<?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-5517280440751914055</id><updated>2012-01-31T22:17:40.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>★ sweet illusion</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</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>208</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-740794749802328358</id><published>2009-02-28T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T21:27:06.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I HAVE SHIFTED TO,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;ohyousee.blogspot.com(:&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/5517280440751914055-740794749802328358?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/740794749802328358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/740794749802328358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-have-shifted-to-ohyousee.html' title=''/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-2462593613946117098</id><published>2009-02-28T16:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T16:39:47.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DAMM.</title><content type='html'>Sick &amp;amp; Tired. Wokeup at 3 plus pm.&lt;div&gt;After yesterday's MGBDs visual and audio concert, we're year2s already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It ended like around 10pm, we cleared everything the wires, tv, everything. Till very late already. Then still need carry the heavy road sign or something back to our block's level 5. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So damm heavy lor. After that we waited for one of our classmate before we go and eat dinner together. We haven't had any food for dinner then. Actually there's food for MGBDs before the concert starts, but our group was still rehearsing and we didn't get to eat. When we wanted to eat already no time, cause we're the first group. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walk to amk to eat, i already not feeling well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't have appetite to eat although i'm hungry -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After eating, walk to amk mrt to take the last train we could take to kranji.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We decided to go qinghe's house to celebrate our end of studio project. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take bus to jurong east. Walked for 1 hour -.- To qinghe's aunt's house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was like feeling super giddy already. But at that time, no one can acc me home and i have no money to take cab either. Cause after that when we went home in the morning, guixin pay the cab fee first. I ying cheng, followed, walked. Actually i was feeling really seriously super giddy and my eyes cannot even open. I felt like vomiting then, and i keep shivering even when i have already alight from that cold bus. Anyway, we haven't sleep for days already chionging and overnighting in sch studio to do work. When we reached the place, everyone were like playing so happily but i got no mood to even play, i sleep all the way there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went back, i am not feeling well super ultra uncomfortable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; so today, I didn't went for dance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't know why, sad now that i didn't go. I'll miss alot for sure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(255, 68, 34);   font-weight: bold; line-height: 24px; font-family:'Estrangelo Edessa';font-size:12px;"&gt;★&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; I am kind of angry and super pissed now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause i don't want to be biptised.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you people don't understand, what biptise means is, you will be a REAL TRUE CHRISTIAN. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, i don't mind going to church just for like.. You know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I knew it myself that i am NOT devoted enough t god. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't want to be a real christian where by you must follow this and that everything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT my mum is now forcing me to be biptised.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What shit is that? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't i even choose this religion kind of thing MYSELF?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am already pissed when they force me everytime to go church. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forcing me, controlling me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damm it, fuckshit. You people suck a whole damm shit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5517280440751914055-2462593613946117098?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/2462593613946117098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/2462593613946117098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/02/damm.html' title='DAMM.'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-4485918983654003750</id><published>2009-02-27T13:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T13:25:58.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/Sad5QDxz-sI/AAAAAAAABTU/m-Ek9Z0avb8/s1600-h/Photo+65.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/Sad5QDxz-sI/AAAAAAAABTU/m-Ek9Z0avb8/s400/Photo+65.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307344002678520514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/Sad5PxjBwuI/AAAAAAAABTM/HBszB9h3qEs/s1600-h/Photo+61.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/Sad5PxjBwuI/AAAAAAAABTM/HBszB9h3qEs/s400/Photo+61.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307343997784670946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/Sad5PujbfaI/AAAAAAAABTE/aR8PGt41GgI/s1600-h/Photo+58.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/Sad5PujbfaI/AAAAAAAABTE/aR8PGt41GgI/s400/Photo+58.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307343996981050786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/Sad5PkU4RWI/AAAAAAAABS8/cU7M5qDeXeg/s1600-h/Photo+57.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/Sad5PkU4RWI/AAAAAAAABS8/cU7M5qDeXeg/s400/Photo+57.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307343994235667810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FINALLY. Studio Project is done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today our visuals all will be shown in the audio and visual concert MGBDs present(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the amphi theatre 8pm(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will got some people performing then showing our visuals. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MUST GO :D okay, i have nothing to say already lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am super tired yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5517280440751914055-4485918983654003750?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/4485918983654003750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/4485918983654003750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/02/finally.html' title='today'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</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/_C1so2l6BhcE/Sad5QDxz-sI/AAAAAAAABTU/m-Ek9Z0avb8/s72-c/Photo+65.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-6596060099150559335</id><published>2009-02-27T01:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T01:33:47.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DEADSHIT.</title><content type='html'>Just now had rehearsal for our mgbd planned thingy.&lt;div&gt;For so many times, till 12am midnight :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now i am in studio, but today, I AM NOT GOING TO STAY OVERNIGHT ALREADY :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stayed for so many days already. Enough already :/ Never bath, Never wash, Never blabla. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am now like a dirty piece of shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday, last day. Our tht concert will be held in the amphi theatre at 8pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last day of studio proj.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am also afraid i will be sick soon. &amp;amp; I am so cui now. Rly cui till.. So scared sat i will have no energy to dance already :/ D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I AM REALLY CUI, NO PEOPLE WILL BELIEVE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I lost the feel to blog already &amp;amp; there's now nothing rly nice for me to blog about :/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5517280440751914055-6596060099150559335?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/6596060099150559335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/6596060099150559335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/02/deadshit.html' title='DEADSHIT.'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-542221168998683220</id><published>2009-02-26T13:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T13:27:37.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shag.</title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;div&gt;I stayed overnight in school again yesterday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Studio Project, Studio Project.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's all about studio project.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe today will be staying overnight again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My life's nothing but just school, studio project &amp;amp; classmates. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stay tuned to friday's MGBDs present audio &amp;amp; visual concert. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5517280440751914055-542221168998683220?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/542221168998683220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/542221168998683220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/02/shag.html' title='Shag.'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-3105458751965235364</id><published>2009-02-24T09:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T09:27:58.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>一瞬间明白</title><content type='html'>Yesterday stay overnight in school.&lt;div&gt;Today, as well. My today means yeah last night till this morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overnight in school again. This time, worst. I felt like we were some crimminals or what.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were actually not supposed to stay in school studio. But then we stayed, we got chased out twice. We went to hide. Hide and played games. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hide till certain time, we sneaked in again. &amp;amp; work, play, laugh, sleep, shag..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till now. Lesson later, 9.30am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know why, when we were hiding, it just seems like..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like pathetic lor :/ Still ned hide. That feeling, nobody will know except MGBDs -.- :/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ytd i slept for 2 hrs, today just now the whole night, i don't know how long i slept. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So tired at first but couldn't go to sleep. My friends slept for 1 hr and wake up to do proj again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cnnt even go to sleep, closed my eyes, cnnt sleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like 6plus in morning, then i can sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to the big table behind, everybody take turns to sleep there lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you're tired, table seems so comfortable for you to sleep on too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never even bath or what. &amp;amp; tonight we going to stay in school till very late at night for the rehearsal of our visual and audio thingy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SHAG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I WANT TO WASH MY FACE PROPERLY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I WANT TO BATH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5517280440751914055-3105458751965235364?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/3105458751965235364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/3105458751965235364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post_24.html' title='一瞬间明白'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-5391941668357529441</id><published>2009-02-23T04:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T04:13:13.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMFG.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SaGxF-IqxFI/AAAAAAAABSU/YNIwf2X5V98/s1600-h/Photo+35.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SaGxF-IqxFI/AAAAAAAABSU/YNIwf2X5V98/s400/Photo+35.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305716552155972690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SaGxu259HPI/AAAAAAAABSc/AHwDRuRFUg4/s400/Photo+32.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305717254589848818" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 out of 7 rainbow(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I AM OVERNIGHT-ING IN SCHOOL'S STUDIO.&lt;div&gt;Yes, now have the time blog, i am in studio. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Randy's dad is going to bring me and guixin back to yishun later. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we're going to sleep for 1 or 2 hours. Bathed and go to school again for the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shag right? :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want carebear. &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/5517280440751914055-5391941668357529441?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/5391941668357529441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/5391941668357529441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/02/omfg.html' title='OMFG.'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</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/_C1so2l6BhcE/SaGxF-IqxFI/AAAAAAAABSU/YNIwf2X5V98/s72-c/Photo+35.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-2755897664016121200</id><published>2009-02-21T23:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T23:52:16.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>doomed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SaAjBVNWEjI/AAAAAAAABR8/wuukDdiQS-k/s1600-h/Photo+18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SaAjBVNWEjI/AAAAAAAABR8/wuukDdiQS-k/s400/Photo+18.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305278866822402610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My life now is just studio project, and still studio project.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm like meeting some of my grp ppl for continuous 2 weeks already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even saturday and sundays. Nothing but studio project. When isit gonna hell end?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guixin, me and randy are like mentally crazy people just now in class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are like video-ing oursleves, playing and laughing but actually.. We're so frustrated. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tell myself, i know i would sure fail alot of modules. &amp;amp; Now, yes i regret. So i must pass this studio project. Who wouldn't feel like crying?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to, but i already promise MYSELF not to &amp;amp; i must be happy to do this project. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cannot be like last time already. Yes. Since i've already promised myself(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still.. I am very lost now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SaAjBPzvgtI/AAAAAAAABR0/sUOb2loBYSg/s400/Photo+21.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305278865372840658" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GOODNIGHT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hope i have a carebear.&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/5517280440751914055-2755897664016121200?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/2755897664016121200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/2755897664016121200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/02/doomed.html' title='doomed'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</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/_C1so2l6BhcE/SaAjBVNWEjI/AAAAAAAABR8/wuukDdiQS-k/s72-c/Photo+18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-8908490587235895532</id><published>2009-02-20T23:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T00:06:33.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>edited 12.15</title><content type='html'>HELLO. I have been in class for studio project till night time with guixin &amp;amp; randy.&lt;div&gt;Laughters, &amp;amp; all. Ohyuh most funny thing is we brought our lappy to somewhr quiet and we video down we, acting as ahlian and ahbeng. LOL. Super funny. Classmates listen already laugh like mad :/ Okay, we were just acting, for the sake of fun :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Super pissed at night with my cousin again, she's just so inconsiderate and childish. Don't wna say much about it already, spoil mood. Ate dinner with guixin at yishun then talk at our blocks downstairs till around 11pm, home sweet home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pictures. Guixin &amp;amp; randy are taking my bling bling stickers to stick onto their faces, acting like machiam they pierce ears, nose etc. lol, it looks fake though. Their retarded faces lor. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SZ7SfP3yo-I/AAAAAAAABRc/76IR3tTEBX8/s400/Photo+9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304908845367337954" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SZ7Seww1CqI/AAAAAAAABRE/9IriBVkRjoo/s400/Photo+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304908837016636066" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SZ7Se5wDNPI/AAAAAAAABQ8/uuqu3Qj1dXc/s400/Photo+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304908839429289202" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SZ7Se0GVKgI/AAAAAAAABRM/R0GFZUnFS1w/s400/Photo+8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304908837912128002" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SZ7SezQZdQI/AAAAAAAABRU/-1DDZkUeH1E/s400/Photo+7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304908837685916930" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SZ7U6SpeP0I/AAAAAAAABRk/dVFsGVD6_FA/s400/Photo+228.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304911508992311106" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have sore throat. ): Sick soon? eh no way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/5517280440751914055-8908490587235895532?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/8908490587235895532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/8908490587235895532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/02/sore-throat.html' title='edited 12.15'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</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/_C1so2l6BhcE/SZ7SfP3yo-I/AAAAAAAABRc/76IR3tTEBX8/s72-c/Photo+9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-2481159381215812866</id><published>2009-02-19T23:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T23:46:32.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3d max</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SZ19MaShWgI/AAAAAAAABQ0/CG1ghzVkVgM/s1600-h/We_find_the_treasure_by_caca_io.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 276px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SZ19MaShWgI/AAAAAAAABQ0/CG1ghzVkVgM/s400/We_find_the_treasure_by_caca_io.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304533588281219586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Studio project again, today was from morning 9.30am till.. NIGHT. 10plus pm -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause we had our first somesort rehearsal to see if everything is okay at the Amphi Theatre. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till 10plus, everybody haven't had their dinner, shucks man i tell you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since studio project starts, our eating timings are all so weird. Nevermind but anyway,  i had bread for the 3 meals -.- I didn't eat for breakfast till i reached school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ate hotdog buns. Then lunch, sandwhich, dinner which is just now, burger. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ALL BREAD LEH WALAO. LOL. I haven't eat RICE for quite a long time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have no appetite to eat rice too. I just don't feel like swallowing rice. Okay but my mum bought fried rice just now, shall go eat a little later on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OHYAH! First time today, i did 3d properly. I sat down to find tutorials and follow it to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friends were shocked.. Yeah. Not surprise. Cause i don't do 3d all the time. Never listen in class, never do schwork, never touch 3d project too. I know i am sucha useless person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least nw for the first time, i tried to follow. &amp;amp; it didn't turn out that bad too (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know.. it's too late though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be happy, Be happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5517280440751914055-2481159381215812866?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/2481159381215812866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/2481159381215812866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/02/3d-max.html' title='3d max'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</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/_C1so2l6BhcE/SZ19MaShWgI/AAAAAAAABQ0/CG1ghzVkVgM/s72-c/We_find_the_treasure_by_caca_io.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-1494415446947611918</id><published>2009-02-18T23:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T00:29:19.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Argh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My parents are noisy ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why can't my dad and mum just talk nicely. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Both of them just don't answer each other back so much can? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why can't they just give in to each other? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;我的天.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some people asked me to be their models for photoshoot in friendster.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Should i? No? Yuk, i don't even know that person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, i envy those models. Photoshoot, nice photographs. Grr. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5517280440751914055-1494415446947611918?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/1494415446947611918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/1494415446947611918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-parents-are-noisy-please-stop-it.html' title='Argh.'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-2124126545531103392</id><published>2009-02-18T21:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T21:27:28.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd post of the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SZwMA_k1EeI/AAAAAAAABQs/dCwGqjtornc/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SZwMA_k1EeI/AAAAAAAABQs/dCwGqjtornc/s400/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304127672341041634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the star game i played just now in studio. lol. boring. Isn't stars pretty? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have no idea why i always post 2 posts when i have nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back home, super sleepy. I was sleeping throughout the talk just now in the electronic theatre. I have no idea what happened and what the girl showed us. Only know jasmine they all said the video inspired them. I don't even know what she showed cause as i said, i was sleeping throughout her whole talk Z___Z&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After ms sherlyn showed us the 4 grps animatics, i felt more and more sleepy. Uh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the whole talk and all finished, i was still in my sleeping mood -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like wire haven't pluck okay. Brain dead like shit. Lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway i am watching the chinese show on channel 8 now{未來不是梦. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dnt rly watch these shows now, but suddenly i felt that this show is so sweet lol. Some parts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oyuh, something totally spoil my mood today in class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause ms sherlyn talked t me about my grades. Alot i failed and she said it will affect the other modules. I told her that first when my laptop die everything gone, i texted &amp;amp; called her really alot times but she didn't even reply me. I couldn't send her my first keynote when i was on mc that day. Then 3d project, my computer died in my brother's hand. I wanted to tell ms sherlyn about it. But think again, maybe she wouldn't even believe me. I didn't bother to tell her this already. But now, i regret. Maybe i could have done abit and tried showing her. I didn't. Not at all motivated to do anything when my computer and laptop died. First project, partnering work. Partner's laptop crash. So we didn't present. &amp;amp; ms sherlyn said my creative nonsense project also didn't did very well. Yeah so.. Anyway i do regret now but i know it's way too late. I am prepared to retake modules already ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually now i suddenly have the little motivation to do studio project, i tell myself i must be happy doing it. But ms sherlyn said all those things, seriously spoil my mood and everything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, whatever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/5517280440751914055-2124126545531103392?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/2124126545531103392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/2124126545531103392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/02/2nd-post-of-day_18.html' title='2nd post of the day'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</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/_C1so2l6BhcE/SZwMA_k1EeI/AAAAAAAABQs/dCwGqjtornc/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-1643516083157015375</id><published>2009-02-18T12:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T23:59:25.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOD DAMM.</title><content type='html'>I WILL BE STAYING OVERNIGHT IN SCHOOL TODAY ): &lt;div&gt;Yes and i am in studio now with some of my grp mates. Scary. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will blog if i have the time.&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/5517280440751914055-1643516083157015375?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/1643516083157015375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/1643516083157015375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/02/god-damm.html' title='GOD DAMM.'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-8583218382696688885</id><published>2009-02-18T12:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T12:56:41.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SZuTmMApaEI/AAAAAAAABQk/mvC0mhYcGBY/s1600-h/Trying_To_Hold_On_To_Summer_by_FL1GHT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SZuTmMApaEI/AAAAAAAABQk/mvC0mhYcGBY/s400/Trying_To_Hold_On_To_Summer_by_FL1GHT.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303995270427142210" style="cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 273px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am in studio now again, as usual. Lol. didn't blog yesterday night, super tired after doing my style frames and i just fall asleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wokeup in the morning to go national eye centre checkup. Got operation before when i was young. So every year need to go check. Just nice now my eyes are red and she checked and said it's serious allergy. To don't know what.. Know how she check? Heh, it's not normal open eyes see see only lor, they help me put drop into my eyes to check and after putting, what i see around me for awhile is in YELLOW colour. LOL tones of yellow can. Yuck HAHAHAH. &amp;amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woohoo, guess what? Doctor sona said i don't nd to go already! :D From then on, it's open date. If there's anything wrong with my eyes then go see her. Yayyeeeeeee. But somehow, eahhh.. Abit miss the doctors and nurses there -.- Think again, i have been there for check up since i was young, the doctor are like seeing me since i was young? -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heh, went school after checkup. Adam &amp;amp; Kenneth disturb me again! -.- I think they very funny lor. LOL. Okay, my style frames are done. But i think they're fugly though ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am super bored now! I am learning to be a happygirl now! :D Yay (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5517280440751914055-8583218382696688885?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/8583218382696688885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/8583218382696688885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/02/yay.html' title='YAY.'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</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/_C1so2l6BhcE/SZuTmMApaEI/AAAAAAAABQk/mvC0mhYcGBY/s72-c/Trying_To_Hold_On_To_Summer_by_FL1GHT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-2317515984021795463</id><published>2009-02-17T12:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T13:09:25.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A b c d e f g tired</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SZpEbgIuzcI/AAAAAAAABQc/JFjjmceWkBI/s1600-h/9a4cb24b6ef915d44ab80b230b80f92d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 399px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SZpEbgIuzcI/AAAAAAAABQc/JFjjmceWkBI/s400/9a4cb24b6ef915d44ab80b230b80f92d.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303626750455893442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Colours colours. So pretty eh? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am in studio now, ohmy nearly late today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Super unlucky today loh ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wokeup late, nevermind. Then i went bath and change to my shorts &amp;amp; top. I realise my shorts is like too short, &amp;amp; it's very tight too. So i changed it again and again. I am alrdy gonna be late luh. Then nevermind still, lol i rush out and then realised i forget to bring ms sherlyn's art book, &amp;amp; my drawings which is needed to be scanned. Went back to take, i am already late lor! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually not super late uh. I chiong to mrt, realised again.. I forget my exlink card -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woahhh.. LAO eeeahhhhh. Waste money to buy standard ticket lor. I wanted to actually buy my mrt concession today one. Then uh, nvm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luckily i chiong to sch(: Guixin still shocked why i so fast lol. She thought i am gonna be super late. Eh no uh, i this time because of this studio project really seriously got force myself to wake everyday lor. Compare with normally sch days, everytime i late, skipppppppp -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, just went for break just now. No appetite to eat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like for more then 1 week alrdy, no appetite. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My eyes have been red and itchy for going 1 month already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so scared, tml have to go back check up at national eye centre. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Op before, have to go back every year. Sigh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be happy yo!(: Hokay..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/5517280440751914055-2317515984021795463?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/2317515984021795463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/2317515984021795463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/02/b-c-d-e-f-g-tired.html' title='A b c d e f g tired'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</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/_C1so2l6BhcE/SZpEbgIuzcI/AAAAAAAABQc/JFjjmceWkBI/s72-c/9a4cb24b6ef915d44ab80b230b80f92d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-6150691379845096269</id><published>2009-02-17T02:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T03:01:26.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SCREEN SHOT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SZm2bAIa6DI/AAAAAAAABQU/zZt34VM5yKY/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SZm2bAIa6DI/AAAAAAAABQU/zZt34VM5yKY/s400/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303470611213510706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHAHA. Lame. Looks fugly though :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My 5 characters. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Couldn't sleep still.. Sigh. Headache, body aches, neck pain, stomach unwell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lmaos. I feel abit sick ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway i am used t it already. I don't know if it's my ''xin li zhuo yong'' or what. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whenever i stop dancing for like during exam breaks, my neck all will start to pain. I will feel like never dance, like whole body feels so weird?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If i everytime dance, my neck won't pain leh! :D Lol, okay might sounds abit lame :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i miss dance ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think when dance starts again, my body already harden alrdy -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Studio project, not like other people's exam so fast will end. Ours like continuous 3 weeks ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whenever i am done with my work in school i already feel so damm tired. &amp;amp; I feel like sleeping. Felt so stress. But in order to make myself happy, i must.. Yalah be happy lol, keep laughing, playing joking around. De-stress lor :/ But when i reach home i alrdy like, half K.O luh :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But again, i cnnt go to sleep, no idea why. Till very late, then i can sleep.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really like, killing me. So little sleep lor. I wna sleep, not i don't want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am a pig man, who doesn't love to sleep? :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, so i must be happy! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5517280440751914055-6150691379845096269?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/6150691379845096269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/6150691379845096269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/02/hahahaha.html' title='SCREEN SHOT'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</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/_C1so2l6BhcE/SZm2bAIa6DI/AAAAAAAABQU/zZt34VM5yKY/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-5843741254214741923</id><published>2009-02-16T22:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T22:58:20.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boring yet fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SZl9fsVEkAI/AAAAAAAABQM/Dag-ZO_5phs/s1600-h/0640ecba3cfc42958c4bcf0eae209686.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 387px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SZl9fsVEkAI/AAAAAAAABQM/Dag-ZO_5phs/s400/0640ecba3cfc42958c4bcf0eae209686.