<?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-35232180</id><updated>2011-04-22T13:35:18.300+08:00</updated><category term='Dyed hair'/><category term='Misery - Good Charlotte'/><category term='Church Camp 2007'/><title type='text'>Cliche'd.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>82</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-4557130258784423181</id><published>2007-08-18T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T20:31:08.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been posting in 7902357231589 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here I am. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K whatever. Went to Queensway with AGEK to make our shirt. Adidas. So pretty. Cost $30 though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met #. Emotion breakdown. Cried for more than 1/2 an hour. /: Ugly sight. Thanks for shoulder and comfort b. Sorry too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-4557130258784423181?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/4557130258784423181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=4557130258784423181' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/4557130258784423181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/4557130258784423181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2007/08/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-1884830377203836248</id><published>2007-06-15T02:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T03:06:17.544+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dyed hair'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's 2.50am now. I cant sleep yet cos the Photoshop download is super slow. Fwahs. /: Left about 30mins til finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, since I'm bored, I'll just blog about my DIY dye hair experience at home. No pics though, too messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cut out a hole in the middle of a newspaper and just 'wore' it to not dirty my shirt. There's some protective hair care thingy which you have to put. Have to add the hair colour into the moisturiser and SHAKE VIGOROUSLY. (: The smell is horrible. Have to wear gloves when you apply it to your hair if the colour will stain your nails. /: It's really makes your hair hard and I could like do a Mohawk with my hair. :D The conditioner doesnt smell as nice as the Garnier brand though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turned out pretty red. Quite fugly, cos it was too obvious. The colour takes a few days to wash out. Now it's better, not so red - more brown. I would like to get red or pink highlights, maybe during the December holidays. Hoho. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully the colour fades more and than I dont have to dye it black. But my hair was kinda reddish anyway. /:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-1884830377203836248?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/1884830377203836248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=1884830377203836248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/1884830377203836248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/1884830377203836248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-2.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-2741784769117391172</id><published>2007-06-14T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T22:31:23.968+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church Camp 2007'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I like can FINALLY log in to stupid dumb blogger. /: Thou blogger, why art dost you fail moi?&lt;br /&gt;Hoho. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, the most interesting thing so far was the AMKMC Church Camp 2007! Only Cherilyn, Grace, Janet, Joey, Kimberly, ShuXiang and TamMei [me also la] from FOG went. 8/20+ ): For photos, Janet's blog. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bunked with Cherilyn and Weijin, the usual threesome. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Rdzhbl0P9Q/RnEy9s62mpI/AAAAAAAAABM/Ow4takQxVT4/s1600-h/DSCN0367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075894290634676882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Rdzhbl0P9Q/RnEy9s62mpI/AAAAAAAAABM/Ow4takQxVT4/s320/DSCN0367.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weijin. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Rdzhbl0P9Q/RnEy9862mqI/AAAAAAAAABU/Hj67TVdnLk0/s1600-h/DSCN0370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075894294929644194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Rdzhbl0P9Q/RnEy9862mqI/AAAAAAAAABU/Hj67TVdnLk0/s320/DSCN0370.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cherilyn. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Rdzhbl0P9Q/RnEy9862mrI/AAAAAAAAABc/r3F9OSJOnVs/s1600-h/DSCN0372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075894294929644210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Rdzhbl0P9Q/RnEy9862mrI/AAAAAAAAABc/r3F9OSJOnVs/s320/DSCN0372.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The horny Cherilyn who pounces on people when their lying on the bed. Hoho. ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Rdzhbl0P9Q/RnFHgM62m8I/AAAAAAAAADk/WxjlwUnnf9g/s1600-h/DSC00478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075916873572719554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Rdzhbl0P9Q/RnFHgM62m8I/AAAAAAAAADk/WxjlwUnnf9g/s320/DSC00478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Camwhore : Weijin &amp;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Rdzhbl0P9Q/RnFHgc62m9I/AAAAAAAAADs/28uq4y7MB4c/s1600-h/DSC00482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075916877867686866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Rdzhbl0P9Q/RnFHgc62m9I/AAAAAAAAADs/28uq4y7MB4c/s320/DSC00482.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cherilyn &amp;amp;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Rdzhbl0P9Q/RnE_iM62mzI/AAAAAAAAACc/gu6EbzhwANo/s1600-h/DSCN0380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075908111839435570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Rdzhbl0P9Q/RnE_iM62mzI/AAAAAAAAACc/gu6EbzhwANo/s320/DSCN0380.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hotel lift lobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Rdzhbl0P9Q/RnEy-M62msI/AAAAAAAAABk/xqXvoYXrGFo/s1600-h/DSCN0383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075894299224611522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Rdzhbl0P9Q/RnEy-M62msI/AAAAAAAAABk/xqXvoYXrGFo/s320/DSCN0383.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pretty chandelier lights, lighting was bad. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Rdzhbl0P9Q/RnFCTM62m4I/AAAAAAAAADE/9mh0Tyee1Ow/s1600-h/DSCN0375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075911152676281218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Rdzhbl0P9Q/RnFCTM62m4I/AAAAAAAAADE/9mh0Tyee1Ow/s320/DSCN0375.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fruit baskets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Rdzhbl0P9Q/RnEy-M62mtI/AAAAAAAAABs/Ib4HqNGuLCw/s1600-h/DSCN0390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075894299224611538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Rdzhbl0P9Q/RnEy-M62mtI/AAAAAAAAABs/Ib4HqNGuLCw/s320/DSCN0390.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some plants and flowers along the road, with an extra women. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Rdzhbl0P9Q/RnE0v862muI/AAAAAAAAAB0/QR3hNYyT2pA/s1600-h/DSCN0394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075896253434731234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Rdzhbl0P9Q/RnE0v862muI/AAAAAAAAAB0/QR3hNYyT2pA/s320/DSCN0394.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Plants and flowers, again, at some Pasar Malam area thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Rdzhbl0P9Q/RnE_i862m3I/AAAAAAAAAC8/P-jwFu11Pqo/s1600-h/DSCN0393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075908124724337522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Rdzhbl0P9Q/RnE_i862m3I/AAAAAAAAAC8/P-jwFu11Pqo/s320/DSCN0393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pasar Malam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Rdzhbl0P9Q/RnE0wM62mvI/AAAAAAAAAB8/sv8wc0dZwTE/s1600-h/DSCN0395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075896257729698546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Rdzhbl0P9Q/RnE0wM62mvI/AAAAAAAAAB8/sv8wc0dZwTE/s320/DSCN0395.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many rickshaws with overwhelming bright flowers and blaring techno around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Rdzhbl0P9Q/RnFCTc62m5I/AAAAAAAAADM/m-6vsrV-YXo/s1600-h/DSCN0392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075911156971248530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Rdzhbl0P9Q/RnFCTc62m5I/AAAAAAAAADM/m-6vsrV-YXo/s320/DSCN0392.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fountain infront of Pasar Malam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Rdzhbl0P9Q/RnE0wc62myI/AAAAAAAAACU/3qEKHUGjbKA/s1600-h/DSCN0411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075896262024665890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Rdzhbl0P9Q/RnE0wc62myI/AAAAAAAAACU/3qEKHUGjbKA/s320/DSCN0411.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fountain at the roadside lol. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Rdzhbl0P9Q/RnE_ic62m0I/AAAAAAAAACk/REDkoQl5Tuo/s1600-h/DSCN0385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075908116134402882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Rdzhbl0P9Q/RnE_ic62m0I/AAAAAAAAACk/REDkoQl5Tuo/s320/DSCN0385.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Random, on the way to Mahkota.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Rdzhbl0P9Q/RnE_ic62m1I/AAAAAAAAACs/vGO44iSCh_o/s1600-h/DSCN0384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075908116134402898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Rdzhbl0P9Q/RnE_ic62m1I/AAAAAAAAACs/vGO44iSCh_o/s320/DSCN0384.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wonder why they cancel/slash the words?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Rdzhbl0P9Q/RnFCTc62m6I/AAAAAAAAADU/jc9vSTVYf0w/s1600-h/DSCN0400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075911156971248546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Rdzhbl0P9Q/RnFCTc62m6I/AAAAAAAAADU/jc9vSTVYf0w/s320/DSCN0400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Malacca police station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Rdzhbl0P9Q/RnE_is62m2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/xlEEiVZ5GqE/s1600-h/DSCN0391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075908120429370210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Rdzhbl0P9Q/RnE_is62m2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/xlEEiVZ5GqE/s320/DSCN0391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Plant again. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Rdzhbl0P9Q/RnE0wM62mwI/AAAAAAAAACE/cwyjDQDE2yM/s1600-h/DSCN0397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075896257729698562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Rdzhbl0P9Q/RnE0wM62mwI/AAAAAAAAACE/cwyjDQDE2yM/s320/DSCN0397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Roundabout, kinda cute with the directions in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Rdzhbl0P9Q/RnE0wM62mxI/AAAAAAAAACM/FLypT4B4IA0/s1600-h/DSCN0402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075896257729698578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Rdzhbl0P9Q/RnE0wM62mxI/AAAAAAAAACM/FLypT4B4IA0/s320/DSCN0402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Old train, opposite some heritage musuem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Rdzhbl0P9Q/RnFCTs62m7I/AAAAAAAAADc/Vgs3UnJOVEk/s1600-h/DSCN0416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075911161266215858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Rdzhbl0P9Q/RnFCTs62m7I/AAAAAAAAADc/Vgs3UnJOVEk/s320/DSCN0416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wood wall at Kenny Rogers. Full House has a similar wall, but the circles are squares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all for the camp. Oh, and I spent almost 300RM on shopping. x= Hehheh. But sorry AGEK, dint buy anything for you guys. ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the way back in the bus, 8 of us - Amos, Cherilyn, Janet, John, Julius, ShuXiang, Willy and me played Knockout Bridge. Fun! We should have a marathon sometime again soon. ;D Oh yeah, and on the last night, we - Cherilyn, Janet, ShuXiang and later Weijin, and me also, went to Jianmin+Julius' room to play Bridge. Janet and ShuXiang had to go at 2am+, I stopped at 4am+ ; super shag, and they went on until 6am+. Super mad and noisy la. But when Jianmin takes a break, the game will become super quiet. Haha. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K this is like a super long post since 726452780 years. ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cell camp from 15th-17th. Gna bring cards to play Bridge man. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-2741784769117391172?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/2741784769117391172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=2741784769117391172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/2741784769117391172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/2741784769117391172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-like-can-finally-log-in-to-stupid.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_6Rdzhbl0P9Q/RnEy9s62mpI/AAAAAAAAABM/Ow4takQxVT4/s72-c/DSCN0367.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-4372868110228488988</id><published>2007-06-02T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T20:31:11.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey, what's the big idea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo Mika.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, &lt;br /&gt;suckin' too hard on ya lollipop, &lt;br /&gt;oh love's gonna get ya down, &lt;br /&gt;I said, &lt;br /&gt;suckin' too hard on ya lollipop, &lt;br /&gt;oh love's gonna get ya down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suckin' too hard on ya lollipop, &lt;br /&gt;oh love's gonna get ya down, &lt;br /&gt;suckin' too hard on ya lollipop, &lt;br /&gt;oh love's gonna get ya down. &lt;br /&gt;Say love, say love, &lt;br /&gt;oh love's gonna get ya down. &lt;br /&gt;say love, say love, &lt;br /&gt;oh love's gonna get ya down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went walking with my mama one day, &lt;br /&gt;when she warned me what people say, &lt;br /&gt;"live your life until love is found, &lt;br /&gt;cuz love's gonna get you down." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Take a look at the girl next door, &lt;br /&gt;she's a player and a downright bore, &lt;br /&gt;Jesus loves her but she wants more, &lt;br /&gt;oh bad girls get you down."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singing, &lt;br /&gt;Sucking too hard on ya lollipop, &lt;br /&gt;oh love's gonna get ya down, &lt;br /&gt;sucking too hard on ya lollipop, &lt;br /&gt;oh love's gonna get ya down. &lt;br /&gt;Say love, say love, &lt;br /&gt;oh love's gonna get ya down. &lt;br /&gt;say love, say love, &lt;br /&gt;oh love's gonna get ya down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama told me what I should know, &lt;br /&gt;too much candy gonna rot your soul, &lt;br /&gt;if she loves you, let her go, &lt;br /&gt;cuz love only get's you down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at a boy like me, &lt;br /&gt;never stood on my own two feet, &lt;br /&gt;now I'm blue, as I can be, &lt;br /&gt;oh love come get me down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singing, &lt;br /&gt;suckin' too hard on ya lollipop, &lt;br /&gt;oh love's gonna get ya down, &lt;br /&gt;suckin' too hard on ya lollipop, &lt;br /&gt;oh love's gonna get ya down. &lt;br /&gt;Say love, say love, &lt;br /&gt;oh love's gonna get ya down. &lt;br /&gt;say love, say love, &lt;br /&gt;oh love's gonna get ya down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went walking with my mama one day, &lt;br /&gt;when she warned me what people say, &lt;br /&gt;live your life until love is found, &lt;br /&gt;or love's gonna get you down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singing, &lt;br /&gt;suckin' too hard on ya lollipop, &lt;br /&gt;oh love's gonna get ya down, &lt;br /&gt;suckin' too hard on ya lollipop, &lt;br /&gt;oh love's gonna get ya down. &lt;br /&gt;Say love (say love), say love (say love), &lt;br /&gt;oh love's gonna get ya down. &lt;br /&gt;say love (say love), say love (say love), &lt;br /&gt;oh love's gonna get ya down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama told me what I should know, &lt;br /&gt;too much candy gonna rot your soul, &lt;br /&gt;if she loves you, let her go, &lt;br /&gt;cuz love only get's you down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, whoa-oh, lollipop. &lt;br /&gt;Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, whoa-oh, lollipop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sucking too hard on ya lollipop, &lt;br /&gt;oh love's gonna get ya down, &lt;br /&gt;say, &lt;br /&gt;sucking too hard on ya lollipop, &lt;br /&gt;oh love's gonna get ya down (lollipop).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find this song catchy. Though it looks wrong. x:&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha. ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-4372868110228488988?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/4372868110228488988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=4372868110228488988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/4372868110228488988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/4372868110228488988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2007/06/hey-whats-big-idea-yo-mika.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-4296563053755946387</id><published>2007-05-30T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T01:32:45.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Rdzhbl0P9Q/RlxjYHviVPI/AAAAAAAAAA8/18SWwPwDer4/s1600-h/DSC00375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070036546558776562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Rdzhbl0P9Q/RlxjYHviVPI/AAAAAAAAAA8/18SWwPwDer4/s320/DSC00375.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kisses-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-4296563053755946387?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/4296563053755946387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=4296563053755946387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/4296563053755946387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/4296563053755946387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2007/05/kisses.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_6Rdzhbl0P9Q/RlxjYHviVPI/AAAAAAAAAA8/18SWwPwDer4/s72-c/DSC00375.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-85492766736964616</id><published>2007-05-28T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T18:58:21.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY belated BDAY KERRIE DEARRR! ;D&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the newspaper thingy and not going to the celebration. x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Pirates of the Carribean : At World's End today. Nicenice! But it was a friggin' three hours and it was freezing cold. /: Abit luan(4) at times but still, awesome! ;D The monkey was really cute. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottle of love - back. &gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-85492766736964616?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/85492766736964616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=85492766736964616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/85492766736964616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/85492766736964616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2007/05/happy-belated-bday-kerrie-dearrr-d.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-2702910040118892813</id><published>2007-05-27T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T13:55:37.728+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misery - Good Charlotte'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Take a look around&lt;br /&gt;Don't you see it&lt;br /&gt;See that you are the only real face in the room&lt;br /&gt;No one here has a clue what your feelin'&lt;br /&gt;Don't feel bad&lt;br /&gt;Keep your sadness alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at all these happy people&lt;br /&gt;Living their lives&lt;br /&gt;Look at all these plastic people&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing inside&lt;br /&gt;Look at all these shallow people&lt;br /&gt;Telling their lies&lt;br /&gt;Look at all these empty people, people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you know&lt;br /&gt;The Misery loves company&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I heard&lt;br /&gt;The Misery was looking for me&lt;br /&gt;Happiness, is a face that don't look good on me&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I heard&lt;br /&gt;The Misery comes looking for me&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, misery's my company&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, misery is looking for me&lt;br /&gt;Looking for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hands are up now&lt;br /&gt;Everybody see it&lt;br /&gt;Everybody’s movin’&lt;br /&gt;They program their feelings&lt;br /&gt;They're syncronizing,&lt;br /&gt;And criticizing&lt;br /&gt;Don't feel bad&lt;br /&gt;Keep your sadness alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at all these happy people&lt;br /&gt;Living their lives&lt;br /&gt;Look at all these plastic people&lt;br /&gt;They're dying inside&lt;br /&gt;Look at all these shallow people&lt;br /&gt;Telling their lies&lt;br /&gt;Look at all these empty people, people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know&lt;br /&gt;The misery loves company&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I heard&lt;br /&gt;The misery was looking for me&lt;br /&gt;Happiness, is a face that don't look good on me &lt;br /&gt;Yeah I heard&lt;br /&gt;The Misery comes looking for me&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, misery's my company&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, misery is looking for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know this misery loves me&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know this misery loves me&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know this misery loves me&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know this misery loves me&lt;br /&gt;Loves me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you're tired of runnin'&lt;br /&gt;You're tired of hurting&lt;br /&gt;You're tired of living in their lies&lt;br /&gt;You're tired of listening&lt;br /&gt;You're tired of hurting&lt;br /&gt;Keep your sadness alive, alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know&lt;br /&gt;The misery loves company&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I heard&lt;br /&gt;The misery was looking for me&lt;br /&gt;Happiness, is a face that don't look good on me&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I heard&lt;br /&gt;The misery comes looking for me&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know&lt;br /&gt;Misery loves company&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I heard&lt;br /&gt;The misery was looking for me&lt;br /&gt;Happiness,is a face that don't look good on me&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I heard&lt;br /&gt;The misery comes looking for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, misery's my company&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, misery is looking for me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-2702910040118892813?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/2702910040118892813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=2702910040118892813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/2702910040118892813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/2702910040118892813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2007/05/take-look-around-dont-you-see-it-see.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-9114634563782843345</id><published>2007-05-12T13:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T13:48:26.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Rdzhbl0P9Q/RkVQvi3rOLI/AAAAAAAAAA0/dmpMhkkYZqQ/s1600-h/Enclose+Me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063542133792389298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Rdzhbl0P9Q/RkVQvi3rOLI/AAAAAAAAAA0/dmpMhkkYZqQ/s320/Enclose+Me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took this with Atiqah's phone on Monday. Edited with the Sony Ericsson camera effect 'Painting' though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;070407-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;over and out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-9114634563782843345?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/9114634563782843345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=9114634563782843345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/9114634563782843345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/9114634563782843345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2007/05/took-this-with-atiqahs-phone-on-monday.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_6Rdzhbl0P9Q/RkVQvi3rOLI/AAAAAAAAAA0/dmpMhkkYZqQ/s72-c/Enclose+Me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-6329886842763843874</id><published>2007-05-12T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T13:23:57.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My blog has gone all mouldy. I just feel my life is kinda boring, so ranting about my day every would be annoying. So hence the absence of new posts. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to resume the aimless walks. Which aint happening now. ): And yeah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY FIRST &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and five days&lt;/span&gt;! lovelovelove. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thnks fr th mmrs, My Paper Heart, Keep Holding On, The River, What I've Done, Valentine's Day-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-6329886842763843874?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/6329886842763843874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=6329886842763843874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/6329886842763843874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/6329886842763843874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-blog-has-gone-all-mouldy.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-335434314598374226</id><published>2007-04-20T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T17:26:14.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dragonboat girls got 1st in Plate round! ;D Yayyay. Last year we had 2nd in Cup round though. Which is better la, cos Cup pro-er than Plate. But our timing beat the 4th - Springfield in timing so actually we can get 3rd in Cup round lor. But 1st sounds nicer. Haha. The guys got 4th in Plate round! Big improvement since they dint get anything last year. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mayflower should start a Dragonboat CCA la. I would have joined. ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-335434314598374226?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/335434314598374226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=335434314598374226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/335434314598374226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/335434314598374226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2007/04/dragonboat-girls-got-1st-in-plate-round.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-3802019363063110178</id><published>2007-04-11T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T22:21:23.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some asshole stole my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK YOU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-3802019363063110178?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/3802019363063110178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=3802019363063110178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/3802019363063110178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/3802019363063110178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2007/04/some-asshole-stole-my-phone.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-1251796215616313332</id><published>2007-04-08T09:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T10:01:26.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Good Friday combined FOG and boys cell party at TamMei's house. Ate yummy Choco Tree fondue, oily chicken wings and sausages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BDAY GWENNY-POO! Hope you liked your celebration. &lt;3loves! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found after manymany donkey years. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-1251796215616313332?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/1251796215616313332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=1251796215616313332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/1251796215616313332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/1251796215616313332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2007/04/good-friday-combined-fog-and-boys-cell.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-4116671001841264411</id><published>2007-04-04T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T18:47:53.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I dont understand why people go to certain extends of harming themselves to appear cool. Retarded, thinking what they are when they are ABSOLUTELY NOT. Sick. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PatsyGoh is such a shit. She screams in class whenever someone talks. When there's people wanting to see some people from our class, she's so rude and gives a fucked up face. Like what the fuck is her problem can. Interupt so what la. Just repeat again or something la. She buys more clothes now but she's still sticking to her precious track shoes. Blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard that coach will be resigning after C Girls'07 match. SENIOR wont want to play, PERSON follows. SOME SCHOOL called her and asked her to consider transferring to SOME SCHOOL cos they're 'VERY STRONG' next year. Well go ahead PERSON, leave us. Dont regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucked up. Trying to be nice but not.&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me for moodswings people.&lt;br /&gt;)':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I need love, comfort, a shelter, a light, a path.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Who would give me that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-4116671001841264411?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/4116671001841264411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=4116671001841264411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/4116671001841264411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/4116671001841264411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-dont-understand-why-people-go-to.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-6624259035955482062</id><published>2007-03-31T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T23:15:34.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know it was very long ago but my birthday celebrations were great! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10March - Saturday&lt;br /&gt;AGEK went out! To Bugis. Im so sorry that I was 30 minutes late. Haha. We took some pretty neos too. And I tried Drum Mania for the first time too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13March - Tuesday ,ACTUAL-&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Carine, Daniel, Eileen and myself [Haha.], I got a bag! Im so stupid la. Go buy th single digit one for what.  I could have asked for a double digit - 13 or 77 which is $79.90 instead of a single digit - 3 which is $99.90. Sorry people. ): Joshua, Muhammad, WenXiang, and XuanMing also went with us to Bugis, yeah again. You guys still havent bought my present eh. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met family for dinner at Toa Payoh, ate at Ichiban for dinner. Sashimi plate, fried toufu and unagi. Yum. