<?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-3890915236449928813</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:19:26.790-07:00</updated><category term='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/STVDQjD7JvI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/bF7E5zcDnXk/s320/n663080253_5079566_3097.jpg'/><category term='hthttp://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SeXXoVuLVsI/AAAAAAAAAhc/HTAM1m6TmsQ/s320/Image003.jpgtp://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SeXTjJspo4I/AAAAAAAAAgM/oLiOy1VJy8U/s320/Photo+65.jpg'/><title type='text'>a little more than before...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>69</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-5946119351093795456</id><published>2009-05-24T02:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T02:55:17.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Addicted.</title><content type='html'>thanks Sophie, Minyoung and Joohyung! you guys have successfully got me addicted! LOL&lt;div&gt;Bigbang &amp;amp; 2ne1 - Lollipop&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zIRW_elc-rY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zIRW_elc-rY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2ne1 - Fire &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BrLGuXEUZ1M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BrLGuXEUZ1M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Get addicted. :)&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-5946119351093795456?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/5946119351093795456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=5946119351093795456' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/5946119351093795456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/5946119351093795456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2009/05/addicted.html' title='Addicted.'/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-8876582935478736074</id><published>2009-05-18T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T06:36:38.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You know you make me feel like dancing~</title><content type='html'>I am the happy girl whom at the moment feels like banging her head on the wall so that her skull cracks open and is thus able to shove Anne Marie's histo stuff in, then prays it stays there till the 22nd of June. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you can see, this happy girl currently writing this post is on the verge of insanity.. oh no.. or should i say, have long gone way past the point of no return.. i.e. have lost it.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet despite this insanity that overcame me I shall still declare that I am one happy girl due to certain reasons only comprehensible by a person who understands the heart of a woman. Hohohhho! Oh dear god.. please save this poor happy soul! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok. so I better get back to studying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Toodles my dears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I can do it baby, I know I can, and I will. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"For I can do anything with the help of Christ who gives me the strength I need."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Phillipians 3:14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Dear God, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm just hoping that things will perfectly fall into place by your will. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-8876582935478736074?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/8876582935478736074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=8876582935478736074' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/8876582935478736074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/8876582935478736074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-know-you-make-me-feel-like-dancing.html' title='You know you make me feel like dancing~'/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-7502039112252841258</id><published>2009-05-16T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T05:33:59.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates -the beautiful town-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Updates from so long ago~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;@some remote place called Risdon Cove to do some rural thing weeks weeks ago. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sg6tATNe92I/AAAAAAAAAqk/euka9ao4Bwo/s1600-h/DSC00519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sg6tATNe92I/AAAAAAAAAqk/euka9ao4Bwo/s320/DSC00519.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336392829149050722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sg6qG7arcZI/AAAAAAAAAqc/FuODStmYHXs/s320/DSC00520.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336389644486144402" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sg6qGiCNWsI/AAAAAAAAAqU/0tkUXhRVymo/s1600-h/DSC00521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sg6qGiCNWsI/AAAAAAAAAqU/0tkUXhRVymo/s320/DSC00521.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336389637672622786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sg6qGVpikQI/AAAAAAAAAqM/6bwy4U7ClIc/s320/DSC00548.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336389634347929858" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sg6qGL92vbI/AAAAAAAAAp8/tccQnjZAQw4/s1600-h/DSC00558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sg6qGL92vbI/AAAAAAAAAp8/tccQnjZAQw4/s320/DSC00558.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336389631748783538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(little tiffany the tree nypmh)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sg6qGH82nXI/AAAAAAAAAqE/Y5f5DizMhyA/s320/DSC00571.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336389630670839154" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sg6pqkA7B2I/AAAAAAAAAp0/zAC3ZpZjwpo/s320/DSC00572.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336389157167761250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sg6pqnPM3JI/AAAAAAAAAps/17O2sJS_wF8/s320/DSC00585.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336389158032956562" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Julian breakdancing)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Behold our city-patho-paktoh-adventures with patho/paktoh partner: Tiff!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;little italy! pasta+chilli--&gt; flies to heaven! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sg6pqQkiTQI/AAAAAAAAApk/hmSqg_YYJeU/s1600-h/DSC00629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sg6pqQkiTQI/AAAAAAAAApk/hmSqg_YYJeU/s320/DSC00629.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336389151948426498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sg6pqAy6Y5I/AAAAAAAAApc/9E-QmrXdQZo/s320/DSC00631.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336389147713758098" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sg6pMEhHY7I/AAAAAAAAApM/t0Ux5nAP5IY/s320/DSC00641.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336388633316778930" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hobart (more like Sandy Bay)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sg6nqmfJzJI/AAAAAAAAAnk/suSzTwrQP0Y/s320/DSC00696.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336386958808173714" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sg6oUWB45JI/AAAAAAAAAoM/i2rpo8nGCU0/s320/DSC00688.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336387675944969362" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;UTAS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sg6pp4ZoSDI/AAAAAAAAApU/BOetD_ljAhE/s320/DSC00637.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336389145460230194" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sg6pLxFh8aI/AAAAAAAAApE/Zat5J1zUfJ4/s320/DSC00642.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336388628100805026" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sg6pL7QVm7I/AAAAAAAAAo8/fCSmJAA2hZc/s320/DSC00643.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336388630830488498" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sg6pLewbUnI/AAAAAAAAAos/tRyfe_kKqmM/s1600-h/DSC00682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sg6pLewbUnI/AAAAAAAAAos/tRyfe_kKqmM/s320/DSC00682.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336388623180452466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sg6oU2ldjwI/AAAAAAAAAoc/ECbXmrPcC_c/s320/DSC00684.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336387684684107522" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sg6oVIpapRI/AAAAAAAAAok/g7wgBzbro08/s320/DSC00683.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336387689532531986" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sg6oUcwfdQI/AAAAAAAAAoU/seLkgY3MzTU/s320/DSC00685.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336387677751047426" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jessica's Bday &amp;amp; Mini Golf! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sg6m9qCMcDI/AAAAAAAAAnU/kA8ZJLa6qnY/s1600-h/DSC00741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sg6m9qCMcDI/AAAAAAAAAnU/kA8ZJLa6qnY/s320/DSC00741.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336386186666340402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sg6m9UgXM_I/AAAAAAAAAnM/1jzBQkUkbow/s320/DSC00763.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336386180887294962" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nick's bday @ Mures! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sg6m9Y7BszI/AAAAAAAAAnE/NEll3locmkw/s1600-h/DSC00799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sg6m9Y7BszI/AAAAAAAAAnE/NEll3locmkw/s320/DSC00799.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336386182072873778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sg6m9OrgijI/AAAAAAAAAm8/j3sEKYbFocI/s320/DSC00854.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336386179323431474" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sg6m9JeXBkI/AAAAAAAAAm0/aLAJ7XYZ8Wk/s320/DSC00864.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336386177926104642" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;@Anapurna!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sg6mi9ToAII/AAAAAAAAAmk/I8YQOB_SMxE/s1600-h/DSC00923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sg6mi9ToAII/AAAAAAAAAmk/I8YQOB_SMxE/s320/DSC00923.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336385727983255682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;@the park later that night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sg6mi-tDdFI/AAAAAAAAAms/Q6DzQGLtY_M/s320/DSC01000.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336385728358347858" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sg6mipXBCdI/AAAAAAAAAmc/Ngtl8hSts4o/s320/DSC00962.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336385722628770258" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some other randoms: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sg6nqYYHVPI/AAAAAAAAAnc/bEDDhGvZsx4/s320/DSC00709.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336386955020555506" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good food&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Behold: sky pictures:-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sg6uJXc4DCI/AAAAAAAAArs/badZcxnq-fg/s320/Image006.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336394084417801250" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sg6tA4b91zI/AAAAAAAAArE/bBLcOCMxp7E/s320/Image005.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336392839141906226" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sg6pLvy_HCI/AAAAAAAAAo0/xC3fLPhplR0/s320/DSC00671.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336388627754589218" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sg6nrG9-d8I/AAAAAAAAAn8/uc9SyRhQDPM/s320/DSC00751.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336386967527389122" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sg6oTzO8scI/AAAAAAAAAoE/h0etxZjgb7w/s320/DSC00756.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336387666604503490" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sg6nq_Uo97I/AAAAAAAAAn0/_y6uqumt3PE/s320/DSC00713.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336386965474965426" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sg6nqnGjvII/AAAAAAAAAns/e1gWxz2pDY8/s320/DSC00690.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336386958973451394" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Library-till-10pm-days with TIFF! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sg6tAhyk6SI/AAAAAAAAAq0/R34PafQHQJk/s320/Image070.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336392833062725922" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sg6tA0I7kRI/AAAAAAAAAq8/GGLfr-V3Ox0/s320/Image069.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336392837988323602" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sg6uJruPZYI/AAAAAAAAAr0/med680Sj-rI/s320/Image002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336394089859343746" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sg6miX-B6sI/AAAAAAAAAmU/FITrXnnF8u8/s1600-h/DSC00718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sg6miX-B6sI/AAAAAAAAAmU/FITrXnnF8u8/s320/DSC00718.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336385717960567490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sg6miJf4IfI/AAAAAAAAAmM/cdkanaC0wME/s320/DSC00719.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336385714076000754" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(i just have to put some self-pics up eh? oh-my, the narcissist in me has taken over. hohoho!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sg6uJT0zU6I/AAAAAAAAArk/FdQQRur0BEE/s320/Image007.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336394083444413346" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SMILEY HAM @ COLES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SMILE PEOPLE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, VEWEN = headache/studying histo/blur/tired/stone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-7502039112252841258?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/7502039112252841258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=7502039112252841258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/7502039112252841258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/7502039112252841258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2009/05/updates-beautiful-town.html' title='Updates -the beautiful town-'/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sg6tATNe92I/AAAAAAAAAqk/euka9ao4Bwo/s72-c/DSC00519.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-7085758200293939488</id><published>2009-05-13T04:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T04:15:12.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>burning eyes and a fried brain.</title><content type='html'>i have a love-hate relationship with my studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;penyakit jatuh and clumsy-wen is back. T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-7085758200293939488?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/7085758200293939488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=7085758200293939488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/7085758200293939488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/7085758200293939488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2009/05/burning-eyes-and-fried-brain.html' title='burning eyes and a fried brain.'/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-3860005143562637034</id><published>2009-05-11T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T17:32:25.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leavers '08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;A big thank you to Director Michelle Chu for producing such wonderful videos!!! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Part 1: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/remVcQMW-Ak&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/remVcQMW-Ak&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Part 2:&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=170682410253&amp;amp;subj=577174386"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(it's on my facebook :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);   font-family:Tahoma;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;when each picture tells a story&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;of times we've all had fun together &lt;br /&gt;and laughed together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and cried together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in our hearts we'll remember and look back upon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;these years we've all had and known each other&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and we come to realise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as we move on into the future, chasing after our dreams, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that all those crazy moments&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and memories &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that now seem so far away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;are actually residing deep within our hearts, in the back of our minds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's still there... engraved deep into our soul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and no, it will never go away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it will never be forgotten...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;these footprints that we've left in each other's hearts...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it has become a part of us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a fragment of our lives that we've shared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks for all the times&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks for all the moments&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and thanks for all the smiles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but most importantly, thanks for everything we've left each other with..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;something we can hold on to, and reminisce.. and remember.. and laugh about in the future. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i pray that we will never forget these special moments we've all had and hold dearly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i hope that we will keep these beautiful friendships going&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as long as it can last and as far as it can go...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;forever we remember&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;forever friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;forever the leavers of 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Phang Ve Wen, 2009)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Missing you guys terribly! T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope all of you are doing fine wherever you are! Keep in touch!! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;will have further updates soon.. too tired to do that now.. ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-3860005143562637034?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/3860005143562637034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=3860005143562637034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/3860005143562637034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/3860005143562637034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2009/05/leavers-08.html' title='Leavers &apos;08'/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-7458310254976680711</id><published>2009-04-20T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T22:54:08.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM THE STUPIDEST PERSON IN THE WORLD.</title><content type='html'>Stupid STUPID &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;STUPIDDDDDDD!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;regretting is one of the things i hate the most. but i keep doing it anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stupid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Essay = doomed screwed die. brain apoptosis. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;i miss everyone. i seriously do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:10px;"&gt;Penang, Perth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:10px;"&gt;Where I belong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:10px;"&gt;My place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:10px;"&gt;My family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:10px;"&gt;My home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:10px;"&gt;I miss it. everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-7458310254976680711?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/7458310254976680711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=7458310254976680711' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/7458310254976680711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/7458310254976680711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-am-stupidest-person-in-world.html' title='I AM THE STUPIDEST PERSON IN THE WORLD.'/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-8705428238394454951</id><published>2009-04-15T04:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T06:22:46.975-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hthttp://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SeXXoVuLVsI/AAAAAAAAAhc/HTAM1m6TmsQ/s320/Image003.jpgtp://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SeXTjJspo4I/AAAAAAAAAgM/oLiOy1VJy8U/s320/Photo+65.jpg'/><title type='text'>Hari Ini Kurasa Bahagia~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;not. lol. found out some things i wish i hadn't. sigh well it's okay. let's move on everybody~~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;lalalala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy Easter! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SeXS0k0ULmI/AAAAAAAAAf8/dH696mxcTT0/s320/DSC00492.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324893935113612898" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Easter Holidays are ending! omfg. shit. damn. die. have wasted my hols away doing nothing productive and so on. sigh. wat to do. wat to do. wat to do. work's piling up and i have this feeling i won't be able to get good sleep in the weeks to come. sigh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh well. feeling a little like shit but i think i'll be able to manage somehow. optimism is the way to go! whooooot! hahaha. it's strange how everytime you make up ur mind to study and such but you just automatically feel sleepy/extremely tired etc. hmm. what does that say? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahh. have settled few important stuffs and feeling relieved. past few weeks wasn't very nice but i think everything's okay now? maybe? i'm just taking things slowly now one step at a time. not expecting anything and if things happen, they happen. yes. go with the flow. like i always do. too tired to think bout things and i'm not going to. just gonna do what i feel like doing. hahahaha. feeling pretty relaxed here. hehes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Skyping is a good thing. :) seriously. will always get hyped up after talking/seeing my friends i've been missing so much. :D skype skype session is always great. :D mich! ellie! vic! iyesha! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ah sorry i know this blog post is super boring and random like the rest but can't help it. i'm bored but dunno what to do/blog bout so im just ranting out useless uninteresting stuffs. triple sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Some Randoms:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day to city/Nandos/North Hobart: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SeXWN5n5qDI/AAAAAAAAAgc/LznlcPo8Ih4/s320/2911_65009946537_690351537_1773909_7655004_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324897668730300466" /&gt;(mich remember this pose? in the CCGS male toilet?? :D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SeXWOKnP9eI/AAAAAAAAAgk/stMxKXrMv1Y/s320/2911_65009891537_690351537_1773906_7014210_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324897673290970594" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SeXWOOxpKFI/AAAAAAAAAgs/Xq5zKzwVXqI/s320/2911_65010721537_690351537_1773968_2607046_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324897674408306770" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SeXWOdUTyQI/AAAAAAAAAg0/XrSkmNadOn4/s320/2911_65012881537_690351537_1774011_7960761_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324897678311803138" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SeXWOenBHAI/AAAAAAAAAg8/f_ldE67FbwU/s320/2911_65012921537_690351537_1774013_2095969_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324897678658706434" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SeXW8gRTsBI/AAAAAAAAAhM/W2QUBD0JFL4/s320/2911_65013096537_690351537_1774026_5150436_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324898469378502674" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SeXW7-hewaI/AAAAAAAAAhE/oRD0efYqlzU/s320/2911_65013016537_690351537_1774020_1690027_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324898460319531426" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SeXW9gU25_I/AAAAAAAAAhU/DHZ7Q8KtOrE/s320/2911_65013126537_690351537_1774028_3784169_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324898486573262834" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oreo Cheesecake we made couple of weeks ago. looks crap but tastes like heaven! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SeXXqkPcirI/AAAAAAAAAh0/luK2FVqqLlU/s320/Image011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324899260718418610" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cookie day!(night?:)) Yum yum! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SeXOe1Ac-EI/AAAAAAAAAe0/vqIzrl-ivtA/s320/Image049.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324889163455854658" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SeXOfDC3e0I/AAAAAAAAAe8/lho7QvCGdEY/s320/Image047.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324889167224077122" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SeXSz-MmKJI/AAAAAAAAAfk/4qbg7zEnw2E/s320/DSC00478.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324893924746471570" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SeXS0adrgoI/AAAAAAAAAf0/UCxxxcu-VIE/s320/DSC00491.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324893932334318210" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sky picture outside my window. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sky = one of God's best creations. different everyday, lovely to watch. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SeXOfbfgRBI/AAAAAAAAAfE/DL1O0P12-OE/s320/Image059.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324889173786641426" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fave food: Amanda's yummy chicken rice! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SeXOfWjBetI/AAAAAAAAAfM/piHHX8gqXU4/s320/Image042.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324889172459223762" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Graffiti on toilet boards(in the cubicle) in the library toilets which says: "Don't piss on my back and tell me its raining." reading all these while you're peeing makes a pee-session more interesting. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SeXXqeyr4tI/AAAAAAAAAhs/8e504WY7ePA/s320/Image004a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324899259255612114" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scary stapler in library which makes a loud noise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SeXXoVuLVsI/AAAAAAAAAhc/HTAM1m6TmsQ/s320/Image003.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324899222461044418" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A cartoon character which Hassan says looks like me. :) see the resemblance? :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SeXOfhsYIPI/AAAAAAAAAfU/vl0SizANRpI/s320/normal_anpanman-illustttt.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324889175451246834" /&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Little white riding hood? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SeXSzhBrH_I/AAAAAAAAAfc/LRBZJAGbw5g/s320/DSC00476.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324893916916031474" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beloved neighbour~Fern~ :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SeXS0LTzfII/AAAAAAAAAfs/5XJCZHVqsYk/s320/DSC00486.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324893928266366082" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SeXXpcgAZSI/AAAAAAAAAhk/OrjAQdT-N2E/s320/DSC00070.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324899241460524322" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A little vain-ness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SeXTjEkvZSI/AAAAAAAAAgU/TsQ0sBo0DfA/s320/Photo+90.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324894733912204578" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SeXTjJspo4I/AAAAAAAAAgM/oLiOy1VJy8U/s320/Photo+65.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324894735287559042" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's all for today folks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tata. toodles. sayonara. ahnyung igasaeyo! selamat tinggal. goodbye! zai jian! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lalaallalalala~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Iljimae! Lee Jun Ki is so cute! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Drinking tea is nice. :D&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/3890915236449928813-8705428238394454951?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/8705428238394454951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=8705428238394454951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/8705428238394454951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/8705428238394454951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2009/04/hari-ini-kurasa-bahagia.html' title='Hari Ini Kurasa Bahagia~'/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SeXS0k0ULmI/AAAAAAAAAf8/dH696mxcTT0/s72-c/DSC00492.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-1350000560444293651</id><published>2009-04-05T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T07:53:32.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tied wings. Can't fly no more.</title><content type='html'>wahh.. suddenly feel like it's been such a long time since i last updated.. :D lotsa things have been clogging up my time so yep. now it's all over and done with i hope. :D &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;well first things first, dun wanna forget birthdays that has passed since the last post: Minyoung's 20th birthday (18/03/09) and Reen's (finally) 18th birthday (27/03/09)!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sdi5u8KMVvI/AAAAAAAAAds/-6w6SIIMCsg/s320/Image032.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321207175812241138" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy belated birthday Minyoung! :D your hostfamily mom's korean cooking is the best! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sdi6LXx7n_I/AAAAAAAAAes/q6QdcT8InAc/s320/1_842367271l.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321207664263012338" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sdi6LbUi6gI/AAAAAAAAAek/U-SMF4DBBHc/s320/Image011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321207665213499906" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy birthday Reen! I miss youuuuuuu! T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahaha. ahhh the old times. honestly, i know that i've said this many times before but i seriously still can't really believe that i'm uni. omg. just a few months back we're all together and now... T.T almost every night i look through our facebook pictures and each time i view our leavers video.. i just feel all the memories coming back and it feels like it just happened yesterday. T.T damnnn i miss u guys soo muchhh!!! &gt;&lt; {btw. skyping with u, vic.. seriously got me damn excited/high and crazy that day ok. we must skype more. :D and talk bout *interesting* stuffs. hehehe. funny how u only told me bout those stuff now when im not even there. =.=" LOLL!  i MISS U!!!!!! XD}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so what has been happening so far? hmm.. had my reflective essay over and done with.. studying (or more like trying to study?) for mid-sem exams, which i very much believed i failed.. [the exam was bull-shit. don't ask me about it] and hmm what else? oh. have gone to the doctors, got a blood test [kinda interesting seeing ur blood spurting out into the bottle! whooot! im alive! =.="] hahhaa and then got the results and found out that i needa get some hepB booster. because they can't detect any hepB antibody whatsoever. and that just means i gotta get another blood test in 5 weeks time and then see the results. if i still don't have any antibody, then i gotta get a second hepB jab. =.=" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just realised that i havent posted any pictures of Hobart ever since i came here. so yeah just one or two pictures for u [coz  i lazy to post up more]:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is the clocktower in city. its a post office too i think.. located in the busmall.. (at night and daytime). [p/s: mich! our MV??? :D different clocktower than the MelbU one but still nice leh! :D] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sdi6LXZq0OI/AAAAAAAAAec/eW99LZKSYNc/s320/Image008.