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303408019634425858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;tolerating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello people :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm back home. Lol, studio project in school as usual. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, ard evening my grp people all leave school to meet their friends and boyfs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Omg i so no life, i hate going home cause i have got nothing t do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I stayed in school :D Don't mind staying in school cause so many other classmates and friends to accompany. &amp;amp; Yeah, went to have dinner with yvonne, yixin, edner, peggy, xinyi. Heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then went back, went scan design stuffs with yvonne, talked alot with her. HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went back class, all guys play left for dead till like SUPER MAD LA! They're like, shouting till like omfgggg-.- HAHAHAH but still idk why watching them play is like so fun -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; my classmates are so fun! Esp those keep disturbing me -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, my eyes is super itchy now ): Itch for like more then 2 weeks alrdy, red somemore :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, off to watch my tv(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O I ate 3 eggs today! :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5517280440751914055-5843741254214741923?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/5843741254214741923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/5843741254214741923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/02/boring-yet-fun.html' title='boring yet fun'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</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/_C1so2l6BhcE/SZl9fsVEkAI/AAAAAAAABQM/Dag-ZO_5phs/s72-c/0640ecba3cfc42958c4bcf0eae209686.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-2918905020948236302</id><published>2009-02-15T23:17:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T23:52:20.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Edited; 12am</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Choose a star &amp;amp; Make a wish(:!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SZg4B-UI9DI/AAAAAAAABPk/8bb5M88k_i0/s1600-h/I_made_a_wish_by_nono_sukar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 212px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SZg4B-UI9DI/AAAAAAAABPk/8bb5M88k_i0/s400/I_made_a_wish_by_nono_sukar.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303050167787254834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My niece like this video. HAHAHAH! Got stars too :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Niece love stars, same as me! Stars are like faces smiling at me(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just randomly find this video for niece :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And she got addicted. Hahahahaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CWZxcAeSoVI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CWZxcAeSoVI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please say it's cute too! HAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SOMEONE ENTERTAIN ME PLEASE :/!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm bored, seriously bored ): Just watched the tv, wu lin da dao :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohmy, shitty shit, i hvnt trace those things i am supposed to do :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh wells, i hvnt recieve those pictures i shld trace from my friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I AM SHOCKED TODAY, cause guixin said MY DAD'S HANDSOME. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Randomness :/ lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am bored i am bored. I feel like i hvnt sleep for ages. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then again, don't know what's stopping me to go to sleep -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow i still need to reach sch by 8.45 am cause of the design department thingy. Argh ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Initially is 8.30am, but i shang liang with yvonne. 15mins more of sleep. HAHAHA. &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/5517280440751914055-2918905020948236302?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/2918905020948236302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/2918905020948236302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/02/bored.html' title='Edited; 12am'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</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/_C1so2l6BhcE/SZg4B-UI9DI/AAAAAAAABPk/8bb5M88k_i0/s72-c/I_made_a_wish_by_nono_sukar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-9043577031943685483</id><published>2009-02-15T20:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T20:59:13.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LALALA.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SZgQ8UQOWvI/AAAAAAAABPc/dq6uZfuiQdY/s1600-h/fccf01a8c9fc1a8978517a5f433ba516.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SZgQ8UQOWvI/AAAAAAAABPc/dq6uZfuiQdY/s400/fccf01a8c9fc1a8978517a5f433ba516.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303007189643713266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back home(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meet guixin at yishun and randy at admiratly then off to walk to woodlands CC to watch our senior the percausion grp prac(: Super cool lor, but the sound rly is can make your ears DEAF. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lol. HAHAHAH, but it's fun leh. Then aft tht went discuss our proj at cck lot1 mac, then walk walk talk talk, went library. We got warned and asked to leave the library :/ lol. Cause of many things, common sense la. Confirm knew what happened. LOL. Okay, went back yishun with guixin and home sweet home! update again later :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5517280440751914055-9043577031943685483?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/9043577031943685483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/9043577031943685483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/02/lalala.html' title='LALALA.'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</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/_C1so2l6BhcE/SZgQ8UQOWvI/AAAAAAAABPc/dq6uZfuiQdY/s72-c/fccf01a8c9fc1a8978517a5f433ba516.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-7620858582623699148</id><published>2009-02-15T00:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T00:57:23.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow.</title><content type='html'>ZOMG, i got tricked again! D:&lt;div&gt;Now then i know. I got tricked by kenneth and adam again. ZZZZ. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everytime i kana tricked walaos): Dance ppl, friends, all always like to tricked me -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Xia suay LOL :/ dont wna say already la LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow NEED TO GO MEET GRP MATES TO DISCUSS.. Bla everyting about.. STUDIO PROJECT AGAIN. -.- ARGH! I hate it. Today alrdy sat nd go sch, tml sunday i wna sleep also cnnt lol. Uh forget it. tskkkkkkkkk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5517280440751914055-7620858582623699148?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/7620858582623699148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/7620858582623699148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/02/tomorrow.html' title='Tomorrow.'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-2368250673579719958</id><published>2009-02-14T20:49:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T23:21:43.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd post of the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;My 2nd post of the day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Saw this in angela's blog :D I am bored y'know(: Yeah. SO. HAHAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ten are yous&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1)Are you single: &lt;/span&gt;Yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2)Are you happy: &lt;/span&gt;Not really?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3)Are you bored: &lt;/span&gt;Basket, my 2nd sentence of this post alrdy shows. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4)Are you fair: &lt;/span&gt;As in?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5)Are you italian: &lt;/span&gt;No.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6)Are you intelligent: &lt;/span&gt;I am dumb. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7)Are you honest: &lt;/span&gt;Mr james says so, idk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8)Are you nice: &lt;/span&gt;Depends(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9)Are you irish: &lt;/span&gt;No.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10)Are you asian: &lt;/span&gt;OF COURSE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ten facts&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1) Fullame: &lt;/span&gt;Chang YiLing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2)Nicknames: &lt;/span&gt;10, Ling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3)Birth place: &lt;/span&gt;Glen Eagles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4)Hair colour: &lt;/span&gt;Black.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5)Natural hairstyle:&lt;/span&gt; Curly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6)Eye colour: &lt;/span&gt;Black.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9)Favourite colour: &lt;/span&gt;Red, Orange, Grey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10)One place you did like to visit: &lt;/span&gt;Don't know....... lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(angela, there's not even no 8, is no 7 too) lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ten things about your love life&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1)Have you ever been in love: &lt;/span&gt;Not counted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2)Do you believe in love at first sight: &lt;/span&gt;No.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;Yes? idk. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3)Do you currently have a crush: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;If you think yes, then yes lor, no then no lor. lol. Dont wna say(: -.- Tricky?-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4)Have you ever been hurt emotionally: &lt;/span&gt;Of course... arshole.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5)Have you ever broken someone's heart: &lt;/span&gt;Yeah. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6)Have you ever had your heart broken: &lt;/span&gt;Of course yes. arsehole :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7)Have you ever liked someone but never told them: &lt;/span&gt;Yeah la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8)Are you afraid of commitment: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9)Who was the last person you hugged: &lt;/span&gt;Forget laaaaaaa. i nvr always hug ppl hokay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10)Who was the last person you said i love you to: &lt;/span&gt;Forget already? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ten this or that&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1)Love or lust: &lt;/span&gt;What's lust lol. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2)Hard liquor or beer: &lt;/span&gt;None. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3) Cats or dogs: &lt;/span&gt;Dogs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4)Few best friends or any regular friends: &lt;/span&gt;Few best friends of c&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ourse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5)Creamy or crunchy: &lt;/span&gt;Crunchy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6) Pencil or pen: &lt;/span&gt;Both as long as i can use them t draw (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7)Wild night out or romantic night in: &lt;/span&gt;Romantic night in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8)Money or hapiness: &lt;/span&gt;Happiness la-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9)Night or day: &lt;/span&gt;Don't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10)Im or phone: &lt;/span&gt;What's im? LOL. :/ Omg i am so dumb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ten have you ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1)Been caught sneaking out: &lt;/span&gt;Er... Don't think so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2)Seen a polar bear: &lt;/span&gt;Yes la, who never? -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3)Done something you regret: &lt;/span&gt;YES.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4)Bungee jumped: &lt;/span&gt;Huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5)Eaten food that fell on the floor: &lt;/span&gt;You eat first lor. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6)Finished an entire jaw breaker: &lt;/span&gt;??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7)Been caught naked: &lt;/span&gt;Young time? LOL&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8)Wanted an ex bf or gf back: &lt;/span&gt;No.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9)Cried because you lost a pet: &lt;/span&gt;No.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10)Wanted to dissapear: &lt;/span&gt;Yes ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ten preferences in a partner&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1)Smile or eyes: &lt;/span&gt;Smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2)Light or dark hair: &lt;/span&gt;Dark.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3)Hugs or kisses: &lt;/span&gt;Hugs?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4)Shorter or taller: &lt;/span&gt;Taller.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5)Intelligence or attraction: &lt;/span&gt;Intelligence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6)Topman or zera: &lt;/span&gt;Huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7) Funny or serious: &lt;/span&gt;Funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8)Older or younger: &lt;/span&gt;Older then me, abit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9)Outgoing or quiet: &lt;/span&gt;Outgoing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10)Sweet or bad: &lt;/span&gt;Sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ten have yous&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1)Ever performed in front of a large crowd: &lt;/span&gt;Yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2)Ever talked on the phone for longer then 1 hr: &lt;/span&gt;Yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3)Ever tried walking on your hands: &lt;/span&gt;Yes. Swimming pool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4)Ever been to a rock concert: &lt;/span&gt;No.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5)Ever been in a cheerleading team: &lt;/span&gt;No. But i wanted to. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6)Ever been in a dance team: &lt;/span&gt;Yes(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7)Ever been in a sports ream: &lt;/span&gt;No.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8)Ever been in a drama play or production: &lt;/span&gt;Yes(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9)Ever owned a BMW, Mercedes Benz, Escalade, Hummer or Bentley: &lt;/span&gt;No!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10)Ever been in a rap video?: &lt;/span&gt;No.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ten lasts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1)Last phone call you made: &lt;/span&gt;Aunt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2)Last person you hugged: &lt;/span&gt;Forget leh. I seldom hug people LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3)Last person you hung out with: &lt;/span&gt;Eh.. Sister.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4)Last time you worked: &lt;/span&gt;Years ago lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5)Last person you talked to:&lt;/span&gt; Cousin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6)Last person you Im'd: &lt;/span&gt;Whats IM? :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7)Last person you texted:&lt;/span&gt; Angelyn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8)Last person you went t the movies with: &lt;/span&gt;Minghong, zhiwei, Auns( his name is really anus -.-) &amp;amp; Sister.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9)Last person/ thing you missed: &lt;/span&gt;Huh? As in. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10)Last website visited: &lt;/span&gt;Blogspot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ten people to do this&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANYONE! Everytime i tagged people, they say they're not so boliao as me-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5517280440751914055-2368250673579719958?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/2368250673579719958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/2368250673579719958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/02/2nd-post-of-day.html' title='2nd post of the day'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-2403539311832152484</id><published>2009-02-14T19:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T20:05:21.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY TO EVERYONE OUT THERE :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SZauuz1mCrI/AAAAAAAABPU/yXpoe85iNV0/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 310px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SZauuz1mCrI/AAAAAAAABPU/yXpoe85iNV0/s400/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302617730487552690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tired. So tired. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Argh, went school in the morning to meet design department classmates. Room cannot open, ms sherlyn came down to open for us. Oyuh, ms sherlyn's art books are awesome. Her drawings are awesome too. Reach there, after awhile, yvonne's team also came for their own grp discussion. &amp;amp; after awhile again, zuby's team came too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Class is super HOT, no aircon -.- After around afternoon, classmates start to leave. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only left me, josephine and yvonne's team members. They're playing LEFT OR DEAD while me.. I went to the back of class, the big table and went up there to sleep. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sleep for very long :/ Adam said they play so long, saw me still sleeping. Kenneth said i was SNORRING-.- I don't think i was lor? Somemore their left or dead play so loud, can't be my snorring so loud. LOL. HAHAHAHA. Anyway, although i am abit sian and tired cause i have to spend my saturday in studio but it's quite fun too. Blasting music, seeing my clasdsmates shouting and playing left or dead. Got them, also not sian :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I see the 3 guys playing are like so funny. I remembered their names in the games was like..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ASH-HOLE, PUNAT-.- LOL! and they keep 'fuck' here and there while playing, what mother fucker, fucker.. What plank call, HAHAHAHA. Okay, people won't understand. Cause plank call are like ashton they all making fun of yvonne's spelling! HAHAHA it's supposed to be PRANK CALL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha, but it's so fun today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still, happy v.day to everyone (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5517280440751914055-2403539311832152484?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/2403539311832152484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/2403539311832152484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/02/tired.html' title='Tired.'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</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/_C1so2l6BhcE/SZauuz1mCrI/AAAAAAAABPU/yXpoe85iNV0/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-411818017043860448</id><published>2009-02-13T22:42:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T00:42:41.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EDITED 12.45</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;TML IS ONLY THE 6TH DAY OF STUDIO PROJECT, 2 MORE WEEKS TO GO ): DAMM&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tml still needa go sch! SAT LEH ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Edited(:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SZWKSwNq6LI/AAAAAAAABOk/aBhl4TKHmak/s1600-h/Photo+141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SZWKSwNq6LI/AAAAAAAABOk/aBhl4TKHmak/s400/Photo+141.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302296191083145394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just back home :D Hurray, tml is Valentine's Day! But ..&lt;div&gt;I have to celebrate It with MGBD classmates, cause we have to have a meeting again for studio project. Oh well.. Nevermind then, hack. Even if it's valentine's day, nobody would date me out i guess. HAHAHAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kind of pissed today cause of studio project and some people in our class, and some other stuffs. I guess my mood isn't right today in class. Keep got pissed off so easily. I think some of my classmates are also pissed with some other classmates in our class. Just that obviously we don't say it out to those people we hate. I am not scared t say it out here cause i am sure everyone have people they dislike in class. Just that everyone keeps quiet to avoid.. Quarrels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone is like, tolerating &amp;amp; tolerating. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After studio proj, went back to aunt's house to drink soup, she cooked my share. Then, went out with aunt with my cousin &amp;amp; niece. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cousin bought me valentine present. HAHAHA. Okay, at least i have something from cousin, better then getting nothing from no one (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dued pictures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SZWSIJfAa4I/AAAAAAAABO0/grVFBqWY7O4/s400/Photo+129.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302304804981205890" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SZWSIWeVIsI/AAAAAAAABO8/jtEqMk7vI8g/s400/Photo+131.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302304808468030146" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SZWSISj4HsI/AAAAAAAABPE/nLl-9x4QQzE/s400/Photo+136.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302304807417552578" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SZWSImx3GFI/AAAAAAAABPM/EFWEoBoKtzs/s400/Photo+137.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302304812844914770" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These pictures are taken when lecturers are talking in our studio :/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were like playing non stop and giggling laughing. I should be happy cause i have alot friends, always so cheerful making me laugh. I think other people might not have so funny friends. LOL :/ HAHAHA, just look at the girl above, KOH GUIXIN, always the JOKER &amp;amp; DUH.. Seriously, always making me laugh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; I miss dancing. I miss dance, i miss my dancemates. ):&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/5517280440751914055-411818017043860448?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/411818017043860448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/411818017043860448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/02/life-is-getting-boring-w-studio-proj.html' title='EDITED 12.45'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</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/_C1so2l6BhcE/SZWKSwNq6LI/AAAAAAAABOk/aBhl4TKHmak/s72-c/Photo+141.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-7467261588377470062</id><published>2009-02-12T21:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T22:16:38.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ENOUGH.</title><content type='html'>I am super pissed now. Much if sad and dissapointed then pissed actually.&lt;div&gt;It's not the first time already. When our grp are talking to mr james about concept, my cousin keep calling me. I ignored the calls. After they've finished talking to mr james, i called back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My cousin just asked me, end school tell me, i meet you go back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I told her, wait long long lor cause i have design department meeting till night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She was like, aiyah dont need care you already la meet meet meet everyday meet dont know for what shit, don't need say la, meet enough alrdy dnt nd care cousins. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; I WAS LIKE, WHAT THE FUCK?! I am meeting for studio project come on you ass. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FUCK YOU OKAY. I still haven't talk finish she kap my phone. Fine, enough of these. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to my aunt house to see my niece, cousin was there too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She asked me, YOU DOING BIG BUSINESS MEH? EVERYDAY MEET MEET MEET. FOR WHAT. I said, I. HAVE. STUDIO PROJECT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then she was like, woah everyday you also say got project dnt know real or not. Yalah, whatever. even yr mum says you eevrytime meet meet meet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WAPIANG, ENOUGH ALRDY CAN. I went back and tell my mum, My mum says she just told her i got projs till very late. She go anyhow what, make up story? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am already feeling seriously pissed enough for this sproj alrdy can. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IF YOU DNT TRUST AND BELIEVE ME IN SCH DOING, WHY BOTHER STILL CALL ME AND ASK? EXTRA OKAY. Just don't call, save my breathe and yr phone bills.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enough, i rly have enough. I nearly teared after she kap my phone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is like, ppl dnt even trust you, still scold you &amp;amp; all. When what you say is true. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How would you feel? tell me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;VALENTINE DAY PLEASE QUICKLY, OVER.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WOAH... no one to spend with me valentines day enough alr, now still have to celebrate in sch cause got proj, maybe ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;STUDIO PROJ LAST TILL 26feb, everyday... tell me how to survive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5517280440751914055-7467261588377470062?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/7467261588377470062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/7467261588377470062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/02/enough.html' title='ENOUGH.'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-7773952213096719230</id><published>2009-02-12T18:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T12:41:37.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BORED.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;In school now as usual for studio project.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am seriously very bored lor. Okay i got the pictures from guixin already but i won't upload all. HAHAHAHA, Guess who is this? :/ (so obvious)-.- LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SZjtCJa9yNI/AAAAAAAABP8/bMP8CWNWVl8/s1600-h/ME+HANDSOME+HAHAHA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SZjtCJa9yNI/AAAAAAAABP8/bMP8CWNWVl8/s400/ME+HANDSOME+HAHAHA.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303249182373300434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IT'S ME! :D HAHAHA, handsome? LOL. Guixin say very handsome, ask me pose. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay la, LAME. That was randy's cap. &amp;amp; Funny is today when i show jasmine this pic, she thought it was randy himself. HAHAHAH! Means i very handsome lor! LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;both pictures was when yesterday we went out to discuss Sp w/o hazel and jasmine as they couldn't come. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SZjtB-jwLrI/AAAAAAAABP0/07456rWX3AM/s1600-h/123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SZjtB-jwLrI/AAAAAAAABP0/07456rWX3AM/s400/123.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303249179457367730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am pro at reading malay books. LOL! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, i am very bored. Buhbye. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5517280440751914055-7773952213096719230?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/7773952213096719230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/7773952213096719230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/02/bored_12.html' title='BORED.'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</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/_C1so2l6BhcE/SZjtCJa9yNI/AAAAAAAABP8/bMP8CWNWVl8/s72-c/ME+HANDSOME+HAHAHA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-6792924165825935744</id><published>2009-02-12T18:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T18:41:02.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not anymore.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;i really super love this kind of dolls :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; I'm in love with this doll. I wna buy. Soon. I hope. Save $$$$$ ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's super expensive, my friend bought from overseas, like at least 500. &amp;amp; Some is just the body itself w/o the clothes and everything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suddenly, i remember I told my mum that i wna study the Makeup Special Effects BodyArt Course Full time one after i graduate. Then my mum told me i still have to think of the expenses during this studying if i rly want. It's not like save money okay save lor. Like that.. Sigh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SZP7opBDwxI/AAAAAAAABOc/pV2Z6iev828/s1600-h/Put_On_A_Show_by_onnawufei.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SZP7opBDwxI/AAAAAAAABOc/pV2Z6iev828/s400/Put_On_A_Show_by_onnawufei.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301857861968839442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, studio project er.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sucks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodbye(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5517280440751914055-6792924165825935744?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/6792924165825935744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/6792924165825935744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/02/not-anymore.html' title='Not anymore.'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</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/_C1so2l6BhcE/SZP7opBDwxI/AAAAAAAABOc/pV2Z6iev828/s72-c/Put_On_A_Show_by_onnawufei.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-483947647431974488</id><published>2009-02-11T22:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T22:46:29.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the dumb side of me</title><content type='html'>I am too dumb to believe what i have read-.-&lt;div&gt;My friend's msn nick was ''i've been struck by lightning for 7 times''.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went believe &amp;amp; asked her rly 7times?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even after she replied me, 7times, she die dont know till where alrdy, i still went ask her-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;''how to know if you're being struck?''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then she told me it's a movie phrase -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many of my friends said i am naive and trusting people too much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause i believe whatever i read or people say. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, this lightning thingy convince myself more that i am seriously dumb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay enough :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am really ... DUMB. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5517280440751914055-483947647431974488?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/483947647431974488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/483947647431974488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/02/dumb-side-of-me.html' title='the dumb side of me'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-1524010295877975964</id><published>2009-02-11T14:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T14:19:32.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>STUDIO PROJECT F.you</title><content type='html'>What the fuck! So sian half now lor ):&lt;div&gt;I WANT DANCE BUT I CANNOT ): Cause of that fucking studio project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our cca the instructor's dance studio invited us to put up an item on 27feb then there will rehearsals before that. They're asking who are free. I want! ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wtfffffffuck can, i have sp everyday, is like gen ben dou cannot one lor ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fuck la studio proj, tmd go die. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today still have to meet the design department. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woah, i have enough projs already la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I knwo 3d proj i giveup just because my computer dies, now this studio project i cnnt giveup halfway or something. ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh, nothing to say.&lt;/div&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/5517280440751914055-1524010295877975964?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/1524010295877975964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/1524010295877975964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/02/studio-project-fyou.html' title='STUDIO PROJECT F.you'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-9038217133748147116</id><published>2009-02-10T22:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T23:08:28.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't take my sunshine away.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY 三叔 :D !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:18px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Went school today as usual, studio proj continues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everybody like super stress, can see overall leaders incharge of our class's live performance and visuals are very super stress. Will be held in omni eatre? Near stadium. Near tht day which is 26feb, they will put up posters in canteen and all. Yeah so people can come and see the performance and our visuals works. Oh wells. Sigh):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Arghhh, design department is super chionging. So many things to be done in sucha little time. Oh mannnnnnn. Okay, after everything went meet sis and go san shu's house to celebrate his birthday(: My cousins went chinatown's ''sex shop'' buy give him uncle a cup which has.... Z___Z&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lol so funny. Tht shop, i rmb bugis street also have :/ lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SZGXXknzeII/AAAAAAAABN8/mjVVbnZkMxI/s400/Photo+119.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301184667615197314" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SZGXYDgANYI/AAAAAAAABOU/UjvvXjKhUpc/s400/Photo+126.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301184675903976834" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SZGXX52ERzI/AAAAAAAABOE/FLWeNQgrDhI/s400/Photo+122.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301184673312163634" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;''feeding'' san shu nothing with his this cup -.- LOL. I think my cousins are crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, tml design department still need to meetup. Although tml actually is free day for grp discussion and whatever shit. Still got animation HUH!? ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, forget it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodbye. &amp;amp; nights.&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/5517280440751914055-9038217133748147116?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/9038217133748147116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/9038217133748147116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/02/dont-take-my-sunshine-away.html' title='Don&apos;t take my sunshine away.'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</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/_C1so2l6BhcE/SZGXXknzeII/AAAAAAAABN8/mjVVbnZkMxI/s72-c/Photo+119.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-6066880808040816402</id><published>2009-02-09T21:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T21:15:36.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st day of STUDIO PROJECT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SZAqrlE5ebI/AAAAAAAABN0/_ZmkjRN755k/s1600-h/Coloured_Bokeh_2_by_Cattereia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SZAqrlE5ebI/AAAAAAAABN0/_ZmkjRN755k/s400/Coloured_Bokeh_2_by_Cattereia.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300783689590471090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Surreal surreal surreal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMFG, today's the first day of our studio project, like other people have exams while we have this SP. I chiong out today thinking i will be late. In the end reach class, none of my grp members reached loh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, i can already feel the stress today. Through the stress, i become super high in class. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause of the stress which makes me go crazy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are doing a live performance, visuals all. So on 26 is the day we present our work at the ATRIUM there. Omg :/ People if you know, can go take a look on that day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am under the design department. Okay, i didn't really regret..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it seems like this department got more things to chiong? :/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chiong chiong chiong. I can see the overall leader and in charge of our class for this sp, ashton and peggy they're very stress. Hmmm, but they're good leaders :D to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Neyway, i think i am also nt feeling well at the wrong timing. Maybe it's not wrong timing but just i will feel sick when i am stress. My mum says she realised. But i keep ren ren ren and ren today. Went home, felt like vomiting man ): I keep gng to toilet but then in the end i will ren. Now feeling abit okay only ): Arghhhhh. Periods annd stress TOTALLY spoil everything man! Okayokay, i wna go watch my show then go draw my stuffs ): Sighhhhhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sp, quickly end soon. I must ren till th end ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5517280440751914055-6066880808040816402?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/6066880808040816402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/6066880808040816402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/02/1st-day-of-studio-project.html' title='1st day of STUDIO PROJECT'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</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/_C1so2l6BhcE/SZAqrlE5ebI/AAAAAAAABN0/_ZmkjRN755k/s72-c/Coloured_Bokeh_2_by_Cattereia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-3547072242084248089</id><published>2009-02-08T21:51:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T22:57:06.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EDITED.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Went church today, then to facial. Went home, goddaughter(niece) at my house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pictures, &amp;amp;&amp;amp; Pictures. *OH, SPOT MY FATHER YEAH? -.- :/ Don't laugh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't edit any pictures at all yeah :/ &amp;amp; Every picture, i am w/o any makeup. Omg so cui yeah? Look at my eye bags and hei yan quan. LOL. No makeup at all.. Tsktsk. Not even a little power i will put normally. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sister.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SY7m7sV0V8I/AAAAAAAABNs/dzUtzlR3YBk/s1600-h/DSC00191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SY7m7sV0V8I/AAAAAAAABNs/dzUtzlR3YBk/s320/DSC00191.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300427724650993602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feline is so cute with her mouth(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SY7m7AOoA2I/AAAAAAAABNk/oIUwyEoAAig/s1600-h/Photo+54.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SY7m7AOoA2I/AAAAAAAABNk/oIUwyEoAAig/s320/Photo+54.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300427712809665378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SY7mpyU_8kI/AAAAAAAABNc/zL-56epMfJ8/s1600-h/Photo+111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SY7mpyU_8kI/AAAAAAAABNc/zL-56epMfJ8/s320/Photo+111.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300427417020527170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SY7mp1C5oYI/AAAAAAAABNU/DcOQZX4oywc/s1600-h/Photo+106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SY7mp1C5oYI/AAAAAAAABNU/DcOQZX4oywc/s320/Photo+106.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300427417749922178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SY7mphxH8OI/AAAAAAAABNM/v5EOcAnLlkk/s1600-h/Photo+105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SY7mphxH8OI/AAAAAAAABNM/v5EOcAnLlkk/s320/Photo+105.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300427412575088866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Superwoman carrying a tiny wild monster. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SY7mpqAltNI/AAAAAAAABNE/6LwHFa0f8S8/s1600-h/Photo+104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SY7mpqAltNI/AAAAAAAABNE/6LwHFa0f8S8/s320/Photo+104.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300427414787437778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SY7mph1BMII/AAAAAAAABM8/46giSH7AO5Q/s1600-h/Photo+103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SY7mph1BMII/AAAAAAAABM8/46giSH7AO5Q/s320/Photo+103.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300427412591423618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SY7mah9LrLI/AAAAAAAABM0/4CofI_2cFo4/s1600-h/Photo+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SY7mah9LrLI/AAAAAAAABM0/4CofI_2cFo4/s320/Photo+102.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300427154927627442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SY7mauwjKvI/AAAAAAAABMs/_iYd5PDw40g/s1600-h/Photo+101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SY7mauwjKvI/AAAAAAAABMs/_iYd5PDw40g/s320/Photo+101.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300427158364302066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SY7maZPVInI/AAAAAAAABMk/5Nhg-GFWqv8/s1600-h/Photo+99.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SY7maZPVInI/AAAAAAAABMk/5Nhg-GFWqv8/s320/Photo+99.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300427152587825778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SY7maQEST_I/AAAAAAAABMc/pBMq06zAVHQ/s1600-h/Photo+98.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SY7maQEST_I/AAAAAAAABMc/pBMq06zAVHQ/s320/Photo+98.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300427150125584370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohyeah, UNGLAM FELINE LAAAA. Anyway is pampers so its alright :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SY7madbD62I/AAAAAAAABMU/mXpfLm2iMf0/s1600-h/Photo+97.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SY7madbD62I/AAAAAAAABMU/mXpfLm2iMf0/s320/Photo+97.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300427153710771042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SY7mILn1OOI/AAAAAAAABMM/G2p2IkKwV94/s1600-h/Photo+94.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SY7mILn1OOI/AAAAAAAABMM/G2p2IkKwV94/s320/Photo+94.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300426839694850274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SY7mIERsggI/AAAAAAAABME/yOtE7zOrjdY/s1600-h/Photo+92.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SY7mIERsggI/AAAAAAAABME/yOtE7zOrjdY/s320/Photo+92.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300426837722956290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SY7mII4VTfI/AAAAAAAABL8/kwUXT_zkrCM/s1600-h/Photo+90.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SY7mII4VTfI/AAAAAAAABL8/kwUXT_zkrCM/s320/Photo+90.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300426838958755314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look at my irritating father-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't you think he's... ZZZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SY7mH0nmQ1I/AAAAAAAABL0/CwWNNar4NRw/s1600-h/Photo+61.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SY7mH0nmQ1I/AAAAAAAABL0/CwWNNar4NRw/s320/Photo+61.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300426833519854418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SY7mH_qVoaI/AAAAAAAABLs/M1dxbaZyws8/s1600-h/Photo+60.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SY7mH_qVoaI/AAAAAAAABLs/M1dxbaZyws8/s320/Photo+60.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300426836484137378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SY7lafS7T3I/AAAAAAAABLk/nmtL7feyMt4/s1600-h/Photo+14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SY7lafS7T3I/AAAAAAAABLk/nmtL7feyMt4/s320/Photo+14.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300426054701895538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SY7laXBLwaI/AAAAAAAABLc/-Wy8-OOq8cU/s1600-h/Photo+74.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SY7laXBLwaI/AAAAAAAABLc/-Wy8-OOq8cU/s320/Photo+74.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300426052479992226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SY7laPF4ZfI/AAAAAAAABLM/ZLtl6C4u1ro/s1600-h/Photo+63.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SY7laPF4ZfI/AAAAAAAABLM/ZLtl6C4u1ro/s320/Photo+63.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300426050352211442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SY7laKJKj6I/AAAAAAAABLE/WJvXEruMZKI/s1600-h/Photo+62.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SY7laKJKj6I/AAAAAAAABLE/WJvXEruMZKI/s320/Photo+62.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300426049023807394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SY7k2SRomyI/AAAAAAAABKk/Xp63nPxxYJI/s1600-h/Photo+36.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SY7k2SRomyI/AAAAAAAABKk/Xp63nPxxYJI/s320/Photo+36.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300425432731523874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SY7k2G_5YkI/AAAAAAAABKc/6mODrZkxjiU/s1600-h/Photo+26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SY7k2G_5YkI/AAAAAAAABKc/6mODrZkxjiU/s320/Photo+26.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300425429704335938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SY7kVpbS_iI/AAAAAAAABKE/OPk7i1jIIMM/s1600-h/Photo+23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SY7kVpbS_iI/AAAAAAAABKE/OPk7i1jIIMM/s320/Photo+23.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300424872010382882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SY7kVRST0ZI/AAAAAAAABJ8/dujLrofRh4c/s1600-h/Photo+21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SY7kVRST0ZI/AAAAAAAABJ8/dujLrofRh4c/s320/Photo+21.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300424865530237330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SY7kVBRGipI/AAAAAAAABJ0/Zq0AwGcoQ00/s1600-h/Photo+19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SY7kVBRGipI/AAAAAAAABJ0/Zq0AwGcoQ00/s320/Photo+19.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300424861230205586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CNY IS ENDING, i end Pictures with 2 oranges! :D lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just watched the dance de show at channel U.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The dance grp MANIAC dance with that singer, TONGTONG OMG MY FAV SINGER :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tongtong is a dancer since young so she dance with that grp omg awesome loh (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; the elmo's grp, LOCKING. OMG highest mark lehhhhh! Awesome lor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5517280440751914055-3547072242084248089?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/3547072242084248089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/3547072242084248089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/02/please-dont-take-my-sunshine-away.html' title='EDITED.'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</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/_C1so2l6BhcE/SY7m7sV0V8I/AAAAAAAABNs/dzUtzlR3YBk/s72-c/DSC00191.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-1237629292576119091</id><published>2009-02-08T01:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T01:59:30.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile smile smile(: tsk.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SY3IWR8bbnI/AAAAAAAABI8/fW5hLCqmHws/s1600-h/nobody_was_there_by_hippychick7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SY3IWR8bbnI/AAAAAAAABI8/fW5hLCqmHws/s400/nobody_was_there_by_hippychick7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300112621584477810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nobody?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Arghhhhhhhh, chao smelly cheesepie :/ Chao cheese pie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fuck it -.- Suddenly.. Thought of some things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I felt like, i don't belong to my class. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone is so hardworking, everybody is so willing to chiong projects.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone is so willing to try. But.. Not me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not even fit to get into mgbd. Though yes i admit, i hate this course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever since i get into nyp, this course, my life change totally. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know i am not the only one, but seriously i think i am a total failure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When my computer dies, and that i can only do my animation in school with like 1 &amp;amp; the half day, i am not even willing to try to do that little bit. Maybe because i was like thinking, since i left only a few days and doing in school eh! I.. cannot make it one. I gaveup. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't even tried to do 1 sec. My computer dies just before i was about to TRY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am really useless lor, seeing my friends. I know some of them are not good at 3d too, but they are willing to try. I Remember the lecturers saying, the ones left in this course are those who are willing to try and make their very best, to the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Too bad, i admit i am really lousy like fuck. I know, even my mum said i changed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She said i am not like that in the past. Now, i am like a pig. F.PIG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, i admit. I really admit. I do admit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know why either. Like, i got no mood to even go to school now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i swear i did tried to drag myself to school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chao cheese pie, i am so 沒有用! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know too.. Even if i work hard for studio project, i will surely fail like fuck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But still, I must must wake up everyday on time for 3 wks for studio proj from next week morning to evening. Everyday. Dealing with softwares again? Sighs./&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Piece of shit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Assholes, KNN, shit, da bian, bloodyhells, blood brains, bitches, bastards, idiots, cheese pies, ji dans, anything bad i can discribe this proj(:&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/5517280440751914055-1237629292576119091?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/1237629292576119091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/1237629292576119091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/02/smile-smile-smile-tsk.html' title='Smile smile smile(: tsk.'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</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/_C1so2l6BhcE/SY3IWR8bbnI/AAAAAAAABI8/fW5hLCqmHws/s72-c/nobody_was_there_by_hippychick7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-3226932017272808411</id><published>2009-02-07T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T22:49:25.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A B C D E F G Idk what to say.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SY2dmjCipkI/AAAAAAAABI0/upfjh8eTF-g/s1600-h/Run_away_from_the_Past_by_SnnR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 272px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SY2dmjCipkI/AAAAAAAABI0/upfjh8eTF-g/s400/Run_away_from_the_Past_by_SnnR.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300065622051432002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Run away from the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wokeup at around 12plus, mummy they all suddenly say everybody is ready left me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are going to relatives house bai nian. So shocked!? I didn't know can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then they say my aunt they waiting downstairs? Wtf-.- So tired. Use chiong one lor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went 3 places today. I think? :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First we went to grandma's brother's house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then to aunt agnes house :D! HAHAHA, always never get to see her in the office. Only saw rene. Now cny visiting finally saw her. She asked if i have dance prac today, but no luh. Ahaha, &amp;amp; She said rene told her abt our performance those, etc. but she didn't get to see. Nvm la(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then went, another relative house. Children really make my day :D HAHAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohyeah then went home after that loh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dad drove my aunt and mum grandma they all to places. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While i and my uncle, and cousins they take cab. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But all meet at same places of course. Ohyuh, there's this cab, fucking smelly loh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to vomit when i just step into that cab -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not smelly, but the perfume smell -.- Yuck, I HATE PERFFUME LOR. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back home i was still abit giddy and feel like vomiting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Macham like just drink alot like that -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Arghhhhhhh.&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/5517280440751914055-3226932017272808411?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/3226932017272808411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/3226932017272808411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/02/b-c-d-e-f-g-idk-what-to-say.html' title='A B C D E F G Idk what to say.'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</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/_C1so2l6BhcE/SY2dmjCipkI/AAAAAAAABI0/upfjh8eTF-g/s72-c/Run_away_from_the_Past_by_SnnR.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-1371684527530992813</id><published>2009-02-06T22:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T01:37:56.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd post of the day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EDITED! SORRY PEOPLE I WONT BE ONLINE THESE DAYS. SORRY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My 3rd post of the day before my laptop must be keep.&lt;div&gt;Several reasons. Tsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Faint! @@ OMG :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SYxHK3eL0TI/AAAAAAAABIs/Lsg1-VKUPBk/s400/nat_ho.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299689113523048754" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA channel 8's show on 9pm is nice. (laughs).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But tht girl, dawn yeoh, omg they shoot the film at oschool. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She acted in the show as a hiphop dancer, but kind of weird to see dawn yeoh first time acting sucha character HAHAHA. Omg i like that show.&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/5517280440751914055-1371684527530992813?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/1371684527530992813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/1371684527530992813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/02/3rd-post-of-day.html' title='3rd post of the day.'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</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/_C1so2l6BhcE/SYxHK3eL0TI/AAAAAAAABIs/Lsg1-VKUPBk/s72-c/nat_ho.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-6461938484433797728</id><published>2009-02-06T18:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T19:02:12.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not online-ing.</title><content type='html'>I AM SO PISSED. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO FUCKING PISSED. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PISSED PISSED PISSED.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything just suck like hell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't wna care about everything now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't want ANYTHING. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just want myself to be happy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause, i am too tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To care about things around me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I AM JUST PISSED. OKAY!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GET IT? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BLOODY PISSED.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Idiot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Assholes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bitch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh anyway my laptop will be confiscated. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For many reasons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So i will not online either.&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/5517280440751914055-6461938484433797728?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/6461938484433797728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/6461938484433797728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-am-so-pissed.html' title='Not online-ing.'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-9217419576418542511</id><published>2009-02-06T13:29:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T14:06:50.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>READ my ghost story right below :/</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Did i mention i love these kind of dolls? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHAHA i have no idea why but i just love dolls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SYvL2RVejgI/AAAAAAAABIE/k0sF3RUnlis/s400/Dolls_by_ChaosTheory7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299553519758380546" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remembered there was once, it's shown in the tv. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They show how these kind of dolls are made in other countries. &amp;amp; You can like choose what faces those. &amp;amp; Buy clothes &amp;amp; etc. But i know it's super expensive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They look super real like human beings right! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway till now i still don't know which countries have these kinds of dolls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm gonna fly to that particular country. HAHAHAHAHA. Siao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think whoever can buy for me this kind of doll, i will hugggggggg that person like crazy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the past i remember, my 大姑 who lives in USA Los Angelas, she always come back with barbie dolls for me. That's why every year i am so ''qi dai'' she come back, awwww :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But now, of course i don't have any more barbie dolls cause my mum threw it all away ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually till now, i don't mind keeping barbie dolls still. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is not like i will play them everyday la, but keeping them is also... nice :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; I envy my coussie who is the same age as me in the past. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She always have lots and lots of barbie dolls. Not just barbie dolls but the whole set like living room and kitchens and even the food. &amp;amp; What's best is that the chicken will turn colour when you put cold water. OMG SO COOL RIGHT!? I know. Lol. Everything is like so damm real lor. She even have swing and the set of playground barbie dolls can play. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Z_______________________Z&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA i still think it's cool. When i still live in cck, sometimes i will go to the Kiddy palace to look at the barbie dolls :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohoh &amp;amp; I remember in the past when i have those barbie dolls but i don't have the things i want like bed &amp;amp; sofa those, i use something t replace. HAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I use tissue box to replace as their beds. But i will put cloths above it. It look nicer in that way :/ lol. &amp;amp; Sofa, i got one fake sofa. LOL. There's those tissue cover box nice nice one, i have sofa one. So actually the barbie dolls still sitting on a... Tissue box. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My grandma loves to buy me dolls when i am very very young.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; BEST IS OH.... I THINK SOME PEOPLE WON'T BELIEVE ONE LOR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When i was young, I CARRY A PILLOW WITH A BLANKET AND MAKE IT SLEEP. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CAUSE I TREAT MY PILLOW AS SOME KIND OF DOLLS -.- &amp;amp; BLANKET TO COVER IT CAUSE PEOPLE WON'T KNOW IT'S NOT A DOLL -.- THEN I WIL MAKE IT 'SLEEP'-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Omg like very errie? BUT IT'S TRUE, I REALLY DID THAT WHEN I WAS SUPER SUPER YOUNG :/:/  THEN SOMEMORE I THINK IT'S SO FUN LOR. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CRAZY. SIAO ZAR BOH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My granmda super love dolls too. There was once when she &amp;amp; her sisters went to one shopping centre &amp;amp; saw those really super real de babies. Those new borned babies kind. WAHHH BUT SUPER REAL MAN. When my grandma brought me there too once i was so shocked. Gawwdddddddddddddd-.- THEN MY AHMA SAY SHE WANT TO BUY. THAT PLACE SELL LIKE SO EXPENSIVE LA. OMG. I forget the price but i know it's expensive. Super. Fucking expensive kind okay. When we went to anothe place, we saw something like that too and my grandma already prepared to buy then the person say they not selling out. It's just for BAI MEI only. Z______________________Z Omg i wonder what will happen if my grandma buy that. But anyway, my grandma is normal la :D she just love real dolls alot too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sounds abit crazy, i am like telling people how i play barbie dolls in the past-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When i am in secondary school, i used to buy this kind of keychains :D &amp;amp; I like weird weird stuffs like these too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SYvL2i34SPI/AAAAAAAABIk/NN4gp6cC400/s1600-h/ugly_dolls_by_darkVI0LET.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SYvL2i34SPI/AAAAAAAABIk/NN4gp6cC400/s400/ugly_dolls_by_darkVI0LET.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299553524466075890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I HAVE ONE STORY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look at this picture first...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SYvL2tDrNEI/AAAAAAAABIc/5uZYT4IrwEA/s1600-h/tear_away_the_layers_by_Missimogen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 113px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SYvL2tDrNEI/AAAAAAAABIc/5uZYT4IrwEA/s400/tear_away_the_layers_by_Missimogen.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299553527199904834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not story but.. Recently during the night when i was crossing the road to my cousin's block, i saw something in a lorry. -.- I am not sure if i was too tired or whatever la. But it's like i glance pass the lorry then i saw something like a human size and it's those russian dolls. Like the picture above. After that, i walked super fast X________X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This reminds me of something too....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once also during the night, i went to cousin house with my cousins. Then i don't know why too i just go look above, the 1st storey, Then i saw one girl in black sitting outside the window ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fucking hell la, i cannot see her face or whatever, i just know it's like whole thing black but i know that's a girl and is all black i cannot see clearly ): I Was so scared. When i tell my cousin to look back above, he say he saw nothing -.- ))))):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahhh, forget it, over already. Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;End of my barbie doll story (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5517280440751914055-9217419576418542511?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/9217419576418542511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/9217419576418542511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/02/read-it.html' title='READ my ghost story right below :/'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</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/_C1so2l6BhcE/SYvL2RVejgI/AAAAAAAABIE/k0sF3RUnlis/s72-c/Dolls_by_ChaosTheory7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-1786006220459105716</id><published>2009-02-05T21:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T21:26:48.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yummy Bakerzin :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LEFT 4 DEAD&lt;/span&gt; .____.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SYrnPdVU9cI/AAAAAAAABHs/v2unB_QKlmU/s1600-h/logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 279px; height: 345px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SYrnPdVU9cI/AAAAAAAABHs/v2unB_QKlmU/s400/logo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299302164312946114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Left 4 dead, everyone in my class is playing this game. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; You can hear shoutings sometimes everywhere lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't play this game before though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My brother bought this game to install. My reaction was OMG -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went school, meet hazel for lunch at mac.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Passed daphne her clothes after that, so long already then i remember again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The clothes was when i overnight at her house to do our studio proj tgt and the next morning when we we need to go school, she lend me her clothes. I remember it was so funny then :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right daphne? :/ HAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meet sis &amp;amp; Went back home after that. Know that feline fall down from sofa &amp;amp; she haven't eat. Sis acc me to go buy hotdogs for her. Ghees, i was already so tired &amp;amp; Pissed off &amp;amp; Arghhhhh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohyahhh before i end this post, BAKERZIN ROCKKKKKK MAN :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHAHA really seriously the cakes &amp;amp; etc is damm nice and swit (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am done with this post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5517280440751914055-1786006220459105716?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/1786006220459105716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/1786006220459105716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/02/yummy-bakerzin-d.html' title='Yummy Bakerzin :D'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</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/_C1so2l6BhcE/SYrnPdVU9cI/AAAAAAAABHs/v2unB_QKlmU/s72-c/logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-6016970353152721559</id><published>2009-02-04T09:55:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T11:27:27.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TYPOGRAPHY.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;we need to do 4 emotions cards design.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SYkIxYW0-nI/AAAAAAAABHM/Des-L5239gI/s1600-h/ANGER.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SYkIxYW0-nI/AAAAAAAABHM/Des-L5239gI/s400/ANGER.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298776081022909042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SYkIxl52roI/AAAAAAAABHU/rdTSQJhrPCE/s400/Fear.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298776084659482242" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This 2 'r fugly :/ Ghees. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 154px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SYkKxKI5UyI/AAAAAAAABHk/DQDiaLs-ivA/s200/typo+sad.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298778276229632802" /&gt;  &lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 154px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SYkKxJJDSkI/AAAAAAAABHc/i3_mkTYK0mw/s200/HAPPY.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298778275961850434" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/5517280440751914055-6016970353152721559?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/6016970353152721559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/6016970353152721559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/02/typography.html' title='TYPOGRAPHY.'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</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/_C1so2l6BhcE/SYkIxYW0-nI/AAAAAAAABHM/Des-L5239gI/s72-c/ANGER.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-4568017785045332471</id><published>2009-02-04T09:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T10:13:16.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I HATE RAINY DAY. HAHAHAHA.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SYj1vZ7G3iI/AAAAAAAABG0/P6nlN6i-scw/s1600-h/Rain_by_Crossie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 262px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SYj1vZ7G3iI/AAAAAAAABG0/P6nlN6i-scw/s400/Rain_by_Crossie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298755156362845730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Random random. I hate rainy days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know why either i just don't like rainy days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If only singapore's weather is just nice, no rainy days, no hot weather. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It will be better if singapore have snow :D LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, end of my crap. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHAHAHA, siao :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think this sememster2 is my most 'suay' period.