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then go MRT meet Cherilyn and Weijin. Went Town area cos we thought we'd go play pool. The place was closing soon so we couldnt get a table. Travelled back to AMK but instead went Kbox. Very fun! But costs a bomb - $25. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a match with Anderson the next day and played like some SHIT. /:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-6624259035955482062?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/6624259035955482062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=6624259035955482062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/6624259035955482062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/6624259035955482062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-know-it-was-very-long-ago-but-my.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-848400516294016177</id><published>2007-03-31T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T22:48:19.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Rdzhbl0P9Q/Rg5zSvq98NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/7kNUwMgXYpg/s1600-h/Gravelly+loved.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048098998200430802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Rdzhbl0P9Q/Rg5zSvq98NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/7kNUwMgXYpg/s320/Gravelly+loved.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Rdzhbl0P9Q/Rg5zSvq98OI/AAAAAAAAAAU/YK74Cb3wIIw/s1600-h/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048098998200430818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Rdzhbl0P9Q/Rg5zSvq98OI/AAAAAAAAAAU/YK74Cb3wIIw/s320/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Rdzhbl0P9Q/Rg5zTPq98PI/AAAAAAAAAAc/75JkCezXErU/s1600-h/Mackeral.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048099006790365426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Rdzhbl0P9Q/Rg5zTPq98PI/AAAAAAAAAAc/75JkCezXErU/s320/Mackeral.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Rdzhbl0P9Q/Rg5zTfq98QI/AAAAAAAAAAk/uSvL4jZmjQE/s1600-h/Gloom+bloom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048099011085332738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Rdzhbl0P9Q/Rg5zTfq98QI/AAAAAAAAAAk/uSvL4jZmjQE/s320/Gloom+bloom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Rdzhbl0P9Q/Rg5zTvq98RI/AAAAAAAAAAs/5RYNixGKslc/s1600-h/Image000(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048099015380300050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Rdzhbl0P9Q/Rg5zTvq98RI/AAAAAAAAAAs/5RYNixGKslc/s320/Image000(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cell outing today! Cassandra, Grace, Janet, Lilin, Sherilyn, TamMei went East Coast Park. And I found out that I could take 76 to my AhMah's house. And also that 13 went to ECP. Haha. I dint get my clothes wet today cos I dint bring anything to change. But much burnt compared to them. /: Oh we forgot to bring Daisy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-848400516294016177?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/848400516294016177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=848400516294016177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/848400516294016177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/848400516294016177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2007/03/cell-outing-today-cassandra-grace-janet.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_6Rdzhbl0P9Q/Rg5zSvq98NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/7kNUwMgXYpg/s72-c/Gravelly+loved.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-6448042814085994157</id><published>2007-02-25T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T15:45:54.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Angbaos! Im so greedy. Heh. Went visiting with Fingerprints of God - Cassandra, Joy, Janet and Bernice's house. Ate alot! /: Pancakes, pizzas, chicken wings, otah cakes, and desserts. Indulge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I can get more angbaos before CNY ends as I only took 20% of the total. I NEED CASH! /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please intro jobs to me - I want to work during the March holidays. ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-6448042814085994157?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/6448042814085994157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=6448042814085994157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/6448042814085994157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/6448042814085994157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2007/02/angbaos-im-so-greedy.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-117163356112979562</id><published>2007-02-16T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T21:46:01.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Common Tests marks sucks. /: It's the Chinese New Year period! $D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-117163356112979562?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/117163356112979562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=117163356112979562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/117163356112979562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/117163356112979562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2007/02/common-tests-marks-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-117111023624236198</id><published>2007-02-10T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T21:49:26.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Who am I, that the Lord of all the earth&lt;br /&gt;Would care to know my name&lt;br /&gt;Would care to feel my hurt&lt;br /&gt;Who am I, that the bright and morning star&lt;br /&gt;Would choose to light the way&lt;br /&gt;For my ever wandering heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not because of who I am&lt;br /&gt;But because of what You've done&lt;br /&gt;Not because of what I've done&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a flower quickly fading&lt;br /&gt;Here today and gone tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;A wave tossed in the ocean&lt;br /&gt;A vapour in the wind&lt;br /&gt;Still You hear me when I'm calling&lt;br /&gt;Lord, You catch me when I'm falling&lt;br /&gt;And You've told me who I am&lt;br /&gt;I am Yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I, the eyes that see my sin&lt;br /&gt;Would look on me with love&lt;br /&gt;And watch me rise again&lt;br /&gt;Who am I, that the voice that calmed the sea&lt;br /&gt;Would call out through the rain&lt;br /&gt;And calm the storm in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Yours&lt;br /&gt;I am Yours&lt;br /&gt;Whom shall I fear&lt;br /&gt;Whom shall I fear&lt;br /&gt;I am Yours&lt;br /&gt;I am Yours&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-117111023624236198?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/117111023624236198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=117111023624236198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/117111023624236198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/117111023624236198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2007/02/who-am-i-that-lod-of-all-earth-would.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-117075802375400754</id><published>2007-02-06T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T18:33:43.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whee. I havent posted in a really, really, really long time eh. Blogging is getting boring. ): So yeah. It's common test week and Im like so not prepared! Finished English, Chinese, Mathematic and Literature already. Tomorrow will be History and Science and I havent started cramming up my brains yet. Test for what la? Only let teachers mark what. So free meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School life sucks la. Everyday the same thing. I'd rather we just have one teacher who teaches everything like in primary school. But my form teacher definately can be Supra and that wardrobe-malfunction fat-head Goh or it'll be HELL. Maybe teachers like Ms Ng, Ms Cheng, Mrs Thomas or some other nice 'chers. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had SL investiture today. Officially a Peer Leader. It isn't a very big deal. Have thought of quitting but then, at least can gain some points. The people are okay la, though some sucky ones like that fat white-shit Marcus duck-Quek. /: Super annoying guy. So act cool for what, cannot make it BIG TIME. Hah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-117075802375400754?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/117075802375400754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=117075802375400754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/117075802375400754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/117075802375400754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2007/02/whee.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-116937810022092310</id><published>2007-01-21T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T19:15:00.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*NOW*&lt;br /&gt;01. Is your hair wet?&lt;br /&gt;- Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02. Is your phone right by you?&lt;br /&gt;- Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03. Do you miss someone?&lt;br /&gt;- Nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04. Are you wearing chapstick?&lt;br /&gt;- Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05. Are you tired?&lt;br /&gt;- Very.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06. Are you excited?&lt;br /&gt;- Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07. Are you watching tv?&lt;br /&gt;- No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08. Are you wearing pajamas?&lt;br /&gt;- Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*HAVE YOU*&lt;br /&gt;01. Recently done anything you regret?&lt;br /&gt;- Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02. Ever lied?&lt;br /&gt;- You think? Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03. Ever stuck gum under a desk?&lt;br /&gt;- Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05. Ever tripped over your own feet?&lt;br /&gt;- Yeah. X=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*TODAY*&lt;br /&gt;01. Have you sworn?&lt;br /&gt;- Of course. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02. Have you yelled at someone?&lt;br /&gt;- Yeap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03. Have you gotten mad at someone?&lt;br /&gt;- Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04. Have you cried?&lt;br /&gt;- No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05. Have you called more than 3 people?&lt;br /&gt;- Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06. Have you IM'd more than 3 people?&lt;br /&gt;- No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Is there a person who is on your mind right now?&lt;br /&gt;- Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Where is the last place you went?&lt;br /&gt;- BenSng's house for pool. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you smile often?&lt;br /&gt;- Yeap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you think that someone is thinking about you right now?&lt;br /&gt;- There isnt a someon. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you wish on stars?&lt;br /&gt;- No? So dumb. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you untie your shoes every time you take them off?&lt;br /&gt;- Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do u like your handwriting?&lt;br /&gt;- Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Are you a friendly person?&lt;br /&gt;- Of course! ;DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Whose bed did you sleep in last night?&lt;br /&gt;- Own la. LOLs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What color shirt are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;- Grey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you have any pets?&lt;br /&gt;- Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What are the color of your bedsheets&lt;br /&gt;- Blue &amp;white-ish, with dog &amp;mouse. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What were you doing at 3pm yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;- On comp. What else? ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Look to your right, what's there?&lt;br /&gt;- Sliding door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Ever cried yourself to sleep?&lt;br /&gt;- Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Ever cried on your friend's shoulder?&lt;br /&gt;- Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Movie that makes you cry or really emotional?&lt;br /&gt;- Many. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Are you normally a happy person?&lt;br /&gt;- Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Has anyone ever said 'I love you.'&lt;br /&gt;- Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: If yes, do you think they meant it?&lt;br /&gt;- Yup, I guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-116937810022092310?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/116937810022092310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=116937810022092310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116937810022092310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116937810022092310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2007/01/now-01.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-116920627494861170</id><published>2007-01-19T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T19:31:14.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whew! The 'B' division girls won! Hahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were leading at first. Until the second quarter, Jurong West Sec caught up and led by around 11 points for quite sometime. Than we chiong and led again. The scores were 1 point different, either Mayflower or Jurong West leading, or draw. It was so scary. I thought we were going to lose. ): We fouled quite a number of times and they went in 1 to draw the score. Yinghui broke the draw and we won! YAYYAYYAY ! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so bloody happy la. During the last 2 minutes, I started crying already. In the end when we won, I cried like siao and caused Angie, Shuyu and Adora to cry also. *Smiles sheepishly* ;D I wanted to scream, jump, dance around but cannot la. Heh. [;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up, Fuchun Sec. Should be easy, I hope. GO MF! WHOOOO! ;DDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-116920627494861170?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/116920627494861170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=116920627494861170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116920627494861170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116920627494861170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2007/01/whew-b-division-girls-won.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-116867370240079183</id><published>2007-01-13T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T15:35:02.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh dang. I have not been blogging for quite awhile ehs. /: Firstly, school. The teachers are crappy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Supra. Like she's purposely picking on me or something. When I didnt do her homework, she called everyone to stay back. Since I've done it, I just went off. Then she said to stay back after school. I waited for awhile than went off. When I came back to find her she still wasnt there. The next morning she told me to stay back during recess. I waited in class the WHOLE recess and she didnt even come. Wtf la. She uses our science periods to talk about class stuff, uses CME period to do science. And with that freakin' damn nasal shit voice of hers, OHMYFUCKINGGOSH. Im so going to flunk science la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Goh. Her dressing is total yuck. A tank top, flower skirt and SPORTS SHOES. And she's not slim alright. Ews. Her lesson can sleep la. I just keep reading my book. Poor 2E. Have 4 periods in a row with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Lee. He thinks he's so funny la. During PE, he kept talking a whole load of nonsense. Urghs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they say 2007 is going to be a good year. Like shit man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-116867370240079183?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/116867370240079183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=116867370240079183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116867370240079183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116867370240079183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2007/01/oh-dang.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-116824797788086059</id><published>2007-01-08T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T17:19:37.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alicia, when you reveal your true colors in love, you're a Caring Partner. You value the special bond love can create and are likely to seek out someone who cherishes that deep connection too. Whether single or in a relationship, you're a compassionate person who cares about others. This strong people-sense makes you more skilled than most at understanding individuals' differences and reading others' moods. Above all, you're looking for a steadfast, loyal partner who you can trust to stand by you in good times and bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh huhs. So right. ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-116824797788086059?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/116824797788086059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=116824797788086059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116824797788086059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116824797788086059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2007/01/alicia-when-you-reveal-your-true.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-116781900296175919</id><published>2007-01-03T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T18:10:03.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HOW HAPPY YOU ARE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] You know someone that cares about you.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have a girlfriend/boyfriend/fiancee/husband/wife.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have your own room.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You own a cell phone.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have an ipod/ mp3 player.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Your parents are still married.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have more than 2 best friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T O T A L: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] You dress how you want to.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You hang out with friends more than once a week.&lt;br /&gt;[x] There is a computer and laptop in your house.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have never been beaten up. [By parent]&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You never cry more than twice a month.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You are allowed to listen to the music you want to.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Your room is big enough for you.&lt;br /&gt;[x] People don't use you for something you have.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have been to a concert.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You laugh more than twice a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T O T A L: 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have over 50 friends on Friendster.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have pictures on myspace.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Your parents let you have a Friendster.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have no problem in your studies.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You collect something normal.&lt;br /&gt;[x] People don't make fun of you to be mean.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You look forward to going to school.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You don't wish you were someone else.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You do something after school at home/outside.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You always pass ALL the subjects in exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T O T A L: 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You own a car in your farm.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You usually don't fight with your parents.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You are happy with your appearance/looks.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You aren't self-conscious at all.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have friends.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Your parents working salary monthly is more than $4000.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You know your parents care and love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T O T A L: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] You know what is going on in the world.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You care about so many people.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You are happy with your life.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You usually aren't sick.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You know more than one language.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have a screen name.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You've gotten awards/prizes/trophies before.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You know the words to more than 5 songs.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You dont have any enemies at all.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You are happy that you're living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T O T A L: 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRAND TOTAL : 27 x 2 = 54%.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-116781900296175919?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/116781900296175919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=116781900296175919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116781900296175919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116781900296175919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2007/01/how-happy-you-are-x-you-know-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-116775139299952857</id><published>2007-01-02T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T23:23:13.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello 2007. One year past - so fast la! The holidays felt so short. Im still in holiday mode. Haha. Going on 14. It's the legal age to work! FINALLY MAN. No longer scrimping on my miserable allowance and you guys will be able to get presents from me! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's hope this year's 2Integrity would be fun. I bet it'll be super noisy with people like Atiqah and of course, my crazy Gwenny! Haha. That the guys will be less annoying and willing to mix around. Pray that Landson and some other annoying folks would shut their trap so I would get pissed lesser. But, I guess it'll be a fun time with you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest 1Endeavour, I'll miss you guys! Especially Kerrie, Eileen and Elizabeth. I will remember and cherish those mad times we had you siaozharbohs! Love much. [;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the Sec1s coming in, pray that they wouldnt be so annoying. And that girls would join basketball! Hope to see my juniors too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for nice teachers, who wouldnt scold me for my attire, ear, hair and shits. And the barely done holiday homework! Hehhehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The abit dreaded Sec1'2007 orientation tomorrow. Wills that my voice can make it, wont zao2 xia1 or get sore throat. Doing station game - Follow Me and Treasure Hunt. May it go well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im off to sleep. Quite excited about tommorow. Tata! ;DDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-116775139299952857?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/116775139299952857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=116775139299952857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116775139299952857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116775139299952857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2007/01/hello-2007.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-116749712208361140</id><published>2006-12-31T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T00:45:22.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If I had to &lt;br /&gt;I would put myself right beside you &lt;br /&gt;So let me ask &lt;br /&gt;Would you like that? &lt;br /&gt;Would you like that? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't mind &lt;br /&gt;If you say this love is the last time &lt;br /&gt;So now I'll ask &lt;br /&gt;Do you like that? &lt;br /&gt;Do you like that? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something's getting in the way &lt;br /&gt;Something's just about to break &lt;br /&gt;I will try to find my place in the diary of Jane &lt;br /&gt;So tell me how it should be &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to find out what makes you tick &lt;br /&gt;As I lie down &lt;br /&gt;Sore and sick &lt;br /&gt;Do you like that? &lt;br /&gt;Do you like that? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a fine line between love and hate &lt;br /&gt;And I don't mind &lt;br /&gt;Just let me say that I like that &lt;br /&gt;I like that &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something's getting in the way &lt;br /&gt;Something's just about to break &lt;br /&gt;I will try to find my place in the diary of Jane &lt;br /&gt;As I burn another page &lt;br /&gt;As I look the other way &lt;br /&gt;I still try to find my place in the diary of Jane &lt;br /&gt;So tell me how it should be &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desperate, I will crawl &lt;br /&gt;Waiting for so long &lt;br /&gt;No love, there is no love &lt;br /&gt;Die for anyone &lt;br /&gt;What have I become &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something's getting in the way &lt;br /&gt;Something's just about to break &lt;br /&gt;I will try to find my place in the diary of Jane &lt;br /&gt;As I burn another page &lt;br /&gt;As I look the other way &lt;br /&gt;I still try to find my place &lt;br /&gt;In the diary of Jane&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-116749712208361140?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/116749712208361140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=116749712208361140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116749712208361140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116749712208361140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2006/12/if-i-had-to-i-would-put-myself-right.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-116740636717959852</id><published>2006-12-29T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T23:32:47.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Christmas is over. That's sad. /: The cards and gifts were real sweet. Thank you people. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 parties in a row for 3 nights, tiring shits. Won a 1GB MP4 from the lucky draw. First prize eh. Number 13! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet's house is oh-so-BIG la. It even has a jacuzzi for her maid la. And her maid's room is bigger than her own room la! I'll complain alot if I was her. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really fun, like I always do with Fingerprints of God. Especially with Shuxiang and me being our mad selves. ;DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outing with the beloved Fingerprints of God again tomorrow - Sentosa! Yayyay. 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-116688547268208517</id><published>2006-12-23T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T22:51:12.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stuff you have eaten/drank this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] water&lt;br /&gt;[x] orange juice&lt;br /&gt;[ ] milk&lt;br /&gt;[ ] soda&lt;br /&gt;[ ] beer&lt;br /&gt;[ ] champagne&lt;br /&gt;[ ] any other alcohol&lt;br /&gt;[ ] v8&lt;br /&gt;[ ] raspberry tea&lt;br /&gt;[ ] grape Drink&lt;br /&gt;[ ] cranberry juice&lt;br /&gt;[ ] apple juice&lt;br /&gt;[ ] capri sun&lt;br /&gt;[ ] hi-c&lt;br /&gt;[ ] chocolate milk&lt;br /&gt;[ ] strawberry milk&lt;br /&gt;[ ] coffee&lt;br /&gt;[ ] lemonade&lt;br /&gt;Total: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] pizza&lt;br /&gt;[ ] tacos&lt;br /&gt;[ ] burritos&lt;br /&gt;[x] rice&lt;br /&gt;[ ] beans&lt;br /&gt;[ ] burger&lt;br /&gt;[ ] fries&lt;br /&gt;[ ] lays&lt;br /&gt;[ ] baked lays&lt;br /&gt;[ ] subway&lt;br /&gt;[ ] burger king&lt;br /&gt;[x] McDonalds&lt;br /&gt;[ ] wendys&lt;br /&gt;[ ] checkers&lt;br /&gt;[ ] ham&lt;br /&gt;[ ] cheese&lt;br /&gt;[ ] hot dog&lt;br /&gt;[x] chicken&lt;br /&gt;[ ] turkey&lt;br /&gt;[ ] beef&lt;br /&gt;Total: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] rice/soy cakes&lt;br /&gt;[ ] chocolate cake&lt;br /&gt;[ ] vanilla cake&lt;br /&gt;[ ] other kinds of cake&lt;br /&gt;[ ] bananas&lt;br /&gt;[ ] strawberries&lt;br /&gt;[ ] grapes&lt;br /&gt;[ ] chocolate ice cream&lt;br /&gt;[ ] vanilla ice cream&lt;br /&gt;[ ] strawberry ice cream&lt;br /&gt;[ ] other kind of ice cream&lt;br /&gt;[ ] spaghetti&lt;br /&gt;[ ] spagettios&lt;br /&gt;[ ] fetuccini&lt;br /&gt;[ ] another kinda pasta&lt;br /&gt;Total: 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] sushi&lt;br /&gt;[ ] shrimp&lt;br /&gt;[ ] lobster&lt;br /&gt;[ ] crab&lt;br /&gt;[ ] mac n cheese&lt;br /&gt;[x] cookies&lt;br /&gt;[ ] pork&lt;br /&gt;[ ] snack cakes&lt;br /&gt;[ ] popcorn&lt;br /&gt;[ ] ramen noodles&lt;br /&gt;[ ] cereal&lt;br /&gt;[ ] crackers&lt;br /&gt;[ ] tiggers&lt;br /&gt;[x] bread&lt;br /&gt;[ ] marshmallows&lt;br /&gt;[ ] oats&lt;br /&gt;[ ] grits&lt;br /&gt;Total: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] peanut butter&lt;br /&gt;[ ] jelly&lt;br /&gt;[ ] peanuts&lt;br /&gt;[ ] sunflower seeds&lt;br /&gt;[ ] nuts&lt;br /&gt;[ ] popsicles&lt;br /&gt;[ ] lettuce&lt;br /&gt;[x] eggs&lt;br /&gt;[ ] bacon&lt;br /&gt;[ ] poptarts&lt;br /&gt;[ ] doritos&lt;br /&gt;[ ] fried chicken&lt;br /&gt;Total: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] pudding&lt;br /&gt;[ ] cheesecake&lt;br /&gt;[ ] arbys&lt;br /&gt;[ ] hersheys chocolate&lt;br /&gt;[ ] granola bar&lt;br /&gt;[ ] mango&lt;br /&gt;[ ] pineapple&lt;br /&gt;[ ] peach&lt;br /&gt;[ ] chicken sandwich&lt;br /&gt;[ ] baked potato&lt;br /&gt;[x] other fruit&lt;br /&gt;Total: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im 10% fat. /:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-116679208282531925</id><published>2006-12-22T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T20:54:42.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life is boring. /: It's the same always, running around everyday, or stoning around at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, It's going to be Christmas! ;DDD Christmas=Gifts. But not forgetting God also la. X: It's 2 days before Christmas already and I havent got my gifts done properly! ): Havent bought finish the presents too. The "OH NO!"-ness just came to me now. RAWRRRRRS. And I think I havent bought myself anything la. Except for a pair of ear studs. So pathetic can. So people, must buy me more stuff okay! ;DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Night at the Museum today. Nice show! Should watch. And thanks Erwin for treating us! 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My guy/girl's hair style should be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ]long&lt;br /&gt;[ ]curly&lt;br /&gt;[ ]clean cut&lt;br /&gt;[ ]kalbo&lt;br /&gt;[x]spiked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The color of his/her hair should be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x]black&lt;br /&gt;[x]brown&lt;br /&gt;[ ]pink&lt;br /&gt;[ ]red&lt;br /&gt;[ ]multi-colored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. He/she should be a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x]performer&lt;br /&gt;[ ]gamer&lt;br /&gt;[ ]not quite, can't do anything about&lt;br /&gt;it.