<?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-10343059</id><updated>2012-02-16T16:51:19.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:faLLeN aNgeL:.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791056935688523558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>162</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10343059.post-5067735736039485073</id><published>2009-02-21T23:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T23:45:00.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;-He is the happiest, be he king or peasant, who finds peace in his home-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Today I'm putting the quote first. Its related to what I want to write today. Because I don't really have a home here. Haha. Because I'm super frustrated because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I WANT TO MOVE OUT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;But I can't and this is the only place I can put it up where someone I know might actually see and I don't care. Its hard living with someone you don't really like. There is near to zero privacy and I keep having to be woken up in the morning and do stuff before I can go back to sleep. If not by that time I'm too awake to sleep. I want to be able for once to sleep until I wake up by myself when I feel like it. I at least want my own room. Why did I come to study here. I don't find peace. I am wary of the time. When will my uncle come home. And he is noisy in what he does. He really cannot live with other people. There is no peace at all. I want a job so I can do something about this. Life really really is horrible. I really regret coming here. I wish I can stay somewhere with my friends. Then I can play bridge and mahjong when we are bored. Why!!! Because I have no money. That's why I need a job. If only some ads were true and you can earn a lot of money by sitting in front of the computer. I really feel stifled here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I feel slightly better now since I've complained it all here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10343059-5067735736039485073?l=storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/feeds/5067735736039485073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10343059&amp;postID=5067735736039485073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/5067735736039485073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/5067735736039485073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/2009/02/he-is-happiest-be-he-king-or-peasant.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791056935688523558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10343059.post-5057109799878211860</id><published>2009-02-06T19:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T20:04:12.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I'm back in Sydney for my second semester. I'm taking boring subjects this semester. I wished I knew what I wanted to do. I wish I had a more exciting dream job. Great now I'm fantasizing. Maybe a writer or actor or singer. I'm losing it. As if I had any talent. Time in lala land has to end. I have one and a half weeks of summer school left. Boring. Need to find job so that I can earn money. The weather is sort of crappy. Its hot. The sun here really shines on you unlike in Singapore. Sometimes I wonder if I'll go blind. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Well loads of things have happened. Let's see. There was Christmas. Apparently there was like only 10 people. My third aunt husband was sick so she couldn't come and since my godbrother Francis got stabbed Godma and her whole family didn't come. The youth today. Who the heck goes around carrying a knife. I guess lots of people. These people really taint the society. If you want to stab someone at least stab your own kind. Am I being mean? If anyone even reads this I apologise for being insensitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Also I lied to Laura that I was not coming back for Christmas. A got a huge beating out of that. Well Christmas was kind of disappointing this year. But its about the birth of Jesus. Anyway here's an embarrassing picture of me from the family Christmas dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299619110858974914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/SYwHgLOe5sI/AAAAAAAAAyA/4eeQsarV9qU/s320/IMG_0190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299619119200456690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/SYwHgqTPz_I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/GWc_pOV4SpY/s320/IMG_0186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;On the 27th my cousin got married and I met my JC classmates. I miss them. Will only see them at the end of the year. I want to play bridge, poker, mahjong and dai di. Gambling session. I'm obsessed. I about 95% sure I have obsessive compulsive behaviour/disorder. Especially when I'm writing notes and drawing graphs for econs. The lines of the graph must be straight. I can spend half an hour on a single graph. I need to relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299637962140067618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/SYwYpduIpyI/AAAAAAAAAyw/EqZYUNdngXI/s320/IMG_0215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299637952304641538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/SYwYo5FL9gI/AAAAAAAAAyg/elJfsdC0CxU/s320/IMG_0213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299637962576813378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/SYwYpfWQ3UI/AAAAAAAAAyo/PmsR52IWyl4/s320/IMG_0221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299637968199014594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/SYwYp0Ss2MI/AAAAAAAAAy4/vtJ_AIDWXVU/s320/IMG_0216.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299643166112366498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/SYwdYYB0P6I/AAAAAAAAAzA/M-tv56Ew-qw/s320/IMG_0209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299643174027036786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/SYwdY1g0iHI/AAAAAAAAAzI/IKBlPgYRL5E/s320/IMG_0230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299643179350524786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/SYwdZJWCg3I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/5uWT7W9eMi0/s320/IMG_0231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Here are some of the class reunion photos. I think we should go overseas or something next year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299643185253144354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/SYwdZfVVVyI/AAAAAAAAAzg/7VUSXYCEc8U/s320/IMG_0255.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299643177603055986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/SYwdZC1aQXI/AAAAAAAAAzY/HN8s92Hqj4M/s320/IMG_0242.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299644995869157890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/SYwfC4Z1KgI/AAAAAAAAA0I/OINTs6J9SzI/s320/IMG_0244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299644981495576290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/SYwfCC25tuI/AAAAAAAAAzo/s8q41rxdkFQ/s320/IMG_0238.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299644995207104626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/SYwfC17_CHI/AAAAAAAAA0A/xOTaYWLPoD0/s320/IMG_0300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299644991449049154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/SYwfCn7_qEI/AAAAAAAAAz4/_dkXdfiVKAg/s320/IMG_0291.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299647262738265650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/SYwhG1JitjI/AAAAAAAAA0w/4-zcRIwqLo0/s320/IMG_0245.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299647257476520210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/SYwhGhjC2RI/AAAAAAAAA0o/odPSwB-bk7Y/s320/IMG_0299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299647257093639586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/SYwhGgHwjaI/AAAAAAAAA0g/ZwkuY_f0nzs/s320/IMG_0279.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299647253658812754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/SYwhGTU1QVI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/tLLyaf31nUY/s320/IMG_0276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Let's see what else has happened to me? Well I fell in love with twilight and Edward Cullen. Robert Pattinson would be cute if he cleaned up and didn't smoke. I can't stand smokers. Well he has a lot to live up to since he is Edward, the most wanted, romantic, caring and non-existent guy in the universe. Don't think I need to show any picture because everyone obviously knows how he looks like. Just in case. Here is a picture of Bella and Edward and his siblings. I do not own this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299651287959328114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/SYwkxIRB1XI/AAAAAAAAA04/ab9xqW8eXGA/s320/twilight.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I totally love the Supre clearance outlet. Sale! Including the factory outlet cotton on and rubi shoes :) That's the one of the good thing I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Anyway let's see how life goes. So wait for the next post that will be out in a few months or a year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;-Good friends, good books and a sleepy conscience: this is the ideal life.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10343059-5057109799878211860?l=storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/feeds/5057109799878211860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10343059&amp;postID=5057109799878211860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/5057109799878211860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/5057109799878211860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-back-in-sydney-for-my-second.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791056935688523558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/SYwHgLOe5sI/AAAAAAAAAyA/4eeQsarV9qU/s72-c/IMG_0190.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10343059.post-1101380048912619038</id><published>2008-06-20T22:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T22:17:58.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Its been a while my blog. Around 3 months I believe. Anyway what have I been doing these days. I have started working at the Cafe Cartel near my house. The people there are nice though I can think of a particular person that is some what childish and irritating. Anyway I'm going to Sydney to study next month. I bit sad to be leaving but it will be a good experience. I always thought that I would stay in Singapore to study. Oh well. All the local universities rejected me but my appeal to NUS went through. It came today. My heart totally wavered. My resolve to study in Sydney was slightly broken. I wish it came earlier now its too late. So now must study hard man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I went to Sydney in April and here are pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/SFuuntUNbbI/AAAAAAAAATk/uBw6_KbcVqc/s1600-h/S6300904.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213952990813973938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/SFuuntUNbbI/AAAAAAAAATk/uBw6_KbcVqc/s320/S6300904.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; A new place to shop. Very nice place with loads of stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/SFuuoPC_tCI/AAAAAAAAATs/P_O8mPnz-Ug/s1600-h/S6300905.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213952999868576802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/SFuuoPC_tCI/AAAAAAAAATs/P_O8mPnz-Ug/s320/S6300905.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Where the University is going to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/SFuuoYLsUdI/AAAAAAAAAT0/Ex5miwqEfJA/s1600-h/S6300994.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213953002320974290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/SFuuoYLsUdI/AAAAAAAAAT0/Ex5miwqEfJA/s320/S6300994.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Flemington market. Its huge! Some of the produce is shown below.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/SFuvgC4hNrI/AAAAAAAAAT8/JSkUG9zeKH4/s1600-h/S6301012.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213953958676084402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/SFuvgC4hNrI/AAAAAAAAAT8/JSkUG9zeKH4/s320/S6301012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; We went for a tour. Horrible ride, I just wanted to puke. Anyway the mountains were nice though the fog/mist made everything disappear super quickly so everything was like totally white and you couldn't see anything beyond that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/SFuvgputvXI/AAAAAAAAAUE/PvQ6ewkM1LU/s1600-h/S6301044.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213953969103945074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/SFuvgputvXI/AAAAAAAAAUE/PvQ6ewkM1LU/s320/S6301044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Its was cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/SFuvg1sOX-I/AAAAAAAAAUM/nvWfMLP7WYw/s1600-h/S6301049.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213953972314726370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/SFuvg1sOX-I/AAAAAAAAAUM/nvWfMLP7WYw/s320/S6301049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; We went to see the Jenolan caves. The pretty rock structures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/SFuvhODMiDI/AAAAAAAAAUU/C148jkiUi88/s1600-h/S6301156.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213953978853525554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/SFuvhODMiDI/AAAAAAAAAUU/C148jkiUi88/s320/S6301156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; What does this look like? Can you tell?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/SFuvhnjWNRI/AAAAAAAAAUc/LHfwgzZ1d0M/s1600-h/S6301171.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213953985699263762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/SFuvhnjWNRI/AAAAAAAAAUc/LHfwgzZ1d0M/s320/S6301171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The supermarket sold some interesting stuff. This was a somewhat Asian food market. Look they even have drinks not sold in Singapore. Its Fahrenheit. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213955327714728130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/SFuwvu8xGMI/AAAAAAAAAUk/OCleh3IvN7w/s320/P230408_13.04.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lip Smackers yogurt. I was surprised I thought they only sold lip balm/gloss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/SFuwv7ZpVhI/AAAAAAAAAUs/Y4cPISe0qI4/s1600-h/P230408_13.06.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213955331057079826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/SFuwv7ZpVhI/AAAAAAAAAUs/Y4cPISe0qI4/s320/P230408_13.06.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; The shoes I bought :)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213957302290083474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/SFuyiq0N7pI/AAAAAAAAAVk/IRwD5FeyJJM/s320/P120508_11.35%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My cousin got married at Chijmes. The church is pretty. Don't you think so too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/SFuwwNNMRvI/AAAAAAAAAU0/_4_a9FNIBDs/s1600-h/S6301332.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213955335836681970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/SFuwwNNMRvI/AAAAAAAAAU0/_4_a9FNIBDs/s320/S6301332.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; The happy couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/SFuwwdo9y9I/AAAAAAAAAU8/Eg-C9c2Qz-g/s1600-h/S6301358.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213955340248140754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/SFuwwdo9y9I/AAAAAAAAAU8/Eg-C9c2Qz-g/s320/S6301358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tiff's in Canberra. Me and Alicia went out with here before that. Alicia and I gave her this photo album full of pictures from JC. I hope she treasures it. That night the PC show was on so we went to eat at NYNY and there were people cutting through it using it as a walkway. Crazy. I got myself a laptop at the PC show too :) Look all 3 of us are wearing the same top from Mango. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/SFuww40fKhI/AAAAAAAAAVE/z2g9uZFRUH0/s1600-h/S6301367.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213955347544222226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/SFuww40fKhI/AAAAAAAAAVE/z2g9uZFRUH0/s320/S6301367.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is some green tea place a Raffles City where I had the Mushroom soup and the 2 of them had green tea ice cream. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/SFuyhTg3PxI/AAAAAAAAAVM/xdZ0XK7vADE/s1600-h/S6301365.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213957278855020306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/SFuyhTg3PxI/AAAAAAAAAVM/xdZ0XK7vADE/s320/S6301365.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; This was at Clarke Quay to celebrate Lene's Birthday. I told them I was leaving and Laura started crying at the restaurant. I was so not expecting that reaction. I was unprepared for it. The others took it better though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/SFuyh8kmxlI/AAAAAAAAAVU/wEfdJNkND0w/s1600-h/S6301381.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213957289876571730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/SFuyh8kmxlI/AAAAAAAAAVU/wEfdJNkND0w/s320/S6301381.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; A view of the Singapore River. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/SFuyicqx08I/AAAAAAAAAVc/efeRySJsA8k/s1600-h/S6301382.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213957298492396482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/SFuyicqx08I/AAAAAAAAAVc/efeRySJsA8k/s320/S6301382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;That's about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I haven't been writing long posts have I. Maybe its for the better? I am not sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I just realised I have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;n't said this. I pierced my ears. Also I can't pass my driving because my test date is after I leave. That totally sucks. All the work for the theory tests are going down the drain. My brother got his license yesterday. At least one of us is able to get it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-The trouble with most people is that they think with their hopes or fears or wishes rather than with their minds.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10343059-1101380048912619038?l=storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/feeds/1101380048912619038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10343059&amp;postID=1101380048912619038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/1101380048912619038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/1101380048912619038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-been-while-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791056935688523558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/SFuuntUNbbI/AAAAAAAAATk/uBw6_KbcVqc/s72-c/S6300904.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10343059.post-3505758672595559489</id><published>2008-04-03T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T00:50:16.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Its been 4 plus months since I've written here even though this is the first entry of the year. I guess it really depends on my mood now. Let's see where I am now. My contract ended with NLB last week so I'm currently unemployed. Now I'm concentrating on learning driving. Just had my second lesson. It can be quite stressful but its quite fun. If my parents knew that they would probably get me to drive seeing as they always fight over who to drive. I got a new pair of spectacles and its pink. So not me. Though I have a slight headache due to the slight change in degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A levels are over, results are out and uni applications are done. Yesterday I had an interview at SMU for economics. So nervous. Don't really want to think about it. I have a blister on my toe I so want t0 burst it. Now just have to wait for May to see where I get accepted to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I'll be going to Australia to visit my uncle next next week. A good change in pace. Hopefully it won't be too cold. Fish &amp;amp; Chips, raw oysters and more seafood wait for me. Shopping too :) Haha. Already got stuff to buy for Miss Lola Tan. Hot chocolate and lip smackers. I might not want to come back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Anyway the I've put pictures below. There are loads more but I'm too lazy. These are from JC prom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/R_Ox6CKRXoI/AAAAAAAAAS0/YaxomkhAN30/s1600-h/S6300555.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184683206604054146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/R_Ox6CKRXoI/AAAAAAAAAS0/YaxomkhAN30/s320/S6300555.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/R_Ox6iKRXpI/AAAAAAAAAS8/kT6IvtjX6-k/s1600-h/S6300539.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184683215193988754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/R_Ox6iKRXpI/AAAAAAAAAS8/kT6IvtjX6-k/s320/S6300539.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; These are from Carol's birthday a few weeks ago. She has a DS so I can battle with her. So far my pokemon have lost but I will win. Yes. My DS is in the shop again since the repaired screen can't work. I hope they fix it soon. I'm a bit bored. I can't believe I broke the screen cause I fell asleep on it. I'm getting fat. I guess that is why my mom is forcing me to join her aerobics class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Anyway these were taken at Sakae Sushi, we totally pigged out that day. I was totally stuffed. I shouldn't do that even though they say its a buffet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/R_Ox7iKRXqI/AAAAAAAAATE/915tE54jzBM/s1600-h/S6300827.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184683232373857954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/R_Ox7iKRXqI/AAAAAAAAATE/915tE54jzBM/s320/S6300827.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/R_Ox8CKRXrI/AAAAAAAAATM/nr4DBzfQ86Q/s1600-h/S6300824.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184683240963792562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/R_Ox8CKRXrI/AAAAAAAAATM/nr4DBzfQ86Q/s320/S6300824.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was our secondary class reunion last Saturday. It was good to see each other again. Damn actually am I suppose to put this up. I might get in trouble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/R_OwYiKRXmI/AAAAAAAAASk/QMNhQ5Yn5Cc/s1600-h/S6300849.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184681531566808674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/R_OwYiKRXmI/AAAAAAAAASk/QMNhQ5Yn5Cc/s320/S6300849.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/R_OwfSKRXnI/AAAAAAAAASs/thj3dQ05dw8/s1600-h/S6300861.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184681647530925682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/R_OwfSKRXnI/AAAAAAAAASs/thj3dQ05dw8/s320/S6300861.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Now I usually sit at home and watch dramas. I'm into Jap dramas. I recently just watched finished Kurosagi, One Pound Gospel and Proposal Daisakusen which I am waiting for the special to come out. I started watching Yukan Club which caused to to get hooked on Akanishi Jin which in turn caused to to like KAT-TUN. So cute and cool. Picture below. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/R_OvryKRXlI/AAAAAAAAASc/wP65cofhI-E/s1600-h/413px-KAT-TUN02.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184680762767662674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/R_OvryKRXlI/AAAAAAAAASc/wP65cofhI-E/s320/413px-KAT-TUN02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; I recommend their song Keep The Faith which was the ending song for Yukan Club. Their song LIPS is not bad too. I should be going to sleep now. Its past midnight. Oyasuminasai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;-After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10343059-3505758672595559489?l=storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/feeds/3505758672595559489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10343059&amp;postID=3505758672595559489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/3505758672595559489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/3505758672595559489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-been-4-plus-months-since-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791056935688523558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/R_Ox6CKRXoI/AAAAAAAAAS0/YaxomkhAN30/s72-c/S6300555.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10343059.post-1953909643375670990</id><published>2007-11-22T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T12:00:34.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I cannot talk. If I talk my throat hurts like crazy. It seriously sucks. I cannot eat much and I keep coughing. Have to keep drinking water. Maybe should go see doctor. This feeling seriously sucks. I want to sing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Yesterday went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;AMK&lt;/span&gt; hub. But found nothing. There was a nice black dress. But it was hell getting in and out of it so in the end I didn't buy it. It was nice to see Laura and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Lene&lt;/span&gt; again. I met their classmate Priscilla. I seem to be world famous in their class. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Friday I'm going with Laura to Orchard to try again. Must find something. Something I really like. Hopefully. I'm most worried about my hair. What to do with it.Laura says I should do a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;chignon. I just watched finished a video. It looks easy but it isn't. The hairstyle has to depend on the dress. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I've been watching The X-family. Its quite stupid but funny. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jiro&lt;/span&gt; looks cool. Also the 2 songs 不会爱 and 出神入化 from the show are not bad.  You should go watch it. 唐禹哲 or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Danson&lt;/span&gt; Tang always plays the more mature and older roles but he is the youngest. I guess its the face. But he has a cute face. I'm listening to his album. Its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; there are some nice songs that I like but there are some songs I feel are off like the duet with the female, their voices don't really match. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;There is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;threadless&lt;/span&gt; spree! I managed to get the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;cyclope&lt;/span&gt; shirt I like but I'm wondering whether I should get anything else. I want to but I can't decide. I really like Ambition Killed the Cat but I don't think I can wear purple. Then I like 7.00 cause I like to read and then I also like Defend the Kingdom which is just cute. Choices.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I need to buy so many things. Prom need dress, do make up, hair and shoes. Then still have Christmas presents. For Christmas I wouldn't mind a pair of earphones, a Canon digital camera and money. One needs money to survive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I don't have anything left to say so I shall go. Shall put up photos later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-The world is round and the place which may seem like the end may also be the beginning.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10343059-1953909643375670990?l=storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/feeds/1953909643375670990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10343059&amp;postID=1953909643375670990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/1953909643375670990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/1953909643375670990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-cannot-talk.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791056935688523558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10343059.post-8136953527666590703</id><published>2007-11-20T12:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T12:37:42.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Finally its the end of A's. I guess I'm suppose to feel crappy but instead as my friend said I looked depressed. I can guess why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;1. I'm bleeding like crazy and the stomach cramps are almost killing me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;2. My throat feels crappy. Thus I feel even more crappy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;3. My mp3 is being repaired and hopefully I need not pay a cent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;4. Its troublesome to have to shop for prom and hard to get a shopping partner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;5. I can't sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;6.The fact that I am poor or I'm gonna be poor after prom and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; presents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Life can really suck sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I wonder what I should do to pass the days?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm seriously randomly crapping stuff. I think I should just stop now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;So bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;-We pass the word around; we ponder how the case is put by different people, we read the poetry; we meditate over the literature; we play the music; we change our minds; we reach an understanding. Society evolves this way, not by shouting each other down, but by the unique capacity of unique, individual human beings to comprehend each other-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10343059-8136953527666590703?l=storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/feeds/8136953527666590703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10343059&amp;postID=8136953527666590703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/8136953527666590703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/8136953527666590703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/2007/11/finally-its-end-of-as.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791056935688523558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10343059.post-815435843650579803</id><published>2007-11-19T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T14:07:32.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/R0Enxzd1ToI/AAAAAAAAASE/bsq2FdffhYk/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134428786761485954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/R0Enxzd1ToI/AAAAAAAAASE/bsq2FdffhYk/s320/1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/R0EnyDd1TpI/AAAAAAAAASM/bSlRtGixEyo/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134428791056453266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/R0EnyDd1TpI/AAAAAAAAASM/bSlRtGixEyo/s320/2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/R0EnyTd1TqI/AAAAAAAAASU/wkTvX0GSCJs/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134428795351420578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/R0EnyTd1TqI/AAAAAAAAASU/wkTvX0GSCJs/s320/3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10343059-815435843650579803?l=storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/feeds/815435843650579803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10343059&amp;postID=815435843650579803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/815435843650579803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/815435843650579803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/2007/11/music-expresses-that-which-cannot-be.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791056935688523558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/R0Enxzd1ToI/AAAAAAAAASE/bsq2FdffhYk/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10343059.post-7987897518126422532</id><published>2007-11-17T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T19:18:15.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Its almost a year the pictures starting from the bananas were a draft dated 1/30/2007. I just put that post up today. Its been so long. so many things have happened. I'm almost done with A's. I still have one more paper, physics &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mcq&lt;/span&gt;. There were so many changes this year. Started with a move into a new classroom. Its those big ones in the J block. However the only drawback was it on the top floor and right at the end at the corner. But after a while we got used to it. Everyone one in class didn't seem to like Brandon anymore, I don't know why it just happened. We had 2 teachers changed. Our economics teacher and HT left &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;during the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;June&lt;/span&gt; holidays and our GP teacher left to go to Switzerland. It was kind of risky since we had to get use to a new teacher in a short time. Besides that I got 3 tuition teachers. Mr Lee for maths, he was a nice guy enjoyed talking with him. We both suck at P&amp;amp;C. Mr Koo my chem tutor he like a nice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;grandfatherly&lt;/span&gt; old man a little bit just a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;teensy&lt;/span&gt; tiny bit scary but he was a fantastic teacher even though he was kinda expensive. He kept telling me that I needed to FOCUS. Then there's Douglas my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Econs&lt;/span&gt; tutor. Nice fella, tells me to think positively even though I suck at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;econs&lt;/span&gt;. He adapted the FOCUS approach in the last few lessons. Sad that its done hopefully next year I can call them proudly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduation nights coming soon on the 27&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. Its kind of bothersome. I bet I'm going to cry that day. Writing this post is making me sappy thinking about this year. I love my class. We had loads of fun. One of the most memorable things was handball. Even our class lost during the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ODAC&lt;/span&gt; handball tournament our class came back with a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;vengeance&lt;/span&gt; on sports day and got 3rd place even though there was no prize. Its was exciting and as usual we took loads of pictures. I'm too lazy to upload them maybe another day. We had our ups and downs this year but I am still thankful to have been placed in this class. Its been a wonderful journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't got to see Laura they all much. We each haven't had much time. But I'm thankful for the times we had. My birthday this year was a bust as well. Went with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Laura&lt;/span&gt; to eat lunch and watch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Simpson's&lt;/span&gt;. Hope to see them soon. Laura taught me how to spree. Got my own debit card and I can do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;IBanking&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling E&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;mo&lt;/span&gt; yesterday seeing most of my classmates had finished all their papers. I spent nearly $50 on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;VCDS&lt;/span&gt;. Bought HP5, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Shrek&lt;/span&gt; 3 and License to wed. my bank account is definitely shrinking I had planned to use the money I had saved for prom and Christmas presents. Damn. Who knows what possessed me to buy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents are sick right now. Hopefully I don't get it even though I have a cough right now. Hope they get well soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its scary to think about next year. I question myself did I give it my all. The thing I don't want to do is disappoint my parents. It would be the worse feeling ever. I would feel terrible after they have done so much for me. I wouldn't know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I became a little crazed with group 飛輪海 or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Fahrenheit&lt;/span&gt;. Or at least Laura got me started with it. The show &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Hanakimi&lt;/span&gt; was good. Wu &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Zun&lt;/span&gt; was cute but I think he fits his roll more in Romantic Princess. Its a new drama which I'm watching now. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Ohjisama&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also a major part of my life this year was WITH INTEGRITY, THROUGH SERVICE, FOR THE COMMUNITY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;CIP&lt;/span&gt; project. I went a little mad but its was fun. I was head of advertising. It gave me experience, made new friends and I was happy. I felt proud and guess what I got a kindness award for it. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Unbelievable&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also we had our class &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;CIP&lt;/span&gt; at a childcare centre in Chinatown they were so cute compared to the ones in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;ToaPayoh&lt;/span&gt;. Those were scary and terrorizing. But you need to get kids interested so they need more hands on and games, their attention span ain't ready for lectures. That's what I learnt. However I had fun overall even though it was tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to have the ability to write stories. However, reality and fiction should not mix. One may be confused with what's real and what isn't. I love romance stories sometimes it makes you wish you were in your own fairytale even though it is very unlikely to happen. Books bring you to a whole new dimension where it lets imagination and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;creativity&lt;/span&gt; flow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I recently got hooked on this song. One more moment by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Ronin&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Don't take too long to say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;"I love you" to the ones you love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;cause time has a habit of slipping away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Out on a clear blue sky, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;when lighting strikes on a sunny day, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;just take me in and keep me from the rain, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;And the words that seem so hard to say, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;come out when you've gone away, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;stay a little while and hear me say, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;That I want you here tonight, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and I need you by my side, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;for just one more moment, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;for just one more moment, with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Turn around to say goodbye, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;with each and every word that passes by, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;like a distant memory, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and time keeps slipping away, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and time will turn to grey, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and time will be the one who holds you down, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;And the words that seem so hard to say, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;come out when you've gone away, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;stay a little while and hear me say, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;That I want you here tonight, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and I need you by my side, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;for just one more moment, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;for just one more moment, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;And I want you by my side, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and I need you here tonight, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;for just one more moment, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;for just one more moment, with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Sometimes time will treat you bad, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Before you even know what's wrong, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and in the end it hits you hard, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;please tell me you'll be strong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;-A man's dreams are an index to his greatness.