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everytime i wna do something abt projects and stuffs, something suay will happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just example; my laptop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything is gone as well as my typo schwrk when i go dumbdumb-accidentally lock my own laptop. I had to redo everything. &amp;amp; I lost all my data. I couldn't send to my lecturer keynotes &amp;amp; worst still, lecturers never answer my call. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went transfer file to my new harddisk, THENNNNNNNN...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My new harddisk not friendly to mac book. Okay fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday i wanted to do my 3d, my bro spoil our house computer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went cousin house to try install, cnnt even install. Omg can someone send me t bang the wall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, typography presentation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually quite few ppl forget t type in the font we used for the design.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I transfered my file already and went re edit them cause i wanted t type in the fonts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then i was the last one to go transfer. -.- But thing is in the end i didn't get to transfer my re edited files also cause i used wrong thumbdrive to pluck into lab's mac. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Within few days, can 'suay' till like that already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2009 doesn't seems to be a 'nice' year to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think i might fail my 3d module D: :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ghees.&lt;/span&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/5517280440751914055-4568017785045332471?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/4568017785045332471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/4568017785045332471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-hate-rainy-day-hahahaha.html' title='I HATE RAINY DAY. HAHAHAHA.'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</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/_C1so2l6BhcE/SYj1vZ7G3iI/AAAAAAAABG0/P6nlN6i-scw/s72-c/Rain_by_Crossie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-1565608992587763639</id><published>2009-02-04T03:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T03:08:50.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lyrics.</title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHA.&lt;div&gt;Okay i didnt sleep yesterday, omg i still don't really feels tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cnnt do 3d. Only can do typo :D :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, i should move on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've decided!&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/5517280440751914055-1565608992587763639?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/1565608992587763639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/1565608992587763639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/02/good-night.html' title='Lyrics.'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-1791281966807919329</id><published>2009-02-03T10:36:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T02:41:48.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>edited5pm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Ponyo on the cliff by the sea :D&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;xoxo(L)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SYetwd0-7LI/AAAAAAAABGU/aopRrlYW4Y0/s1600-h/ponyo_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 330px; height: 374px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SYetwd0-7LI/AAAAAAAABGU/aopRrlYW4Y0/s400/ponyo_poster.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298394534776859826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ponyo ponyo; Super cute and nice show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girl of the day, in a sleepy mode.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 344px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SYeuPIpm-1I/AAAAAAAABGc/rpsvZuvH70o/s400/feline.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298395061667953490" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Funny;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she took a red pen and accidentally draw her own face. The maid helped her clean up, &amp;amp; feline ended up crying saying blood blood -.- lol. Cry non stop. She say blood, we say pen. Blood pen, blood pen. The worst thing is after the pen ink is on her face for so long, when the maid clean, she cries and said pain pain -.- LOL. Say blood already make me laugh like crazy, much less adding in the pain, ROFL -.- But seriously, she's really cute &amp;amp; she is something that can cheer me up(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where is the me who always get the top 1st position in class during sec sch?Where is the me who always don't wna lose to other people during sec sch?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where is the me who always have the motivation to study during sec sch?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No more now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; Bro spoil th house comp, 3d inside D: First is laptop now is comp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shitty shitty shitty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh did i mention, my mum bought me a hellokitty blanket :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Currently, i hate my hair. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, i will be tying it up, everytime! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I only had half of bowl of magi mee since morning, didn't have the appetite &amp;amp; i had stomachache now. Couldn't sleep for the whole last night. No idea why, i just don't felt tired at all but i felt like sleeping -.- Okay, crap. A fact hokay? Kay, end of story bye.&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/5517280440751914055-1791281966807919329?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/1791281966807919329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/1791281966807919329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/02/ponyo-on-cliff-by-sea-d.html' title='edited5pm.'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</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/_C1so2l6BhcE/SYetwd0-7LI/AAAAAAAABGU/aopRrlYW4Y0/s72-c/ponyo_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-1007549761304077237</id><published>2009-02-02T19:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T20:07:35.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>But i still hope.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SYbaAdEPAeI/AAAAAAAABF8/2Byu6RGE3_8/s1600-h/_make_me_fly_by_neoheaven.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 255px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SYbaAdEPAeI/AAAAAAAABF8/2Byu6RGE3_8/s400/_make_me_fly_by_neoheaven.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298161712985211362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am i selfish? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did i ask for much? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Slept for very long, wokeup nearly late for studio project(exam) briefing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Studio project tittle is DREAMS OF MY SIXTH BRAIN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Studio project sounds fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Went to see my niece.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Typo &amp;amp; 3d? How? How am i going to do finish these two properly within just 2 days?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Regret, accidentally lock my own laptop &amp;amp; now everything gone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Ms sherlyn, why can't you answer my phone? I just wna tell you i cnnt send you now &amp;amp; my harddisk cannot even tranfer th thing. Please answer will you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Down. Down. Down. &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/5517280440751914055-1007549761304077237?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/1007549761304077237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/1007549761304077237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/02/but-i-still-hope.html' title='But i still hope.'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</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/_C1so2l6BhcE/SYbaAdEPAeI/AAAAAAAABF8/2Byu6RGE3_8/s72-c/_make_me_fly_by_neoheaven.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-248472868190979551</id><published>2009-02-01T18:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T02:40:37.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell me why</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SYV2bDN9vtI/AAAAAAAABFg/lCwZEBYAd1E/s1600-h/memories_by_smile_d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 276px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SYV2bDN9vtI/AAAAAAAABFg/lCwZEBYAd1E/s400/memories_by_smile_d.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297770743763680978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know what to blog, my mood hasn't get better of my laptop thingy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know what to do.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just feel like sleeping and not wakeup. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5517280440751914055-248472868190979551?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/248472868190979551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/248472868190979551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/02/tell-me-why.html' title='Tell me why'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</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/_C1so2l6BhcE/SYV2bDN9vtI/AAAAAAAABFg/lCwZEBYAd1E/s72-c/memories_by_smile_d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-6975709840698488825</id><published>2009-02-01T17:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T17:12:25.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SYVnbHul2WI/AAAAAAAABFY/1bTm09rPk-c/s1600-h/I_Want_to_Fly_With_Rainbow_by_svghnsydn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SYVnbHul2WI/AAAAAAAABFY/1bTm09rPk-c/s400/I_Want_to_Fly_With_Rainbow_by_svghnsydn.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297754252299852130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Teach me, how to not feel like crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Teach me, how to fly. &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/5517280440751914055-6975709840698488825?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/6975709840698488825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/6975709840698488825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/02/one-day.html' title='One day.'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</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/_C1so2l6BhcE/SYVnbHul2WI/AAAAAAAABFY/1bTm09rPk-c/s72-c/I_Want_to_Fly_With_Rainbow_by_svghnsydn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-1343719962388447378</id><published>2009-01-31T19:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T20:00:13.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes, i am fucking doomed.&lt;div&gt;Installed the thing alrdy and so need to restore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything in my laptop gone. Even the softwares i need for doing schwrk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every single thing gone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am doomed, seriously. I feel like banging wall now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My typo hwrk i did, all gone. Die. Someone, send me t heaven now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5517280440751914055-1343719962388447378?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/1343719962388447378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/1343719962388447378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/01/yes-i-am-fucking-doomed.html' title=''/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-6232870382483995627</id><published>2009-01-31T16:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T02:45:32.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>!?!??!</title><content type='html'>I am fucking angry now.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, angry with myself. I accidentally locked my own laptop and now, couldnt get in alrdy. I went to weelock's place just now. I only have 2 choices, either i pay 150 bucks, the person will help me. Or i restore myself with the installation disc, but in both ways, all my data in laptop might be lost. I am also very sian diao, cause just now i wanted to find people to acc me t go weelock's place, i don't know where it is. Okay, now then i know it's super easy t find tht place. &amp;amp; Just now, couldn't find anyone t acc me. Most of the people were outside. In the end, my mum saw me very vex then she acc me there. On the way there and back, got naggings.&lt;br /&gt;I know it's my fault, but do you people think i hope my own laptop to get locked?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Now. if my datd are lost, i got t redo so many schwrk again. My bloody typo, &amp;amp; My integraded assignment 3's keynote, i ahve t send t ms sherlyn. Its the old concept though. But i was absent tht day. &amp;amp; so on, other schwrk. My harddisk spoil, thumbdrive nt enough space t transfer. Fuck all of these. Losing all my data will make me die okay?! Asshole.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5517280440751914055-6232870382483995627?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/6232870382483995627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/6232870382483995627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_31.html' title='!?!??!'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-4090560840657755507</id><published>2009-01-30T22:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T02:44:50.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OKAY HAPPY NEW YEAR TO ME, MY LAPTOP ACCIDENTALLY KANA LOCKED AND NOW I CANNOT USE IT AT ALL. GOD DAMM SHIT. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5517280440751914055-4090560840657755507?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/4090560840657755507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/4090560840657755507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/01/okay-happy-new-year-to-me-my-laptop.html' title=''/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-2290466027058785108</id><published>2009-01-30T17:56:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T11:16:18.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Our typography assignment, 4 E cards design.&lt;div&gt;We must choose each emotions, using adobe illustrator to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All alphaphets -.- There's 4 but i don't like the other 2 i did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SYkHcGZItHI/AAAAAAAABG8/7TLqJCekLYU/s1600-h/ANGER.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SYkHcGZItHI/AAAAAAAABG8/7TLqJCekLYU/s400/ANGER.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298774615911871602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SYkHcZ7KpQI/AAAAAAAABHE/dF_ONC4zAZc/s400/Fear.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298774621154878722" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Very not good i know :/ I am noob at illustrator too lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can say i am noob at softwares lol. &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/5517280440751914055-2290466027058785108?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/2290466027058785108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/2290466027058785108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/01/our-typography-assignment-4-e-cards.html' title=''/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</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/_C1so2l6BhcE/SYkHcGZItHI/AAAAAAAABG8/7TLqJCekLYU/s72-c/ANGER.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-1704662466639323503</id><published>2009-01-30T17:56:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T22:57:52.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe there's abother way.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SYLSioUv46I/AAAAAAAABFA/246r2UnUFxA/s1600-h/breathe_by_sibayak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297027604122952610" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SYLSioUv46I/AAAAAAAABFA/246r2UnUFxA/s320/breathe_by_sibayak.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Breathe for love tomorrow cause maybe there's another way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So darn boring now.  &lt;div&gt;I blogged just now but it all dissapeared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, nevermind i shall blog again since i am so bored now in class as my lesson ended super early just now. God damm, i forgot what i blogged just now :/ lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think i am abit crazy now .____.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, happy birthday to thomas! So many people's bday falls on jan and feb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5th april, quickly come okay, i wna be 18 soon :DDDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate being only 17, I hate being the only 17 -.-&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh adcon grp presentation about our po chai pills project just ended just now and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our grp got the first, we're the winner grp. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lecturer gave us free movie tickets for being the winner grp. Dope eh? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Took alot pics with guixin and randy when cher was talking :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later then i upload. I am frigging lazy now &amp;amp; Sch's connection is so losy. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so bored. Darn fcking bored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Asked so many people wether they're free or something. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But so many people are not free, or maybe they're not as slacking as i am :/ HAHAHA :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, i REALLY REALLY FORGET WHAT I BLOGGED JUST NOW ALRDY LA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gotta leave sch now t meet my aunt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Update again tonight (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why? What am i thinking now? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shouldn't even fucking think of that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or maybe i should say, I could think of that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just that, it shouldn't be like this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What am i talking, i don't even frigging know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just know, i really don't wna think of that cause it just spoils my mood totally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And i mean, TOTALLY. How it affected me so much &amp;amp; I hate myself for being like that. &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/5517280440751914055-1704662466639323503?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/1704662466639323503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/1704662466639323503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/01/breathe-for-love-tomorrow-cause-maybe.html' title='Maybe there&apos;s abother way.'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</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/_C1so2l6BhcE/SYLSioUv46I/AAAAAAAABFA/246r2UnUFxA/s72-c/breathe_by_sibayak.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-236297141441886402</id><published>2009-01-30T00:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T00:52:21.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Totally random.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SYHX34oWtjI/AAAAAAAABE4/cyad1A7Bhdw/s1600-h/i_really_hate_to_go___by_Buschibxo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SYHX34oWtjI/AAAAAAAABE4/cyad1A7Bhdw/s200/i_really_hate_to_go___by_Buschibxo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296751991858837042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It just suddenly came into my mind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remembered when i keep complaining to my mum, saying i dislike this course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the past, when i just got my o level results, i remembered i wanted to get into either SP or NAFA school (NanYang Academy Of Fine Arts). Before the results of lvl, I got the Direct Poly Admission for SP creative media design. I went through the interview and brought along my art works. Going through art tests and drawings SP gave me. I went nyp's interview too. &amp;amp; the interview gave me a phobia in getting into nyp. But in the end, SP accepted me. Not nyp. Means i got the dpa for sp's course and it also means, if my o lvl results ended up okay i can straight go study in sp. Howeverrrrrr, I failed my english. So, sp ''kick'' me out. I was thinking which sch should i go. &amp;amp; The most ''interesting thing'' is that, i remembered very clearly that before i leave nyp for the interview, i said one super nan ting hua.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;''I die also won't choose this stupid school''. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, that was what i said ): &amp;amp; Now? I got into this school -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before i get into nyp, i wanted to choose NAFA. Cause i really like the courses there very much. &amp;amp; Plus, my mum don't mind the expensive school fees there, what she say was, i go for what i like. Even if it's expensive, she pay for me. Super toucheddddd. But i didn't choose NAFA just because my relatives said there's no ''qian tu''. So i went for poly, and i forget why alrdy but nyp's courses was the first few i put. Maybe it's because i am moving soon tht time to near yck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till now actually, i don't know if i regret going into this school anot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes still, i will keep thinking why didn't i choose NAFA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think again, if i did not get into nyp, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would not have get into this course,  joined dance &amp;amp; make so many friends. I would not have know so many nice people in this school and would not have experience tht much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But maybe if i were in NAFA, everything would be different. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But who knows wht will happen?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know everyone is like encouraging me to study hard, i am forcing myself to study something, somehow i don't like. I am dissapointed with myself, i know i would dissapoint my mum for this semenster. I don't wna let my mum get sad over me, over me not putting in effort to study.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet, i can't force myself fully to study. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just wna say, ever since i am in poly, everything has changed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me, myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A drastic change in my life and myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IF you have known me well for many yrs, you people would know and easily can observe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5517280440751914055-236297141441886402?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/236297141441886402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/236297141441886402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/01/random.html' title='Random.'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</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/_C1so2l6BhcE/SYHX34oWtjI/AAAAAAAABE4/cyad1A7Bhdw/s72-c/i_really_hate_to_go___by_Buschibxo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-2413107104640685876</id><published>2009-01-29T20:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T21:42:51.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>edited, 9.40pm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SYGhCvsrn3I/AAAAAAAABEg/zgalOlfAV-I/s1600-h/Photo+89.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SYGhCvsrn3I/AAAAAAAABEg/zgalOlfAV-I/s320/Photo+89.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296691705300098930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My 3 Friends, Jasmine, Randy &amp;amp; Guixin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NAH! Look at this picture./ Why don't have me!? (Laughs).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rofl, they took this picture with my laptop when i was away finding 3d max lecturer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lol, even my hp also got their pics -.- Lol! Somemore, my wallpaper is guixin sleeping. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So funnnnnyyyyyyhhhhhsxz. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i am happy cause the wallpaper thingy made me laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; THATS THE ONLY THING THAT MAKE ME SMILE TODAY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some things happen in class today, and i felt seriously down, super. But it's all okay now alrdy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I Bloody hope my 2009 would be better(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, today is my first time going to find 3d max lecturer for so darn long. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Teaching me &amp;amp; Stuffs loh, very long. Like going 1 hour. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Honestly, i get it and understand some things but if i were to do it alone again i think i might not get 'em right @@. But ah, alright at least i went to approach teacher. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unlike last time, i am like always in my lala land dreaming. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess this time it's because i know i would sure be doomed if i don't pass these assignments. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I knw Mr david is nice, he's sucha rly nice 3d max lecturer. It's my wrong for not handing so many assignments. Mr david still helped our class to tell mr yt to lessen the time for our advertisement, else all of us will sure die doing the 60 seconds animation. So now, we only need to do 30 seconds. 30 seconds, it's a huge difference. But still i think many of us thanks mr david alot alot alot mannnszx.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Studio project briefting going to be out soon, but ms sherlyn told us whats our 'exam' (studio project) going to be about. Ohhh, first time i myself think this would be fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Laughs). Or maybe it's just the starting? :/ Okay, i shall not think so much alr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Typo hwrk still not yet finished. 3d advertisement, gawd... Have to fins all the sounds &amp;amp; stuffs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think tonight i might be dreaming about my 3d thingy-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The advertising PO CHAI PILLS, chinese medicine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grp work, the style frame i did. First time using PS to so styleframe :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SYGkgopBoAI/AAAAAAAABEo/2py1OoixyyQ/s320/frame02.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296695517336674306" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you can see, the bombing thing out is actually po chai pills. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The styleframe i did for one of our project grp work using photoshop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not rly good at photoshop and this is the first time i am doing styleframe using Adobe Ps:/ Okay i know it might sounds noob, oh okay it is NOOB :/ But because usually, i draw my styleframe although i know actually it cannot be drawn one luh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later going aunt house play banluck, super stress la. Must de-stress (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 142px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SYGyAeD1FQI/AAAAAAAABEw/o1xhaG4ndwI/s200/poster.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296710357903283458" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did the po chai poster using ps, lol. Laughing at myself*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, off to aunt house now.&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/5517280440751914055-2413107104640685876?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/2413107104640685876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/2413107104640685876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/01/school-is-getting-more-and-more.html' title='edited, 9.40pm'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</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/_C1so2l6BhcE/SYGhCvsrn3I/AAAAAAAABEg/zgalOlfAV-I/s72-c/Photo+89.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-7390910032294667089</id><published>2009-01-29T00:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T01:06:09.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SYCK9OxbwzI/AAAAAAAABEY/xVEfo3-Kg8Y/s1600-h/Gone_with_the_wind_by_ChrissieAlert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 189px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SYCK9OxbwzI/AAAAAAAABEY/xVEfo3-Kg8Y/s200/Gone_with_the_wind_by_ChrissieAlert.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296385946329793330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Run away, like you did before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahh, i am feeling a little sick now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my worst cny ever, in my whole life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having to think about schwrk, doing schwrk and all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why can't the sch just let us celebrate our cny haohao?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't they give us more holidays and breaks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am feeling so breatheless now. I hate school and studying. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I rather work, and earn money. Then studying, when all i have is stress. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not that i cannot take stress. No. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If its something i am interested, and i have lots of things t do, i don't mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, in my case is different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why do i still keep thinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess, i forced myself t think of something else...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp;, now, disaster. Don't know why. Don't know how. Don't know what t do anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Felt like, but couldn't. Felt like, don't know how. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I doubt people know, I doubt you know, i doubt i know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One thing, you sure wouldn't believe and people cannot believe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So long, ohh so long... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Inside my brain is just, mess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crap, if you don't understand what i am saying. Lol. It's okay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5517280440751914055-7390910032294667089?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/7390910032294667089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/7390910032294667089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/01/run-away-like-you-did-before-ahh-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</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/_C1so2l6BhcE/SYCK9OxbwzI/AAAAAAAABEY/xVEfo3-Kg8Y/s72-c/Gone_with_the_wind_by_ChrissieAlert.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-2814107883573151213</id><published>2009-01-28T20:56:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T23:49:11.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>edited. 11.48pm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SYBWKTFWzjI/AAAAAAAABEI/vzz9cOXSKrw/s1600-h/yiling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SYBWKTFWzjI/AAAAAAAABEI/vzz9cOXSKrw/s320/yiling.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296327896709123634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wokeup v late today, relatives are alrdy at my house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So cui, i wokeup with a very tired face to wish them -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then went aunt house, after that went to my gugu house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then went to aunt's their side duh relative house. (don't know them).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just follow them, laughs. Take ang bao :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Rolling on floor laughing). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Off to wash up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohyeah, played banluck with cousins and relative.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First time playing lehh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Won only 60 cents, okay alrdy for starters, hor? :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5517280440751914055-2814107883573151213?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/2814107883573151213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/2814107883573151213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-chinese-new-year-d-wokeup-v-late.html' title='edited. 11.48pm.'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</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/_C1so2l6BhcE/SYBWKTFWzjI/AAAAAAAABEI/vzz9cOXSKrw/s72-c/yiling.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-8635237482534144803</id><published>2009-01-27T23:40:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T20:56:03.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Edited./</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Omg, i am finally back in sg. Lol .___.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I don't feel like coming back to sg though, i love the weather there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I don't have the pictures in genting yet. Soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Went to the place where everyone shld be thr to wait for the bus to genting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Of course before that, check passport all that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Our bus reached at like 11pm. Late isn't it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Okay, but our bus IS supposed to reach at 11pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Met with aunties, uncles, cousins and all. Whole bus is all ours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;When we reached genting, is like only frigging 4am plus? -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Not enough sleep, slept less then 5 hrs mannnsx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Wth, all shops are not opened yet loh. Adults and we young ppl seperate! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;They hor, early in th morning jiu only drink kopi then go casino. Left we young ppl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;We don't know what t do man. We went mac to eat. &amp;amp; There were alot of us la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Then my dad is the only adult who is following us to mac before he go casino. He said he treat all of us. Woah, expensive. LOL. I was shocked when he said he wna treat all of us. Although is mac, but the price is still scary, to me. Okay but the mac big breakfast's egg sucks :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Taste like, ... lol i don't knw. It just taste super weird loh. &amp;amp; After i ate finish my big breakfast i then realise, we had this so called our breakfast? at 4am plus -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I drank 2 cups of tea, super thirsty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;All young ppl went walked around, go cui cui feng, then we went to the cafe something have a drink. I swear that day is fugging cold :/ Although very shuang, but th previous time i came here it's not that cold also! I was like wearing my own shirt, plus my jacket and plus i cover myself with my small hello kitty ''blanket'' but i was still like, shivering Z____Z&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;After, went walk round again, went arcade. My biao ge all are crazy, they keep playing and chionging the basketball one, then earn alot alot super lots of tht yellow tickets. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I rmb when they were playing another game, i and my sis were like...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Sleeping on the car game thing. Really sleeping. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;After tht we went meet with the adults to check in to hotel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;We waited for like, hrs. Yeah and my sis fall aslp again, this time is on my legs, lap. Woah my legs like numb la. I also fall aslp, in super unglam way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Went check in, bath-ed. Meet again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Lunch-ed, went play pool. Went arcade again. Went eat, and i forgot wht else more we did alr lol. But i rmb, We went bowling till 1pm plus am then went bath-ed and come out to chat and buy starbucks coffee, went cui feng again. Till 2am plus gng 3am, back to hotel room SLEEP (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Monday, wokeup so early for breakfast buffet. Walao :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;More earlier then when i wake up for school loh. Mummy came to our room to wake us up X___X Everytime, i am the first one to wake. My brother they still can sleep one leh, i must be the first one to wake and bath meh? Zzzzz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Okay nvm lol, anway the breakfast isn't nice, to me. So little things loh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Alot of my relatives still sleeping in hotel. Only like, my family and my aunt uncle went with us to eat. After that, we went walk walk, then there was this shop, the uncle helped ppl to draw their faces. WOAH I TELL YOU SUPER NICE LOH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I stand thr see him draw till don't feel like walking off, ahahhaa. &amp;amp; thn my cousins they like unhappy, sian sian like tht loh. I also a little not happy i admited at tht time only. Cause it's like, they go arcade, so long i also waited for them to play finish. Then now i like t see ppl draw, they say very long, they cnnt even wait. After i see finish, my biaoge still can ''happy alrdy?''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Frigging bu shuang. Z_____Z Then at tht time, my biao jie and her family coming t genting, reaching. She went pahang to visit her husband's family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I wanted to see feline one ): but then my cousins all going t play, so okay loh i follow also. Then, my sis and i went shopping. Wendy jie and my biao ges they all went dont know whr. We meeting after lunch with everybody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Adults went eat at those food courts, then we went marrybrown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Marrybrown sucks :/ Mac is much more nicer lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;After, Went walked around, my brother followed my biao ge to don't know where. We went find but cnnt find, call also cnnt. The line always cut off one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;We wanted to go take indoor rides, but in the end didn't lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Went find biao jie and feline, at the ferris wheel thr. HAHAHA, i miss feline :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;She's so cute in the ferris wheel. Went hotel room after tht.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Then keep acc-ing feling and my grandma. The rest went play and stuffs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I am tired and lazy. My sis and i slept for awhile first. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Then went meet them shopping with aunt all tht, i forget after tht what happen alr, i was tired and i dont feel like joining them alr. Guess they were like dissapointed with me also. Cause i don't wna go here and thr. But cus i was feeling quite tired. and my stomach not feeling well. So just went shopping with biaojie. After tht went back hotel room myself as she went casino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I slept again. LOL. Then wake, feeling so pukey-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;After tht, okay luh la. Went shop again LOL. I don't get bored shopping. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;After tht i think my dad played pool with cousins? Not sure too, only know at night they went bowling again but i didnt follow. I slept like 12plus alr lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Tuesday, funniest day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Alot of pictures, adults acting cute. LOL. ALOT. But as i said, i still dont have the pictures yet./ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Reached home very late, and ddnt bring laptop thr so hwrk all nt done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Our timing all delayed cause of many things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;GIDDY ):&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/5517280440751914055-8635237482534144803?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/8635237482534144803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/8635237482534144803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/01/back-from-genting.html' title='Edited./'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-2448457060497898995</id><published>2009-01-23T22:22:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T01:45:08.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The world is so small!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SXncPqF65gI/AAAAAAAABDs/xiSoZJNKuu8/s1600-h/feline.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 186px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SXncPqF65gI/AAAAAAAABDs/xiSoZJNKuu8/s200/feline.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294504998505997826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;My goddaughter(niece), getting more and more cuter :) Her fish mouth (laughs).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh i just had renioun dinner just now, back home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alot people together, lao yu shen :) Like mados. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I Just realised something! Tyson kor, his cousin is one guy from FB dance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That super tall guy call andee. I remember tht guy girl's styling v.nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know him though. I think th world's super small la :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; Tyson kor asked if i know one girl called cheryl? &amp;amp; Jonathan? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But idk who, lol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha, nvm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Young cousins. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SXna9Qyq_eI/AAAAAAAABDk/-0YGSXdxSUI/s320/cousins.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294503582965104098" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I won't say anything abt sch, don't even feel like. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, off to do typo. Tml night time going genting. Morning popo house :)&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/5517280440751914055-2448457060497898995?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/2448457060497898995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/2448457060497898995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/01/world-is-so-small.html' title='The world is so small!'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</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/_C1so2l6BhcE/SXncPqF65gI/AAAAAAAABDs/xiSoZJNKuu8/s72-c/feline.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-6891452728540719162</id><published>2009-01-23T02:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T02:30:09.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cause you don't know. I think you don't.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SXi5-GRRmoI/AAAAAAAABDE/H-ZPGmQeJok/s1600-h/FLy_by_meli_lolo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 132px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SXi5-GRRmoI/AAAAAAAABDE/H-ZPGmQeJok/s200/FLy_by_meli_lolo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294185838460115586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Move on, even if you can't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello, i couldn't go to sleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is wrong with me, ain't i always complaining that i am super tired? (Yawns).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, crap .___. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am like sooooo hungry now? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My stomach keeps on making funny noises lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am hungry till that extend that now i feel like puking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But hey, i ate my dinner just now luh what @___@! Ahhhh? Stop the noises.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's irritating. Rofl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, now then i know whats the meaning of ''ROFL''.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O-Ohhh NOOB./&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5517280440751914055-6891452728540719162?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/6891452728540719162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/6891452728540719162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/01/cause-you-dont-know-i-think-you-dont.html' title='Cause you don&apos;t know. I think you don&apos;t.'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</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/_C1so2l6BhcE/SXi5-GRRmoI/AAAAAAAABDE/H-ZPGmQeJok/s72-c/FLy_by_meli_lolo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-7357193882155406577</id><published>2009-01-22T23:30:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T00:18:28.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Edited./</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Replying t tags.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Serene&lt;/span&gt;; Sweet lohh :D You wna say like you isit. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mingiee&lt;/span&gt;; Woo arigato! :D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yingyi&lt;/span&gt;; Ahah, why. AH YI very nice ma :B  Ahyi ahyi!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zenglin&lt;/span&gt;: Okay, haha you grab then you view it everyday. Got me inside, can see eevryday :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NAT&lt;/span&gt;; I will try(: but i'm rly sick of my course loh. V.long nvr see you ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;; Haha okay, hao jie mei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Esthe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;; Precious, i will try. Rmb t update me of yr results of which sch :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;IS PRIDE REALLY THAT IMPORTANT? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so bloody hell tired. My eyes are fking itchy. &amp;amp; It's red. In fact, it itch for like more than 1 week already. I keep putting eye drops but it just don't work. Seeing doctor tml. Means, i am not presenting tml.  I stretch till my skin around eyes are so damm dry and when i put abit of foundation around my eyes only, can see super clearly that my skin is peeling. It is really peeling, and it's disgusting. So i didn't put for these days, and i look really shag. Ah but hack care already. Normally i will cover only my eye bags.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just rant about my project and presentation stuffs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; I deleted it all. That is why this post is edited./&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think if i were to really rant about school, one post is not even enough. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But anyway, school these days just really seriously sucks like fk. Okay, enough. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, niece came my house. Happy, get t see her. She become more and more smart! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Feline.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 97px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SXiUB6JlWbI/AAAAAAAABC8/T2D7lk-gVhA/s200/feline.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294144122484251058" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Get t talk t xuanyi today. Like so damm long since we last have a good talk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since sec sch i think, no i think is since lower sec :/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But hah, at last we have a good talk today (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Renuion dinner tml, and sat morning would go t popo house &amp;amp; night time, genting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not looking forward cause i have to bring my stupid laptop all th way t genting there t do my schoolwork. But at least i can leave sg and breathe fresh air for few days. Staying in sg, mgbd is killing me. Real hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- 2 packets of strawberry pocky a day makes me happy :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5517280440751914055-7357193882155406577?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/7357193882155406577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/7357193882155406577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/01/edited.html' title='Edited./'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</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/_C1so2l6BhcE/SXiUB6JlWbI/AAAAAAAABC8/T2D7lk-gVhA/s72-c/feline.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-3761975308440177548</id><published>2009-01-22T15:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T17:08:51.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sibeh Boring ._____.</title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHAHA. &lt;div&gt;I think i'm abit crazy now .___.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Took super alot pictures w/ guixin and randy js now while mr james was talking :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Upload when  get home, i am still in school. Gash.&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;Siao,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think my whole mind now is just of projects deadlines. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cnnt think of any other things now(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, anyway, Happy Birthday to Thomas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So many people's birthdays on jan and feb. Mine on april..... Ahhhhh seems v.long-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5thApril quickly come okay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O-Ohhhh, adcon project advertise on pochai pills.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our group got first! The winner. &amp;amp; We got free grp movie tickets from lecturer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Buying my harddisk soon, i need it for 3d and more other things :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lessons ended early, super. Don't know where to go. Boring. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, so siannnnnn. 3d integraded assignment quickly end soon please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;End luh, i would be super happy! &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/5517280440751914055-3761975308440177548?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/3761975308440177548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/3761975308440177548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/01/sibeh-boring.html' title='Sibeh Boring ._____.'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-3550054345073963081</id><published>2009-01-21T15:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T20:57:56.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>8,9,10JAN 2009 NYP openhouse :/</title><content type='html'>Finally gonna blog about 3 days openhouse now, 8, 9, 10 jan &amp;amp; i know it's super late t blog nw.&lt;div&gt;I Drag the pictures of me &amp;amp; daphne they all drag till all the way down till siao. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;FirstDay salsa &amp;amp; rumba.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Salsa girls, spot me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SW3xHwVmEtI/AAAAAAAAA7k/QxtiKfVJh-k/s320/A2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291150252767056594" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SW3xIMLUAjI/AAAAAAAAA78/r8ngjCgJzHQ/s320/A4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291150260240122418" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with rene.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With 3 guys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SW3xHsyuZeI/AAAAAAAAA7c/-m9w3CqV40w/s320/A1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291150251815495138" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SW3xIKsbNcI/AAAAAAAAA7s/JK17QJKnkQQ/s320/A3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291150259842135490" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that went back to e313 room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With grace &amp;amp; angelyn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SW3xIMijDiI/AAAAAAAAA70/NvCz5Xe-8Dg/s320/Forever.002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291150260337577506" style="cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the rumba...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SW3y6A-5koI/AAAAAAAAA8k/_rY_UrS79hQ/s320/5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291152215740355202" style="cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheryl in rumba costume :) pretty right. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SW34npEJV8I/AAAAAAAAA9U/UR2QvltvDvI/s320/with+daphne.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291158497152030658" style="cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me &amp;amp; daphnelove. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SW34ni_bUUI/AAAAAAAAA9c/ZgGWujohMfk/s320/w+ziting.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291158495521624386" style="cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me &amp;amp; Xuanyi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SW30z3dFb0I/AAAAAAAAA8s/XlqryyZ4dAw/s320/7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291154309126647618" style="cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheryl and xiansiang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SW3y5-8ZFPI/AAAAAAAAA8U/Yyjhd001E98/s320/4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291152215192966386" style="cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheryl, grace &amp;amp; alicia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SW39nzuD-TI/AAAAAAAAA98/hyWH3npatLY/s320/che+hrace.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291163997570332978" style="cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SW39oGWu0GI/AAAAAAAAA-E/4lttVeTzYBM/s320/peiru+and+angelyn.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291164002572750946" style="cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Senior angelyn &amp;amp; peiru.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SW3y54RBsDI/AAAAAAAAA8c/qBkpFIFVtDo/s320/6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291152213400465458" style="cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Venalie &amp;amp; cheryl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SW3y5hVGnFI/AAAAAAAAA8M/1eKEET7pfaQ/s320/3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291152207243549778" style="cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grace &amp;amp; Alicia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SW3y5UfgBaI/AAAAAAAAA8E/7rOMq4d8X_A/s320/2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291152203797497250" style="cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doreen &amp;amp; Cheryl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SW300SdCtSI/AAAAAAAAA80/6Que_XhnDkg/s320/8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291154316374226210" style="cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheryl, Doreen, Alicia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;*SecondDay Salsa &amp;amp; ChaCha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SW300vTot4I/AAAAAAAAA9E/3dqDEfq7rcc/s320/Forever.009.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291154324119402370" style="cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is what we wear for chacha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SW300UrLO4I/AAAAAAAAA88/XJsSWpnls4I/s320/Forever.005.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291154316970376066" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and angelyn. Candid shot of her :/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SW3008OhqQI/AAAAAAAAA9M/zainREqtT2A/s320/1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291154327587629314" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alicia, Cheryl &amp;amp; Grace. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think we practice at e313 after everything? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then around evening, went watch venalie's ''nyp has talent''. She got into the finalist. cheers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And she's performing gymnastics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gawd, i think i look very cui here.lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SW39lvT8XvI/AAAAAAAAA9k/v2TEorGREOg/s320/Forever.010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291163962027302642" style="cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;*ThirdDay Salsa chacha and rumba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Benji is super pro .____.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SW39nyqK5zI/AAAAAAAAA90/3gxVux5Tr3E/s320/njsvjfd.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291163997285574450" style="cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SW39m9K4GhI/AAAAAAAAA9s/YJLA0IzJEPw/s320/adh.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291163982927239698" style="cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SW4AQPrmhRI/AAAAAAAAA-M/Z8GUXuNizcM/s320/GetAttachment.aspx.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291166891294229778" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; Weilin, dance head. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SW4AQRdT2cI/AAAAAAAAA-U/T22q1QGJXqs/s320/dnsadcgsghmdg.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291166891771156930" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SW4AQhW7CVI/AAAAAAAAA-c/n_WoE-gTVeg/s320/sfdvgdsdghm.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291166896039332178" style="cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px; " /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Cheryl &amp;amp; doreen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SW4AQkM8ffI/AAAAAAAAA-k/aUy6Vo-giUo/s320/dwerg.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291166896802790898" style="cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; Doreen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SW4C_ljMURI/AAAAAAAAA-0/fyiChdir3W8/s320/GetAttachment%5B8%5D.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291169903641645330" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SW4AQ0aq0WI/AAAAAAAAA-s/nhYVNKBReYk/s320/vb916.tmp.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291166901155320162" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; mich darl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; sis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SW4C_kUc3qI/AAAAAAAAA-8/HduRVXu3hsM/s320/DSC05806.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291169903311380130" style="cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SW4C_x2x0RI/AAAAAAAAA_E/uJHvrQ0s6YA/s320/DSC05819.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291169906945020178" style="cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SW4DAFpsxHI/AAAAAAAAA_M/x8qeQK-uaXM/s320/DSC05823.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291169912258872434" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Campus superstar felicia chin they all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watched fb performance, i love their locking dance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SXbRL9WtigI/AAAAAAAABCU/XtGsojJ4cJ4/s320/DSC09000.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293648415399184898" style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SXbRMEWmrbI/AAAAAAAABCc/E-gORB9yZ-g/s320/DSC09001.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293648417277783474" style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daphne love! &amp;amp; Sharifah :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SXbRMcuPphI/AAAAAAAABCk/QETRYlYnyg8/s320/DSC09009.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293648423819388434" style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SXbR2NyXQbI/AAAAAAAABCs/e0UnmQxH3cA/s320/DSC09013.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293649141364638130" style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kuku edison :/ My face so LOL :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SXbRLhpHfCI/AAAAAAAABCE/-WO_4Z0Xxj0/s320/DSC08997.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293648407960189986" style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SXbRL_c2U7I/AAAAAAAABCM/Ab84WR8K_HM/s320/DSC08998.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293648415961797554" style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and daphne. &amp;amp; Sharifah and edison. kuku .___.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School sucks, have been busy with projects. Stress is what i know now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am totally lost. &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/5517280440751914055-3550054345073963081?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/3550054345073963081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/3550054345073963081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/01/8910jan-2009-nyp-openhouse.html' title='8,9,10JAN 2009 NYP openhouse :/'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</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/_C1so2l6BhcE/SW3xHwVmEtI/AAAAAAAAA7k/QxtiKfVJh-k/s72-c/A2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-6362380774248042980</id><published>2009-01-20T12:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T13:09:12.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahh Gheez.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SXVb72l1JEI/AAAAAAAABBU/2P7ql-qRqVY/s1600-h/chess_man_on_the_move_by_Pitrisek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SXVb72l1JEI/AAAAAAAABBU/2P7ql-qRqVY/s200/chess_man_on_the_move_by_Pitrisek.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293238020868482114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You gotta move.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Else you're losing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;With the pilling up of assignments and projects, who will feel great now? &lt;div&gt;Everything just seems so sucks now. Projects are like never ending. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though i am going to genting on this saturday night, i'm not at all happy now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mind is occupied and polluted with stupid ideas of the advertisement and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;deadlines&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tell me, who is not stress now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone in our class are like fugging vex now because of these assignments and projects. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Advertisements. 3D max. Motions motions motions, keep running in my head. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am afraid when  go genting, i will be dreaming of 3D max in the bus. OMFG -.- lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess when i am in genting, i will think of ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Singapore.......... then Nyp then.... MGBD then~ PROJECTS &amp;amp; ASSIGNMENTS ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Omg i don't want that to happen, but i have a strong feeling i will not really enjoy myself in genting. NoNo, i don't want to think of anything that have to do with MGBD when i am in genting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything that have to do with MGBD sucks :/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dance in evening, going sch first to find lecturer. Update agn at night (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5517280440751914055-6362380774248042980?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/6362380774248042980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/6362380774248042980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/01/ahh-gheez.html' title='Ahh Gheez.'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</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/_C1so2l6BhcE/SXVb72l1JEI/AAAAAAAABBU/2P7ql-qRqVY/s72-c/chess_man_on_the_move_by_Pitrisek.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-7221897202123458001</id><published>2009-01-19T23:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T23:49:24.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate walking home alone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Walking home alone, things are running through in my brain again and again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I couldn't stop thinking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No way i would be the 'nice girl' this time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People are like playing games with me, life is a game too i think? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am losing....&lt;/div&gt;Back home from dance in school.&lt;div&gt;Myyyyyy~ Mr gupson teach alot today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; It's kind of confusing? :/ O-ohhhmyyy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will try to remember and hopefully can recall ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes yes, i must. Tomorrow is the last day of dance cause there's EXAM BREAK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Super sianness, studio project coming after projects &amp;amp; fugging loads of assignments. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bloody hope this would end soon, AS FAST AS POSSIBLE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am bloody tired and sick of these projects. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am struggling till my brain cells are all killed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, i have no brain cells to think of anything now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to go draw my storyline already ): Shucks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/5517280440751914055-7221897202123458001?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/7221897202123458001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/7221897202123458001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-hate-walking-home-alone.html' title='I hate walking home alone.'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-2875130032234282303</id><published>2009-01-19T12:32:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T15:15:18.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uncountable things running through.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Changed blogskin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some links lost, if i didn't link you, tag me please :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I lost zenglin &amp;amp; suyee's links. I don't know if i've lost some others also. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gheezsx.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gotta go bath, dance in the evening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meeting angelyn first, my project! Ideas ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cannot imagine, by tml we have to handin and yet till now i havent start anything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is shucks. I am doomed. &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/5517280440751914055-2875130032234282303?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/2875130032234282303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/2875130032234282303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/01/uncountable-things-running-through.html' title='Uncountable things running through.'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-1150682293610980709</id><published>2009-01-18T22:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T12:32:55.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tired today, slept at around going 4am this morning? &lt;div&gt;Couldn't sleep cause of periods. Making me feeling super uncomfortable. Everywhere. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, mummy woke me up around 10 plus am ): Bringing me go facial. Super tired leh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, went facial, lol i happy like mad in my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause, the bed for me t lie is hello kitty bedsheet, laughs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's true. &amp;amp; i was so shocked. LOL. The previous time wasnt hello kitty leh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA. Okay, after facial, went home awhile then went church. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohyah, on the way back saw guixin &amp;amp; her mum -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everytime my cui face all they will see ): like coincidence, i will meet them, then...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My cui face, sleepy face, all also they MU NU kan dao alrdy. Tsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, church ppl asked us if we wanted to be Beptised. My mum say, soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went church for quite a long time already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually, i don't really want myself to be beptised. Idk why either. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just don't feel like, although today i was quite shocked w myself cause i felt so weird if i didn't go church. Like, will guilty-.- Aiyah don't know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, again after church went northpoint and search for papa's wallet with grandma and mummy too. Bro and sis wroking. Papa's wallet is BILLABONG can. Mine also not tht branded. Mine is even no brand one laughs.  Then i saw shoes, wah nice. &amp;amp; I saw wrongly the price-.- I see it as 10 bucks. But after trying and like i rly wna buy like tht, my mum saw, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's LESS 10 $ NOW. Means... LOL. AHAHA, its actually 50 bucks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now less 10 bucks, we paid it for 40-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually i can dont buy one, waste money. Just bec i see wrongly and dont know how say to tht person alrdy. Like so paiseh, try so many luh then say dont want lol,.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aftermath, went home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Niece came to my hse, omg miss her so much :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No pictures though. Been long since i go find her see her, although we stay super near.. Like 2 blocks away LOL. i've been lazy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, they went home, i doing project till siao now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Neveer do actually but just only ideas, all brains cells killed alrdy. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5517280440751914055-1150682293610980709?