&lt;br /&gt;[x]leader&lt;br /&gt;[x]athlete&lt;br /&gt;[x]musician&lt;br /&gt;[ ]honor student&lt;br /&gt;[x]prince/princess [ ;D ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. He/she should be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x]tall&lt;br /&gt;[x]6 footer&lt;br /&gt;[ ]small&lt;br /&gt;[ ]5"6 and below in height&lt;br /&gt;[ ]anything nice for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. He/she should be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x]romantic&lt;br /&gt;[ ]bad boy/girl&lt;br /&gt;[x]simple&lt;br /&gt;[ ]nerd&lt;br /&gt;[ ]shy&lt;br /&gt;[x]smart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. His/her skin should be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ]dark as an african&lt;br /&gt;[x]fair to tan&lt;br /&gt;[ ]tan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. He/she should be good in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x]sports&lt;br /&gt;[x]mathematics&lt;br /&gt;[x]science&lt;br /&gt;[x]art&lt;br /&gt;[x]music&lt;br /&gt;[x]cooking&lt;br /&gt;[ ]fortune telling&lt;br /&gt;[x]surprises&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. My ideal guy/girl's eyes should be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ]big as an owl&lt;br /&gt;[ ]chinito/chinita&lt;br /&gt;[ ]round eyes&lt;br /&gt;[x]none of the above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. The color of his/her eyes should be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ]blue&lt;br /&gt;[ ]green&lt;br /&gt;[x]brown&lt;br /&gt;[ ]red&lt;br /&gt;[ ]pink&lt;br /&gt;[ ]gray&lt;br /&gt;[x]black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. He/she should be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] primary school kid&lt;br /&gt;[x] secondary teen&lt;br /&gt;[ ] polytechnic or junior college&lt;br /&gt;[ ] sch drop out ; gangster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Our age gap should be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ]just a few months&lt;br /&gt;[x]1 year&lt;br /&gt;[x]2-5 years&lt;br /&gt;[ ]more than 5 years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Our date should be in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ]a restaurant&lt;br /&gt;[x]park&lt;br /&gt;[x]cinema&lt;br /&gt;[ ]paris&lt;br /&gt;[x]sea shore&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-116662241872030431?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/116662241872030431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=116662241872030431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116662241872030431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116662241872030431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2006/12/ideal-guy-1.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-116662198338299979</id><published>2006-12-20T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T21:39:43.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Do you have the following in your&lt;br /&gt;room:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Condoms: No.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Cell phone: Yah.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Chair/stool: Yah.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Bookshelf: Yah.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Dresser: Yah.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Computer: No.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Laptop: Nah.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Bean bag: No.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Pictures: Yah.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Mirror: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Skateboard: No.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Bed: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Clothes on the floor: Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Surfboard: No.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Smoke detector: No.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Piano/keyboard/guitar/bass/drums: Guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Locking door: Yah.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Bottle of water: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Spotlights: Yah.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Medals/ribbons: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Awards: Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Sports: Badminton raquet.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; CDs: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Flag: No.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Stop sign/any sign: Nah.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Caution tape: No.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Paintball gun: No.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Real Gun: No.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Cigarettes: No.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Lighter: No.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Candle: Yah.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Books: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Nintendo: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Play Station 2: No.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Xbox: No.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Bike: No.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Stereo: Yah.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Television: No.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Gum: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Scent : Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; How many windows do you have in your room?&lt;br /&gt;; 19 I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; What is the color of your walls?&lt;br /&gt;; Blue, yellow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Hardwood floor, tile, or carpet?&lt;br /&gt;; Hardwood floor - Parquet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Do you get ready for the day in your room or the bathroom?&lt;br /&gt;; Depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; What color is your bedsheet?&lt;br /&gt;; Blue with a big dog and a small mouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; What's on your walls?&lt;br /&gt;; Posters, photoframe, a hanging thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Has the opposite sex been in your room before?&lt;br /&gt;; Yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-116662198338299979?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/116662198338299979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=116662198338299979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116662198338299979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116662198338299979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2006/12/do-you-have-following-in-your-room.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-116662111291141579</id><published>2006-12-20T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T21:25:12.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[x] I know how to make a pot of coffee.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I do my own laundry.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can cook for myself.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I always do my homework/work.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I actually enjoy intellectual conversations.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I think politics are exciting.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] My parents and grand-parents have better things to say than my peers.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I show up for school/work everyday, unless I'm sick.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I always carry a pen in my pocket/purse.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've never gotten a detention.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've watched talk shows to point out the credibility of it all.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I know what credibility means without looking it up.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I drink coffee at least once a week.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I know how to run the dish washer and/or do the dishes.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I can count to 10 in Spanish.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] When I say I'm going to do something, I do it.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can mow the lawn.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can wash a car.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I can make adults laugh without being stupid.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I remember to water my plants.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I study when I have to.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I pay attention at school. [ Usually. ]&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I remember to feed my pets.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can spell experience without looking it up.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I clean up my own mess sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] The first thing I do when I wake up is get coffee.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can go to the store without getting something I don't need.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I understand jokes the first time they are said. [ Sometimes la. ;D ]&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I listen to my elders.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can type fast.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have realized that the weather&lt;br /&gt;forecast changes every hour.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can look at someone hot without thinking of sex.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have realized that no one will take you seriously unless you are over the age of 25 and have a job.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can read a book and actually finish it sometimes. [ Always. ]&lt;br /&gt;[x] People have said that I act/look older than I am.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I act 19 years old. /:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-116662111291141579?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/116662111291141579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=116662111291141579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116662111291141579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116662111291141579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2006/12/x-i-know-how-to-make-pot-of-coffee.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-116662024631365241</id><published>2006-12-20T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T21:10:46.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. Song playing at the moment?&lt;br /&gt;; Five colours - McFly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Reasons for living?&lt;br /&gt;; Friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you think you're okay?&lt;br /&gt;; Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Ever donated blood?&lt;br /&gt;; Not of legal age yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Favourite color(s)?&lt;br /&gt;; Orange, green, black and white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Accessories you usually wear?&lt;br /&gt;; Ring, ear studs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Songs that describe a heartbreak in the past?&lt;br /&gt;; Forgotten already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Last place you went to?&lt;br /&gt;; Cherilyn's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Last person you went out with?&lt;br /&gt;; Cherilyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The most exciting sport?&lt;br /&gt;; Basketball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Ever had a baby?&lt;br /&gt;; No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Movie you want to watch?&lt;br /&gt;; Night in the Museum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Any piercings?&lt;br /&gt;; Yup, 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. The most romantic gift?&lt;br /&gt;; Flowers and ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Act on stage before?&lt;br /&gt;; Yah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Struck by lightning before?&lt;br /&gt;; No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Danced with your loved ones before?&lt;br /&gt;; No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Ever wished you could turn back time?&lt;br /&gt;; Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What would you do if you woke up one day to find yourself to be with someone from the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;; I'll be like "OHMYGOSH! DID WE DO ANYTHING? AHHHS."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. One song that's meaningful to you?&lt;br /&gt;; Collide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Missing whoever now?&lt;br /&gt;; Hmmms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What will you be doing tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;; Going out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Ever thought of robbing a bank?&lt;br /&gt;; Yah, since Im always broke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. One thing you totally regret doing?&lt;br /&gt;; Many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Do people like you?&lt;br /&gt;; I hope so . ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What was the last game you played on the computer?&lt;br /&gt;; Chuzzle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Someone who means a lot to you at the moment?&lt;br /&gt;; Just someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28.The color of your bed?&lt;br /&gt;; Blue-ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Do you hate someone at the moment?&lt;br /&gt;; Nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. What do you wish to happen now?&lt;br /&gt;; That I'll become some super skinny ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Last time you ate pizza?&lt;br /&gt;; Last Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Ever been given a ring?&lt;br /&gt;; Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Do people think you're weird?&lt;br /&gt;; I think. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Movies now showing that you hate?&lt;br /&gt;; Horror stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Most important thing in your room?&lt;br /&gt;; Bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Last movie watched?&lt;br /&gt;; Pirates of the Carribean - Dead Man's Chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Last television show watched?&lt;br /&gt;; Wishing upon a Star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Who is the person you want to see right now?&lt;br /&gt;; Just someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Ever called a person useless?&lt;br /&gt;; Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Are you good at hiding your feelings?&lt;br /&gt;; Not really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-116662024631365241?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/116662024631365241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=116662024631365241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116662024631365241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116662024631365241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2006/12/1_116662024631365241.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-116659923146256862</id><published>2006-12-20T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T15:20:31.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>01] Is there someone who you like at&lt;br /&gt;the moment?&lt;br /&gt;- Uhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O2] Have you ever given or been given&lt;br /&gt;roses?&lt;br /&gt;- Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O3] What is your all-time favorite romance movie?&lt;br /&gt;- Dontknow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O4] How many times can you honestly say you've been in love?&lt;br /&gt;- Uhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O5] Do you believe that everyone has a soul-mate?&lt;br /&gt;- I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O6] Do you think that you should be friends first?&lt;br /&gt;- I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O7] Have you ever had your heart broken?&lt;br /&gt;- Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O8] What do you think about long-distance relationship?&lt;br /&gt;- It's alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O9] Your thoughts on online relationships?&lt;br /&gt;- Fake-ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1O] Would you rather date someone five years older or younger?&lt;br /&gt;- Older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11] Have you ever seen a friend as more than a friend?&lt;br /&gt;- Yah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12] Do you believe the statement, "Once a cheater always a cheater"?&lt;br /&gt;- It depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13] How many kids do you want to have?&lt;br /&gt;- 1 or 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14] Do you usually fall for a wrong boy/girl or the right boy/girl?&lt;br /&gt;- Wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15] What is your favorite color(s)?&lt;br /&gt;- Orange, green, black, white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16] What are your views on gay marriage?&lt;br /&gt;- Gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17] Have you ever broken someones heart?&lt;br /&gt;- Think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18] Imagine you're 79 &amp; your spouse just died, would you re-marry?&lt;br /&gt;- No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19] At what age did you start noticing the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;- Kindergarden. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2O] What song do you want to hear at your wedding?&lt;br /&gt;- Didnt plan so far.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-116659923146256862?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/116659923146256862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=116659923146256862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116659923146256862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116659923146256862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2006/12/01-is-there-someone-who-you-like-at.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-116659764235994640</id><published>2006-12-20T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T14:54:02.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[x] You are afraid of public speaking. (stage fright)&lt;br /&gt;[x] You find it hard to talk to&lt;br /&gt;strangers.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You don't like to look people in&lt;br /&gt;the eye.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have trouble using public&lt;br /&gt;restrooms.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You don't like to go shopping&lt;br /&gt;alone.&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Being introduced to new people&lt;br /&gt;makes you nervous.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] When you're in a group of people,&lt;br /&gt;it's difficult to think of what to say.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have a lot of trouble talking&lt;br /&gt;to the opposite sex.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You hate to be teased.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You dread answering the door.&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] You can't stand people watching you.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] One on one conversations make you nervous.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You don't like to ask people for&lt;br /&gt;help.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You hate to read aloud.&lt;br /&gt;[x]You don't like asking questions&lt;br /&gt;sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You dread ordering food at&lt;br /&gt;restaurants.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You are uncomfortable at parties, unless you know everyone well.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You don't like to talk, because you're afraid of being embarrassed by what you say.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You've been single for long&lt;br /&gt;periods of time, because you're so uncomfortable with dating.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You wish you were more outgoing.&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm 35% shy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-116659764235994640?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/116659764235994640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=116659764235994640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116659764235994640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116659764235994640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2006/12/x-you-are-afraid-of-public-speaking.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-116659706165192831</id><published>2006-12-20T14:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T14:44:21.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. Where is your dad right now?&lt;br /&gt;- Work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Last time you kissed someone?&lt;br /&gt;- Dontknow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What is something that you learned&lt;br /&gt;about yourself recently?&lt;br /&gt;- Cant remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What color is your watch?&lt;br /&gt;- Dont wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you like anyone?&lt;br /&gt;- Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Are you close to your mum?&lt;br /&gt;- Okay la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Where does your bestfriend work?&lt;br /&gt;- He doesnt work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What are you listening to right now?&lt;br /&gt;- People talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What do you smell like?&lt;br /&gt;- Dettol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What color are your pants?&lt;br /&gt;- Black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Have you ever done a chinese fire drill?&lt;br /&gt;- No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What color is your bedroom flooring?&lt;br /&gt;- Brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you have a chair in your room?&lt;br /&gt;- Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What time of day were you born?&lt;br /&gt;- 3.18am I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you know anyone who is engaged?&lt;br /&gt;- Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What's your favorite number?&lt;br /&gt;- 13, 7 and 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What color is your mum's hair?&lt;br /&gt;- Black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you have a dog?&lt;br /&gt;- No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Do you remember singing any songs as a kid?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. When was the last time you went swimming?&lt;br /&gt;- 6 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. When was the last time you talked to one of your siblings?&lt;br /&gt;- Just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Did you ever go to camp as a kid?&lt;br /&gt;- Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Do you play an instrument?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Do you like fire?&lt;br /&gt;- Depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Are you allergic to anything?&lt;br /&gt;- Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. When was the last time you cried?&lt;br /&gt;- 2 days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Have you ever been to a spa?&lt;br /&gt;- Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Do you like butterflies?&lt;br /&gt;- Yah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. What is one thing you miss about&lt;br /&gt;your past?&lt;br /&gt;- Family closeness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Have you ever seen the school counselor?&lt;br /&gt;- Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Have you ever wanted to be a teacher?&lt;br /&gt;- Ever thought about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. What is one thing you've learned about life?&lt;br /&gt;- Try to be patient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Are you jealous of anyone?&lt;br /&gt;- No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Is anyone jealous of you?&lt;br /&gt;- Dontknow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Ever been stuck in an elevator?&lt;br /&gt;- No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. What does your dad call you?&lt;br /&gt;- Xiao de.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. What does your mum call you?&lt;br /&gt;- Same as dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. What does you hair look like right now?&lt;br /&gt;- Shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Has a friend ever used you?&lt;br /&gt;- I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Has anyone recently told you that they like you more than as a friend?&lt;br /&gt;- Uhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. What have you eaten today?&lt;br /&gt;- Noodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Is your hair naturally curly or straight?&lt;br /&gt;- Both. More of curly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Who was the last person you drove with?&lt;br /&gt;- Uncle Alex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. What are you looking forward to this tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;- Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. How are you today?&lt;br /&gt;- Sian.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-116659706165192831?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/116659706165192831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=116659706165192831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116659706165192831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116659706165192831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2006/12/1_116659706165192831.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-116659448003687211</id><published>2006-12-20T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T14:01:20.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. Does anyone know your password to&lt;br /&gt;your email?&lt;br /&gt;## I dont think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What was the last thing you ordered&lt;br /&gt;at McDonalds?&lt;br /&gt;## Students meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Are you an emotional person?&lt;br /&gt;## Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you like your name?&lt;br /&gt;## Okay la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you believe in love at first&lt;br /&gt;sight?&lt;br /&gt;## I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Ever felt jealous of your friend?&lt;br /&gt;## I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What was the last thing you did?&lt;br /&gt;## Talked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Who is right next to you?&lt;br /&gt;## No one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Who was the last person you ate&lt;br /&gt;with?&lt;br /&gt;## Cherilyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What song are you listening to&lt;br /&gt;right now?&lt;br /&gt;## Dontknow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How's the weather right now?&lt;br /&gt;## Sunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Last person who called you today?&lt;br /&gt;## Clara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Last song you sang?&lt;br /&gt;## Right where you want me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Last time you danced?&lt;br /&gt;## Eons ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Lost a friendship over something&lt;br /&gt;stupid?&lt;br /&gt;## Yah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Last thing you ate?&lt;br /&gt;## Wangwangxianbei biscuits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Been really depressed before?&lt;br /&gt;## Kind of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Faked being sick to miss school?&lt;br /&gt;## Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What time did you wake up today?&lt;br /&gt;## 8.40am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Current taste?&lt;br /&gt;## Salty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Who is the person that posted this&lt;br /&gt;survey?&lt;br /&gt;## Christina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What are you wearing right now?&lt;br /&gt;## Tee and shorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Are you too shy to ask anyone out?&lt;br /&gt;## Depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What is the first thing you notice&lt;br /&gt;about the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;## Looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Where are you right now?&lt;br /&gt;## Living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Did you go anywhere today?&lt;br /&gt;## No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. What did you do there?&lt;br /&gt;## Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. How old are you?&lt;br /&gt;## 13.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Are you mature or immature?&lt;br /&gt;## Mature I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Do you call your parents by their&lt;br /&gt;first name?&lt;br /&gt;## Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Are you an only child?&lt;br /&gt;## Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Where do you go shopping?&lt;br /&gt;## Town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Do you like where you work?&lt;br /&gt;## Not working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Do you like books?&lt;br /&gt;## Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39.Any Plans for tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;## Friendly match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Current Emotional status?&lt;br /&gt;## Half-dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Current Mental status?&lt;br /&gt;## Normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Any Plans for Christmas?&lt;br /&gt;## Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Your Dreams for the future?&lt;br /&gt;## Many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. What are going to do after this?&lt;br /&gt;## Talk on the phone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-116659448003687211?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/116659448003687211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=116659448003687211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116659448003687211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116659448003687211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2006/12/1_20.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-116658517404934733</id><published>2006-12-20T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T11:26:14.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. What do you want next year?&lt;br /&gt;- Many presents. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Who are you going to spend Christmas with?&lt;br /&gt;- Friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Who do you wish to kiss under the&lt;br /&gt;mistletoe with?&lt;br /&gt;- Hehhehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What is your favorite Christmas song?&lt;br /&gt;- No favourite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Hot Chocolate or egg-nog?&lt;br /&gt;- Hot chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Are you done with your Christmas shopping?&lt;br /&gt;- Nope. And not enough money. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What are you going to get your girlfriend or boyfriend?