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10343059-7987897518126422532?l=storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/feeds/7987897518126422532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10343059&amp;postID=7987897518126422532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/7987897518126422532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/7987897518126422532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-almost-year-pictures-starting-from.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791056935688523558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10343059.post-3953896986537376718</id><published>2007-01-30T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T19:11:16.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bananas from our tree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/Rb8uVxUNkOI/AAAAAAAAAPw/m-gv-bfAGis/s1600-h/RIMG0647.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025786660719005922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/Rb8uVxUNkOI/AAAAAAAAAPw/m-gv-bfAGis/s320/RIMG0647.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; I'm going bananas like those up there!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;These Pictures are from Jewel's birthday earlier this year at Seoul Garden which has been torned down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/Rb8uWBUNkPI/AAAAAAAAAP4/FztzgQz_uIU/s1600-h/RIMG0634.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025786665013973234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/Rb8uWBUNkPI/AAAAAAAAAP4/FztzgQz_uIU/s320/RIMG0634.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/Rb8uWRUNkQI/AAAAAAAAAQA/0s6a-WfVdgA/s1600-h/RIMG0635.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025786669308940546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/Rb8uWRUNkQI/AAAAAAAAAQA/0s6a-WfVdgA/s320/RIMG0635.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/Rb8uWhUNkRI/AAAAAAAAAQI/wxqENVTB8Po/s1600-h/RIMG0636.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025786673603907858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/Rb8uWhUNkRI/AAAAAAAAAQI/wxqENVTB8Po/s320/RIMG0636.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/Rb8uWxUNkSI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/uASzbFiEjc4/s1600-h/RIMG0637.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025786677898875170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/Rb8uWxUNkSI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/uASzbFiEjc4/s320/RIMG0637.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/Rb8veRUNkTI/AAAAAAAAAQY/hNbsmbb4uSg/s1600-h/RIMG0638.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025787906259521842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/Rb8veRUNkTI/AAAAAAAAAQY/hNbsmbb4uSg/s320/RIMG0638.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/Rb8vehUNkUI/AAAAAAAAAQg/BnkHlv4zFO4/s1600-h/RIMG0639.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025787910554489154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/Rb8vehUNkUI/AAAAAAAAAQg/BnkHlv4zFO4/s320/RIMG0639.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/Rb8vehUNkVI/AAAAAAAAAQo/z3ycMEJvtys/s1600-h/RIMG0640.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025787910554489170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/Rb8vehUNkVI/AAAAAAAAAQo/z3ycMEJvtys/s320/RIMG0640.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/Rb8vexUNkWI/AAAAAAAAAQw/YdNAhn5lVE0/s1600-h/RIMG0641.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025787914849456482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/Rb8vexUNkWI/AAAAAAAAAQw/YdNAhn5lVE0/s320/RIMG0641.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/Rb8vfBUNkXI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/1O4hEmjsYXU/s1600-h/RIMG0642.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025787919144423794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/Rb8vfBUNkXI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/1O4hEmjsYXU/s320/RIMG0642.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/Rb8wexUNkYI/AAAAAAAAARA/Le3vVEP4pEg/s1600-h/RIMG0643.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025789014361084290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/Rb8wexUNkYI/AAAAAAAAARA/Le3vVEP4pEg/s320/RIMG0643.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/Rb8wfBUNkZI/AAAAAAAAARI/bhXjtWmt-1w/s1600-h/RIMG0644.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025789018656051602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/Rb8wfBUNkZI/AAAAAAAAARI/bhXjtWmt-1w/s320/RIMG0644.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-Feelings are not supposed to be logical. Dangerous is the man who has rationalized his emotions.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10343059-3953896986537376718?l=storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/feeds/3953896986537376718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10343059&amp;postID=3953896986537376718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/3953896986537376718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/3953896986537376718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-going-bananas-like-those-up-there.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791056935688523558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/Rb8uVxUNkOI/AAAAAAAAAPw/m-gv-bfAGis/s72-c/RIMG0647.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10343059.post-1210022021989209952</id><published>2006-12-31T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T14:15:16.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Today's the last day of 2006 and my last post for the year. I should write something no matter how short it is. Anyway only about 4 things happened. Before I forget Vivian coming CJC for first 3 months. Can torture her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;First is Liyun Birthday chalet. Saw quite a few familiar faces. Stayed over night, played bowling and pool. Laura sleeps in the most weird positions. Was afraid of being kicked by her. Got picture to show but if I posted it here. She would kill me. The next day wake up went to watch sunset but too late then went to playground then had breakfast then Liyun auntie fetched Jew to Harbour Front to go Sentosa to work. Then since she fetching Liyun cousin to OLGC. It would pass by Laura and my house. Lucky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014566604334134002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RZdRwiHfcvI/AAAAAAAAAO8/aU2mZJREN_k/s320/RIMG0624.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014566600039166690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RZdRwSHfcuI/AAAAAAAAAO0/5d76mKaFJuc/s320/RIMG0621.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Then next is Christmas. Normal day I guess except with all the guests. Busy. Get this do that. Sian. Anyway now I have to take down the Christmas tree. But I still have econs to do. I managed to start but I think I will be slogging till Tuesday. I also have to do the stuff to give out for CCA day. Irritating. Busy. Anyway Christmas loved the food. Got money basically from everyone. That's it. Next day used the leftover turkey and ham for porridge. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014566604334134018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RZdRwiHfcwI/AAAAAAAAAPE/or6agpw8Ytw/s320/RIMG0629.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Next was on the 28 December. Went to PS to exchange presents with everyone. Then ate pasta mania. Me, Jew, Carol and her sister Monica went to watch Night at The Museum. Funny. To me was worth watching. After that they went back while I waited for my JC friends to watch death note. Ok lah. It was a good movie but disappointing to me. I wished it followed the manga more. Anyway after that went to eat and went home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Next day me and Laura met Na at Heartland Mall. Ate KFC. Exchanged presents. Na left then me and Lola walked around. I bought 2 VCDs. Ice Age 2 and Nightmare before Christmas. Went home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;What I got for Christmas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;1. Laura-Eragon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;2. Jewel-Addidas bottle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;3.Carol-Necklace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;4. Siok Hoon-Contact solution&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;5. Fiona-Green esprit shirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Satisfied this year. Anyway my last set of lyrics for the year 2006. Managed to find the song from the nokia ad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Digital Love by Daft Punk &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Last night I had a dream about you&lt;br /&gt;In this dream I’m dancing right beside you&lt;br /&gt;And it looked like everyone was having fun&lt;br /&gt;the kind of feeling I’ve waited so long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t stop come a little closer&lt;br /&gt;As we jam the rhythm gets stronger&lt;br /&gt;There’s nothing wrong with just a little little fun&lt;br /&gt;We were dancing all night long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time is right to put my arms around you&lt;br /&gt;You’re feeling right&lt;br /&gt;You wrap your arms around too&lt;br /&gt;But suddenly I feel the shining sun&lt;br /&gt;Before I knew it this dream was all gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh I don’t know what to do&lt;br /&gt;About this dream and you&lt;br /&gt;I wish this dream comes true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh I don’t know what to do&lt;br /&gt;About this dream and you&lt;br /&gt;We’ll make this dream come true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don’t you play the game ?&lt;br /&gt;Why don’t you play the game ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Anyway this collage is for CJC 2006.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014566608629101330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RZdRwyHfcxI/AAAAAAAAAPM/-lewyn2dElc/s320/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;This is for 2006. The stuff that made it special this year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014566608629101346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RZdRwyHfcyI/AAAAAAAAAPU/3rMVk7ntfFA/s320/collage1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;This is goodbye 2006 and hello 2007. My new year resolution would be to make more wonderful memories good or bad for this coming year with my friends and family. So Ja. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-Readers are plentiful, thinkers are rare-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10343059-1210022021989209952?l=storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/feeds/1210022021989209952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10343059&amp;postID=1210022021989209952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/1210022021989209952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/1210022021989209952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/2006/12/todays-last-day-of-2006-and-my-last.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791056935688523558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RZdRwiHfcvI/AAAAAAAAAO8/aU2mZJREN_k/s72-c/RIMG0624.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10343059.post-5326401200236916741</id><published>2006-12-11T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T22:00:26.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I feel so lazy everyday. Need to do something productive. I'm wasting away. Feeling screwed. Haha. Oh whatever. I'm talking crap. Totally hooked on naruto manga. Exciting. Now I can't wait for the naruto anime fillers to end. Here's the 2 lyrics of the song from Suzumiya Haruhi. Dark blue is the Japanese lyrics. Light blue is the english translation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;God knows&lt;br /&gt;by Aya Hirano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;﻿kawaita kokoro de kakenukeru&lt;br /&gt;gomen ne nani mo dekinakute&lt;br /&gt;itami wo wakachiau koto sae&lt;br /&gt;anata wa yurushite kurenai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;﻿I run past others with a parched heart.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I can't do anything.&lt;br /&gt;You won't even let me&lt;br /&gt;Share our pain together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;muku ni ikiru tame ni furimukazu&lt;br /&gt;senaka mukete satteshimau&lt;br /&gt;on the lonely rail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;To live on without tarnish,&lt;br /&gt;I face your back and head out without looking back&lt;br /&gt;on the lonely rail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;watashi tsuiteiku yo&lt;br /&gt;donna tsurai sekai no yami no naka de sae&lt;br /&gt;kitto anata wa kagayaite&lt;br /&gt;koeru mirai no hate&lt;br /&gt;yowasa yue ni tamashii kowasarenu you ni&lt;br /&gt;my way kasanaru yoima futari ni&lt;br /&gt;God bless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I will follow you.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how agonizing the world is,&lt;br /&gt;You will shine even in its darkest corners.&lt;br /&gt;Cross over the end of the future,&lt;br /&gt;My weakness will not shatter my spirit.&lt;br /&gt;my way is overlapping with yours.&lt;br /&gt;For the two of us, God bless... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;todokete atsuku naru omoi wa&lt;br /&gt;genjitsu tokashite samayou&lt;br /&gt;aitai kimochi ni riyuu wa nai&lt;br /&gt;anata e afuredasu Lovin' you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;This warming affection that reaches me,&lt;br /&gt;It melts my reality and roams my heart.&lt;br /&gt;I don't need a reason for wanting to meet you,&lt;br /&gt;Just my overflowing feelings, Lovin' you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;semete utsukushii yume dake wo&lt;br /&gt;egakinagara oikakeyou&lt;br /&gt;for your lonely heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;For now, let's paint a beautiful dream&lt;br /&gt;And chase after&lt;br /&gt;for your lonely heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;yamete uso wa anata rashikunai yo&lt;br /&gt;me wo mite kore kara no koto wo hanasou&lt;br /&gt;watashi kakugo shiteru&lt;br /&gt;kurai mirai datte&lt;br /&gt;tsuyoku natte unmei kaerareru kamo ne&lt;br /&gt;my wish kanaetai noni&lt;br /&gt;subete wa God knows...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Stop it, it's not like you to lie.&lt;br /&gt;Look at my eyes and let's talk about our future.&lt;br /&gt;I am prepared,&lt;br /&gt;Even if the future is bleak,&lt;br /&gt;I might be able to change destiny if I become stronger.&lt;br /&gt;But for my wish to come true,&lt;br /&gt;Everything is God knows...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;anata ga ite watashi ga ite&lt;br /&gt;hoka no hito wa kieteshimatta&lt;br /&gt;awai yume no utsukushisa wo egakinagara&lt;br /&gt;kizuato nazoru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You are here, I am here.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone else has disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;While we paint the beauty of this fleeting dream,&lt;br /&gt;We trace out the lines of our scars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;dakara watashi tsuiteiku yo&lt;br /&gt;donna tsurai sekai no yami no naka de sae&lt;br /&gt;kitto anata wa kagayaite&lt;br /&gt;koeru mirai no hate&lt;br /&gt;yowasa yue ni tamashii kowasarenu you ni&lt;br /&gt;my way kasanaru yo&lt;br /&gt;ima futari ni God bless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;That's why I will follow you.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how agonizing the world is,&lt;br /&gt;You will shine even in its darkest corners.&lt;br /&gt;Cross over the end of the future,&lt;br /&gt;My weakness will not shatter my spirit.&lt;br /&gt;my way is overlapping with yours.&lt;br /&gt;For the two of us, God bless... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Lost My Music&lt;br /&gt;by Aya Hirano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;hoshizora miage watashi dake no hikari oshiete&lt;br /&gt;anata wa ima doko de dare to iru no deshou?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Point out the light that belongs to me up in the starry sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Where are you now, who are you with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;tanoshiku shiteru koto omou to samishiku natte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;issho ni mita CINEMA hitori kiri de nagasu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I feel lonely when I think of the fun we have,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I weep alone in the cinema we used to go to together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;daisuki na hito ga tooi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;toosugite nakitaku naru no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;ashita me ga sametara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;hora kibou ga umareru kamo Good night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The person I love is far away,&lt;br /&gt;So far that I'm almost crying.&lt;br /&gt;When I open my eyes and wake up tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;A new hope will perhaps be born, Good night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I still I still I love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I'm waiting waiting forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I still I still I love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;tomoranai no yo Hi!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still I still I love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm waiting waiting forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I still I still I love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I just can't stop! Hi!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;nemuri no fuchi de yume ga kureru omoide no One day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;anata no kotoba niwa sukoshi uso ga atta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep in my sleep, my dream brings back memories of "One day".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;There, I realized that your words contained a few lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;hanasanai yo to kimi dake dato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;dakishimeta noni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;yakusoku fuwari to kurai yoru ni kieta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though you said you wouldn't let go and that I was your one and only,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And though we embraced each other,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Those promises gently faded into the dark night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;daisuki na hito yo itsumo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;tsumade mo sagashite shimau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;kitto me ga sametemo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;mada maboroshi wo kanjitai Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will search for the person I love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;All the time until the end of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Even if I were to open my eyes and wake up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I would keep longing for this illusion in the Morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I lost I lost I lost you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;You're making making my music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I lost I lost I lost you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;mou aenai no? No!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost I lost I lost you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You're making making my music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I lost I lost I lost you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;We can't meet again? No!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;daisuki na hito ga tooi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;toosugite nakitaku naru no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;ashita me ga sametara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;hora kibou ga umareru kamo Good night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The person I love is far away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;So far that I'm almost crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;When I open my eyes and wake up tomorrow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;A new hope will perhaps be born, Good night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;daisuki na hito ga tooi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;toosugite nakitaku naru no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;kitto me ga sametemo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;mada maboroshi wo kanjitai Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I will search for the person I love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;All the time until the end of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Even if I were to open my eyes and wake up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I would keep longing for this illusion in the Morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I still I still I love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I'm waiting waiting forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I still I still I love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;tomoranai no yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I still I still I love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I'm waiting waiting forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I still I still I love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;mata aeru yone? ne!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I still I still I love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm waiting waiting forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I still I still I love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I just can't stop! Hi!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I still I still I love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm waiting waiting forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I still I still I love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;We will meet again, right? Right!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Let's see Friday going off to Changi for chalet. Last last week was my class chalet. The place was bloddy small. To be expected. Anyway first day had BBQ. Due to my always not drinking enough water, my throat got worse. The aircon made it worse as well. In total 12 of us stayed over. 6 of us squeezed into one hut. I slept with Vic. That night everyone walked to the 7 eleven to get stuff, basically for me it was to get water. In total I drank finish 4 1.5L bottles during that stay. After they went to the area with all the floats. Everyone was curious. They went to play and they basically got all wet. Well I was the photographer for that time so I was as dry as a bone. Sort of. Anyway went to play dai di. Then went to bed. Next morning we were awoken by the knocking. Basically the guys in the other room woke up earlier than us and went to watch the sunrise. Everyone went to go Palawan Beach to play. Vic was feeling sick. Both of us were having running nose and sore throat. I was better than her since I brought my brother's nike jacket and I zipped all the way up so it sort of protected my neck. Anyway when she was feeling better we went to take the tram to the Palawan beach. We went to eat first then afterwards we went to go play but everyone wanted to like go so left 2 of us. We wanted to play the floats but when we stepped over the people said that we had to pay. Then we were like laughing because last night they all played for free. Anyway we played in the water then there were these barrier floats so we tried to get up and sit on them but we totally failed. Anyway we got totally burnt. When I came home my mom said I like lobster. I'm still dark but my skin starting to peel. Anyway we went back to take a bath. Then we sat around. Then we took a nap. When I woke up my voice was like totally screwed. Had to clear my throat damn loudly before I could breathe normally cause got a chunk of phlegm stuck there. Me and Vic went to the interchange the hawker centre to eat then went back. That's then end I guess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007265599727870418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RX1hiIfQIdI/AAAAAAAAAOA/czdqMfxv56E/s320/281106-class%2520chalet%2520002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;BBQ FOOD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007265604022837730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RX1hiYfQIeI/AAAAAAAAAOI/FuUoAOFjN3M/s320/281106-class%2520chalet%2520078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;On the way to palwan 7-11.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RX1hh4fQIcI/AAAAAAAAAN4/Fy1Cuw6jZ8s/s1600-h/281106-class%20chalet%20092.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007265595432903106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RX1hh4fQIcI/AAAAAAAAAN4/Fy1Cuw6jZ8s/s320/281106-class%2520chalet%2520092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Photo on the bridge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RX1hiYfQIfI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/A54ewcMRPXk/s1600-h/281106-class%20chalet%20116.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007265604022837746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RX1hiYfQIfI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/A54ewcMRPXk/s320/281106-class%2520chalet%2520116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; Playing on floats!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RX1hiYfQIgI/AAAAAAAAAOY/-W-8z1o-BM8/s1600-h/281106-class%20chalet%20173.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007265604022837762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RX1hiYfQIgI/AAAAAAAAAOY/-W-8z1o-BM8/s320/281106-class%2520chalet%2520173.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The guys in my class acting gay.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Got nothing much to say. Ja ne.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;-Christmas gift suggestions:&lt;br /&gt;To your enemy, forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;To an opponent, tolerance.&lt;br /&gt;To a friend, your heart.&lt;br /&gt;To a customer, service.&lt;br /&gt;To all, charity.&lt;br /&gt;To every child, a good example.&lt;br /&gt;To yourself, respect.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10343059-5326401200236916741?l=storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/feeds/5326401200236916741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10343059&amp;postID=5326401200236916741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/5326401200236916741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/5326401200236916741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-feel-so-lazy-everyday.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791056935688523558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RX1hiIfQIdI/AAAAAAAAAOA/czdqMfxv56E/s72-c/281106-class%2520chalet%2520002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10343059.post-114103912849274875</id><published>2006-12-09T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T18:59:47.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Now I love the song Canon In D. And no its not because I want to get married. Classical music is beautiful. I'm trying to find Chopin's Fantasia. Schubert's Ave Maria is soothing. I want to learn how to play the violin but there's no one to learn with me. How frustrating. Its cheaper to learn in groups. Who wants to learn how to play the violin tag me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;This interest in classical music was caused by watching this show La Corda D'Oro ~Primo Passo~ I love the ending song, Crescendo by Stella Quintet. But I can't find the lyrics. The opening song is nice too. Got 5 Bishounen in the show. One plays the piano, another the violin, another the trumpet, another plays the flute and the last one plays the cello.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006477816826438066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXqVDIfQIbI/AAAAAAAAANo/RruCFgBn-6Q/s320/crescendo+stella+quintet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Anyway I love these 2 other songs from The Melancholy of Suzumiya Haruhi. Its called God Knows and Lost My Music. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Music is a gift from God. He gave us a voice to sing with. Ears to listen and appreciate. Fingers to play instruments. Something that can't be seen and yet so magical. So inspiring. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Haven't got much to write about. Next post then I write about my class chalet. Friday also going for chalet to celebrate Liyun Birthday. Today went to find curtain. So tiring. Very stressful. Now my room has dark red curtains. To me its kind of awful but no choice have to live with it. Anyway have to pei fu the salesman. He damn patient lah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-It is one of the severest tests of friendship to tell your friend his faults. So to love a man that you cannot bear to see a stain upon him, and to speak painful truth through loving words, that is friendship-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10343059-114103912849274875?l=storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/feeds/114103912849274875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10343059&amp;postID=114103912849274875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/114103912849274875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/114103912849274875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/2006/02/it-is-one-of-severest-tests-of.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791056935688523558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXqVDIfQIbI/AAAAAAAAANo/RruCFgBn-6Q/s72-c/crescendo+stella+quintet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10343059.post-114147979922604943</id><published>2006-12-09T03:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T03:14:48.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Now its like almost 2 in the morning. I have switched to blogger in beta and kind of pissed with it. Had to wait a few days for it to work. Only good I have discovered is the Uploading of photos better a bit lah. Below are my Sydney vacation. I finished uploading them in the afternoon. Not 300 plus photos but about 100 plus instead. Better a bit. Haha. Anyway hope it doesn't cock up your computer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Now trying my best to finish up my homework. Got lots of stuff to do. Wrap presents. I can't believe I haven't put up the Christmas tree. But I can't do any of this until I finish my homework. Must finish before next Friday when go for Liyun party. I managed to finish Chemistry even though there are like loads of blanks. Tomorrow must finish Maths. Then Economics which is like the super irritating one to do. I Don't know why I can't sit down to do work in the morning or afternoon. I do work better at night. I tend to get distracted by the computer and the telly. The wonder of technology and yet is my no. 1 foe when concentrating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Anyway its about 2 weeks after I came back from Australia. The plane food sucked but I managed to watch John Tucker Must Die, You, Me Dupree and My Super ex-girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Traffic Jam on the way to airport.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkMB4fQITI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YVjTaB1qRSo/s1600-h/RIMG0085.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006045687281885490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkMB4fQITI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YVjTaB1qRSo/s320/RIMG0085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;View from airplane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkMB4fQIUI/AAAAAAAAAIU/iaC-4FnudgU/s1600-h/RIMG0089.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006045687281885506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkMB4fQIUI/AAAAAAAAAIU/iaC-4FnudgU/s320/RIMG0089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkMCIfQIVI/AAAAAAAAAIc/rba-dm9aTM4/s1600-h/RIMG0092.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006045691576852818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkMCIfQIVI/AAAAAAAAAIc/rba-dm9aTM4/s320/RIMG0092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkMCIfQIWI/AAAAAAAAAIk/ZZ_VmBSkiXs/s1600-h/RIMG0099.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006045691576852834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkMCIfQIWI/AAAAAAAAAIk/ZZ_VmBSkiXs/s320/RIMG0099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkMCYfQIXI/AAAAAAAAAIs/xWpVizajkt0/s1600-h/RIMG0108.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006045695871820146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkMCYfQIXI/AAAAAAAAAIs/xWpVizajkt0/s320/RIMG0108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; My uncle showing my mom the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkK8ofQIRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/1-6ENuw9j_4/s1600-h/RIMG0111.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006044497575944466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkK8ofQIRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/1-6ENuw9j_4/s320/RIMG0111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Chinese restaurant we ate at that first night. Yummy. Which reminds me. Customs there quite screwed up. Waited for almost 2 hours. 2 hours! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkK84fQISI/AAAAAAAAAIE/QGr9aLcS8L8/s1600-h/RIMG0113.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006044501870911778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkK84fQISI/AAAAAAAAAIE/QGr9aLcS8L8/s320/RIMG0113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; There are a lot of these bookstores. I'm not of legal age to go in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkKjofQIMI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Qmi0_occdfU/s1600-h/RIMG0114.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006044068079214786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkKjofQIMI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Qmi0_occdfU/s320/RIMG0114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; This is Hyde Park and where a half drunk fellow asked me to take a photo with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkKjofQINI/AAAAAAAAAHc/E5aPJ11hulg/s1600-h/RIMG0118.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006044068079214802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkKjofQINI/AAAAAAAAAHc/E5aPJ11hulg/s320/RIMG0118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Next day we go church. Outside got ice cream van. It says caution children and there's pikachu on the side too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkKj4fQIOI/AAAAAAAAAHk/GA6wJzyee18/s1600-h/RIMG0125.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006044072374182114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkKj4fQIOI/AAAAAAAAAHk/GA6wJzyee18/s320/RIMG0125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;St. Mary's church. So beautiful. Love this pic. Its like God's Shining down on us. The sun was in the right position and so was I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkKj4fQIPI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Lat4uAsGXPo/s1600-h/RIMG0126.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006044072374182130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkKj4fQIPI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Lat4uAsGXPo/s320/RIMG0126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is the tower which is suppose to be in the middle of Pitt Street Mall. Anyway you know it costs like almost 40 Aussie if I am not wrong just to go up there and for what. To see Sydney.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkKkIfQIQI/AAAAAAAAAH0/UCEg6Ah05y8/s1600-h/RIMG0139.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006044076669149442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkKkIfQIQI/AAAAAAAAAH0/UCEg6Ah05y8/s320/RIMG0139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A more fuller picture of the church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkJTYfQIHI/AAAAAAAAAGs/3xfyUmAeOeA/s1600-h/RIMG0140.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006042689394712690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkJTYfQIHI/AAAAAAAAAGs/3xfyUmAeOeA/s320/RIMG0140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Look its a 'Shakespearean' place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkJTofQIII/AAAAAAAAAG0/Q6iaoo0OpX8/s1600-h/RIMG0142.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006042693689680002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkJTofQIII/AAAAAAAAAG0/Q6iaoo0OpX8/s320/RIMG0142.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;After church went to the Botanical Gardens and this is the big fountain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkJTofQIJI/AAAAAAAAAG8/I_r4spPPbTI/s1600-h/RIMG0144.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006042693689680018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkJTofQIJI/AAAAAAAAAG8/I_r4spPPbTI/s320/RIMG0144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Sundial. Very acurate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkJT4fQIKI/AAAAAAAAAHE/9DDSf--TMmY/s1600-h/RIMG0147.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006042697984647330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkJT4fQIKI/AAAAAAAAAHE/9DDSf--TMmY/s320/RIMG0147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; A tree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkJT4fQILI/AAAAAAAAAHM/z6XYCjlxK9w/s1600-h/RIMG0164.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006042697984647346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkJT4fQILI/AAAAAAAAAHM/z6XYCjlxK9w/s320/RIMG0164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Can anyone see the bats?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkIFIfQICI/AAAAAAAAAGE/S5UOMdb301c/s1600-h/RIMG0156.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006041345069948962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkIFIfQICI/AAAAAAAAAGE/S5UOMdb301c/s320/RIMG0156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pretty flowers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkIFIfQIDI/AAAAAAAAAGM/r5xpgCwcvsU/s1600-h/RIMG0160.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006041345069948978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkIFIfQIDI/AAAAAAAAAGM/r5xpgCwcvsU/s320/RIMG0160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Birdie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkIFYfQIEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/hS55P5fHAXk/s1600-h/RIMG0166.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006041349364916290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkIFYfQIEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/hS55P5fHAXk/s320/RIMG0166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; More flowers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkIFYfQIFI/AAAAAAAAAGc/P8nz1vLtLtw/s1600-h/RIMG0168.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006041349364916306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkIFYfQIFI/AAAAAAAAAGc/P8nz1vLtLtw/s320/RIMG0168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Seafood haven well at least for me. Looking at this picture makes my mouth water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkIFofQIGI/AAAAAAAAAGk/8wJjp0MxTT8/s1600-h/RIMG0172.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006041353659883618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkIFofQIGI/AAAAAAAAAGk/8wJjp0MxTT8/s320/RIMG0172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Prawns, Octopus, Fish, Oysters...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkHFIfQH9I/AAAAAAAAAFc/gCWaoseI2xg/s1600-h/RIMG0173.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006040245558321106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkHFIfQH9I/AAAAAAAAAFc/gCWaoseI2xg/s320/RIMG0173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Darling Harbour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkHFIfQH-I/AAAAAAAAAFk/qOHbdl273ys/s1600-h/RIMG0182.