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/1150682293610980709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/1150682293610980709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/01/tired-today-slept-at-around-going-4am.html' title=''/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-7287221266894716734</id><published>2009-01-18T01:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T12:16:10.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Even Sis and bro are working, how about me? I want money too leh ):&lt;/div&gt;I am so interested in the Special effects makeup course in cosmoprof academy loh!&lt;div&gt;And the brides, hairstyles one! I WANT TO LEARN, ASSHOLE! :/ &amp;amp; I am so fugging addicted to almond biscuits (those selled during cny). My stomach's not feeling well just now yet i still continue eating those heaty biscuits :/ Projects, no progress. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5517280440751914055-7287221266894716734?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/7287221266894716734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/7287221266894716734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-am-so-interested-in-special-effects.html' title=''/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-7129939343820542324</id><published>2009-01-17T19:41:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T21:43:02.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Edited.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;My mood's better now after going out, shall blog something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;20 things you don't know about me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saw this at friend's blog, tagging anybody who sees this. I'm bored, so i decided to do :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think i saw this at quite a few people's blog. Lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I don't drink soft drinks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I eat ice whenever i have stomach upset-.- ( it's weird &amp;amp; stupid, i know).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I trust my guys friends more then girls friends .____.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. I've never had nose bleeding before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. I don't eat WHITE chocolate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. The first time i ever drop tears for a guy was around sec4 time. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. My grandma is a Nonya and my great grandma is a thai, thailand. Grandpa is malayisan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. I love charmy kitty besides hello kitty. (i don't think my friends know, they only know i love hello kitty.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. I don't do housework :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. I can use up to 1 whole roll of toilet roll during periods :/ Laughs :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. Although i often show no confidence in my dance, but i really really really love dance and my cca alot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. I am quite interested in hiphop too, esp locking &amp;amp; punking. Laughs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. I love those dance which need you to dance sexily~ Although i know i can't dance sexily and i'm not sexy at all~ But i really love sexy dance. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14. Although i like hello kitty, but i don't like pink~ In most of the things, i don't like them to be pink. Like clothes, tops shoes, necklaces &amp;amp; Stuffs, i don't like them to be pink~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. I don't wear heels except in dance. (dance heels are high). I ONLY WEAR HEELS DURING DANCE. LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16. I don't like real flowers. lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;17. I hate to be alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;18. I don't like people to be late, i don't like to wait. Although at times, i will ba late :/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19. Don't keep thinking i am very nice, cause i have very high limits thats why people haven't really see me angry before. My tolerance level can be super super high. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;20. I am afraid of death.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I AM DONE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, just now in the morning wasn't feeling v good. Don't know why either. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just felt depressed-.- Of alot of things. But i tried to keep quiet and relax so i will not flare up and chu qi on others. Went out w/ mummy and aunt then shop and bought quite a few things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohyah we went lot1 first before going kranji. Lot1 really changed alot (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway just now when i went back yishun, saw some people wearing the new yr funny hat lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like cai shen ye. Then got people talking, saying what get id caller phone free or something lol. Then my aunt said is, you must wear the funny thing and walk around, lol they will give you free phone. LOL, i was like telling my mum, i go wear walk around then go take free things. My mum say i siao alrdy. LOL. I say i very thick skinned one, i dare :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My aunt ask me go tell the person, you give me free Handphone, i confirm wear ah! Laughs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Funnyyyy. Ohyahhh, we took numbers from cai shen ye. LOL. My aunt was like so funny, go to cai shen ye rly take number, then i also follow. LOLOLOL. But we nvr go buy, no time, alot ppl for sure buying 4d. Tsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still don't really have mood to do my projects ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kay, bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5517280440751914055-7129939343820542324?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/7129939343820542324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/7129939343820542324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-moods-better-now-after-going-out.html' title='Edited.'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-535098691465193431</id><published>2009-01-17T12:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T12:37:31.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wokeup at 11+am. Nose super itchy, running nose is attacking me soon. Tired.&lt;div&gt;Oh, today not going to dance self prac. Nobody's going. Tsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahma told me we going this fashion later. w/ cousin &amp;amp; aunt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mummy told me she wants to go cck lot1 to shop cause it's been a long time since we went there after we moved house last yr. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, initially i and cousin going cwp ard afternoon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mum says she don't feel like going this fashion alr if she go cck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aunt says go this fashion must wait for cousin. Huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walao, what's all these, i very confused now. Then i go where? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not only going out is in my mind now, projects and stuffs all are running in my mind now. I am feeling very vex now, super vex and fuckedup. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I seriously don't feel like going anywhere now. My mood's not good now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God damm fuck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/5517280440751914055-535098691465193431?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/535098691465193431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/535098691465193431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/01/wokeup-at-11am.html' title=''/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-2953643002562987740</id><published>2009-01-16T23:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T12:41:14.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random.</title><content type='html'>Whoever who wants to try me, go ahead. &lt;div&gt;I don't give a damm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5517280440751914055-2953643002562987740?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/2953643002562987740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/2953643002562987740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/01/if-you-wna-fake-and-play-w-me-i-will.html' title='Random.'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-2578074535552415214</id><published>2009-01-16T21:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T22:48:15.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got a new project again, advertising the chinese medicine; 保濟丸.&lt;div&gt;I am feeling rather tired of projects &amp;amp; all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People who're KIND OF, SOMEHOW interested in this course, wouldn't understand how i feel now. The feeling of struggling is so NOT GOOD. But somehow today, suddenly i rly do something during 3d lesson. Feel like i must buckup now. However......... Do halfway, feeling abit pakcek. Rly felt myself being so fucking noob. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway after lessons &amp;amp; all, met up w/ angelyn. Just nice peiru also end lesson, both of them went club room. So they also acc me go cwp make my hp. Talked, chatted, walked around cwp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking at clothes, food! :D Woo. I eat &amp;amp; eat, nvr bring enough money. I thinked i own angelyn now, like around gng 10bucks alrdy, all on food. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Laughs, who is willing to acc me t cwp again tml? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My phone's beyond repair alrdy ); My falut la, my fault. Sigh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Off to bath, bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5517280440751914055-2578074535552415214?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/2578074535552415214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/2578074535552415214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/01/got-new-project-again-advertising.html' title=''/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-8027157027220171528</id><published>2009-01-15T23:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T23:36:20.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My heart is aching. Maybe, for no reason.</title><content type='html'>Lessons frigging boring today &amp;amp; I am super tired.&lt;div&gt;Shall not elaborate about boring modules &amp;amp; lessons. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After school which ends at 6pm, met up w/ angelyn to chat &amp;amp; have dinner at mac.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Didn't have appetite. Periods nearly killed me. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Didn't buy anything to eat, i just ate angelyn's 2 fries and i started to feel like puking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After awhile feeling better. Then lifang came transfer to angelyn the dance lesson's video. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Used my laptop, after affects cause they wna combine all the videos tgt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am a noob so lifang tried but then she didn't use after effects for quite long so she's abit confused too. Haha. Ended up, yan jiu till my laptop batt die. Auto off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then she went off to meet her boyf. I bought fries to eat, finally. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chat w/ angelyn awhile more then went home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still feeling very pukey when i reach home but still force myself to eat the food hazel &amp;amp; guixin leftover when they were outside eating during break. They couldn't finish. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Research the project awhile too just now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am forcing myself to research, really. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seems so hard, but no it's right, cause i ain't interested in this course. So must use force :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shouldn't force myself to be like this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shouldn't, no i cannot be like this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why must i force myself, why must people around me influenced me till this way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't want, but i've already fall in halfway and nobody is helping me out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5517280440751914055-8027157027220171528?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/8027157027220171528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/8027157027220171528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/01/lessons-frigging-boring-today-i-am.html' title='My heart is aching. Maybe, for no reason.'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-8999471760303818134</id><published>2009-01-15T11:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T11:23:49.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, i hate.</title><content type='html'>Having short narrative lesson now, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;frigging boring. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah, every modules all lessons are boring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No offence* but i &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; this course now. Really hate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate the things they ask us to do in this course. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm really tahan-ing now till feeling very irritated. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never did i not try to tahan but i really don't understand why we study all these and why must we do all these in this course. I'm not at all interested in the things in this course except photography. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What the hell? Of all the modules, everything, i am just interested in photography. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although i like photography, but the things they teach ain't rly interesting also ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know how to survive already in this course. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I knew i cannot survive, w/o any interest in this course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just don't know why, suddenly i hope that i can study those ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hairstyles, makeup special effects for body art those etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't feel like studying at all. I meant, i am interested in arts &amp;amp; design still.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Makeup those is also kind of arts. Esp bodyart. Interest me alot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, i saw on tv. There's this girl who is interested in makeup &amp;amp; stuffs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She went through interview &amp;amp; some test or exams to see if she can make it and join a company.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wah damm nice i see the things they do. the bodyart, i felt like drawing too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And guess what, hahaha in the end the girl get through &amp;amp; the company she's joining is COSMOPROF. AHAHAH, y'know, thats the company our dance people went to find our dance makeup stuffs. So cool loh. I told my mummy, it's so damm interesting :/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many of my friends said my arts look like something guys would do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like, people see my artwork they will think is a guy who drew those.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last time when i take art classes outside, art teacher also said that he liked my work, &amp;amp; it looks like something guy will draw &amp;amp; like. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh really, lol ahaha. My friends say, if can i could go design those tattoos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If only la, *dreaming*. I also want to learn those. &amp;amp; Manicures, drawing on people's nails.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think it's also some kind of art leh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't like my course, advertising.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HATE IT. &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/5517280440751914055-8999471760303818134?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/8999471760303818134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/8999471760303818134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/01/yes-i-hate.html' title='Yes, i hate.'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-8339482209562069847</id><published>2009-01-14T16:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T18:59:49.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Second post of the day. EDITEDDDD.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SW2mjXF2HPI/AAAAAAAAA7U/L7Zbi7yOVd4/s1600-h/Photo+51.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 152px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SW2mjXF2HPI/AAAAAAAAA7U/L7Zbi7yOVd4/s200/Photo+51.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291068263654366450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoho, saw this? Omg so happy. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ha. Ha. Ha. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;It's HelloKitty lehhhhhhhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Inside is full of sweets. It's given by my cousin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i have no idea why she gave too cause christmas is over luh what. Rofl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reminds me of yingyi, she loves hellokitty too. &amp;amp; Yuh, i still own her birthday present. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, i am still tired now~ I didn't sleep at all just now .___. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Couldn't sleep at all, periods. &amp;amp; Stomach was feeling so not well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was falling asleep alrdy but still cnnt really really go into my sleep~ ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So ended up, keep eating sweets and watching tv. Sighhh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I forget t say, i got tricked by hazel today-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damm, everytime people say what i also believe. I really got no brains. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wna hear? Okay, this is what happen. Hazel came to my sit talking t me first. Then she say why got strawberry smell. I said HUH? Then she say there's strawberry smell on my hands. I said HUH again. Is like where got, how isit possible got strawberry smell on my hands. I felt like very weird loh. Then she say don't believe you smell yr own hands. Then...I really went smell it &amp;amp; SHE SLAPPED MY HANDS! MEANS MY HAND PIAK MY OWN FACE LOR! Wth-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really no brains leh, like that also can believe. Dumb man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shouldn't be thinking this now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why am i thinking that now. It seems like people around me influenced me &amp;amp; 'forced' me to become like this now. I don't want, no i shoudn't be like this and thinking in this way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cannot, i don't want. Why. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5517280440751914055-8339482209562069847?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/8339482209562069847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/8339482209562069847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/01/second-post-of-day.html' title='Second post of the day. EDITEDDDD.'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</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/_C1so2l6BhcE/SW2mjXF2HPI/AAAAAAAAA7U/L7Zbi7yOVd4/s72-c/Photo+51.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-996403903556363544</id><published>2009-01-14T13:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T17:36:57.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>* Lecturers, ain't any better.</title><content type='html'>Changed my display picture, i think i looked like some malay in tht picture. &lt;div&gt;That's a picture taken after our openhouse performance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reminding me, i haven't upload openhouse pictures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still havent recieve some. Neyway,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Morning nearly couldn't wakeup loh ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dragged myself out from bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gx did morning call me, but i keep texting back '5 more minutes, 5 more minutes'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But in the end i still wake. Forget it but i really did dragged myself to school loh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So god damm tired, really feel like continuing sleeping and not go to school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reach school, its always like that 8.30am lesson but lecturers were still not there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When they reached the class, they will be talking among themselves for like so damm bloody long like macham having some private conversation. I remembered the previous time they talked for like 1 hour. After tht telling us we had rest enough. C'mon, we didn't said we wna rest for ONE HOUR. Why are the lecturers always like that. They said they hate people who are late for lesson, no discipline. How about they themselves, i don't think they're early either. Worst still, reach class never teach lesson. They ownselves talk for so long then teach us a little things only. They're like so supper slack can. Don't say we students slack or whatever shit, they're already one themselves. And somemore, lesson 11.30pm end alrdy, they also never say anything. They just still continue talking among themselves. What the hack la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can imagine, lesson frm 8.30am to 11.30am we only learned illustrator using the knife tool? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Asif theyre so good like that. I might as well don't go so early. Go so early, see them talk shit among themselves only. We sitting down there doing nothing, like a retard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really don't like some of the lecturers, the way they do things. Make me pissed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lessons ended, randy going to meet his friend, guixin also going to meet his friend, hazel don't know go where i forget luh. Daphne w/ her boyf later they having fb cca. Asked doreen, she having lessons still also. Her school havent end. Siannnnnnnnsxz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I super bored. No one acc me eat lunch. I asked daphne &amp;amp; her bf t acc me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after eating, they going amk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saw konrad on the way out in koufu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blabla, then went home. I felt super bored &amp;amp; lonely suddenly. Friends all going out with other friends, else they confirm got plans one. I got no plans at all, like so no life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So early, i go home sure nothing to do. Suddenly don't feel like even seeing my niece.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like taking train, keep taking and taking till i felt like alighting then i alight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did that in the past but now my handphone cui alrdy, cnnt listen to music, take train so long also sian. I will die w/o music during rides. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really felt so like, sian. Saw so many couples, make me feel even more lonely &amp;amp; bored. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saw daphne &amp;amp; her bf so sweet make me feel so lonely too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not like i despo for someone to care for me luh, but is like auto will feel that way one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, anyway i am at home now alrdy, so tired. felt like sleeping but felt like watching tv too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I havent finish watching my vcd loh. tsk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/5517280440751914055-996403903556363544?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/996403903556363544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/996403903556363544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/01/lecturers-aint-any-better.html' title='* Lecturers, ain&apos;t any better.'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-1293957311458489831</id><published>2009-01-13T15:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T16:44:24.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I seriously wna bang th wall now leh, i'm dead meat now i think. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is not bec of we have assignment then i feel like dying. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is not. Shall say about what my assignment is all about first. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*This is still NOT our exam yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ms sherlyn just brief us on our intergraded assignment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We need to do a 1 minute clip to advertise one of the products(thr'r 4 products).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I min leh! WAPIANGGGG. last time i do seconds de alrdy wna die le loh -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Patek (watch)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-New balance (shoes)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Banyan tree (massgage)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-VW (car)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We can choose any series of product we wna advertise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The ''best'' thing is we need to use 3d MAX to do the motions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh fuck. Best man? Congrats to me. 3d max is my worst module. Fuck it, really. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But we can also use after effects to do some, as in the motions and all still must be in 3d max.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fuck fuck fuck. I don't know how to react now except saying fuck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It really pissed me off man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; We cannot advertise the thing like saying how good this product can be and stuffs. A 'NO'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We must use EMOTIONS to advertise. Wtf? I don't understand how.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the music used can only be jazz/ classical. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, fine i am seriously super pissed now. I don't know why either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just feel like i am dead in this course. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My 3d max really cannot make it, i don't know anything about 3d max. Only know the super basics things. Super super basics one. I don't like 3d. I really don't like. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have lots of homework of 3d not done. Logo animation, holidays assignment, normal days assignments some, all i didn't do at all. Say i jialat anot? Yuh, I AM. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just now daphne decided alrdy, she's gonna change to visual comm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AHHHH, this is my first choice you know you know?! OMG ): I also want that course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But tht time i didnt get into this choice, I was pused to this 5th choice MOTIONS GRAPHICS COURSE. Oh dammmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm..............it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Die alrdy die alrdy die alrdy, die, diiiiie.........DIE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wna change course ): so desperately. Ms sherlyn told daphne, JAE this week is the last week alrdy if you wna change. But wouldn't be wasting 1 yr? Aiyah i don't know. I only know, if need to waste 1 yr, most probably i wouldn't change cause i don't wna waste 1 yr. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i seriously cmi mannnn ): Like this assignment, i am not even interested or curious to know whats those products under those brands we have to advertise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not at all interested. Don't even need to say using 3d max -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, i am super vex now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People having exams now, we having assignment only, people end exams then i think it's our turn to have studio project? (our exams) in our school is called as only studio project.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A GOD DAMMMM BIG SUPER IMPT STUDIO PROJECT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God bless me -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye, i am gng t bath and off to dance in sch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5517280440751914055-1293957311458489831?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/1293957311458489831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/1293957311458489831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-seriously-wna-bang-th-wall-now-leh-im.html' title=''/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-7329128440575063326</id><published>2009-01-12T16:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T16:33:19.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gawd, i just remembered today is the day where o level students get their results.&lt;div&gt;Texted esther precious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Precious, don't feel upset over yr results already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you know that you tried your best then it's enough(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't get so unhappy already. It's over so now it's the time for you to think which school to get in or even appeal if you want or something(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remembered last time when i got my results i was also unhappy, cause i did badly and couldn't get into the course i want. I was pushed into a course, like my 5th choice? Shucks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually till now, i still regret not studying hard enough for my pure bio &amp;amp; english in the past. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But anyway, it's over so long ago already lol. Fancy me still thinking over it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am going off to bath &amp;amp; go sch for dance. Bye. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5517280440751914055-7329128440575063326?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/7329128440575063326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/7329128440575063326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/01/gawd-i-just-remembered-today-is-day.html' title=''/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-5455117521104887577</id><published>2009-01-12T11:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T12:40:24.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If i am a boy</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, i really don't understand what guys are thinking. &lt;div&gt;All the guys in this world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't even understand my own daddy and brother. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If only i am a boy for just one day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I WANT TO BLOG ABT OPENHSE! Sreams. But i don't have all the pictures still.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It feels so weird when i blog w/o all th pictures i wna get. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nvm, wait. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dance later in the evening, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ho, my pimples are still red after yesterday's facial. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah bye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5517280440751914055-5455117521104887577?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/5455117521104887577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/5455117521104887577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/01/if-i-am-boy.html' title='If i am a boy'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-6812517433504423695</id><published>2009-01-11T20:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T21:02:06.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suck a big time.</title><content type='html'>Oh My, It's not me who purposely go take away my chio blog layout skin i edited.&lt;div&gt;HAHA it sounds so buay hiao bai but but,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's true that my friends said the previous layout edited is nice. &amp;amp; the bground colour. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They say it's chio lor. &amp;amp; what did i do today?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just take off the pictures and wanted to try out some others i found and put it into ps my own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ended up, i couldn't upload any pictures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yah i guess blogger hates me now, keep changing and changing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ain't my fault, but it suck a big time really cause i couldn't upload la tsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, i wna blog about openhouse! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i really haven't got all the pictures so i don't wna blog first. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am still waiting, openhse pictures. Tskkkkkk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, went facial just now, &amp;amp; now my face pimples are red.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I swear it's really painful. Not facial that's pain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the girl went 'ji' my pimple, walao god damm pain siol! But no i am brave, so i didn't make any noise. I want my pimples to recover as soon as possible. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Worst was when the girl told me, yi dian dou bu tong de (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walao, she got problem anot. Is HEN TONG hao bu hao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not YI DIAN dou bu tong lor! At least at some other places if you do anything t yr face or something, the person will say a little pain bear w it if it's really pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, she ji my pimples is really SUPER TONG not a little also not pain can. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think seriously her brain got some problem, or she say wrongly lor. How can man -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the cold mask super cold &amp;amp; SHIOK! lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay. before new year when i go genting, mummy going to bring me go do again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I get hungry nowdays -.- &amp;amp; i eat alot. I keep eating &amp;amp; eating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohyahhh, i am super addicted to the almond cookie, brand 'lavender'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I keep eating &amp;amp; eating. BUT REALY HEN HAO CHI LEH )):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The moment i close the box &amp;amp; wanted to put back i open again to eat again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then i close, and open again. Sounds funny. But ah whatever,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I said it's really nice :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School again tml. During openhse, got performance, i got excuse letter for lessons whole day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Didnt had lesson for 3 days. &amp;amp; now tml i have lessons, it feels so weird. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yiling. Hates. School. &lt;/span&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/5517280440751914055-6812517433504423695?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/6812517433504423695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/6812517433504423695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/01/suck-big-time.html' title='Suck a big time.'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-3908427884562615941</id><published>2009-01-11T16:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T20:43:51.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Problem w/ uploading, editing my blog skinnn):</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;LEE YINGYI :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kay, i promised her i would dedicate a post to her in my blog :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SWmtpUzc-II/AAAAAAAAA6M/e67mXLd4p2Y/s1600-h/s320x240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 152px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SWmtpUzc-II/AAAAAAAAA6M/e67mXLd4p2Y/s200/s320x240.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289950162794117250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Firstly, I must say sorry to yingyi :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cannot believe i forget her birthday. I only remember it's in jan but i forget is on which date.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God damm, must slap myself already :/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She was like, clue-ing me already but i still don't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My gawd, sorry yingyi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, happybirthday to this girl. My siao zarboh partner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Must studyhard okay, &amp;amp; you can always text or call me whenever you have any problems[:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know you would. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ha. Ha. Ha. &lt;/span&gt;Just text me if you did miss me too, HAHAHA LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; You said you found back yr love in dance already yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So must jiayou in yr dance too, although i cannot help you in your dance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am sorry too if sometimes you said you felt lonely, &amp;amp; i cannot help anything cause i am not in regent anymore. Don't know how to console you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can tell me one okay if you're, &amp;amp; if you're feeling sian you can text me to see whether i am free. Sometimes i will be still free after school one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't mind going back lot1 awhile to talk t you. It's like since so long since we last meet each other cannnnnnnnnszx. We can buy mac flurry &amp;amp; bian walk bian talk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come nyp find me also no problem one! So, yeahhhh remember in mind :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just remember changyiling is here.... lol :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(50, 29, 2);  font-family:georgia;"&gt;''When you come to the end of your rope, tie a knot and hang on''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(50, 29, 2);"&gt;so .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Must jiayou in everything okayyy, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lastly, HAPPYBIRTHDAY YING YI &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5517280440751914055-3908427884562615941?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/3908427884562615941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/3908427884562615941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/01/lee-yingyi-d-kay-i-promised-her-i-would.html' title='Problem w/ uploading, editing my blog skinnn):'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</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/_C1so2l6BhcE/SWmtpUzc-II/AAAAAAAAA6M/e67mXLd4p2Y/s72-c/s320x240.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-4700759537312128112</id><published>2009-01-11T11:28:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T12:39:35.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Edited/</title><content type='html'>Hello all, openhouse ended yesterday. Welll, FUN. Really fun yesterday. Have lot of pictures wna upload. But most of them is not w/ me. Cause it's taken in friends cameras. Ahhh. I wna see pictures. Anyway yesterday, felicia chin &amp;amp; lee teng, campus superstar came too. &amp;amp; We performed 3 times because campus superstar haven't come at that time. Don't feel like blogging about yesterday cause i haven't got all the pictures yet, so yeah. Bye. &lt;div&gt;Not going church later, mummy going bring me do facial. Buh bbbbbbbbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway i will blog about YINGYI! (L) In next post kkkkks (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-i am not gonna drop a single tear because of you again anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's still th same though.... &amp;amp; I doubt you know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, you made me feel like a fool. Seriously, suck a big time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think i've been like a fool for sucha long time already. &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/5517280440751914055-4700759537312128112?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/4700759537312128112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/4700759537312128112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-all-openhouse-ended-yesterday.html' title='Edited/'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-739177539459922107</id><published>2009-01-09T21:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T21:27:37.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello. HEH today, danced chacha. My classmates all were like one bridge looking down, i so paiseh :/ Tml last day of nyp openhouse. 12.30 &amp;amp; 1.30 got our cca dances. First is salsa &amp;amp; rumba then salsa &amp;amp; chacha. Just now watched venalie gymnastics perform :D Pictures upload again next time buh, okay bye[:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5517280440751914055-739177539459922107?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/739177539459922107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/739177539459922107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-5250841044902643395</id><published>2009-01-08T23:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T23:33:56.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO! NYP OPENHOUSE 1st day today.&lt;div&gt;We had performance. Danced salsa today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think the salsa costume is nice &amp;amp; when everyone wear &amp;amp; take picture tgt, WOAH NICE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lol, but those pictures are in my friend's camera. So have to wait! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love those pictures alot lehhhh. I think like take till everyone so nice. :/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i will wait for those pictures. Currently, i only got pictures i took w/ My fb friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AHHH didnt take w sharifah. -.-):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only will upload2. I lazy today. Hahaha, damm tired. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 different cca and dances :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SWYXKEgRPzI/AAAAAAAAA5U/J6ldp_FayMQ/s320/GetAttachment.aspx.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288940274168446770" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SWYXJlL2J4I/AAAAAAAAA5M/A1gnGITX1vw/s320/egsswsef.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288940265761286018" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Left pic, Me &amp;amp; xuanyi :D (still not use to calling her xuanyi, always called her ziting :/)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right pic, Me &amp;amp; daphne love :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After performance, went eat. On the way back saw Mrjames!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gawd, he still can recongnise me despite of our heavy makeup. He was like tapping &amp;amp; wistlling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So funny, i didnt even saw Mr James la! &amp;amp; yet he can know it's me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After performance, rene was like saying salsa dancers can now go geylang stand, confirm got people come to us. LOL. Kidding uh, but yeah funny. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rehearsal at 4pm. Stayed in sch till 9+pm talk talk talk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went eat nasi lemak w/ doreen, home sweet home :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, didn't get to blog yesterday cause mum kept my laptop ._____.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, bye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tml, chacha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday, hope i can see my sec sch friend, michelle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&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/5517280440751914055-5250841044902643395?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/5250841044902643395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/5250841044902643395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-nyp-openhouse-1st-day-today.html' title=''/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</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/_C1so2l6BhcE/SWYXKEgRPzI/AAAAAAAAA5U/J6ldp_FayMQ/s72-c/GetAttachment.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-5752723887539345024</id><published>2009-01-07T13:17:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T16:07:51.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woah i must say typography lesson is really god damm bored.&lt;div&gt;My eyes is so tired now &amp;amp; i am having headache, all thanks to typo lesson. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I wokeup late today, class starts at 8.30am actually but i wokeup at 8.20am. Damm it, i wokeup &amp;amp; saw miss calls from guixin. She did morning call me BUT, MY HANDPHONE IS IN SILENT MODE -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I totally forget t change back the mode yesterday when i reached home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was tired yesterday, reach home just sleep already luh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I knew it, silent mode. Normally, if if i put my ringing tone, it would be super loud &amp;amp; noisy music. Just to make me wake. Blast my ears &amp;amp; make myself wake when people morning call me. I chiong to school today la, bath like 5 minutes only. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wore my sec sch polo tee &amp;amp; shorts and chiong to school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think i am so xia suay today. I walk so fast t sch &amp;amp; my legs nearly leave my shoes but i didn't care at all and i continue to walk. Because i was already late. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think people behind me sure say i crazy, wear shoes also never wear properly still continue walking -.- I was freaking scared typo lecturers will not give me attendance. Not even an hr. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So freaking scared because i kana once before already. &amp;amp; my typo attendance nt that good alrdy so i better not skip. I knew my attendance isn't that good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lol, i called randy ask him to keep updating me if teacher starts marking attendance alrdy anot, first time i think i am like so so so serious &amp;amp; afraid of being late -.- Then when i knew, teacher asked qinghe to mark attendance, i quickly ask him mark slowly! Luckily, not late today. Actually i was, but just in time for the attendance marking. Sigh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then went class, sat there doing nothing for 1 hour. Whole of 1 hour, that two lecturers were like talking among themselves. Wtf man. I chiong t sch till so jialat, then they doing nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, mr raymond then said. Rest enough alrdy, assignment time now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What rest siol, ownself didn't let us do leh then say what rest. He can just give us our assignment to do then we have at least more time right. Damm him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we have to do, woah boring work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have to find 10 typefaces under the 10 classifications of font he gave. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still have to write the designer, year, typeface, &amp;amp; applications. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think i can remember quite a number already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got OldStyle, Transitional, Modern, Slab serif, Humanist, Geographic, Decorative, Glyphid. Okay i think i spelled some wrongly. Now whenever i type, it reminds me of typo lesson-.- Fonts &amp;amp; stuffs. How to use fonts at which places, bla. Idiot man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But actually, it helps us to remember though. There's another assignment, impt one, last assignment for typo, dued right after new year. Wah really god damm siol, tsk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After typo class, went eat w/ randy &amp;amp; daphne. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back home, after that going school for dance openhouse mark steps &amp;amp; etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to watch my vcd already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5517280440751914055-5752723887539345024?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/5752723887539345024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/5752723887539345024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/01/woah-i-must-say-typography-lesson-is.html' title=''/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-8602022598188958267</id><published>2009-01-07T00:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T00:28:46.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know, i just couldn't control already. &lt;div&gt;Yes, i feel so much better now. So much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes, it helps. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel so tired now, &amp;amp; it's easier for me to go to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But somehow, i still don't have the feel to go to sleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like staying up till morning, thinking everything again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everywhere everytime, randomly, it will just appear in my brain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How i wish i can control, if only i can. It just keep running in my brain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I couldn't even stop it, how t stop thinking? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can anyone tell me. I tried not t think so much about it, &amp;amp; it works. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How does it works, i take me so long, keep on distracting myself w/ other things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i am tired of doing this already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whenever i don't wna think of it, it just keep appearing in my brain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really don't know what t do already, i felt like i am more &amp;amp; more evil now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I slowly can't be bothered w/ it already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But if only you see this, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; do you know what i am thinking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why does it seems like, people have forgotten already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wna say so much things to you, but just don't know where to start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So much, so much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so tired. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/5517280440751914055-8602022598188958267?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/8602022598188958267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/8602022598188958267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-dont-know-i-just-couldnt-control.html' title=''/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-7195122213536284453</id><published>2009-01-06T11:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T13:56:01.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am seriously in a bad mood now.&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling so super sian, sianness is like all around me now even inside me.&lt;br /&gt;3d max lesson ended at 12pm. Then 2pm ms sherlyn says she wna class t stay back.&lt;br /&gt;She probably wants to talk t us about our new intergraded assignment, shucks.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Please man, that's not our exam. Our exam is after that dumbass assignment.&lt;br /&gt;When's our studio project(exam)? What's isit going to be? Isit individual or what.&lt;br /&gt;Will i &lt;em&gt;die&lt;/em&gt; halfway through in that studio project? lol :/&lt;br /&gt;All these things keep running in my brain.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i thought class ends at 12pm today then i can go back home to sleep first that's why i didn't bring my dance stuffs along. Shucks. And now, i guess i have to just chiong back home later after that stupid brief on intergraded assignment. Have to see what time ms sherlyn will talk till. She 'd better talk faster loh -.-I wna go home bath &amp;amp; rest Z___Z&lt;br /&gt;Why can't she meet our class at 1pm? After our lunch break?&lt;br /&gt;Purposely waste 1 more hr of ours -.-&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp;amp; Daphne have no place to go after eating then went back class, so many bloody idiot people in our class. They not our class one eh &amp;amp; that's our class man! W/ sucha huge poster of our class, they blind isit? Still got face keep staring at us when we are blogging in our class.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, we're not doing work but this is our class eh! We wna do what also not their problem.&lt;br /&gt;Lecturers still say till like so good, having our own class.&lt;br /&gt;What the hell, imagine how you will feel when you wna go into your class but there's like so MANY REALLY ALOT other courses de people in our class. Same sch but diff course.&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling so tired now. So tired. I keep yawning non stop during 3dmax lesson.&lt;br /&gt;SIAN SIAAN SIANNNNNNNESS ):&lt;br /&gt;I wna change course. But mummy don't seems to allow now.&lt;br /&gt;Sighh. SHUCK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5517280440751914055-7195122213536284453?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/7195122213536284453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/7195122213536284453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-am-seriously-in-bad-mood-now.html' title=''/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-7777524809421885180</id><published>2009-01-06T11:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T11:07:02.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am in class now, &amp;amp; 3d lesson is really CANNOT MAKE IT.&lt;br /&gt;I admit half of it is bec i didn't pay attention.&lt;br /&gt;I really don't like 3d max -.- Ahduhhhhh, lesson quickly end.&lt;br /&gt;I wna go home watch my vcd, 舞動全城. Nice Nice.&lt;br /&gt;I think this show is really nice loh :D I have no idea why my mum said it ain't really interesting.&lt;br /&gt;Neyway, 3d max is plain bore man.&lt;br /&gt;Kuai dian endddddd! Wna go home, sleep &amp;amp; watch tv. Then go t sch for dance w/ venalie t prac earlier. My part2 partner work de steps blur siol.&lt;br /&gt;Okay Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5517280440751914055-7777524809421885180?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/7777524809421885180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/7777524809421885180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-am-in-class-now-3d-lesson-is-really.html' title=''/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-2249348801066434389</id><published>2009-01-06T03:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T03:23:28.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh wow, i feel like blogging now again.&lt;div&gt;Damm, i realised it's not like i got something to blog about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is just that i am freaking  bored and i have got nothing to do. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; I cannot sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's the main thing for me coming here to blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eh, how pathetic. I have nothing interesting to blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's super pathetic that i cannot go to sleep. Everytime. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's either, i am too tired that i can just fall asleep anywhere or i cannot sleep at all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, Or or, maybe sometimes it's that i am super tired but i just cannot go to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most of the time, i cannot go to sleep. Problematic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, i am starting to love the templates in blogger's itself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No blogskins anymore. Lol, i just don't know why. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always change my blogskin, and then after awhile i felt like it's so plain. &amp;amp; fugly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i like plain leh -.- Siao, i am shooting back myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uhhhhhhh, i really cannot go to sleep now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I. Need. To. Sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Else i will be thinking some things all over again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No way, it spoils my mood totally. I don't wna think about it again &amp;amp; again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thought of it &amp;amp; cried just now though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, Forget about it! Dammmmmmmmmmm, i shall rest on my bed now thinking what to blog.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suddenly, missing my secondary schoool friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Michelle, Nathasha, ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So long since i meetup w/ them again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think so. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I. Want. To. Sleep. Now. &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/5517280440751914055-2249348801066434389?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/2249348801066434389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/2249348801066434389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-wow-i-feel-like-blogging-now-again.html' title=''/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-2685865208157158383</id><published>2009-01-06T00:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T01:10:29.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dance in sch till 11pm just now.&lt;div&gt;Dissapointed, prac so hard for first part &amp;amp; hope i can dance that part1 -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet suddenly, instructor came out w/ part2 and i danced th part2 not 1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;somemore part2 is like, so little. &amp;amp; CONFUSING. So last minute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; i thinked i am more confused in part 2 then 1. Much Much Moreeeeeeee. WTH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Partner blur part2 just now, i also blur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, nevermind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went home, idk why suddenly felt like whole sky gonna fall onto me anytime. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If i know you're the one, i will make sure you pay double for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's more fair in this way, isn't it? (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can be nice to play with but there's a limit to everything(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whenever you feel like givingup, think about why did you held on so long in the first place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shouldn't have trust people too much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm having mixed feelings now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know what i am feeling now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Random things i wna rant in MY blog, so get off if you don't wish to read.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Didn't ask you to read in the first place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5517280440751914055-2685865208157158383?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/2685865208157158383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/2685865208157158383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/01/dance-in-sch-till-11pm-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-1501494115378454720</id><published>2009-01-05T14:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T15:22:44.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Edited.</title><content type='html'>Okay, i don't wna edit the fonts now alrdy. Rly super noob at blogger itself de templates. &lt;div&gt;Anyway, Going sch for dance in th evening. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watching tv now, buhhhbye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/5517280440751914055-1501494115378454720?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/1501494115378454720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/1501494115378454720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/01/am-editing-layout.html' title='Edited.'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-2762707495497602790</id><published>2009-01-05T00:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T13:26:05.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Oh changed my settings again, No reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just love changing &amp;amp; changing. The settings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Changed, Say byebye to blogskin. Now i am using templates from blogger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Getting sick of blogskins already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sounds super unhappy in my previous post. Anyway i deleted that post already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; yeah i am not gonna deny it's true that i am super down and upset now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think again, whats that for. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still feeling upset of alot of things but i shall force myself to look onto the bright side. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, yes i found out how to put my shoutmix in this template of blogger's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Asked serene how to put the links of friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At first i didn't even know how. Cause i have been using blogskins for dinosaur years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, juts now said i wna watch the show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till now, havent start a single disc. -.- I am gonna go rest awhile. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like watching tv now. So feel like. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, feeling tired at the same time. So tired. &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/5517280440751914055-2762707495497602790?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/2762707495497602790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/2762707495497602790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-changed-my-settings-again-no-reason.html' title=''/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-4781416127964227482</id><published>2009-01-04T17:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T19:36:20.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>★;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;HelloEarthlingszx , Sucha boring day today too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mummy woke me up at 11plus. Bathed, eat &amp;amp; went to church.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After church ends, went chong pang w/ grandma awhile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went home, ate dinner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, now then i know MY GRANDMA IS A NONYA! .____.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lol, how slow i am man. Okay, i wna go watch the vcd; 舞動全城.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 166px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SWCHlbePF9I/AAAAAAAAA2E/H80zwSNow9k/s200/1190130340.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287375039632447442" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Update again tonight, maybe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I somehow lost interest in blogging &amp;amp; Online-ing now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5517280440751914055-4781416127964227482?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/4781416127964227482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/4781416127964227482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_04.html' title='★;'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</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/_C1so2l6BhcE/SWCHlbePF9I/AAAAAAAAA2E/H80zwSNow9k/s72-c/1190130340.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-8573615782643741171</id><published>2009-01-04T02:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T02:18:17.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LACK INTELLIGENCE.</title><content type='html'>People says sometimes i trusted others too much. &lt;div&gt;I don't know why either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I admit sometimes i find myself so dumb in trusting people so easily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever people says, i believe them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I admit i am really very dumb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My brain is like got &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nothing inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even people act till like so fake, most of the people can see they're bluffing except me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know i am dumb. This is a big big example.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know from my mistake so many times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Big big examples. From these. But i find myself still very dumb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still can believe people very easily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why man? Whatever people say, i really believe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;worst still&lt;/span&gt; i think what they say is like &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so true&lt;/span&gt; when actually many people can already see that they're bluffing me and acting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I seriously need to learn to be clever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I lack intelligence. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; my brain's really got nothing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/5517280440751914055-8573615782643741171?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/8573615782643741171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/8573615782643741171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='I LACK INTELLIGENCE.'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-1959254800206441272</id><published>2009-01-03T23:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T00:53:19.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Idk why the hell i feel so tired nowadays.</title><content type='html'>Deleted the previous post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO :D&lt;br /&gt;Didn't blog yesterday cause i was again freaking tired. Actually i feel like sleeping now too :X&lt;br /&gt;Really tired &amp;amp; i feel so like sleeping so i fall asleep while talking to cheryl on msn ytd, sending pictures &amp;amp; stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;Shall blog on today &amp;amp; yesterday as well(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, went home bathed &amp;amp; stuffs &amp;amp; meet at yck w/ dance mates to fetch our dance president from beijing back to sg already at airport.&lt;br /&gt;Angelyn, Peiru, Cheryl, Timonthy, Victoria, Xiansiang, Samuel &amp;amp; me went there.&lt;br /&gt;Woah went there, wait for like more then 1 hour.&lt;br /&gt;Flight reach sg was like 7.45 but we waited till like gng 9pm. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Then we wanted to go Terminal1 to eat but then in the end we took skytrain to terminal3 to eat. lol.&lt;br /&gt;Dance president &amp;amp; his family was still at T1 eating.&lt;br /&gt;After which, our dance president come find us, talked and we went colour something, don't know what siol &amp;amp; i don't know how explain what we colour too anyway. I gave my colouring to angelyn lol!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; everybody went mrt, train-ed home.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, pictures &amp;amp; pictures.&lt;div&gt;Look at her, it's cherylleeeeeeeeeeeee lol. HAHAHA. Y'know she's abit crazy. LOLOLOL. Jk :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay i am super lame i know, don't need to say. Oh don't kill me after seeing this photo :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 148px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SV-UNySqupI/AAAAAAAAA18/yNe7j4RkIjU/s200/sdjf.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287107452115532434" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SV-T7lVHSJI/AAAAAAAAA08/vp7O1YB0Vpw/s200/asdfgekrgfhytrtefd.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287107139398486162" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SV-T7r0bCFI/AAAAAAAAA00/0O-z8j41Ua0/s200/adnfdmbgf.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287107141140416594" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SV-UM57nN6I/AAAAAAAAA1c/NVbyBFoPBBI/s200/llll.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287107436986447778" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 122px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SV-T7yWEaqI/AAAAAAAAA1M/AtqDWVGnPis/s200/jkhghjkgvjkl.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287107142892153506" /&gt;       &lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SV-T7pyd7CI/AAAAAAAAA1E/FWsea70AI6Q/s200/GetAttachment.aspx.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287107140595346466" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SV-T7yIINVI/AAAAAAAAA1U/54iXqcKoLRU/s200/kjhghkgvhjgvbhjk.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287107142833681746" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SV-UNqRRm9I/AAAAAAAAA10/Io1UsktHCdg/s200/njekhr.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287107449962208210" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SV-UNHL1ATI/AAAAAAAAA1k/D1oo03FfSxM/s200/ndfe.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287107440544121138" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SV-UNedBaBI/AAAAAAAAA1s/C0wihaLVb5s/s200/ndvfmrefgf.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287107446790252562" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;today.