&lt;br /&gt;- Dont have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Is it cold where you are?&lt;br /&gt;- Guess so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. How cold?&lt;br /&gt;- A lil'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Made a snow angel?&lt;br /&gt;- Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What is one thing that you would&lt;br /&gt;want this year?&lt;br /&gt;- Camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Are you out of school because of&lt;br /&gt;the snow?&lt;br /&gt;- No snow, no school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. If so, what are you going to do&lt;br /&gt;for the rest of the week?&lt;br /&gt;- Slack around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you like Christmas?&lt;br /&gt;- Yeaps. [;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Why or why not?&lt;br /&gt;- Presents. ;DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Are you only nice to your parents&lt;br /&gt;because they are going to get you&lt;br /&gt;things?&lt;br /&gt;- Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Are you always happy when this&lt;br /&gt;holiday comes?&lt;br /&gt;- YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you make a big dinner for&lt;br /&gt;Christmas eve?&lt;br /&gt;- Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Whats your one wish?&lt;br /&gt;- That I can get my own camera and laptop by next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What are you doing now?&lt;br /&gt;- Typing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Who is your favourite person?&lt;br /&gt;- None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What kind of musics do you like?&lt;br /&gt;- Rock, pop, rap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What kind of games do you play&lt;br /&gt;most?&lt;br /&gt;- Dontknow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Do you have a girlfriend or boyfriend?&lt;br /&gt;- Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What's her or his name?&lt;br /&gt;- /&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-116658517404934733?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/116658517404934733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=116658517404934733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116658517404934733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116658517404934733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2006/12/1.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-116658408621246075</id><published>2006-12-20T11:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T11:08:06.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Girl Confessions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I'm not easy.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I do wear make up&lt;br /&gt;[x] When I walk by mirrors, I can't help but look.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I wear toe nail polish.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have cried at a movie theater&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've purposely talked to a guy my boyfriend didn't like.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I love chocolate covered pretzels&lt;br /&gt;[x] Getting a flower makes me smile, especially for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've wrecked a car.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I can't put mascara on without opening my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I'd do (almost)anything for a special guy.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I love cuddling.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I think Johnny Depp is hot in Pirates.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've gotten a detention.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've gotten suspended.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I love to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I like rock.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I like rap.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I like techno.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I carry a purse.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been called a party girl.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I did own a Spice Girls CD.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I did own a Britney Spears CD.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Football isn't boring.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I love atheletic boys.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I love skater boys.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I love ghetto boys.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I love emo boys.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Sweet guys are better than hot guys.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been called a tease.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Lip gloss is better than lipstick.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I can't leave the house without makeup.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I'm a bitch. Deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I play video games, even when there are other people around.&lt;br /&gt;[x] My friends are the best, and they're VERY important to me.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can be crazy.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I really want to be with a certain someone right now.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I smoke way too much.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have a tattoo or I want one.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have been to more than 5 concerts.&lt;br /&gt;[x] My best friend comes once a month.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-116658408621246075?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/116658408621246075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=116658408621246075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116658408621246075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116658408621246075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2006/12/girl-confessions-x-im-not-easy.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-116644653452336840</id><published>2006-12-18T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T20:55:34.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Name a fren who’s name starts with a “S”?&lt;br /&gt;Serena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4TH person on your missed calls?&lt;br /&gt;Deleted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the last text message you recieved?&lt;br /&gt;"Arnd 9." - Zhoukai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you chew on straws?&lt;br /&gt;If Im bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have curly hair?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the next concert you are going?&lt;br /&gt;Dontknow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing you eat?&lt;br /&gt;Biscuit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing you said to someone and who was it?&lt;br /&gt;"Yah, black colour, on the chair." - Sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you watch TV?&lt;br /&gt;When I go to people's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever seen the movie donniedarko?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever been hunting?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is marriage in your future?&lt;br /&gt;I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you said “I love you” and meant it?&lt;br /&gt;Quite a long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you should be doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;Eating dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a nickname?&lt;br /&gt;Many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in love at first sight?&lt;br /&gt;I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the youngest in the family?&lt;br /&gt;Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is drugs free the way to be?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a heavy sleeper?&lt;br /&gt;Depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you clean up nice?&lt;br /&gt;Plate, yes. Room and other areas, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time you used a skateboard?&lt;br /&gt;Quite a long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where was the last place you sleep beside your house?&lt;br /&gt;ACS International.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever run out of gas on the road?&lt;br /&gt;Im not yet legal to drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best movie you ever seen in the past two weeks?&lt;br /&gt;You, Me and Dupree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think people who come up with brain dead quizzes are crying for help in some twisted way?&lt;br /&gt;Sort of. [;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last person you saw?&lt;br /&gt;Sister, Amanda, Jeremy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked to on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;Grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugged?&lt;br /&gt;Many. ((: Caroline I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Person you texted?&lt;br /&gt;Zhoukai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's Date?&lt;br /&gt;18December2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got any plans?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. To eat dinner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Likes about tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;Going out with Cherilyn and Jasper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently missing someone?&lt;br /&gt;Kinda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood?&lt;br /&gt;Abit hungry. Feeling sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m a morning person?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m a perfectionist?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m only a child?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m currently in my pyjamas?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm online 24/7?&lt;br /&gt;Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m very shy about the opposite gender?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can be paranoid at times?&lt;br /&gt;Seldom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I currently regret something I have done?&lt;br /&gt;Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy talking on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;Depends who.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot to learn?&lt;br /&gt;Really true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a secret?&lt;br /&gt;I think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-116644653452336840?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/116644653452336840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=116644653452336840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116644653452336840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116644653452336840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2006/12/name-fren-whos-name-starts-with-s.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-116644513304738081</id><published>2006-12-18T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T20:32:13.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Name 20 people that you can think of now.&lt;br /&gt;1) Zhoukai&lt;br /&gt;2) Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;3) Kerrie&lt;br /&gt;4) Eileen&lt;br /&gt;5) Gwen&lt;br /&gt;6) Grace&lt;br /&gt;7) Cherilyn&lt;br /&gt;8) Tammei&lt;br /&gt;9) Jasper&lt;br /&gt;10) Christina&lt;br /&gt;11) Richson&lt;br /&gt;12) Aaron Tan&lt;br /&gt;13) Natasha&lt;br /&gt;14) Benson&lt;br /&gt;15) Jueyin&lt;br /&gt;16) Adora&lt;br /&gt;17) Ivy&lt;br /&gt;18) Yingtsui&lt;br /&gt;19) Jingying&lt;br /&gt;20) Lynette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did I meet 14?&lt;br /&gt;Basketball senior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if you never met 1?&lt;br /&gt;I wouldnt be suanned so much and have no Santa Claus. [;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if 9 and 20 dated?&lt;br /&gt;LOLs. Lynette has someone and is crooked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever liked 19?&lt;br /&gt;No. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will 5 and 14 make a good couple?&lt;br /&gt;No. Pohpoh - attached. Gwen - someone in mind. [;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe 16.&lt;br /&gt;Sharp shooter. Crazy woman. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me about 7.&lt;br /&gt;My act-lesbian mummy whom I love loads. [;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know anything about 12's family?&lt;br /&gt;He has a sister who is Sec1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is 8's favourite?&lt;br /&gt;Being a kisser. (((;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If 18 confesses he/she likes you?&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. I like her too. [;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What language does 15 speak?&lt;br /&gt;English, Chinese and swears in dialet. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is 9 going out with?&lt;br /&gt;No one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How old is 16 now?&lt;br /&gt;13.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wad is 2's fave singer?&lt;br /&gt;Kim Jung Hoon? I dontknow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever date 4?&lt;br /&gt;I'd gladly. [; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever date 7?&lt;br /&gt;Of course. We're practically inseperable. [;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is 15 single?&lt;br /&gt;I hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is 10's last name?&lt;br /&gt;I dontknow. Mrs Poh. [;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever be in a serous relationship with 11?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. He has Mrs Poh. [;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What school does 3 go to?&lt;br /&gt;MFSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favourite things about 5? &lt;br /&gt;She's mad. [;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-116644513304738081?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/116644513304738081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=116644513304738081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116644513304738081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116644513304738081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2006/12/name-20-people-that-you-can-think-of.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-116644380077615854</id><published>2006-12-18T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T20:10:01.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Name: Alicia.&lt;br /&gt;Nicknames: Cia, Cia-y, pineapple head and more.&lt;br /&gt;Name spelled backwards: Aicila.&lt;br /&gt;Name without consonants: Aiia.&lt;br /&gt;Birthday: 13March1993.&lt;br /&gt;Ethnicity: Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;Glasses or contacts: Specs.&lt;br /&gt;Hair color: Brownish stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Hair length: Shortish.&lt;br /&gt;Hairstyle: Spiked.&lt;br /&gt;Pets: RIP. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourites&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animal: Puppy.&lt;br /&gt;Band: The All American Rejects, My Chemical Romance, Good Charlotte, Linkin Park, PANIC! At The Disco and so on.&lt;br /&gt;Brand: Adidas, Nike, Crumpler, Quiksilver, lalala.&lt;br /&gt;Brand name for shops: Dontknow.&lt;br /&gt;Candy: Chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;Cereal: Honey stars, Trix.&lt;br /&gt;Colour: Orange, Green, Black.&lt;br /&gt;Cookie: Chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;Day: Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Disney character: Tigger, Eeyore.&lt;br /&gt;Drink: Ice peach tea.&lt;br /&gt;Fast food place: MosBurger, KFC.&lt;br /&gt;Food: Unagi.&lt;br /&gt;Holiday: Europe.&lt;br /&gt;Ice cream flavor: Cookies and cream.&lt;br /&gt;Month: Febuary. [ ChineseNewYear $$$ ] ((;&lt;br /&gt;Number: 13, 7 and 8.&lt;br /&gt;Perfume: None.&lt;br /&gt;Pie flavor: Blueerry.&lt;br /&gt;Pizza topping: Hawaiian with CHEESE.&lt;br /&gt;Restaurant: Dontknow.&lt;br /&gt;Subject in school: English.&lt;br /&gt;Type of music: Rock, pop and rap.&lt;br /&gt;Type of sandwich: Tuna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All Of Your Friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best advisor: Cherilyn.&lt;br /&gt;The best hair: Janet.&lt;br /&gt;The best handwriting: Kerrie.&lt;br /&gt;The dirtiest mind: Cherilyn! ((;&lt;br /&gt;Funniest: Almost everyone.&lt;br /&gt;The loudest: Clara.&lt;br /&gt;The prettiest: Dontknow.&lt;br /&gt;The most trusting: Dontknow.&lt;br /&gt;The nicest eyes: Zhoukai.&lt;br /&gt;The shortest: Yiming.&lt;br /&gt;The smartest: Anyi.&lt;br /&gt;The tallest: Andrew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have You Ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asked out a crush : Yah.&lt;br /&gt;Been on stage: Yah.&lt;br /&gt;Been scared to get a shot: Duh.&lt;br /&gt;Cheated on a test: Many. [;&lt;br /&gt;Cried during a movie: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Felt like you didn't belong: Uhs, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Fought a black belt: No.&lt;br /&gt;Kept a New Year's resolution: No.&lt;br /&gt;Kept a secret from everyone: Yup.&lt;br /&gt;Pushed all the buttons on an elevator: Yup.&lt;br /&gt;Stolen something: Yah.&lt;br /&gt;Told a guy you liked him: Yah.&lt;br /&gt;Won a trophy: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Written a love poem: No. So not poetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CD listened: Good Charlotte - The Chronicles of Life and Death.&lt;br /&gt;Movie watched: Pirates of the Carribean 2. That's really long ago. ):&lt;br /&gt;Person that's called you: Huishan.&lt;br /&gt;Person who saw you cry: Cherilyn, Shawn.&lt;br /&gt;Person you went to the mall with: Cherilyn.&lt;br /&gt;Song listened to: Dontknow what it's called.&lt;br /&gt;Thing you ate: Biscuit.&lt;br /&gt;Thing you drank: Water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes Or No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing up scares me more than it should: No.&lt;br /&gt;I adore getting mail: Yes. But no thanks to hate mail.&lt;br /&gt;If at first you don't succeed, do you try again: I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could describe yourself in three words: Crazy, calm, friendly.&lt;br /&gt;Is your computer in your room: No.&lt;br /&gt;What are some of your favorite junk foods: Chips, cake.&lt;br /&gt;What color are your bedroom walls: Yellow and blue.&lt;br /&gt;What do you do when you're bored: Read.&lt;br /&gt;What makes you happy: Being out with friends.&lt;br /&gt;What makes you sad: Quarrels, people who dont understand.&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite thing to do on the weekends: My weekends are full. Go out I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Worst feeling in the world: Loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COMPLETE THE SENTENCE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My teacher once said that&lt;br /&gt;&gt; I had to learn how to manage my time and not be so playful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never in my life have I regretted&lt;br /&gt;&gt; playing basketball. It's the love of my life. But I've regretted manymany other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one person who can drive me nuts but then can always make me smile&lt;br /&gt;&gt; is a great big suanner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm nervous&lt;br /&gt;&gt; I have sweaty palms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time I laughed was&lt;br /&gt;&gt; just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hair is&lt;br /&gt;&gt; important to a girl. Mine sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My feet&lt;br /&gt;&gt; are frickin' long. Size 10/41.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Christmas &lt;br /&gt;&gt; was very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I turn my head left&lt;br /&gt;&gt; I see the road outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I turn my head right&lt;br /&gt;&gt; I see the sofa and dining table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I look down&lt;br /&gt;&gt; I see my legs and the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The craziest recent event&lt;br /&gt;&gt; FACT Camp '06. [;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By this time next year&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Im Sec 2 going on Sec 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a hard time understanding&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Algebraic factorisation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One time at a family gathering&lt;br /&gt;&gt; I almost got drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I like you if&lt;br /&gt;&gt; I show concern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I won an award, the first person I'll thank is&lt;br /&gt;&gt; those who have helped me get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Triangles are&lt;br /&gt;&gt; not interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ideal breakfast is&lt;br /&gt;&gt; pancakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you make me really happy&lt;br /&gt;&gt; I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you plan to visit anytime soon&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Europe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys are&lt;br /&gt;&gt; difficult to understand. Mostly annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd stop my wedding if&lt;br /&gt;&gt; I had mixed feelings or if I found out the groom did some unforgivable stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world could do with&lt;br /&gt;&gt; less destruction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather lick the belly of a cockroach than&lt;br /&gt;&gt; I CANT BRING MYSELF TO DO THAT. URGHS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most recent thing you've bought yourself&lt;br /&gt;&gt; sports bra. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most recent thing someone else bought you&lt;br /&gt;&gt; wallet from Zhoukai. My first Christmas present this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My least favourite time of the day&lt;br /&gt;&gt; depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time I was high&lt;br /&gt;&gt; the previous night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last person I talked to&lt;br /&gt;&gt; sis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't sleep now since im going out to eat at&lt;br /&gt;&gt; havent decided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I went&lt;br /&gt;&gt; to sleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this girl I know&lt;br /&gt;&gt; who is super fake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell the next person who makes me really happy&lt;br /&gt;&gt; yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm listening to&lt;br /&gt;&gt; 987FM and the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I last ate&lt;br /&gt;&gt; biscuits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bedsheet is&lt;br /&gt;&gt; comfy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smell&lt;br /&gt;&gt; nothing. Blocked nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my table&lt;br /&gt;&gt; it's cluttered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Full Name is&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Alicia Tan Jia Hui. ((;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-116644380077615854?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/116644380077615854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=116644380077615854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116644380077615854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116644380077615854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2006/12/name-alicia.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-116644071361375021</id><published>2006-12-18T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T19:18:33.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Level 1&lt;br /&gt;[ ] smoked a cigarette&lt;br /&gt;[ ] smoked a cigar&lt;br /&gt;[ ] done weed&lt;br /&gt;[x] kissed a member of the same sex&lt;br /&gt;[x] drank alcohol&lt;br /&gt;total: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 2&lt;br /&gt;[x] been in love&lt;br /&gt;[ ] been dumped&lt;br /&gt;[ ] shoplifted [canteen de la]&lt;br /&gt;[ ] been fired&lt;br /&gt;[x] been in a fist fight&lt;br /&gt;total: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 3&lt;br /&gt;[x] snuck out of a parent's house&lt;br /&gt;[x] had feelings for someone who didn't have them back&lt;br /&gt;[ ] been arrested&lt;br /&gt;[ ] made out with a stranger&lt;br /&gt;[ ] gone out on a blind date&lt;br /&gt;total: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 4&lt;br /&gt;[x] had a crush on an older person&lt;br /&gt;[x] skipped school&lt;br /&gt;[ ] slept with a co-worker&lt;br /&gt;[x] seen someone/something die&lt;br /&gt;total: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 5&lt;br /&gt;[ ] had/have a crush on one of your FRIENDSTER friends&lt;br /&gt;[ ] been to Paris&lt;br /&gt;[ ] been to Spain&lt;br /&gt;[x] been on a plane&lt;br /&gt;[ ] thrown up from drinking&lt;br /&gt;total: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 6&lt;br /&gt;[x] eaten Sushi&lt;br /&gt;[ ] been snowboarding&lt;br /&gt;[x] met someone BECAUSE of friendster&lt;br /&gt;[ ] been mosh pitting&lt;br /&gt;total: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 7&lt;br /&gt;[ ] been in an abusive relationship&lt;br /&gt;[x] taken pain killers&lt;br /&gt;[x] love/like someone right now&lt;br /&gt;[x] laid on your back and watched cloud shapes go by&lt;br /&gt;[ ] made a snow angel&lt;br /&gt;total: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 8&lt;br /&gt;[x] had a tea party&lt;br /&gt;[x] flown a kite&lt;br /&gt;[x] built a sand castle&lt;br /&gt;[x] gone puddle jumping&lt;br /&gt;[x] played dress up&lt;br /&gt;total: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 9&lt;br /&gt;[x] jumped into a pile of leaves&lt;br /&gt;[ ] gone sledding&lt;br /&gt;[x] cheated while playing a game&lt;br /&gt;[x] been lonely&lt;br /&gt;[x] fallen asleep at work/school&lt;br /&gt;total: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 10&lt;br /&gt;[ ] used a fake/someone else's ID&lt;br /&gt;[x] watched the sunset&lt;br /&gt;[ ] felt an earthquake&lt;br /&gt;[x] killed a snake&lt;br /&gt;total: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 11&lt;br /&gt;[x] been tickled&lt;br /&gt;[ ] been robbed/vandalized&lt;br /&gt;[ ] robbed someone&lt;br /&gt;[x] been misunderstood&lt;br /&gt;[ ] pet a reindeer&lt;br /&gt;total: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 12&lt;br /&gt;[x] won a contest&lt;br /&gt;[ ] been suspended from school&lt;br /&gt;[ ] had detention&lt;br /&gt;[ ] been in a car/motorcycle accident&lt;br /&gt;total: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 13&lt;br /&gt;[ ] had/have braces&lt;br /&gt;[x] eaten a whole pint of ice cream in one night&lt;br /&gt;[x] had deja vu&lt;br /&gt;[ ] danced in the moonlight&lt;br /&gt;total: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 14&lt;br /&gt;[x] hated the way you look&lt;br /&gt;[ ] witnessed a crime&lt;br /&gt;[ ] pole danced&lt;br /&gt;[x] questioned your heart&lt;br /&gt;[x] been obsessed with post-it notes&lt;br /&gt;total: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 15&lt;br /&gt;[x] squished barefoot through the mud&lt;br /&gt;[x] been lost&lt;br /&gt;[x] been to the opposite side of the world&lt;br /&gt;[ ] swam in the ocean&lt;br /&gt;[x] felt like you were dying&lt;br /&gt;total: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 16&lt;br /&gt;[x]cried yourself to sleep&lt;br /&gt;[x] played cops and robbers&lt;br /&gt;[x] recently coloured with crayons/coloredpencils/markers&lt;br /&gt;[x] sang karaoke&lt;br /&gt;[x] paid for a meal with only coins&lt;br /&gt;total: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 17&lt;br /&gt;[x] done something you told yourself you wouldn't&lt;br /&gt;[x] made prank phone calls&lt;br /&gt;[x] laughed until some kind of beverage came out of your nose&lt;br /&gt;[x] kissed in the rain&lt;br /&gt;total: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 18&lt;br /&gt;[x] written a letter to Santa Clause&lt;br /&gt;[ ] been kissed under a mistletoe&lt;br /&gt;[x] watched the sun set with someone you care/cared about&lt;br /&gt;[x] blown bubbles&lt;br /&gt;[ ] made a bonfire on the beach&lt;br /&gt;total: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 19&lt;br /&gt;[ ] crashed a party&lt;br /&gt;[ ] have traveled more than 5 days with a car full of people&lt;br /&gt;[ ] gone roller skating/ blading&lt;br /&gt;[x] had a wish come true&lt;br /&gt;[ ] humped a monkey&lt;br /&gt;total: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 20&lt;br /&gt;[x] worn pearls&lt;br /&gt;[ ] jumped off a bridge&lt;br /&gt;[ ] screamed "penis" at a football game.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] swimming with dolphins&lt;br /&gt;total: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 21&lt;br /&gt;[x] got your tongue stuck to a pole/freezer/ice cube&lt;br /&gt;[ ] kissed a fish&lt;br /&gt;[x] worn the opposite sexes clothes&lt;br /&gt;[x] sat on a roof top&lt;br /&gt;total: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 22&lt;br /&gt;[x] screamed at the top of your lungs&lt;br /&gt;[ ] can do a one-handed cartwhee&lt;br /&gt;[x] talked on the phone for more than 6 hours&lt;br /&gt;[x] stayed up all night&lt;br /&gt;total: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 24&lt;br /&gt;[x] picked and ate a fruit right off the tree&lt;br /&gt;[ ] climbed a tree&lt;br /&gt;[ ] had/been in a tree house&lt;br /&gt;[x] are scared to watch scary movies alone&lt;br /&gt;total: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 25&lt;br /&gt;[x] believe in ghosts &lt;br /&gt;[ ] have/had more then 30 pairs of shoes&lt;br /&gt;[ ] gone streaking&lt;br /&gt;[ ] been in jail&lt;br /&gt;total: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've done 59 Out Of 125 crazy things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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When my eyes are pain, it's a sign that Im falling sick. /: RAWRRRS! It's really hard to breath. Urghs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the shirts will be collected tomorrow. People who havent paid, better pay up okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;i&gt;HAPPY BDAY AZEL DEAREST !  &lt;/em&gt; iLOVEYOU .&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-116550696483339129?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/116550696483339129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=116550696483339129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116550696483339129'/><link rel='self' 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Father:]&lt;br /&gt;Dontknow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Your Favorite Item:]&lt;br /&gt;Laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Your Dream Last Night:]&lt;br /&gt;None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Your Favorite Drink:]&lt;br /&gt;Many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Your Dream Home:]&lt;br /&gt;Bungalow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[The Room You Are In:]&lt;br /&gt;Living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Your Pets:]&lt;br /&gt;None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[What You Are Now:]&lt;br /&gt;Student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Who You Want to be in Ten Years:]&lt;br /&gt;Myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[What You Want to be in Ten Years:]&lt;br /&gt;Professional photographer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[What You're Not:]&lt;br /&gt;Many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Your Best Friend:]&lt;br /&gt;Zhoukai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[One of Your Wishlist Items:]&lt;br /&gt;Camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Your Gender:]&lt;br /&gt;Female.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[The Last Thing You Did:]&lt;br /&gt;Type?