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321207664161247458" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sdi6LOEnS1I/AAAAAAAAAeU/tVAZ3noKTTk/s320/Image007.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321207661657017170" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then these are pictures of the beautiful sky at the place i stay a few days ago.. couldn't resist taking pictures of them! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sdi5wAyheJI/AAAAAAAAAeM/GqG1B7OHWxI/s320/Image037.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321207194235009170" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sdi5v_QJdXI/AAAAAAAAAeE/qvZx1DFO4oI/s320/Image035.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321207193822393714" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sdi5voN02GI/AAAAAAAAAd8/s3fBEp7be6Q/s320/Image034.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321207187638638690" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sdi5vUxW5OI/AAAAAAAAAd0/VQb-TXRMMs4/s1600-h/Image038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sdi5vUxW5OI/AAAAAAAAAd0/VQb-TXRMMs4/s320/Image038.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321207182418961634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haaaa. yes. i really love it here in Hobart. when people say, "what? all that's there is a beautiful scenery!" well.. that's something that is very appreciated here. i mean.. when u're having a bad day and then u just go out to have a walk and look around, the sky, the sea, the hill, the greens and gardens.. Gawddd. everything just flies out of ur mind and u feel at peace. Never had the opportunity to feel like this before. there is this one place here in Hobart that can make u feel like ur in some storybook : --&gt; Salamanca Park.. Shit that is one beautiful place. was running through there because we were running to city the other day to catch a bus and wow. breathtaking. LOLL i wanna get married there. HAHHAHAA. (im definitely gonna go there during Easter break. hehehehe)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm really glad that things are going well.. as we've talked it out and yes.. a big relief coz there's one thing lesser to worry about. :D i think we can do this.. right, yt? :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;right now i shall make a vow to self-convert myself into a nerd and make sure i study till i know everything. no way im gonna let myself fail a second time. hohoho. abit excited but then the "let's play" me may get in the way. shit. so it's true that the biggest enemy is urself. T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so now. i guess there's nothing more to say except that I CAN"T WAIT FOR EASTER HOLSSSSSS! hohoohohohohoh! yeeeeeeeha!~!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Plans for Easter:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. play&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. catch up on sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. rest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. study! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeeeeeeeeeeeehaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=--=-=-=-=-=-==--=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i think that what i said last time was really true. that every happiness brings sorrow. everytime i feel extremely happy, i gotta be extra careful because i know that something's gonna happen soon. and true enough, it did. i seriously don't understand and i don't know anymore. i don't wanna care but i still do. i don't wanna let it go but i don't know what to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;worrying about this is seriously tiring me out and i really don't wanna give a shit anymore. this is f*cking annoying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"You'll only be hurt if you allow them to hurt you." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh how true that statement is. But it's really easier said then done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"The Lord is close to the brokenhearted; he rescues those who are crushed in spirit."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Psalm 34:18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank You God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-1350000560444293651?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/1350000560444293651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=1350000560444293651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/1350000560444293651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/1350000560444293651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2009/04/tied-wings-cant-fly-no-more.html' title='Tied wings. Can&apos;t fly no more.'/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Sdi5u8KMVvI/AAAAAAAAAds/-6w6SIIMCsg/s72-c/Image032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-5441004227775710202</id><published>2009-03-16T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T22:58:58.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Run baby runnn! don't ever look backk~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Damn BCG. now i know that i have those scars for nothing. Why? coz apparently only 30% of people who took the BCG are actually exposed to it and after the Mantoux test/reading i found out that i am one of the 70%. T.T i want a swelling, itchy lump on my hand!!!!!!! T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay. hahahaha . sorry just feeling like my mood's been rising up again; which is good. hehe. Have already worked on my essay, though it sounded more like a narrative rather than some 'informal reflective essay'. Still long way to go on that! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank goodness that my cbl are following the new numbers this week, so that means i got away without presenting for two weeks in a row! :D so this whole week i can just concentrate on my essay due this Fri!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm currently still batuk-ing here and there and thank goodness the peipakoa is actually working. So i'll be healing pretty soon! :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did I mention that fire alarms are a pain in the ass? It seems that Fisher has a tendency to fish for fire alarms, fire trucks and firemen. Strangely enough Fisher loves to have fire alarms at the oddest of times at least once every week! I've come to understand that this has got to be a Fisher custom. Waking up from one's beautiful sleep is definitely no laughing matter. Unfortunate me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, nothing else particularly interesting at the mo coz it'll be study study time soon with tests/midsem exams charging at us in 2 weeks time! lets be bestfriends with our books shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;toodles ppl. i'm gonna hit the beds now coz my eyelids are forcing themselves shut. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feeling super inspired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Things taking their turns, and everything falling into place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Perfect. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Striving towards my goal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;it's getting closer. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it's within my reach&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll definitely be able to get there, I'll make it for sure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"For I can do anything with the help of Christ who gives me the strength I need."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Phillipians 3:14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;there's no regrets. there's nothing holding me back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;just moving forward into the bright future that awaits me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;Into the new world!!!!! (LOL mich?? ring a bell?? :D)&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/3890915236449928813-5441004227775710202?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/5441004227775710202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=5441004227775710202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/5441004227775710202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/5441004227775710202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2009/03/run-baby-runnn-dont-ever-look-backk.html' title='Run baby runnn! don&apos;t ever look backk~~'/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-5083699022993743481</id><published>2009-03-14T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T05:35:14.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Work's piling up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;0_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;@_@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*_*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;garhhhhh! week 4 ialah week yang not so good untukku. T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2000wrd reflective essay on '&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what does health mean to me&lt;/span&gt;?'.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;X_X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;time's running out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;i wanna be awakened right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-5083699022993743481?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/5083699022993743481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=5083699022993743481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/5083699022993743481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/5083699022993743481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2009/03/xx.html' title='Work&apos;s piling up!'/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-564023163312922463</id><published>2009-03-05T16:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T16:10:03.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged.</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 20.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Rules: Use the first letter of your name to answer each of the following questions. They have to be real, nothing made up! If the person before you had the same first initial, you must use different answers. You cannot use any word twice and you can't use your name for the boy / girl name question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 20.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; 1. What is your name: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 20.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;2. A four letter word: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;When&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 20.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;3. A boy's name: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Wickie (wat kinda name is that )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 20.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;4. A girl's name:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; Wendy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 20.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;5. An occupation: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Wholesaler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 20.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;6. A colour: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;White&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 20.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;7. Something you'll wear: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Wonderwoman shirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 20.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;8. A food: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Whole potatoes roasted with honey &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 20.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;9. Something found in the bathroom: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 20.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;10. A place: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Western Australia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 20.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;11. A reason for being late: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Waiting so long in traffic jam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 20.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;12. Something you'd shout: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Why me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 20.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;13. A movie title: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Wall-E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 20.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;14. Something you drink: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Winter love Tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 20.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;15. A musical group: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Within Temptations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 20.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;16. An animal: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Weasel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 20.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;15. A street name: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;William Street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 20.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;18. A type of car: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Wagon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;9. The title of a song: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;What Have You Done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I tag Vicky, Sean, Tiff, Ying, and Yuhting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-564023163312922463?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/564023163312922463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=564023163312922463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/564023163312922463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/564023163312922463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2009/03/tagged.html' title='Tagged.'/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-6261976870343195968</id><published>2009-03-04T21:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T22:15:53.111-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One more day!!!</title><content type='html'>Almost two weeks have passed and i'm only one day away from the 3-day emancipation of my study responsibilities! long weekend, kerana monday ialah public holiday.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yay. i'm quite excited/relieved and happy because weekend's coming which means i'll be able to: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. catch up on sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. try to understand what i don't understand (those DNA transcription/translation/RNA stuff)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. rest! play! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. catch up with friends (gonna be callin ppl :D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT!!!! every happiness has a price to pay! coz for me, that'll be --&gt; having to go through an 8-hour St John First Aid course (and pass and get a cert) this Sat coz it's a requirement for all medicine students. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;though i guess it'll be okay since lotsa ppl're going so i probably won't die from loneliness and boredom. hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uni has been great so far, although i still don't understand the first few lectures from JHall. but its ok coz i'm gonna force myself to understand latest by this weekend hehehe. Waking up early for the 9am CBL thing isn't very pleasing as well since last week's was at 10, and it also kinda sucks that i have to do presentations consecutively for two weeks (though it just means i'm only doing two but still.. i hate presentations). But then! next week'll be great coz CBL starts at 11am and I HAVE NO PRESENTATIONS!!!!!!!! *screams for joy* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;other than that i have been pretty bored. ohh! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Birthday wishes for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fern(Mar2nd)&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eddie(Mar4th)&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Making cheesecakes together was really fun guys :D and not forgetting to mention the rolling lemon in Coles and shivering out in the balcony LOL &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh. i think i've been telling this to lots of people already but yesterday was kinda the most embarrassing moment of my life coz i just had to fall in front of heaps of ppl at the bustop.(my goodness. who still falls down at this age? =.=") ouch but it was like super embarrassing and thanks, nick, melinda and tiff for laughing at me. LOL and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that person&lt;/span&gt; just had to see my unglam moment. omg. somebody shoot me please. T.T  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well nothing much i can remember so far that will be interesting/bothered enough to write about so i shall be stopping here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;damn. i miss my family. T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-6261976870343195968?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/6261976870343195968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=6261976870343195968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/6261976870343195968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/6261976870343195968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2009/03/one-more-day.html' title='One more day!!!'/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-4211328499730483814</id><published>2009-02-23T03:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T17:37:51.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And i swearrrr..by the moon and the stars and the skies,  I'll kill you with every beat of my hearttt~</title><content type='html'>muahahaha. just realised that when you walk determinedly to the computer labs with one goal in mind: to finish today's assignment so that you can be free the rest of the week and just what do you do??? --&gt; get distracted into doing every other thing other than your work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for example, I am blogging right now about random/useless/waste-of-time-stuff but i just can't help it. I am sedang berlatih-ing bercakap bahasa melayu yang sudah lama saya tidak gunakan dengan kawan-kawan karibku yang dikasihi, dan sedang tiba-tiba ketawa macam orang gila di dalam makmal komputer kolej residensialku. aduhai bahasaku yang hanya mempunyai pelajaran sampai tingkatan 3 memang tidak mencukupi. Dan dulu saya selalu kata bahawa ia adalah sangat membazirkan masa untuk belajar Bahasa Melayu di sekolah kerana bahasa peringkat tahun enam sudah lebih dari memuaskan. aihhhh tengoklah bahasaku yang sudah mengganjilli ini. (okay i know i just created my own version of ganjil but yeah. lol =.=")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my goodness. the thunderstorm outside was terrible. and my feet is cold. =.=" just now i saw a wallaby.. ohhhh yayyy! my marsupial-furry-friend! how exciting! i also saw a tasmanian devil yesterday for the first time in my life. all these cute things that are seemingly cute but &lt;em&gt;dangerous&lt;/em&gt;. u should check out their fangs.. gawd are they long! -.- see?? lesson to learn here is to never mess with cute things.. things with a cute exterior are dangerous... bewareeeeeeeee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha. i am obviously high, and no i havent had any stimulants tonight so i'm just having one of those days im sure you guys are pretty familiar with. yes. it's my random/crazy days where im just too bored/sick-of-things-i'm-supposed-to-be-doing to be sane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but fear not for I shall be perfectly normal by tomorrow.. well not like it'll be of any significance to you guys coz all of you are scattered all over the country except Tas so you wont be able to witness my conversion to a normal being tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall hereby partake of my leave for today and head on with wherever/whatever i should be going/doing.&lt;br /&gt;farewell...... my fellow friends, comrades, confidantes, and bosom buddies....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my deepest condolences for having to have you read the end of this utterly long and nonsensical post of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you when I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good-bye.&lt;br /&gt;Good-night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-4211328499730483814?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/4211328499730483814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=4211328499730483814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/4211328499730483814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/4211328499730483814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2009/02/and-i-swearrrrby-moon-and-stars-and.html' title='And i swearrrr..by the moon and the stars and the skies,  I&apos;ll kill you with every beat of my hearttt~'/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-4376524409197094591</id><published>2009-02-21T21:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T22:04:47.482-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Absolute Randomness.</title><content type='html'>I think i just accidentally ate moisturizer. =.= Careless me has squirted moisturizer onto my fruits basket containing grapes, and apples. Gee, i'm testing out my own body's resistance. lol.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm bored. I'm hungry. and I'm tired. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have already gone through my assignment and currently waiting for 12308479347528 minutes for mommy and daddy to come and aid my soul who's lost in the world of boredom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wow. the sunlight's making rectangular patterns on my blanket. heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, excuse me now coz i seem to realise that i am not making any sense. so have a good/nice/wonderful day people!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: it really is strange tasting the fragrant moisturizer in your mouth. please don't try it, unless you're really bored. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-4376524409197094591?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/4376524409197094591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=4376524409197094591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/4376524409197094591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/4376524409197094591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2009/02/absolute-randomness.html' title='Absolute Randomness.'/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-5038058390304021600</id><published>2009-02-19T21:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T02:23:15.368-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Tasmania I am.</title><content type='html'>YAY!!! I FINALLY am able to set up my internet! Well, just realised that all I needed to do was to follow the instructions. =.= LOL so yeah! now i can FINALLY post up a blog entry for all of my beloved friends who have been wondering what I have been up to and how I'm going in Tas. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I arrived here on Sunday morning, and gathered all my luggage and went straight to my accomodation place. Yup, room's okay, toilet's okay, everything's okay. yay. so I unpacked everything and wah-la~ my room's all set! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was pretty surprised to find so many Asians (and more surprisingly, Malaysians)  here in Tas.. not that I'm racist or anything but nothing feels better than to feel like you belong, and thus reduce the feeling of homesickness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and yes. orientation! Med-orientation was great/boring/makes you sleepy with all those introductory lectures, and etc but it was good, i should say. Everyday, it makes me feel like 'Yes! I have chosen the right path to go into medicine, this is what I wanna do, this is where I want to go.. blah blah'.. so yup :) Things are going smoothly.. for now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So how's Tas like? well I remember being pretty apprehensive at first, coz I got all these ideas of Tas like it being the 'end-of-the-world-place' and 'boring' and 'Ulu' and 'beautiful scenery' and stuff.. which I can say is a little true... I mean.. not really but ... sort of. Yes I have to admit to its beauty and all, and it's definitely not as busy a place like Melbourne or Sydney. I actually find it more like Perth, but I think it is most like Auckland(NZ).. they have similar shops as Perth, street malls, and etc etc so yeah I think I'll get on fine I hope.. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weather here is absolutely wonderful! it doesn't get as hot as Perth, Melb or Sydney so I guess that's a plus point. It's windy and sometimes a little chilly in the morning and nights.. Summer in Tas feels like early-autumn/spring in Perth where temperatures are around the 20s and not high 30s like summer in Perth(and it's definitely much cooler than Penang! hah!) Though sometimes we complain it's hot, thats probably because we're hiking all the way up to MedSci building, which is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;realllly&lt;/span&gt; steep. and a second hike after that to the residential colleges. Feels like we're hiking up to No.5 in Penang Hill or walking up that steep road in Botanical Gardens for like 20minutes(i think? or maybe 10-15min... depends on how fast you walk). So yes. there goes my daily exercise! cheers to a nice butt and legs by the end of the year! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So hmm.. what else is there to say? I'm just missing all of you guys, who have been scattered all over the place. How are you guys doing &amp;amp; getting on with Uni life?? please fill me in yeah? :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well that's it for today. Toodles :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; think I may be making the same mistake i did back then in Form 2. Come to think of it, maybe it was me who started it, not that person. Shit. why do i keep doing things that make me regret all the time? maybe if it wasn't because of me, then maybe the two of us won't be like how we are now. sighhh. why ohh whyyyy do i keep doing these things? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-5038058390304021600?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/5038058390304021600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=5038058390304021600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/5038058390304021600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/5038058390304021600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2009/02/in-tasmania-i-am.html' title='In Tasmania I am.'/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-2503915381872052329</id><published>2009-02-10T22:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T22:21:40.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hobart is calling out to me.</title><content type='html'>and WHY is that?? that's because it is so bloody hot here in Perth with a temperature of 38 degrees. I'm about to die. Cool Hobart with only a maximum of 17degrees (average: 14degrees) and rain... ahhhh my heart is there with you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes. You've got me. I'm bored. Super bored.&lt;br /&gt;Dropped off bro at uni, done grocery shopping at 3 different places and now chilling under the airconditioner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew. Hot day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished the linearts of my drawings. Scanned and edited them to make them perfectly white and black, and no other pixelly disturbances. hohohoho. I shall start experimenting on how to colour them so that I can successfully bring my imaginations to life. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating watermelon and Turkish Bread on a hot day is just so wonderful. The crispy surface yet soft interior of the turkish bread is just so.. oh! irresistable. I just had to buy it you know? I know I already have 1 and a half loaves of bread at home but...!!!!! How can I ever say no to that??&lt;br /&gt;And ahh.. juicy watermelon! the sweet and cold juice from the watermelon that's so refreshing just cools you down after having being roasted/fried/sun-baked under the scorching sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh... so now i'm just relaxing while figuring out how to pay my online purchases via direct bank transfer. (do i have to go to the bank? damn.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles folks!! have a nice day!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-2503915381872052329?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/2503915381872052329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=2503915381872052329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/2503915381872052329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/2503915381872052329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2009/02/hobart-is-calling-out-to-me.html' title='Hobart is calling out to me.'/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-4257419864552714902</id><published>2009-02-07T23:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T07:21:55.695-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back Home.</title><content type='html'>So I've been back to good ol' Perth for two days now. Had quite a turbulent flight in the middle of the night flight but managed to reach and pass through the customs safely.&lt;br /&gt;(yay! they said I could bring in flower-tea!! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home sweet home and went to check out the garden's harvest :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SY6JCpiBTwI/AAAAAAAAAcs/bmtGZEXghcM/s1600-h/DSC00209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SY6JCpiBTwI/AAAAAAAAAcs/bmtGZEXghcM/s320/DSC00209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300324490062941954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blueberries...boy were they sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SY6JCZ9DTtI/AAAAAAAAAck/hbLpLx0R5Xg/s1600-h/DSC00205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SY6JCZ9DTtI/AAAAAAAAAck/hbLpLx0R5Xg/s320/DSC00205.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300324485881351890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SY6JCco593I/AAAAAAAAAcc/rCOed9ggzZs/s1600-h/DSC00201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SY6JCco593I/AAAAAAAAAcc/rCOed9ggzZs/s320/DSC00201.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300324486602159986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seedless Sultanas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SY6JCFNaD5I/AAAAAAAAAcU/R6Hpq-BB6G4/s1600-h/DSC00200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SY6JCFNaD5I/AAAAAAAAAcU/R6Hpq-BB6G4/s320/DSC00200.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300324480312807314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flame seedless grapes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SY6JB765xtI/AAAAAAAAAcM/spkrlZofwbg/s1600-h/DSC00199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SY6JB765xtI/AAAAAAAAAcM/spkrlZofwbg/s320/DSC00199.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300324477819274962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SY6Rwxa2b6I/AAAAAAAAAc0/NIjqU-2skw0/s1600-h/DSC00211.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crimson seedless grapes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SY6Rwxa2b6I/AAAAAAAAAc0/NIjqU-2skw0/s1600-h/DSC00211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SY6Rwxa2b6I/AAAAAAAAAc0/NIjqU-2skw0/s320/DSC00211.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300334078547357602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basket-ful of harvested grapes!&lt;br /&gt;Yummy yummy yummy!!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hohohoho. and yes.... of course.. I met up with my beloved friends I have not met for 2 months plus! and ohhhh! bubbletea!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides that, I'm pretty much bored. and tired. I've been sleeping the whole time. ...&lt;br /&gt;sigh. gotta start packing again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;God. I hate packing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sobs*.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-4257419864552714902?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/4257419864552714902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=4257419864552714902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/4257419864552714902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/4257419864552714902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2009/02/back-home.html' title='Back Home.'/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SY6JCpiBTwI/AAAAAAAAAcs/bmtGZEXghcM/s72-c/DSC00209.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-2099962182360562763</id><published>2009-01-17T02:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T21:57:12.