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006040245558321122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkHFIfQH-I/AAAAAAAAAFk/qOHbdl273ys/s320/RIMG0182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; The Rocks. Found a horse carriage. Wonder how much it costs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkHFYfQH_I/AAAAAAAAAFs/q_nchGkO39I/s1600-h/RIMG0189.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006040249853288434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkHFYfQH_I/AAAAAAAAAFs/q_nchGkO39I/s320/RIMG0189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Famous Sydney Harbour Bridge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkHFYfQIAI/AAAAAAAAAF0/GMBB0QtQyio/s1600-h/RIMG0196.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006040249853288450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkHFYfQIAI/AAAAAAAAAF0/GMBB0QtQyio/s320/RIMG0196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Just opposite the Sydney Opera House.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkHFofQIBI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Ai-tGatXwlU/s1600-h/RIMG0202.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006040254148255762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkHFofQIBI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Ai-tGatXwlU/s320/RIMG0202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkFMYfQH5I/AAAAAAAAAE8/bPhtAWgsVlU/s1600-h/RIMG0207.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006038171089117074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkFMYfQH5I/AAAAAAAAAE8/bPhtAWgsVlU/s320/RIMG0207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A battleship I saw while on the ferry to Watson Bay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkFMofQH6I/AAAAAAAAAFE/hDvQNP1wIAM/s1600-h/RIMG0208.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006038175384084386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkFMofQH6I/AAAAAAAAAFE/hDvQNP1wIAM/s320/RIMG0208.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Look a castle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkFMofQH7I/AAAAAAAAAFM/I8kMngLccCI/s1600-h/RIMG0213.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006038175384084402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkFMofQH7I/AAAAAAAAAFM/I8kMngLccCI/s320/RIMG0213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; I would so love to live here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkFM4fQH8I/AAAAAAAAAFU/wkkUDvD5CJw/s1600-h/RIMG0217.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006038179679051714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkFM4fQH8I/AAAAAAAAAFU/wkkUDvD5CJw/s320/RIMG0217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;That's me. The wind's bloody strong and my hair keeps gettomg messed up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkECIfQHzI/AAAAAAAAAEM/VaP3TWA4FwQ/s1600-h/RIMG0226.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006036895483830066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkECIfQHzI/AAAAAAAAAEM/VaP3TWA4FwQ/s320/RIMG0226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Watson Bay. Home to Doyle's fish and chips. Heavenly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkECYfQH0I/AAAAAAAAAEU/JiB9-FvVk4I/s1600-h/RIMG0230.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006036899778797378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkECYfQH0I/AAAAAAAAAEU/JiB9-FvVk4I/s320/RIMG0230.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is suppose to be the Pacific Ocean. Great view but strong winds again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkECYfQH1I/AAAAAAAAAEc/FyFxw-EBIQQ/s1600-h/RIMG0233.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006036899778797394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkECYfQH1I/AAAAAAAAAEc/FyFxw-EBIQQ/s320/RIMG0233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The opposite view.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkECofQH2I/AAAAAAAAAEk/hmlepTW0Ok0/s1600-h/RIMG0237.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006036904073764706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkECofQH2I/AAAAAAAAAEk/hmlepTW0Ok0/s320/RIMG0237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Another angle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkECofQH3I/AAAAAAAAAEs/Eqo1cZWOyQ4/s1600-h/RIMG0240.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006036904073764722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkECofQH3I/AAAAAAAAAEs/Eqo1cZWOyQ4/s320/RIMG0240.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Paddy Market. The food section.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkBdYfQHuI/AAAAAAAAADk/08BSYgFrFvo/s1600-h/RIMG0243.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006034065100381922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkBdYfQHuI/AAAAAAAAADk/08BSYgFrFvo/s320/RIMG0243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkBdofQHvI/AAAAAAAAADs/WYO0NXZtK50/s1600-h/RIMG0244.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006034069395349234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkBdofQHvI/AAAAAAAAADs/WYO0NXZtK50/s320/RIMG0244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Museum Train station. Built in 1926. The one nearest to the hotel/apartments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkBdofQHwI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WOy6QW_-cy4/s1600-h/RIMG0251.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006034069395349250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkBdofQHwI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WOy6QW_-cy4/s320/RIMG0251.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A double decker train. You can also shift the seat to face front or back. Cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkBd4fQHxI/AAAAAAAAAD8/ZLFreOKwNQ8/s1600-h/RIMG0259.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006034073690316562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkBd4fQHxI/AAAAAAAAAD8/ZLFreOKwNQ8/s320/RIMG0259.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;View when on Sydney Harbour Bridge from inside the train.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkBd4fQHyI/AAAAAAAAAEE/O5sdmk272tE/s1600-h/RIMG0262.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006034073690316578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkBd4fQHyI/AAAAAAAAAEE/O5sdmk272tE/s320/RIMG0262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Chatswood. A place one must come to shop at when in Sydney.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkAiIfQHpI/AAAAAAAAAC8/WBriaH1yZQQ/s1600-h/RIMG0272.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006033047193132690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkAiIfQHpI/AAAAAAAAAC8/WBriaH1yZQQ/s320/RIMG0272.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bondi beach. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkAiYfQHqI/AAAAAAAAADE/EYZQUMjGZpc/s1600-h/RIMG0285.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006033051488100002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkAiYfQHqI/AAAAAAAAADE/EYZQUMjGZpc/s320/RIMG0285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Seagull.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkAiYfQHrI/AAAAAAAAADM/POLKhtxAslg/s1600-h/RIMG0286.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006033051488100018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkAiYfQHrI/AAAAAAAAADM/POLKhtxAslg/s320/RIMG0286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Look at the amount of people! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006227888384516482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXmxvYfQIYI/AAAAAAAAANI/f68iphwujv8/s320/RIMG0301.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Beautiful beaches of which Singapore is far from ever getting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006228408075559314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXmyNofQIZI/AAAAAAAAANQ/qgCKrwU1Keo/s320/RIMG0311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Passed by on the ferry to the casino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXj_t4fQHkI/AAAAAAAAACU/MZgr-Mt5Q9w/s1600-h/RIMG0319.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006032149544967746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXj_t4fQHkI/AAAAAAAAACU/MZgr-Mt5Q9w/s320/RIMG0319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; The Maritime Museum that we passed by as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXj_uIfQHlI/AAAAAAAAACc/mcbR2E2tJdg/s1600-h/RIMG0324.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006032153839935058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXj_uIfQHlI/AAAAAAAAACc/mcbR2E2tJdg/s320/RIMG0324.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is what a bus stop looks like. They give you the time the bus is suppose to arrive. Fantastic system. No complaints from me. Most of the time they are on time and maybe even early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXj_uIfQHmI/AAAAAAAAACk/mO41VUvafv0/s1600-h/RIMG0327.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006032153839935074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXj_uIfQHmI/AAAAAAAAACk/mO41VUvafv0/s320/RIMG0327.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Our hotel/apartments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXj_uYfQHnI/AAAAAAAAACs/JYapf33EVA8/s1600-h/RIMG0329.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006032158134902386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXj_uYfQHnI/AAAAAAAAACs/JYapf33EVA8/s320/RIMG0329.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; The first stop on our tour. Featherdale Wildlife Park. So many cute animals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXj_uYfQHoI/AAAAAAAAAC0/t7MfvsPkp0o/s1600-h/RIMG0330.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006032158134902402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXj_uYfQHoI/AAAAAAAAAC0/t7MfvsPkp0o/s320/RIMG0330.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; I think its a kookabara.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXj_CofQHfI/AAAAAAAAABs/TzzyYN4KN1k/s1600-h/RIMG0336.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006031406515625458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXj_CofQHfI/AAAAAAAAABs/TzzyYN4KN1k/s320/RIMG0336.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Pretty polly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXj_C4fQHgI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Z8NXF5q_3u0/s1600-h/RIMG0337.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006031410810592770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXj_C4fQHgI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Z8NXF5q_3u0/s320/RIMG0337.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kangaroos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXj_C4fQHhI/AAAAAAAAAB8/OJ2M_72mom0/s1600-h/RIMG0338.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006031410810592786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXj_C4fQHhI/AAAAAAAAAB8/OJ2M_72mom0/s320/RIMG0338.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXj_DIfQHiI/AAAAAAAAACE/7CgNqYsNmAM/s1600-h/RIMG0346.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006031415105560098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXj_DIfQHiI/AAAAAAAAACE/7CgNqYsNmAM/s320/RIMG0346.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXj_DIfQHjI/AAAAAAAAACM/xSjT6zM_jFY/s1600-h/RIMG0347.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006031415105560114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXj_DIfQHjI/AAAAAAAAACM/xSjT6zM_jFY/s320/RIMG0347.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXj-F4fQHaI/AAAAAAAAABE/f0kuRfiM5gk/s1600-h/RIMG0358.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006030362838572450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXj-F4fQHaI/AAAAAAAAABE/f0kuRfiM5gk/s320/RIMG0358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXj-GIfQHbI/AAAAAAAAABM/OQ5nGmApwtk/s1600-h/RIMG0361.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006030367133539762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXj-GIfQHbI/AAAAAAAAABM/OQ5nGmApwtk/s320/RIMG0361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXj-GYfQHcI/AAAAAAAAABU/_gt5VIP0UxM/s1600-h/RIMG0369.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006030371428507074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXj-GYfQHcI/AAAAAAAAABU/_gt5VIP0UxM/s320/RIMG0369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXj-GofQHdI/AAAAAAAAABc/-8MbtJCtaPE/s1600-h/RIMG0374.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006030375723474386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXj-GofQHdI/AAAAAAAAABc/-8MbtJCtaPE/s320/RIMG0374.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; A wombat on the opposite side. Sleeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXj-G4fQHeI/AAAAAAAAABk/vpcK2T2S_pM/s1600-h/RIMG0380.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006030380018441698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXj-G4fQHeI/AAAAAAAAABk/vpcK2T2S_pM/s320/RIMG0380.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Penguins!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXj9K4fQHVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/oe9DvgBSpy0/s1600-h/RIMG0388.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006029349226290514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXj9K4fQHVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/oe9DvgBSpy0/s320/RIMG0388.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; A white peacock. Beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXj9LIfQHWI/AAAAAAAAAAk/62aE72niFJM/s1600-h/RIMG0392.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006029353521257826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXj9LIfQHWI/AAAAAAAAAAk/62aE72niFJM/s320/RIMG0392.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Dingo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXj9LIfQHXI/AAAAAAAAAAs/YQvft6FVhp4/s1600-h/RIMG0395.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006029353521257842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXj9LIfQHXI/AAAAAAAAAAs/YQvft6FVhp4/s320/RIMG0395.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Emu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXj9LIfQHYI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TgBtrSehS2k/s1600-h/RIMG0396.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006029353521257858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXj9LIfQHYI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TgBtrSehS2k/s320/RIMG0396.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Echidna. Kept running away.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXj9LYfQHZI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Owdf8Awx06c/s1600-h/RIMG0401.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006029357816225170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXj9LYfQHZI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Owdf8Awx06c/s320/RIMG0401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; The pit stop on the way to blue mountains to collect our food. The baguette was delish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXj8UYfQHUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/jXKe25Q1eLM/s1600-h/RIMG0415.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006028412923419970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXj8UYfQHUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/jXKe25Q1eLM/s320/RIMG0415.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Opposite the place we went to collect the drinks was this lake. Its so calm and serene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXj7_ofQHTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/lWM0V1Sc808/s1600-h/RIMG0418.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006028056441134386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXj7_ofQHTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/lWM0V1Sc808/s320/RIMG0418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Reached blue mountains and the legend of the 3 sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/1600/338618/RIMG0427.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/320/870461/RIMG0427.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; The 3 Sisters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/1600/907455/RIMG0429.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/320/751790/RIMG0429.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/1600/103682/RIMG0433.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/320/88436/RIMG0433.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/1600/25194/RIMG0444.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/320/145121/RIMG0444.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Wind's freaking strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/1600/366753/RIMG0449.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/320/872758/RIMG0449.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Statue of the 3 sisters and the father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/1600/729054/RIMG0452.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/320/801953/RIMG0452.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Down the 52m downwards train. Was fun but too short.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/1600/84157/RIMG0455.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/320/153589/RIMG0455.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/1600/133387/RIMG0460.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/320/666719/RIMG0460.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; The trail to the cable car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/1600/841202/RIMG0481.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/320/413716/RIMG0481.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/1600/900964/RIMG0499.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/320/507920/RIMG0499.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/1600/733126/RIMG0501.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/320/274023/RIMG0501.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/1600/107090/RIMG0502.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/320/319782/RIMG0502.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The cable car.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/1600/854290/RIMG0506.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/320/289547/RIMG0506.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/1600/772452/RIMG0509.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/320/531469/RIMG0509.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/1600/170603/RIMG0519.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/320/723982/RIMG0519.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The tour group. The lady with the blue cap is our guide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/1600/80267/RIMG0521.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/320/618557/RIMG0521.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; The winery. So calm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/1600/707073/RIMG0524.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/320/84123/RIMG0524.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/1600/144177/RIMG0526.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/320/70759/RIMG0526.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; So much wine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/1600/156619/RIMG0529.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/320/116890/RIMG0529.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Cute cash register.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/1600/78806/RIMG0536.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/320/888229/RIMG0536.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/1600/939720/RIMG0537.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/320/906633/RIMG0537.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Grapes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/1600/741730/RIMG0539.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/320/651983/RIMG0539.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; The Orchard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/1600/111104/RIMG0540.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/320/174771/RIMG0540.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; A nice skyline caused by bush fires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/1600/879109/RIMG0544.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/320/702557/RIMG0544.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Where Olympics held. Olympic Park.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/1600/209717/RIMG0547.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/320/210724/RIMG0547.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Can anyone find Ian Thorpe's name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/1600/943224/RIMG0554.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/320/739511/RIMG0554.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/1600/551357/RIMG0555.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/320/235064/RIMG0555.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/1600/666891/RIMG0556.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/320/41189/RIMG0556.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Boat ride back to Darling Harbour. Sky's so beautiful too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/1600/205233/RIMG0561.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/320/561459/RIMG0561.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/1600/213079/RIMG0563.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/320/408759/RIMG0563.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/1600/405702/RIMG0566.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/320/683165/RIMG0566.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/1600/866061/RIMG0567.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/320/426832/RIMG0567.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/1600/230702/RIMG0568.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/320/611536/RIMG0568.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; The ferry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/1600/968059/RIMG0570.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/320/177972/RIMG0570.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The beach somewhere around Watson Bay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/1600/599510/RIMG0579.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/320/308109/RIMG0579.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Nudist's beach. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/1600/453981/RIMG0581.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/320/979111/RIMG0581.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/1600/432658/RIMG0584.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/320/342560/RIMG0584.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Paddy market again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/1600/61943/RIMG0589.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/320/33180/RIMG0589.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/1600/209123/RIMG0592.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/320/913573/RIMG0592.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/1600/452956/RIMG0593.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/320/806152/RIMG0593.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; This is our apartment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/1600/513970/RIMG0594.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/320/55947/RIMG0594.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/1600/276118/RIMG0597.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/320/483012/RIMG0597.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/1600/600802/RIMG0601.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/320/261068/RIMG0601.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/1600/435115/RIMG0603.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/320/109602/RIMG0603.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/1600/205144/RIMG0604.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4623/795/320/452311/RIMG0604.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Actually still got to talk but other stuff like class chalet but starting to feel sleepy now. So oyasumi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Love does not consist of gazing at each other, but in looking together in the same direction.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10343059-114147979922604943?l=storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/feeds/114147979922604943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10343059&amp;postID=114147979922604943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/114147979922604943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/114147979922604943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/2006/12/love-does-not-consist-of-gazing-at.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791056935688523558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjYx3BPvP1o/RXkMB4fQITI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YVjTaB1qRSo/s72-c/RIMG0085.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10343059.post-116338893782122532</id><published>2006-11-16T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T11:18:02.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;001. Real Name - Grace Teo Poh Hoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;002. Nickname - Let's see. Gracie is the main one. Jew's also my grandma. I am the lion in the zoo I think. There's also Mommy Dinosaur, Mother Pau or the empress dowager since my child is the Queen of the pau dynasty (This is jc one.) Why did I start talking about my relations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;003. Single or taken - Single duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;004. Zodiac Sign - LEO. RAWR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;005. Male or Female - Female&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;006. Elementary School - CHIJ Our Lady of Good Counsel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;007. Ipod - none but I have CREATIVE muvo which is just as good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;008. How many buddies on your list - around 90.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;009. friendster name - I hate friendster. I don't even know whether my account's still alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;010. Hair Color - brownish black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Where's 11?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;012. Hair Long or Short - long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(13? How they leave out 13 its such a nice no.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Eye Color - brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;015. Are you health freak - sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;016. Height - 172&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;017. Do you have a crush on someone - Nope. Not now anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;018. Do you like yourself - Of course. If you want to love someone you must first love yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;019. Braces? - No need. My teeth are perfrectly straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;020. Think you're awesome? - Sometimes but I ain't as ego as some peeple who think they're awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;021. Piercings - Zero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;022. Tattoo - NONE and proud of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(23 is missing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your 'Firsts'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;024. Surgery - None but I did stay in the hospital for a week for dengue when I was in Pri 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;025. First piercing - NONE RMB!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;026. First best friend - I think it was in nursery. But I can't remember anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;027. First Award - I think it was in Primary 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;028. First Sport You Joined - Swimming counted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;029. First pet - My rabbit that bit my ass and was given to someone to look after but in truth they didn't want to give it back so they conviniently said it died. What a load of rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;030. First vacation - Genting Highlands. Pathetic but I guess it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;031. First Concert - I haven't been to a concert but I've been to 2 award shows. One was the radio music awrds and the other was MTV asia awards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;032. First love - Never been in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorites&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;033. Favorite movie - There's a lot. I love disney movies. Must think i'm a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;034. Favorite tv show - Does anime count?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;035. Color - White and Blue. IJ colours. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;036. Music - Pop. Church songs. Jap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Looks like 37 &amp; 38 is MIA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;039. Drink - When I was younger I was hooked on lemon barley now I love Green Tea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;040. Body part not on the face - I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;041. Cartoon - MOKONA! Its this cute fluff ball which appears in Tsubasa, xxxHolic or Rayearth. Its total cuteness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;042. Favorite piece of clothing - Shorts and big shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;043. Brand Of Clothing - Don't really have one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;044. What do you sleep with - 2 pillows, 1 cushion, 1 bloster, my blanket, my heart, my pink pig, my grumpy lion and kero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;045. Favorite School - SJC. My best times were spent there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;046. Favorite Animal(s) - Lion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;047. Favorite Book - Harry Potter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;048. Favorite Magazine - Nil. Maybe I should start reading readers' digest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;049. Eating - I just finished eating a hot dog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;050. I'm drinking - Water &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(51???)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;052. I'm about to - read?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;053. Listening to - Brand New Map by K which is the last ending song from blood+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(54 ran away)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;055. Waiting For - Time to pass so can go shopping with NA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;056. Watching - The computer screen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;057. Wearing - big shirt with shorts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Your Future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;058. Want Kids - I guess I can withstand the pain of childbirth and HOPEFULLY will get a bundle of joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;059. Want to Get Married - yup. I think...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;060. Careers in Mind - Banker? Vet? I would love it if I could write or draw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(61~67? Gone with the wind...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Which is better with the Opposite Gender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;068. Lips or Eyes - eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;069. Hugs or Kisses - both&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;070. Shorter or Taller - Taller duh who would want a shorter guy. With my height the guy better be tall!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(Missng no. 71? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;072. Romantic or Spontaneous - Both but if I had to choose it would be romantic. It would be cool if the guy turned up with roses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;073. Nice stomach or nice arms - Definitely nice arms that can hold you and keep you safe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;074. Sensitive or Loud - sensitive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;075. Hook-up or Relationship - realationship &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;076. Sweet or Caring - can I have both please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;077. Trouble Maker or Hesitant - I think trouble maker. My life is kind of boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Have you ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;078. Kissed a Stranger - No. Why would I do that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;079. Drank bubbles - no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;080. Lost glasses/contacts - no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;081. Ran Away From Home - no way I love my family and my house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;082. Broken a bone - not yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;083. Got an X-ray - yup when i went to the hospital&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;084. Broken Someone's Heart - er no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(Can't someone count 85 is missing too)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;086. Turned Someone Down - nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;087. Cried When Someone Died - no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;088. Cried at school - I think I cried a total of 2 times. 1st was I don't know why then 2nd time was for Chinese O level results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Do You Believe In&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;089. God - yes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;090. Miracles - Yup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;091. Love at first sight - Who knows...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(92???)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;093. Aliens - *shrugs shoulders*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;094. Magic - I wish there was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;095. Heaven - Definitely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;096. Santa Claus - Er no. Kids listen to me he isn't real. If you see a man on the street dress as santa pull his beard. It probably someone acting as santa for money or if you see him at home its probably daddy ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;097. Sex on the first date - like no way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(98???)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;099. Angels - YES. God sends guardian angels to protect you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Answer Truthfully&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;100. Is There someone You Want To be with right now? - a bishounen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;--Here is the deal: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1. Put your music player on shuffle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2. Press forward for each question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;3. Use the song title as the answer to the question.And there you have it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;01 How does the world see me?  Life is another story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;02 Will I have a happy life? Believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;03 What do my friends really think of me? Let's Get Retarded. They think I'm a retard *sob*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;04 Do people secretly lust after me? For fruits basket. So people will want me if I have a basket of fruits...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;05 How can you be happy? Proud of my loneliness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;06 What should I do with my life? Wake up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;07 Why must life be so full of pain? Black and white &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;08 Will I ever have children? Inside your heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;09 Will I die happy? Lonely in Gorgeus. So i'll be lonely but gorgeous. Does that mean i'll die young...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;10 What is some good advice for me? Nella Fantasia??? (Il Divo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;11 What is happiness? Fantastic Story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;12 What's my favourite fetish? Rewrite???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;13 How will I be remembered? Happy People&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;14 What is your love life like? Sinking into the Deep Water. Fantastic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;15 What's your life motto? Clocks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;16 What do your parents think of you? Everyone wants to be a cat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;17 What's your favourite hobby? 2 in a million&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;18 What does your best friend really think of you? You are my love. OMG!!! You mean they are lesbians! OMG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;19 What's the worst thing about you? If tomorrow never comes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;20 Describe your mind. Oh! My darling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;21 How will you die? no no no. does that mean I won't die?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;22 How does your crush feel about you? Christmas. That's nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;23 What is your wedding going to be like? chance. I don't like the sound of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;24 What about your honeymoon? you make me want to fall in love. sounds so romantic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;25 Describe the last day of your life. you raise me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;26 Why does life suck? she will be loved. who?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;27 Why does life rule? beautiful soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;28 What will you be famous for? Hanabi. I think it means fireworks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;29 What's the craziest thing you'll ever do? honey bee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;30 Will you achieve your goals? my dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;31 What will your future job be like?  wild drive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;32 Your party life? eternal voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;33 Overall, will you be happy? tears. thanks how positive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;34 Or will you just deal with it? wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Name twenty people you can think of right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Don't read the question(s) until you've named the 20 people.At the end of this, choose five people to do this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1. Laura &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2. Jewel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;3. Lene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;4.Fiona&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;5. Sk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;6. Carol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;7. Cheryl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;8. Jo-ann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;9. Ado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;10. Alicia L.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;11. Vic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;12. Nat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;13. Tiff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;14. Brandon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;15. Daniel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;16. Cherng Yuan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;17. Maw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;18.HR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;19. Jia Qi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;20. Teri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you meet #14(brandon)? CJC. Total piss off. Totally sucked at using graphic calculator.