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[What You Are Wearing:]&lt;br /&gt;Tee and shorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Your Favorite Weather:]&lt;br /&gt;Sunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Your Favorite Book:]&lt;br /&gt;Many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[The Last Thing You Ate:]&lt;br /&gt;Tau huey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Your Life:]&lt;br /&gt;Fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Your Mood:]&lt;br /&gt;Shitty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Favorite Magazine:]&lt;br /&gt;Teenage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Favorite color:]&lt;br /&gt;Orange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[School:]&lt;br /&gt;Mayflower Secondary School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Song]&lt;br /&gt;Many.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-116533795603272240?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/116533795603272240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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/&gt;Italise the statements that you WISH are true.&lt;br /&gt;Leave the Fibs alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I miss somebody right now. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not watch tv these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I wear glasses or contact lenses.&lt;/i&gt; [ I want contacts. ]&lt;br /&gt;I love to play video games.&lt;br /&gt;I have tried marijuana.&lt;br /&gt;I have been in a threesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I believe honesty is usually the best policy.&lt;/i&gt; [ LOL! ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have changed mentally over the last year.&lt;/b&gt; [ I hope so! Hah. [; ]&lt;br /&gt;I carry my knife/razor everywhere with me. [ Eeks. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I curse.&lt;/b&gt; [ Totally true. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm totally smart.&lt;/i&gt; [ Hahahaha. So egotistical. ]&lt;br /&gt;I've broken someone's bones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm paranoid sometimes.&lt;/b&gt; [ Sometimes only. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free of cost, and scar-free.&lt;/b&gt; [ Who wouldnt? ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I need money right now.&lt;/b&gt; [ Desperately in need of frickin' cash la. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I love sushi.&lt;/b&gt; [ Yay, I love Jap food! ]&lt;br /&gt;I talk really, really fast.&lt;br /&gt;I have long hair.&lt;br /&gt;I have lost money in Las Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have at least one sibling.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have worn fake hair/fingernails/eyelashes in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I couldn't survive without Caller ID.&lt;/b&gt; [ I hate it when I dont know who's calling. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I like the way I look.&lt;/i&gt; [ Nah. ]&lt;br /&gt;I am usually pessimistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have a lot of mood swings.&lt;/b&gt; [ So true. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have a hidden talent.&lt;/b&gt; [ Hehheh. [; ]&lt;br /&gt;I'm always hyper no matter how much sugar I have.&lt;br /&gt;I have pecked someone of the same sex. [ Is people peck me. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I enjoy talking on the phone.&lt;/b&gt; [ Depends who also. ]&lt;br /&gt;I practically live in sweatpants or PJ pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I love to shop.&lt;/b&gt; [ Just no money. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Enjoy window shopping.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I would rather shop than eat.&lt;/b&gt; [ Of course! Can dont eat what. LOL. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I don't hate anyone.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm a pretty good dancer.&lt;/i&gt; [ I wna learn ballroom! ]&lt;br /&gt;I'm completely embarrassed to be seen with my mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have a cell phone.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I believe in God.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watch MTV on a daily basis.&lt;br /&gt;I have passed out drunk in the past 6 months. [ I cant stand alcohol. Hah. ]&lt;br /&gt;I want to have children in the future.&lt;br /&gt;I have changed a diaper before.&lt;br /&gt;I've called the cops on a friend before.&lt;br /&gt;I 'm not allergic to anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have a lot to learn.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm shy around members of the opposite sex.&lt;br /&gt;I have made a move on a friend's significant other or crush in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have tried alcohol before.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I own the South Park movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I would die for my best friend.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that Pizza Hut has the best pizza.&lt;br /&gt;I have used my sexuality to advance my career.&lt;br /&gt;I love Michael Jackson, scandals and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Halloween is awesome because you get free candy.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I watch Spongebob Squarepants and I like it.&lt;/b&gt; [ Frickin' nice! ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am happy at this moment!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tie my shoelaces differently from anyone I've ever met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I study for tests most of the time.&lt;/b&gt; [ Im guai alright! [; ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am comfortable with who I am right now.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I have more than just my ears pierced.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk barefoot wherever I can.&lt;br /&gt;I have jumped off a bridge.&lt;br /&gt;I love sea turtles.&lt;br /&gt;I spend ridiculous money on makeup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Plan on achieving a major goal/dream.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm proficient in a musical instrument.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked at McDonald's restaurant. [ The pay sucks alright. ]&lt;br /&gt;I hate office jobs. [ Can slack! ]&lt;br /&gt;I love sci-fi movies.&lt;br /&gt;I went college out of state.&lt;br /&gt;I like sausages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I adore bright colours.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't live without black eyeliner.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why the hell I just did this stupid thing.&lt;br /&gt;I usually like covers better than originals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I can pick up things with my toes.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't whistle.&lt;br /&gt;I can move my tongue in waves, much like a snake's slither.&lt;br /&gt;I have ridden/owned a horse.&lt;br /&gt;I still have every journal I've written in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I can't stick to a diet.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talk in my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I try to forget things by drowning them out with loads of distractions.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have jazz in my blood.&lt;br /&gt;Climbing trees is a brilliant past-time.&lt;br /&gt;I wear a toe ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I can't stand at LEAST one person that I work with.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a caffeine junkie.&lt;br /&gt;I have been to over 15 conventions.&lt;br /&gt;I will collect anything, and the more nonsensical the better.&lt;br /&gt;I'm an artist.&lt;br /&gt;I like a person of the same sex. [ LOL! So wrong. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I love being happy.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am an adrenaline junkie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-116516064758508004?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/116516064758508004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=116516064758508004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116516064758508004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116516064758508004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2006/12/bold-statements-that-are-true-to-you.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-116515886140138774</id><published>2006-12-03T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T23:14:21.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sexy.namedecoder.com"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="Amorous Lover Imparting Caresses and Intense Affection" src="http://sexy.namedecoder.com/webimages/handcuffs-f-ALICIA.png" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;&lt;small&gt;Get&lt;/a&gt; Your Sexy Name&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;LOL. This is my so-called Sexy Name huh. Hah. Retard.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The past few days I was helping out in the Children's Camp in church with Cherilyn, Grace, Tammei, Cassandra, Janet, Shuxing, Natasha, Joy, Joey, Charity and more. Bloody tiring, running after kids from 4 to 12 years old. But I may join the tuition program to teach kids. [; They are just so cute. Alyssia is so cute! She's the cutest kid there! I want to kidnap her and bring her home. Hahaha. She has 2 younger sisters and I think she's a great sister. But her sister is not as cute as her. [;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After the first day, went Tammei's house to sleep over. Her house is really nice! And it's designed by her mum. Her room is green! So cool. [;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We went to Pasir Ris park in the second day. I was station master for a super slack station. You just have to pose for 3 shots. Normal, funny and shocked. Waiting for groups are boring so I went around to Cherilyn and Issac's stations because they were just beside. Cherilyn's station were so funny. The kids had to go around a round thing for 10 rounds and run over to the next one and do 5 rounds. Some were so giddy that they couldnt walk properly and fell down. There was one girl who was doing it. Her group kept rushing her. She was like, "Fast, fast, fast. Never win before meh?!"  Than she cried. LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Third day was preparation for the Special Night. We had to come out with dramas and practice them in 3 hours. It was shitty. /: The group didnt want to co-operate. And one girl was really irritating. She was frickin' ew. It turned out okay la. But the other groups were better.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This camp was real fun. Loads of fellowship and the satisfaction when you see the kids happy. The craft was alot of work. I did one and I didnt know where it went to. Hah. It was all worth it, to talk to the kids and see them enjoying themselves. Though there were some naughty ones but they were still managable. The cutest kids were Alyssia, Roy, Gabriel and some others. [;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Movie Marathon at Cassandra's house was fatteninggggg. We ate sausages and chicken during the early morning. Than the next day after brunch, we finished two tubs of chocolate ice cream, 7 of us. And before that I just finished burning 91 calories, three fifths of my brunch and I added like a thousand more by eating all those ice cream. /: It was really fun. Thanks Cass! We should have more Movie Marathons. Haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-116515886140138774?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/116515886140138774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=116515886140138774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116515886140138774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116515886140138774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2006/12/hrefget-your-sexy-name-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-116472247251465405</id><published>2006-11-28T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T22:01:13.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The went-to-repair-but-not-repaired computer came back. But never mind, at least I still can come online. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunty Laura lent me Princess Hours. So I can finally watch those parts I've missed on Youtube. But the subtitles are in mandarin. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helping out in the children's camp from tomorrow till Friday. After that will be FOG's movie marathon at Cassandra's house! [; Im going to borrow all the comedy shows if we dont watch them during the movie marathon. I want to watch Step Up [Channing Tatum! ;DDD], Just Friends and The Holiday. Just Friends is NC16. /: But I think I can pass off la hor. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Santa Claus has completed his one task. One more to go! [; But I still have 2. /:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-116472247251465405?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/116472247251465405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=116472247251465405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116472247251465405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116472247251465405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2006/11/went-to-repair-but-not-repaired.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-116472103417650010</id><published>2006-11-28T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T21:37:14.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mighty to Save - Hillsong Church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone needs compassion&lt;br /&gt;A love that's never failing&lt;br /&gt;Let mercy fall on me&lt;br /&gt;Everyone needs forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;A kindness of a Savior&lt;br /&gt;The hope of nations&lt;br /&gt;Savior&lt;br /&gt;He can move the mountains&lt;br /&gt;My God is mighty to save&lt;br /&gt;He is mighty to save&lt;br /&gt;Forever&lt;br /&gt;Author of salvation&lt;br /&gt;He rose and conquered the grave&lt;br /&gt;Jesus conquered the grave&lt;br /&gt;So take me as You find me&lt;br /&gt;All my fears and failures&lt;br /&gt;Fill my life again&lt;br /&gt;I give my to follow&lt;br /&gt;Everything I believe in&lt;br /&gt;Now I surrender&lt;br /&gt;Savior&lt;br /&gt;He can move the mountains&lt;br /&gt;My God is mighty to save&lt;br /&gt;He is mighty to save&lt;br /&gt;Forever&lt;br /&gt;Author of salvation&lt;br /&gt;He rose and conquered the grave&lt;br /&gt;Jesus conquered the grave&lt;br /&gt;Shine your light and let the whole world see&lt;br /&gt;We're singing for the glory of the risen King&lt;br /&gt;Jesus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-116472103417650010?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/116472103417650010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=116472103417650010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116472103417650010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116472103417650010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2006/11/mighty-to-save-hillsong-church.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-116427934990257467</id><published>2006-11-23T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T18:55:49.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My comp has been sent for repair. So I won blog and be online very often. /: Past days, I've forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helped out in church today. Alot of work to do - prepare the craft work for the Children's Camp. Eyes are bloody dry now. Continuing tomorrow. Im going to die. /:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-116427934990257467?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/116427934990257467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=116427934990257467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116427934990257467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116427934990257467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-comp-has-been-sent-for-repair.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-116343151736561618</id><published>2006-11-13T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T23:25:17.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dragonboat : as expected, nothing. But I think we put in effort la. Yay! The first was CHIJ Toa Payoh, followed by CHIJ Katong Convent teams A &amp; B, then Mayflower A &amp;amp; B. The 2 other schools have dragonboat as their CCA so they should win. If we win them, it means they're really lousy. Haha. TeamB came in 17seconds after Team A. /: Quite far behind. But at the starting point, we were difting at the back too. So yah, it affected our time too. My right shoulder is really suan. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home to bathe and went out again. [; Met Zhoukai and Jiegang at Marina Square. And I finally met Jiegang. Haha. Looked at the wallets and walked around. Then walked all the way to Sim Lim Square to buy portable DVD player. Checked out the price for the cameras I had in mind. Sony Cybershot T50 costs $617. Can store up to 400 shots, 7.2Megapixel. Canon Lumix costs $600. Can store up to 460 shots, also 7.2Megapixel. The Cybershot obviously looks nicer. And also have to buy external SD card. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urghs. The first thing Im going to buy when I work is a camera, obviously! Haha. And maybe after that, a laptop of my very own, using my own money. [; But that will take super long la,I know. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the farm area today. Not very nice la. Quite dusty. Lunch was nice though! [; And I almost broke my arms. /:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-116343151736561618?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/116343151736561618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=116343151736561618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116343151736561618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116343151736561618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2006/11/dragonboat-as-expected-nothing.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-116325030808600648</id><published>2006-11-11T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T21:05:08.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The class t-shirt is finally ordered! But have to email the man the design. Gwen, must send me ah. Yayyayyay. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Christina at Novena MRT. Went to Heart of God Church. It's abit like y-Hope. All jumping around and friendly! Weikiat was nice. [; But he doesnt talk clearly so I had to "Huh?" many times. Haha. Saw a few people than we played basketball with at Khatib there. Alan is one of them. Hah. It was fun! I got free gummy sweets too. [;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for dinner at Sumo House. Rp joined. Hehheh. Felt so odd lor. /: Zhoukai la! Never pick up phone. LOL. Ate salmon with rice. Not bad. Haha. Quite cheap for japanese food. Must go there to eat! [;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be the dragonboat regatta! Jiayoujiayou. [;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aw, crap. I'll have to sleep early. My legs are aching. /:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-116325030808600648?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/116325030808600648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=116325030808600648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116325030808600648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116325030808600648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2006/11/class-t-shirt-is-finally-ordered-but.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-116317060229724150</id><published>2006-11-10T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T18:57:56.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>01) What is the phone brand?&lt;br /&gt;- Nokia6280.&lt;br /&gt;02) What are the last 3 digits of your mobile number?&lt;br /&gt;- 655.&lt;br /&gt;03) What does the 2nd message in your inbox say?&lt;br /&gt;-"No prob." : Eleanor.&lt;br /&gt;04) Who is the first person who comes up under the letter M?&lt;br /&gt;- Marcus.&lt;br /&gt;05) Who was the last person you rang?&lt;br /&gt;- Chuxian.&lt;br /&gt;06) Who was your last missed call from?&lt;br /&gt;- Mum.&lt;br /&gt;07) Who was the 2nd person who comes up under D?&lt;br /&gt;- Darren.&lt;br /&gt;08) What does the oldest message in your inbox say?&lt;br /&gt;- "Nah. You're underage. Haha." : Zhoukai.&lt;br /&gt;09)Who comes up under J?&lt;br /&gt;- Jane, Janella, another Jane, Janet, Janisha, Jannis, Jasmine, Jason, Jasper, Jean, Jeffery, Jenna, Jerome, Jianbin, Jianjin, Jianting, Jiapei, Jiaqi, Jiegang, Jingming, Jingwen, Jingyi, Jinhan, Joanne, Jody, Joe, Joel, Joey, another Joey, Jolene, Jordon, Josephine, Joseph, Joshua, another Joshua, Joyce, Joy, Jude, Jueyin, Julia, Junwei, Junyang.&lt;br /&gt;10) Go to your Sent Items - what does the 10th message say?&lt;br /&gt;- "now than start ah . haha . yup . [; you staying over there later ?" : Zhoukai.&lt;br /&gt;11) Who is the 4th person who comes up under S? &lt;br /&gt;- Sarah.&lt;br /&gt;12) Who is your network provider?&lt;br /&gt;- Singtel.&lt;br /&gt;13) How many messages are currently in your inbox?&lt;br /&gt;- 139.&lt;br /&gt;14) What do you have as your background?&lt;br /&gt;- Shin in his dazzling Prince costume &amp; holding Alfred. [; [of Princess Hours]&lt;br /&gt;15) Who is the 2nd person who comes up under R?&lt;br /&gt;- Rachel.&lt;br /&gt;16) Who do you have on speed dial 3?&lt;br /&gt;- I dont use speed dial.&lt;br /&gt;17) If you are on Pay as you Go, how much credit do you have?&lt;br /&gt;- I only use auto-roam.&lt;br /&gt;18) Who is the first person who comes up under C?&lt;br /&gt;- Camilia.&lt;br /&gt;19) How many bars of signal do you currently have?&lt;br /&gt;- 4.&lt;br /&gt;20) What do you have as your main ringtone?&lt;br /&gt;- Promiscuous : Nelly Furtado ft. Timbaland.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-116317060229724150?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/116317060229724150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=116317060229724150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116317060229724150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116317060229724150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2006/11/01-what-is-phone-brand-nokia6280.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-116316142519616645</id><published>2006-11-10T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T20:23:45.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Congrats Ahpa&amp;Ahma on your wedding! [;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was about 5 minutes late for training, cause my dad couldnt come back in time from fetching my sis. Mrs Thomas was there when I reached. After I put my bag and walked out to start running, she was like "Haha. 5 minutes late ah." I was *smilesmilesmile*. LOL. We signed a contract la. And we're to abide by the rules. One of them is to be punctual. Hah. Complete a round without stopping. [;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! Yingtsui is well again and of course her crazyness has resumed. She was suffering from exhaustion! This crazy woman. LOL. Glad that you're back to your maddish self. [;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thigh muscles are aching. I have to go for the dragonboat regatta on Sunday so I cant go church. Or go for 15 minutes. Service starts at 9:15am and we're supposed to meet at 9:30am. Haha. Unless I go for IGC, which is at 8am. We'll see la. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I desperately need money. Maybe I should go sell ice cream? LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-116316142519616645?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/116316142519616645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=116316142519616645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116316142519616645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116316142519616645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2006/11/congrats-ahpa-my-thigh-muscles-are.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-116308337515496049</id><published>2006-11-09T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T22:42:55.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dragonboat today was quite okay. PT was tough! But what do you expect, Mrs Sidhu leh. LOL. Super tiring, but satisfaction after all. Rawr, didnt get to sit on the right again. Im going to on Sunday! /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training tomorrow! [; I miss my bballers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-116308337515496049?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/116308337515496049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=116308337515496049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116308337515496049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116308337515496049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2006/11/dragonboat-today-was-quite-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-116299132414356567</id><published>2006-11-08T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T20:30:45.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I contribute so damn much alright. Just because she refuses to do it, you ask me to do. Even if she's at home. FUCKED UP CAN. THIS HOME HAVE WHAT DAMN FUCKING LOVE, HUH? Big deal if she doesnt want to do it. Dont cook la! Just let us starve to death. It's been how long since I bought clothes. She always uses her money to buy her own clothes because she doesnt have to spent a single cent in school! It's all provided. What about me? I have to pay for my own recess and lunch. And you complain that my allowance is alot. Wait till you count how I spend it. If I want to buy something, you always say that I'll have to save and buy it. But how the fuck can I save when there is nothing to save? Everything I do is a nuisance to you. You're the one that you always call to do things cause I will do it. And you keep saying the Im comparing. Of course what. Why am I doing everything while she just sits there doing nothing, growing fat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My home, is just a place where I sleep in. My life can relate very well to Tom's life in I Not Stupid Too. Exactly the same. In this family, no one can be treated like a pal. Im just always wasting their money when I buy things. You think I want your money so much? If I could work, I wouldnt need and I dont want your shit at all. I'll pay for all my expenses okay. Just you wait. Next year, you wont see that annoying child that is always wasting your money at home very often. I'll work my butt off. You wouldnt have to provide except to pay for the phone, electricity and water bills. I dont have to talk to you. If I get a better paying job, I'll even pay my own phone bills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime after an argument, you'll lock yourself in the room and cry. After that, it will be cold war. It's such a routine that I dont even bother to care if you're alright even if Im not in the wrong. The spirit of hurt, angst, loneliness and hatred will always be in the house until there's a breakthrough. That's why everyday, I do activities to keep me out of the house. Out there, I feel a little better. I can keep my mind off things and just have a great time. When there is a call from home, I always dread answering it. Cause every single time, it's "Where are you now? Dinner's ready. Come back." And if she goes out, you'll start calling her when it's only after 11. After I reach home, all you get is silence from me. I dont see the point in going home and eating dinner together, when we dont even talk. And everytime we talk, it'll always end in an argument or a pointless lecture. Laughter is so rare in this house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Im going to stand this family any longer, I think dying or running away would be the best solutions. I've tried holding my tongue and not talk back. But that angers me even more as I cant get it out. I just want a loving home where we do things together and laughter fills the air everytime. Not staring, a sense of irritatedness and annoyance. So Zhoukai, after all I have blogged, you now know why I dont like going home. One day, I'll may just need your shoulder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-116299132414356567?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/116299132414356567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=116299132414356567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116299132414356567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116299132414356567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-contribute-so-damn-much-alright.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-116295411596083108</id><published>2006-11-08T10:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T10:48:35.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>full name: Alicia Tan Jia Hui.&lt;br /&gt;nicknames: Cia, Cia-y.&lt;br /&gt;gender: Female.&lt;br /&gt;age: 13.&lt;br /&gt;b-day: 13March1993.&lt;br /&gt;star sign: Pisces.&lt;br /&gt;place of birth: Singapore ; Thomson Medical Hospital.&lt;br /&gt;height: 174cm or more. [;&lt;br /&gt;eye color: Dark brown.&lt;br /&gt;hair color: Dark brown.&lt;br /&gt;skin color: Tan. Reddish-brown.&lt;br /&gt;any piercings: Yeaps. 7! [;&lt;br /&gt;where: Ears.&lt;br /&gt;do you want more: Yeaps.&lt;br /&gt;do you wear glasses: No, but I have a degree.&lt;br /&gt;do you have braces: No, I want!&lt;br /&gt;what color are your nails: Shiny baby pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom's name: Rose.&lt;br /&gt;dad's name: Joshua.&lt;br /&gt;any brothers or sisters: Older sister.&lt;br /&gt;how old: 16.&lt;br /&gt;who do you live with: Family.&lt;br /&gt;are your parents married: Yah.&lt;br /&gt;do you have any pets: No.&lt;br /&gt;where do you live: AMK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what school do you go to: MFSS.&lt;br /&gt;what grade: Sec1.&lt;br /&gt;favourite subject: Home Economics.&lt;br /&gt;favourite teacher: None.&lt;br /&gt;worst subject: Art.&lt;br /&gt;is your school public or private: Public.&lt;br /&gt;would you ever go to a private school: Yah. Was supposed to go.&lt;br /&gt;do you like football: Not exactly.&lt;br /&gt;do you like baseball: Okay la.&lt;br /&gt;do you like basketball: Of course!&lt;br /&gt;do you like dance: Okay la.&lt;br /&gt;do you like badminton: Okay la.&lt;br /&gt;do you like volleyball: Yeap.&lt;br /&gt;do you like golf: Not really.&lt;br /&gt;do you have a boyfriend: No. Why do we need boys? SISTA'HOODDDDD! [;&lt;br /&gt;if so, name: -&lt;br /&gt;how old is he: -&lt;br /&gt;are you single: Yup, and loving it! [;&lt;br /&gt;are you straight/gay/bi: Im goddamn straight alrights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is your ideal hair color for a boyfriend/girlfriend: Jet black with outrageous coloured streaks. [;&lt;br /&gt;eye color: Brown or grey.&lt;br /&gt;skin color: Tan.&lt;br /&gt;height: Preferably taller.&lt;br /&gt;personality: I have high standards. [;&lt;br /&gt;style: Laid-back.&lt;br /&gt;does size matter: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;are you happy: Not really.&lt;br /&gt;sad: usually.&lt;br /&gt;funny: [;&lt;br /&gt;boring: Dont know.&lt;br /&gt;popular: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;happy-go-lucky: Hmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;serious:: When there's a need to be.&lt;br /&gt;chilled:: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;stressed:: Not really.&lt;br /&gt;smart: Okay la.&lt;br /&gt;dumb: LOL.&lt;br /&gt;shy:: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;outgoing:: Yah.&lt;br /&gt;loud:: Usually.&lt;br /&gt;quiet: Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;annoying: I dont think so. [;&lt;br /&gt;nice: Dont know. [;&lt;br /&gt;kind: At times.&lt;br /&gt;friendly: Yes!&lt;br /&gt;nasty: At times. -Seldom!&lt;br /&gt;evil:: Hehheh.&lt;br /&gt;fashionable: I think not.&lt;br /&gt;pretty:: No.&lt;br /&gt;ugly: Yah!&lt;br /&gt;have you ever smoked: No.&lt;br /&gt;have you ever done drugs?: No.&lt;br /&gt;have you ever drank alcohol?: Yup.&lt;br /&gt;have you ever had sex?: LOL. No.&lt;br /&gt;have you ever been abroad?: Yah.