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the future belongs to those who believe ~</title><content type='html'>So! I've been pretty busy lately running around doing stuffs and slowly checking things off my to-do-in-Penang list of mine.. and of course, spending time with beloveds :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Offers were up last Tuesday.. and from my previous post, could pretty much tell that I got &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;rejected&lt;/span&gt; by Monash. That's the bad news.. but well, all's not lost coz I've got offered from Tasmania instead.. which is one hour's flight away from Melbourne.. big relief I tell you.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole idea of me spending my next five years in Tasmania has begun to sink in a little, and slowly, I'm accepting the idea. Though it is called the 'the-end-of-the-world' place by a few, maybe it's not that bad. I've heard it is much colder than Perth and Melbourne (yay to me!!) and a really beautiful place. Being one of the top 3(or was it top 10?) for having the cleanest air in the world, and having lots of fresh seafood and plenty of outdoor activities (yay hiking and jungle trekking!!), I'm sure I'll do fine. I've already made up my mind to immediately find all the sites where I can go &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lobstering, crabbing, fishing, oystering&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;abaloning&lt;/span&gt;(is there such a word? lol).. And I'll somehow get a scuba diving license/cert so that I can go scuba scuba in the deep blue sea chasing lobsters for dinner! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pic of a scenic view in Tasmania:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SXHeNQwV8hI/AAAAAAAAAbc/U6tTpBOY8H4/s1600-h/Dove_Lake_at_Cradle_Mountain_Tasmania_Australia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SXHeNQwV8hI/AAAAAAAAAbc/U6tTpBOY8H4/s320/Dove_Lake_at_Cradle_Mountain_Tasmania_Australia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292255356554441234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that aside, my bro brought me and Lin Hui to this new place near Gurney called 'Coffee Island'... which has a really nice ambience, perfect for chilling out.. though their drinks kind of suck (especially their coffee..) lol if you're willing to pay Rm4.90 for some kopitiam coffee then  by all means head down to Coffee Island please. LOL  but yeah, the sea breeze and atmosphere of the whole place is really... ah.. so relaxing.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;@Coffee Island&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SXG608rFYkI/AAAAAAAAAbU/6_5j7Aign1g/s1600-h/Image049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SXG608rFYkI/AAAAAAAAAbU/6_5j7Aign1g/s320/Image049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292216455939842626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lin Hui eating her mango smoothie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SXG60pIm37I/AAAAAAAAAbM/sKQchQP8TVI/s1600-h/170120092793.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SXG60pIm37I/AAAAAAAAAbM/sKQchQP8TVI/s320/170120092793.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292216450694963122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vjay sipping his iced mocha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SXG60ciilhI/AAAAAAAAAbE/b7JQZR56xFw/s1600-h/170120092792.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SXG60ciilhI/AAAAAAAAAbE/b7JQZR56xFw/s320/170120092792.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292216447314073106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me slurping my Purple Holiday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha. lalalala. yeah did I mention I got a haircut and dyed my hair? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that everything happens for a reason, and if I was destined for Tasmania, then that is where I'll be. Though we all have ideals, it does not mean that our ideals are the best for us. God knows best, and I'm sure everything will be alright with God by my side. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P/s: at least I still get to be a doctor and graduate from an Australian Medical School so that when I work, my degree can be recognised in Australia.. and also.. Thank God it's only one hour away from Melbourne and two hours away from Sydney! :) shopping babeh! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles! lalalalaa~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-2099962182360562763?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/2099962182360562763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=2099962182360562763' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/2099962182360562763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/2099962182360562763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2009/01/future-belongs-to-those-who-believe.html' title='the future belongs to those who believe ~'/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SXHeNQwV8hI/AAAAAAAAAbc/U6tTpBOY8H4/s72-c/Dove_Lake_at_Cradle_Mountain_Tasmania_Australia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-3078626917839634038</id><published>2009-01-12T21:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T21:26:07.765-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams are just dreams</title><content type='html'>So it was like that. After all, dreams are only just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dreams&lt;/span&gt;. They stay in the realm of my fantasies and should just stay put there. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;forever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, it was really necessary to separate dreams from reality.&lt;br /&gt;I should've done so in the beginning, so as to save myself from this disappointment I was bound to have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know if I should keep holding on to that miniscule ray of hope left for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I wasn't shocked at all because one part of me already knew. I was trying to deny it completely, but somehow, I just couldn't. Maybe its because, without realising it myself, I have given up hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what should I do now? I'm not too sure myself.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should keep a positive mind and hope still. but it sucks to do that when I feel like I'm hoping for the impossible now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am hoping for a miracle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh God, please grant me this miracle.&lt;br /&gt;Oh God, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Please. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I beg you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-3078626917839634038?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/3078626917839634038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=3078626917839634038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/3078626917839634038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/3078626917839634038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2009/01/dreams-are-just-dreams.html' title='Dreams are just dreams'/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-8087597313455961397</id><published>2009-01-08T22:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T22:44:41.597-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lalallalalaalalalala~~~~</title><content type='html'>hahahahaha! hello everybody! i am super bored!&lt;br /&gt;i feel tired but don't feel like sleeping or going out.. actually i just don't feel like doing anything..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes feeling a little frustrated/pissed/choked/feel like strangling someone coz of certain issues.. but oh well! sigh dunno dunno dunno dunno!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. here's a little something i came across a while back in australia while going on my manga marathons as usual:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SWbudEdDocI/AAAAAAAAAa8/XF2MUGiVZIU/s1600-h/her_majesty_s_dog_c17_part_two_9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 512px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SWbudEdDocI/AAAAAAAAAa8/XF2MUGiVZIU/s320/her_majesty_s_dog_c17_part_two_9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289176995572457922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is something bout Beauty and the Beast....&lt;br /&gt;(from Her Majesty's Dog, by Takeuchi Mick, vol4 ch17 part two page19)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[the conversation between Hyoue (the guy) and Amane (the girl)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Amane:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Hyoue?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hyoue:&lt;/span&gt; Hey Amane.. Beauty falls in love with the beast guy and his curse is broken. that's how the story ends right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Amane:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Yes! It's meant to show that you can't judge a person by their appearance!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Hyoue: &lt;/span&gt;Don't you think that's.... strange?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Amane:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; What's strange about it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Hyoue:&lt;/span&gt; If Beauty loves him eventhough he's a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; beast&lt;/span&gt;.. then why should he become &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;human&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahhahahaa.. yeah.. this was something i thought was kinda true.. i mean i thought appearances don't matter when it comes to this 'true love'... i mean.. beauty 'loves' him for who he is inside no? so why must he become a human again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.. just something to think about yeah? these Disney love-fairytale stories.. tsk tsk tsk..sigh lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHHHA! anyways.. i'll just go off now and get myself something to do! ehehhehehee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-8087597313455961397?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/8087597313455961397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=8087597313455961397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/8087597313455961397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/8087597313455961397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2009/01/lalallalalaalalalala.html' title='lalallalalaalalalala~~~~'/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SWbudEdDocI/AAAAAAAAAa8/XF2MUGiVZIU/s72-c/her_majesty_s_dog_c17_part_two_9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-5440953535207682380</id><published>2009-01-05T04:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T07:06:28.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>current mood: VERY HAPPY :)</title><content type='html'>hhahahahhahahaaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;I. FEEL. EXTREMELY. :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1) &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;GLAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;RELIEVED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;AT PEACE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; ANYTHING THAT DESCRIBES A POSITIVE FEELING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAHAHAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KL. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SPORE&lt;/span&gt;. KL. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SPORE&lt;/span&gt;. KL. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SPORE&lt;/span&gt;. KL. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SPORE&lt;/span&gt;. KL. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SPORE&lt;/span&gt;. KL. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SPORE&lt;/span&gt;. KL. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SPORE&lt;/span&gt;. KL. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SPORE&lt;/span&gt;. KL. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SPORE&lt;/span&gt;. KL. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SPORE&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait for me my dear darling friends!!! I'M COMINGGGGGG! :) :) :D :P&lt;br /&gt;though its only plans now though.. heheh.. though im 95% sure it'll be realised.. HEHEHEHE....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the truth is slowly surfacing, and it becomes more and more clear. and yes, i guess it's safe to think that i was right after all.. 'cause you see? i knew. i just knew. all these while, all along.... i knew it all.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUAHAHAHHAAHHAAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOOD TIMES :) :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's me and a beloved good friend i've known for eleven years :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SWIFrlUtMcI/AAAAAAAAAak/6eh-FwkE0bs/s1600-h/IMG_7659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SWIFrlUtMcI/AAAAAAAAAak/6eh-FwkE0bs/s320/IMG_7659.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287795158797857218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SWIFxlNodNI/AAAAAAAAAa0/SXPa_594HbQ/s1600-h/IMG_7658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SWIFxlNodNI/AAAAAAAAAa0/SXPa_594HbQ/s320/IMG_7658.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287795261847401682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SWIFr8kpxLI/AAAAAAAAAas/9o9f0f6v5Ss/s1600-h/IMG_7661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SWIFr8kpxLI/AAAAAAAAAas/9o9f0f6v5Ss/s320/IMG_7661.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287795165038757042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i think i seriously need a haircut. HAHAAHAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalalalalalalalallaa.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah oh yeah oh yeah oh yeah oh yeah~~~~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-5440953535207682380?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/5440953535207682380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=5440953535207682380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/5440953535207682380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/5440953535207682380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2009/01/current-mood-very-happy.html' title='current mood: VERY HAPPY :)'/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SWIFrlUtMcI/AAAAAAAAAak/6eh-FwkE0bs/s72-c/IMG_7659.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-7813925614077970339</id><published>2009-01-01T09:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T10:22:53.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>haha inspiration?</title><content type='html'>lol guess what.. i've just found an incredible manga that i found very inspirational.. well, to me at least. LOL it may not be that touching and all, but it has some great principles and etc in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doubt! - by &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kaneyoshi Izumi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SV0FgULp0rI/AAAAAAAAAaU/FiErsTyh0_Q/s1600-h/img001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SV0FgULp0rI/AAAAAAAAAaU/FiErsTyh0_Q/s320/img001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286387590334370482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"being born beautiful gives a girl a 50% headstart. but she has to make up the other 50% on her own."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha how true that is. for one to be beautiful, one has to make her efforts. nothing comes for free y'know? gotta work hard for everything you wanna get.&lt;br /&gt;looks like i'm gonna get my ass working and back on track :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(but, beauty doesnt guarantee happiness does it? lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Sugar addiction - by &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yang Ah Maria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SV0Fg0ByUgI/AAAAAAAAAac/SRUUe5RpdXo/s1600-h/Sugar_Addiction_v04_ch23_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SV0Fg0ByUgI/AAAAAAAAAac/SRUUe5RpdXo/s320/Sugar_Addiction_v04_ch23_001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286387598882918914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then this is a manhwa i just read.. haha i liked the love scenes! LOL though i actually did sense a little shounen ai sparks coming but thank god the author didnt go that direction. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's funny how Manga/manhwa/manhuas all are only fantasy/dreams/fictional. coz the hero is always tall, handsome, gallant and charming whilst the heroine is cute, pretty, beautiful, popular and there is always a happy ending where they ALWAYS somehow end up together to give a brilliant ending. well, thats true for most shoujo romance manga/manhwa/manhuas.. guess that's also why girls like to read them so much since it never really happens in real life.. sad but true.. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. enough talk bout that. i'm gonna get some sleep now. :)&lt;br /&gt;Good night people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-7813925614077970339?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/7813925614077970339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=7813925614077970339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/7813925614077970339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/7813925614077970339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2009/01/haha-inspiration.html' title='haha inspiration?'/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SV0FgULp0rI/AAAAAAAAAaU/FiErsTyh0_Q/s72-c/img001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-8627987513778662139</id><published>2008-12-31T08:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T08:35:18.581-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR 2009!!!!!! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;today marks the end of 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2008 has been a wonderful year, with my share of ups and downs and some anti-social moments and sacrifices; a memorable year with lots of valuable lessons i've learnt throughout,  of which i cannot and would not trade for anything else. It was a fantastic and great year. and i'm happy. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, lets gladly welcome the new year - 2009: which i hope will be better than the last. a new chapter begins as we embark our journey into our uni life. a step closer to adulthood! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For me, it'll be a year where dreams may come true (or not?). i will have to find that out for myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;For those still in college/pre-U, do your best and study hard! give it your all people!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;For those still waiting for results/entering Uni (like me), All the best and hope that everyone will enter their preferred course at the university of their choice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;as always, we pray for the best, and let things fall nicely into place! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I wish you all a great, fun-filled, wonderful, joyful and memorable new year!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I wish all of you the best of luck and lotsa smiles!!!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;WELCOME 2009!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Lets enjoy our last teen-year people!!!! XD &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/3890915236449928813-8627987513778662139?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/8627987513778662139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=8627987513778662139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/8627987513778662139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/8627987513778662139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-new-year-2009.html' title='HAPPY NEW YEAR 2009!!!!!! :)'/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-9207771520714240699</id><published>2008-12-21T06:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T08:55:14.145-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ahhh relaxation?? :)</title><content type='html'>yesu! i have been back for a few days and i have been resting, RESTING and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;RESTING!!! &lt;/span&gt;MUAHAHAHA lalallalalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how nice it feels. to wake up and ask yourself: "okay, so what should i do today?" and a comforting reply: "i dunno. haven't decided." HAHAHHAHAAHA doesnt that sound so..... free?? HOHOHOHOH! it certainly does. HOHOHOHOHO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and btw, i have managed to complete one manga series 'Tokyo Crazy Paradise' of 19 volumes in a day, plus rereading it twice and nice parts-4times. HOHOHOHO. Tokyo Crazy Paradise is written/drawn by the same artist as Skip Beat, Nakamura Yoshiki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you one thing. Tokyo Crazy Paradise is A MUST READ!!! OMg. i can't believe i only noticed it just few days ago. all these while i did come across it, and i read the summary a few times and i went, "oh yeah not bad.. will read it some day bla bla" but i never actually do. but ever since i've been crazy over skip beat, i decided to try out other works by Nakamura Yoshiki and wahla! .. and my personal review for this absolutely fantastic manga is: IT IS VERY VERY VERY GOOD!!!! :) i liked it better than Skip Beat, coz i prefer martial arts to show biz.. so yup.. definitely one good manga to recommend and it is complete.. as in.. the translations/scanlations are complete up to volume 19. It's sad to see that it is not licensed, coz i would reaaaallly wanna buy the english version. (eventhough it may coz ~rm30 per volume.. I would definitely splash on this one :)) so yup. right now, i'm praying that Vizmedia would hurry up and recognise this fabolous manga and license it then i'll be the first one to buy it! huahahahhaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tokyo Crazy Paradise by Nakamura Yoshiki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SU5ScIq1bkI/AAAAAAAAAaM/-RrV8bPFaJ4/s1600-h/i38592.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 199px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SU5ScIq1bkI/AAAAAAAAAaM/-RrV8bPFaJ4/s320/i38592.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282250056269131330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the year 2020 AD, and Tokyo II is a city infested with crime. Women can no longer go out in the streets alone without being victimized. Not wanting their daughter to suffer the same fate, Tsukasa Kozuki's cop parents raise her as a boy. When they are suddenly killed by one of the yakuza's in-fights, Tsukasa is left orphaned on the streets along with her three brothers. With no other options, she goes to the only person she can think of for help: pokerface Ryuji Shirogami, her classmate of 8 years and also the head leader of the powerful yakuza group, Kuryugumi. Ryuji, whose father was also a victim of the same yakuza fight, agrees to take her on as his personal bodyguard. As they set out to find their enemy, Ryuji slaps an increasing amount of debt onto Tsukasa, using all manner of ploys to keep the reluctant Tsukasa by his side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Summary by Mangaupdates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for downloads,just follow the links:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mangatraders.com/manga/series/91/"&gt;Mangatraders&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mangatemple.com/content/view/803/107/"&gt;Mangatemple&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mangadownload.net/Manga/92/"&gt;Mangadownloads&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or if you prefer reading online, then go to: &lt;a href="http://www.mangafox.com/page/manga/series/103/tokyo_crazy_paradise/"&gt;Mangafox&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA! enjoy people! :) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and btw. i'm loving my mac. :)&lt;br /&gt;i am missing some people. :( T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;somewhere deep down in my heart i knew, but i refused to believe. why? because i didn't want to. i only wished that we could be how i wished we could be. but in the end, i knew that it was all just my own wishful thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;questions still remain unanswered.&lt;br /&gt;it's only a matter of time before my assumptions are verified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/3890915236449928813-9207771520714240699?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/9207771520714240699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=9207771520714240699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/9207771520714240699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/9207771520714240699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2008/12/ahhh-relaxation.html' title='ahhh relaxation?? :)'/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SU5ScIq1bkI/AAAAAAAAAaM/-RrV8bPFaJ4/s72-c/i38592.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-1744359945262015666</id><published>2008-12-02T05:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T06:49:54.434-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/STVDQjD7JvI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/bF7E5zcDnXk/s320/n663080253_5079566_3097.jpg'/><title type='text'>the left behinds~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sunday - 30th November 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;daytime: i was spring cleaning my house like cleaning toilet, bathroom etc, which was one condition my mom had to allow my beloved 5 friends over for the night. finished everything and was ready by 5 smth and booked a room for 7.30. but then there was some delay *haha* and we only got to our room at 8... (the guangliang guy lookalike couldnt get us our booked room) and so we ate dinner and sang all the way till 11.45pm and reached home at exactly 12am 1Dec 2008. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;night's still early, so we all got changed and grabbed the box of mini-candles, and my lighter and headed outside our house and did our secret rendevous~ HAHAHHA. abit cold but those candles kept us warm. oh yes it did. LOL &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/STU975t59YI/AAAAAAAAAX8/59yZ3mbrP4Y/s320/n663080253_5079523_9937.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275190637849343362" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the start: lighting them.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/STU98AfCL5I/AAAAAAAAAYc/gfLh-6nR7Fw/s320/n663080253_5079538_4618.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275190639666016146" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;arranged into heart-shape &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/STU975gawJI/AAAAAAAAAYE/4hEKC-0P6ho/s320/n663080253_5079527_965.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275190637792772242" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heart shape ready for camwhoring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/STU98DBab8I/AAAAAAAAAYM/UC2WJ_XbhwE/s320/n663080253_5079530_1850.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275190640347082690" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;camwhore solo-take&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/STU98KTh7vI/AAAAAAAAAYU/J7b3HCXIrk0/s320/n663080253_5079535_3548.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275190642302119666" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;camwhore group-take (&lt;3)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/STU--2usO6I/AAAAAAAAAYk/uifZQCLaVac/s320/n663080253_5079541_5477.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275191788098567074" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reshaping: '08, with assistants protecting my hair frm being burnt by candlefires&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/STU-_km3jCI/AAAAAAAAAY8/UBDA9RhI8Q8/s320/n663080253_5079550_7997.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275191800413785122" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;perfecting it~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/STU--748OYI/AAAAAAAAAYs/oxeCs9Nq9Fo/s320/n663080253_5079546_6847.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275191789483735426" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;camwhore group-take (o8)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/STU-_aH_CMI/AAAAAAAAAY0/2BfFaOoNHwQ/s320/n663080253_5079549_7707.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275191797599897794" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reshaping again: our constellation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/STU_AP4VSgI/AAAAAAAAAZE/ZbfnxQzNaDw/s320/n663080253_5079551_8263.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275191812029762050" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;constellation pond :) ready for camwhoring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/STU_hJCgH_I/AAAAAAAAAZM/yEALVvJkA7o/s320/n663080253_5079564_2164.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275192377129050098" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/STU_iilZFcI/AAAAAAAAAZs/NTYebN_leTI/s1600-h/n663080253_5079570_4753.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;camwhore solo-take (constellation)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/STVI5ySiTKI/AAAAAAAAAaE/w0bCTqDHKRQ/s320/n663080253_5079568_4125.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275202696123665570" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;making of camwhore solo-take (constellation)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/STU_iilZFcI/AAAAAAAAAZs/NTYebN_leTI/s320/n663080253_5079570_4753.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275192401166144962" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/STU_iilZFcI/AAAAAAAAAZs/NTYebN_leTI/s1600-h/n663080253_5079570_4753.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;camwhore group-take (constellation)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/STVAXJwBF_I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/DhZFqv2a9dg/s320/n663080253_5079571_5076.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275193305032890354" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;camwhore group-take 2 (constellation)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/STU_hTUJMcI/AAAAAAAAAZU/9TEN0gOgFjM/s320/n663080253_5079565_2768.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275192379887399362" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;footsteps round our constellation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/STVDQjD7JvI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/bF7E5zcDnXk/s320/n663080253_5079566_3097.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275196490103072498" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;finished product&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL. that took us bout an hour and a half. the time was around 1.30am. then we went to cook popcorns and headed into the tv room for some shots of not-so-horror movies like grimm love (which featured some gay-cannibal-dark-crazy/fearless girl) and the nun (featuring some catholic school, nun, fat lady, water). wasnt so scary and we fast-forwarded lots of parts because the whole thing was moving too slowly and we grew impatient. sigh. angmoh horror movies are disappointing. =.= by the time we finished the nun it was already 4.18am and we went to sleep!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then woke up bout 5.45am coz heard some sounds and was thinkin maybe it might be the nun. but wait.. there's no water? ahha . nah it was my bro and then i got up and went on laptop, realized that my long-awaited skip beat episode has been released, and thus the download button was activated. then at bout 6smth bro came back with a fren and me, mom and rach went to send him home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;came back and we chilled around/ate breakfast/etc for awhile then we headed of to school for some errands to do and then sent ellie&amp;amp;deb&amp;amp;ying home and we went karaoke &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;! lol and then went home! uwargh super tired and slept from 8pm till the next day! lalalallaa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;huahahahaha. and today... my macbook came! :) have already been hours on it and now my eyes hurt. HOHOHOHHO ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ciaos me going to sleep now~ hohohho &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-1744359945262015666?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/1744359945262015666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=1744359945262015666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/1744359945262015666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/1744359945262015666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2008/12/left-behinds.html' title='the left behinds~'/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/STU975t59YI/AAAAAAAAAX8/59yZ3mbrP4Y/s72-c/n663080253_5079523_9937.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-1529033270161413127</id><published>2008-11-28T07:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T19:08:04.091-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some reviews and recommendations :)</title><content type='html'>Okay. to all manga fans out there who read my blog.. here are some must reads.