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;What would you do if you didn't meet #1(laura)? I guess i wouldn't be as fun as it now. She's a great friend. Love her to bits. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;What if #9 (ado) and #20(teri) dated? If they won't both girls they would definitely click &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Would #6 (carol) and #17 (maw) make a good couple? You have got to be kidding. No way. I'll die laughing if it did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Describe #3 (lene). love her loads. very sweet and caring &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;#8 (jo-ann) attractive? She's plump but she has loads of inner beauty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Describe #7 (cheryl). she and me use to suan laura in the bus. still my good friend. still  in choir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Know of any #12 (nat) family members? I know she has a grandma, parents, a sister but never seen them before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;What would you do if #18 (HR) confesses to you that he likes you? I'll take it as a joke because she always says she loves everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;What language does #15 (dan) speak? english, chinese, cantonese?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Who is #9 (ado) going out with? don't know.  A-do wanna close my eyes. A-do don't wanna fall asleep cause I miss you baby and A-do wanna miss a thing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;How old is #16 (cherng yuan)? 17 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;When is the last time you spoke to #13 (Tiff)? One week ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is #2's (Jewel) favourite band/singer? Zai Zai??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Would you ever date #4 (fiona)? i'm going on a date with her later. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Would you ever date #1 (laura) I'm already going on a lot of date with her. We watching happy feet together in 2 weeks after i come back from australia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Is #19 (jia qi) single? i think so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;What's #10's (alicia) last name? lim &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Would you ever be in a relationship with #11 (Vic)? I already am. She is my baby dinosaur/pau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;School of #3 (lene)? nyp media studies with lusty lola &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Where does #6 (carol) live? seng kang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;What's your fave thing about #5 (sk)?  hmmm...i don't know i just love her. she always so nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Have you seen #2(jew) naked? Nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Okay, here's five UNLUCKY people to do this survey, it's kinda fun actually! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'm skipping this part. Hope you had fun reading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10343059-116338893782122532?l=storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/feeds/116338893782122532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10343059&amp;postID=116338893782122532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/116338893782122532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/116338893782122532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/2006/11/001.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791056935688523558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10343059.post-114103900480947141</id><published>2006-11-09T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T23:32:13.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;I just realised I still have a lot to talk about and I still have a lot of debt to pay. Haha. Anyway, tomorrow going to go for a talk in morning which is environmental related and is about sanitation. After that going to PS to watch The Prestige with Laura. I know a bit slow lah. But still better late than never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised that last Saturday 4th of Nov went to PS to do CIP for ACRES. Spent 3 hours there. I sold merchandise but the person in charge wasn't very confident of me and Alicia doing it. Anyway, I guess it was a little boring and my legs started to hurt. But I had my fill of SHILING CHICKEN and OYSTER MEE SUA!!! Anyway we had to pay like $15 for a shirt. Its turquoise in colour. Kinda regret. Think I should have gotten the vegetarian one or the gibon one. Anyway that's that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still have the story of how hard it was to get goong from Alicia. I was suppose to get it from her last Saturday after Chinese A level but then she have yet to get from her friend then she went home so never get. Then Saturday suppose to get but by the time I reached Serangoon station she called me tell me forget to take. Then Tuesday suppose to go early to meet her in school but she call me when she say never bring. But lucky I also there to collect stuff from my ex-YJ classmate. Then in afternoon I finally got it from her when I went to interchange again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now A level Chinese. Nothing really to talk about. For me its ok lah. But for a lot of people its very easy. Wasted my energy bringing so many things to school. Bag so heavy lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today had OP. Totally sucked. For my group there was like 8 accessors but for the other groups only 2 people. Like very big difference. I was so nervous. When presenting that time. I did my best to keep calm so it wasn't so bad. But forgot to smile. Hope they give chance lah. Then ended around 2. Our video not funny since people cannot even see. Anyway its over. But it feels totally screwed. Nat called me at 6.10pm ask me whether I coming. I was Coming? Where? Is it the Chomp Chomp at 6.30pm thing. Then is like yah. She sent me an sms saying whether ok. I not sure whether see talking about Vic birthday. Then I was like ok. Then I walked down. On the way down I fell. So I have an injured knee now. I met Nat at bus stop and waited for Alicia who came from a date with someone with the name starting with D. Anyway we ate then they came my house to play Monopoly Singapore version which Vic got for her birthday from her other friends. We got her markers! We gave her a pau cake. No lah we got her pau and a slice of cake. Both with candles on it. We played all the way until 10pm. I guess here I am now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway class chalet going to be horrible ah. We staying in Sentosa Costa sand and its like going to be the one without toilet ah! Have to get over it. Now I shall say bye bye. I very sleepy. Good night! Oyasuminasai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;-Friendship is a plant of slow growth and must undergo and withstand the shocks of adversity before it is entitled to the appellation-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10343059-114103900480947141?l=storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/feeds/114103900480947141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10343059&amp;postID=114103900480947141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/114103900480947141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/114103900480947141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-just-realised-i-still-have-lot-to.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791056935688523558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10343059.post-114182587987911658</id><published>2006-11-08T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T20:48:30.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I haven't written since September that's like 2 months ago. Feels kind of weird to be doing this. I guess in a way its ok. I'm putting down all worries I have before tomorrow's PW oral presentation. So its going to be a long entry. Feeling kind of happy when I think after tomorrow all the hard work, being tolerant and trying my best to do what I can will be over. Wonder if I can look back at everything and one day laugh at it or still curse the subject PW. Many things have happened since my absence on this blog. When writing it makes me think about life and what I've done and it sometimes gives me a feeling of emptiness, like something's missing in my life when I reflect back on it. Anyway here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably the first think to write about is my exams. It went it came. After all the late night studying and worrying my exams came and passed. In the midst of it trying to do PW written report added to my stress. From the 18 to the 27 September,I had GP, Economics, Chinese, Chemistry, Maths, NE &amp; current affairs. We sort off celebrated Nat and Alicia.L birthday as well. Then one week later, on the 9 &amp;amp; 10 of Oct I had the Physics and another Chinese paper respectively. After Chinese paper me, Alicia.L and Vic went to IKEA and Queensway Shopping Centre. I bought straws, a jar, Sweddish meatballs and a white converse bag. The bag is actually $60. This is one of the few times I spent so much money. Anyway I guess it was to make myself happy since the next ay was D day a.k.a. the day we get back our papers from our first 2 weeks of exams. Let's see first was Chem I did better than mid years. I got 52. Then was GP. I did worse but still got a E in the end. Next was Maths. My proudest subject but not so proud when you compare to other classes. I got a B with a 67.5. Then was economics. Make me so sad missed by one mark with a 39 out of 80. Whole day was so worried. Ended up making finish the whole box of straws from IKEA to do straw hearts. Almost everyone in class was doing it. More people wanted to learn and soon we evolved to making straw stars. However that day didn't go by without tears shedding. People worried about their status were they going to promote or not. I guess I was happy but at the same time I could feel their sorrow. Life isn't a bed of roses. I couldn't be to happy about promoting. Anyway on the 17 I got back my Physics. I got 55.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 14 Oct was our school's Open house. I was absent on that occasion. However I did help to pack goodie bags and got CIP of 1 hour for 15 mins of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that was the JC1 retreat for Catholics. It was a great experience. I even saw Chris my ex-cathecist. Was praying that Colin would be there and at the same time that he wouldn't. Well I saw him. Last last Sunday while going back from Church and on All saint's day as well. He looked fine but at the same time his face grew fatter I guess of heath reasons. After this retreat I kind of found myself again but soon the effect wore off. The camp was not bad it started at 5pm on 20 Oct and ended on 21 Oct. It made me think about life and what have done especially to my family. There are a lot of things I've done wrong. At confession I just said a few words and started crying in front of the priest. I'm glad there are friends around to comfort and help you through these times. Anyway on the first day, there was a lot of talks, when to play ice breaker with the rest of the group. My group included Tiffany, Amanda, Alicia Peter, James (T17), Lionel (T17), Justin (T17) and Jonathan (T29). Haha. I guess I can say I like my group. Daniel was stuck with Erwin only in this group with 3 other people and one of which is Dotah pro and with a temporary facil who has the word satan tatooed in between his knuckles. Then there is Nat, Marian, Emily and Brandon in the group before mine but they have this facil called Dennis who is funny and is from St. Pats. Whatever. He told us this joke on the 2nd day dinner. Very funny. How many sides does a circle have. 2! the inside and outside. Funny right. Ok wait I know what you're thinking its cold right. HAHAHAHA. Go tell everyone you know! Anyway before we went to sleep we watched lion king but I fell asleep during the part where Mufasa was lecturing Simba about going into the elephant graveyard. I guess I was too tired seeing as I slept at 2am the day before. We played bridge but one game only. I wanted to bath but queue very long. Too bad. No choice have to sleep like that but next morning woke up at like 6.30 to go bath. After that me and Nat packed our stuff and went down to play taboo while waiting for breakfast. After that we had more talks, confession, games and go back prepare for mass then talk again then dinner then mass. It went way over time. My parents were totally complaining. I wish we could write warm fuzzies but since time too short we could only write on this piece of paper we passed around. We got biscuits with exerts from the bible printed on it. My gosh so nice and the last thing I loved was this paper with a letter written from God. Damn nice. The priests took exerts from the bible and made it flow. It was like reading a beautiful letter. I want to share it with everyone. I put it on my blog one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next thing is PW. On the 18 of Oct we passed up our written reports. Since my house no colour printer have to go to Sim Lim square. Paid $18 but my dad gave me back money. So nice of him. Anyway the next day I found out I binded the wrong cover page. Wanted to cry. Was so pissed out. In the end had to paste it on so ugly. Anyway after that, could breathe a sigh of relieve but there was so drama from one of the groups and since this is my blog its about me so I shall not talk about it. Just kidding. Anyway had dry run for my PW oral presentation on 30 and 31 Oct. Got 13 and 12 out of 18. Not bad. Just have to keep it up and remember to smile tomorrow. Our video very funny. But I very tired from it. Brandon was being a total ass that day as well. He kicked my brother's football onto the roof. Anyway I'm glad it ended anyway. But you can see how may face was looking at the last part of the video. I was damn tried of his crap. Made me so frustrated. Anyway tomorrow is the last day of it. But mine got MOE accessor coming. Kinda worried though. Wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I take this time to shout out Happy Birthday to SK and NA. Sorry I couldn't be there. That reminds me, I still owe people money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I have to say Vivo is a total let down. But the cinema is damn nice. Anyway, looking forward to going out with Lola on Friday. Go gossip. Watch movie. I just realised something Friday means no meat means no SHILING CHICKEN. AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I have to go. I think this is the first time I write so much in less than 2 hours. I guess cause I never take a break lah. HAHA. Ja ne. Hope you all are happy with this entry. Will try to update more. But its kind of hard since I'm hooked on my Brother's Nintendo DS and I can play all day since he can't take it to work with him in the army :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-There are two ways to slide easily through life: to believe everything or to doubt everything; both ways save us from thinking-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10343059-114182587987911658?l=storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/feeds/114182587987911658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10343059&amp;postID=114182587987911658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/114182587987911658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/114182587987911658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-havent-written-since-september-thats.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791056935688523558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10343059.post-114182593656938371</id><published>2006-09-11T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T00:46:21.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Today is September 11 2006. 5 years a ago a plane crashed into the WTC in NY. 2 years ago I got confirmed. 4 September 2006 Steve Irwin Died. That is a very sad thing. Sometimes when I watch his shows on Animal Planet I even cry. Don't know whether his kids will grow up loving animals or hating them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I finished studying market structure for econs now have to review term 2 work. Have to o maths specimen paper. Only one TYS MCQ for chemistry so have to revise everything. I not going to study for Chinese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I think I really going crazy but to some I have already gone crazy. Very sian. Now MSN spoilt. My mom's gone to HK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Love to play my bro Nitendo. Got sudoku and Super peach princess. Very fun. But cannot play now must study!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Have to go already. GO GO JIA YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;-We must learn our limits. We are all something, but none of us are everything-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10343059-114182593656938371?l=storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/feeds/114182593656938371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10343059&amp;postID=114182593656938371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/114182593656938371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/114182593656938371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/2006/09/today-is-september-11-2006.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791056935688523558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10343059.post-114103975667953821</id><published>2006-09-07T09:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T09:40:45.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I don't feel like doing anything else so I'll update. Nothing much has been going on. Now is the September holidays. Each day passing by quickly and getting closer to the exams faster. I have to do Chemistry and Economics. I haven't done much for them. Starting to feel stressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jewel's gone to KL hopefully can find the jacket for me. Laura and Lene are working hard. I want to go eat steamboat with the rest of the sjc gang. I miss everyone. The only time can meet is probably after exams and PW. I can't wait for everything to end then can become a couch potato and watch all the Korean dramas. *Evil Laugh* Wahahaha Wahahaha Wahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate TYS. Its so irritating to do. Monday I found a new anime to watch called Saiunkoku Monogatari. Funny. I spent my Monday watching until 2am. I feel so screwed. Thursday all the way to Monday I did nothing for my studies. Today must do Chemistry and Maths then tomorrow Economics and on the weekend do Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just started my Japanese class again and now I am in stage 2. Pathetic still I have to say. There was only 5 people. So now we join with stage 3 at 6.30 to 8pm. My teacher was totally complaining about Serangoon CC about how the people there not friendly and so irritating. What to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next time I probably update is after the exams or at least after my H2 exams. Then after that got Physics and another Chinese paper. After that still have to finish WR then must practice for Oral Presentation. So tiring. For now must study hard pass promos then can enjoy. Gambette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-For everything there is a season,&lt;br /&gt;And a time for every matter under heaven:&lt;br /&gt;A time to be born, and a time to die;&lt;br /&gt;A time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted;&lt;br /&gt;A time to kill, and a time to heal;&lt;br /&gt;A time to break down, and a time to build up;&lt;br /&gt;A time to weep, and a time to laugh;&lt;br /&gt;A time to mourn, and a time to dance;&lt;br /&gt;A time to throw away stones, and a time to gather stones together;&lt;br /&gt;A time to embrace, And a time to refrain from embracing;&lt;br /&gt;A time to seek, and a time to lose;&lt;br /&gt;A time to keep, and a time to throw away;&lt;br /&gt;A time to tear, and a time to sew;&lt;br /&gt;A time to keep silence, and a time to speak;&lt;br /&gt;A time to love, and a time to hate,&lt;br /&gt;A time for war, and a time for peace.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10343059-114103975667953821?l=storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/feeds/114103975667953821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10343059&amp;postID=114103975667953821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/114103975667953821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/114103975667953821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-dont-feel-like-doing-anything-else.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791056935688523558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10343059.post-114147968858322443</id><published>2006-08-20T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T22:43:02.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'm updating now since people are polluting my cbox. Ain't it funny when I do update wanting people to tag me there is no messages for me and when I don't write people are bugging me to write. Somewhat ironic. Anyway I haven't written in over a week. I bought the new Meg Cabot book. How to be popular. Read that finish including princess diaries 7 which is currently with lusty/lecherous/loose/loser and definitely not lovely Laura :) . Nothing much happened over the week. Slept only 4 hours yesterday since I wanted to watch the new Korean drama A love to kill and I basically fell asleep when it was about to end. I managed to finish the inequalities section of the TYS. I so do not want to look at graphs anymore. How I loathe drawing graphs. Today was last lesson for Japanese class going to start stage 2 on 3 September. After Japanese I want to do Korean. I have to do stuff for environmental society. Find something to do for animals. But I will deal with it after promos. Then teacher's day coming. I going to bake cookies. Hopefully will turn out well cause my maid's going home during that time. Then going back to secondary school as well. But loads of teachers left. Wonder if the teacher's remember me in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much left to say. I lazy to put pictures. I don want to put cjc pics I want sjc people pics. When go back must ask Laura bring camera to take photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say sorry to my GP teacher for writing not nice stuff about her. Its totally wrong information and not true of which I have deleted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-He who has never hoped can never despair- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10343059-114147968858322443?l=storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/feeds/114147968858322443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10343059&amp;postID=114147968858322443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/114147968858322443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/114147968858322443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-updating-now-since-people-are.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791056935688523558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10343059.post-114182724517925969</id><published>2006-08-10T09:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T09:56:16.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm feeling better though still sick. Yesterday was National Day. Monday had lessons until 3.30. So sian. Tuesday even more irritating. Got this walkathon thing. We suppose to walk like 7km. Ok lah besides the fact that my converse shoes are muddy and covered in grass. Then later we have to sit on this patch of grass. That filled with loads of bugs. It made me so itchy. Just thinking about it makes me itchy. Then they keep talking and wasting our time. When we are suppose to go, they keep asking the mascot can you give a description. So frustrating. Alicia gave me the second part of my present which is suppose to be a chopstick for my hair. Then later I was suppose to have lunch with Laura. But the stupid bus so full cannot get on. End up I miss the last 2 bus. Then I walked to the bus stop before which is so far away. I happy I managed to get on the bus but when I reached the next stop, I saw so many people gone. So even if I had stayed there, I would have gotten on the bus. I dropped at St. Helier's. I saw Simran there. She told me a lot of my secondary school teachers left. After I reached home quickly went to bath and went to eat with Laura. She wanted to go eat at friends but we ended up at Borsche steakhouse. We just talked crap and gossiped. Afterwards we walked to Guardian and Watson. We ended up buying this crispy seaweed. Then I went home to sleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yesterday morning went to the temporary chinatown market for breakfast then at the same time my parents bought some prawn, sotong and pork for dinner. Then we went to get crab at Serangoon. After that they dropped me at Heartland Mall. I was suppose to get my present from Jewel and Sioky. I was at MJ. I wanted to buy VCDs but after a very long long long time I decided not to get anything. Then Jewel waited for the bus with me. When I got on the bus I opened the present. It was a denim crop jacket. So nice. But its a but small. I can't button up. Later went Sim Lim collect computer and buy some empty cds. At night had a nice dinner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;After that nothing much happened and its today. I have to go but will leave with lyrics from the National Day 2006 Theme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My Island Home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kaira Gong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is my home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;She's everything to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Grace and beauty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;In all that you see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My island home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wherever I may be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I never will forget her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nor will she forget me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chorus ^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And I will sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A song of home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A land of peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Where dreams are born everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wherever I may be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You will always be a part of me ^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My island home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Home of my family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is my future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Where I want to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(This is my future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is my home)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Repeat Chorus x 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wherever I may be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You will always be a part of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A part of me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-Too many people are thinking of security instead of opportunity. They seem to be more afraid of life than death-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10343059-114182724517925969?l=storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/feeds/114182724517925969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10343059&amp;postID=114182724517925969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/114182724517925969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/114182724517925969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-feeling-better-though-still-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791056935688523558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10343059.post-114182711390705617</id><published>2006-08-05T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T11:28:56.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I'm still sick as ever. My sore throat a bit better but my nose is still dripping with a vengeance And I think it might have gotten worse when it just got better. Nothing's changed since my birthday. Life still sucks. Ok maybe life doesn't suck. I have princess diaries 7 but I need to cultivate my reading mood and stop playing bridge. HAHA. I think I will only put photos on my blog. I resign from putting them on the class blog. I'm just so unappreciated. So I don't care. Later got pw project to work on and I'm suppose to get my present from Jew and Sioky. It better not be Harry Potter 4. I will kill them. I wonder if I was born on the 4th of August instead. Yesterday got better things that happened for example I managed to win a few times in bridge. I seriously need to get a live. I finally watched finish Full Metal Alchemist. I am so not happy with the ending that's why I want the movie. I'm still hoping for korean drama. I need to go file my files. So many to pass up on Monday. It will be nice seeing Jew and Sioky again. Carol definitely forgot and she is so dead when I next see her, if I even see her. I think she kind of doesn't care about us anymore. Her YJ friends is what she wants. I know I shouldn't be saying these kind of things but that is how I feel. I thank Laura for wishing me all those nice stuff. Good health......(don't know what else) and a good love live. As usual. I miss the old days. I have to go. I will put up photos another day. Ja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;-Death is not the biggest fear we have; our biggest fear is taking the risk to be alive -- the risk to be alive and express what we really are-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10343059-114182711390705617?l=storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/feeds/114182711390705617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10343059&amp;postID=114182711390705617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/114182711390705617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/114182711390705617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-still-sick-as-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791056935688523558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10343059.post-114147964805594517</id><published>2006-08-03T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T22:15:30.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I also have to thank Rohan for wishing me. I miss yj. They wouldn't be like cj. Now I am writing ignore on my msn. Its to tell myself to ignore this day. My dad did forget. Very sad but that's life. I really haven't got nothing else to right. But I just felt like saying this. I am very lucky today too. I didn't fall down, I got better after my fever on Tuesday of which I stupidly did PE that day and like always after one night's of sleep I got better and my throat doesn't hurt that much. Also I didn't hit the pole at the bus stop. But I kept losing in bridge today. I always tell myself that the bad luck will only lead to loads of good luck. But in truth there is no good or bad luck. Its you who makes your own luck. I must not be so hesitant anymore in whatever I do if not I will regret it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today had like pw lessons which is so sick. Super boring. I sian of being leader. Tomorrow physics lesson should be fun. Anyway Chinese lesson was used to write composition. I wrote about the time I forged my parents signature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to go study. Oyasumi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Fear grows in darkness; if you think there's a bogeyman around, turn on the light-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10343059-114147964805594517?l=storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/feeds/114147964805594517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10343059&amp;postID=114147964805594517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/114147964805594517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/114147964805594517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-also-have-to-thank-rohan-for-wishing.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791056935688523558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10343059.post-114182728576811382</id><published>2006-08-03T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T20:59:15.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Haha! A year is going to go by again. I wonder why I even celebrate my birthday. To thank God for my birth. To celebrate me coming onto this world. I am happy God gave me this life. But if people forget I get hurt. So what is the point. Now I am crying when I told myself that I wouldn't cry. I have to accept this. However I am thankful for the ones who have remembered. I don't have to worry about people reading this post because no one reads my blog, its just for my memory. To remind myself not to be so immature. I rather this day not come. But after this day it will be forgotten and when it comes again I will get sad. I'm 17 this year I should be mature. But I act like a spoilt child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for giving me friends like Laura, Lene, Cher, Jo Jo, Nana, Jewel, Sk and Teri. They were the first to wish me. The present Laura, Lene, Cher, Jo Jo and Na gave me gave me hope. However, that was about all I get. I am most thankful for Laura despite the fact we argue and insult each other and the fact I suck at comforting her but the only thing I can do is give her a shoulder to cry on. I guess Carol forgot my birthday since she never talked to me at all. For that I was most hurt. Alicia forgot my present. I tell myself its ok but in truth its not its as good as forgetting people's birthday. I wonder why I try so hard to make my class people's birthday a good one. Besides people wishing me birthday and giving me a birthday song, I had nothing else except a card from Vic. I thank her for that. It gave me hope as well. I have to get a hold of myself. Tears keep pouring out. Am I being egotistical. Today was no different from any other day. I think my own father forgot. I have to tell myself that its ok. But even if I tell myself that my heart feels differently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank my family still for giving birth to me and raising me. My brother cares about me a lot. Last year, when I was crying he comforted me not directly but I am thankful for it. My mom sent me an sms this morning, Ruby che che too. Godma sent me my card already. No matter what she gets me I am always happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow there is a economics test but I just don't feel like studying. Am I allowed to? I think besides dying, my greatest fear is to not be loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm afraid not to tell anyone in my class about my blog because I'm afraid of what they think of me when they read my entries. I guess I'm afraid of what they think when they think when they read stuff like what I want to write now. I shouldn't be afraid. I wonder if my class cares about my birthday or is because its like a chore they have to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I see the word 3th August, I feel afraid. I'm afraid of what would happen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I guess this is my present to myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The Birthday Song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="bday"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Corrinne May&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Don't worry about that extra line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;That's creeping up upon your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;It's just a part of nature's way to say you've grown a little more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Trees have rings and thicker branches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Kids shoes get a little tighter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Every year we're getting closer to who we're gonna be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;It's time to celebrate the story of how you've come to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Happy Birthday, my friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Here's to all the years we've shared together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;All the fun we've had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You're such a blessing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Such a joy in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;May the good Lord bless you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And may all your dreams come true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;So light a candle on your cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;For every smile you've helped create&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;For every heart and every soul &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You've helped to grow a little more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;A few more pounds, a little more grey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Dont count the years, just count the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;It takes a little time to go from water into wine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Dont ever lose the wonder of that child within your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Happy Birthday, my friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Here's to all the years we've share together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;All the fun we've had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You're such a blessingSuch a joy in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;May the good Lord bless you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And may all your dreams come true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Fear not for the future, weep not for the past-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10343059-114182728576811382?l=storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/feeds/114182728576811382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10343059&amp;postID=114182728576811382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/114182728576811382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/114182728576811382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/2006/08/haha-year-is-going-to-go-by-again.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791056935688523558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10343059.post-114182715429921554</id><published>2006-07-30T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T23:29:12.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;More pictures to add. Studying chemistry now and have to do WR later. My brother just came back and bought converse shoes for me. Haha. I was suppose to get addidas jacket too but my brother call me don't know whether I want and then never buy. Wahhh!!! So sad. I feel like crying. I wish my brother can buy from his friend who bought 4. 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/P1000957.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/P1000958.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/P1000958.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/P1000959.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/P1000959.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/P1000960.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/P1000960.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/P1000962.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/P1000962.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/P1000969.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/P1000969.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/P1000970.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/P1000970.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/P1000971.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/P1000971.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/P1000980.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/P1000980.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/P1000981.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/P1000981.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/P1000987.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/P1000987.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/P1000988.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/P1000988.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/P1000990.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/P1000990.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/P1000992.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/P1000992.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/P1000994.