&lt;br /&gt;do you have any scars?: Duh.&lt;br /&gt;have you ever killed someone?: No.&lt;br /&gt;have you ever kicked someone in the nuts: Not yet. [;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever been arrested?: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;have you ever got in a fight?: Yah.&lt;br /&gt;have you ever stolen something?: Who havent?&lt;br /&gt;have you ever given birth?: No.&lt;br /&gt;have you ever been fired?: Not yet. [;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever passed out?: Yup.&lt;br /&gt;have you ever peed in your pants?: Yeah! [;&lt;br /&gt;if so, why?: Cos I didnt have toilet training then. Hah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-116295411596083108?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/116295411596083108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=116295411596083108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116295411596083108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116295411596083108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2006/11/full-name-alicia-tan-jia-hui.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-116290622644475915</id><published>2006-11-07T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T21:31:48.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Okay 1Endeavourians'2006. The class t-shirt design is confirmed. Everything is settled at there will be no changes. For the names, it'll just be { NAME IN CAPS }. Nothing else. Standard font too. And you wont have to add another $1. [;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dragonboat practice was okay. Im chao dah again! [; Reddish la. I cant get black. Heh. Some stupid primary school kids passing our boat splashed the damn salty water at us. We dont fucking know them alright. My eyes really hurt after that. My hair was smelly, weirdish and yucky. The group I was put into afterwards suck. I guess we'll just win a stinkin' fish after the race ends on Sunday. /:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-116290622644475915?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/116290622644475915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=116290622644475915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116290622644475915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116290622644475915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2006/11/okay-1endeavourians2006_07.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-116281850368940199</id><published>2006-11-06T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T21:08:23.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>01. What is your full name?&lt;br /&gt;Alicia Tan Jia Hui. [;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02. What color pants are you wearing??&lt;br /&gt;Black FBT shorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03. What are you listening to right now??&lt;br /&gt;987FM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04. What are the last four digits of your phone number??&lt;br /&gt;2655.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05. What was the last thing you ate??&lt;br /&gt;Meat from dinner's soup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06. If you were a crayon what color would you be??&lt;br /&gt;Orange! [;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07. Last Person You Spoke To on The Phone??&lt;br /&gt;Ms Cheng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08. The First Thing You Notice about the Opposite Gender??&lt;br /&gt;Eyebrows! Nah, face actually. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09. Do you Like The Person Who Sent You This??&lt;br /&gt;I ripped it from Kerrie! [;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What's Your Favourite Drink??&lt;br /&gt;Lemon barley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What's Your Favourite Alcoholic Drink??&lt;br /&gt;I dont like alcohol. White wine is the most okay one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What's Your Favorite Sport??&lt;br /&gt;Basketball!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What's Your Hair Color??&lt;br /&gt;Dark brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What's Your Eye Color??&lt;br /&gt;Dark brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Do You Wear Contacts??&lt;br /&gt;Yes! I want grey coloured contacts! [[[;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Siblings??&lt;br /&gt;Older sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Favourite Month??&lt;br /&gt;June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Last Movie You Watched??&lt;br /&gt;Pirates of the Carribean : Dead Man's Chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Favourite Day of the Year??&lt;br /&gt;25th December! PRESENTS! [;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.Are you too shy to ask someone out??&lt;br /&gt;Depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Summer or Winter??&lt;br /&gt;Both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Hugs or Kisses??&lt;br /&gt;Both! [;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Relationships or One Night Stands??&lt;br /&gt;Relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Chocolate or Vanilla??&lt;br /&gt;Both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Do you want your friends to write back??&lt;br /&gt;Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Who is most likely to respond??&lt;br /&gt;Cherilyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Who is most likely to not respond??&lt;br /&gt;Kerrie and Gwen! Busy woman aye. [;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Living arrangements??&lt;br /&gt;Black, white, red. Big house, or condo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. What's on your mouse pad??&lt;br /&gt;Im using a laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. What did you do last night??&lt;br /&gt;Go online. What else? [;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Favourite flavour??&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Can you touch your nose with your tongue??&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. What inspires you??&lt;br /&gt;Anything that has inspiration! [;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Buttered/Plain/Salted Popcorn??&lt;br /&gt;Buttered. I'll prefer sweet though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Favourite type of car??&lt;br /&gt;Huge, box-like shaped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Favourite type of flower??&lt;br /&gt;Roses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. How many keys are there on your key ring??&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Can you juggle??&lt;br /&gt;A lil'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Can you put your toes in your mouth??&lt;br /&gt;I think. I havent tried! [;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Do you have a crush (or a relationship)??&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmmmm. [;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Name of your crush/stead??&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmmmm. [;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Star Sign??&lt;br /&gt;Pisces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Favourite Movie??&lt;br /&gt;Many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47.Favourite Girl &amp; Boy??&lt;br /&gt;I dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Ever Been Kissed By a Boy/Girl you like??&lt;br /&gt;Last time, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Favourite Brand??&lt;br /&gt;Adidas, Nike, Quiksilver, SlurpingApe and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Movies or Series??&lt;br /&gt;Series, of course! [;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-116281850368940199?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/116281850368940199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=116281850368940199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116281850368940199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116281850368940199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2006/11/01.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-116281672659521243</id><published>2006-11-06T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T20:41:13.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TALKING TERMS&lt;br /&gt;1a) Who always listen out to what you have to crap about? ::: Cherilyn.&lt;br /&gt;1b) Who, then, craps WITH/TO you? ::: Gwen. [;&lt;br /&gt;1c) Who loves to talk to you alot? ::: I dont know. Gwen &amp; Kerrie?&lt;br /&gt;2a) Name one friend whom shares the same passion as you. ::: Gwen?&lt;br /&gt;2b) What passion do you two share? ::: Photographing.&lt;br /&gt;2c) Are they two of you good friends? ::: Yeap.&lt;br /&gt;3a) Who do you like to do group work with? ::: Not with AGEEK. We quarrel too much! Haha. I dont know leh.&lt;br /&gt;3b) Describe the first person you mentioned. ::: Nice! Busy woman. Besties since P4.&lt;br /&gt;3c) Is the second person one of your best friends/your best friend? ::: Yeap.&lt;br /&gt;4a) Name one of your celebrity crushes. ::: Mingdao!&lt;br /&gt;4b) What type of entertainment is he? ::: Acting and singing.&lt;br /&gt;4c) How long do you think you'll continue to craze about him? ::: Heh, dont know.&lt;br /&gt;5a) Who'd you share your darkest secrets with? ::: Cherilyn, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;5b) Would she/he share her/his darkest secrets with you? ::: Usually.&lt;br /&gt;5c) So, is that person your best friend? ::: Yup! [;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-116281672659521243?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/116281672659521243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=116281672659521243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116281672659521243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116281672659521243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2006/11/talking-terms-1a-who-always-listen-out.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-116280794803095544</id><published>2006-11-06T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T18:12:28.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Played friendly with Whitley. We won for B &amp; C girls, though it was not really fair for the C girls match. It was half time so most of us who played went McDonald's to go toilet and buy drinks. There was only one cubicle, and the person inside had a stomach ache so she took a long time. In the end, I didnt get to go. /: The seniors played for us first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just satisfied with my performance though I could have scored more. I'll train more to improve. I got to improve! Haha. Number 6 &amp; 14 from Whitley were damn rough la. Go sandwich me when I dont even have the ball. Retarded. Heard from Angie that Number 14 is together with Anzee. LOL! Butches and lesbians. They're amusing. And many basketball girls are like that. Usually butches. I thank God that they are rare in MFSS if not I'll freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the two Whitley girls, their butts were really hard. I got super angry during the game and cussed alot, as usual. [; I was like, "Wtf la. No ball still push push push. Fucking assholes." LOL. 6 kept pushing and in total I got fouled 3 times. Twice by her I think. She kept pushing and shoving. And again, she is RETARDED! She doesnt even know how to shoot at base line la. Keeps air-balling. Adora got many rebounds from her shots. [;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I accidentally whacked Chermaine in the head. While I was guarding 14, she was beside me. So to guard, you have to raise your hands right. And while my hand was coming down, she was running from my side to the back. So she got whacked. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlene is in the team too, surprisingly. She doesnt know how to shoot la. LOL. It was quite fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yingtsui ; Get well soon! Hope you're feeling better. Take care. [;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-116280794803095544?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/116280794803095544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=116280794803095544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116280794803095544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116280794803095544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2006/11/played-friendly-with-whitley.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-116280669510383752</id><published>2006-11-06T17:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T17:54:41.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im so bored, I go off ripping quizes from people's blogs. [;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've done this quiz somewhere, somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Start Time: 5:20 pm&lt;br /&gt;2. Name: Alicia&lt;br /&gt;3. Nickname: Cia, Cia-y &lt;br /&gt;4. If you were a skittle, what color would you be?: Orange!&lt;br /&gt;5. Chinese Zodiac: Rooster.&lt;br /&gt;6. Horoscope: Pisces.&lt;br /&gt;7. Hair color: Dark brown.&lt;br /&gt;8. Eye color: Dark brown.&lt;br /&gt;9. Height: 174cm or more. [;&lt;br /&gt;10. Favorite Color : Orange!&lt;br /&gt;11. Glasses?: I have a degree but I dont wear them.&lt;br /&gt;12. Braces?: No. I WANT! /:&lt;br /&gt;13. Piercing/tattoos: 7 piercings, no tattoos.&lt;br /&gt;14. Pet: No. They all died. /: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER&lt;br /&gt;15. Cut your own hair?: Yup.&lt;br /&gt;16. Did you do something in the past month that you regret? Yah, just hours ago.&lt;br /&gt;18. Hugged someone who isn't your g/f or b/f?: Yup.&lt;br /&gt;19. Skipped school?: Yup.&lt;br /&gt;20. Bungee jumped?: No.&lt;br /&gt;21. Jump off a building?: No, but have thought of it. [;&lt;br /&gt;22. Dumped someone?: Not exactly.&lt;br /&gt;23. Been arrested?: No.&lt;br /&gt;24. TP'd someone's house?: No.&lt;br /&gt;25. Won something?: Yah.&lt;br /&gt;26. Been rejected?: Hmmm, no?&lt;br /&gt;27. Been to a funeral?: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;28. Used a lighter?: Yah.&lt;br /&gt;29. Been on stage?: Yah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE&lt;br /&gt;30. Season: Spring.&lt;br /&gt;31. Food: Alot.&lt;br /&gt;32. Ice cream flavour: Vanilla.&lt;br /&gt;33. School subject(s): Home Economics, Science.&lt;br /&gt;34. Person: Many. [;&lt;br /&gt;35. Book(s): Many.&lt;br /&gt;36. Movie(s): Many.&lt;br /&gt;37. Song(s): Move Along - The All American Rejects. [ The starting is a drum intro! (; ]&lt;br /&gt;38. Park: Pasir Ris?&lt;br /&gt;39. State: I dont know. &lt;br /&gt;40. Place: Many. Library mostly.&lt;br /&gt;41. Sport to watch: Basketball.&lt;br /&gt;42. Bands/musicians: PANIC! at The Disco.&lt;br /&gt;43. Letter(s): I dont know.&lt;br /&gt;44. Restaurant: Marche?&lt;br /&gt;45. Cartoon Character(s): Garfield.&lt;br /&gt;46. TV Station(s): MTV, sports channels.&lt;br /&gt;47. Name for a son: Luke/Duke.&lt;br /&gt;48. Name for a daughter: Have yet to think of it. Keia? [ Pronouced kee-yah ] [;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU PREFER&lt;br /&gt;49. Chocolate or Vanilla?: Both.&lt;br /&gt;50. Long relationships or short?: Long.&lt;br /&gt;51. Dogs or cats?: Dogs.&lt;br /&gt;52. Scary movies or comedies?: Comedies.&lt;br /&gt;53. Short hair or long?: Long i guess.&lt;br /&gt;54. Croutons or bacon bits?: Bacon.&lt;br /&gt;55. Kissing or hugging?: Both can? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRST THINGS THAT COME TO MIND&lt;br /&gt;56. Mexicans: Funny big hats.&lt;br /&gt;57. School: Ugly. It has so many colours that doesnt match.&lt;br /&gt;58. Grass: Green?&lt;br /&gt;59. Cow: Mooooo!&lt;br /&gt;60. Canada: Pretty place. [;&lt;br /&gt;61. Mouse: RUN!&lt;br /&gt;62. Hands: Nails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE PAST 48 HOURS, HAVE YOU&lt;br /&gt;63. Watched a movie: Yup.&lt;br /&gt;64. Talked on the phone: Yup.&lt;br /&gt;65. Cried: Yup.&lt;br /&gt;66. Threw up: No.&lt;br /&gt;67. Drank a glass of water: Yup. Plenty.&lt;br /&gt;68. Done Drugs: No.&lt;br /&gt;69. Read a book or magazine: Yup.&lt;br /&gt;70. Watched TV: No.&lt;br /&gt;71. Looked in the mirror: Of course.&lt;br /&gt;72. Taken a shower: Yah. Im xiang! [;&lt;br /&gt;73. Taken a picture: Yup.&lt;br /&gt;74. Listened to music: Yup.&lt;br /&gt;75. Kissed someone: Hmmm, no.&lt;br /&gt;76. Told someone you liked them: No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were many missing questions, so I just changed all the numbers. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-116280669510383752?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/116280669510383752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=116280669510383752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116280669510383752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116280669510383752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-so-bored-i-go-off-ripping-quizes.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-116280462406219993</id><published>2006-11-06T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T17:17:04.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another quiz! Aw, Im addicted to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RED;&lt;br /&gt;Closest red thing to you? ::: My Crumpler bag.&lt;br /&gt;Last thing to make you angry? ::: Someone talking nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a temper? ::: Of course. [;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a fan of romance? ::: Yeaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ORANGE;&lt;br /&gt;Closest orange thing to you? ::: My phone.&lt;br /&gt;Do you like to burn things? ::: Most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;Dress up for Halloween? ::: I cant celebrate it. So, no.&lt;br /&gt;Are you usually a warm-hearted person? ::: I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Do you have anything against ginger hair? ::: Hmmm, no.&lt;br /&gt;Are you usually full of energy? ::: Usually. [;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YELLOW;&lt;br /&gt;Closest yellow thing to you? ::: Sofa.&lt;br /&gt;The happiest time[s] of your life? ::: Cant remember.&lt;br /&gt;Favorite holiday? ::: New Zealand.&lt;br /&gt;What makes you smile? ::: Some people, doing sweet and meaningful things for me. [;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a coward? ::: LOL. Sometimes?&lt;br /&gt;Do you burn or tan? ::: Tan. I cant burn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GREEN;&lt;br /&gt;Closest green thing to you? ::: Green cup.&lt;br /&gt;Do you care about the enviroment? ::: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Are you jealous of anyone right now? ::: No, I guess .&lt;br /&gt;Are you a lucky person? ::: Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;Do you always want what you can't have? ::: Duh.&lt;br /&gt;Are you Irish? ::: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLUE;&lt;br /&gt;Closest blue thing to you? ::: My bible.&lt;br /&gt;Are you good at calming people down? ::: Not really.&lt;br /&gt;Do you like the sea? ::: Yup.&lt;br /&gt;Last thing to make you cry? ::: My mum saying I was useless when I cant find the damn brush.&lt;br /&gt;Are you a logical thinker? ::: Usually? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Can you sleep easily? ::: Depends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-116280462406219993?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/116280462406219993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=116280462406219993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116280462406219993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116280462406219993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2006/11/another-quiz-aw-im-addicted-to-them.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-116273288285237271</id><published>2006-11-05T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T21:23:48.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wtf. My mum used MY newspaper to do her fucking vegetables. And it was in the damn box. IN THE BOX. There is a whole fucking pile of newspapers just beside the box, and why does she have to take the one IN THE FUCKING DAMN BOX?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What stupid parents I have. They just have to piss me off every single day. Fuckers. I just want to cuss so much and just whack them senseless through their thick brainless skulls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's the Man is uber nice! The part where the three girls were fighting in the toilet was amusing. [; It's obscene during the soccer game though. Hehheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weijin ; Thanks for the discs! And for letting me go to the gym. Heh. [;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-116273288285237271?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/116273288285237271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=116273288285237271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116273288285237271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116273288285237271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2006/11/wtf.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-116265364344969024</id><published>2006-11-04T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T23:20:44.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On the way home after dinner just now, I saw an Indian couple having a brawl. It was really amusing. The woman was screaming her ass off and I could hear her when I was at the end of the road while she was at the other end. The guy was like really quiet and was trying to keep the attention away from them while the woman didnt care and just screamed. Apparently, people who walked passed them stared as the were causing a racket. At first before I saw them, I thought it was just some drunk man blabbing nonsense in a high pitched voice. Haha. I think the woman was listing all the guy's faults as I heard her say when it was her mum's birthday, the guy didnt come but went out with his friends to drink or something like that. Then she started saying, "I dont want you anymore, okay? Go away!" I was thinking "Wahlao. Dont have to do this in public right. If I were the guy, I would have given her a tight slap and told her to shut up."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehheh. [;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-116265364344969024?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/116265364344969024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=116265364344969024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116265364344969024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116265364344969024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2006/11/on-way-home-after-dinner-just-now-i.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-116262764308269244</id><published>2006-11-04T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T16:07:23.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay! I've done 2 surveys in a day! [;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who can lend me Goong? Pleaseeeeeeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-116262764308269244?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/116262764308269244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=116262764308269244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116262764308269244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116262764308269244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2006/11/yay-ive-done-2-surveys-in-day-who-can.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-116262726495068604</id><published>2006-11-04T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T16:01:04.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ultimate Survey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;full name: Alicia Tan.&lt;br /&gt;nickname(s): Cia, Cia-y.&lt;br /&gt;birthday: 13 March 1993.&lt;br /&gt;where were you born: Singapore ; Thomson Medical Hospital.&lt;br /&gt;zodiac sign: Rooster.&lt;br /&gt;height: 173cm [or taller]. (;&lt;br /&gt;weight: secret! X=&lt;br /&gt;hair color: Dark brown.&lt;br /&gt;eye color: Dark brown.&lt;br /&gt;shoe size: 9half to 10.&lt;br /&gt;ring size: Dont know.&lt;br /&gt;skin type (freckles, tan, albino, etc.): Freckles and tan.&lt;br /&gt;blood type: B+.&lt;br /&gt;grade: Secondary 1.&lt;br /&gt;GPA: Our school doesnt count for us.&lt;br /&gt;siblings: Older sister.&lt;br /&gt;tattoos: None.&lt;br /&gt;piercings: 5.&lt;br /&gt;hobbies: Playing basketball, reading, going online and more stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite :&lt;br /&gt;color: Orange, some shades of green, brown, black, white.&lt;br /&gt;food: Many. Japanese! (;&lt;br /&gt;candy: Chocolate!&lt;br /&gt;type of cheese: Melted i guess. /:&lt;br /&gt;pizza topping: Meat and cheese.&lt;br /&gt;salad dressing: Thousand Island.&lt;br /&gt;sandwich: Tuna.&lt;br /&gt;cereal: Honey stars, Twix, Peanut butter thingy.&lt;br /&gt;fruit: Almost all!&lt;br /&gt;vegetable: Kangkong.&lt;br /&gt;berry: Strawberry?&lt;br /&gt;cake: Almost all! [fruit cake sucks!] (;&lt;br /&gt;book: Romance.&lt;br /&gt;movie: Too many to name.&lt;br /&gt;magazine: Teenage.&lt;br /&gt;newspaper: The Straits Times? Urban!&lt;br /&gt;tv show: Many.&lt;br /&gt;website: http://blurredrants.blogspot.com of course! (;&lt;br /&gt;radio station: 98.7FM.&lt;br /&gt;font: Many.&lt;br /&gt;cartoon character: Tigger!&lt;br /&gt;artist (painter): Dont know.&lt;br /&gt;actor: Orlando Bloom and MingDao!&lt;br /&gt;actress: Dont know.&lt;br /&gt;cd: PANIC! at the Disco - A Fever You Cant Sweat Out.&lt;br /&gt;song: Too many to name.&lt;br /&gt;music group: PANIC! at the Disco, LinkinPark, SimplePlan, GoodCharlotte. Many more&lt;br /&gt;music type: Rock, rap, RnB.&lt;br /&gt;day of the week: Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;month: March. (;&lt;br /&gt;season: Spring.&lt;br /&gt;holiday: End of year holiday.&lt;br /&gt;shampoo: Dove!&lt;br /&gt;conditioner: Dove!&lt;br /&gt;number: 13! (;&lt;br /&gt;phrase: "Wahlao! EEE."&lt;br /&gt;store: Many.&lt;br /&gt;weather: Cooling?&lt;br /&gt;restaurant: Dont know.&lt;br /&gt;channel: MTV? I dont watch tv.&lt;br /&gt;teacher: Mr James Lee.&lt;br /&gt;weekend activity: Tuition, cell group, church, go out! (;&lt;br /&gt;hangout: Junction8, AMK Central, Town, library, basketball courts.&lt;br /&gt;house color: Cream?&lt;br /&gt;sport to watch: Basketball, pool, soccer.&lt;br /&gt;sport to play: Basketball, bowling!&lt;br /&gt;animal: Puppies! (;&lt;br /&gt;flower: Red roses.&lt;br /&gt;guy's name: Luke.&lt;br /&gt;girl's name: I dont know yet.&lt;br /&gt;board game: Game of Life?&lt;br /&gt;party game: Truth or dare.&lt;br /&gt;story from childhood: Dont know. I dont have childhood la! /:&lt;br /&gt;body part: Eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever:&lt;br /&gt;been on a train: Yup, MRT.&lt;br /&gt;been on a plane: Yup.&lt;br /&gt;been in a car accident: Thank God, no.&lt;br /&gt;caused a car accident: No.&lt;br /&gt;run into a wall: Yup, many times! X=&lt;br /&gt;burned a potato chip: No. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;almost burned the house down: No.&lt;br /&gt;smoked: No. It's stupid to smoke.&lt;br /&gt;been drunk: Not yet! (;&lt;br /&gt;been high: Of course!&lt;br /&gt;broken the law: Yup.&lt;br /&gt;burned a cd (if yes, the one above is yes): Yup.&lt;br /&gt;kissed someone of the opposite sex: Yup.&lt;br /&gt;kissed someone of the same sex: Mum?&lt;br /&gt;frenched an animal: Eeks. No!&lt;br /&gt;made out: LOL!&lt;br /&gt;had cyber sex: No.&lt;br /&gt;gotten engaged: No.&lt;br /&gt;had an online relationship: No.&lt;br /&gt;been rejected by a crush: No.&lt;br /&gt;loved: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;made yourself cry to get out of trouble: Nope. Not that kind of person.&lt;br /&gt;cried in public: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;cried over a movie: Countless of times! Haha. [MVP Valentine, The Frog who turned into a Prince]&lt;br /&gt;fallen asleep in a movie theater: No. What for pay so much money to sleep where it is so expensive and noisy?&lt;br /&gt;given someone a bath: No.&lt;br /&gt;been to a boarding school: No.&lt;br /&gt;been home-schooled: No.&lt;br /&gt;lost a valuable item: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;bungee jumped: No. Scary!&lt;br /&gt;skied: No.&lt;br /&gt;met the president: I think so.&lt;br /&gt;met a celebrity: Yup.&lt;br /&gt;gotten a cavity: Yup.&lt;br /&gt;shopped at abercrombie &amp; fitch: No.&lt;br /&gt;made a prank call: No. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;skipped school: Not on purpose. But lessons, yes.&lt;br /&gt;faked sick to get out of school: Yup. (;&lt;br /&gt;purchased something that you knew didn't fit: No. Waste money for what?&lt;br /&gt;climbed a tree: No.&lt;br /&gt;fallen from a tree: No.&lt;br /&gt;broken a bone: No. Ouch.&lt;br /&gt;sprained anything: Not yet. /:&lt;br /&gt;passed out: No.&lt;br /&gt;made yourself pass out: Can meh? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;been to disney world: No! /:&lt;br /&gt;been to a theme park (not disney): Yup. Escape.&lt;br /&gt;said i love you and meant it (not to a relative): Yup.&lt;br /&gt;made a model volcano (working model): No.&lt;br /&gt;made a clover leaf with your tounge: Yeah! (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past:&lt;br /&gt;what did you do yesterday: Did filming in school, went to Gwen's house.&lt;br /&gt;memory you miss the most: I dont know.&lt;br /&gt;memory you want to forget: Horror shows that I have watched.&lt;br /&gt;something you regretted after it was done: Many things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last:&lt;br /&gt;song you heard: Fly [I think] by Hady Mirza.&lt;br /&gt;cd you bought: PANIC! at the Disco - A Fever You Cant Sweat Out. Actually Jasper was the one who bought it for me. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;thing you said: "I dont know."&lt;br /&gt;time you cried: Few days back.&lt;br /&gt;movie seen in a theater: Pirates of the Carribean : Dead Man's Chest.&lt;br /&gt;thing you ate: Ang Ku kuay.&lt;br /&gt;person who called: Mum.&lt;br /&gt;nail polish shade worn: Red! (;&lt;br /&gt;time you showered: 10 am.&lt;br /&gt;person who complimented you: Mum?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this moment:&lt;br /&gt;what are you listening to: The rustling of the leaves.&lt;br /&gt;what are you wearing: Grey Giordano tee and FBT shorts.&lt;br /&gt;what are you thinking: Im thinking what am I thinking? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;what are you scared of most: Gruesome stuff.&lt;br /&gt;how many people are on your buddy list: 371.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Future:&lt;br /&gt;occupation: Im thinking about photographing.&lt;br /&gt;marriage site: Beach.&lt;br /&gt;honeymoon: Not sure yet.&lt;br /&gt;place to live: Either condo or super big house! (;&lt;br /&gt;kids: Dont know.&lt;br /&gt;car: Huge box-like Mercedes.&lt;br /&gt;what are you doing tomorrow: Going to church and also doing ushering, maybe have lunch with Drums DG.&lt;br /&gt;do you think george bush will be reelected: Hopefully not!&lt;br /&gt;will there be a wwIII: It's up to God.&lt;br /&gt;will politics ever be truthful: I dont think so. It's already full of bullshit. What makes you think that it'll change in future?&lt;br /&gt;will humanity snuff itself out: Dont know.&lt;br /&gt;can the government be changed: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends:&lt;br /&gt;best friend: No one.&lt;br /&gt;funniest: Gwen, Eileen, Kerrie.&lt;br /&gt;silliest: Kerrie!&lt;br /&gt;loudest: Jia Qi, Gwen, Kerrie, Clara.&lt;br /&gt;quietest: Dont know.&lt;br /&gt;craziest: Gwen!&lt;br /&gt;calmest: Dont know.&lt;br /&gt;skinniest: Jia Qi, Beverly.&lt;br /&gt;best secret keeper: Dont know.&lt;br /&gt;worst secret keeper: Cant say.&lt;br /&gt;the one you have but don't want: Cant say. X=&lt;br /&gt;smartest: Tan Ying.&lt;br /&gt;preppiest: Dont know.&lt;br /&gt;peppiest: Dont know.&lt;br /&gt;most hyper: Quin, Gwen.&lt;br /&gt;hottest: Dont know. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;weirdest: Myself? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;biggest pervert: Shriram.&lt;br /&gt;most annoying: Shriram? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;shyest: Pamela.&lt;br /&gt;most religious: YeongDeng!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in:&lt;br /&gt;heaven: Yup.&lt;br /&gt;hell: Yup.&lt;br /&gt;angels: Yup.&lt;br /&gt;devil: Yup.&lt;br /&gt;god: Yup.&lt;br /&gt;buddha: No.&lt;br /&gt;aliens: No.&lt;br /&gt;ghosts: Yup.