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Paiseh i don't know why even the words now is in underline form -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Went dance extra prac in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Oh woah i am really a pig. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Cheryl need to call me 3 times then i can really wake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Wth ehhh. So went dance. I was still in sleeping mode :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Dance &amp;amp; then went eat lunch, mac :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Azri gave us hear a ringtone SUPER DEEEEE FUNNY SIOL !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;After that we went meet venalie at bugis mrt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Search costumes. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; WOAH TODAY..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Search for very long. Trying &amp;amp; searching. Till the shops closes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;We went alot places. In the end realised, paya lebar then shopping centre woah rly alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Prices some can accept la, some really expensive lor. But it's nice though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;I don't know why today keep feel like ..... LOL. Stomach alot air. :/:/ Gawddddddddsxz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Home sweet home, tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;I wna sleep la ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/5517280440751914055-1959254800206441272?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/1959254800206441272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/1959254800206441272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/01/deleted-previous-post-alrdy.html' title='Idk why the hell i feel so tired nowadays.'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</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/_C1so2l6BhcE/SV-UNySqupI/AAAAAAAAA18/yNe7j4RkIjU/s72-c/sdjf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-1135446673059434702</id><published>2009-01-02T14:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T15:06:45.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost, nowhere to be.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SV2zyMHQWJI/AAAAAAAAA0o/EERYVWThehs/s1600-h/Lonely_by_beself.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 113px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SV2zyMHQWJI/AAAAAAAAA0o/EERYVWThehs/s200/Lonely_by_beself.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286579212429318290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I remembered when i believed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That i may find them in the trees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And if i climbed the brunches high,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That i may find them in the sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But at the top of my dismay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The clouds were still too far away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So then i ran along the breeze,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Which only led back to the trees,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My misplaced wings i never did find,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;For i grew up and left it behind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello, i am in class now &amp;amp; i am superbbbbbb BOREDDDDD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daphne and i are reading SUPERBBB interesting blogs :X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5517280440751914055-1135446673059434702?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/1135446673059434702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/1135446673059434702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/01/lost-nowhere-to-be.html' title='Lost, nowhere to be.'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</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/_C1so2l6BhcE/SV2zyMHQWJI/AAAAAAAAA0o/EERYVWThehs/s72-c/Lonely_by_beself.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-6404338232575938388</id><published>2009-01-01T12:37:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T23:58:48.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR 2009! A long post :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wooo, Happy New Year 2009 :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday back home like going 3am. Then was too tired to blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went esplanade, countdown, with my dance seniors and friends. But before that went other places first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went home straight K.O man. HAHAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yesterday;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; there were me, angelyn, peiru, xiansiang, victoria &amp;amp; timonthy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went orchard to meet angelyn first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was already late like by 30mins :/ Went there, we went to the lucky plaza de mac's? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah shld be lol! Then i bought a cake t eat &amp;amp; she read my 8days magazine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talk talk while waiting for peiru. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then peiru came find us. We went to cineleisure's xin wang's HK cafe to eat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eating halfway, Xian siang came find us. He had a hard time finding whr are we. Keep calling peiru &amp;amp; ask for directions lol, super funny la dey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohyuh, i think pastamania's baked rice us MUCH MORE NICER then hk cafe's one .____.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously lor, all of us think so too. It's super dissapointing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At first i thought it will be like, woah. In the end, really is Oh woah. Look nice but doesn't taste as nice as what we thought. That baked rice photos later :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are taken at Xin wang hk's cafe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway when at th cafe, we saw someone look super SUPER like benji-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were like woah that one look like benji, laughing all the way :x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then xian siang came, said eh that one look like benji. We were like, LOL!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SVzSSYmcBXI/AAAAAAAAAx0/TRJas91wJPc/s200/DSC00227.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286331275909268850" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SVzSSoPQVvI/AAAAAAAAAx8/_xYwfmzcipM/s200/DSC00062.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286331280107001586" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let you see one retarded photo of ours. But i think angelyn's one is cute. Is not ugly face lor! I said want ugly face leh. But why everyppl's ugly face is so cute one. Mine is like really ugly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SVzSS26yW0I/AAAAAAAAAyE/xA-UcFJl5bs/s200/DSC00226.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286331284047682370" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;look at my bucket teeth this is then ugly face -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha, want take a look at peiru's CANDID SHOT I TOOK :X ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess she won't strangle me. Anyway our fishball's busy telling xian siang the directions lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SVzSTGVeK5I/AAAAAAAAAyU/VlMHLLuZY7E/s200/Forever.007.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286331288186137490" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SVzTlPrcJQI/AAAAAAAAAyc/nB4LPdc29wo/s200/Forever.013.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286332699443471618" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha &amp;amp; this is angelyn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SVzYTsP3mrI/AAAAAAAAAzs/ZE5jT2dGmVg/s200/Forever.009.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286337895432952498" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SVzTlav9LHI/AAAAAAAAAyk/mqLMDz-qq9s/s200/DSC00064.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286332702415203442" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two different baked rice. one's seafood. another one's fish deh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay it does looks nice. Looks only lor, i think. No offence, my opinion :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SVzTl8XtIFI/AAAAAAAAAys/gMWoRdQnC_k/s200/DSC00065.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286332711440293970" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SVzTmQs3ncI/AAAAAAAAAy0/amocJNbmuuw/s200/DSC00067.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286332716897770946" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Left one is cheese, right one's seafood. It does got the woahhhh feeling.. but...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SVzWH4i0ZgI/AAAAAAAAAzk/uIolFZTTGUA/s200/Forever.005.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286335493551973890" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think there's too much mayonise inside &amp;amp; it seriously makes me wna puke leh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After i eat, i feel like womiting. cause of the mayoniseeeeeeeee &gt;&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; When it comes to seafood. Thought got sotong those. Angelyn thought tooo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But in the end inside it's full of crabmeat, fishcake &amp;amp; a litttttttttttle smal prawns. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't like crabmeat &amp;amp; fishcake leh omg la, i keep eating the rice only.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then after that th rice alot alot mayo makes me wna puke. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we order that person must wait for 20mins or what luh i thought how nice.. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SVzWGRSeZzI/AAAAAAAAAzE/1FR3qkxfsmY/s200/DSC00073.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286335465834571570" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then this, the fish one. The liao was okay but then th thing is the sauce sour sour de is not put evenly. Some places are like so sour, some parts of rice are like no wei dao -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seeeee, got evidence one lor. lol. white white rice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SVzWGmF7kRI/AAAAAAAAAzM/CI860PIVmE8/s200/DSC00076.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286335471419101458" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our drinks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, i am lame enough. Guess which one's mine? :x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, the mango ice they also say it's like very dilute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; ice lemon tea, first taste got the milk tea taste -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SVzWHnRSZTI/AAAAAAAAAzc/pkRX-8ALQ-w/s200/DSC00077.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286335488915039538" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SVzWHQZ_NfI/AAAAAAAAAzU/EskKI6SvRDE/s200/DSC00074.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286335482777515506" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The left pic;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh this. Lol. I get really pukey while eating so played w/ this :x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh sry god, i played w/ food :x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right pic;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Angelyn says i eat this enough alr. she gave me this. Zzzz. LOL HAHAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lol i know i am really lame. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SVzYTy6-7kI/AAAAAAAAAz0/SC7j7jEWDx8/s200/Forever.015.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286337897224400450" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After eating, we went walked around while at cine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then went out of cine, Stopped &amp;amp; talked very long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We don't know where should we go luh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peiru thought of gng st james powerhse at a later time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, lol i cannot go in also -.- Xian siang said go vivo city.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But that time it was quite late. We think shld be late by th time we go thr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we walked to a somesort like pub, wanted t go in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but think think again. never go in th end lol. So we went esplanade there. Woah really alot people. Macham like ants going to fight like that siol. LOLOLOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't really like very crowded places. Squuuuezeee with people. Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So wen went sit at a place can see fireworks one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talked &amp;amp; talked. Angelyn and i went to a place aft tht to talk cause we buay tahan the smoke smell people smoked! Woah so smelly lor. I bth one also.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, victoria reach &amp;amp; went find peiru &amp;amp; xs. So we went there too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talked talked &amp;amp; then sit down again at another place lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Awhile later, countdown. Fireworks was super nice.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SVzYUNWn4DI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Jf0K5Yz3KSI/s200/DSC00230.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286337904319651890" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SVzYUEtzW_I/AAAAAAAAA0E/RAMBBOAjBmo/s200/Forever.017.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286337902000954354" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saw minghong's blog got that fireworks video too wo. Nice. Can go his blog see :x LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was like calling friends to wish them happy new year hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watched finished, we had a hard time going out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause there were really alot of people. &amp;amp; ALOT OF BANGALAAAAAAS -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;really alot. Can see alot of hei ren. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Black people. lol. They were irritating man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause they keep shouting when they cnnt cross the road. There were guards. Few grps by few grps allowing ppl to go cross the road. too much people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The bangalas shout asif they're the only ones gonna cross the road leh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bunch of siaos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thought they what. &amp;amp; they keep whistling at people. &amp;amp; worst staring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know those type of staring, super irritating one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kan kan kan, kan what siol. Fireworks kan bu gou isit. Want kan other people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While waiting for the crowd to disperse &amp;amp; crossing th road. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I looked up, saw this lol. Okay lame i know too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i think it's nice. looks like star. somehow. somewhat. :X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SVzYUdGdHgI/AAAAAAAAA0M/H1uDpTSb5Vs/s200/Forever.018.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286337908546805250" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then finally when we cross the road, we still don't know where to go again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohyahhhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then then, we went to the pub DXO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We wanted to go in. But i was not allowed to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lololololololololszxxx.&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;/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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BLOODYHELL I AM ONLY 17.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seniors are like helping, saying, 2009 i can considered as 18 alrdy la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the person say cannot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Must see birthdate still.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BLOODYHELL, my birthday is in april lor-.- ZZZZ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Need so ZUN anot see birthdate somemore. Buy 4d also never so zun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we keep on saying, th person say maybe he can close one eye, he went ask another ppl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That person say CANNOT! What ltr something happen ah... blablabla. So.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cannot lor. Didn't went in zzzzzzzz. All of em are above 18. Except me ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We just sit outside the pub for quite some time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I called michelle to chat awhile. Was in sleeping mode alrdy by then :X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After some time, timonthy came. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we still sitting down don't know how.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause i felt like going back. But angelyn don't feel like going home, but if she acc me to mrt then she would feel like gng back alrdy also. Victoria is tired too but idk, think they all also feel like drinking but th thing is i cannot go in th pub lol. Then timonthy just reach not long if that time we just go back its like he come for nothing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After talk talk, peiru told me it's better t ask someone acc me back yishun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Casue it's like quite late. Some of them are gonna take cab back. But i'm not luh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So xs also mrt one so acc-ed me.  Suddenly, we all were like saying wait my birthday, very fast one.  Then i can go in alrdy. Countdown t my birthday :D:D:X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So went back, on th way to mrt, it was like so funny -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause i am a lu chi. Xs also something like tht ? Idk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We walked to mrt thr, asked someone, tht person say walked back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walked back, ask a person he say walked front.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walk front ask again tht person say NOR THERE THE MRT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ZZZZ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WE. ARE. SO. DUMB. CANNNNNN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walked t mrt thr, thought woah finally can go home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then? No mrt there alrdy. That station i think is marina bay? Or something&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we followed the crowd walked t cityhall mrt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Phew, finally. I Was sleeping in the mrt alrdy. Standing sleeping. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hell my eyes were like so damm dry laaaaaaa &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally reach home, i immediately K.O sleep man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually was smsing yanling darling till i fall alseep. SUPER DUPER TIRED.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think the next round i wont go thr luh la, so many bangalas walao -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yessssssss. After i wnt home, seniors they went drink till 3plusam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohyah saw vivian at mrt thr :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Today;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wokeup very late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My uncle operation went home rest luh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aunt all went see him, but cause i was still sleeping my family didn't go yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till i wake, then quickly bathed &amp;amp; went there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My aunt they all &amp;amp; us were at thr till 6plus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seankorkor drived us back to clementi mrt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then went home luhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, had some hard time checking something... asssssssssssss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nevermind, it's done now. Gonna watch my tv, my stomach super bloated now don't know why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I told my mum abt yesterday's, she too said tht pub is very strict one de. I cannot go in one.lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bye,&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/5517280440751914055-6404338232575938388?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/6404338232575938388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/6404338232575938388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year-2009.html' title='HAPPY NEW YEAR 2009! A long post :)'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</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/_C1so2l6BhcE/SVzSSYmcBXI/AAAAAAAAAx0/TRJas91wJPc/s72-c/DSC00227.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-5897616631918242176</id><published>2008-12-31T16:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T16:19:00.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LECTURERS SPOIL MY DAY ):</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What can i say? I just don't like most of th teachers in our school. They simply spoil my mood. Totally. Please. So what man? Lecturers big? Yah so means they don't have to set a good example? Being fkcing sarcastic, enough of it man. &amp;amp; Explain yr things properly la every lecturer. Asif is i listen wrongly. Enough man, suck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5517280440751914055-5897616631918242176?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/5897616631918242176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/5897616631918242176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2008/12/lecturers-spoil-my-day.html' title='LECTURERS SPOIL MY DAY ):'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-5425091990689066034</id><published>2008-12-30T23:32:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T10:50:42.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>很失敗.</title><content type='html'>Dance assessment. Only can blame myself. Couldn't even balance for th prep. My hand &amp;amp; everything is even worst. Im sucha failure man. i have no eyes to even see my results. I think a young kid can balance even more better then me, even an animal can balance better then me. The scene of me going to fall down from my prep keep running in my head. I look like a dumb idiot then i think. Feel like stiching my mouth now. &lt;div&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/5517280440751914055-5425091990689066034?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/5425091990689066034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/5425091990689066034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2008/12/theres-no-tittle.html' title='很失敗.'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-7034330444365625268</id><published>2008-12-30T15:46:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T16:10:56.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FIRST DAY IN SCH IS BORING .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SVnWoD7p_UI/AAAAAAAAAxY/Jw5RRam_FNI/s1600-h/Foreve.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SVnWoD7p_UI/AAAAAAAAAxY/Jw5RRam_FNI/s400/Foreve.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285491621434621250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;WOAH. RIGHT. ITS REALLY BIG IN REAL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, new classroom pics below in this post later :X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; GET PREPARED TO SEE WHAT RANDY GIVE FOR XMAS PRESENT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Hohoho. Gonna upload pictures &amp;amp; pictures. &lt;div&gt;Before pictures of my new classroom let you see my losy 3d work during lesson time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SVnS6Vi6U0I/AAAAAAAAAwg/7XVsN1PJy7g/s200/Forever.017.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285487537353806658" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha okay i know it's very lame -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;New classroom w/ a super big poster of our class -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SVnS5mkjYbI/AAAAAAAAAwA/20AGbwf5swY/s200/For.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285487524744225202" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SVnS6E3CxsI/AAAAAAAAAwY/Em95_0bRKoo/s200/Foreve.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285487532874843842" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That MGBD poster is real big one okay, anyway it's kind of sad cause some of the people in th poster dropped out of sch long ago. This picture was taken after our very first project ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SVnS5w_0UkI/AAAAAAAAAwI/61jN0-r17kM/s200/Forever.00.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285487527542936130" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SVnS6IVZtOI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/Y_YVeGD9-SY/s200/F.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285487533807482082" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of our works. Can spot mine? :D sry pic is v small .__.&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&gt;Are you prepared to see the best present i had ever recieved? :D LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall zoom in to the toilet roll for you people to see :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohyah neyway good that there's chocolate hohoho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SVnT_L0ZSzI/AAAAAAAAAww/Rf_oxfZlzzw/s200/Foreverloves.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285488720153758514" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zoom in :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SVnT-72u5-I/AAAAAAAAAwo/6FV_3QO6rAU/s200/Forever.005.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285488715868596194" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SVnT_YmDZzI/AAAAAAAAAw4/T_0VVFzDPwo/s200/Forever.007.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285488723583264562" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Randy is ALWAYS ADVERTISING HIS BLOG -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay now i advertise, randyys.blogspot.com GO READ GO READ lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The second pic, ''VERY HARD TO WRITE ON THIS YOU KNOW''.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha lol i laughed while seeing this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think i can write better (: lol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SVnT_RmEuTI/AAAAAAAAAxA/XWfIOU3vM0I/s200/Forever.008.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285488721704302898" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signature &amp;amp; 2 sweets sticking on it .___.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL! Lame. Okay la, CREATIVE :D LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cannot stop laughing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SVnT_5zaUNI/AAAAAAAAAxI/odQfb5kQXpw/s200/Forever.0v.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285488732497662162" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is given by jasmine (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohyah anyway, i didnt went for my cliques exchange present day cause i was having high fever that time and so yah i got randy's present. Super creative present.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still got chocolate so okay ahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i guess i won't go and use the toilet roll, i will just put it somewhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean, no one will go give toilet roll right! It's so, SHOCKING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was given by victoria(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Candle. Flower pattern, so sorry i didn't edit &amp;amp; my hp cam is losy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cannot see the pic properly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1so2l6BhcE/SVnWDcv0WoI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/pC8HuXgcLro/s200/Fore.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285490992440695426" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, byeeees. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dance assessment tonight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5517280440751914055-7034330444365625268?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/7034330444365625268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/7034330444365625268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2008/12/first-day-in-sch-is-boring.html' title='FIRST DAY IN SCH IS BORING .'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</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/_C1so2l6BhcE/SVnWoD7p_UI/AAAAAAAAAxY/Jw5RRam_FNI/s72-c/Foreve.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-3490202833548606862</id><published>2008-12-30T11:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T09:13:36.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So bored in class. Typography lesson now. &lt;br /&gt;I nearly couldn't wake for school today, was super tired.&lt;br /&gt;Guixin morning call me as usual, i keep texting her ''5 more minutes'', ''5 more minutes''......&lt;br /&gt;In the end, forget it i wake. &lt;br /&gt;Feeling so cold today in the morning, normally i won't feel it this way. &lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night, was also feeling cold. &lt;br /&gt;Today morning, super special i wear my jacket out, like going fall sick deh feeling. Is not in aircon room those kind of cold Z___Z&lt;br /&gt;Neywayyyy, &lt;br /&gt;Y'know, i hate wearing jacket the most cause i hate hot weathers. Seriously hate sweating. &lt;br /&gt;I really hate hot weathers alot alot, how i hope i am living in genting. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;OKay, back to class. &lt;br /&gt;I am pissed loh, everytime typo lesson. &lt;br /&gt;8.30am start, but that 2 lecturers would sure be there talking among themselves, like having some private conversation.&lt;br /&gt;Damm they lor. Lesson start at 8.30am eh, they there doing nothing wasting our time. &lt;br /&gt;I might as well don't come so early for school.&lt;br /&gt;The previous lesson, they waste like 1 hour letting us do nothing then asked us if we had rest enough. &lt;br /&gt;Somemore, the way they speak is in a sarcastic way. C'mon man, we didn't even say we wna rest. &lt;br /&gt;Want us rest, might as well also start the lesson at 8.30am sharp &amp; END EARLIER. Makes sense? -.-&lt;br /&gt;I seriously don't like some of the lecturers, the way they do things. Shucks like hell.&lt;br /&gt;Then now, i doing nothing. Blogging. &lt;br /&gt;They really very guo fen, that 2 typo lecturers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall not use the word hate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5517280440751914055-3490202833548606862?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/3490202833548606862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/3490202833548606862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-bored-in-class.html' title=''/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-389971017282314746</id><published>2008-12-30T11:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T11:41:26.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am in class now, 3d max lesson.&lt;br /&gt;Super sian-ness.&lt;br /&gt;Fave song currently, running in my brain now :D lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''Shopping for labels, shopping for love&lt;br /&gt;Manolo and Louis, it’s all I’m thinking of&lt;br /&gt;Shopping for labels, shopping for love&lt;br /&gt;Manolo and Louis, it’s all I’m thinking of&lt;br /&gt;I already know what my addiction is&lt;br /&gt;I be looking for labels, I ain’t looking for love''.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohyah before i forget, i will blog about randy's xmas present tonight. Plus pictures okay.&lt;br /&gt;Waittttttt.&lt;br /&gt;Woah, best present i have ever recieved -.- lol.&lt;br /&gt;Back to class, buhbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5517280440751914055-389971017282314746?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/389971017282314746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/389971017282314746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-am-in-class-now-3d-max-lesson.html' title=''/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-578232344214305332</id><published>2008-12-30T00:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T01:02:39.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>):</title><content type='html'>Why does it suddenly seems like a never ending for me. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5517280440751914055-578232344214305332?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/578232344214305332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/578232344214305332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='):'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5517280440751914055.post-8083325730918738994</id><published>2008-12-29T23:24:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T00:59:35.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TSK.</title><content type='html'>Damm, sch is starting tml.&lt;div&gt;Still lost in the forest of sch work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; Yes, i really didn't do anything during holidays regarding this course. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Except for the glamour photos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; anyway thanks to sis today(: Y'know, i know :D (L)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dance today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Omg, i stomach ache &amp;amp; really is what the hack.     ?!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's wrong w/ my stomach man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I fever also okay already, can't my body give me some peace. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Almost every night stomach ache, can i just change my body w/ some strong people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I danced the jive till i like seeing stars already, damm ): Wthhhh ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so afraid tht people wil think i don't feel like dancing, actually IS WAS NOT! IT WAS NOT ): Is js stupid gidyness. Yeah bt i know i sure wasnt th only one feeling giddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, Tml's dance assessment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay bye, i am feeling abit sick now. Zzzzzzz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nononononono way, awhile more it will be better. NO WAY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5517280440751914055-8083325730918738994?l=a--lifetime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/8083325730918738994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5517280440751914055/posts/default/8083325730918738994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a--lifetime.blogspot.com/2008/12/oh-damm.html' title='TSK.'/><author><name>CYILING.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13348873928778904878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