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/P1000994.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/P1000995.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/P1000995.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/P1000998.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/P1000998.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/P1000999.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/P1000999.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;-The most destructive element in the human mind is fear. Fear creates aggressiveness- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10343059-114182715429921554?l=storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/feeds/114182715429921554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10343059&amp;postID=114182715429921554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/114182715429921554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/114182715429921554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/2006/07/more-pictures-to-add.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791056935688523558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10343059.post-114182645975511361</id><published>2006-07-29T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T16:29:31.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Korean dramas I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Goong (Princess Hours)&lt;br /&gt;2. Wonderful Life&lt;br /&gt;3. Something About 1%&lt;br /&gt;4. Save the Last Dance&lt;br /&gt;5. Princess Lulu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind having these for my birthday especially no. 3. Have to go MJ to check price. Finally went to Bras Basah Popular to get TYS. Got more pictures to put up. Suppose to be doing homework now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Economics CA essay&lt;br /&gt;2. Chemistry Entropy Tutorial&lt;br /&gt;3. Maths Differentiation Tutorial&lt;br /&gt;4. Study for Chemistry Test&lt;br /&gt;5. Do TYS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Creativity requires the courage to let go of certainties-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10343059-114182645975511361?l=storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/feeds/114182645975511361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10343059&amp;postID=114182645975511361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/114182645975511361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/114182645975511361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/2006/07/korean-dramas-i-want.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791056935688523558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10343059.post-114182713732944348</id><published>2006-07-29T03:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T03:17:26.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I got all the photos in size. I suppose to be doing class blog now. Nothing much happened. Should be sleeping already since its like 3am and I have PTM later in the morning. Took me like 3 plus hours to slowly add all the pictures. My photo album soon running out of space. Will need a need one but don't give me that for my birthday. Anyway I have to go. Enjoy the pics. More to come. Oyasumi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-Only when we are no longer afraid do we begin to live-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10343059-114182713732944348?l=storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/feeds/114182713732944348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10343059&amp;postID=114182713732944348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/114182713732944348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/114182713732944348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-got-all-photos-in-size.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791056935688523558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10343059.post-114182745395984446</id><published>2006-07-29T03:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T03:12:39.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Here are photos from racial harmony day, last week Friday and on Monday. I put up the blue rose and Hui Ren's present as well. Have to update the class blog. Nothing much happened but went to watch Caribbean on Saturday. First we went to the cathy near ps then we cannot use the free tickets then we went to the one at orchard. Then we also cannot use it for pirates. Then we just gave up and bought the tickets. So each of us paid $9.50. Poor. Then we get first row. We walked around and saw Kai Peng and Madeline. We said hello and bye bye so many times. Later we went to the flea market just outside. I got 2 Harry Potter 4 posters for 5 bucks. So happy. Superband was there and the Singapore Idols would be there later too but it was at 4 the same time as our movie. Then the food was pathetic. Popcorn so small. Then Laura was complaining she want to go back because she cannot see. Something about her degree too high. But to me the movie was not bad. Sunday nothing happened. Then last week Friday and yesterday we just took more photos which are all here. Anyway I have to do WR now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/Picture0130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/Picture0130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT5386.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/PICT5386.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/DSC01214.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/DSC01214.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/DSC01261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/DSC01261.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/DSC01229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/DSC01229.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/DSC01209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/DSC01209.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/DSC01234.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/DSC01234.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/DSC01252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/DSC01252.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/DSC01254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/DSC01254.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/DSC01260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/DSC01260.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/rh4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/rh4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/rh6.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/rh6.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/rh11.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/rh11.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/rh12.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/rh12.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/rh14.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/rh14.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/P1000719.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/P1000719.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/P1000721.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/P1000721.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/P1000723.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/P1000723.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/P1000737.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/P1000737.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/P1000742.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/P1000742.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/P1000746.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/P1000746.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/P1000752.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/P1000752.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/P1000754.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/P1000754.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/P1000770.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/P1000770.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/P1000772.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/P1000772.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/P1000773.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/P1000773.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/P1000776.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/P1000776.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/P1000828.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/P1000828.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/P1000829.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/P1000829.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/P1000830.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/P1000830.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/P1000831.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/P1000831.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/P1000832.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/P1000832.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/P1000833.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/P1000833.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/P1000837.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/P1000837.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/P1000843.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/P1000843.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/P1000844.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/P1000844.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/P1000851.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/P1000851.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/P1000852.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/P1000852.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/P1000853.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/P1000853.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/P1000854.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/P1000854.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/P1000857.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/P1000857.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/P1000859.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/P1000859.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/P1000861.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/P1000861.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/P1000864.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/P1000864.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/P1000862.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/P1000862.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/P1000863.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/P1000863.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/P1000866.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/P1000866.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/P1000872.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/P1000872.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/P1000873.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/P1000873.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/P1000874.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/P1000874.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/P1000875.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/P1000875.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/P1000876.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/P1000876.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/P1000881.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/P1000881.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/P1000885.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/P1000885.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/P1000892.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/P1000892.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/P1000903.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/P1000903.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/P1000904.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/P1000904.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/P1000905.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/P1000905.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/pirates10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/pirates10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/pirates11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/pirates11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/pirates12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/pirates12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/pirates12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/pirates12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/pirates6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/pirates6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/pirates8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/pirates8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;-True religion is real living; living with all one's soul, with all one's goodness and righteousness-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10343059-114182745395984446?l=storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/feeds/114182745395984446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10343059&amp;postID=114182745395984446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/114182745395984446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/114182745395984446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/2006/07/here-are-photos-from-racial-harmony_29.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791056935688523558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10343059.post-114147955301747406</id><published>2006-07-21T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T19:21:08.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;The first design for class t shirt/jersey. I have been asked to design the logo for the shirt. Of which I am clueless of what to do. Its so sickening. Trees on Fire. So hard to do, so hard to combine. Anyway it should be something simple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/trees%20on%20fire%20logo.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/trees%20on%20fire%20logo.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Anyway today was boring. PE we played soccer. It was fun but scary. A few people got injured. Daniel even blacked out for a while. Didn't play much bridge today. It was quite fast today except for econs lecture. I wanted to draw but couldn't. Alicia brought camera today. So took some pictures. Later when she send to me I put up. This weekend got lots to do. I want my own digital camera. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Tomorrow watching pirates of the carribean. I'm poor! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Toodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The Grand essentials of happiness are: something to do, something to love, and something to hope for&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10343059-114147955301747406?l=storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/feeds/114147955301747406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10343059&amp;postID=114147955301747406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/114147955301747406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/114147955301747406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/2006/07/first-design-for-class-t-shirtjersey.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791056935688523558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10343059.post-114103887682917240</id><published>2006-07-20T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T18:33:51.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Below &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;are all random pictures. I solved the picture problem. It fits nicely. Haha. However some are big and small because I accidentally deleted the post with all the pictures. I want to cry. Am eating dinner now while typing using one hand. Kind of hard since the plate blocking. Anyway my dinner is fried chicken which is so fat, corn, mashed potato &amp; coslaw. Shall go develop some of these pictures tomorrow. I'm suppose to be doing econs project and studying for MI test tomorrow. Oh well. Can hear my maid watching Singapore Idol. Wonder who is going to be kicked out but I don't care. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Anyway, today was Racial Harmony Day in school. Lots of people wore costumes but I couldn't be bothered. Today during concert, Maw was doing silat so funny then Brandon was doing silemban later. Very funny. But most of the day is like so boring. We played bridge from 2-3 then went home. We were like so dead talking in a lifeless tone. We slow. Haha. I added wishlist to my side bar. For my birthday I want the snake and converse shoes first. The rest can come later. I'm very horrible I know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;OCS Trip!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/ee1c67a0.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/ee1c6d84.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/ee1c6d84.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/ee1c6c04.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/ee1c6c04.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/ocs%20trip!!%20025.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/ocs%20trip%21%21%20025.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/ocs%20trip!!%20016.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/ocs%20trip%21%21%20016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/ocs%20trip!!%20008.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/ocs%20trip%21%21%20008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/ocs%20trip!!%20001.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/ocs%20trip%21%21%20001.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/ee1c73fd.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/ee1c73fd.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/ee1c72ca.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/ee1c72ca.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/tristan.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/tristan.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/Picture0095.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/ee1c6907.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/Picture0095.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/ee1c7507.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:2952/9704dbca30369ebc6aaed6f9e3afcd29/image4785.jpg?size=640"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sleepyheads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/ee1c62ae.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/ee1c62ae.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/ee1c635c.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/ee1c635c.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/ee1c61d1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/ee1c61d1.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Daniel's birthday present. The big big bear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/Picture0095.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/Picture0095.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;My house garden. Ain't the rambutan's looking good. Have to fight with the crow's for it. The only fruitful tree in my house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/Picture0117.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/Picture0117.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/Picture0118.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/Picture0118.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/Picture0119.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/Picture0119.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/Picture0121.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/Picture0121.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/Picture0122.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/Picture0122.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Doodles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/Picture0125.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/Picture0125.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/Picture0128.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/Picture0128.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/Picture0133.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/Picture0133.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/Picture0135.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/Picture0135.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/Picture0136.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/Picture0136.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Random pictures from when I go home. The stop where I take 153 then 317. So many national flags. National day coming soon. Hopefully can get NDP tickets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/Picture0112.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/Picture0112.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/Picture0115.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/Picture0115.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;From when I drop opposite St. Gabriel Primary waiting for the 73 bus after dropping from 105. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/Picture0088.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/Picture0088.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/Picture0085.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/Picture0085.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Parent's car.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/Picture0067.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/Picture0067.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;rom&lt;/span&gt; when we went to play pool and shop. The day I got my $15 white dress/shirt. Did I mention the shop closed down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/Picture0037.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/Picture0037.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/Picture0046.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/Picture0046.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/Picture0049.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/Picture0049.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Cheryl's Party. Pictures courtesy of Laura's camera of which she does not know how to use. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/Picture0049.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/x1pbglk-vqL4Btot-qT2fC807DF3xznW0RD1-N3YRCAjuomGFYjFhoSqVy0c_4yuQI7e3_iSfVVsqzBWLEV_9RjRf_mhIXNIT3qHKoepfty2j7YhiXcInhm5zPHEvmpZDB6dI13Hx_q3UDg3QnNPf7Tb8dFQD.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/Picture0049.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/x1pbglk-vqL4Btot-qT2fC807DF3xznW0RD1-N3YRCAjuoq6-MQDdf4sm9YfedgL1g0ip-jUFzXxzmaGDaLPPjL4f9pzAwGmKLpEh2pKVdFOlZb4nFmuyGtloURjofU5unCiJ0Iz5TWqSdxe35Hook38f8p75.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/Picture0049.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/x1pbglk-vqL4Btot-qT2fC807DF3xznW0RD1-N3YRCAjuqlRp6XvVhfSTs895_M5sRcopCeV05ZFGsnENAjMFizzeazP6YYc5gXZ2EmLNsEL8Ek1YxsjCmXqWQuqkGfpsXkYIAG30dUiGMmHW3bMTpeQ8Em7m.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/Picture0049.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/x1pbglk-vqL4Btot-qT2fC807DF3xznW0RD1-N3YRCAjurNi0ivHN0EDzHWiMzPw3thKeQ5k1ieM5UdCANl1KNqqrWrxLZgW_5HO3rNzvopXQ3qXuMxMVX4hWC1p4ALXtqzVGZ-fqI_R5HDnJzbUR8s-tGRDy.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/Picture0049.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/x1pbglk-vqL4Btot-qT2fC807DF3xznW0RD1-N3YRCAjuqH3-YUcUj5MlgJsNwtT7pV4sHmW6lJ0hXA26_pM4Ic60SKRnQebzBFyIb6DsMahTKNFrvBV25M34giAkxPFfns1WhfMclMIxepd-I26x7MMw_8T3.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/Picture0049.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/x1pbglk-vqL4Btot-qT2fC807DF3xznW0RD1-N3YRCAjuqlaDLuqgJZIwEomRNwsNwVH_gceYd1-8-eGc9W0rpu0vROV0ro9NzKwn8HMHLPUlg9C1bNJIZJCq2QLP8uqObw381ek_mACMGzXH-i-g_56r9rIM.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Have to go so bye. I leave with the lyrics from the Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicle movie, Amrita.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Amrita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Makino Yui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Kikasete natsukashii uta wo&lt;br /&gt;tooku de kuchizusande&lt;br /&gt;seinaru mitsu no you ni yume no you ni&lt;br /&gt;sono naka de nemurasete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Doushite sekai wa sakasa ni muryoku ni nagareteku no?&lt;br /&gt;Yuuyake&lt;br /&gt;itsuka mita akane kumo&lt;br /&gt;soba ni irenai sono kawari ni &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Gin-iro no ame ga futte kitara watashi da to omotte&lt;br /&gt;namida wo fuite &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Massugu ni hada ni ochiru ryuusei&lt;br /&gt;furitsudzukete sono kata ni amurita &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Daichi ga naite iru yoru wo&lt;br /&gt;kanjiru kokoro de ite&lt;br /&gt;anata no kizuguchi ga itamu nara&lt;br /&gt;sora ni negai no yumiya wo utsu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Gin-iro no ame ga futte kitara watashi da to omotte&lt;br /&gt;jikan wo tomete &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Chiheisen hibiki wataru shizuku&lt;br /&gt;tashika na mono&lt;br /&gt;ano hibi ni amurita &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Gin-iro no ame ga futte kitara watashi da to omotte&lt;br /&gt;namida wo fuite &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Massugu ni hada ni ochiru ryuusei&lt;br /&gt;anata ni furu ame ni naru amurita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;English Translation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Listen and you can hear the distant sound&lt;br /&gt;of someone humming a familiar song,&lt;br /&gt;like sacred nectar, like a dream&lt;br /&gt;Let me sleep surrounded by it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Why is the world being washed away in contradictions and helplessness?&lt;br /&gt;At sunset, we always watched the madder-red clouds together&lt;br /&gt;but you can't be with me anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;When the silver rain began to fall, I thought that it was a part of me&lt;br /&gt;and I dried my tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The shooting stars that rain straight down&lt;br /&gt;on your body, on your shoulders, are amrita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Your heart can feel the nights&lt;br /&gt;when the earth itself is crying&lt;br /&gt;If your wounds are hurting you,&lt;br /&gt;shoot your wish as an arrow up to the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;When the silver rain began to fall, I thought that it was a part of me&lt;br /&gt;Please stop the passing of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The sound of raindrops echoes across the horizon,&lt;br /&gt;something definite that,&lt;br /&gt;in those days, was amrita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;When the silver rain began to fall, I thought that it was a part of me&lt;br /&gt;and I dried my tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Shooting stars cascade straight down&lt;br /&gt;and become the rain that falls on you... amrita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;-All love that has not friendship for its base, is like a mansion built upon the sand-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10343059-114103887682917240?l=storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/feeds/114103887682917240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10343059&amp;postID=114103887682917240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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This is like a very bad habit. I can take 2 hours or more to write one post. I'm just crazy. Basically I changed my blog skin. Finally. Though there is a problem. The pictures are too big to fit into the space. I spent like the last few hours trying to solve the problem but to no avail. Irritating. I'll try again another day. I came home and I slept again. I'm suppose to do written report but I typed one paragraph and closed the document. I was also suppose to tabulate the results of my survey for pw. During pw yesterday, we only finished half of question 2. So slow. I also was supposed to start on my section for economics. However, I just ended up drawing again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I think my mother is getting more and more paranoid everyday. Because of this article below, I have changed my shampoo and toothpaste. Now my maid doesn't buy pork anymore too. I wonder if the article is even true. Being too paranoid is no good. You become scared of everything then you don't do anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;INSTANT NOODLES &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Dear instant noodle lovers, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Make sure you break for at least 3 days after one session of instant noodles before you eat your next packet! Please read the info shared to me by a doctor. My family stopped eating instant noodles more than 5 years ago after hearing about the wax coating the noodles - the wax is not just in the Styrofoam containers but it coats the noodles. This is why the instant noodles do not stick to each other when cooking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;If one were to examine the ordinary Chinese yellow noodles in the market, one will notice that, in their uncooked state the noodles are oily. This layer of oil prevents the noodles from sticking together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Wanton noodles in their uncooked state have been dusted with flour to prevent them sticking together. When the hawker cooks the noodles, notice he cooks them in hot water and then rinses them in cold water before cooking them in hot water again. This process is repeated several times before the noodles are ready to be served. The cooking and rinsing process prevents noodles from sticking together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;The hawker then "lowers the noodles in oil and sauce to prevent the noodles from sticking if they are to be served dry. Cooking instructions for spaghetti require oil or butter to be added in the water when boiling the spaghetti to prevent the pasta from sticking together. Otherwise, one gets a big clump of spaghetti! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;There was an SBC (now TCS) actor some years ago, who at a busy time of his career had no time to cook, resorted to eating instant noodles everyday. He got cancer later on. His doctor told him about the wax in instant noodles. The doctor told him that our body will need up to 2 days to clear the wax. There was also an SIA steward who after moving out from his mother's house into his own house, did not cook but ate instant noodles almost every meal. He had cancer, and has since died from it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Nowadays the instant noodles are referred as "cancer noodles". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;SATAY LOVERS (BARBECUE) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;If you all eat Satay, don't ever forget to eat the cucumber, because eating Satay together with carbon after barbequing can cause cancer. But we have a cure for that... Cucumber should be eaten after we eat the Satay because Satay has carcinogen (a cancer causing element) but cucumber is anti-carcinogenic. So don't forget to eat the cucumber the next time you have Satay's. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;PRAWNS (SUGPO) &amp; VIT C &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;DO NOT eat shrimp / prawn if you have just taken VITAMIN C pills!! This will cause you to DIE in ARSENIC (As) toxication within HOURS!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;PORK AWARENESS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Try this and see whether the pork you bought has worms. There goes with your"Bak Kut Teh" for those who love it. Most men love to eat this so watch out before it's too late. If you pours Coke (yes, the soda) on a slab of pork, wait a little while, you will SEE WORMS crawl out of it.. A message from the Health Corporation of Singapore about the bad effects of pork consumption. Pig's bodies contain MANY TOXINS, WORM and LATENT DISEASES. Although some of these infestations are harboured in other animals, modern veterinarians say that pigs are far MORE PREDISPOSED to these illnesses than other animals. This could be because PIGS like to SCAVENGE and will eat ANY kind of food, INCLUDING dead insects, worms, rotting carcasses, excreta including their own, garbage, and other pigs. INFLUENZA (flu) is one of the MOST famous illnesses which pigs share with humans. This illness is harboured in the LUNGS of pigs during the summer months and tends to affect pigs and human in the cooler months. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Sausage contains bits of pigs' lungs, so those who EAT pork sausage tend to SUFFER MORE during EPIDEMICS of INFLUENZA. Pig meat contains EXCESSIVE quantities of HISTAMINE and IMIDAZOLE compounds, which can lead to ITCHING and INFLAMMATION; GROWTH HORMONE which PROMOTES INFLAMMATION and growth; sulphur containing mesenchymal mucus which leads to SWELLING and deposits of MUCUS in tendons and cartilage, resulting in ATHRITIS, RHEUMATISM, etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Sulphur helps cause FIRM human tendons and ligaments to be replaced by the pig's soft mesenchymal tissues, and degeneration of human cartilage. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Eating pork can also lead to GALLSTONES and OBESITY, probably due to its HIGH CHOLESTEROL and SATURATED FAT content. The pig is the MAIN CARRIER of the TAENIE SOLIUM WORM, which is found in its flesh. These tapeworms are found in human intestines with greater frequency in nations where pigs are eaten. This type of tapeworm can pass through the intestines and affect many other organs, and is incurable once it reaches beyond a certain stage. One in six people in the US and Canada has RICHINOSIS from eating trichina worms, which are found in pork. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Many people have NO SYMPTOMS to warm them of this, and when they do, they resemble symptoms of many other illnesses. These worms are NOT noticed during meat inspections. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;SHAMPOO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Cancer-causing substance in shampoos. Go home and check your shampoo. Change before it's too late... Check the ingredients listed on your shampoo bottle, and see they have a substance by the name of Sodium Laureth Sulfate, or simply SLS. This substance is found in most shampoos; manufacturers use it because it produces a lot of foam and it is cheap. BUT the fact is, SLS is used to scrub garage floors, and it is very strong!!! It is also proven that it can cause cancer in the long run, and this is no joke. Shampoos that contains SLS: Vo5, Palmolive, Paul Mitchell, L'Oreal, the new Hemp Shampoo from Body Shop etc. contain this substance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;The first ingredient listed (which means it is the single most prevalent ingredient) in Clairol's Herbal Essences is Sodium Laureth Sulfate. Therefore, I called one company, and I told them their product contains a substance that will cause people to have cancer. They said, Yeah we knew about it but there is nothing we can do about it because we need that substance to produce foam. By the way Colgate toothpaste also contains the same substance to produce the "bubbles". They said they are going to send me some information. Research has shown that in the 1980s, the chance of getting cancer is 1out of 8000 and now, in the 1990s, the chances of getting cancer is 1 out of 3, which is very serious. Therefore, I hope that you will take this seriously and pass this on to all the people you know, and hopefully, we can stop "giving" ourselves cancer-causing agents. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Anyway Saturday going to the new cathy cineplex to watch pirates of the Caribbean. I want to watch the first one first but Cherylene keeps forgetting to pass to Laura. Liyun has like free tickets but only for 3 people. That includes herself, Laura and Jewel. Laura still owes me $8. If she pays me back plus interest it would be enough for a ticket. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this certain obsession with drawing wings, suns, moons &amp; stars. I think it came about by watching too much anime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week was Daniel's birthday and we got him a bear. A big bear. Then yesterday was Emily's birthday, we gave her a little mermaid jigsaw puzzle. Marian, Amanda they all got her a bikini. I went to get Hui Ren's present already. This month got a lot of people's birthday. I'm going poorer. Currently my wallet has about $1.50 but people owe me money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go Japan and experience life there. My Japanese teacher talks about like its so nice. I want to study there. I like there uniforms. They give loads of free gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I better go sleep already. Its almost 2. Oyasumi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-If we had no winter, the spring would not be so pleasant; if we did not sometimes taste of adversity, prosperity would not be so welcome-&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10343059-114182998062676743?l=storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/feeds/114182998062676743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10343059&amp;postID=114182998062676743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/114182998062676743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/114182998062676743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-just-realised-i-like-writing-in-wee.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791056935688523558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10343059.post-114103886644955346</id><published>2006-07-17T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T23:14:47.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I love writing long posts. Sometimes, I'm surprised at what I write. I let my through feeling out just like almost one year ago on my birthday. I wonder if I should open up my birthday wishes blog. I mostly just keep writing about what I do. Never really on stuff that really effects me. But I have a few posts. This one below is a post I wanted to write but didn't finish so I kept to a draft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Its the holidays now or more like the end of the holidays. A lot has happened. Most of which I do not want. Life is harsh it can change a person and take away the things that are precious and important to a person. Change is another hateful thing in life. It has taken my friends away from me or actually I have sort of curled up and protected myself from the outside world. It is not fun to keep having to change friends every so often. It hurts. Just when you get to know them you are broken apart. I and my friends from Secondary school have kind of parted. I haven't forgotten about them but it hurts to look at the past and know you can never go back. However they will always be in my heart no matter what my action may lead one to think. Here is my blog and in here I do not lie. I reveal my true feelings here hoping people to understand but not to talk about it in front of me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kind of rambling on again. I think one of life's greatest challenge is to find out who you are and are meant to be. It never is easy but the rewards we get back will be two fold or maybe more. I just hope I don't end up crying or feeling sad this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway today had Chinese oral and I totally screwed up by being nervous and stuttering. The question was what do you think about the people who put out food on the roadside for stray animals to eat. I totally talked crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday seems to be getting tougher and more tiring. My life seems fine but there are like so may things and problems to deal with. Worries I wish I didn't have. However, with my friends make it through every single day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no ideas what the purpose of this post is. I'm just typing to keep me occupied while I download stuff. Anyway my birthday is in 2 weeks people. I just realised its on an even week Thursday so I end at 2. But I just realised again that there is a new timetable. If it ends late that day I'm going to cry. I'm rambling again. This is my second time saying that I'm rambling-now its my 3rd time. I'm really rambling now. Another time so its no. 4. I have to stop. So bye and goodnight. I think i'll start writing again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Friendship marks a life even more deeply than love. Love risks degenerating into obsession, friendship is never anything but sharing-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10343059-114103886644955346?l=storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/feeds/114103886644955346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10343059&amp;postID=114103886644955346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/114103886644955346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/114103886644955346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-love-writing-long-posts.