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who like serious not-really-comedy kinds of genre (drama, romance) read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. Hana Yori Dango&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made into drama series.. i'm sure you've heard the Taiwanese 'Meteor Garden', Japanese 'Hana Yori Dango' and now they also have a Korean version. I'm sure you guys know roughly what the story's like but here's a link to the summary:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mangaupdates.com/series.html?id=328"&gt;http://www.mangaupdates.com/series.html?id=328&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's really good, trust me. you'll love it. :) one great work by Kamio Youko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. Akuma de Sourou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This manga was also made into a drama series.... heard of the Taiwanese 'Devil Beside You'? starring Rainie Yang and Mike He.. lol though i seriously think the manga is so much better.. the art is great too! i always love Takanashi Mitsuba's works.. :) this manga's bout u know.. love between unrelated-siblings.. ;) . i love takeru in there, btw. he's just so... ah~bishounen! HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;summary link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mangaupdates.com/series.html?id=1337"&gt;http://www.mangaupdates.com/series.html?id=1337&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. Mars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one was also made into a Taiwanese Drama series starring Barbie Xu and Vic Zhou (both of them also starred in the taiwanese Meteor garden.. Barbie Xu=Makino, Vic Zhou=Rui)&lt;br /&gt;this one's a little sad.. coz there are lots of 'deep' stuff to it.. and lots of screwed up depressed characters there but it's a beautiful romance story and the art's good too.. so yes. it's a must as well.. :) summary link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mangaupdates.com/series.html?id=1067"&gt;http://www.mangaupdates.com/series.html?id=1067&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4. Cat Street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is also one good manga that i've just found recently.. another great work by Kamio Youko(yes, she's the author for Hana Yori Dango).. it's really deep and touching, a bout this former child actress who is a recluse and shut herself from society.. then attends this El Liston school which is a free school where people like her attend.. :) lots of beautiful friendships! :) a must read! :) summary link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mangaupdates.com/series.html?id=423"&gt;http://www.mangaupdates.com/series.html?id=423&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5. Paradise Kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is by Ai Yazawa(the one who wrote Nana) and its bout fashion... its good too, and was made into an anime :) here's the link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mangaupdates.com/series.html?id=1144"&gt;http://www.mangaupdates.com/series.html?id=1144&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6. Gokinjou Monogatari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is also by Ai Yazawa, and its the prequel to Paradise Kiss, which tells the story of Miwako's sister, Mikako (who later created the Happy Berry brand).. its also good, and honestly i prefer this one to Paradise Kiss because it has more of .. you know.. a direction, a goal and dream to achieve along with more talented people .. also more pure withouth so many sex scenes.. hahhaa :) link: &lt;a href="http://www.mangaupdates.com/series.html?id=358"&gt;http://www.mangaupdates.com/series.html?id=358&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, i should give a warning here.. Ai Yazawa's works have a special kind of feel to it... and i'm meaning the art.. coz they are all really skinny with really long limbs.. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. i think that's all i can think of right now.. other favourites with genres like adventure, sport, horror, mystery:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. Slam Dunk [Sport, comedy]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is about basketball.. Sakuragi Hanamichi a pitiful freshman who has never failed to be rejected by girls all his 15 years of life! just as he was about to give up hope on love, he met the cute Haruka, which is the sister of the basketball captain in the school. to chase after his new 'blossoming spring' he joins the basketball team and realises he also has some talent in basketball. he meets his nemesis, Rukawa Kaede who is the ace of the basketball team and hanamichi's rival in love..(only one sided though). the basketball team form a group of good players: Center: Akagi(captain), Forward: Miyagi, Rukawa, Hanamichi and Mitsui(3-pointer). then start Shohoku's basketball journey through many tournaments till they reach the Nationals. very nice and funny manga which has inspired many to play basketball lol not to mention they have lots of bishies there (eg Rukawa, Sendoh and Fujima) hahhaha. about 32 volumes long, and a must read. :)&lt;br /&gt;btw, the art sort of changes along the way so their faces at vol1 will be slightly different and vol32. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. Groove Adventure Rave [Adventure, Fantasy, Comedy]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a very good manga for laughter.. lotsa weird creatures and funny expressions. an adventure story. summary link: &lt;a href="http://www.mangaupdates.com/series.html?id=1150"&gt;http://www.mangaupdates.com/series.html?id=1150&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was also made into an anime, featuring the first arc. :) i'm gonna collect the whole series so you can probably give it a high rating :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. Detective Academy Q [Horror, Mystery, Comedy]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's also an anime for this, and both are good.. though the manga has more cases. this is abit more realistic than the Hajime Kindaichi one, coz they do their detective work in a group.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mangaupdates.com/series.html?id=4106"&gt;http://www.mangaupdates.com/series.html?id=4106&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4. The Files of Hajime Kindaichi [Horror, Mystery, Comedy]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is also made into an anime though it's pretty old. it's older than detective academy Q, but it's good too. the cases are intriguing as well, main guy is Hajime Kindaichi. maybe you can say it's romance as well because he likes Miyuki, his childhood friend who follows him around.. (she likes him too lol).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, these two works (Detective Academy Q and Hajime Kindaichi) by Satou Fumiya are all based on mostly murder cases with dead bodies etc.. and the killer is usually someone they know. a bit typical kind of story with each case, but the interesting part is how they solve the mystery. both are good mangas to read!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5. Rabbit Doubt [Horror, Mystery]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one is a new one and still ongoing, by Tonogai Yoshiki. story's bout this murderous game, full of doubt, mistrust and betrayal. summary: &lt;a href="http://www.mangaupdates.com/series.html?id=18068"&gt;http://www.mangaupdates.com/series.html?id=18068&lt;/a&gt; .. this one is up to you to read it.. to me, i read it coz it's different and abit creepy. lol i still like it though hahahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then others which are romance, comedy, school life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. Her Majesty's Dog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mangaupdates.com/series.html?id=4880"&gt;http://www.mangaupdates.com/series.html?id=4880&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still ongoing i think. it's a cute story, but as it progresses, it becomes a bit sadder.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. Cheeky Angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one's a must, and it's really really funny. i'm collecting this series and its sad to know that it's not that recognised and famous. sigh. sometimes good mangas are underestimated. but although the art isn't as good as others, it still is a MUST read. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mangaupdates.com/series.html?id=5090"&gt;http://www.mangaupdates.com/series.html?id=5090&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. GTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one's pretty famous, there's an anime and also a drama. its mainly school life, story similar to gokusen yet different,showing how a perverted-gangster male teacher deals with students with issues. quite touching, and also has a little romance to it:) its GOOOD. i have the whole complete series :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mangaupdates.com/series.html?id=185"&gt;http://www.mangaupdates.com/series.html?id=185&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4. Skip Beat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;personal favourite, a treasure i've just found out only recently. it's about show business and the entertainment world. it's really good. with lots of extreme expressions which undoubtly adds to the humour. lol art's good too i should say. :). and yes absolutely recommended! there's an anime for it too, and it's ongoing. SHOULD WATCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i'm considering to collect this series :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mangaupdates.com/series.html?id=376"&gt;http://www.mangaupdates.com/series.html?id=376&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5. Perfect Girl Evolution&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an absolute MUST WATCH. this is not something you should miss. art's good.. (though some might say weird) and its really funny and its sweet at the same time. :) there's also an anime for this, already completed last year.. so GO AHEAD AND WATCH! though i would say that the manga is better than the anime coz its longer and has more episodes?lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mangaupdates.com/series.html?id=1258"&gt;http://www.mangaupdates.com/series.html?id=1258&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6. Dengeki Daisy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love the art for this one, and it's touching and funny at the same time. there are extreme expressions, which adds to the humour. same artist as beast master, which is also another wonderful work. :) &lt;a href="http://www.mangaupdates.com/series.html?id=13582"&gt;http://www.mangaupdates.com/series.html?id=13582&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's ongoing btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7. Beast Master&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one is one of the best short volume mangas that i've ever read. i remember how i've always anticipated the next scanlated chapter's release. it's complete now though. GO AHEAD AND READ IT. Motomi Kyousuke sure does really nice works. :) a must read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mangaupdates.com/series.html?id=9980"&gt;http://www.mangaupdates.com/series.html?id=9980&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8. Special A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's an anime for this one, but DON'T WATCH IT. it'll ruin the whole thing. the anime is bad bad bad. the manga is absolutely lovely though. beautiful art, and nice funny expressions they have there. and it's still ongoing. &lt;a href="http://www.mangaupdates.com/series.html?id=1858"&gt;http://www.mangaupdates.com/series.html?id=1858&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;9. F.I.V.E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is one of the good mangas that i love. unfortunately, updates for releases of chapters are really slow. it's still ongoing.. but i somehow (dunno why) really love this manga. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mangaupdates.com/series.html?id=1819"&gt;http://www.mangaupdates.com/series.html?id=1819&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10. Gakuen Alice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still an ongoing manga. main characters Mikan, Ruka, Natsuma and Hotaru are all still in elementary school, 11 year olds. yes it might sound childish but as you read more and more, you find that there's more to it than just some immature story bout kids. and they are more mature than they seem. it's really a good one to read, and it gets better and better as the story proceeds from the beginning to the end. also one manga i'm considering of collecting. :) there's also an anime to it, but the anime only shows the beginning part of the story, so many might think of it as childish but it won't hurt to watch it too. :) i loved it from the anime hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mangaupdates.com/series.html?id=179"&gt;http://www.mangaupdates.com/series.html?id=179&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's supernatural btw. with powers they possess, called "Alices". :) enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;11. Akuma to Love Song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is still ongoing, and a story that i'm following constantly despite the slow releases. but its okay coz it's one of my favourites. :) &lt;a href="http://www.mangaupdates.com/series.html?id=11243"&gt;http://www.mangaupdates.com/series.html?id=11243&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry.. its quite late already so i'm lazy to leave my comments.. haha just read the summaries for now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;12. Aishiteruze Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mangaupdates.com/series.html?id=123"&gt;http://www.mangaupdates.com/series.html?id=123&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;13. Daa Daa Daa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mangaupdates.com/series.html?id=879"&gt;http://www.mangaupdates.com/series.html?id=879&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;14. Hana Kimi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very good. recommended. it's scanlation is complete as well. sure you've heard of the taiwanese drama "hanakimi: Hua yang sao nian sao nu" and the Japanese drama, "Hanazakarino Kimitachie" which means 'for you in full bloom'. a MUST READ full of comedy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mangaupdates.com/series.html?id=2"&gt;http://www.mangaupdates.com/series.html?id=2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;15. Ouran High School Host Club&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny, must read. but if u don't want to, watch the anime. anime's good too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;16. Heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must read. very funny, the expressions are extremely funny. though i have a feeling no one's scanlating them anymore. :( what a waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mangaupdates.com/series.html?id=716"&gt;http://www.mangaupdates.com/series.html?id=716&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm that's all i can think of now.. there's more really good ones but i can't remember them off hand.. :) when i do i shall do them in another post hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and animes you must watch{all oso got romance}:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Toradora (comedy/school life)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Seto No Hanayome (comedy/mermaid)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Twelve Kingdoms (fantasy)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Perfect Girl Evolution (comedy/slice of life)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Vampire Knight (vampires/drama)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Skip Beat (show biz/comedy)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Ouran High School Host Club (comedy/host club)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Final Approach (comedy/slice of life/school life)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Full Metal Panic Fumoffu (comedy/military[or was it mecha??])&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Full Metal Panic (comedy/military)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. Vandread (Mecha)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. Groove Adventure Rave/Rave Master (comedy/fantasy/adventure)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for summaries of animes, go to &lt;a href="http://www.animenewsnetwork.com/"&gt;http://www.animenewsnetwork.com/&lt;/a&gt;, there you'll find all the summaries there.. :)&lt;br /&gt;for mangas, to download, go to &lt;a href="http://www.mangatraders.com/"&gt;http://www.mangatraders.com/&lt;/a&gt;, register and you'll be able to download most there. some are not on there though but there are millions there so you can go and browse there. if you want online reading, go to &lt;a href="http://www.mangafox.com/"&gt;http://www.mangafox.com/&lt;/a&gt;.. they also have plenty. :)&lt;br /&gt;for anime download, go to &lt;a href="http://www.animesuki.com/"&gt;http://www.animesuki.com/&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.baka-updates.com/"&gt;http://www.baka-updates.com/&lt;/a&gt;. downloads are by torrent only, so you need something like a torrent downloader like Bitcomet etc. you can download the Bitcomet program from &lt;a href="http://www.download.com/"&gt;http://www.download.com/&lt;/a&gt;.. just type Bitcomet and it'll come out. then download it, press run. and then you're all set to go! when you download torrents from animesuki and baka updates, ur bitcomet program will appear.. and then wah-la. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just so you know, there are lots of mangas and animes that are nice. those listed here are just the few. i've read thousands over, ranging from manhuas, manhwas and mangas and yes i will one day put up more to recommend. now i'm going off to sleep! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy yourselves! :)&lt;br /&gt;HEHHHE. GOOD NIGHT PEOPLE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-1529033270161413127?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/1529033270161413127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=1529033270161413127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/1529033270161413127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/1529033270161413127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2008/11/some-reviews-and-recommendations_28.html' title='Some reviews and recommendations :)'/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-1875570137660940647</id><published>2008-11-27T02:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T02:22:03.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>at peace.... at last~~</title><content type='html'>YAY. ME IS FEELING HAPPY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interview's done... with hopeful feelings...&lt;br /&gt;now its time to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PLAY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;PLAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;PLAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;PLAY&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with no worries, no stress, no mental recitations(of interview answers)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#336666;"&gt;I HAVE GRANTED MYSELF A TICKET TO NO-WORRY-LAND. WOOHOOOOO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't get enough of singing. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalallalala~lalalallala~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'm one happy wen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw. i'm thinking of changing blog url. though i don't have good suggestions for it. hahaha i came up with iamsuperwen.blogspot.com hahhahahahaha but my bro said it was lame. =.= and i seriously thought that was really 'me' kinda blogname. T.T or should i go with vewenisation.blogspot.com or the boring vewen.blogspot.com... hahhaa maybe i should go simple sometimes? HAHHAAH oh well. ideas, anyone? lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-1875570137660940647?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/1875570137660940647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=1875570137660940647' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/1875570137660940647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/1875570137660940647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2008/11/at-peace-at-last.html' title='at peace.... at last~~'/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-4259834885320828965</id><published>2008-11-19T17:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T14:14:28.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a half happy/sad</title><content type='html'>Happy? coz highschool studying is finally done.&lt;br /&gt;Sad? pfft. its so obvious isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week: Omi left without saying goodbye. it'll be ages till i see her again.&lt;br /&gt;Day before yesterday: Melbu and Isha left. it'll be ages till i see them again.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday: Wanyu &amp;amp; Wanshing: it'll be ages till i see them again.&lt;br /&gt;This Saturday: Bev and Reen. it'll be ages till i see them again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's more really. and truth is, its not really like i won't be seeing them again, since i've already promised a visit to Spore &amp;amp; KL, and they are welcoming me with wide open arms. but after that........ we probably won't be seeing each other again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's funny how you meet people in your life. and i guess its fate whether or not we actually meet someone. that's why we treasure each other so much. why i say its fate-its coz we could have gone somewhere else, some other school, some other country. I didn't have to come to Australia because I had the option of remaining in Penang and going to Uplands. I didn't have to come to MLC because I could have gone to St. Hildas. I didn't have to go to Year 10 because by right, i should have gone to Year 11. I'm sure that everyone of us also feels the same. We all could have been somewhere else, and yet we came here, to MLC, the Year 12 Graduates of 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking back, i realised that ever since i came here, i've learnt alot of things. i've learnt to appreciate everything that came. holding things important to you dearly, and always looking at the bright side of things. &lt;em&gt;i became more positive.&lt;/em&gt; i've learnt to love who you are inside, and love your roots. yes, that was one of the greatest lessons i've learnt here. being in a different place with a different culture and where everyone's hair and skin colour are so different that you find your differences special. i actually felt, "i thank god i'm asian and that i'm chinese" compared to the me back then who always thought of the angmohs as one level higher than us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coming here, i've learnt that not everyone thinks like you do, and not everyone is like you. everyone has different personalities and characters that you have to have their feelings in mind. things that you think are okay may not be for someone else, and things that they think are okay may not be so for you. everyone is different, each with their own minds and perspectives, special with every individual. and thats why we respect each other's views.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i've learnt to accept differences, to be more considerate and understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i've learnt to adapt.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of the people i've met here, and those that i will meet again, all of them--&gt; a wonderful cohort full of vigor, life and smiles. yes. smiles. always cheerful and bright, always brightening up my day. being with you guys always made me smile and lift up my spirits whenever i'm feeling down. and i'm sure it's not only me who feels like this, but each and everyone of you guys as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i truly respect the boarders for being able to live with each other for 3 years. no doubt it was not easy living with so many people together all the time for 3 years straight. with so many people with so different personalities, i doubt it was an easy task. they had to be accepting, tolerant and considerate, being faced with 'true colours' 24/7. alot of things daygirls don't know bout certain people, they know all. as a result, they have all grew in maturity into an amazing bunch of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest of us daygirls (whom i think we all at one time wished we were boarders) treasured our freedom we had and had our own traditions. Pon-ing PE, the whole day, going to ct after P.E. on Wednesdays week Bs, bbt/neoprints/tfusion/sing k on last days of school (since year10), lunching in the library, cursing librarians, rereading the very few jap magazines availabe and saying "shit she's so pretty/thin/nice hair/eyes etc" and lots more. damn. we're so gonna miss all these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;times we had together, like during lunch, going out, sing k, socials (though i didn't go to many), and afters.... all of them never fail to be fun. i bet we all have fond memories of those times we were together, especially this year. despite me being here for 3 years, i've really gotten closer to more people this year, and i'm really glad for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally just wanted to say that i am really glad to have met and known you guys, and came to mlc. all these times we had together, we'll remember forever.(wow that rhymes) here, i've met lots of fascinating, beautiful and wonderful people, those that i can't trade for with anyone else. you guys are special and important to me.&lt;br /&gt;and i thank you guys for being my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Thank you. my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now as one chapter comes to an end, a new one is about to start.&lt;br /&gt;we'll all be chasing dreams and enjoying life. won't we? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep in touch always. chat/calls/facebook/visits. use whatever means we have. because we'll promise each other a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;friendship forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE YOU GUYS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dedicated to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle Chu Rachel Kueh Doreen Rustam Naomi Yeo Adeline Loh Victoria Wong Felicia Toh Wanyu Guo Claudia Lim Wanshing Tang Shareen Tang Ying Teo Beverly Neo Iyesha Jamaludin Elizabeth Tan Deborah Tan Tam Natheethong Deedy Jariyavarapong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-4259834885320828965?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/4259834885320828965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=4259834885320828965' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/4259834885320828965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/4259834885320828965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2008/11/half-happysad.html' title='a half happy/sad'/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-6379844012139459180</id><published>2008-11-17T21:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T21:28:11.859-08:00</updated><title type='text'>100% complete - A smiling wen is born.</title><content type='html'>HARHARHARHARHARHARHARHAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I. AM. SO. DONE.&lt;br /&gt;I. AM. FREE.&lt;br /&gt;I. AM. EMANCIPATED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MY &lt;strong&gt;TRIATHLON &lt;/strong&gt;STARTS TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;WHICH CONSISTS OF THREE TYPES:&lt;br /&gt;1. MANGA MARATHON&lt;br /&gt;2. ANIME MARATHON&lt;br /&gt;3. GAME MARATHON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WISH ME LUCK SO THAT I CAN WIN THE GOLDEN TROPHY... I.E. NUMBER ONE. HOHOHHOHOHO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MANGA ANIME GAME : COME TO MAMA!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-6379844012139459180?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/6379844012139459180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=6379844012139459180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/6379844012139459180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/6379844012139459180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2008/11/100-complete-smiling-wen-is-born.html' title='100% complete - A smiling wen is born.'/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-4111046595783597543</id><published>2008-11-12T04:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:01:18.834-08:00</updated><title type='text'>80% complete.</title><content type='html'>hohohohohoho.&lt;br /&gt;4/5 done = 80% complete. though it already feels like 100%. hahaha. sucks to feel like freedom is so within your grasp but not really. so close, yet so far. damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so TEE for me is partially over. was alright so far, or should i say i have done my best and yes; Absolutely &lt;strong&gt;NO REGRETS&lt;/strong&gt; at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh but probably the fact that i should have done more Lee practices throughout the year. but hey! i did the most AMath questions i did in my entire life yesterday okay? i can't believe i did from question to question, one after another.&lt;br /&gt;-____________-&lt;br /&gt;but i guess all that sorta helped out for today coz otherwise i would've never figured out how to solve PDF problems (esp Normal ones) and other simple problems. LOL as you can see i &lt;strong&gt;HATE &lt;/strong&gt;math. AMath to be exact. I never practiced it if i could. even during test weeks, i'd leave it to the last and distract myself with other subjects first. yes, it's always the last on my to-do list, which i almost always never succeed in completing...................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. &lt;em&gt;so what&lt;/em&gt;, right? it's &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OVER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; now!!! OMG! i can't believe it! i don't have to contaminate my hands touching AMath anymore in my entire life!! wooohoooooooooooooooooooo! :) (AMath, as of today, I am officially &lt;strong&gt;DUMPING&lt;/strong&gt; you. we're over dude. go get a life.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other exams i've done already such as EALD(hate essay), Chem(yay) and HumanBio(yay) were quite well done... i guess.. and i'll say it again that i'm glad i've done my best, and didn't have to go through the &lt;em&gt;"shit-i-shoulda-study-harder" &lt;/em&gt;feeling. Thank God for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also lotsa credit to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; up above for granting me my &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;super inhumane powers.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;it really worked. like &lt;em&gt;seriously&lt;/em&gt;. when i panicked so much for Human and Chem i actually managed to finish the whole syllabus of Chem(reading chem notes) within one afternoon and night; and finished Human within one day. Amazing right? i could never have done that on my own. [sorry vic dunno why this 'super inhumane powers' failed transmission.. =.= but who cares now that you're all done? lol]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. that reminds me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;BIG CONGRATULATIONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to all those who have already &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FINISHED TEE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; as in done with Year 12, done with highschool &amp;amp; HS exams, done with stinkin textbooks, done with painfully blistered &amp;amp; cramped hand muscles(not to mention blue-purple fingers due to ink leaks; i had that alot esp durin HBio &amp;amp; Chem) and &lt;em&gt;post-war rooms.&lt;/em&gt;(right vic? lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the glorious people who never has to step into Bosisto Hall ever again:&lt;br /&gt;1. Naomi Yeo &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(how dare you leave early for Chem?? i din even get a chance to say goodbye! T_T)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Beverly Neo&lt;br /&gt;3. Victoria Wong aka Melbu&lt;br /&gt;4. Iyesha Jay &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(gonna watch anime now? lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Deedy Jariyavarapong&lt;br /&gt;6. Felicia Toh&lt;br /&gt;7. Ying Teo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations again people. :) well done! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to those who only have one more left: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;STUDY HARD!!!! ITS THE LAST OF THE LAST YOU'LL EVER HAVE TO STUDY FOR!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those people are:&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Physics &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;students &lt;em&gt;(this fri: shareen, ellie &amp;amp; deb)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Accounting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; students &lt;em&gt;(next tues: rach, adeline, tam, wanshing, wanyu and me)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jap&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; students &lt;em&gt;(next fri: reen, mich &amp;amp; des)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck guys!