&lt;br /&gt;spirit (soul): Yup. I have one!&lt;br /&gt;soulmates: Yup.&lt;br /&gt;reincarnation: No.&lt;br /&gt;love at first sight: Yup.&lt;br /&gt;karma: I dont think so.&lt;br /&gt;love in general: Yup.&lt;br /&gt;luck: I guess. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;yourself: Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crush:&lt;br /&gt;who and when was your first crush: I cant remember. It was in kindergarden!&lt;br /&gt;any now: I think. (;&lt;br /&gt;a celebrity crush: MingDaoooooo!&lt;br /&gt;who do you want to be with right now: No one.&lt;br /&gt;whos number do you want: Mingdao's! ((;&lt;br /&gt;who do you want to kiss: No one. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;what is something you dont understand about the opposite sex: Why do they care so much about their ego?&lt;br /&gt;if you could go on a date with anybody, who would it be: Hmmm.I dont know.&lt;br /&gt;on scale of one to ten, how romantic are you: 7! (;&lt;br /&gt;first thing noticed about the opposite sex: Eyebrows? Haha!&lt;br /&gt;what do you look for personality-wise: Caring, kind, honest.&lt;br /&gt;biggest turn on: Looks i guess.&lt;br /&gt;biggest turn off: Showing off.&lt;br /&gt;something they wear that turns you on: I dont know? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;something they wear that turns you off: Super high pants.&lt;br /&gt;the most romantic thing you want to happen to you: Im thinking! (;&lt;br /&gt;the most romantic thing that has happened to you: Cant tell. X=&lt;br /&gt;what do you wear on a coffee date: Something simple?&lt;br /&gt;is it right to flirt if you're taken: No.&lt;br /&gt;is cyber cheating: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;are eyes the passegeway to the soul: Yup!&lt;br /&gt;who would you like to take to the prom: My girlies! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;do you want to hug somebody right now: No.&lt;br /&gt;do you know what an aphrodisiac is: No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe:&lt;br /&gt;mellow: Not sure.&lt;br /&gt;melancholy: Dont know.&lt;br /&gt;the perfect date: Candle light dinner in a posh restaurant?&lt;br /&gt;the perfect mate: Dont know. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;how m&amp;m's are made: I dont work there so how am I supposed to know?&lt;br /&gt;why manhole covers are round: Hmmm. Because manholes are round? LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One or the other:&lt;br /&gt;coke/pepsi: Pepsi.&lt;br /&gt;sprite/7-up: 7-up.&lt;br /&gt;boxers/briefs: Boxers.&lt;br /&gt;gold/silver: Silver.&lt;br /&gt;vanilla/chocolate: Both.&lt;br /&gt;flowers/candy: Both.&lt;br /&gt;book/magazine: Both.&lt;br /&gt;tv/radio: Both.&lt;br /&gt;glass half empty/half full: Half full.&lt;br /&gt;democrat/republican: Republican.&lt;br /&gt;colored pencils/markers: Markers.&lt;br /&gt;coffee/tea: Tea.&lt;br /&gt;sun/moon: Sun.&lt;br /&gt;day/night: Day.&lt;br /&gt;hot/cold: Depends.&lt;br /&gt;dog/cat: Dog.&lt;br /&gt;button/zipper: Zipper.&lt;br /&gt;cotton/feather pillow: Feather.&lt;br /&gt;blue/purple: Purple.&lt;br /&gt;plumber/trashman: Neither.&lt;br /&gt;jeans/shorts: Shorts.&lt;br /&gt;long distance relationship/none: None.&lt;br /&gt;mechanical/regular pencil: Mechanical.&lt;br /&gt;matt/ben: Ben.&lt;br /&gt;that 70's show/simpsons: Neither.&lt;br /&gt;kelso/eric: Kelso. More unique.&lt;br /&gt;donna/jackie: Jackie.&lt;br /&gt;bart/lisa: Lisa! Bart=Butt. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;romeo/juliet: Romeo.&lt;br /&gt;romantic comedy/thriller: Romantic comedy.&lt;br /&gt;nsync/bsb: Neither.&lt;br /&gt;peanut butter/jelly: Jelly.&lt;br /&gt;waffles/pancakes: Both.&lt;br /&gt;letter/email: Letter.&lt;br /&gt;florida/california: California.&lt;br /&gt;pizza/burgers: Both.&lt;br /&gt;hat/visor: Visor.&lt;br /&gt;football/rugby: Football.&lt;br /&gt;iceskating/blading: Both.&lt;br /&gt;movie at home/in theater: Both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing you think of when you hear :&lt;br /&gt;yellow: The song by Coldplay.&lt;br /&gt;red lipstick: Harlequin girls.&lt;br /&gt;socks: You rock my socks! (;&lt;br /&gt;cowtipping: Tipping a cow? LOL!&lt;br /&gt;moulin rouge: A brand?greenland: wheres that?&lt;br /&gt;iceland: Oooh the land is so green.&lt;br /&gt;harry potter: Daniel Radcliffe.&lt;br /&gt;red: Blood.&lt;br /&gt;blackberry:  A fat berry that is black.&lt;br /&gt;rose: My mum. Her name is Rose. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;rooster: Kuku! (;&lt;br /&gt;taxes: Urghs, money again!&lt;br /&gt;bill clinton: The US guy.&lt;br /&gt;whipped cream: Eeks.&lt;br /&gt;george w. bush: Sucker.&lt;br /&gt;lollipops: Sweeeeeet! [;&lt;br /&gt;dreams: I have many.&lt;br /&gt;love: I havent experienced that.&lt;br /&gt;guys: Most are jerks. [;&lt;br /&gt;south park: Yay! Sadistics. [;&lt;br /&gt;boy bands: The All-American Rejects, Panic! at The Disco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you:&lt;br /&gt;happy: Not really.&lt;br /&gt;sad: Sort of.&lt;br /&gt;religious: Guess so.&lt;br /&gt;bitchy: Maybe? Haha. [;&lt;br /&gt;crazy: Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;messy: Yup.&lt;br /&gt;mad: Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;slacker: Of course!&lt;br /&gt;nerd: During exam periods. [;&lt;br /&gt;bookworm: Yup.&lt;br /&gt;jock: Yup.&lt;br /&gt;preppy: Not exactly.&lt;br /&gt;selfish: Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;giving: Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;obsessive: Not really.&lt;br /&gt;violent: Sometimes. [;&lt;br /&gt;calm: Mostly.&lt;br /&gt;peaceful: Mostly.&lt;br /&gt;mellow: No.&lt;br /&gt;eccentric: Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;caring: Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;untrustworthy: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;loyal: I guess.&lt;br /&gt;patriotic: Uh yah.&lt;br /&gt;perverted: Sometime. [;&lt;br /&gt;colorful: Yup.&lt;br /&gt;artistic: In a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miscellaneous:&lt;br /&gt;what color is your jacket: White.&lt;br /&gt;do you shave: Yah. &lt;br /&gt;where: Armpits? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;what color is your razor: Blue.&lt;br /&gt;what size is your bed: Single.&lt;br /&gt;what color crayon would you be: Orange or brown.&lt;br /&gt;what are the last four digits of you phone number: 2655.&lt;br /&gt;feelings on abortion: Cruel.&lt;br /&gt;how long does it take you to shower: About 20mins.&lt;br /&gt;what does your screenname mean: Eh.&lt;br /&gt;thoughts on blonde pop stars in general: Dont sing as well as blacks.&lt;br /&gt;who so you trust the most: No one.&lt;br /&gt;is cussing a necessity in life: Yah! [;&lt;br /&gt;how about coffee: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;is the world screwed: Yup.&lt;br /&gt;what something you cant live without: Friends.&lt;br /&gt;what time did you fall asleep: About 12.40am.&lt;br /&gt;know what 69 means: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;how about 143: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;can you live without a microwave: Not really. My food are always cold.&lt;br /&gt;what do think about death: Good! I can meet God. [;&lt;br /&gt;where and when do you want to be married: Dontknow.&lt;br /&gt;do you want to drop out of school: Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;why is the sky blue: Cause God made it that way. [;&lt;br /&gt;what is a good trait about yourself: I dontknow.&lt;br /&gt;what do you always think about: Why does life suck?&lt;br /&gt;what is wrong with your school: Awful people.&lt;br /&gt;what is right with your school: I can play basketball and play for the school.&lt;br /&gt;how do you react to change: Usually it's surprise, or anger.&lt;br /&gt;do you talk to yourself: Seldom.&lt;br /&gt;what is your opinion on love: It is hard to find.&lt;br /&gt;can you afford to lose weight: Of course!&lt;br /&gt;what color would you dye your hair: Jet black with brown and red, or purple streaks.&lt;br /&gt;best thing anyone told you: Cant remember.&lt;br /&gt;what is your reaction to someone telling you you're hot: "No lor. Haha."&lt;br /&gt;does being psycho appeal to you: No!&lt;br /&gt;if you wrote a book, what would it be about: Romance.&lt;br /&gt;what would you change your name to: I dontknow.&lt;br /&gt;longest crush lasted how long: 2 years plus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-116262726495068604?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/116262726495068604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=116262726495068604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116262726495068604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116262726495068604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2006/11/ultimate-survey-full-name-alicia-tan.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-116262507979674975</id><published>2006-11-04T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T15:24:39.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Found this on Phaedra's blog. Yay, another quiz! [;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;U&gt;PART 1&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crying Section:&lt;br /&gt;1) Last time you ever cried your heart out: Not a long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;2) Have you ever cried yourself to sleep? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;3) Have you ever cried on your friend's shoulder? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;4) Do you cry when you get an injury? Yes, if it's too painful to bear.&lt;br /&gt;5) Do certain songs make you cry? No, so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mad Section:&lt;br /&gt;1) What do you do when you are mad? Swear and scream.&lt;br /&gt;2) Whats the worst thing you've done when you were mad? There are too many. [;&lt;br /&gt;3) Have you ever made someone cried when you were mad? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;4) Have you ever physically hurt someone when you were mad? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;5) Do you curse when you are mad? Of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain section:&lt;br /&gt;1) Whats the worst thing you've done to someone else? I dontknow.&lt;br /&gt;2) How depressed can you get? There has yet to be a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Section:&lt;br /&gt;1) How often do you smile? Most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;2) What can make you happy? Receiving gifts. [;&lt;br /&gt;3) Do you wish you could be happier? Of course.&lt;br /&gt;4) Does being with your friend make you happier? Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Section:&lt;br /&gt;1) Have you ever loved someone so much, till you would die for them? Uh no.&lt;br /&gt;2) Did you ever loved someone and confessed? Yup.&lt;br /&gt;3) Have you loved a person so much that it made you cry? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;4) Had anyone besides your friend and family said 'I love you' to you? Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate Section:&lt;br /&gt;1) Have you ever hated someone who had broken ur heart? For a period of time.&lt;br /&gt;2) Do you hate Bush? He doesnt deserve to be the president.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self-Esteem Section:&lt;br /&gt;1) Is your self-esteem extremely low? Probably.&lt;br /&gt;2) Do you believe in yourself? Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;3) What do you say when people praised you? Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;4) Are you one of those idiots who thinks they are ugly, dumb and fat? Maybe.[;&lt;br /&gt;5) Have you ever wanted to kill yourself because you think you werent good enough? Yup.&lt;br /&gt;6) Are you happy with who you are? No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How tall are you? 1.74m or more.&lt;br /&gt;What's your status? Single.&lt;br /&gt;Do you own a gun? No.&lt;br /&gt;If you had a mental disorder, what would be the cause of it? Bottled up hurt.&lt;br /&gt;How many letters are there in ur crush's name? Aint telling! [;&lt;br /&gt;What do you prefer to drink in the morning? Orange juice.&lt;br /&gt;Do you do push-ups? Yup.&lt;br /&gt;Had you ever done estasy? No.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever fought? Yup.&lt;br /&gt;Do you like the rain? Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;Do you own a knife? It belongs in the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;What do you smell like? Sweet? LOL! [;&lt;br /&gt;Full Initials? ATJH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 thoughts at the moment: &lt;br /&gt;1) I want to watch Ai Qing Mo Fa Shi! &lt;br /&gt;2) Im waiting for my mum to bring back lunch.&lt;br /&gt;3) Im not going to Orchard anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 last things you have bought today: I didnt go out today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;U&gt;PART 2&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) 5 regular drinks that I like, in the order of most to least:&lt;br /&gt;Lemon Barley, Justea Peach, Ice Lemon Tea, Green Tea, Vanilla Coke.&lt;br /&gt;2) Time awake this morning? 9:40am.&lt;br /&gt;3) Can you spell? Duh. Im S-P-E-L-L-I-N-G.&lt;br /&gt;4) Current worry? Too many.&lt;br /&gt;5) Current hate? Copycats.&lt;br /&gt;6) Favourite place to be? Library.&lt;br /&gt;7) Least favourite place to be? Home.&lt;br /&gt;8) Where would you like to go? Beach.&lt;br /&gt;9) Do you own slippers? Yup.&lt;br /&gt;10) What do you think you'll be doing if I look psycho to you? Running away!&lt;br /&gt;11) Are you burned or tanned? Tanned.&lt;br /&gt;12) Do you prefer yellow or blue? Yellow.&lt;br /&gt;13) Would you be a pirate? If I have a chance. I would like Johnny Depp to be the captain! [;&lt;br /&gt;14) When was the last time your phone rang? 1hr 3mins ago.&lt;br /&gt;15) Songs you sing in the shower? Gospel.&lt;br /&gt;16) What did you fear at night as a child? Ghosts and monsters.&lt;br /&gt;17) Whats in your pocket right now? I dont have a pocket.&lt;br /&gt;18) The last thing that made you laugh? Aaron saying he wants his name to be SEX BOMS! [;&lt;br /&gt;19) Best comfort on your bed you ever had? Eh, a good night's rest?&lt;br /&gt;20) Most frequently described character? Eh, I dontknow.&lt;br /&gt;21) How many TVs do you have at home? 1.&lt;br /&gt;22) Who is your loudest friend? Clara.&lt;br /&gt;23) Who is your most silent friend? I dontknow.&lt;br /&gt;24) Does someone have a crush on you? I dontknow.&lt;br /&gt;25) Do you wish on stars? No.&lt;br /&gt;26) Whats your favourite book? Many.&lt;br /&gt;27) What song did you last heard? Move Along - The All American Rejects.&lt;br /&gt;28) What were you doing at 12am last night? Reading.&lt;br /&gt;29) What was the first thing you thought of when you woke up? What am I going to do today?&lt;br /&gt;30) Friend's name who starts with 'S'? Many. Samuel, Sarah, Seraphina, Shawn, Serena, Sherilyn, Shirei, Shiyuan, Shobana, Shriram, Shuxiang, Shuyu, Stella, Sylvie, Szelee. [;&lt;br /&gt;31) 4th person on your missed call list? I just deleted everything yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;32) Last sms received? Zhoukai.&lt;br /&gt;33) What word do you say frequently? Retarded.&lt;br /&gt;34) The last thing you ate? Roast pork rice.&lt;br /&gt;35) The last thing you said to a person, who was it? "Oh okay." -Mum.&lt;br /&gt;36) Do you watch TV? Seldom.&lt;br /&gt;37) Have you seen the movie Donniedarko? No.&lt;br /&gt;38) Have you ever been hunting? No.&lt;br /&gt;39) Is Marriage in your future? Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;40) The last time you said 'I love you' and meant it? A few days ago to a friend.&lt;br /&gt;41) What should you be doing right now? Packing my room.&lt;br /&gt;42) Do you have nicknames? Yup.&lt;br /&gt;43) Do you believe in love at first sight? Yup.&lt;br /&gt;44) Who is the youngest child in the family? Me.&lt;br /&gt;45) Are you a heavy sleeper? Not really.&lt;br /&gt;46) Do you clean up nicely? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;47) When was the last time you used a skateboard? Cant remember.&lt;br /&gt;48) Where was the last place you slept besides your house? In church.&lt;br /&gt;49) Have you ever run out of gas on the road? I dont drive.&lt;br /&gt;50) The best movie you've seen in the past 2 weeks? Didnt watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Person:&lt;br /&gt;you saw? Mum.&lt;br /&gt;you talked to on the phone? Mum.&lt;br /&gt;you hugged? Cant remember.&lt;br /&gt;you texted? Huril.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite:&lt;br /&gt;Number? 13.&lt;br /&gt;Song? Shan Hu Hai by Jay Chou.&lt;br /&gt;Colour? Orange.&lt;br /&gt;Season? Spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing someone? Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;Mood? Bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True or False quiz&lt;br /&gt;1) I'm a morning person&lt;br /&gt;= False.&lt;br /&gt;2) I'm a perfectionist&lt;br /&gt;= True.&lt;br /&gt;3) I'm the only child&lt;br /&gt;= False.&lt;br /&gt;4) I'm in my pajamas&lt;br /&gt;= False.&lt;br /&gt;5) I'm currently single&lt;br /&gt;= True.&lt;br /&gt;6) I'm online 24/7&lt;br /&gt;= False.&lt;br /&gt;7) I'm shy around opposite sex&lt;br /&gt;= False.&lt;br /&gt;8) I can be paranoid&lt;br /&gt;= True.&lt;br /&gt;9) I regret something I had done&lt;br /&gt;= True.&lt;br /&gt;10) I enjoy talking on the phone&lt;br /&gt;= True.&lt;br /&gt;11) I have lots to learn&lt;br /&gt;= True.&lt;br /&gt;12) I have a secret&lt;br /&gt;= True.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 signs to show if you are falling for someone:&lt;br /&gt;~ as soon as you get online, whose name do you look at first.&lt;br /&gt;~ When you hear your phone ringing, who do you hope is calling.&lt;br /&gt;~ When you hear a love song, whose face comes to your mind .&lt;br /&gt;~ Whose name makes your heart skip a beat everytime you hear it.&lt;br /&gt;~ Who is it that you always find yourself thinking about.&lt;br /&gt;~ The only person on your mind when you spend the whole time reading this bulletin. [;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-116262507979674975?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/116262507979674975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=116262507979674975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116262507979674975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116262507979674975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2006/11/found-this-on-phaedras-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-116261464686113956</id><published>2006-11-04T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T12:30:46.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Frenzy! was quite fun. We played Amazing Race around Orchard. We lose at the first station. The forfeit was having your face drawn with make up. Keith, Jiahao, Jocelyn and Gwen did it. The station master was Tiffany and she anyhow draw. Keith and Jiahao's faces were drawn horrendously. Jocelyn and Gwen's faces were not so bad as they only had eye shadow in dark blue. It was gross la. Having to put make up on your face while you were perspiring. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;And Monica fell down. Her jeans were stained with blood. So poor thing. Get well soon! [;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rushed to the next station to realise it was lunch break. Waste time and MRT fare. LOL. Drank MOShake! The strawberry flavour tastes weird. I still prefer vanilla! [;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care of that leg Keith! You'll have shiny skin soon. [; Haha. The drama was nice but we missed the beginning of it so I couldnt really understand. After it ended, we had cam-whoring sessions! Super funny. Zhicai went to zoom pass the camera when the shutter was clicking. Part of his face ended up in the picture and we had to take again. Haha. I took a picture with him but it I turned out ugly. /: He has that standard face so it doesnt matter. Heh. [; Im going to take with him again next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gwen, Pamela and me went to Novena Square to ask the shop abiout our class t-shirt design. It'll cost &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;$16&lt;/span&gt; so next time everyone has to pay $1 more. I wont spoil the surprise by revealing the design of the shit. Hehheh. [; But, everyone has a customised shirt of their own! Rest assured, it'll be really nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;pass the message&lt;/span&gt; okay. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Bring $1 on our next meeting. Inform me on what name you want on your shirt. Like your full name or just Alicia. That kind. Yup. The shirts will most probably be handed out on the Christmas gathering and prepare you $1 by then. If you dont come to the party, the shirts will be given to you next year. For those who have paid but doesnt want the shirt anymore, I'll give you the money next time we meet.&lt;/span&gt; [;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-116261464686113956?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/116261464686113956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=116261464686113956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116261464686113956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116261464686113956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2006/11/frenzy-was-quite-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-116239384494802694</id><published>2006-11-01T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T23:10:44.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Irritated by everyone around me. Hold my tongue Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheer up, Cherilyn! iLOVEYOU ! [;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-116239384494802694?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/116239384494802694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=116239384494802694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116239384494802694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116239384494802694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2006/11/irritated-by-everyone-around-me.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-116221994791250832</id><published>2006-10-30T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T00:19:56.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>6B's gathering on Saturday was fun! [; About half the class went - 17 of us [ Clara, Rachel, Stella, Cheryl, Jasmine, Annabel, Pearlin, Phaedra, Denise, Cherpeng, Zonghao, Qixuan, Ridzuan, Jason, Raymond, Tzutai and me ] and Ms Huda. Supposed to meet Jasmine, Cheryl, Cherpeng, Zonghao and Qixuan at 10.30am outside AMK Central NTUC. I reached at 11.25am. Sorry guys! Haha. By then they have finished shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went McDonald's to eat lunch. Clara came after that. The guys were super lame, as usual, while me and Clara were crapping, as usual again! Hahaha. After eating, got into cab with Clara and Cheryl. Picked Rachel up at Thomson Plaza. Clara kept laughing at out of point things la! As crazy as last time, or even crazier! [;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reached EastCoastPark and got off the cab, we forgot the stuff we bought in the booth. We didnt even notice until Cherpeng asked where the stuff were. Than it was like "Oh, shit! We forgot it was in the cab." We ran back to the drop off point in hope that the uncle will come back. But, he didnt. /: Jasmine called and finally got the driver. He was back in Yishun and we had to pay for the fare for him coming back to ECP. It was really sickening. Total cab fees were $27. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helped to start the charcoal burning. The boys were quite useless, as usual! Jason turned out to be the biggest jerk ever. Ms Huda arrived and helped to start the fire too. I love starting fires! But we failed again. And again, we had to use girl power to ask people to help us! Like 1Endeavour'2006 gathering. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate a little. Chicken was shitty. The insides werent cooked. The noodles were hard. The bread had many flies. The drinks had ash. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clara, Rachel and me went to sit on the mat that Jasmine brought. We lied down flat and stared at the sky. And of course, talked and crapped! So many things to talk about. We must meet up together again soon! [;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl's parents fetched me and Stella home. Super nice of them. [; Reached home around 10.30pm. The committee people really put in alot of effort to plan it and some of them couldnt even come. Like Minying and Valerie. But there's still many more years to come! iLOVE 6B2005 &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-116221994791250832?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/116221994791250832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=116221994791250832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116221994791250832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116221994791250832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2006/10/6bs-gathering-on-saturday-was-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-116196894418450505</id><published>2006-10-27T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T01:09:04.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heh. I havent been blogging for awhile. So, I'll continue. [;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McDonald's at Plaza Singapura was funny! Yining kept stealing Yeongdeng and Guazhang's drink. Then after awhile, she felt like puking. And kept singing to annoy Yeongdeng. LOL! Crazy woman. [;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached home at around 11:30pm. On the way home at the bus stop, I saw Angie who had accompanied Vanessa to some ulu place to return her donation stuff. They went for the TeckGhee training that I didnt go. Pon! [; And at McDonald's, Ivy, Shina, Bakkun and some other guy were there talking. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im going to post all the things that happened so far in this post okay. [;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday :&lt;br /&gt;I went to my AhMa's house for her birthday. Boring as usual - sit there watching tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday :&lt;br /&gt;School day. During Ms Lim's lesson, she brought construction paper for us to write notes to each other. I slept and read through that 2 periods as I was going to buy nicer paper to make for the whole class. Had Student Leaders meeting after school. Ms Sim nagged about my skirt and not tucking in. Haha. Ushering for the band concert with Gwen on 22December. Yay! Can watch the concert for free. LOL. But not for that purpose la. Is to serve the school. [;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday :&lt;br /&gt;Went VivoCity with Zhoukai, Yuanjie, Richson and Christina. Christina came later. Vivo was biggg. But many shops werent open. Shopping there is for rich people. Many clothes and a little bit of everything else. Adidas was nice! I like the jacket. $80! Buy for me, someone! *Hint hint* Haha. I like the food court chairs. But they were quite heavy. The food there, as expected, was expensive. The scenary was nice! Facing Sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday :&lt;br /&gt;Met Kerrie and Gwen for lunch at KFC. Did the class t-shirt design at Gwenny's house again. [; Used Photoshop. Cool stuff. The front was nice! But I dont know about the back though. Haha. They're doing it today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday :&lt;br /&gt;School day again. Made only 19 cards. I didnt have enough time to do all. Sorry people! Go to Eleanor's chalet than I'll give okay? If not, next year also can. LOL. Left 20 more people. /: Brought all my damn books back home. Had training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today :&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch with parents at Junction8. Went out with Zhoukai and Richson to town. Rp had to fix his phone. Crapped around while waiting for his turn. Haha. Went back AMK Central for pool. I didnt play cause my arms were aching badly. Met Cherilyn at bus stop to go for worship practice. Screwed up as usual! /:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-116196894418450505?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/116196894418450505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=116196894418450505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116196894418450505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116196894418450505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2006/10/heh.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-116153024241025373</id><published>2006-10-22T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T23:17:23.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gwen invited me to her church yesterday : y-Hope at Cuppage Plaza. Since Fingerprints of God didnt have cell, I went with Pamela and of course, Gwenny! (; The worship there is so high! They will jump around and sing real loud without feeling embarassed, unlike AMK Methodist. Most of the people there are baptised in the Holy Spirit. Pamela accepted Christ too! (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The experience there was fulfiling and the preacher, Pastor Shirley shared about living a supernatural life with God. Today, Paster Stanley also shared about the same topic. I think in a way, God is asking me to go to Him, asking for more from Him, of His goodness and great love. Also, asking me to draw closer to Him. I can really sense the spirit of God during worship and tears welled in my eyes a couple of times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people there are really fun too! Yining, Wenzhen, Heidi, Yeongdeng, Keith, Michelle, Zhicai, Jonathan and a few others whose names I cant remember. Sorry! After church, we went to eat at some place. I just drank Milo Dinosaur as I had a late lunch with my mum at Noodle House.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we went back to Cuppage Plaza as some people decided to play LAN. The girlies [Gwen, Pamela, Yining, Wehzhen, Heidi and me!] went to walk at Heeren. Some time later, Gwen, Pamela and Wenzhen went home. So Yining, Heidi, Michelle, Yeongdeng, Keith and another nice person [I cant remember her name! ):] went to Plaza Singapura McDonald's to eat and slack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the time now! I'll continue tomorrow. /: HAHAHA. (;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-116153024241025373?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/116153024241025373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=116153024241025373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116153024241025373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116153024241025373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2006/10/gwen-invited-me-to-her-church.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-116127260325176777</id><published>2006-10-19T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:43:23.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello people. Today was hiong-ness. Had 2 workshops to attend - IT and Mental Skills [Basketball]. Trainings were cut shot at 6pm as the stupid OM Han said the haze was bad and blahblah. So some of us [Cun Fang, Shina, Benson, YeeKhang and me] went to KBCC to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people there is still as sucky as I can remember. Hopeless sore losers. Grow up man! /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The overall marks are out for SA2. I did quite badly, but I expected it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English : 70 [84%]&lt;br /&gt;Mathematics : 65 [37%]&lt;br /&gt;Chinese : 65 [40%]&lt;br /&gt;Science : 77 [82%]&lt;br /&gt;History : 66 [?%]&lt;br /&gt;Literature : 68 [31%]&lt;br /&gt;Art : 65 [64%]&lt;br /&gt;Home Economics : 84 [66%]&lt;br /&gt;Average : 70 [72%]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. Disappointing. 2 A1s, 1 A2, 5B3s. Compared to the As and B in art in Term 3. I know I have not put in my best. See how borderline my Bs are? Urghs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IEndeavour will have to go to school tomorrow and the rest of the school will be sleeping at home. And it's all because we're going to act for MOE. It's so WTF-ish la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kerrie and me will be going to Eileen's house tomorrow to decorate her dressing table. We'll sure have fun! (;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-116127260325176777?