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791056935688523558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10343059.post-114183015462362238</id><published>2006-07-16T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T14:47:39.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I HAVE BEEN TAGGED (by Lusty Laura)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1. Do the following WITHOUT complaints&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2. Choose 5 person to do this after you completed yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3. Leave a tag on the person's tagboard to say he/she have been tagged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4. Start your post with "I have been tagged!" then do this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Currents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Current Mood: tired, pissed at EoM &amp; hate the bloody sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Current Taste: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;clothes: Shorts(if i'm at home)/jeans(if i'm going out) and t-shirts &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fashion: Comfy and not hot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;food: SHILING chicken &amp; mee sua.&lt;br /&gt;Current Desktop: some place in Kyoto Japan that is a pathway with these red and black frames.&lt;br /&gt;Current Toenail Colour: None. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Curent Time: 2.18pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Current Surroundings: computer, food, water, phone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Current Annoyances: the washing machine, sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Current Thoughts: I hate the sun and its heat. Why won't it rain. I hate EoM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Firsts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;First Best Friend: Jessica from nursery. She use to live around here. Then I never saw her again until Secondary 1 when she was in my class at cathechism. I think. If its not her then primary school Audrey who was my best friend then hated me for I don't know what and now is in cjc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;First Crush: nursery Can't remember what teh guys name is. Young love those were the days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;First Music: Sesame street.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lasts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Last Cigarette: I don't smoke and proud of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Last Drink: water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Last Crush: from church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Last Movie: Superman who LL was drooling over&lt;br /&gt;Last Theatre: I never watched a play before unless you consider wayang or those people who put up a play to teach us some values&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Last Phone Call: Mom to ask me what I want to eat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Last CD played: Corrinne May- Safe in a Crazy World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Last song played: At the Beginning from Anastasia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Have you ever dated one of your best friend: no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Have you ever broken the law: Does forgey count?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Have you ever been arrested: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been on TV: No. But dad has.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever kissed someone you don't know: No. But I can't remember who the guy is now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5 things you are wearing: bra, panties, cj O2 orientation shirt, primary school shoets and cross necklace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4 things you done today: bathed, gone for mass, tried doing EoM, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3 things you can hear right now: movin'-bleach's new ending song, the computer and the microwave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1 thing you do when you're bored: watch anime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'm tagging: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my brother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;carol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;vivian my irritating junior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;teri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sandy&amp;amp; felicia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10343059-114183015462362238?l=storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/feeds/114183015462362238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10343059&amp;postID=114183015462362238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/114183015462362238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/114183015462362238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-have-been-tagged-by-lusty-laura-1.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791056935688523558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10343059.post-114183016962353382</id><published>2006-07-16T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T17:00:28.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Last time I blogged was about my last ay of exam. I'll start from there. After the physics exam, I quickly rushed home and my a gave me a lift to Somerset station. End up I was the first person. After that Alicia, Nat and Amanda came. We couldn't stand waiting for anyone else so we wanted to leave but we waited for Daniel because he wanted was supposedly about to arrive and was late because he was doing his hair. Later, we played pool. Then Maw, CY and Tristan from 36 went K box. We played till about 3 plus. I love playing pool. We went arcade. We watched Daniel and Brandon play dance dance revolution. It was hilarious. Later Tiff and Nat played it and they rocked especially Nat. Air Hockey was fun too. I don't mind a air hockey table either. HAHA. Too expensive. The guys played racing but Brandon and Esmond both got hurt. How did that happen. Alicia and Amanda left. We were suppose to go Chomp Chomp for dinner but they decided to watch She's the Man. I wanted to but decided not to. Anyway during the weekend I watched it on Youtube for free. I also watched Just my luck. I'm suppose to watch Highschool Musical but I have no time and the quality all suck. I left first and would meet them later. I went to PS. I wanted to visit the shop where I bought the $15 top/dress but it closed down. So sad. But I left happy because I had my Shiling chicken and I bought a pair of silver flats from Charles &amp; Keith. I wonder where they came out with that name. The original designers maybe? Anyway its made of velvet and the next day when I went to watch Superman with Laura I couldn't stop looking at them. I'm going crazy. Anyway Amanda came by my house and after that we went to chop place. They took so long to come. I told them to take NEL line then change to bus like how I come home but they took they red line. Then I tell them take 136 they took 73. Even longer. We went to order first. Bought like Hokkien Mee, Oyster, Carrot Cake, Stingray and Lala (which I find not worth it), Satay and drinks. I think that's all. I spent like $12 on dinner. That is a lot and $4 went to lime juice. Chomp Chomp is definitely getting more expensive and at the same time portions getting smaller. We split $64 bill(which did not include drinks) among 8 of us-me, Amanda, Tiff, Nat, Terri, Daniel, Brandon and Esmond. Then we were suppose to go to Ice Cube to eat ice cream but then all of us like left and wanted the cheaper alternative at ice cream parlour near DBS bank. Then we didn't eat ice cream. Instead they went to NTUC to buy drinks (alcohol). We took 317 bus but I went home because I wanted to watch Project Runway. Later they came to my house to use toilet. Later they left one by one. I fell asleep watching commander in chief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Next day went to PS to watch Superman with Laura. I'm really damn sian of going PS. There is like nothing. I wore the $15 dollar white top but Laura said I looked pregnant. Should use a belt. I kept talking about my shoes and Laura was getting very sick of me. Before the movie Laura was shopping to find working clothes. We even went to This Fashion. I brought in Sushi and Laura mango pudding. I seem to make it a point to write what I bring in to the theatre after the Pride and Prejudice movie. I still remember what I brought in. One chicken leg. Shiling chicken and Mee sua. What else. Must ask Laura. Anyway didn't do much except let Laura miss her bus and when my bus came she tried to stop me. As a result she got stepped on the toe and I have a black mark on my precious shoes. I'm going to kill her for it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;What else happened. I wonder. Nothing much happened last last week. Except the fact I got contacts. Feels weird wearing them and the mark from my glasses are still there. Oh yah. Then my Japanese class was cancelled. What a wasted trip. I could have watched pirates of the carribean. Last week I got back all my results. Sucky. I have like 1B (Physics-64), 2Ds (Chinese-54 &amp;amp; Maths-50 which is suppose to be the highest in class. How pathetic is that.), 3Es(GP-45, Chemistry-47 &amp; Economics-47). I'm suppose to be doing EoM for PW but instead I'm her. I'm also suppose to go Jimmy house for tuition and in return, I'm suppose to give him sting ray as tuition fee. Weird fellow.The sun is scorching hot. I don't want to walk down to his house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Oh yah now I remember what we did last last week. I really have STM. We went to OCS-Officer cadet school. We had like 3 hours of lesson. The whole thing was damn tiring. On the bus we played bridge. We reached quite fast. Anyway we walked around and we were suppose to played games and the first thing we played was fire in the hole and we were suppose to throw some stuff in the bucket. I scored the first goal. Yah! We won 36 3-0. Then we were suppose to use the night goggles and find letters in the dark to find the word BOOK OUT DAY. We lost. Then we walked around and we were suppose to find some words using the map. That game was like ???. Then we were suppose to identify some food. I can't believe how they eat food. There is like this big green packet which they tear open and they suck out the food. Disgusting. We went to see the obstacle course then at the last part some people in the bushes came out to scare us. We went to this air con room to rest and eat. We watched some videos. One was Where is the love by Delta 3. They were doing stupid things. After that we went to walk to the parade square. It was freaking hot and I was getting tired. We couldn't walk across the parade square because it was like some sacred ground. Anyway we went to the auditorium to do survey and went home. On the bus we played bridge while the rest slept. Tiff took people's sleeping faces. We were like laughing because we were anyhow bidding and the way we gave out was making it hilarious. However, the ace of hearts was lost on the bus rendering the whole deck useless. Then on Tuesday my other deck was confiscated. Damn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;On Saturday there was Cheryl's party. I ended up getting wet. It was nice to meet old friends. I missed them all. We talked, we ate we walked and we played at the pool. Nothing much to talk about. I saw Cheryl Lee there too. We took lots of photos. Can go Laura blog and see or I can post it up another day with pics from OCS. I got contacts that day too. Before that week was my brother's birthday. I got him a huge cake. I like it. I ate to my fill. Went shopping throughout the day. Kind of tiring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Speaking of birthdays, my birthday also coming. As a result I've made a wishlist making it easier for people to get me stuff I want and not having it come out like last years birthday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;1. Pool table&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;2. Air hockey table&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;3. Multi-coloured snake from IKEA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;4. 2 for $16 VCD from heartland mall MJ-Dead Poet's Society &amp;amp; Shall We Dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;5. Love for Nana Cd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;6. Princess Diaries 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;7. Jodi Picoult books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;8. Anime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;9. Converse shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Also during world cup I kept falling asleep. I can't believe Zidane did that headbutt. But what Matarazzi said I can't forgive more. It ain't right to insult a person's family or religion. But I'm happy Italy won but now because of match fixing, they are in a lot of trouble. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Then I shall leave with the lyrics from Full Moon Eternal Snow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Eternal Snow&lt;br /&gt;Changin' My Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Kimi wo suki ni natte Dorekurai tatsu no kaNA?&lt;br /&gt;Kimochi Fukurande yuku bakari de&lt;br /&gt;Kimi wa Kono omoi kidzuiteiru no kana?&lt;br /&gt;Ichido mo kotoba ni wa Shitenai kedo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Yuki no youni Tada shizukani&lt;br /&gt;Furitsumori Tsudzukete yuku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Hold me tight Konna omoi nara&lt;br /&gt;Dareka wo suki ni naru kimochi&lt;br /&gt;Shiritaku Nakatta yo&lt;br /&gt;I love you Namida tomaranai&lt;br /&gt;Konnan ja Kimi no koto&lt;br /&gt;Shirazuni ireba Yokatta yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Kimi wo itsumade omotteiru no kaNA?&lt;br /&gt;Tameiki ga mado GARASU(Glass) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Kumoraseta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Yureru kokoro Tomosu KYANDORU(Candle) de&lt;br /&gt;Ima Tokashite Yukenai kaNA?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Hold me tight Oreru hodo tsuyoku&lt;br /&gt;Kogarashi Fubuki ni deatte mo&lt;br /&gt;Samukunai youni to&lt;br /&gt;I miss you Kimi wo omou tabi&lt;br /&gt;Amikake no Kono MAFURAA(Muffler)&lt;br /&gt;Konya mo hitori Dakishimeru yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Eien ni furu yukiga aru nara&lt;br /&gt;Kimi he to tsudzuku kono omoi Kakuseru no kaNA?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Hold me tight Konna omoi nara&lt;br /&gt;Dareka wo suki ni naru kimochi&lt;br /&gt;Shiritaku Nakatta yo&lt;br /&gt;I love you Mune ni komiageru&lt;br /&gt;Fuyuzora ni sakebitai&lt;br /&gt;Ima sugu kimi ni Aitai yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;English Translation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling in love with you, and which will come to pass?&lt;br /&gt;Will the feeling do nothing but swell, or&lt;br /&gt;Will you notice it&lt;br /&gt;Even though I've never said anything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Like snow, but quietly&lt;br /&gt;It continues to pile up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Hold me tight if I think like this&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to know&lt;br /&gt;What it was like to fall in love with someone&lt;br /&gt;I love you; my tears won't stop&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I should be free of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;How long will I keep thinking of you?&lt;br /&gt;My sigh makes the window glass fog up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Now, a burning candle&lt;br /&gt;Can't melt my shaking heart anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Hold me tight, strong enough to break me&lt;br /&gt;If we meet in a biting cold blizzard&lt;br /&gt;I won't feel cold, and&lt;br /&gt;I miss you everytime I think of you&lt;br /&gt;This scarf that I knit for you&lt;br /&gt;I'm holding it alone tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;If there were an eternally falling snow&lt;br /&gt;This feeling I have for you, could I hide it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Hold me tight if I think like this&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to know&lt;br /&gt;What it was like to fall in love with someone&lt;br /&gt;I love you; my chest fills up&lt;br /&gt;I want to cry out to the winter sky&lt;br /&gt;I want to see you now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;So Ja. I decide not to change my skin. Also I hope people will tag me. I changed my tag board to a cbox. Have to go for tuition and have to go EoM. Oh hate I hate it and and I hate PW even more with every fibre of my being.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life: it goes on-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10343059-114183016962353382?l=storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/feeds/114183016962353382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10343059&amp;postID=114183016962353382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/114183016962353382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/114183016962353382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/2006/07/last-time-i-blogged-was-about-my-last.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791056935688523558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10343059.post-112334012082461654</id><published>2006-06-28T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T15:56:17.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Tomorrow is the last day of exam. Yah but I very jealous of everyone else who finish. Wah!!! Very sad. Never mind tomorrow can go play pool. Finally. So far my test have been crappy. I only find chemistry ok but everytime its ok it becomes horrible. One more paper must ren. Why was physics earlier then can go play pool today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Saturday going to watch superman. I don't think Jewel can go. So sad. I'll be stuck with Laura. Damn. But oh well its been a while since it was just the 2 of us. I'm just ranting. Go shopping. Why can't I find shoes that fit me. Its so frustrating. I must go Australia and buy shoes at the end of the year. Haven't been to Sydney for many years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I should be sleeping now since I've been sleeping much the past few days and everytime I say I will go and sleep I end up doing something else. Like now I'm blogging. At the end I end &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;up sleeping later and watch the second half of 11pm match. But you get to see the goals and people desperately running around trying to score a goal so that they will win. I feel bad for Australia and Ghana. The Australia VS. Italy game the referee must be blind. It was so not worth the penalty. The outcome of the Brazil VS Ghana was expected. So Ghana had to be kicked out so early. Hope they come back in the next world cup. There was also the Portugal VS Holland game with 4 red cards and 16 yellow cards I think. FIFA chairman must give him red card too. HAHA. I very proud of our Singapore referee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I don't know why but a lot people seem to like the show High School Musical. Is it really that nice. Too bad I don't have disney channel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;4H gathering still don't know where it is being held. I pray its not going to be cancelled. Oh Cheryl's party on 8th July the this Saturday celebrating my brother's birthday. My birthday in about I little more than one month. I want to get contacts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I better go sleep or study. But I leave with lyrics from a anime called NANA. I love the ending song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;A Little Pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;by: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.corichan.com/lyrics/olivia.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;OLIVIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; inspi' REIRA (TRAPNEST)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;作詞: OLIVIA・Masumi Kawamura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;作曲: Hiroo Yamaguchi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Travel to the moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;kimi wa nemuri yume wo toku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;dare mo inai hoshi no hikari ayatsurinagara。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;・☆。・☆・。。・☆。・☆・。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Travel to the moon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;You're sleeping, solving a dream &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;while the light of the deserted star pulls the [puppet strings] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;tsuyoku naru tame wasureta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;egaokitto futari nara torimodosu。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;・☆。・☆・。。・☆。・☆・。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I forgot to smile in order to be strong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I'm sure that if we're together, I can get it back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;* kidzuiteI'm here waiting for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;ima to wa chigau mirai ga attemo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I'm here waiting for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;sakebitsudzukete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;kitto kokoro wa tsunagu ito wo tagutteru &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;ano koro no watashi me wo samasu you ni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;no need to cry。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;・☆。・☆・。。・☆。・☆・。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Realize that I'm here waiting for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Even if the future is different from now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I'm here waiting for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;continuing to shout &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Surely my heart is reeling in the string that connects us &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;No need to cry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;in order to wake me up that time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Travel in silence &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;te wo nobaseba fureru noni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;kimi wa tooi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;sore wa omoide no naka no koto。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;・☆。・☆・。。・☆。・☆・。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Travel in silence &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;When I stretch my hand out, I feel you, but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;You're far away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;It's within my memories &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;koe ga kikoeru me wo tojireba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;chiisana itami sae itoshikute。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;・☆。・☆・。。・☆。・☆・。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;When I close my eyes, I can hear your voice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Even the small ache is dear to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;mitsumete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I'm here waiting for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;kaze ni fukare hitori mayottemo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I'm here waiting for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;sora wo miagete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;zutto kokoro wa te wo hirogete mamotteru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;ano koro no kimi ga furikaeru made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;no need to cry。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;・☆。・☆・。。・☆。・☆・。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Look at me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I'm here waiting for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Even if I'm lost all alone with the wind blowing on me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I'm here waiting for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;My heart is protecting you all the time, my hands spread out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;no need to cry until you former self turns back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;(Feel something　Feel nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Listen closely　Listen closely)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Wide open ears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Disarm the dream tickler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;In the constant moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;(You will find me　Where it's quiet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Listen closely　Listen closely)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Let the blood flow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Through all the spaces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Of the universe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;* repeat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Also I really need to change my blogskin. I'll probably change it before the week ends. I think I'll change tag board to cbox. So bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-Be kind to unkind people, they probably need it the most-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10343059-112334012082461654?l=storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/feeds/112334012082461654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10343059&amp;postID=112334012082461654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/112334012082461654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/112334012082461654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/2006/06/tomorrow-is-last-day-of-exam.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791056935688523558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10343059.post-115096869193279616</id><published>2006-06-22T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T17:33:14.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1024/collage3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/collage3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Last one :) I have one thing to say. After my long absence I'm back in business!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Love is life. And if you miss love, you miss life- &lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10343059-115096869193279616?l=storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/feeds/115096869193279616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10343059&amp;postID=115096869193279616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/115096869193279616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/115096869193279616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/2006/06/last-one-i-have-one-thing-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791056935688523558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10343059.post-115096855125795734</id><published>2006-06-22T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T17:31:57.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1024/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Another one :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Our greatest glory is never in falling, but in rising everytime we fall-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10343059-115096855125795734?l=storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/feeds/115096855125795734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10343059&amp;postID=115096855125795734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/115096855125795734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/115096855125795734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/2006/06/another-one-our-greatest-glory-is.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791056935688523558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10343059.post-115096800362043747</id><published>2006-06-22T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T17:26:17.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1024/collage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/collage2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;These are the ones which are smaller and I tried to put up but to no avail. But I can't seem to put them up all at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-If u love something...let it go. If it comes back to you its yours.... If it doesn't then it never was.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10343059-115096800362043747?l=storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/feeds/115096800362043747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10343059&amp;postID=115096800362043747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/115096800362043747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/115096800362043747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/2006/06/these-are-ones-which-are-smaller-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791056935688523558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10343059.post-115096734378238177</id><published>2006-06-22T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T00:50:07.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1024/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="width=" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/collage1.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Here is the pic from my sjc days. How I miss them. I'm gonna post more of these for fun. I'm bored seriously. I need to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Fashion is a form of ugliness so intolerable that we have to alter it every six months-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10343059-115096734378238177?l=storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/feeds/115096734378238177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10343059&amp;postID=115096734378238177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/115096734378238177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/115096734378238177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/2006/06/here-is-pic-from-my-sjc-days.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791056935688523558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10343059.post-112386913846316314</id><published>2006-06-22T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T16:59:40.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/Picture0092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/Picture0092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/190406%20011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/190406%20011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/110506%20035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/110506%20035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/110506%20028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/110506%20028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/110506%20018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/110506%20018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/110506%20031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/110506%20031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT5337.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT5337.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/lt1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/lt1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/lt12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/lt12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/110506%20166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/110506%20166.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT5332.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT5332.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT5333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT5333.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT5334.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT5334.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT5335.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT5335.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT5336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT5336.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/Picture0037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/Picture0037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/Picture0038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/Picture0038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/Picture0039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/Picture0039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/Picture0040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/Picture0040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/Picture041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/Picture041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/Picture0042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/Picture0042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/Picture0043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/Picture0043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/Picture0044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/Picture0044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/Picture0045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/Picture0045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/Picture0089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/Picture0089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/Picture0093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/Picture0093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/Picture0060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/Picture0060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/Picture0097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/Picture0097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/Picture0064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/Picture0064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/SA550201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/SA550201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/SA550200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/SA550200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT5328.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT5328.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT5331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT5331.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT5330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT5330.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Not all these pictures belong to me. Hope you enjoyed looking and i'm too lazy to say who is who. I'm trying to find a nice song but can't seem to find one. Some people find it annoying I guess it can be. Oh well. I really need to change my skin. I think I may put dancing queen as my song but it so does not fit my blog skin. Haha. Anyway I better go. I have Chem practical tomorrow and I'm suppose to be studying. But still what can you study for Chem practical ??? Anyway manga artist Arina TAnemura rocks. I love her work. Too bad I can't draw but I know people who can. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Ja ne.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;-When a person can only focus on one thing, it is proof that their dreams are strong- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10343059-112386913846316314?l=storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/feeds/112386913846316314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10343059&amp;postID=112386913846316314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/112386913846316314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/112386913846316314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/2006/06/not-all-these-pictures-belong-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791056935688523558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10343059.post-112309029331579474</id><published>2006-06-20T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T22:18:28.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Basically I haven't used written in my blog for like super super long. Sometimes I wonder why. Maybe because I'm too lazy or I don't want to let go of the past. I want it to feel like yesterday I was in yjc or in sjc. I miss the people there. Basically I'm now in 1T35 of CJC. I had a big picture commemorating my stay in YJC now I have one of all my friends from SJC. I'll put up CJC pics later. I feel this picture is more important. This is possible due to picasa's help :) I can't seem to post up the collage picture maybe another day. I want to change my skin and music. The song I want isn't there. Skin I have to find after my exam which is next week. This is a so irritating I cannot find the song I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss 4H so here is a pic of them. I wish we could put our video for graduation. Oh wait I think I can. I will use you tube. But I have to do that another day. Or maybe not. I did already. Though its kind of dark. I'm having 4H gathering on 15 July just not sure where. I'm looking forward to it. Boring details about CJC is below if anyone wants to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/4h!!!.6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/4h%21%21%21.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gL0fiOwm7bI" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week Wednesday went out with my old clique. We were suppose to celebrate Lene's birthday. I wanted to play pool but everyone went with me for a while. I don't know why people don't like pool. Its fun. I got addicted to it after we played for 7 hours at downtown east with my yjc class. I've been trying to go to the club to play but my parents ain't free. Anyway I went out my clique it was so fun. The 6 of us reunited. I bought a bag and top. I spent a lot of money that day. I went round looking for shoes but cannot find my size so sad. I really wish my feet were smaller. Why why! Anyway I love the top. I have a pic here.But I enjoyed myself that day. I hope my mother will allow us to get a table to put in the house I pray. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/Copy%20of%20PICT5353.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/Copy%20of%20PICT5353.