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Thessalonians 3:3-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"But the Lord is faithful; he will make you strong and guard you from the evil one."(evil one=my &lt;strong&gt;distractions&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. i shall resist all temptations. i will focus. coz i'm gonna crush Accounting so badly it will curse the day it was born. i'll make sure it will never see my face again. oh yes i will. Muahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Accounting, BEWARE. &lt;em&gt;I'm out to get you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-4111046595783597543?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/4111046595783597543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=4111046595783597543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/4111046595783597543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/4111046595783597543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2008/11/80-complete.html' title='80% complete.'/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-696031962864495215</id><published>2008-11-04T05:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T05:52:25.685-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress levels at its peak.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I will make the impossible possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so i'm a little bit behind schedule.&lt;br /&gt;and it's piling up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm afraid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i see Applics in my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;and it's haunting me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm scared. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cortisol's working in me with "too-high" a level to concentrate on Chem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm terrified&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will i be able to finish what i must finish??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will, I'm going to and I can.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh God, please grant me super inhumane powers for these two weeks. don't worry i'll be sure to return them to you on the 18th on November at 12.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;Please skewer,burn&amp;amp;destroy my distractions and temptations so that they do not interfere with my critical and most crucial moment in battle. I'm gonna win this battle - &lt;em&gt;the battle against my self&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Yes, I &lt;em&gt;will.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"For I can do everything with the help of Christ who gives me the strength I need." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Phillipians 4:13-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Superwoman is born.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-696031962864495215?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/696031962864495215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=696031962864495215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/696031962864495215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/696031962864495215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2008/11/stress-levels-at-its-peak.html' title='Stress levels at its peak.'/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-540117353578947405</id><published>2008-10-31T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T23:06:36.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One step forward, One step closer.</title><content type='html'>Into the future we go!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQsrgkmJa9I/AAAAAAAAAXU/NiQtO38_9-4/s1600-h/n663080253_4669306_9588.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263348428092042194" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQsrgkmJa9I/AAAAAAAAAXU/NiQtO38_9-4/s320/n663080253_4669306_9588.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(photo stolen frm mich's facebook..beautiful picture no?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. that's right. there's only 2 more days till the official terror of our entire Year 12 life. The moment has come: TEE finally shows its true nature on the November the 3rd. haha. don't make any sense there oh well. anyway, mine's actually in 5 days time; here's the time table:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday - November 6th&lt;/strong&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;EALD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;= &lt;em&gt;PM (at St. Hilda's)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday - November 10th&lt;/strong&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chemistry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; = &lt;em&gt;AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday - November 11th&lt;/strong&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Human Biology&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; = &lt;em&gt;AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday - November 12th&lt;/strong&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Applicable Math&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; = &lt;em&gt;AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday - November 18th&lt;/strong&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Accounting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; = &lt;em&gt;AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that means at 12.30pm of the 18.11.2008, me, adeline and rachel will be jumping and shouting for joy and scream "&lt;em&gt;freedom, freedom, freedom&lt;/em&gt;" bla bla bla. wooooohooooo. excited. definitely. .... gotta get through the whole thing first though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to those whose last paper is Hbio.. heh.. lucky you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway.. here's some pics stolen/grabbed off ppl from graduation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQsrgxij1sI/AAAAAAAAAXc/qSvFAsz8p4A/s1600-h/n663080253_4689133_4555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263348431566657218" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQsrgxij1sI/AAAAAAAAAXc/qSvFAsz8p4A/s320/n663080253_4689133_4555.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Mich and I exploring, camwhoring &amp;amp; taken aback by the wide&amp;amp;spacious toilets CCGS provided just for OUR selfish uses :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQsrhXOIpnI/AAAAAAAAAX0/rpltKhKNSfE/s1600-h/n904595365_4567189_9189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263348441681536626" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQsrhXOIpnI/AAAAAAAAAX0/rpltKhKNSfE/s320/n904595365_4567189_9189.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i miss you guys :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQsrhJ3U3vI/AAAAAAAAAXs/coi47ZbSJ0w/s1600-h/n904595365_4567278_6042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263348438096207602" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQsrhJ3U3vI/AAAAAAAAAXs/coi47ZbSJ0w/s320/n904595365_4567278_6042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(heh. the legendary VW pair. wait.. did i jz say legendary?? hahaha)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQsrhOMI_qI/AAAAAAAAAXk/KHb3tiuxU1E/s1600-h/n904595365_4567083_304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263348439257251490" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQsrhOMI_qI/AAAAAAAAAXk/KHb3tiuxU1E/s320/n904595365_4567083_304.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;coz its jz me and you and a dog named boo ~~ (hey! I am "me" so who's "you" and "boo"?? lol soz im being lame. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. damn. now i kinda feel emo. T.T&lt;br /&gt;okay okay. that's enough of emo-dose for you. (aren't you abit relieved vic? lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what have i been doing recently? well-duh. studying obivously. pure solid studying/doing exam papers?? hahahaha.. leave that to you to make ur own conclusions based on my infamous history &amp;amp; character/personality whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;shit you think i can really sit down 24/7 locked up in my room &lt;strong&gt;STUDYING?&lt;/strong&gt; i need a break too you know!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;-------- excuses i give myself to minimize the guilt &amp;amp; make me feel better. it works everytime you know? *evil grins* heh.&lt;br /&gt;so yes. WHAT have i been doing? hohohoho. come come let me share the love. :) check out below ::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQsq0V7MMdI/AAAAAAAAAXM/EYhh-hrg4uY/s1600-h/PhotoFunia_73dcoohlloopo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263347668239528402" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQsq0V7MMdI/AAAAAAAAAXM/EYhh-hrg4uY/s320/PhotoFunia_73dcoohlloopo.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQsq0DOZVOI/AAAAAAAAAXE/lgZWtnS6z2Q/s1600-h/PhotoFunia_1077b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263347663219807458" style="WIDTH: 182px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQsq0DOZVOI/AAAAAAAAAXE/lgZWtnS6z2Q/s320/PhotoFunia_1077b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQsqzzC-SYI/AAAAAAAAAW8/-QiWZJ7EoJA/s1600-h/PhotoFunia_11fcb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263347658876930434" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQsqzzC-SYI/AAAAAAAAAW8/-QiWZJ7EoJA/s320/PhotoFunia_11fcb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQsqzs5a8GI/AAAAAAAAAW0/nWbKvGWoBzg/s1600-h/PhotoFunia_10b1e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263347657226252386" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQsqzs5a8GI/AAAAAAAAAW0/nWbKvGWoBzg/s320/PhotoFunia_10b1e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my personal favourite:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQsqzaKsebI/AAAAAAAAAWs/lOg9G34xNJM/s1600-h/PhotoFunia_5a45.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263347652198431154" style="WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQsqzaKsebI/AAAAAAAAAWs/lOg9G34xNJM/s320/PhotoFunia_5a45.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. cool huh? just go to &lt;a href="http://www.photofunia.com/"&gt;Photofunia&lt;/a&gt; and have your photo fun! its really easy coz all you need is a pic of yourself and jz go clicky away! :P (that's of course if you havent already gone there and made some for yourself :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. that's one thing you can do if you're feeling stuck and need a little escapade. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright i guess i gotta go now coz its 1.24am. and i'm supposed to be sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;so i will. :)&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight :)&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Be sure to do what you should , for then you will enjoy the personal satisfaction of having done your work well, and you won't need to compare yourself to anyone else."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Galations 6:4-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Good luck and All the best guys.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-540117353578947405?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/540117353578947405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=540117353578947405' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/540117353578947405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/540117353578947405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2008/10/one-more-step-forward.html' title='One step forward, One step closer.'/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQsrgkmJa9I/AAAAAAAAAXU/NiQtO38_9-4/s72-c/n663080253_4669306_9588.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-5516781747300178148</id><published>2008-10-24T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T10:54:40.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Urgh.</title><content type='html'>Dang. Just screwed up my template, so gotta go basic. sheesh. so troublesome. gotta go get new cbox and edit links and all again. damn. will do so when i have free time. T.T (actually i know that we can use old cbox but i dunno how. T.T)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-5516781747300178148?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/5516781747300178148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=5516781747300178148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/5516781747300178148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/5516781747300178148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2008/10/urgh.html' title='Urgh.'/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-4863849037358132267</id><published>2008-10-24T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T22:38:28.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation &amp; Valediction - Year 12 ends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes. We have finally graduated. Congratulations! to the class of 2008!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQH1ckCnhhI/AAAAAAAAAUg/OLE7AG_L09Q/s1600-h/IMG_0288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260755710805247506" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQH1ckCnhhI/AAAAAAAAAUg/OLE7AG_L09Q/s320/IMG_0288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQH3QqEYaJI/AAAAAAAAAVo/55HKbsIxsI4/s1600-h/n663080253_4675852_8962.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260757705288083602" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQH3QqEYaJI/AAAAAAAAAVo/55HKbsIxsI4/s320/n663080253_4675852_8962.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last few days of school were really fun.. we had house farewells, our year 12 tradition to the beach, and on the last day of school -&gt; the satirical assembly + morning YR12 only festival + our crying sessions + goodbyes.&lt;br /&gt;some pictures that i have with me:(will upload more when i grab them off others :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After House Farewells:&lt;br /&gt;(will soon post up pics from house farewellss)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQH4AkvOSnI/AAAAAAAAAWI/T-B-3h-7fTg/s1600-h/P1040176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260758528490883698" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQH4AkvOSnI/AAAAAAAAAWI/T-B-3h-7fTg/s320/P1040176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our boarding house group :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQH4AVH6iVI/AAAAAAAAAWA/HgGxxxDrTXA/s1600-h/P1040114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260758524299479378" style="WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQH4AVH6iVI/AAAAAAAAAWA/HgGxxxDrTXA/s320/P1040114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reen-me-vic :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQH14d5N2UI/AAAAAAAAAUw/W2Ch-T5GdwU/s1600-h/n663080253_4669287_3158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260756190191540546" style="WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQH14d5N2UI/AAAAAAAAAUw/W2Ch-T5GdwU/s320/n663080253_4669287_3158.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mich-me-bear(frm tutor)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQHyY4ztYHI/AAAAAAAAASg/NTDdvTowt10/s1600-h/Image000aaaaa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260752349125501042" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQHyY4ztYHI/AAAAAAAAASg/NTDdvTowt10/s320/Image000aaaaa.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;presents frm house (w/o balloon coz i lost it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beach :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQH4BL7qU7I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/azKQ0BWWXGA/s1600-h/P1040196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260758539012035506" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQH4BL7qU7I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/azKQ0BWWXGA/s320/P1040196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still nice &amp;amp; dry &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQH3Rp27caI/AAAAAAAAAV4/xfkMmhSgXU8/s1600-h/n663080253_4675953_8681.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260757722411528610" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQH3Rp27caI/AAAAAAAAAV4/xfkMmhSgXU8/s320/n663080253_4675953_8681.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dat's us in da water &amp;amp; wanshing-doing silly pose :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQH14jXIgbI/AAAAAAAAAU4/1psrPuB179c/s1600-h/n663080253_4670018_1570.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260756191659196850" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQH14jXIgbI/AAAAAAAAAU4/1psrPuB179c/s320/n663080253_4670018_1570.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQH1dUlTeqI/AAAAAAAAAUo/oCIUG21ibyY/s1600-h/n663080253_4669178_7531.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260755723835636386" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQH1dUlTeqI/AAAAAAAAAUo/oCIUG21ibyY/s320/n663080253_4669178_7531.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup.. in da water.. big mount over there shouting "leavers '08"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQH15SywM-I/AAAAAAAAAVA/E94y8VHcAYQ/s1600-h/n663080253_4675841_5342.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260756204391511010" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQH15SywM-I/AAAAAAAAAVA/E94y8VHcAYQ/s320/n663080253_4675841_5342.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our group :)&lt;br /&gt;Last day of school: Morning yr12 festival:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQH3QWy_yVI/AAAAAAAAAVg/78KoqbnIofI/s1600-h/n663080253_4675846_6950aaa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260757700114893138" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQH3QWy_yVI/AAAAAAAAAVg/78KoqbnIofI/s320/n663080253_4675846_6950aaa.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Silberstein into dunk machine!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQHyX3FL7NI/AAAAAAAAASQ/79uGXGc5vrc/s1600-h/dunkmachinie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260752331482066130" style="WIDTH: 368px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQHyX3FL7NI/AAAAAAAAASQ/79uGXGc5vrc/s320/dunkmachinie.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;annnnd Adeline tooo!! (actually vic &amp;amp; reen did too :p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQH16LTo_PI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/A-3XFBEYfOc/s1600-h/n663080253_4675843_5964.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260756219561835762" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQH16LTo_PI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/A-3XFBEYfOc/s320/n663080253_4675843_5964.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQH1awNjRXI/AAAAAAAAAUI/QUMtejrJSKs/s1600-h/Image030aa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260755679712593266" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQH1awNjRXI/AAAAAAAAAUI/QUMtejrJSKs/s320/Image030aa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is some fork garden.... dunno what its for... jz came to school and saw forks sticking out of the great court.. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQH3PUM_10I/AAAAAAAAAVY/OR8s6fPY0Rw/s1600-h/n663080253_4675845_6630.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260757682238773058" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQH3PUM_10I/AAAAAAAAAVY/OR8s6fPY0Rw/s320/n663080253_4675845_6630.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is mich's "balls" LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQH1bXltqLI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/UVFaHuB-tZM/s1600-h/Image026333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260755690282920114" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQH1bXltqLI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/UVFaHuB-tZM/s320/Image026333.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wet burger hug! (vic-mich-adeline)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQH16Jaur4I/AAAAAAAAAVI/Mqi1nnLvLM8/s1600-h/n663080253_4675842_5649.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260756219054698370" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQH16Jaur4I/AAAAAAAAAVI/Mqi1nnLvLM8/s320/n663080253_4675842_5649.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQHyZN80crI/AAAAAAAAASo/uYHBKiIOI9o/s1600-h/Image001auhuhuh.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260752354800857778" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQHyZN80crI/AAAAAAAAASo/uYHBKiIOI9o/s320/Image001auhuhuh.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random signs found around the school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQH1cNFroHI/AAAAAAAAAUY/KDa2S6vZtZ8/s1600-h/Image029444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260755704644083826" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQH1cNFroHI/AAAAAAAAAUY/KDa2S6vZtZ8/s320/Image029444.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQHzYK1OAjI/AAAAAAAAATI/CH3hi0OWoHk/s1600-h/Image009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260753436295430706" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQHzYK1OAjI/AAAAAAAAATI/CH3hi0OWoHk/s320/Image009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(adeline-me-feli)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQHzX8cjMBI/AAAAAAAAATA/Us_4REdXKp4/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260753432433864722" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQHzX8cjMBI/AAAAAAAAATA/Us_4REdXKp4/s320/Image008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ying &amp;amp; me :) purple vs green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQH4B2xabYI/AAAAAAAAAWY/Demuk-wLjWE/s1600-h/velkroman.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260758550511775106" style="WIDTH: 405px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQH4B2xabYI/AAAAAAAAAWY/Demuk-wLjWE/s320/velkroman.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;velkro man: featuring reen (sorry picture quality not good)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQH3Q_4BgoI/AAAAAAAAAVw/wZdeUv1nQc8/s1600-h/n663080253_4675952_8372.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260757711141831298" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQH3Q_4BgoI/AAAAAAAAAVw/wZdeUv1nQc8/s320/n663080253_4675952_8372.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQHyYSiwBfI/AAAAAAAAASY/6vwOh7XNLH4/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260752338853823986" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQHyYSiwBfI/AAAAAAAAASY/6vwOh7XNLH4/s320/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that --&gt; headed off to city.. ate at takas' : oh the wonderful Katsudon.. and then our traditional drink : bubble tea and then off to get some neo prints to commemorate our last day!!! all 11 of us squashed into the photo booth. hahhaa. not to mention we all had a dose of some posionous gas. =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally the Valedictory dinner which is our official GRADUATION. first had our graduation ceremony at Hadley Hall (sorry no pics for this.. but that's where we collected our college gift frm principal.. + some beautiful voices from the choirs :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQH0cJKYuTI/AAAAAAAAAT4/F8Hk__Oom-A/s1600-h/Image026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260754604078446898" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQH0cJKYuTI/AAAAAAAAAT4/F8Hk__Oom-A/s320/Image026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQH7neMZYQI/AAAAAAAAAWg/cOodnDMzPw8/s1600-h/Image030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260762495283978498" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQH7neMZYQI/AAAAAAAAAWg/cOodnDMzPw8/s320/Image030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gifts from the college : silver heart-shaped necklace with the animal logo on it + our year:2008, and also received our yr12 hat photo in a frame.. from our house, we got a yellow daisy + house photo + helium yellow balloon.. and got a teddybear from our tutor &amp;amp; i received a gingerbread man from ms Silberstein + lollies from ms Lydon. gosh im going off track here. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQHzXpPEIHI/AAAAAAAAAS4/ioGzXtd6wtA/s1600-h/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260753427277029490" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQHzXpPEIHI/AAAAAAAAAS4/ioGzXtd6wtA/s320/Image007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;-- before entering hadley hall &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Valedictory Dinner: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQH0bKZdxgI/AAAAAAAAATw/wpYG68lOc68/s1600-h/Image025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260754587230258690" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQH0bKZdxgI/AAAAAAAAATw/wpYG68lOc68/s320/Image025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(omi-me-rach) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQH0a1OUVhI/AAAAAAAAATo/9JRvyYaxwbQ/s1600-h/Image024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260754581546358290" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQH0a1OUVhI/AAAAAAAAATo/9JRvyYaxwbQ/s320/Image024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(ying-ellie being crazy with wine bottle at our table)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQHzZNM2gMI/AAAAAAAAATY/aFTd12uDELs/s1600-h/Image018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260753454111293634" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQHzZNM2gMI/AAAAAAAAATY/aFTd12uDELs/s320/Image018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the valedictory dinner &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQH0arCC_FI/AAAAAAAAATg/6mvF0DhbDL4/s1600-h/Image021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260754578810534994" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQH0arCC_FI/AAAAAAAAATg/6mvF0DhbDL4/s320/Image021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dessert: choc cheesecake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQHzY-kATgI/AAAAAAAAATQ/VSpqog_bI9A/s1600-h/Image012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260753450181873154" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQHzY-kATgI/AAAAAAAAATQ/VSpqog_bI9A/s320/Image012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;-- the beautiful decoration at our table :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that's what's been happening so far. will definitely get more pics from others.. coz i mostly took pictures from other ppl's cameras... especially those with the teachers.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn. never thought i'd be graduating so soon. Has barely sunk in and i feel like im in a dream. well most important things are always felt like dreams anyway. T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though all in all... i feel really glad and happy that my parents had sent me to Australia ... and definitely grateful for putting me in MLC. Here, i have met many wonderful friends, many of those we've formed unbreakable bonds with... Many memories we have made and shared.. all these happy &amp;amp; fond memories.. will be remembered forever. i doubt i'll ever get a better highschool experience anywhere else. yes i used to doubt that but now im pretty confident and sure about that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm gonna miss me&amp;amp;vic's VW and MelbuMonash pair.. i'm gonna miss me&amp;amp;mich's yuriyoona and yoobinsunye pair... i'm gonna miss stroking rach's ponytail during chem.. i'm gonna miss sitting &amp;amp; being crazy next to omi in chem.. i'm gonna miss playing around with wanyu (&amp;amp; getting picked on by ms Rudrum) in accounting.. i'm gonna miss our whole EALD class which is the only class with 100% asians (xcept for Ms Delena)... i'm gonna miss deb who is my only fellow friend in hbio...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;damn. i'm gonna miss all our fun recess &amp;amp; lunch times where we (daygirls) steal food frm the boarding house all the time.. miss our times at the library where we pon class &amp;amp; esp. PE(at sumner) and wasting time during our free periods reading comics, checking out blogs &amp;amp; gossips.. i'll defintely miss our library group which consists of the daygirls &amp;amp; 1boarder(bev) .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in short, i'll miss EVERYTHING. and i'm so glad that i came here. i can say that my time here at MLC has been the most enjoyable so far, with lotsa fun activities and events plannes out.. especially for the Yr 12s.. esp the Satirical Assembly.. my gosh. Laughed like hell.. good job to Ms Haughton impersonator &amp;amp; Sorcha for playing Mr. Lee. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tears tears tears. sigh. lotsa tears. u walk round and see lotsa tears. head girl cries. house prefect cries. and everyone cries. yes i cried too. teared a lil during the leavers video esp during the part when the teachers were giving comments on us.. and haha. the least unexpected of me to cry 3 times during tha valedictory dinner. why? that's coz it finally sinks in. the fact that we won't be seeing each other again after TEE. we won't be able to have fun in school together anymore. we won't be able to be all together, as one, in one place anymore. everyone's going off somewhere, and we all separate, going our ways. some we'll nvr see again (unless during visits) coz they're off to a different country. some a different state. and i can't believe that all these very very good friends of mine, will suddenly be lost from my side. all the fun and laughter that we've had together... all of em... gone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;though yes, that said, we will definitely meet up. keep in touch, visits &amp;amp; etc. Omi! i'm definitely coming to spore to visit u k? so u btr be ready for my arrival! XD ..... haha. and yeah.. we can all go visit Melb &amp;amp; Sydney where most of us will be going. for me? not sure. maybe Taz, Melb(if im so lucky to get offered), Syd or UWA. still unsure. we'll definitely meet up and go to our Leavers. and yes, for the Malaysians, i might go find u guys in KL. hehhee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh... still feeling a little sad... though thankful and happy at the same time. yes. this is what you called mixed feelings. hohoho. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well guess i gtg for now. coz it's gettin a lil late. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tata guys and good night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* reminder: need to grab pics of mich, adeline, vic, bev &amp;amp; ying. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I long to see you again, for remember your tears as we parted. And I will be filled with joy when we are together again."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;2 Timothy 1:4&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-4863849037358132267?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/4863849037358132267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=4863849037358132267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/4863849037358132267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/4863849037358132267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2008/10/graduation-valediction-year-12-ends.html' title='Graduation &amp; Valediction - Year 12 ends'/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SQH1ckCnhhI/AAAAAAAAAUg/OLE7AG_L09Q/s72-c/IMG_0288.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-1495145428909934562</id><published>2008-10-05T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T00:48:29.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Day: Monday&lt;br /&gt;Date: October 6th&lt;br /&gt;Days to TEE commences (first paper): exactly 30 days.&lt;br /&gt;Days to TEE ends (last paper): 43 days.&lt;br /&gt;1 week of holidays left&lt;br /&gt;8 days of school left&lt;br /&gt;Tests and assignments left:&lt;br /&gt;- Human Bio human population test&lt;br /&gt;- EALD in-class story &amp;amp; Mock Exam Question 1. (did i mention that our class didn't manage to do the Question 1 of our EALD paper during Mocks because Ms Delena showed up 15minutes late for the listening part Section 1 of the paper? .. eventhough it was a MOCK EXAM.......... )&lt;br /&gt;-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.--.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, i helped my bro dress up to go for the emo party last saturday. lol look at the descriptions of the party.. pretty hilarious lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emospectacular&lt;br /&gt;"The world is obviously against us so we're screaming out to all you deep down Emo's...get your black clothes and your eyeliner on and come retaliate!!!.....or you can just sit in a corner and cry about it....either way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is Emo?&lt;br /&gt;Emo is short for `emotional', a subculture (really, really down there..subterranean culture) of punk rock. Recently, it has become a fashion trend and sadly, a way of life. Emo kids are often mods who realize they can't be cool being mods because they don't know how to dress and can't fight very well. Emo fashion is similar to punk fashion, but with many distinctions. All of a sudden, it is cool for spoiled white suburban rich kids to whine and write pretentious, annoying, and cheesy poetry. The individuals who first established `emo' are now very upset because their little secret has become widespread to TRL proportions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attitude (your biased and irrelevant point of view)&lt;br /&gt;You have to act depressed (keyword: act), you are miserable. Life does not matter to you neither does anything else in the world. You must also make everyone around you aware of this. Crying, whining, and staring profoundly at the ground is a must.