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/116127260325176777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=116127260325176777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116127260325176777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116127260325176777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2006/10/hello-people.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-116127159441416298</id><published>2006-10-19T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:26:34.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Part 1 -- The Basics;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your name? ::: Alicia.&lt;br /&gt;Birthplace ::: S'pore.&lt;br /&gt;Age ::: 13&lt;br /&gt;Age you act ::: 13, or older? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Current location ::: Living room.&lt;br /&gt;Eye color ::: Dark brown.&lt;br /&gt;Hair color ::: Dark brown.&lt;br /&gt;Right, lefty or ambidextrous? ::: Lefty, and proud of it! (;&lt;br /&gt;Zodiac sign? ::: Rooster.&lt;br /&gt;Height? ::: 173cm? I dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 2 -- Describe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your heritage/nationality ::: Chinese, S'porean.&lt;br /&gt;Your hair ::: Not as frizzy as last time. (;&lt;br /&gt;Your fears ::: Scary and creepy things and people.&lt;br /&gt;Your perfect room ::: Superb interior designs with the latest gadgets!&lt;br /&gt;What you practically do in a day ::: Sleep and go to school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 3 -- What is/are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words you overuse ::: "Eh?" and "Eeeeeeeee!" .&lt;br /&gt;Phrases you overuse ::: "I dont know la." and "Wahlao eh!"&lt;br /&gt;Your first thought when you wake up ::: "Bloody. Another school day."&lt;br /&gt;Your greatest accomplishment ::: Cant think of any now.&lt;br /&gt;Something you want to do ::: Work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 4 -- This or that;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi or Coke ::: Pepsi.&lt;br /&gt;McDonald's or Burger Kings ::: Both.&lt;br /&gt;Britney Spears or Christina Aguilera ::: Actually neither. But more of Britney.&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate or vanilla ::: Both.&lt;br /&gt;Adidas or Nike ::: Both.&lt;br /&gt;Black or white ::: Both.&lt;br /&gt;Bills or Coins ::: Both! It's all money! Haha (;.&lt;br /&gt;Burgers or hot dogs ::: Both.&lt;br /&gt;Egypt or France ::: France.&lt;br /&gt;Rock or rap ::: Both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 5 -- Do you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoke ::: No.&lt;br /&gt;Cuss ::: Alot.&lt;br /&gt;Sing well ::: Okay la.&lt;br /&gt;Sing in the shower ::: Sometimes. (;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to yourself ::: Sometimes. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Believe in yourself ::: Sometimes?&lt;br /&gt;Like taking these longass surveys? ::: Yup.&lt;br /&gt;Play an instrument ::: Yup.&lt;br /&gt;Want to go to college? ::: Yup.&lt;br /&gt;Want to get married? ::: Yup.&lt;br /&gt;Want to have children? ::: Depends.&lt;br /&gt;Think you're a health freak? ::: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;Get along with your parents ::: Seldom.&lt;br /&gt;Get along with your siblings? ::: Not really.&lt;br /&gt;Think you're popular ::: Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 6 -- In the past month have you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone out of state ::: Yup.&lt;br /&gt;Drank alchohal ::: Yup.&lt;br /&gt;Smoke ::: No.&lt;br /&gt;Get high ::: Of course! (;&lt;br /&gt;Done any drugs ::: No.&lt;br /&gt;Eaten an entire box of oreos ::: Think about the weight you would have put on - NO! ):&lt;br /&gt;Been on stage ::: I think so.&lt;br /&gt;Gone skinny dipping ::: No.&lt;br /&gt;Been dumped ::: No.&lt;br /&gt;Dyed your hair ::: No. I did it in P6.&lt;br /&gt;Stolen anything ::: Sweets? (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 7 -- Your friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Craziest ::: Clara.&lt;br /&gt;Loudest ::: Clara, Kerrie.&lt;br /&gt;Most shy ::: Dont know.&lt;br /&gt;Blondest ::: Elizabeth?&lt;br /&gt;Smartest ::: Tan Ying.&lt;br /&gt;Kindest ::: Dont know.&lt;br /&gt;Best personality ::: Dont know.&lt;br /&gt;Most talented ::: Dont know.&lt;br /&gt;Best singer ::: Cherilyn.&lt;br /&gt;Most ghetto ::: Poor? I dont know.&lt;br /&gt;Drama Queen/King ::: Kerrie and Shriram [who are obviously in drama]! (;&lt;br /&gt;Pain in the ass ::: LOL. I cant say! X=&lt;br /&gt;The one you just want to strangle to death ::: I cant say, again. X=&lt;br /&gt;Funniest ::: Kerrie, Gwen.&lt;br /&gt;Best person for advice ::: Dont know.&lt;br /&gt;Dependable ::: I dont know?&lt;br /&gt;Trustworthy ::: Mr Zhou. (;&lt;br /&gt;Druggie ::: Dont mix with them.&lt;br /&gt;Most likely to end up in jail ::: LOL. We'll wait and see. (;&lt;br /&gt;Person you've known the longest ::: My family members? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 8 -- The Last...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last dream ::: I cant remember.&lt;br /&gt;Last nightmare ::: I died or something.&lt;br /&gt;Car ride ::: In the morning today.&lt;br /&gt;Last time you cried ::: Yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Last movie seen ::: The Pirates of the Carribean : Dead Man's Chest.&lt;br /&gt;Last movie rented ::: Cant remember.&lt;br /&gt;Last book read ::: Fancy Pants by Susan Elizabeth Phillips&lt;br /&gt;Last word said ::: ".. la!"&lt;br /&gt;Last curse word said ::: "Fucker." [While playing with guys who are sore losers.]&lt;br /&gt;Last time you laugh ::: Around 10plus.&lt;br /&gt;Last phone call ::: Yesterday evening.&lt;br /&gt;Last CD played ::: PANIC! at the Disco - A Fever You Cant Sweat Out.&lt;br /&gt;Last song you listened to ::: Fergie - London Bridge.&lt;br /&gt;Last annoyance ::: While playing the match.&lt;br /&gt;Last IM ::: 3 mins ago.&lt;br /&gt;Last weird encounter ::: Just. I heard swings swinging.&lt;br /&gt;Last person you hugged ::: Jia Qi. (;&lt;br /&gt;Last person you yelled at ::: Jue Yin. [Not in an angry way.]&lt;br /&gt;Last time you wore a skirt ::: Today.&lt;br /&gt;Last time you've been evil ::: Hahahahaha. (;&lt;br /&gt;Sarcastic ::: Just now.&lt;br /&gt;Last time you fought with your parents ::: Today. My mum didnt want me to go for the dragon boating. I said to my dad, "I dont care okay. You better sign it. It's like during the holidays la! Retarded. At least can exercise and not grow fat at home right?"&lt;br /&gt;Last time you wished upon a star ::: Never did. So cheesy. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Played Truth or Dare ::: Few weeks back.&lt;br /&gt;Spent quality time alone ::: Now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 9 -- I swear this is the last one! -- Randomness;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you talking to someone on AIM ::: My cousin, AiLing.&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel lonely ::: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;Ever TP'd someone's house ::: Nope. In the club though. (;&lt;br /&gt;How about egging someone's house ::: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;Do you not like dislike not like me? ::: Eh something is wrong with the question la.&lt;br /&gt;Ain't Eminem and 50 Cent just fine? ::: Eminem is so much better than 50 Cent la. /:&lt;br /&gt;Yo Momma ::: Mah Momma yo sleepin' eh! LOL. (;&lt;br /&gt;Ever been so hungry you felt like you could eat the person next to you? ::: I dont go for humans, thank you! (;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think of George Bush? ::: He's a big piece of lying shit.&lt;br /&gt;Any secret fetishes? ::: I dont think so.&lt;br /&gt;Do you like to wear chains? ::: Hmmm. I guess.&lt;br /&gt;How many languages do you speak? ::: 2 main languages, abit of Teochew and Hokkien.&lt;br /&gt;Damn.. are your fingers tired? Cause mine sure are! ::: Eh, no. Who cares?&lt;br /&gt;Glad this is over? ::: Okay la. LOL. (;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-116127159441416298?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/116127159441416298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=116127159441416298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116127159441416298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116127159441416298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2006/10/part-1-basics-whats-your-name-alicia_19.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-116109038296342657</id><published>2006-10-17T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T21:12:48.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pent up emotions out, again, with tears and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. So Im the good one. I'll do things for you as :&lt;br /&gt;1. Im younger.&lt;br /&gt;2. I dont have that stinking attitude that stays cold for days. I'll be bored to death if I dont say or comment on anything that's going around in the house alright.&lt;br /&gt;3. I would try to make you happy. But I see it doesnt help as you would take advantage that I will always do it for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many more reasons which I cant think of now as my brain is filled with anger. Im just so pissed off that I ate dinner so fast that now my stomach hurts. Probably also due to the taste you have left in my mouth - through your fucking actions and words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you people are wondering who I am talking about, they are the Parents again alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why keep bugging me to eat? If Im not hungry, I wouldnt eat right. Even if the food turns cold, there is something called a microwave to heat up your food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we you had things on, I'll help to wash up. You asked me first instead of her. Fine, I'll do it. You had to go out again. I washed again. You dont even bother to ask her as you know she wont do it. So, you come to me. And come to me again and again! Just because you know I'll do it, so you come to me. Taking advantage alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who cares what shit about breaking your heart? You said she was a bad example and it already broke your heart. So to say Im the 'good' one, so I should do your dishes as I havent broke your heart? What the fuck alright. You say that one was enough. "Why would you want to follow a bad example?" As she gets away with everything, which I usually dont, I would of course want to be the same way la! Can get away with things what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How brainless can these people get? I wish I wasnt even born. My mum even said, "No wonder people say dont have 2 children." Fine! Just kill me la. And I wouldnt even get into your sight. Better what, 1 child. Keep her will do. Easier on money also what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did I do to deserve such shits as parents? A pair who practices favouritisim on material things, unreasonable, not understanding. Sometimes I wish a car would bang me somehow and I'll just go and be with God in heaven. That idea is so much better than living in this pathetic world filled with shitholes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aint it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-116109038296342657?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/116109038296342657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=116109038296342657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116109038296342657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116109038296342657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2006/10/pent-up-emotions-out-again-with-tears.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-116100965564200472</id><published>2006-10-16T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T22:40:55.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This skin is so RAWR la. Im just too lazy to find another skin to replace it so just bear with it yah. Until I dont feel lazy than I'll change. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, results. Im only happy with Science and disappointed in Literature and Home Economics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English : 110.5/160&lt;br /&gt;Chinese : 129.5/200&lt;br /&gt;Science : 77/100&lt;br /&gt;Literature : 51/75&lt;br /&gt;Home Economics : 79.5/100&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I expected an 85 at least for Home Economics as I had 39.5/40 for the previous test. But Im happy about science as only the night before I studied. I dont bother about Chinese. I expected more for Literature, around 58. I dont care about English too. Urghs. I've dropped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im itching to go bowling. The Grassroots Club bowling alley at YCK has became a Child Care Centre. /: Anyone knows anywhere else, near AMK ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To you people having O' levels, good luck! (;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-116100965564200472?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/116100965564200472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=116100965564200472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116100965564200472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116100965564200472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2006/10/this-skin-is-so-rawr-la.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-116056188345772766</id><published>2006-10-11T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T18:18:03.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's end of the gruelling mad rush of mugging. All that's left is art. Thank God. After 15 days it will be the anticipated holidays already! Finally la. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that I can get the job at Sentosa. Then I wont be staying at home growing fat, or going out spending money. Instead I can have experience, earn money and also burn calories running around. If anyone has job intros tag me please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll have training at TeckGhee CC on Friday. My stamina has greatly dropped and I've grown fatter. Gosh. How?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-116056188345772766?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/116056188345772766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=116056188345772766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116056188345772766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116056188345772766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2006/10/its-end-of-gruelling-mad-rush-of.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-116019393205487105</id><published>2006-10-07T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T12:05:32.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just sneaked online as the Parents are not home. I've been so guai to listen to them and mug. But, Im actually not doing it. Just slacking all day. I mean what's the point of mugging if they're going to criticise me when they receive my results?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last term of all As and 2 Bs wasnt good enough for them. Of course everyone can do better la! Only until they get full marks than they cant do any better what. Wtf. This has been making me so fucked up that everytime when they talk about doing better, I feel like just punching them in their bloody face. If they're always comparing me with others, why dont they just call them their children? I feel satisfied with my results. And they had to spoil it. If this term's result suck, blame themselves that they just had to say "You can do better." I've had enough of these words since I started having exams alright. You can go DO BETTER yourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urghs. Yeah I have alot of pent up emotions inside me. So yah, please understand if I have moodswings and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Enough of sad stuff. I got 39half of 40 for a Home Economics test! That's the thing Im most happy about this week. Oh and I got to touch my beloved basketball too. But sadly, History and Mathematics paper 2 killed some of the joy. But today, I have the cell Mooncake Festival Celebration to be happy about! Haha. Alright Im mad. It may be the cause of not going online for 5 days! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I can only be online from Thursday. So another 5 more days to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kbye. (;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-116019393205487105?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/116019393205487105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=116019393205487105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116019393205487105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/116019393205487105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-just-sneaked-online-as-parents-are.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-115979804840210276</id><published>2006-10-02T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T22:07:28.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here's another quiz from Minying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 weird facts about me :&lt;br /&gt;[[ 1 ]] Im tall in a gigantic kind of way.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 2 ]] I like brown.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 3 ]] My tv doesnt have channels for 8 years already.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 4 ]] I love my FBT shorts.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 5 ]] I cant shoot hoops before 3pm. It has little chance of going in before that.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 6 ]] I like the number 13. ((;&lt;br /&gt;[[ 7 ]] I cant sleep properly for 2 weeks after I watch a horror show. Yeah, Im a scaredy cat. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 habits about me :&lt;br /&gt;[[ 1 ]] I on the computer sraight away when I reach home.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 2 ]] I always have my phone beside me.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 3 ]] I pee alot! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 4 ]] I always read romance.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 5 ]] I wont eat rice if I have tuition on that day.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 6 ]] I always go to church on Sundays.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 7 ]] I wait till the last minute to do things and always have to chiong. X=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 people to do this :&lt;br /&gt;[[ 1 ]] Gwen.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 2 ]] Eileen.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 3 ]] Elizabeth.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 4 ]] Kerrie.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 5 ]] Aaron BOMS.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 6 ]] JiaQi.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 7 ]] Seraphina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(((;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-115979804840210276?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/115979804840210276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=115979804840210276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/115979804840210276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/115979804840210276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2006/10/heres-another-quiz-from-minying.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-115979576845905141</id><published>2006-10-02T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T21:29:28.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to go online after church yesterday, while studying. But I think God wanted me to concentrate so He made the internet connection kukoo. And then when my dad used it like 5mins after I turned off the bloody thing, it was perfectly working. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. So, yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slacked during the morning. After lunch, I met Weijin and she brought me to a place to cut hair. And by the way, it sucks. The fringe is like really short - once you see my eyebrows through my fringe, OH NO! It's totally kanasai-ish. She snipped off all the thin ends which are the parts that I actually liked of my hair. And worse of all, didnt layer the bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urghs. I was so pissed off and still am pissed. Now people say I look like a small, cute girl. Like wth. I totally dont suit that look alright. Maybe my sister does. She looks like some China doll now, with straight fringe. Yeah, everyone is comforting me, "No lah. It's okay what." But in their minds, I guess it will be "Wahlao. It's like shit man." That kind of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine. I'll just accept that my hair is "Okay la."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after cutting my hair, we went 7-11 to top up my Ez-link card. They have service charge at 30cents. 30cents is no big deal to me. But the women serving was so buaysong, and the damn fucking machine took so long. It's not like in MRT stations, where you put your card and money in, push a few buttons, and the thing comes out so easily. At least serve with a smile la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we took thebus to central, where I bought my handphone cover. Than walked around for abit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were at the bus stop, I saw Joshua, the tuition guy, there too. So dao. Haha. After I reached home, went to change and than went to church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the church's 28th Anniversary. So yeah, it was quite an old church. It was really boring through service. Cherilyn and I kept talking and laughing. We shared our experience with tiko guys. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had reception after the service. Ate so many chicken wings ! Sherilyn herself ate about 6 or 7. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The parents told me to hurry up eat and go home. But in the end, I had to bug them to go home. Talk and talk. The mouth cannot stop. But in the end when we reached home, I bathed and studied for abit and went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to school feeling like "Oh man! Another school day." Every weekday feels like that. Why cant my life have something more interesting? Doing the same things everyday just makes life so boring. Im so going to make my life busier from 26oct onwards - holidays. Im going to pia everything. Exercise, lose weight, gain back my muscles, and maybe work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All was well during the day. When we had 3 free periods, the guys started playing Truth or Dare. Than after awhile, some of the girls starting playing  also. I went to chou re nao. LOL. It was quite funny. There was once when Gwen was to kiss Jiaqi. She held a paper between her lips and Jiaqi's cheek. Haha. Gwen felt super paiseh. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, the usual 4 of us went to Mac. Saw Mr Shawn Tee and friends. Another big dao kia. Haha. Crazy idiot. O' levels coming already still go out. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the nonsense erupted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah if you're reading, I just think you shouldnt have put it so directly. Cause we obviously know who we are. If you guys are going to start war, I dont know what to do okay. So please, dont. For my sake alright. Just cool down and try to put up with each other la. Is it that bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling horrible. /:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35232180-115979576845905141?l=blurredrants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/feeds/115979576845905141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35232180&amp;postID=115979576845905141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/115979576845905141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35232180/posts/default/115979576845905141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurredrants.blogspot.com/2006/10/hi-people.html' title=''/><author><name>-  CIA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35232180.post-115952477972720219</id><published>2006-09-29T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T16:26:49.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've started again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I'll be constant in blogging. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from JiaQi's blog :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[[ 1 ]] NAME: Alicia Tan.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 2 ]] BIRTHDAY: 13 March 1993.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 3 ]] HEIGHT: 171cm was th last measurement. Im sure I've grown taller ! (:[[ 4 ]] SHOE SIZE: 9half / 10.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 5 ]] EYE COLOR: Dark brown.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 6 ]] HAIR COLOR: Dark brown.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 7 ]] BEEN KISSED: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 8 ]] DONE DRUGS: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 9 ]] BEEN ON STAGE: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 10 ]] HAD SEX: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 11 ]] BEEN DUMPED: Not exactly.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 12 ]] GOTTEN INTO AN ACCIDENT: No.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 13 ]] EATEN AN ENTIRE BOX OF SWEETS: Of cos.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 14 ]] DYED YOUR HAIR: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 15 ]] CHOKED IN FRONT OF SOMEONE: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 16 ]] WENT TO SCHOOL IN YOUR PJs: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 17 ]] GOTTEN DETENTION: Not yet. (:&lt;br /&gt;[[ 18 ]] LOVED SOMEONE SO MUCH THAT MADE YOU CRY: Yeah.[[ 19 ]] DO YOU LIKE SOMEONE RIGHT NOW: Maybe ?&lt;br /&gt;[[ 20 ]] DO THEY KNOW: Maybe ?&lt;br /&gt;[[ 22 ]] COULD SEE YOURSELF MARRYING THAT SPECIAL PERSON: Have not met.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 23 ]] COLD // HOT: Cold.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 24 ]] BLACK // WHITE: Black.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 26 ]] GIVE // RECEIVE: Receive. (:&lt;br /&gt;[[ 27 ]] WOOL // COTTON: Both.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 28 ]] ROSE // DAISY: Rose.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 29 ]] PRIVATE // PUBLIC SCHOOL: Public.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 30 ]] PLAIN // CHOCOLATE MILK: Chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 31 ]] HISTORY//SCIENCE: Science.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 32 ]] MATH // ENGLISH: English.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 33 ]] SPRING // FALL: Spring.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 34 ]] ROCK // COUNTRY: Rock.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 35 ]] PEPSI // COKE: Either one.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 36 ]] LOVE // LUST: Love.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 37 ]] EAT // SLEEP: Eat ! (:&lt;br /&gt;[[ 38 ]] WHO IS MOST LIKELY TO BECOME PRESIDENT: Me ! HAH.[[ 39 ]] WHO IS THE MOST ANNOYING: Cant be mentioned.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 40 ]] WHO DO YOU WISH TO SEE MORE OFTEN: Primary school basketballers.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 41 ]] WHO DO YOU E-MAIL THE MOST: NIL.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 44 ]] WHO ARE YOU JEALOUS OF: Many people. (:&lt;br /&gt;[[ 45 ]] WHO GOTS THE BEST ROOM: Mum&amp;Dad.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 46 ]] WHOSE THE HORNIEST: [AGEEK] Elizabeth !&lt;br /&gt;[[ 47 ]] WHO DO YOU TRUST THE MOST: No one.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 48 ]] WHO KNOWS YOU THE BEST: No one.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 49 ]] YOUR BEST FRIEND: No best, many good. (:&lt;br /&gt;[[ 50 ]] WHO DID YOU HAVE A SERIOUS TALK WITH: Elizabeth.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 51 ]] WHO GETS ALONG W/ YOUR PARENTS: No one. The parents themselves.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 52 ]] WHO YOU HUGGED THE MOST: Cant remember.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 53 ]] WHO DO YOU MISS THE MOST: Everyone I have not seen for the last 1hr. (:&lt;br /&gt;[[ 54 ]] WHO FOUGHT W/ YOU THE MOST: Sister.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 55 ]] WHO ARGUE W/ YOU THE MOST: Mum.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 56 ]] FAVORITE FRIEND OF THE OPPOSITE SEX: Zhoukai. (:&lt;br /&gt;[[ 57 ]] DO YOU LIKE TO GIVE HUGS: Not really.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 58 ]] GIVE BACK RUBS: Only to the special someone.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 59 ]] TAKE WALKS IN THE PARK: Yeah maybe.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 60 ]] WATCH TV: Not much.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 61 ]] GO TO THE BEACH: Yeah. Tan !&lt;br /&gt;[[ 62 ]] DO HOMEWORK: Incomplete.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 63 ]] PLAY IN THE SNOW: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 64 ]] WORK OUT: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 65 ]] TALK ON THE PHONE: Not much nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 66 ]] STAY UP ALL NIGHT TALKING TO A FRIEND: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 67 ]] GO ONLINE: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 68 ]] BEEN KISSED: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 69 ]] DO WEIRD // FREAKY THINGS: Yeah, with Clara the Charboh.[[ 70 ]] WHICH ONE OF YOUR FRIENDS MOST LIKELY TO BECOME A MODEL: None.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 71 ]] HAVE KNOWN YOU THE LONGEST: Cherilyn. Since P4 and still very close. (:&lt;br /&gt;[[ 72 ]] WHO DO YOU KNOW MOST ABOUT: Cherilyn, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 73 ]] BEEN TO A CONCERT: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 74 ]] BEEN OUT OF STATE: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 75 ]] GONE SKINNY DIPPING: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 76 ]] RAN ROUND NAKED: Yeah, when i was young.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 77 ]] BROKEN A BONE: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 78 ]] CHEATED ON A TEST: Yes ! Ask AGEEK. HAH.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 79 ]] RAN A MARATHON: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 80 ]] MET A FAMOUS PERSON: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 81 ]] BOUGHT SOMETHING AND SOLD IT: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 82 ]] STOLE FROM SOMEONE OR SOMEWHERE: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 83 ]] STALKED SOMEONE: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 84 ]] IF YOU WERE TO GO OUT W/ ANYONE, WHO WOULD IT BE: Everyone. (:&lt;br /&gt;[[ 85 ]] HAVE YOU EVER HAD AN ONLINE RELATIONSHIP: Nope.[[ 86 ]] BAD HABITS: You wouldnt want to know. X=&lt;br /&gt;[[ 87 ]] MAKES YOU MAD: Being annoying.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 88 ]] SCARIEST MOMENTS: Watching horror shows.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 89 ]] WHERE ARE YOU: Sofa.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 90 ]] ARE YOU WEARIN ANY JEWELLERY : Ear studs.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 91 ]] LAST TIME YOU SHOWERED: Last night.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 92 ]] COLOR OF PANTS YOU'RE WEARING: Black.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 93 ]] WHAT SONG ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW: Some random shit on radio which sounds really awful.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 94 ]] LAST THING YOU SAID: Yah la.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 95 ]] COMPUTER DESK IS MADE OF: Dont have one.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 96 ]] LAST THING YOU ATE: Apple.&lt;br /&gt;[[ 97 ]] WHAT YOU REALLY WANNA DO RIGHT NOW: Lose all my fats.[[ 98 ]] WHAT COLOR OF CRAYON WOULD YOU WANT TO BE: Orange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There ! Smth more about myself. 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