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/Picture0090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/Picture0090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/Picture0099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/Picture0099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I lot has happened in these few months. Sad and happy. Siok Hoon's father passed away. I don't know whether I should be saying this. If anyone reads this don't talk to her about it nor tell anyone. I would appreciate that. I cut my hair. No more plaits as you can see from the photos. Some say cutting your hair is like a new beginning. I guess it kind of is. At the end of the year I plan to get contacts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'm so happy came by. She gave me Full Moon wo Sagashite to watch. I love the show and now i'm addicted to the songs. I'm now going to get Kamikaze Kaitou Jeanne. I think I will like the show. Also now I'm learning Japanese. I hope that after this I can learn the violin. I love music. I hope to get closer to it. Also have a wedding this Saturday to sing at. I haven't sung at one for a long time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Basically let me think back of my time in CJC and how it started. I felt lost. My facilitators were nice but they kind of kept to themselves until the other facils. I had fun only on the last day. By then we were already in our class and thank god if I were in my IG anymore I would have died. It was so boring. We went to the Police Academy across the street. Lucky me both Alicia and Amanda were in my class. I even managed to get a swim. Haha. Felt nice in the heat. Our class won like top prize then at night when we were having finale with all the cheers and plays and what not. Mamba which was our house won first. That was a great day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that to tell you the truth. It was not so great anymore. I was beginning to miss yjc. The teacher were ok but the teachers in YJC were better. I was actually deciding to transfer but I decided not too. Life got even more downhill from there. Our class was united at first then everything seemed to split and we weren't together. I made some good friends. At first I was with Alicia, Amanda, Marian, Emily and Hannah. But now I'm only with Alicia. I hate Hannah now. Then Marian, Emily and Amanda split away from us because of Hannah. Today she actually still smsed me. I'm still pissed but what can I do. Even if I were to forgive her, I could never be her good friend again. I would be probably like hi and bye. That's it. No one in the class likes her. I know I shouldn't be ragging on her but would she did was insensitive and self-centered. I was trying to compile some stuff for project only only her part was left. I kept calling and smsing her then finally she came on msn said sorry and said she was sleeping. Then she send to me. We had to cut down words so I cut out some parts from hers and she was like why you cut out my part and I said because one part and someone else's part is the same but more relevant in the other person's section so I delete and she was like thanks for waking me up, making me feel guilty and useless. I'm like what. Guess what the next day I had 3 tests of which I all failed and then she didn't even come to school. Her and my character clash so we cannot be friends just at most acquaintances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My class is filled with all kinds of people. 2 of them just left. They are the China scholars. They were very nice and helpful. I have to say I miss them. There are 23 people. 8 guys and 15 girls. The guys consist of Daniel, Brandon, Cheng Yuan, Maw Cherng, Erwin, Esmond, Daryl and Xiang Jun. For the girls, there is me, Alicia Lim, Amanda, Marian, Emily, Hannnah, Huiren, Victoria, Alicia Peter, Tiffany, Natasha, Michelle, Samantha, Xiaoting and Terri. I'm too lazy to describe them. In my PW I have the misfortune of being the leader with Hui Ren, Alicia Peter, Brandon&lt;br /&gt;and Xiang Jun as my members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else is there to talk about but to put up pictures. The first picture is of the day we had our sports carnival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/110506%20165.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/110506%20165.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/Picture%20104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/Picture%20104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-A kiss is just a kiss until you find the one you love. A hug is just a hug until its from the one your thinking of. A dream is just a dream until you make it come true. LOVE is just a word until its proven to you. -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10343059-112309029331579474?l=storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/feeds/112309029331579474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10343059&amp;postID=112309029331579474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/112309029331579474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/112309029331579474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/2006/06/basically-i-havent-used-written-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791056935688523558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10343059.post-114147962992400079</id><published>2006-03-05T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T22:42:39.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/collage1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;This is for fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Most of the important things in the world have been accomplished by people who have kept on trying when there seemed to be no hope at all- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10343059-114147962992400079?l=storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/feeds/114147962992400079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10343059&amp;postID=114147962992400079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/114147962992400079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/114147962992400079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/2006/03/this-is-for-fun-most-of-important.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791056935688523558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10343059.post-114147966139853778</id><published>2006-03-05T09:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T09:29:41.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/untitled16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/untitled16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/untitled17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/untitled17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/untitled15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/untitled15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/untitled14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/untitled14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/untitled13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/untitled13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/untitled12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/untitled12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/untitled11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/untitled11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/untitled10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/untitled10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/untitled9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/untitled4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/untitled3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/untitled3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/untitled2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/untitled2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/untitled1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/untitled1.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/untitled.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/untitled.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;This is all the pictures from the day we went to watch final destination 3. Very fun. Anyway now have loads of extra stuff to mention. Thanks to all those who thanked me for the cookies. Too bad the boxes were wasted away. I should have just used white paper. I added more pictures which includes lao shi's and man ping's ones. Enjoy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-Courage, it would seem, is nothing less than the power to overcome danger, misfortune, fear, injustice, while continuing to affirm inwardly that life with all its sorrows is good; that everything is meaningful even if in a sense beyond our understanding; and that there is always tomorrow- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10343059-114147966139853778?l=storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/feeds/114147966139853778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10343059&amp;postID=114147966139853778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/114147966139853778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/114147966139853778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/2006/03/this-is-all-pictures-from-day-we-went.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791056935688523558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10343059.post-112309018529839536</id><published>2006-03-04T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T15:46:19.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I got into cjc. Yah. But then I super sad I cannot stay in yjc. I going to miss everyone. No one going cjc with me. Wahhhhh!!! I wish this 3 months was really 3 months not 2. I hate change. Well I guess that is human nature. All I can hope for is that everyone appeal and can go in to cjc. But I confirm going there. Have to give cjc a try I guess. Anyway what I miss I guess is the people from yjc not the school building or the location. I can always go back and visit. Funny thing is everyone says they not going back to yjc but everyone posted back there actually its mostly the guys. I don't think any girls were posted back there. That is why I feel like going back there. The problem is I have to face reality. In the long run can I take such a far journey. Will being in yjc help my spiritual development? These few months I have been so out of touch with God. I realized this because I was talking with Abel yesterday. I was telling him about my dilemma. He told me to pray. When I saw that word, it felt so right, distant but right. I knew what was wrong with me. I never thought about God nor did I think about him. All I have is that little flicker of hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Yesterday I went to watch movie with P15 or at least some of them. Met them at Dhoby Ghaut at about 11 but was late. However others were even later than me. Saw Sam and Yilin at the station waiting for Janson. Waited with them. At that time they were measuring the length of my leg with theirs. The top of my leg at their waist there. Then we saw Guang Zu but he zoom past us and never even saw us. We deduced he needed the toilet badly. Then Janson and G came. Then the 2 girls asked me to measure myself against Janson. About the same. He still taller because his hair higher. There is no way in hell I can be short. My whole family is tall and i'm the shortest among them. But being tall is not as great as it seems. If I am short I have to believe I was adopted. Suppose to wait for Man Ping but told her to go to Macs to wait. We were walking to Macs and saw Man Ping walking by. She didn't see us but actually Sam and Yilin didn't see her either. We were standing by the side hoping she did not see us and telling the other 2 girls she walked past. Are we invisible? Everyone met at Macs. Some went to buy tickets while the rest of us went to play pool first. Suppose to go find Jia Qi at the cafe she working at since it is so near but have to disappoint her. Next time I go play pool will visit her. Very fun to play pool. Anyway we were almost late for movie since we left late. William, Rohan and Amanda were waiting for us there. Bought the food and someone told me they hooked up. Quite obvious since the chalet since they went missing during the midnight stroll. Anyway watched final destination 3. The show is not so scary its just gory the way the die. Finished the show the guys wanted to play in the arcade. Actually got nothing to do so went off. Went to Times first though. Decided that after I have finished reading all the books at home, i'm going to buy the books by Jodi Pocoulet. I think that is how her name is spelt. Anyway wait for price to drop. Save money. When I was on the train I felt so sad. I knew that that was the last time I would see them. Sniff sniff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I so far have posted up my pictures and Amanda's pictures. I should be done with Man Ping's one soon. Only left Janson's, Sam and Luo lao shi's pictures. Enjoy. I've also changed my blog song to 'When You Tell Me That You Love Me' by Westlife and Diana Ross. Love it. Here's the lyrics. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"When You Tell Me That You Love Me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;(feat. Diana Ross)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I wanna call the stars &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Down from the sky &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I wanna live a day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;That never dies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I wanna change the world &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Only for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;All the impossible &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I wanna do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I wanna hold you close &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Under the rain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I wanna kiss your smile &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And feel the pain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I know what's beautiful &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Looking at you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;In a world of lies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;You are the truth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Everytime you touch me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I become a hero &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I'll make you safe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;No matter where you are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And bring you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Everything you ask for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Nothing is above me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I'm shining like a candle in the dark &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;When you tell me that you love me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I wanna make you see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Just what I was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Show you the loneliness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And what it does &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;You walked into my life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;To stop my tears &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Everything's easy now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I have you here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Everytime you touch me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I become a hero &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I'll make you safe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;No matter where you are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And bring you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Everything you ask for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Nothing is above me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I'm shining like a candle in the dark &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;When you tell me that you love me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;In a world without you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I would always hunger &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;All I need is your love to make me stronger &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Everytime you touch me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I become a hero &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I'll make you safe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;No matter where you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And bring you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Everything you ask for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Nothing is above me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I'm shining like a candle in the dark &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;When you tell me that you love me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;You love me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;When you tell me that you love me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Have to wonder whether T1 having any bbq or chalet. 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT5270.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT5268.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT5268.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT5267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT5267.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT5266.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT5266.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT5265.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT5265.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT5264.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT5264.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT5263.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT5263.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT5262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT5262.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT5261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT5261.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT5260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT5260.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT5259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT5259.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT5258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT5258.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT5257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT5257.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT5256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT5256.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT5255.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT5255.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT5254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT5254.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT5253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT5253.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT5252.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT5252.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT5251.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT5251.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT5251.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT5250.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT5250.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT5249.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT5249.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoyed and Kavita I changed your name. Sorry. Also go to &lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari?view=grace%20teo"&gt;http://kevan.org/johari?view=grace%20teo&lt;/a&gt; and write what you think about me. Thanks :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The best antiques are old friends-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10343059-112334013872617294?l=storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/feeds/112334013872617294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10343059&amp;postID=112334013872617294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/112334013872617294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/112334013872617294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/2006/03/hope-you-enjoyed-and-kavita-i-changed.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791056935688523558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10343059.post-112309025982903366</id><published>2006-02-26T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T20:17:43.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Let's see I haven't written for very long. Therefore, today's entry will be a super long one. Yah! This is totally dedicated to P15. I find this entry's quote just right. Anyway I left it hanging with my P15 class. So from left to right: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;1st row: Samantha, Kavita, Yilin, Man Ping, Mun Ling, Amanda, Miss Luo, Winnie, Hannah, Me 2nd row:William, Janson, Zi Shen(G), Benjamin, Terence, Rohan, Darrell, Steven, Maggesh 3rd row: Abel, Wei Siew, Guang Zu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;At first I was saying I miss my T1 class but I think I will miss P15 more because we have spent more time together. There is only one more week before I will leave. I praying that if cjc does not accept me which they better, srjc will not accept me and I go back to yjc. Actually it doesn't really matter because everyone is going to different schools. I will miss the teachers there too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Samantha and Yilin are very nice people. Tend to laugh which can be contagious. Very friendly too. Amanda very friendly too. Very cheerful girl. Also the only other catholic in my class. Hannah very cute. She also very funny. She is totally crazy about Jerry from F4. I love them to bits and I don't mean it that way but in a friend friend way. There is also Kavita. She is the uno provider and very loud. Winnie the quite quiet girl. Fun to talk to. Mun Ling. She very cute also. She laugh very funny. Man Ping is a bit like me that's why we can click. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Abel withdrew very fast but I sometimes talk to him on msn. Steven is from Indonesia and I think he just went back and withdrew. Darrell after the O level results came out he never came to school. He is one to predict when he would be sick. There is Maggesh who is kind of a loner but thanks to 2 girls from St. nicks especially a girl called Sam he opens up more. There is Zi Shen and Janson who were retained. Kind of sad but if they had not been we would have never met them. Janson is gang leader then Zi Shen is gang leader father. Both are very friendly people who try to make people laugh in their own ways. William is damn smart and runs super fast then he is like the quiet pro for pool and who knows what else. Next there is Rohan and Ben. The 2 of them are joined in a way. Ben is the bloody pervert and can be irritating but Rohan keeps him under control by scolding him. There is Terence and Wei Siew. Terence like knows lots of stuff. Not book smart but street smart stuff. Wei Siew is a honest guy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Our class had a chalet from Friday to Sunday. Very fun. First day had only me, Sam, Yilin, Amanda, Guang Zu, Rohan, Ben, William, Terence, Zi Shen and Wei Siew. I bought along taboo and the magic 8 ball. Janson asked the question "Am I retarded?" and kept making everyone ask the same question. During our break we went to library basement to play taboo. We were very loud. Some of us were screaming away. After school ended, I had to wait for 6 of them to finish detention. We took a bus 39 there and had to get instructions from G but in the end when we see him and Terence at the bus stop then we stop. Had dinner at the food court at white sands. I ordered fried oyster and it tasted horrible. The starch was not totally cooked and the egg was too fried. We wanted to rent Shutter but couldn't since William did not bring the remote so could not change subtitles. But poor thing had to carry his house dvd player around the whole day. We reached the room and were shocked at the its puny size. We played more taboo and were shouting. Lucky no one called us about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;We went to Pasir Ris Park to play basketball. At first it was damn dark but the more we walked which was very long, the brighter it got so less scary. Then when we finally reached, the guys played basketball while we girls played in the playground. There was this big disk thing tilted at 45 degrees and you sit on it. The four of us tried to turn ourselves so we had to keep leaning to the one side so that we could make one full revolution. William was laughing at us all the way. Once we got it turning it was so fun. When we wanted to go the other direction, we were leaning somemore and he was again laughing away. We played the swings as well. It was bloody painful. There was some irritating springs so the swing went up and down. I found some other swings that were more stable but it couldn't go very high because it was made for small kids. I love the swings. Then later we were walking back and William, Zi Shen, Sam and I tried the maze. There were loads of freaking spiders. It was disgusting. We would have walked into a humongous spider web if I had not shone my light on the path ahead. Was still full of it when we came out. The 2 guys tried to scare us. Terence kept talking about what you should not do during like the 7th month during the trip there and back. When we reached back, we ate at Burger King. There Guang Zu and Wei Siew arrived.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/Picture0017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/Picture0017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Finished eating and we went back to the puny room. There was so many people so me, Amanda, Yilin, Sam, Rohan, Ben and Guang Zu went to play taboo again. Later went to take a bath and when I came out they were watching exorcist. Yilin and Sam were screaming. I didn't scream put I half looked at the gory parts. There was a part that was funny. The part where the 2 girls saw the girl there turn her head 180 degrees and then later screamed turned around and saw Ben who was sitting behind them pop his head up and they screamed again and louder. Very funny. We went to find Rohan and Amanda who were out for a midnight stroll and went to McDonald. Brought along uno to play. Finished one game and brought Amanda back to the room to bath. I fell asleep and later when I woke up, Rohan was there. Amanda said he had to wait for her to finish bathing because I was asleep and couldn't hear anything and opened the door for him. Went back to Macs again and had breakfast. Went to watch the sunrise at the park. Had to wait quite a while. Couldn't really see the sunrise but saw the sky change colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/Picture0018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/Picture0018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/Picture0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/Picture0019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/Picture0020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/Picture0020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/Picture0021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/Picture0021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/Picture0022.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/Picture0022.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/Picture0023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/Picture0023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/Picture0024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/Picture0024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/Picture0025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/Picture0025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/Picture0026.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/Picture0026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/Picture0026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Then we 4 girls went back first. Tried to sleep. Then the guys came back. Some of us slept from about 8 to around 10. The guys wanted to cycle but the 4 girls, Guang Zu and G didn't wanted to go escape. We saw that so many rides were under maintenace so we didn't go but we went to play pool. I went with G to white sands because he wanted to change money. At the same time went to buy marshmallows. We joined the rest in playing pool. Very fun. G taught me how to play properly. We lost to Rohan and Ben. Ben when he play is kind of scary. Sometimes he uses to much strength so the ball misses and doesn't go in. We played for around 6 to 7 hours. During that period of time Janson came. Later at 6 we stopped playing and went for bbq. Is barbecuing that hard? We had to pick up Miss Luo and Hannah at different times. Before I forget Ben has a new haircut and he looks like Fido Dido from 7 up. After cooking, talking left only me, Hannah and Wei Siew. We had to clean up and went to find them. At that time Zi Shen came and we went home because he miss his baby brother I think. We left to find the rest at the arcade since the pool tables were full. Had to wait for about half an hour before one was free. Persistancy is the key. While waiting the guys played the footsie table. First game lost because I hit the eight ball into the wrong hole. Hannah and Amanda left. Went back to the room bathed and watched Shutter. In the toilet they accidentally switched off the lights I hope but I shouted at them to turn it back on and called them freaking assholes to turn on the damn lights. Kind of scary but some parts kind of gory. I would never watch any scary shows alone. After that people wanted to watch Mr and Mrs Smith. Went to sleep. It was about 2 or 3 plus can't remember. Slept all the way to about 6.45am. Hang around and washed up and later 7.15am had to leave because got mass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am back after sleeping from 1 to about 6 plus. I was shocked when I saw the time. Haven't done maths yet. Tonight looks like I not sleeping. Better start but going Ah Seah for dinner. I am so going to miss P15. I don't want these 3 months to end yet. I may start crying soon. So Ja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Most people walk in and out of your life, but only friends leave footprints in your heart- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10343059-112309025982903366?l=storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/feeds/112309025982903366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10343059&amp;postID=112309025982903366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/112309025982903366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/112309025982903366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/2006/02/lets-see-i-havent-written-for-very.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791056935688523558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10343059.post-112309015512746826</id><published>2006-02-01T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T23:41:43.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/p15!.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/p15%21.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;This is my permanent class P15! I miss T1 but they are all right. There is my teacher Miss Luo. She is a nice teacher. She teaches me Chinese. Then let me introduce the rest another day. I have to sleep. Tomorrow still have school. Have bloody P.E tomorrow. Friday there is the jogathon. Then next week coming out O' Level results. So scared. Now have to read some narnia before I go and sleep. Oh yah. So sick today my phone screen crack. I pray Panasonic will change for me. I am still in debt so I cannot get another phone. Somemore I have only used it for only 3 weeks. So unlucky. My bag broke too. Hopefully all these not so good things will become better luck for the results that are coming out next week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ja. Oyasumi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-Some people make the world special by just being in it-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10343059-112309015512746826?l=storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/feeds/112309015512746826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10343059&amp;postID=112309015512746826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/112309015512746826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/112309015512746826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/2006/02/this-is-my-permanent-class-p15-i-miss.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791056935688523558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10343059.post-112309012785630609</id><published>2006-01-26T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T09:57:08.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Hello my lovely blog. I seriously have not written in her for a very long time. I will do my best tonight. I will probably start from Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok on 23 December I think I went to Laura's house to exchange presents. Let's see we were suppose to watch movie but it totally failed because we were distracted by mahjong. After that when only Laura, Fiona and me were left, we ended up playing Payday for like a damn long time. It was fun and addictive. Let's see what else did we do. Me and Fiona took a peek at our gifts. So that's it. Then on 24 we had the usual Christmas dinner with the family. All my aunties, uncles, big older working cousins and my godmother. The usual food as well. I didn't really do much, I spent most of the day watching naruto. Only when everyone came then I started to work. Bring this bring that. Anyway, all my 3 aunties gave money and my Tua Pek as well. Then let's see. I see I stayed up to until past 12 midnight so I could open presents. This resulted in me waking up late causing me to miss the 7am mass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laura-My boyfriend is blood type B VCD&lt;br /&gt;Jewel and Lene-Pig soft toy&lt;br /&gt;Carol-Cd case holder&lt;br /&gt;Sk-A frog toy&lt;br /&gt;Fiona-A white belt which I love&lt;br /&gt;Teri-Pride and Prejudice book which I have not read finish yet&lt;br /&gt;Godma-A cross necklace. I don't know she just has a gift for knowing what I like and making me happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas just makes me happy and it reminds me of what is truly important. Family, friends and loving and caring about each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to the next topic which is the rest of my holidays. I spent it trying the stupid bus routes to yjc. It like wasted loads of my time. Then once when I went to the north point comics connection, the idiot lady there gave me the wrong comic and I only realised when I was on the bus on the way back. I ended up going to the comics connection in Ang Mo Kio to get the comic I really wanted. Irritating. Can't remember what I else I did. When I think I will write. I guess I missed the 7am mass for new year again and I basically kept complaining about going to yjc. The countdown of the new year was spent most "enthusiastically" in front of the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next thing is obviously going to yjc. Me and Carol were in the same orientation group. Lucky. Then we had to introduce ourselves. We had 4 OGL's. Jia Qi, Rui Ping a.k.a Chicken Little, Rodney and Yoo Na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SJC-Carol, Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STC-Stacy(withdrawn), Lishan(transferred), Alicia and Kiri of whom me and carol are great friends with the ones I love talking crap with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;St. Nick's- Jessica, Sophia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chung Cheng?-Andre, Jonathan(he is a new year baby)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;St. Hilda's-Joey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YJC-Ying Xia, Hafeezah, Ee Chuan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catholic High-Eddie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's it. I love my T class. T1 rocks. Basically the first day was horrible apart due to the fact I was sick then there were loads of talks of which were freaking boring. We learned the mass dance. Second day was just as boring as I was told by Carol. I was still filling sick due to my stomach so I skipped school. There was more talks. Boring. Then on the 3th day it was much better. We had like games and we still practiced the mass dance. Let me think. It was fun as we bonded more in our group. Jia Qi was like doing all this puzzle games. It was fun. On the last day it was actually totally horrible. I lost my phone in the toilet and my present nike shoes became snapping crocodile by the end of the day. We played like games practiced mass dance. There was this soccer game of which Jonathan and Eddie were like defenders and since they were so big size they were damn hard to get past. When we were tied, Jonathan hit a ball from one end all the way to the other side and scored a goal and through Rodney who was the soccer captain. Around 5 plus we had the mass dance which was definitely fun. They didn't stop which was like damn irritating. We were freaking tired. After that we had the finale where we danced like crazy. I even tried putting my hair into a bun by using the glow sticks like chopsticks. It failed terribly. I was totally crazy. I even went hoarse. When everyone I told of how I lost my phone, they laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday I got my new phone, Panasonic VS7. I was debating whether to get that or Samsung D500C which was on sale for $188 the day before. Then I also got my new shoes on Sunday which was a pair of addidas shoes. I still need to buy another pair of good running shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday we started on our new class which was P15. I still prefer my T1 class though. Introduced each other and went for lessons. Totally unappealing because no one new each other. Sick. I like left on 11 Jan to go to Thailand. A bit of things happened. We had to set up stalls for CBD and there was the class outings to East Coast Park. I will talk about the Thailand trip later. The next Monday I came back and felt totally cut off from the people. I made friends. The class outings was fun. I sat and watched the guys play touch rugby. Then most of the girls, Janson and Zi shen played murderer. After a while everyone played. It was fun. The teacher Miss Luo Xiaojing and a sick bastard called Ben Quek who called the teacher old even though she was like 25 went to buy cake for janson because it was his birthday. He also went to look for a lighter by asking people whether you smoke. After that we played uno and I won. The guy who claimed himself as uno king lost man. Embarrasing. We played the code breaker game where you like guess the number and you have to do something and in our case it was eating wasabi with twisties. We went to suntec for dinner, I bought my coronets and went home. So far subjects are pissing me off and its tiring. I also got back my old cca. I tried for tennis but I had no experience so they didn't want me. There is this teacher whose name is Jacky Wong but my Kiri heard his name as Cheeky Wong. We were laughing like crazy. If the teacher reads this I am totally sorry but I have to write it down and you go way too fast in Chemistry lectures. Anyway economics is interesting but I already had to do like 2 projects of which I thankfully have finished. Anyway today had first Chemistry practical. I was totally blur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the Thailand trip. On Wednesday night was the trip so when we reached it was late so we slept. Next day went to Siam square and Pratunam. So sad I couldn't find my harry potter poster. Then we went to Patpong at night. Bought some stuff. Next day went to MBK. Searched for my brother's electric stuff. Went chinatown for dinner. Next day went to find Churches in Thailand then ate at Chinatown and went to MBK again. I tried to find slippers for me but to no avail. Then went to Lumpini Park in the night. I found slippers. So happy. I even found the mood clock. Love the place. Its a must go. The next day went for mass, then went to Big C to look at stuff. Went back to hotel to get ready to go home. Reached back at around 8 plus. Then at Thailand there was this place called Black Canyon Coffee. I just love it. It tastes great and its damn stinking cheap. In the end I bought like 3 posters-narnia, chicken little and a disney one. Then bought 2 skirts, a shirt, 3 bags, 5 pairs of footwear, a cup, a mood clock, 4 belts, 3 shorts, food and the chronicles of narnia of which I bought at the S'pore airport before leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's all. I have been writing for almost 2 hours. When I get my class photos I will put them up. I have to go. Ja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Good friends are hard to find, harder to leave, and impossible to forget- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10343059-112309012785630609?l=storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/feeds/112309012785630609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10343059&amp;postID=112309012785630609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/112309012785630609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/112309012785630609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/2006/01/hello-my-lovely-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791056935688523558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10343059.post-112309011136744722</id><published>2005-12-23T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T00:43:37.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Christmas is approaching and I know not because of the date but by the fact that I am getting poorer each day. Christmas is always like that. Behind the happiness, joy and food there is the problem of having a big hole in your wallet and you can't buy anything for yourself. Christmas is coming in like 3 days. I also left only about a week of freedom before I have to go back to school. I stopped at last week's class barbeque.