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Issues (die for your government)&lt;br /&gt;It is very emo to be (or pretend to be) interested in "issues''. You really care about Afghanistan, cruelty to animals, dying children in Guam, and Vegetarianism even though you were just eating a quarter pounder at McDonald's an hour ago. Ironically, you must be oblivious of the damage you are causing to American youth culture with your little "movement".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shows (the scene)&lt;br /&gt;When your favorite band is playing, you need to get in the very front and put your hands in your pockets. DO NOT remove your hands from pockets at any time. Remember: you are emotional. Remain in a motionless state until the band stops playing. After all, you only came to see the musicians, not to hear the music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Style (a whole trend in itself)&lt;br /&gt;If the whole "emo thing" does not appeal to you, worry not: you can still cash in. You can always just dress the part. Recommended buying spots include Thrift Stores, Yard Sales and the Salvation Army. Of course, we all know your entire wardrobe was mostly bought at Hot Topic, Newbury Comics, and Spencer's Gifts. Items actually bought at a concert are a rarity, therefore unacceptable. Anything with a star on it is emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hair (the doo)&lt;br /&gt;Your hair must be black or at least dyed an ugly dark magenta color. If you are truly punk, you do not shower. You must used 10 gallons of gel in your hair everyday, so much that you are actually styling the gel rather than the hair. You should also have a short haircut, long hair is not emo. Mop tops are usually the most common approach for boys while girls tend to go with the Zelda approach or something equally masculine. Although this appears to be the case for the current Cosmopolitan emo fashion, there also appears to be a new nascent rebellion in the midst. Outrageously long and uncultivated hair now appears to be taking local high schools and community colleges by storm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accessories (the essential non-essentials)&lt;br /&gt;Glasses: Thick, black-rimmed, or horn-rimmed glasses. You most likely do not need them, your vision is probably good enough that you could do without them. Even in a world where more fashionable glasses and contacts are readily available you chose these instead. Lenses are optional. You are striving for the "Weezer geek rock" look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Necklaces: Good choices are those metal/wooden ball necklaces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piercings: Studs are a good choice if you really want to emo. The other popular piercings are lebret or other lip rings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belt: This is mandatory (aka "a must"). A studded belt is the most popular choice amongst emo kids. Although reserved for members of the now extinct punk culture, the belt has become a distinct trademark of the emo subculture. To increase your "punk" status, wear multiple three stud pyramid belts. The more, the better. Other belts often seen are ones with loops, stars, or any other kind of silly Lisa Frank design. Please note: these belts do not neccesarily have to be in the loops of your pants. It is pretty obvious you missed the majority of them. Yeah, we know this goes against the function of actually holding up your pants but who said a studded belt was supposed to be functional?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bracelets: You must wear excessive friendship bracelets on both of your wrists. If your hands are a slight shade of purple, you are doing the right thing. The irony in this is you have no friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Messenger Bags: Standard backpacks are too common and typical of the society you live in. That is why you must rebel. Only messenger bags will do. One strap, one individual. Your bag must be adjusted to a level just below your shoulder blade. In other words, it is necessary to strangle yourself with your bag. Also, it must be covered with excessive pins and patches supporting various "underground" bands that you claim to have bought at shows. It is also okay to wear a patch without understanding is meaning or purpose, just as long as it's there. It is perfectly alright to have more than one patch for the same band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clothes (the threads)Shirts: For girls the popular emo fashion is a tight t-shirt with random logos/messages or tanktops. Boys prefer the ugly 40s "Nick at Night" approach. The goal is to find the ugliest button down shirt you can. Other picks are v-necks and one size too small cardigans, which should have an ugly senior citizen type pattern to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackets: Common picks include brands such as Dickies, think "gas station jacket". Steal one from Mobil if you have to. You may also choose a more athelete approach by wearing various "vintage" track jackets. Suggested jackets include Adidas and Puma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pants: Black skinny leg jeans, that are too tight, and sit below the nether-regions. They may be cuffed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Socks: This one applies mostly to girls. Your socks must be very strange. White, regular socks are unacceptable. You must express your creativity through your Argyle socks. They must be very colorful with lots of different patterns and cartoon characters. They must also be in sharp contrast with the other attire you are wearing, which is usually dark, dull, and lifeless. It is a good idea to show your socks off whenever you can by rolling up your pants (this should have been covered in `pants'). Important: make sure everyone sees your socks by putting your feet onto a table/desk or calling attention directly to your feet. If you can't be validated, then what is the point?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoes: You must own a pair of converse all star low tops, as they are an indicator of your punk status. Any kind of skateboarding shoe will do as well, regardless if you actually skateboard or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYO Drinks (like black sambuca, and vodka - minus the cordial)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. i cracked up so much at the friendship bands bracelets part. LOL these angmohs are super funny people. so oh well. i dolled up my bro and helped straightened his hair and put on some eyeliner and black nail polish. and ta-dah! the emo-asian-dude.&lt;br /&gt;some pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253919068185492978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SOmrjlnY_fI/AAAAAAAAARI/9irMMgQd6MM/s320/DSC00008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here look abit like L no? just w/o the white shirt, jeans and marshmallows. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253919051611130978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SOmrin3wTGI/AAAAAAAAAQw/pyIYJkTLH6s/s320/DSC00010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253919523315882530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SOmr-FG7miI/AAAAAAAAARY/XxexbTtkxQs/s320/DSC00016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. me straightened my hair too for fun. no waste the electricity no? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253919068059266082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SOmrjlJS7CI/AAAAAAAAARQ/sX54fXG9JPE/s320/DSC00017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. so thats saturday night. a week's already over and i only have another week of holidays left. damn. hafta catch up on my humanbio. damn. but oh well. thank god tuitions are already over though they weren't particularly useful. quite a waste of money infact. damn. should have just self-studied. argh. though there's no point in complaining now coz its already over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well well. gotta admit that my happy mood before has been disrupted a little bit due to certain things. but overall mood's still positive so its' still good. gotta need my positive attitude till at least after TEE. hehe. need the 'i can do anything' mood y'know? so i can study my arse off this time. woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. also, i am very proud to say that i have finally drew the other characters (only the face), so my creation's gonna be complete soon. i changed abit here and there and i look at the guys i drew and i'm like.. OMG so handsome. i want them. and i can actually go 'kyahhhhh' when i look at them. LOL dang i think im going nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. oh. just came across some cute pictures that can make you smile. (well, i did :))&lt;br /&gt;first two pics: wallaby &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;don't you just wanna go 'awwwwwwwwwwww'?? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253921685812865538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SOmt79CY6gI/AAAAAAAAARo/HdmpFYZrsFo/s320/bay005434.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. look at this one below. see the slight smile at the corners of the mouth? how cutee! and check out the white eye lashes. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SOmt7_9P-LI/AAAAAAAAARg/w8umZEyG-b4/s1600-h/wallaby1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253921686596614322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SOmt7_9P-LI/AAAAAAAAARg/w8umZEyG-b4/s320/wallaby1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one's bambi (my dog)... so cute right? aww damn i miss it so much!!! it only lies on it back in the mornings after it wakes up and still lazing around. cant get her to lie like this any other time of the day! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SOmt8DXfcGI/AAAAAAAAARw/GsMnraTccXM/s1600-h/2006_0101Image0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253921687511986274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SOmt8DXfcGI/AAAAAAAAARw/GsMnraTccXM/s320/2006_0101Image0011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hoho. this is a husky. my dream pet dog no.1. cute no? check out its stone face. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SOmt8KPJDzI/AAAAAAAAAR4/buRwySSrqMY/s1600-h/lounging_Malish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253921689356013362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SOmt8KPJDzI/AAAAAAAAAR4/buRwySSrqMY/s320/lounging_Malish.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;last two pics are pics of a samoyed (my dream pet dog no.2), from one of my bro's farms he went to work at. see the pure white fur that don't get dirty? so cute! and check out its really black eyes. looks like eyeliner no? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253919060446048386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SOmrjIyKcII/AAAAAAAAAQ4/Kg_nRVAjyp8/s320/Image007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253919065739990066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SOmrjcgVlDI/AAAAAAAAARA/U0BHXnhVrkI/s320/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt; kyahhhhhhhhhhh! so cute! :P&lt;br /&gt;see? don't you feel better after looking at pictures like that? do you know that most mammals' natural faces are smiling? (check out kangaroos, other marsupials and dogs for instance. though you gotta leave out the bulldog. =.=" hahaha).&lt;br /&gt;haha. even animals can be happy. what simple creatures. but its the simplicity of it thats so beautiful. haha. if they can be happy so can we. Gawd. what the hell am i talking about now? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta go peeps. human bio's calling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what is it are you looking for my dear one? love? security? friendship? happiness? trust? sincerity? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i bet you will definitely find it, if you look in the right places.. good things are hidden well enough in this world so that the effort in finding it makes you treasure it when you finally succeed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;though it won't do to be too caught up in searching for these things that you fail to see those which are already around you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'cause sometimes the things you are looking for might already be sitting right infront of you waiting for you to notice them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if only you will just open your eyes and really 'see'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so what are the things around you that you find are good? what is it that makes you happy? whatever they are, make sure you treasure them well. 'cause a treasure found is a treasure forever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day people.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-1495145428909934562?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/1495145428909934562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=1495145428909934562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/1495145428909934562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/1495145428909934562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2008/10/on-saturday-helped-my-bro-dress-up-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SOmrjlnY_fI/AAAAAAAAARI/9irMMgQd6MM/s72-c/DSC00008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-5133551640440495752</id><published>2008-10-02T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T07:03:10.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes! have already went through 4/5 tuition days! only one more left to go!! woooohoooo! just another 4 more hours tomoro and i'm freeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;and all i have left is to do more human bio notes. hmm. dunno why i feel very relaxed with no stress. and i dun feel like im slacking at all. hehe. the best mood i can ever have right now. and oh. i should continue my drawing soon. i just stopped when mocks ended but i still have the stories going. haha thought of changing a few incidents and events and adding some twists here and there. hahahaha. yay. though i think it might end up being real corny and cheesy.haha. so much for a perfect story. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways i dunno why im feeling extremely happy and positive nowadays. i feel like i can do anything. HAHAHHA. yup.yup. this feeling is good. coz a dream's most likely gonna come true. i'm already determined. i'll definitely achieve all my goals this year. one's already about to come true. just left the other. woohoo. goodluck and selamat berusaha to me. i can do it!!!!!!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn again i'm thinkin we only have 8 more days of school. den its graduation. yea yea i've been repeating this so often its boring. lol. but you noe.. i guess almost everyone feels the same. very happy we're graduating but sad at the same time. abit excited yet abit afraid. who noes what the future will bring? graduation brings our finals. our TEE. the 'THING' we've been waiting for so long. the 'END'. the 'FINAL'. used to be 3 years away, then 2 years then 1 year and then now? ~1month.  its the finals and we've gotta give it our best shot! give it all you've got people coz there aint another time we'll have to do this again. so just try your best!!!! Study Hard everyone! Good lucks to all!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking bout the times we won't be able to have anymore when it all ends. everyone'll be separated and there won't be a time where we can all laugh eating lunch together on the same table. happily pontenging PE and laughing bout absolutely nothing at all. all the times we were pissed at cikgus and sekolah.. and bout orang-orang yang lain di sekolah yang dibenci (haha not dibenci larh but orang yang selalu membuat orang lain geram) lol.. yup. all the funny moments.. will be gone. but all's not lost. all the memories we have, will always remain in our hearts. we can't build the same kinds of memories anymore but we can always make new ones. high school ends here, but we have a whole future ahead of us. and we step into our uni and adult life. as long as we are still alive in this world, we can still keep in touch!!! anyway lots will be in the same state anyway so what does it matter? we'll still see each other no? no worries guys! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 2nd. Miss Michu's 17th birthday!!! Happy Birthday Mich! you are now 17 years old. woohoo. being young but still a year older.. good isn't it? :P hope you have a blessed and wonderful birthday my cute friend. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All's well. Heart races and a smile on my face. Life's just too short to be depressed. Look up into the sky and you realise you're not the only one living in this small world. Heaven's still above you and we wake up tomoro and the sun rises. life goes on, and we move on too. make the best of everything and think positively. it's all bout how u see things no? a half filled cup or a half empty cup?? a positive mind leads to a beautiful soul. don't be disheartened and disappointed. there's still a chance to improve despite the time limit. short, i noe. but all's not lost. we can do it!!!!! haha. dunno what i'm crapping bout anyway. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happiness isn't just bout having a smile on your face. it's bout feeling a calming peace in your heart. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers guys. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-5133551640440495752?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/5133551640440495752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=5133551640440495752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/5133551640440495752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/5133551640440495752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2008/10/yes-have-already-went-through-45.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-8124693714479199023</id><published>2008-09-28T05:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T05:51:44.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow. its already the? 28th of September. 8 days right after my 18th birthday. hoho. Chem accompanied me the first few hours of my birthday.. quite sad i know. but i still was happy.. despite the dreadful exams lotsa ppl wished me so.. yeah! was especially touched by one who called me all the way from the UK two days before my birthday jz in case she forgot to wish me! :P thanks sherrr!!(though i doubt u'lll ever read this.. haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so now exams are over. i guess i could have done better. but oh well. what's done is done and i can't do anything bout it anyway. and all i have to do now is give it my best shot for the finals!&lt;br /&gt;UMAT results are out already and im not very proud to announce my grade coz it was way below my expectations so, spare me my pride yeah? hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to Omi's house on fri.. enjoyed and destressed my self a whole lot!wooooohooo. it was hell fun. went to sing k and sang for 3 hours! hey guys sorry if i hogged the mike haha.. hahah later went back to omi's house and played summor and slept at 3. :P wow... i love you everyone muahaha. im really superbly crazy. haha. oh and also not to mention, big THANK YOU to Omi and her bf for making me that yummy cookie with my name on ittt!! it realllly tasted good but sorry couldnt finish it all on my own.. haha was too bigg! but it was really sweet of u guys! will put up pics once i grab it of adeline! :p I love you OMI!!!! *muah muah muah!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came from that and slept for 16hours.. and today as well .. lotsa lotsa lotsa sleepp.. mm replenishing my sleep-deprived body. muahahhaa. then tomoro till friday will be having tuition.. for Applics and Chem! gosh. its been like 3 years since i've had any tuitions!! LOL i still hate them . sigh. but i need it to save my applics. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;short summary of my near future:&lt;br /&gt;1) 2 weeks holiday; with Monday-Fri= tuition.. and 1 week free&lt;br /&gt;2) school starts again (Term 4 commences) for two weeks... [but truth is, we only have 8 days of school including muck up day and satirical assembly] &amp;amp; graduation&lt;br /&gt;3) then 2 week study vacation&lt;br /&gt;4) TEE!!!! (2 weeks)&lt;br /&gt;5) then IM OFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF! WOOOOOOOOOOOOTTTT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. can you imagine? we're all graduating so sooon. all our school days are ending. we'll be going to uni next year. no more innocent sheltered high schooler . T.T its abit scary. though more of sad. damn. im defs sure i'll cry like shit. ARGH! T.T damn damn damn damn damn.&lt;br /&gt;oOooOOoo. but not to forget.. there's Leavers to look forward to! WOoooHoooooooooooo! can't wait can't wait can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes. Now im just gonnna study my ass off once more for one last time. and give it my all. all that i've got all that im able to give. yes. its about time. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's now or never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll show you what i can do. definitely.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-8124693714479199023?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/8124693714479199023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=8124693714479199023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/8124693714479199023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/8124693714479199023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2008/09/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-4957223470939506680</id><published>2008-08-29T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T21:44:41.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello hello hello.&lt;br /&gt;i am very tired and being lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now being excited wit leavers video.&lt;br /&gt;michu michu! muahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;keep listening to wonder girls nowadays. and looking for nice nice songs. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh. went youtubing yesterday. aiyah. i love shinee larhhhhh! my gosh. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headache headache headache.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-4957223470939506680?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/4957223470939506680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=4957223470939506680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/4957223470939506680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/4957223470939506680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2008/08/hello-hello-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-2178753806457099208</id><published>2008-08-20T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T06:13:54.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is the 20th of August. which means that it's exactly &lt;em&gt;one&lt;/em&gt; more month till my &lt;em&gt;18th birthday&lt;/em&gt;.. which also means its exactly &lt;strong&gt;one&lt;/strong&gt; more month till my &lt;strong&gt;mocks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will study. i won't read anymore comics. I MUST. I MUST. I MUST. Focus!! No more wasting time arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally done EALD speech today. phew. played the LAST House Acts for the year.. and for the rest of my life. how sad. the reality that it's year 12 and we're graduating in very very soon is hitting me real hard. damn. shit. i've been saying damn too much now. argh damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. have to ciao again coz gotta do some stups HB hw and study some acc theory. toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-2178753806457099208?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/2178753806457099208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=2178753806457099208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/2178753806457099208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/2178753806457099208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2008/08/today-is-20th-of-august.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-5951510109986262101</id><published>2008-08-15T03:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T05:16:33.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Some Updates. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week 4 just went whooosh past me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Monday&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Managed to finish my EALD report when i came back from Melbourne and thus sleeping at 3am on Sunday thanks to stupid bibliography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tuesday:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed back for Chem titration practice.. got 9/10. and was so panicked bout the calculations which doesn't seem to make sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wednesday:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually played P.E. for a while before i went to study abit of Chem.. like bout 2 paragraphs.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Friday:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done Accounting Clubs Open Book Test and Chem Oxidation 3 test. was okay i guess. not too hard not easy. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Next week:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Applics Extension EPW Correlation&amp;amp;Regression. Damn. Havent started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Accounting Clubs Close Book test. (or was it on Thursday?), and EALD Speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Chem Titration Prac Exam. DAMN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw. i got recent test marks back. and i am happy. Applics did way better than expected.. thought i failed but got 74%.. which was 1 mark above class average. maybe i'll love probability density functions after all.&lt;br /&gt;Accounting marks was good and Chem marks were okay. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now on there's like tests everyweek. shit. don't even have time to exhale and and take a breath. shit shit shit shit shit shit shit shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh. gotta study for mocks. coming up in like 36 days. or was it 35? or 34? not too sure. and damn. i think its 34. and another countdown.. 94 days till my TEE's over. school life's over. T.T i get sad thinking bout graduation. you know, i was thinking during lunch.. as i watched my dear friends smile and laugh happily, complain and joke around.. just realised that this'll be what we'll be missing once we leave school. was sitting in EALD and being crazy. All these -- GONE. once we graduate. ALL GONE. can't have fun together in class. can't disturb my friends. can't be crazy. we can't all be together. no more fun lunch times where i break my diet all the time. no more. after graduation, we'll all be gone. different places. eventhough we might be still in the same state, it won't be the same anymore. different course, different everything. its so sad. i bet i'll cry heaps during muck-up day and graduation. *sobs* i'm gonna miss You guys!!!!!!!!!!!! ARGHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!..............&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;Okay. okay. away with the emo-ness. now. to blog bout THE Melbourne. :) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the Friday i was going to leave for Melbourne, i had to wake up super early like 5a.m. to paint and make up my beloved bro's face coz of his half-way day-some celebration vet thingy.. and he was supposed to be a vampire. :p after i was done with his face i left for the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;white-faced bro :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234694552190194482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SKVe9er4EzI/AAAAAAAAAHs/0cvZe2thsbg/s320/ifihfidfdhli.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Melbourne City View from the Highway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234695152799357394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SKVfgcIQmdI/AAAAAAAAAH0/r6tZNT1R9n0/s320/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;I took some pictures.. and yes. Melbourne is ABSOLUTELY wonderful. similar to SS2(the suburb my uncle stays in) in some way.. though melbourne city is like 3times that of Perth. well.. i guess everything is x3 compared to Perth. people x3. roads x3. shops x3. food x3. its like my dream city now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Melbourne streets:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234702085784137506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SKVlz_go7yI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Yfp4nrzYjV8/s320/Image015a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234702507375281874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SKVmMiDzRtI/AAAAAAAAAIk/lQW5E837yrM/s320/Image016a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234702077978927730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SKVlzibu4nI/AAAAAAAAAIU/6VAfERAemZE/s320/Image014a.JPG" border="0" /&gt; When i reached melbourne on Friday i went to visit Monash University.. which was so far from the city.. -.- and.. i was quite taken aback by the looks of it.. Monash is how should i say.... ugly. Really different from the pictures from the website. well i guess photoshop is magic after all. didn't take any pictures of Monash coz yeah. couldnt get any nice buildings to go snap snap. After Monash then went to Eldest Uncle's place.. and had dinner at Taipei Delight. really good food i should say. Tastes exactly like the beef noodle soup i had in Taiwan.. though their xiao long pao was quite dry... after that looked around The Glen.. and headed back home to sleep coz the next day i had to wake up early for PQA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day went for PQA. it was quite alright i guess. managed to finish on time. I must admit it was way easier than the UMAT and ISAT, so i think i did alright. the last to section was easy so i just graced through it within 15 minutes. the first section.. hmm used up all the time. heh. oh well. its over so yeah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;View from Taylor's college:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234695967314933202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SKVgP2b59dI/AAAAAAAAAH8/EPaQ2bLNtck/s320/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt; After I was done with the 2hour exam, i walked down to Melbourne Central which was the 'City'. it was one big wow to me. LOL so much nicer prettier etc etc. took some pictures. :P after that, met up with my parents who jz came from St Kilda's Beach and yes. DIMSUM at Chinatown. forgot wat's the restaurant's name though. :( but it was GOOD FOOD. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Melbourne Central:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234702075154034914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SKVlzX6OcOI/AAAAAAAAAIE/FcLiq7b5Rm0/s320/Image006a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234702073219971138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SKVlzQtG-EI/AAAAAAAAAIM/zN18SAF9a4g/s320/Image008a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;China Town(little Bourke Street):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234702513799571426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SKVmM5_eJ-I/AAAAAAAAAIs/lfoSXQ-aZ24/s320/Image017a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234702519016351746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SKVmNNbP6AI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ZfQhr5I924k/s320/Image020a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Some Old building:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234702516098983986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SKVmNCjsaDI/AAAAAAAAAI8/GNT7RginUxg/s320/Image021a.JPG" border="0" /&gt; After dim sum, we walked round the city, taking trams here and there. I saw the State Library from the outside and it was AWESOME. one beautiful building, and very large.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;State Library&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234704498423974818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SKVoAbSzS6I/AAAAAAAAAJE/6BmN6doM1Eg/s320/Image024a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Check out that sunken building! 0_o&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234704501636645154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SKVoAnQwwSI/AAAAAAAAAJM/_vNuHVV4N3c/s320/Image026a.JPG" border="0" /&gt; We then took the tram to Melbourne University. Yeah it was beautiful too though it had some monash-like buildings, it still had its old-ish kinda buildings which i love. I liked the orange clock tower. :) *mich.. perfect place for MV!!!! XD*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Melbourne Uni&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234704504927384306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SKVoAzhVcvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/YIGYyebRp8M/s320/Image028a.