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday I went out with my mom to buy her staff presents because she going off the next day. Actually in the morning, we went to see the buses and routes to YJC of which I am unfortunately to my dismay have been posted. Damn those people who did this to me. Anyway after that we went to Chinatown because she had to buy stuff who was in Australia and my mom was going to meet him there so help buy the stuff we need. I waited in the car for so long that I want to die. But after she finally came back she told me that there was this 3 for $10 shop so we went back to see. It sold like loads of jewellery. My mom bought loads of stuff for her staff Christmas presents. We spent like 1 and a half hours in that shop. I bought like 3 rings one of which I love wearing and 1 white belt which I am also in love with then a very long necklace and Jia Qi's present. After that we ate lunch then went to make my spectacles. I couldn't think which one to choose. I chose a pair which was white and the sides are red. Then went back to Serangoon NTUC to buy different chocolates and sweets to pack and give as presents to her male staff. Then went home and went out to eat dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday basically was normal. Woke up, went for mass, ate breakfast, watch TV and use computer. Difference was my mom leaving to go Australia for which she will only be back this Saturday on Christmas eve. Then we had the children home thing. I actually forgot about it. Probably because it was such a horrible experience that I didn't want to remember it. Anyway started out with going to Laura's house at like 2.30 plus then we practice and I showed them what I bought at the 3 for $10 shop. Then we practiced the songs we were going to sing. After that we left and had to wait for them because they were not back from their excursion. After that when they came we played games. They weren't very enthusiastic. It was a bit sickening. We try to be nice but they act like spoilt brats but overall they were ok except one girl and her crony. She was like the boss calling the shots. She kept throwing her temper. I wish I could slap her. She even made one girl cry. Its like who should do that. Even Madeline tried to pamper her from stopping to throw her temper. Oh it was horrible I waned to ring her neck. At first I kept telling myself its because they don't have someone to love them. Oh and they aren't orphans, their parents have to leave them there when fighting for custody or when divorced. That girl had some nerve she even indirectly insulted God I think. When she was saying prayers before eating she was in this whatever I don't care I am angry temper mode. She was like rolling her eyes. That is so irritating. We played games then we sang songs and later went home. On the way home, I was walking, me, Lene and Jewel were like singing Christmas songs. Then we passed by the Senior citizens and we were saying that we would be much appreciated there. But we told ourselves we won't do this again. I wonder if I ever want children again. Anyway bought dinner, bathed and went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday didn't do much except sit in front of the computer and wrap. I finished about half the presents. It was so frustrating. Almost went crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday went to collect my spectacles. Took about one hour to get from Ang Mo Kio to Bedok. It was so sick and each long bus ride there was someone who nearly fell asleep on me. That was horrible. Anyway, went to Uncle James shop. He is the spectacle shop owner. Glasses hadn't come so had to wait. It came. Then I tried on contacts. It hurts at first but became better later. Then went to get prescription for contacts. Anyway he called today saying that the trial pair will come in 2 weeks. After that went to my auntie's house ate dinner and had her sign some stuff my dad needed. Then went home so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday went out with Laura to Plaza Singapura. Went to watch pride and prejudice. Both like loads of food to eat. I actually bought the mee sua noodle. Wanted to eat inside but the guy next to me said the smell very strong so couldn't. I found the show quite nice but Laura said it sucked. I guess because she doesn't like romantic stories. After that walked around for a while then went to Chinatown to see that 3 for $10 shop. Laura like wanted to buy the whole shop. I helped Jewel buy some stuff. Then I got myself a belt. Laura like bought $20 worth of stuff. After that went home. I spent the rest of my time wrapping all the presents until like 3 then slept only about four.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday suppose to have a flier job. But later cancelled. Lucky also because I woke up at the time I was suppose to be there. Spent the day in front of the computer as usual. Then had my brother's choir concert. First part got a bit boring because they just sang. Not that its bad or anything. But I liked the last song When you Believe from the prince of Egypt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;When You Believe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Many nights we've prayed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With no hope anyone could hear.I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;n our hearts a hopeful song we barely understood.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now we are not afraid&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Although we know there's much to fear.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We were moving mountains long before we knew we could.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chorus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There can be miracles when you believe.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Though hope is frail,it's hard to kill.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who knows what miracles you can achieve&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When you believe.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Somehow you will,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You will when you believe.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In this time of fear,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When prayer so often proved in vain,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hope seemed like the summer birds&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so swiftly flown away.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But now I'm standing here(Now I'm standing here)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With heart so full I can't explain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seeking faith and speaking words I never thought I'd say.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Repeat Chorus.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that there was the interval and the musical. Had a few laugh. More interesting. Enjoyed myself. I saw Sherry and Pei Lian there also. Then went home and here I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am in love with a song from naruto. Its called Ryuusei which means shooting star. Anywhere here are the lyrics and when Christmas is over I will change back to my old skin with the song to let you all hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ryuusei; Shooting Star&lt;br /&gt;6th Ending Song&lt;br /&gt;vocal: TiA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Romaji Lyrics&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I believe your promise&lt;br /&gt;it's too hard to give me courage&lt;br /&gt;always I feel it the precious time seeing you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tachidomatta kado ni&lt;br /&gt;asu e mukau kaze wo kanjiteta&lt;br /&gt;machi no akari hoshikuzu mitai ni&lt;br /&gt;futari tsutsumu kedo&lt;br /&gt;sorezore ni chigau kagayaki ga aru to&lt;br /&gt;warau kimi ga ichiban mabushiku mieru yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kimi wa ryuusei no you ni&lt;br /&gt;kodoku na tsubame no you ni&lt;br /&gt;yoru no yami wo kirisaki yukeru hazu&lt;br /&gt;tokei jikake no hibi ni&lt;br /&gt;nagasaresou na toki wa&lt;br /&gt;wasurenaide hitori ja nai koto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jibunrashisa nante&lt;br /&gt;kangaetemo imi nante nai ne&lt;br /&gt;donna toki mo kimi wa kimi dakara&lt;br /&gt;ari no mama de ite&lt;br /&gt;poketto no naka wo karappo ni shite mo&lt;br /&gt;daiji na mono wa hidari no mune ni nokotteru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yume wa ryuusei no you ni&lt;br /&gt;ameagari no niji no you ni&lt;br /&gt;kono kokoro ni hikari wo tsuretekuru&lt;br /&gt;nayami tsuzukeru koto ga&lt;br /&gt;hitotsu no kotae ni naruyo&lt;br /&gt;gomakashitari shinai to chikau no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naniga machigatte ita no darou&lt;br /&gt;naniga machigatte inai no darou&lt;br /&gt;sonna toki wa sora ni te wo nobashite&lt;br /&gt;motto takaku ryoute wo hirogete&lt;br /&gt;motto motto takaku kitto sou tsukameru&lt;br /&gt;mugen na kimi no mirai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toki wa ryuusei no you ni&lt;br /&gt;nagaku hikaru o wo hiki&lt;br /&gt;matatakuma ni kakenukete yuku kara&lt;br /&gt;nidoto modoranai kyou wo&lt;br /&gt;ima to mukiau tsuyosa wo&lt;br /&gt;akirametari shinai to chikau no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;English Translation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I believe your promise&lt;br /&gt;it's too hard to give me courage&lt;br /&gt;always I feel it the precious time seeing you...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stood on that corner&lt;br /&gt;I felt the winds that were heading for tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;The city's lights were like stardust&lt;br /&gt;It wraps the two people together&lt;br /&gt;But each of them have a different shine&lt;br /&gt;Your laughing is the brightest to me. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are like a shining star.&lt;br /&gt;Like a lonely bird.&lt;br /&gt;We can go through the darkness of the night.&lt;br /&gt;In the cracks of the block&lt;br /&gt;The times it looks like it's about to flow away&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget that you aren't alone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uniqueness,&lt;br /&gt;Even if I think about it, it has no meaning&lt;br /&gt;Because whenever it is, you are always yourself&lt;br /&gt;Even if your pockets empty,&lt;br /&gt;The most imporatnt thing is in your left chest. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A dream is like a shooting star&lt;br /&gt;Like a rainbow when the rain stops&lt;br /&gt;It brings light into my heart&lt;br /&gt;Things I continue to be troubled by,&lt;br /&gt;All are solved with one answer&lt;br /&gt;I won't lie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wonder what's correct&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what's not correct&lt;br /&gt;During those times, raise your hands to the sky&lt;br /&gt;Raise both your hands higher into the air&lt;br /&gt;Higher and Higher, hopefully, you can grasp it&lt;br /&gt;Your limitless future&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Time is like a shooting star&lt;br /&gt;It shines for a long time&lt;br /&gt;It will come by strongly again&lt;br /&gt;Today, which will never come twice&lt;br /&gt;I won't give up.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I got to go. Have to sleep early. Tomorrow changing presents. Yah. So ja and oyasumi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-If love isn't a game, why are there so many players?- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10343059-112309011136744722?l=storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/feeds/112309011136744722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10343059&amp;postID=112309011136744722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/112309011136744722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/112309011136744722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas-is-approaching-and-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791056935688523558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10343059.post-112309014455753524</id><published>2005-12-17T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T00:26:07.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I haven't written for very long and loads of stuff have happened. So now I have to write before I become engaged in other things and later don't feel like writing anymore. The last entry was about prom and after that what has happened. Let me think. After prom I guess the big next quest was finding Christmas presents. Let's see the week after, I didn't go anyway just did work for my dad and used the computer and watched television. Have been reading loads of fanfiction. As for my own stories I don't feel like writing. Have loads of ideas but don't feel like writing them out. What to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Last Friday, I went to Compass Point with Sioky and Carol to get presents. At that time, I had already gotten Carol's and Teri's present. I highly doubt anyone is going to come here and read what I got for them so I'm just going to type it here and most people know what I am going to get them. Basically went around the whole of compass looking for suitable gifts. We already knew what to buy for Cherylene and Fiona-PCD CD &amp; soft toy from mini toons respectively. We bought Fiona's gift and had it wrapped and they gave me a big plastic bag. The 2 gifts was shared among the 3 of us. After that, Carol had to leave. So left me and Sioky and her brother. We went to library to find books or at least I did while the other 2 waited. Luckily I had a big bag to put the books. Now since its the holidays, the library is letting you borrow 8 books instead of the usual 4. Anyway after that we went to searched for Jewel's present. Went to popular to find a book for her. Hopefully she likes it and again it was split among the 3 of us. The book looks nice. I hope its not one of those kind where the summary and the cover all look nice and end up later the story sucks. After that figured out what to get for Sioky, discussed with my fellow shareholders who shared to pay for the gift and bought the full house vcd. Then went to go with Sioky to buy herself a pair of jeans needed for work. We went to buy food and then went our separate ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Saturday, went to Laura's house to practice singing for the children's home this Sunday. It was only Laura, Lene, me and Mr Teoh. We practiced Mr Teoh left, we use the computer then later Lene &amp;amp; I left. Anyway on Sunday there were so few people at the choir that I had a mike to myself. Monday, Tuesday nothing. I have been debating whether a not to straighten my hair and I decided not to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Wednesday I went out with Evangeline. She ask me go out so early because she want to collect something from Cheryl. Then after that ended up I was late and she told me that Cheryl wanted to meet her later. I felt a little pissed. I could have slept longer and did not have to rush. But we went to see the 2 music schools. The first one we went to enquire. We expected it to be like less than 200 for the cost but price came up to like 338. Both of us shocked. When Jewel found out, she couldn't go because it was too expensive. So we walked around. Looked at books and cds. Went into MJ like 3 times looking at potter and korean dramas. She was telling me that this show called my 19 year old sister in law or something like that very funny. But I still have yet to watch dolphin bay and I'm borrowing my little bride from Fiona. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Then yesterday was spent trying to burn all the anime I have in the computer. I left about 2 and 1/5 of a series. It was horrible and I also started my menstrustion yesterday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Today was the day results for jc came out. I was shocked that they posted me in YJC. I didn't want to go because of the freaking distance. It sucks but I have no choice because my mom wants me to go. It is going to suck because its hard to go there and I know that I am going to suffer. But the good thing is that Carol will be there too. Fortunately. That is the only upside. Don't want to talk too much about it because my mom is right here. I wish she would just leave me alone and go and sleep. But nevermind. Just now was the barbeque. I met Sandy they all at Serangoon MRT station. Boarded the MRT to go to Little India then went to take bus to Mr Teoh's mother house. It is such a hard place to get to. Quite irritating in fact. Went there practiced the songs. Waited for the food to get ready. Our group chopped the place on top at the swimming pool. Nice ambience but it grew darker and harder to see. Then there was a boy which I think there was a little something wrong with his head. Kept talking to himself. Kind of creepy so later we cleared the place and went down. Basically we ate. I was so full that I had to use the toilet when I came back. Feeling better now. The food at the beginning sucked because it was raw. But it became better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;So for I want a new phone. I want either VS6 or 7. 6 has a nicer desigh but no screen on the cover but 7 has a screen. Swatch also has like a new star collection of watches which I want. Also I can't wait to my hands on the harry potter dvd. I have to go. I need to spend the rest of my holidays happily before I go back to school. So ja and oyasumi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-A best friend is like a four leaf clover, hard to find and lucky to have-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10343059-112309014455753524?l=storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/feeds/112309014455753524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10343059&amp;postID=112309014455753524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/112309014455753524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/112309014455753524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-havent-written-for-very-long-and.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791056935688523558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10343059.post-112309008978690716</id><published>2005-12-01T03:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T16:16:46.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Prom. Graduation night. I have to say I loved it even though I was loathing it at first becaus eof the hassle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Anyway it started out with me, Jewel and Sioky going to Lene's House. We thought we had loads of time so we watched Harry Potter 3 and played Monopoly. We started to get ready at like 3. The 3 of us bathed we me first then Jewel then Sioky. We put on dresses then by like 3.45pm, we start to panic because we had no idea what to do. Laura came and she started to cry. This worried us but we calmed her down and then we got to work. Very rush. Laura helped me do make up and my hair. She was angey because after all the hard work of trying to straighten my hair and hair spray and I washed it off and put it in a chopstick. Leaving my hair the way it was was horrible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;We left Lene's house at about 5 and went to pick Alicia up. Then we left to pick up Lene's mom. We reached Rasa Sentosa at about 6.15. We saw lots of people there already. Went to register. We saw Mr Teoh there at the table. He was wearing the same thing the green checkered shirt. The only difference was the sunglasses and he was wearing a belt. He was sitting there handing out lucky draw coupons. We entered into the restaurant and found a place to sit but were later chased out because the people had not finished setting the tables. However it was a perfect opportunity to take photos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Later we went back inside and had the speech by the principal and the Guest of Honour. They served dinner. The first 2 dishes was a spring roll platter with other stuff then the shark's fin soup. While we were eating there was the first round of lucky draw then there was the presentation of gifts to 4A, D &amp; F. Each student was presented with a school badge. Before that, each form teacher would have a speech. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;After that more food came. It was the chicken and garoupa. Very delicious. Also it was time for the second lucky draw then the second presentation of gifts for 4F, G &amp;amp;H. I was shocked that Mr Teoh remembered all our names. During that time they served the prawns. There was the presentation of gifts for the Sec5 classes. When we got back the scallop with brocolli was already there. We to quickly eat everything finished. However it was too much. There was even the E-fu noodle and the desert. During that time there was the Miss Elegant contest that was most probably rigged. Won by Dee Dee. Her class also won the best dressed class. There was the final round of lucky draw. I wasn't very lucky so I didn't win anything. After that there was also a song done by the teachers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Later, when everything was done we could take the ballons at the ceiling home. We took some back in hopes of stting some free. We went outside to took a class photo then ended up dancing at the lounge. I think that was the most enjoyable part of the night. There was a live band and they dedicated the song uptown girls to us. We had the class photo taken and I had to rush since Lene's parents were angry and rushing us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Then we were fetched back to Laura's house. We bathed. Then watched a little harry potter then went to sleep. Jewel and I wrote stuff on the balloon and wanted to set it off but it was raining. We watched harry potter until like half of disc two and went to sleep which was about 2.30am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;So here are the pictures. Oh the rose was given by Mr Teoh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT5168-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT5168-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT5158-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT5158-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT0647-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT0647-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT0646-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT0646-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT0645-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT0645-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT0642-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT0642-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT0639-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT0639-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT0638-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT0638-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT0637-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT0637-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT0635-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT0635-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT0634-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT0634-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT0633-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT0633-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT0632-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT0632-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT0631-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT0631-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT0630-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT0630-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT0629-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT0629-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT0624-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT0624-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT0620-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT0620-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT0619-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT0619-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT0618-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT0618-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT0617-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT0617-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT0616-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT0616-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT0614-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT0614-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT0613-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT0613-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT0611-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT0611-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT0610-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT0610-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT0606-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT0606-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT0604-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT0604-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT0603-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT0603-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT0602-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT0602-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT0601-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT0601-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT0600-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT0600-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT0599-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT0599-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT0598-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT0598-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT0597-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT0597-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT0596-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT0596-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT0594-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT0594-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT0595-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT0595-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT0592-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/PICT0592-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/PICT0591-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/DSCN5159-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/DSCN5156-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/400/DSCN5156-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/1600/DSCN5141-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4623/795/320/DSCN5141-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;-Love starts with a smile, grows with a kiss, and ends with a tear-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10343059-112309008978690716?l=storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/feeds/112309008978690716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10343059&amp;postID=112309008978690716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/112309008978690716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/112309008978690716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/2005/12/prom.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791056935688523558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10343059.post-112309006009966846</id><published>2005-11-29T10:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T03:28:59.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yesterday was Jimmy's party. I had to find a new route to the place. Took 136 then changed to 86. The internet direction a bit unclear so I was lost for about 5 minutes. Then when I was about to alight, I accidentally smacked this lady on the forehead. Then she gave me this disgusted look. Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;barbecued the whole night. Was wondering whether stuff was cooked a not. The chicken wings were a almost total failure. At first they were all undercooked then they were overcooked meaning burnt. The satay turned out nicely. We were shocked at seeing the seafood, there was even fish and sting ray. The prawns and fish was easy to cook but for the sotong it was a bit of the problem. The sausages always came out black. Should not have skewered them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;After we finished with the food, we took photos. Rebekah's brother kept squeezing cream on Sangeet's head. The first he did it Sangeet pushed him and he fell on the poor bushes and destroying them. Simran later had a taste of it by Chris. We kept telling Jimmy to watch because of what we were going to do to him. He said he felt like he was going to be executed. He even went to change into a old T-shirt which he said he was going to throw away after this. He even thinks that his new shirt from Hang Ten is considered branded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Finally pay back time for all that years of suffering had come. We creamed Jimmy and I mean that literally. We used cream to smash it all over him. After that people poured water on him. Eugene poured soap water saying that he cleaned him up from all the whipped cream. On the way to the changing room, someone pushed him in the pool twice. Later he pulled in Han Jie into the pool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;After the 2 wet people had changed we sang the birthday song and ate cake. I had to force the cake down because I was not hungry. About 10.30 Simran's mother came and fetched me home. Had to sleep early cause the next day was prom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Actions speak louder than words-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10343059-112309006009966846?l=storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/feeds/112309006009966846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10343059&amp;postID=112309006009966846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/112309006009966846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/112309006009966846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/2005/11/yesterday-was-jimmys-party.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791056935688523558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10343059.post-112309010115966707</id><published>2005-11-28T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T13:36:47.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;My juniors just left my house. My bookshelf now very neat well almost but my table's a mess. Have to keep all that books and paper for auntie Chris for her son Nigel who is like going to only be in Sec 2 next year. My stuff is like all Secondary 3 and 4 stuff. A bit too much pressure and the kid a not. Anyway my juniors came to take my stuff. Asked for my address so that they can send me Christmas cards. The purpose is so that I will send them but luckily I bought another box already. I helped Vivian do her blog for a while then went home.But then saw Sherylin phone on the counter. So Amileen and her going to meet Vivian at the circus bus stop to get her phone from Vivian while I am now eating lunch and finding nice harry potter skin. I also added Vivian's blog. Didn't know she was such a crazy anime fan. I lent her some stuff to go home and watch. Hope she likes it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday we went to Laura's house to do make up. It was kind of a waste of time. We did almost to like nothing. We tried on our dresses and Fiona took photos. We went to market to have lunch. I just had chin chow and Lene read my characters for my new story. She was laughing at Laura's charcter. We went back and played 2 rounds of Cluedo. 1 game was like 1/2 an hour. We later went to Heartland Mall to meet Jewel. She was buying her shoes. Her was black and 3 inches like my Bata one which I am going to wear. I wanted to find something but there was nothing. We went in search for bra so we went ck. Very cheap. Jewel feel very embarrassed. We bought one that cost only 2.90. Very cheap. Not good quality but probably use only once. I also bought the Ramily burger because there got pasa malam. I love the burger. So delicous. So worth the 2.50. I think its the best burger I have ever eaten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Jimmy's party. Have to find how to get there. Still have to do a lot of stuff. Write finish his autograph book then have to measure parts of the house and watch finish harry potter 3. Then tomorrow is prom. Going to be one hell of a day. But after that I will feel much more free. However the next thing that I have to worry about is Christmas present. Sometimes I just feel like sleeping the whole day. More money needed. Wah! I am imagining all my money suddenly have wings and flying away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Yesterday I spent my day watching Harry Potter 1 &amp;amp; 2. So nice. I can't wait to get the 4th one. Must get the dvd. I notice that the first movie sticks a lot to the words from the book. I love watching the quidditch matches. So exciting. Wish I could fly be it with wings or a broomstick. That would be an adrenaline rush. The wind blowing against me. Too bad that its a dream that will never come true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;My stories have no progress. There is just ideas nothing to write down on paper. Starting to get very sick of myself. All I can do is sigh. There are some great writers out there. I'm doing lots of stuff but its making me feel very sian. I really need to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't got anything else to say. Let me think...nope. So Ja ne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Don't cry over anyone who won't cry over you-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10343059-112309010115966707?l=storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/feeds/112309010115966707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10343059&amp;postID=112309010115966707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/112309010115966707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/112309010115966707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-juniors-just-left-my-house.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791056935688523558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10343059.post-112309003719421637</id><published>2005-11-24T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T22:45:36.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;My keyboard has been on the fritz so could not come here to write. You press space the thing refresh. You press a come out s and vise versa. It also happens with q&amp;w, z&amp;amp;x and 1&amp;amp;2. So irritating cause no one can understand what I say. Luckily my dad got a new keyboard today so I am saved. However have to get use to this keyboard cause not use to it so cannot type fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Firstly, I have to thank Theodora for the birthday present-the picture. I like it a lot. Very nice. Can do more for me. I want Harry Potter one. Will be a great artist one day so must work hard and good luck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Anyway, got my dress already after walking so long yesterday until my leg want to spoil. Fiona black color halter top that has a big slit in front. Got pictures later put up. At first went to Plaza Singapura because I want to go spotlight to paint stars on the walls in my room but no luck so I am not forgetting about the whole thing. Then went to Blum and myjosis (is that how you spell???). Got nothing there for me. Laura say if I where black look like her mother which is old. Then went for lunch at yoshinoya. Ate the student meal and it tasted kind of horrible so not worth it for $4.50. Then took train to Somerset and went to OG orchard. I saw Laura's dress which was a white tube dress that was shiny and had a bow in front. She really need maximiser or something because it was slipping off. Then she went to reserve though the lady kind of reluctant. After that went to look around. Then Siok Hoon joined us with her brother after the interview. Congrats to Sioky for getting the job. We tried on some stuff but got nothing and I was stuck in one dress. Was afraid I had to pay for it but had help from sk. I almost died cause I had no air. But then Laura found one that was similar but had no bow and it was red and cheaper. Since OG got nothing we went next door to centre point and thank goodness we did not decide not to go there. We went to Mango then Blum again with Laura telling us what she almost wanted to buy. We passed by a shop called Angelique. At first we went in and looked at the stuff the lady say 299 or 199. I shocked. Then she saw our faces then asked for our budget. I said no more than a $100. she tell us come back 15 minutes later cause got $39 dresses coming later. So we walked around some more while Sioky and her bro went to eat and ended up at pizza hut. Laura also hungry so she had soup while I sat there doing nothing. Then we went back up to the shop. Had so many people. So Laura was at the rack there say excuse me so loud. The other people must be thinking like 'Wah this girl ah so kiasu.' In my mind its like she can really chong ah. So she picked some dresses for us to try. The queue so long and Laura had to rush home so in the end me and Siok shared one changing room since there was only 2. I tried the first one look not bad. It was a red spaghetti strap. Jewel bought the black version of that dress today. Then I tried the halter then Laura say I look hot so I took that one instead since like everyone say nicer. Then Sioky tried one pinky purple dress but don't have her size so she have to take one that is bigger but she don't have so try the black one then if can next day collect the right size one. She also tried the red one. But the pinky one nicer and Laura like it so much that she tell her die also must fit in. Laura was so sad because there the dress all cheaper and look nice. She say we going to look hotter than her. That was the end. So I bought my dress then we left. But we were cornered at Somerset station by some people asking us to buy stuff from charity. I ended up spending $14 for charity. I feel so angry. I xin tia. Then went home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Next day went out with Jewel and Cherylene. Had to wait for them for more than half an hour but lucky got Harry potter with me so I wasn't bored. We took train straight to orchard and went to that shop to collect Siok Hoon dress and see dresses for those two. They both tried a few dresses. Lucky got no one. In the end Jewel got a black spaghetti strapped dress but Lene couldn't find anything so we went Metro. There we looked around and I showed them Laura's dress. Lene found a black dress which was suppose to be 69.90 but in the end only 19.90. We all shocked. Then we actually went to try arthur yen dress. Really nice and really expensive. For fun. We went to Four leaves to buy some bread to eat since me and Jewel very hungry. Then walked to Orchard MRT the popular to give Siok Hoon her dress. She working very hard. Sioky must go go jia you ok! I bought a note book to write stories and just thought of a new one inspired by Harry potter and also a box of Christmas cards which I think I need more of because I'm sending to more than 20 people. Its all gold but half is snowman picture and the other half is reindeer. Very cute. Saw Harry Potter stuff which we thought of buying for Carol present. But if I do go Thailand then I will buy her Harry potter poster. Then we went home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Now Saturday we suppose to go out buy shoes, bag, accessories, bra etc. But in the morning we going Laura house try make-up. Who knows how it will go. But good news. Carol can go prom. Yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Just now me and Fiona talking. Go from one topic to another. From All American Girl 2 to prom dress to the angelique shop to jc admission the pae which I have finished applying to shoes to hair to Christmas cards. We were like trying to draw out the dresses. Very funny and our drawing very erm....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Actually got nothing else to say already. Talk a lot already. Better go. Ja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;-The hardest thing to do is watch the one you love, love somebody else-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10343059-112309003719421637?l=storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/feeds/112309003719421637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10343059&amp;postID=112309003719421637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/112309003719421637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10343059/posts/default/112309003719421637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storiesbyasadist.blogspot.com/2005