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234705443115854242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SKVo3ai5aaI/AAAAAAAAAJs/b4lxOdE8HLI/s320/Image030a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234705441353363538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SKVo3T-r8FI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/50d2nfyxk2E/s320/Image033a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234705440678689618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SKVo3Rd1O1I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/U1Bo594vxf8/s320/Image035a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234705445269216450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SKVo3ikTHMI/AAAAAAAAAKE/NwE934k3UyQ/s320/Image036a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Orange Clock tower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234705447952157858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SKVo3sj9jKI/AAAAAAAAAKM/tVefRgGKGpw/s320/Image040a.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234706428369879282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SKVpww5wwPI/AAAAAAAAAKU/E5_O19tZon8/s320/Image042a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234706429858511442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SKVpw2crelI/AAAAAAAAAKc/2Ycwal6s13M/s320/Image043a.JPG" border="0" /&gt; After that we went to Federation's Square. nothing much here just some artistic buildings and the view of the city. its where events usually takes place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Federation's Square&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234706434128173362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SKVpxGWpWTI/AAAAAAAAAKk/w6VUVP6mky4/s320/Image044a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;View from FS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234706437354253602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SKVpxSXzbSI/AAAAAAAAAK0/QPRwgpuM6VQ/s320/Image052a.JPG" border="0" /&gt; after that, we walked some more.. Yarra river.. then Crown Casino. pretty pretty pretty. the inside was nice. there's this water feature thing which is like water dancing according to the music. and lotsa of shiny shiny galaxy-like ceiling. almost went to jail when i tried to enter the casino and some guard so fiercely asked for my ID. He didn't have to be so angry that i tried to enter it! i didn't even know that a turning-eighteen kid wasn't allowed to enter! :( so anyway, after that we walked here and there and then headed home.. slept in the train all the way to Glen Waverly.. an hour's train ride. By the way did i mention that weather in Melbourne was cold? well i like cold. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;At Yarra River&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234707445576670018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SKVqr-Swm0I/AAAAAAAAAK8/65DNYuvVb7Q/s320/Image056a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234707450266978658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SKVqsPxBCWI/AAAAAAAAALM/tH4tO-JNvNg/s320/Image065a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234707452567447394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SKVqsYVfZ2I/AAAAAAAAALc/Qv3Ern63-og/s320/Image068a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234707446651355234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SKVqsCS_AGI/AAAAAAAAALE/vfFK2pRkqbM/s320/Image057a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Little Mom and Dad:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234707449967659074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SKVqsOppyEI/AAAAAAAAALU/jKYhp02KzMQ/s320/Image066a.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234708602913112498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SKVrvVtRQbI/AAAAAAAAALs/V5EX6OCQwIo/s320/Image083a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234708597282775522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SKVrvAu5IeI/AAAAAAAAALk/qHXFUfwSnJs/s320/Image080a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Crown Casino Galaxy Ceiling :) Beautiful, no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234708602984813042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SKVrvV-XUfI/AAAAAAAAAL0/pJnlwVB4fSs/s320/Image101a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234708604195164658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SKVrvae70fI/AAAAAAAAAL8/phgYQdjzApU/s320/Image103a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dancing Water Feature.. It was really much better real life.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234708609595534290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SKVrvume69I/AAAAAAAAAME/abijKZsE07o/s320/Image104a.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234709728118803410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SKVsw1bNi9I/AAAAAAAAAMM/z5rzHnpK-Cc/s320/Image110a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234709732976910466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SKVsxHheYII/AAAAAAAAAMU/f7A9gzqwwjI/s320/Image111a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mom and Dad.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234709735569754146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SKVsxRLqCCI/AAAAAAAAAMc/JLFMHKXMWnA/s320/Image112a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;that night went to some dinner at a nice place.. and haha. thats when i met ____. (*wink wink) and thank god we went there the next day for dimsum too. AHHHHHHHHH! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wonder if I'll ever see you again&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if I'll ever see you again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;:) :) :) :)&lt;/p&gt;So that's Melbourne. Though i wished i stayed a little longer too look around more. :) hehehehe.... HEHEHEHEHEHE.. and also to see ______. MUAHHAHAHA. Shit. this is so wrong. LOL ARgh! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay. That was a long post. time to go back to studies. -.-" see ya!&lt;br /&gt;till my next updates.&lt;br /&gt;ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;good luck to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-5951510109986262101?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/5951510109986262101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=5951510109986262101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/5951510109986262101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/5951510109986262101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2008/08/some-updates.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SKVe9er4EzI/AAAAAAAAAHs/0cvZe2thsbg/s72-c/ifihfidfdhli.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-5244103366653019252</id><published>2008-08-06T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T04:50:03.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My computer finally gone crazy. Attacked by virus. and i don't think there's any way of saving it. since it'll just keep restarting once it's loaded windows, no time for me to go click the antivirus software. sigh. all my collection and new updates of manga.. etc.. all GONE. but oh well. not that it really matters. i still have my main manga &amp;amp; anime collection burnt and safe into dvds and such so i didn't really lose much. its only those updates.. but i can just download them off again since i know where to get all the chapters. heh. no big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but since my stupid computer has decided to be retarded, i am now officially taking over my bro's old laptop and use the only 'clean' desktop computer left. maybe i should go change for the bigger screen. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. im still forever hunting down new comics to read. just found a few today, from Mangatraders while randomly looking through (reading my oxidation notes at the same time) and here's the few titles:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A girls&lt;br /&gt;A Book of dreams&lt;br /&gt;A black cats suite of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. as you can see it all starts with 'A', coz they were from the 'A' section. (well duh.) and yup. sigh. i really can't resist it anymore. im such an idiot. sigh. oh. and im supposed to be studying right now. sigh. so sien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. i just better get my chem going. (i think i'll screw up my accounting and chem tomoro. &gt;.&lt;.... oh well. whatever. heheh.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-5244103366653019252?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/5244103366653019252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=5244103366653019252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/5244103366653019252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/5244103366653019252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-computer-finally-gone-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-3966249793335050071</id><published>2008-08-04T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T05:56:38.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can't believe I walked into my Applics test without feeling any guilt from not studying/practising any math at all. &lt;em&gt;okay&lt;/em&gt;. I did study some math. just reading the chapter and example questions. didn't try any exercise except 12A. well? yes. i'm prepared to fail. hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I had the best Friday night last week. Home alone. No parents. No brothers. Just me and my house. I screamed the whole night out of joy, cause no one can hear me and no one will care. It was just me. &lt;strong&gt;My &lt;/strong&gt;space. &lt;strong&gt;My&lt;/strong&gt; time. HOHOHOHO. but ah. that's like the only "my time" time coz bro disrupted my peace and quiet at 6pm the next day so yeah. THANK GOD I had friday night to myself. phew. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well on the other hand, i just found out some new mangas/manhwa/manhuas to check out after TEE. why after TEE? why the sudden obedience? LOL coz i found these new mangas from the forum.. Sherbet Lemon.. (and actually many others) but they require 25 non-spam posts to be able to view the download section so yeah. Aint got time to go round posting in like countless forums just to obtain that few beautiful chapters. I can surely wait till after TEE for that. OR! unless some kind soul would bother taking the effort to upload it onto Mangatraders and then i can just leech off there. woot! That'll be nice. so anyway here's the titles i've been waiting to read. mostly fantasy, romance, comedy, drama genres (combinations, etc..) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dong meng&lt;br /&gt;show princess&lt;br /&gt;prince cactus&lt;br /&gt;wing&lt;br /&gt;tree of white moonlight&lt;br /&gt;anne the lover&lt;br /&gt;lou yan yi meng&lt;br /&gt;akuma de koibito&lt;br /&gt;aishiteruze baby&lt;br /&gt;koibana&lt;br /&gt;a thousand years of snow&lt;br /&gt;immortal rain&lt;br /&gt;body guard - hwang miri (and her other works)&lt;br /&gt;girl queen&lt;br /&gt;queens knight&lt;br /&gt;kimi sae mo ai no kusari&lt;br /&gt;dear&lt;br /&gt;hana ni nare&lt;br /&gt;F.O.X&lt;br /&gt;ciel&lt;br /&gt;tokyo innocent&lt;br /&gt;arisu ga fushigi&lt;br /&gt;chunrangyuljun&lt;br /&gt;escaflowne&lt;br /&gt;Masca&lt;br /&gt;unjyo rokaku kidan&lt;br /&gt;black bird&lt;br /&gt;dragon pearl boy&lt;br /&gt;spectacular diary&lt;br /&gt;hana meguri goyou&lt;br /&gt;juvenile orionel&lt;br /&gt;hazard&lt;br /&gt;tokimeki tonight&lt;br /&gt;devil's kiss&lt;br /&gt;snow drop&lt;br /&gt;thousand years of romance&lt;br /&gt;shibariya komachi&lt;br /&gt;incandescent moon&lt;br /&gt;MANA&lt;br /&gt;pahanjip&lt;br /&gt;strange traditional academy&lt;br /&gt;Celestrial in Love&lt;br /&gt;Cheon Hyang Bi Hwa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(i'm really a manga fan eh?lol. but what am I if im not?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's those i've found so far. of course not all are from Sherbet Lemon. Most are from other sources. (hoho! my large library of manga/anime/drama resources. muahaha) so exciting! can't wait!!!! ahhh... vic, reen, you guys are right. These ARE my drugs. LOL. they don't chemically change my body, they increase the release of endorphins into my body, thus my happy atmosphere after every manga marathon. LOL muahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH. and there's the talk bout&lt;strong&gt; Leavers&lt;/strong&gt;. OMG. i really can't wait. guess whole month of January I'll be travelling. WOOOHOOOO! China here I come! muahahha. have been discussing places to go for LEavers. Pulau Pangkor?Langkawi?Paya? Spore? Japan? Korea? Hongkong? Thailand? sighh... budget budget budget. LOL but CHINA for me is a MUST! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously can't wait. gosh. but sigh. its only August now. so. what else i have instore for me for the near future?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this week&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: Chem test, Accounting test, EALD report due.&lt;br /&gt;Friday: off to Melbourne&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: PQA test&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: back to good ol' Perth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Next week (week 4):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: Human Bio test&lt;br /&gt;Friday: Chem test (again)&lt;br /&gt;Chem prac &amp;amp; EALD speech&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Following week (week 5) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Applics Extension Due &amp;amp; test&lt;br /&gt;Mid Term Break!!!! WOOHOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. so i better get started on my EALD report. better start now b4 cramming it all onto Wed night! geh. so bye folks. :p&lt;br /&gt;till my next update.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-3966249793335050071?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/3966249793335050071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=3966249793335050071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/3966249793335050071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/3966249793335050071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2008/08/cant-believe-i-walked-into-my-applics.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-3848687948518742872</id><published>2008-07-30T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T05:29:11.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;We're half way there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Living on a prayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Take my hand - and we'll make it i swear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Living on a prayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UMAT's &lt;strong&gt;over&lt;/strong&gt; and done with.&lt;br /&gt;Section one sucks. to the max. *cries*&lt;br /&gt;sigh. lets just forget bout that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for southbankone.&lt;br /&gt;I WANT. I MUST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. gonna start up my engine... one more round to go. give it all you've got!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TERM 3's gonna suck the life out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We've gotta hold on ready or not&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You live for the fight when its all that you've got&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-3848687948518742872?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/3848687948518742872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=3848687948518742872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/3848687948518742872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/3848687948518742872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2008/07/were-half-way-there-living-on-prayer.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-4768539163929927404</id><published>2008-07-27T07:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T07:08:54.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what do you do when you're stressed?&lt;br /&gt;what do you do when you panic?&lt;br /&gt;what do you when you feel like you have no hope?&lt;br /&gt;what do you do when you feel like grabbing and pulling all of your lovely hair out?&lt;br /&gt;what do you do???????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; T.T -.-" O.0 P.P :( :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahhhh!!!!!! I AM FEELING SO SCAREDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish i could huddle and hide under my covers&lt;br /&gt;wish i could scream my lungs out&lt;br /&gt;wish i could close my eyes and open it again and 1 year has passed&lt;br /&gt;wish wish wish wish wish wish wish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm going crazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-4768539163929927404?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/4768539163929927404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=4768539163929927404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/4768539163929927404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/4768539163929927404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-do-you-do-when-youre-stressed-what.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-5150714731257274579</id><published>2008-07-20T04:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T04:36:02.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it sucks when you fail. a blow to your pride, shattered confidence. trampled ego. there ain't anything nice bout that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not sure i have enough confidence to think positively. i'm not sure if i can even try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i don't want it all falling apart. i don't want my world crumpling down before me. if i could save it, i would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;each step forward is like sliding fifty steps backward. the more i try the worse it becomes. and they say as long as you try your best it'll turn out well. don't know how true is that statement anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what else is there for me to do? there's no way in hell i'm gonna stand by and do nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;............................&lt;br /&gt;sucks huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-5150714731257274579?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/5150714731257274579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=5150714731257274579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/5150714731257274579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/5150714731257274579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2008/07/it-sucks-when-you-fail.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-1194370117935973202</id><published>2008-07-15T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T04:42:06.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow. it's been a very long time since i blogged. ahaha. yes yes. its a time for an update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;summary of term 2:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem1 exams over. (phew) and other small tests too. some did well some well er.... hehe. skipped quite a few(lot?) of lessons coz i er.. lazy wanna go. haha. though in the end my total absentee days for the whole semester only added up to 7 days! so that means i can still afford to skip about 13 more days during sem2 nd still be able to graduate!!!! yayyyy!!!! .... well that's about it for sem1 i guess. jz realised that i havent been doing anything other than studying. well except the occassional secret comic marathons and drawing sessions... XD yup. thats a wrap for the past 6 months!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. if you're wondering, no, i didn't go back this term. (nor term 1). sigh. so sien.&lt;br /&gt;right now bro is in the farm. havent seen him for a week already and now is the 2nd week. he's gonna be back this fri. yayy!!! cant wait for his farm stories. (apparently he doesn't even have phoneline and internet in the farm. can only call us when he goes to the city where there is a line!! wonder how he's coping there. lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A little calendar for the near future:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) term 3's starting next week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;2) UMAT - 30th July - about 2 weeks time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) PQA test - 9th Aug (i think)&lt;br /&gt;4) VTAC opens in Aug. gotta start applying for my beloved melbourne universities.&lt;br /&gt;5) mocks - in bout &lt;em&gt;3 months&lt;/em&gt; time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;6) TEE!! - in 4 months time!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) then its officially freedom &amp;amp; graduation from highschool!!! WOO HOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then that also means this 2 weeks is thorough practice and revision for UMAT. to hopefully get a better score than my ISAT, so that i stand a chance for other unis. (so that i can get offered an interview)&lt;br /&gt;and i also have to make sure i do VERY WELL to get a beautiful school aggregate/result so that i can have an extremely high TER score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. not forgetting to mention that i'll be going to melbourne on the 8th aug to sit PQA test(for Adelaide uni) which is on the 9th (as stated in number 3). but that also means i'll miss out on the UWA open day on Aug 10th. *sobs* ahh.. but on the other hand, i might have a chance to get a glimpse of my dream uni --monash melbourne! and melbourne uni. (yay) and also go for a little shopping in the city. double yay!! sigh. hopefully i can get in lah. still dunno if my ISAT scores are good enough. hopefully they are. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leave's me no choice but to rely on my (going-to-be) excellent school results. which means i have to study study studyyyyyyyyy! gah. that's what i've been doing and will be doing for the rest of the 4 months. well its obvious isnt it? so yes. my school textbooks are my soul mates now. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now for a little change of topic........................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just went on search for new songs and i found a new band! called&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; SHINee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. new boy band from SM entertainment group. pretty young, bout age 14-18!! but quite cute and yes. talented. they can sing and dance! though they all have baby faces.. they are cute. their first single: &lt;strong&gt;Replay&lt;/strong&gt; --&gt; though i think it's quite like a copied version of Chris Brown's &lt;em&gt;Yo(excuse me miss)&lt;/em&gt;.. pretty similar kinda music video as well (and not to mention the dance moves!!).. they went dancing towards the girl and like basketball scenes and etc. yup yup. i see a resemblance. :p haha. but still.. i think they did a pretty good job. (go view them on Youtube!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and and... &lt;strong&gt;Wonder girls' new songs&lt;/strong&gt;!! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So Hot&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;This Time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're Out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. pretty good i should say. since they always come up with good songs anyway! their new 'So Hot' is really catchy and my favourite though my ultimate favourite is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;'This Time'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. just like how i liked Gajyuga, Wishing on A Star, and Mianhan Maeum. XD its really good!! i recommend it!! it's playing on my blog anyway. :p though if you want to have your own, go google it and then download and let wonder girls serenade your soul!!! XD&lt;br /&gt;(btw, i love Sunye's new haircut!!!!!!!!! might try it someday, when i decide to cut of my locks. XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;things to look forward to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) trip to China with Rach ( i'm seriously saving up. coz i REALLY wanna go!!!! XD)&lt;br /&gt;2) go back to Penang. it'll be year since i've been back and i miss it(and all my friends of course) terribly.&lt;br /&gt;3) leaver's trip? havent confirm info and details on that yet though. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. ks. gotta go back to studying. its ok. i know my life's pretty sad right now. but i see happiness in a few months time. i shall endure. muahahaha. coz coz.. i have an aim:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aim: make sure i don't have any regrets. don't wanna finish TEE and go, "shit. should have studied harder." hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;so!! jiayou+gambatte+selamat berusaha+goodluck to me!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so cya. till when i update again. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-1194370117935973202?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/1194370117935973202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=1194370117935973202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/1194370117935973202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/1194370117935973202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2008/07/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-4004589301923156758</id><published>2008-04-18T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T21:51:47.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fooh. its been ages. ALOT happened. in short, term 1's over. and there's only one more week till the commencement of term 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i have been doing the past week: diligently reading my comics and wasting time. oh. so much for my great study plan. but all's not lost. i shall kickstart my engine today. after this, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoho. i will move forward. the future awaits me. oh yeah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will do as i like and i'll do what i want. and no one can stop me. woohoo. now i feel excited. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good luck to me. i will do my best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-4004589301923156758?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/4004589301923156758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=4004589301923156758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/4004589301923156758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/4004589301923156758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2008/04/fooh.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-8998204636080563752</id><published>2008-02-29T02:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T02:39:12.187-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;first round of tests are over. phewww. and i'm still alive. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;i am &lt;strong&gt;R-e-L-a-X-i-N-g&lt;/strong&gt; now!!! haaaaa~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want se7en to be my boyfriend and i want jaejoong to sing for me footsteps!!! kyaaaa!!! &gt;&lt; **i need my taiwan photos. my dear tan yuh ting. if you're reading this... PICTURES ASAPPPP!!! &gt;&lt; miss youuu!! **&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geh. =.=" it's so hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-8998204636080563752?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/8998204636080563752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=8998204636080563752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/8998204636080563752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/8998204636080563752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2008/02/first-round-of-tests-are-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-3692582986827654621</id><published>2008-02-19T04:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T04:36:04.582-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You! WAnnA DiE????&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hah. kidding. i'm juSTT &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tooo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;went to swimming carnival and all i did was take heaps of pictures, sleep and &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jumped down the pool at the end.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;That was the only main attraction. Got ourselves wet (well duh.) and didn't have extra clothes to change. freaking cold. water was salty, bitter and cold (eww). We are &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Year 12s&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; after all. man. that took quite a while to register. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leavers '08!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;alright.&lt;br /&gt;back to nerd-nerd lifestyle. sigh. how sad.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-3692582986827654621?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/3692582986827654621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=3692582986827654621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/3692582986827654621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/3692582986827654621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2008/02/you-wanna-die-hah.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-1544821053348209792</id><published>2008-02-09T18:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T18:57:01.095-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;first week of year 12. foooh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i have 0-kay teachers i guess. and thank god i still have friends in every class so i still have good company! yay!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so happy to get r-e-u-n-i-t-e-d with our dear fellow buddies! feels good you know? and yeah.. that special feeling of wearing our year 12 uniform and &lt;strong&gt;YEAR 12 PRIVILEDGES&lt;/strong&gt; only &lt;strong&gt;YEAR 12s&lt;/strong&gt; can get!! wheeeee!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and there was this issue for me bout changing Eald to Eng2a and dropping econs. but nah i think i'll just stick to my all 6 subjects from the start. i should be able to cope with 6 since i was able to do that last year... sighh. tough year for me. T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A year of no life awaits me. wish me all the luck i can get. coz im gonna need it. T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sigh. i need some sleep before i turn into a walking insomniac zombie. toodles! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-1544821053348209792?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/1544821053348209792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=1544821053348209792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/1544821053348209792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/1544821053348209792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2008/02/first-week-of-year-12.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-200128289185019271</id><published>2008-01-22T22:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T19:50:56.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so it has been a long time since i've last blogged. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came back from the all-chinese speaking country just couple of weeks ago and im glad i did. honestly, i really missed this dear old penang. it does feel good to be home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could say my new years' countdown was one of the best. why? because i managed to see &lt;strong&gt;Wang Lee Hom &lt;/strong&gt;on stage. and its for free. XD ting and i decided to go for the Tainan countdown while being squished like a human sandwich. i did manage to get a good view with Lee Hom looking around 7 inches tall on stage, meaning i am probably standing in the nearer middle of the crowd to the stage. hehe. omg he's so hot. even with a little beard and mustache. *falls to the ground* we did see other Taiwanese singers but none familiar to me. hehe. but it felt good to walk into a music shop and see those albums and say, "hey! i saw them live!" XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another good news here is that i finally &lt;strong&gt;can drive&lt;/strong&gt;!!! just got my license last week. i went to JPJ at 8.45am and had to wait till 4.30pm before they called my name to do the laluan test. it was terrible i tell you. it was so freaking hot and stuffy and there were heaps of people. heard that there were around 400 people taking the driving test that day. but well everything went well for me although it was all manual but i guess it was still fun.. especially when you change the gear. XD now i'm driving an auto car though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;driving took up most of my time here. even though i've already passed i've now turned into my family's driver coz i drive them everywhere. so i dont really have much free time with alot of things lining up yet to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im already flying back next week sunday. how sad. i wanna stay here longerr. T.T havent met up with those i've planned to meet up yet. shit. i miss them you know. it has been a year since i last saw them. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's one more important thing i &lt;strong&gt;MUST &lt;/strong&gt;get done. &lt;strong&gt;FIND MY BALL DRESS&lt;/strong&gt;!!! yes. i havent found mine yet. die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what my perth friends are doing. don't even know where they are now. i miss themmmmmmmmmm! ARGHHH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant believe im in Year 12 this year. sigh. and i havent paid the school fees yet. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;big year everyone!! coz there's an extra day this year! (remember. 2008 is a leap year. which means our february's gonna be longer than usual.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. i have &lt;strong&gt;ALOT&lt;/strong&gt; of plans for myself this year. really. i tell you now. i wont slack off. i promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;::**why? what have you done? now you've ruined everything. i'm fed up of all this. i really am.**::&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-200128289185019271?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/200128289185019271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=200128289185019271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/200128289185019271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/200128289185019271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2008/01/so-it-has-been-long-time-since-ive-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-742663185783463374</id><published>2007-12-18T20:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T21:02:39.864-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>eating &lt;strong&gt;alot.&lt;/strong&gt; food here is WoNdErFuL. damn. i'll come back as a fat pig. T-T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something funny yesterday night::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*me and yt were being abit retarded, irritating each other as usual b4 we sleep and..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: eh, you stupid is it now?&lt;br /&gt;yt: yalor!&lt;br /&gt;me: .......................... (bursts out in laughter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first time yt ever made a retarded mistake like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muahahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-742663185783463374?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/742663185783463374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=742663185783463374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/742663185783463374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/742663185783463374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2007/12/eating-alot.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-537457279040802689</id><published>2007-12-14T04:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T04:23:45.531-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;where am i now? in TAIWAN. yes. and loving it. oh yeah~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;right now my dear bestie is playing beautiful music for me while i'm on the computer now. tehehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OOHH MYY GOSSSHHH. TAIWAN IS BEAUUTIIFULLL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;went on the 6day tour. have to admit. it was pretty tiring but i guess the whole thing was pretty nice coz managed to shopping in every state we visited. hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my dear bestie's relatives are cool. her cousins are cute. her uncle's house is lovely. the bed is so comfy. oh yeah~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and probably next week i'll be off to kaohsiung to visit my uncle. im definitely gonna take pictures of his wife. :p yeahh~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and there's  not much to write bout anyway, just that winter isn't that cold so my jackets are just taking up space in my suitcase and my money is diminishing at the rate of approx. NT1500 a day. T_T gotta start budgeting soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so yes. i think that's bout it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Conclusion is : I'M ENJOYING MYSELF ALOT. teehee. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-537457279040802689?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/537457279040802689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=537457279040802689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/537457279040802689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/537457279040802689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2007/12/where-am-i-now-in-taiwan.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-5394024639311330012</id><published>2007-12-07T19:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T19:10:02.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;YEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today's finally the day. its just one more hour before i leave for the airport. and i've packed everything. and one bad news. i can't find my headphones. T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;some fast summary:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1) i've already passed my undang and currently waiting for my 'L' license.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2) i like driving. i like it when the car moves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3) went to Pesta on thur after my undang and practical kuliah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4) went for the MYOP orchestra costing me rm30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5) &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I"M NOW OFF TO TAIWANNNNNN!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-5394024639311330012?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/5394024639311330012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=5394024639311330012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/5394024639311330012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/5394024639311330012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2007/12/yeeeeeehaaaaaaaaaaaa-todays-finally-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-5644985775741115790</id><published>2007-12-02T22:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T22:40:51.352-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;I woke up one day and realised that there's nothing left. Nothing at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-5644985775741115790?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/5644985775741115790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=5644985775741115790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/5644985775741115790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/5644985775741115790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-woke-up-one-day-and-realised-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-5725867891322987341</id><published>2007-11-30T20:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T20:24:55.741-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;UWAHHHHHHH!! finally able to crawl out of my shell. *takes big breath* and shouts: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I AM FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ha.... yes yes. exams over 4 days ago. but i've been internet-less for more than a week thanks to the retardedness of some DNS server which i don't even have the least clue of its about..so yes. i actually survived one week of no internet. was pretty sad coz i had all the time in the world to go check out some new hot stuff... and more videos and songs and etc.. sadness... real sadness i tell you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but who cares anyway. now i'm back in &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;WONDERFUL&lt;/span&gt; penang with full internet connection and fabulous glorious food. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I AM FEELING STUPIDLY HAPPY.&lt;/span&gt; oh. there's reasons. there's always reasons. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i have already started my beautiful countdown for the most exciting event for me this year.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;TAIWANNNNN&lt;/span&gt;!!!! yayyyy!!!!!! *jumps up and claps hands. slaps everyone's ass and go hysterical* do i need to say more?&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; I AM EXCITED&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and i've saved lotsa money. I'M RICH NOW. but gonna be poor in a months time. i can just forsee that. :P and yes. there's this goal i have to reach.. and absolute must-remember-to-accomplish. sigh. busy. busy. BUSY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'm heading down to KL tomoro. gotta go visit my grandfather &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;before its too late.&lt;/span&gt; if you know what i mean. havent seen him for a year.. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;anyway, other than feeling excited, i'm feeling quite pissed. oh. but you don't have to know the reason. so just leave it as that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hmm... wat else wat else. shall i talk about exams? gosh. NO. they're already over. forgotten. abandoned. extinct. at least for this year. HEHEHE. its time to flush out everything and clean my brains well. that's what holidays are for. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and do you know? i love horses. and donkeys. and dogs. and cats. and ferrets. and just every animal that is cute. yes. must not forget my marsupial family frens. hehehe. beautiful creatures. all of em. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;one more thing.&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt; I LOVE GIRLS GENERATION&lt;/span&gt;. :D right mich??? they are just fantastic. Wonder Girls too. man.. oh. i love 8eight too.. beautiful voice which can just bewitch you. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YAY. YAY. YAY. if you havent noticed by now, my overall mood is : &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;yay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;later i'm : going out, watching Enchanted, eating my favourite Kim Gary. NICE. ;P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;again, me is happy. *big grin* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-5725867891322987341?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/5725867891322987341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=5725867891322987341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/5725867891322987341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/5725867891322987341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2007/11/uwahhhhhhh-finally-able-to-crawl-out-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-755830246777646496</id><published>2007-11-16T01:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T02:36:08.435-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Stressed.&lt;/span&gt; What more can I say?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;17 chapters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Human Bio&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;18 chapters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Chem&lt;/span&gt; in less than two and a half days. possible? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll try. i'll try. i'll make it somehow. wish me luck. i'm gonna need it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-755830246777646496?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/755830246777646496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=755830246777646496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/755830246777646496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/755830246777646496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2007/11/stressed.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-7004730068736314292</id><published>2007-11-13T02:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T03:02:25.722-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes yes. it seems like i've been featured in a few blogs. i'm so popular now eh? (oh well. not really. its only two blogs. =.=) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*turns to mich, makes super high pitched voice:: &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"hey wenn, you must tell me truth k.............."&lt;/span&gt; (BURSTS OUT IN LAUGHTER), mich &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;blushes*&lt;/span&gt; awwww.. &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*pats on mich's head*&lt;/span&gt; so cuteeeeeeeeeeee!!!! hehehe. looks like it'll take a while for me to get over this. &gt;&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well wellll.......... some good news is: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I've booked the Chrysler 300c Limo!!!!! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;and its all thanks to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#339999;"&gt;MY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; efforts. *roars with laughter*. praise me everyone. praise me. *takes bow*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oh. but that lady havent sent me that invoice yet. =.= she's slow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And now.. some dreadful marks :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Econs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: managed to pass with a 62% without studying. pretty lucky i should say. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;IC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FAILED&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;with a 47%. seems like getting 21/40 my lucky number. oh. wait a minute. 21/40.. that means i passed. ehehehehe. by only 1 mark. oh.. and i thought if you get below a 50 its a fail.. hmm.. maybe it aint that badddd... hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Chem:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1) Redox test: &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;89%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2) Organic compounds test : &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;91%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3) Prac : &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;93%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Accounting: &lt;/strong&gt;theory test:&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; 82%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yayyyyyyyyyyyyy. Plans for next year are &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;so cool&lt;/span&gt;. WOOHOOOO! can't wait. just hope things get organised and done fast and we'll just have to pray for everything to go right!! :) :) yayyyyyyy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and what's more. the biggest event for me this year... its like coming up in bout &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;3 weeks&lt;/span&gt;!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;woohooooo! *screams &amp;amp; jumps for joy* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;TAIWANNNNNNN!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;some dates to remember:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1) &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Exams&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;19th Nov:: &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Chemistry&lt;/span&gt; &gt;&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Humanbio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;21st Nov:: &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Econs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;23rd Nov:: &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Chem Writeup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;26th Nov:: &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Intro Calc&lt;/span&gt; &gt;&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Accounting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2) 1st Dec:: &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leave to Penang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (JOY!!!!!!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3) 8th Dec::&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Leave to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;TAIWAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(*hooray hooray! throws confetti*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4) 3rd January:: &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Come&lt;/span&gt; back&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Taiwan&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5) 4th January:: Do my &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;driving test&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; etc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And maybe i might go down to S'pore to camp at Omi's place. hehehehe.. extra fun right right? hohooho~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And that's it so far. OH. one important thing::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I am Ponteng-ing tomoro!!!! muahahahhaa!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;toodles my dearies~ *roars with laughter*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-7004730068736314292?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/7004730068736314292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=7004730068736314292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/7004730068736314292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/7004730068736314292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2007/11/yes-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-3114464729356477354</id><published>2007-11-10T06:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T06:40:09.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Bored. Some randoms:&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One more month. YESSSS!!! &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;*exclaims with extreme enthusiasm*&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Misses &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Yuhting&lt;/span&gt;. mwah.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oh, don't start. :P&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oh great. don't wanna start. &gt;&lt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;be baffled. i will surprise you. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Boo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;watch out! alert! alert! warning! caution! prepare yourselves.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Incoming. (bird shit falls from sky. *plat* on your head. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lalalala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;t'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hate school. &gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;transverse and longitudinal arch of the foot enables bipedal locomotion.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;alicyclic hydrocarbons are compounds in which their carbon atoms are arranged in close rings.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;effective phrases to introduce references to the text.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Develop the index laws. Investigate the limiting behaviour.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Market equilibrium is achieved at a price at which the amount willingly demanded and supplied are equal.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;An asset is a resource controlled by the entity which resulted from past events from which future economic benefits are expected to flow to the entity.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Geh. *pukes*&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Scream&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;with&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;flowers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wanna play. Wanna not study. Wanna get distracted. Wanna enjoy. Wanna wanna wanna.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;One picture i liked. a year ago:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(yes i do realise i look like a puppy asking for bones.)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/RzW-s3IRr4I/AAAAAAAAAG8/fgR_2D3PC1g/s1600-h/PICT2223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131217028380733314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/RzW-s3IRr4I/AAAAAAAAAG8/fgR_2D3PC1g/s320/PICT2223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-3114464729356477354?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/3114464729356477354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=3114464729356477354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/3114464729356477354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/3114464729356477354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2007/11/bored.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/RzW-s3IRr4I/AAAAAAAAAG8/fgR_2D3PC1g/s72-c/PICT2223.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-9044958258348826569</id><published>2007-11-08T21:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T21:18:32.095-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;sitting in Econs' private study. handed in assignment. yay. i won't be penalized. &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;just found some few interesting things when typing my last name 'wen' into google:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;:: WEN is an organisation which links women and the environment and is especially concerned with issues concerning women's health and reproductive systems. WEN runs the Real Nappy Project to raise awareness about the environmental impact of nappies and to ensure that parents and adults with incontinence have a fair choice. from &lt;a href="http://www.wen.org.uk/"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: windowtext"&gt;www.wen.org.uk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;:: WEN is the initials for the company 'Wendy's International'. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"&gt;Quotes delayed for WEN. Get &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://billing.finance.yahoo.com/ym/f/FinanceReal1?.src=quote&amp;amp;.refer=qb"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal; COLOR: windowtext; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"&gt;streaming real-time quotes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"&gt; - FREE trial. &lt;a href="http://finance.yahoo.com/q?s=wen"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: windowtext"&gt;http://finance.yahoo.com/q?s=wen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"&gt;:: Welcome to Wen Products, one of the oldest and most trusted names in power tools. We have been responsible for many of the tool innovations that convenience your life every day. Please take a moment to browse through our catalog pages to see our full line of products. There is always something new going on at Wen. &lt;a href="http://www.wenproducts.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: windowtext"&gt;http://www.wenproducts.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Quite amazing. and purely random. =.=&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i was just bored. greatly in need for some entertainment. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-9044958258348826569?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/9044958258348826569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=9044958258348826569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/9044958258348826569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/9044958258348826569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2007/11/sitting-in-econs-private-study.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-8933168542860409388</id><published>2007-11-07T01:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T02:03:53.072-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm not 168cm. i'm 165cm. confirmed. unfortunately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ESL's gone for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IC test's screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Econs test's screwed but lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human Bio test's okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accounting BEWA exam's disqualified for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It came today. good news coz nothing's wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Detention today was Pinkerton with 4 other students with the same reasons and suffered a worksheet bout wearing uniform correctly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw an old man with brown pants and brown shoes with stripey red socks. caught my attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missing someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guilty. &gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-8933168542860409388?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/8933168542860409388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=8933168542860409388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/8933168542860409388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/8933168542860409388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-not-168cm.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-5267504089383615646</id><published>2007-11-01T02:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T07:37:28.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;please tell me im wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;please tell me that i'm the one thinking too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;i don't want to hate you. i don't want to dislike you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;i trusted you. i made myself trust you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;everytime you do something to me, discretely and indirectly, i know. and i do realise. but i tell myself 'no, you'll never do that to me. i'm just taking things too seriously.' and i pray that its true. that yes, it's just me and nothing's wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;i believed in you. i thought that you'd be that friend you seem to be. i wanted to believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;i treasured you. and loved you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;yet, you took advantage and took me for granted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;but i let it slide. i tried to let it not get to me. i tried to make myself believe it was all a misunderstanding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;i pretended that it didn't matter. i tried not to be bothered. but i can't anymore. i can't just keep ignoring. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;honestly, i do understand why you do those things you do to me. i know how you feel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;but that doesnt give you the right to hurt me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;in the end, you're just like all the others who hurt others for their own selfishness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;if you thought you could carry on hurting me the way you do and that i'll be happy letting you do so, you are so very wrong. it's a pity im not as stupid as you think i am. i too, have a limit as to how far this can go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;you know how much you mean to me. and i'm really disappointed. i really thought you'd be the friend you claimed to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;even so, i want to believe that this is all just a misunderstanding. so please, tell me i'm wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-5267504089383615646?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/5267504089383615646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=5267504089383615646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/5267504089383615646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/5267504089383615646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2007/11/please-tell-me-im-wrong.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-1159553907052867340</id><published>2007-10-27T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T20:27:46.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i hate snails. i really do.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Some amazing facts about snails:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"&gt;"A popular divinatory use for the snail, found in Scotland, Wales, and Ireland as well as England, is to place it in the ashes of the hearth, or on a plate of flour, and examine the marks of the creature's random meanderings to see the initial of your future spouse's name. The first known mention of this belief is in Gay's &lt;i&gt;Shepherd's Week&lt;/i&gt; (1714: 34). "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"&gt;"Others claimed that it was lucky to throw a snail over your left shoulder (Henderson, 1879: 116). "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"&gt;"They also had their uses in folk medicine, being recommended for earache (prick with a needle and drip the juice into the ear), coughs and colds (boil snails in barleywater), to remove &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.answers.com/topic/wart" target="_top"&gt;&lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: none; text-underline: nonecolor:windowtext;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"&gt;warts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"&gt;, cure the ague (strung on a thread and frizzled over the fire) (Black 1883: 56-7) and for gout (pounded into a plaster) (Aubrey, 1686/1880: 256). "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"&gt;"The well-known rhyme recited to snails by children:&lt;br /&gt;Snail, snail, Come out of your hole&lt;br /&gt;Or else I'll beat you, As black as coal.&lt;br /&gt;Snail, snail, Put out your horns&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you bread, And barley corns,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was first printed in the mid-18th century, but the Opies point out its very wide geographical spread, taking in most of Europe and China, which possibly argues for it being considerably older."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I guess i really had too much time on my hands to be doing research on snails. Really fascinating isn't it? there's even a rhyme for snails. =.="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Brings back the memories of how i first developed my phobia toward all mollusks, annelids and many other disgusting, soft, worm/milipede/slug-like bodies. Happened many years ago, when i was still in elementary school. My brothers, cousins, neighbours and I grouped round a table with some match sticks, tongs and some kind of container(i think it was porcelain) and we started to make a mini-bonfire. Then we went out hunting for things we could burn, and came back with a load of snails and milipedes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;we picked up the snails which have already shrunken into their shells out of fear and placed them right in the middle of the bonfire and watch it shrivel out, with greenish-yellowish-milky-coloured "blood" ooze out of its body, and then finally it was left with only the burnt-black shell. we also did the same with the milipedes and watch it roll into a ball and oozing out some-coloured "blood" and turned into ashes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ever since then, i've had that phobia, especially towards snails. i hate seeing them, watching them crawling, or stepping on them, or WATCH it get stepped, or an already-stepped-on snail. when i see a snail, i'll be sure to keep my distance. i just wonder how some people can just pick the snails up and throw them at the wall, or over the wall. Not like i care if the snails die or not but it's just disgusting and creepy. the way the snails with its soft moist body crawl around, giving displeasure to housewives, gardeners, and those who step on them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;But ever since that mini-bonfire incident, i've managed to develop a liking for burning things. not to mention cutting things too. i remember the time me and my brother would go out hunting for grasshoppers and locusts to burn. and once they've been "cooked" we gave it to our dog, Brownie. Brownie really loved those special treats we gave him (he's dead now though. and no, it wasn't because of the fried grasshoppers). and you know, the cooked grasshoppers smelled so good and looked so crispy. i might actually eat one one day, probably for survival. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i really don't know why i'm talking about this but oh well. just some reminiscing thats all. ahh.. my childhood days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i can't believe i can actually write this crap with a whole econs assignment due tomoro which i havent even started. and i actually volunteered to accompany my mom grocery shopping later. oh well. i'll manage somehow. (oh yeah. it has already been a week since mom came back, and everything has became a standstill. if you actually know what i mean.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;alright. so much for snails. i'm off now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-1159553907052867340?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/1159553907052867340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=1159553907052867340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/1159553907052867340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/1159553907052867340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-hate-snails.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-7364286738727750359</id><published>2007-10-06T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T22:12:26.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sweet sunday. not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom called yesterday and said that she won't be coming back anymore, leaving me and my bro to fend for ourselves till the end of the year, with no more luxury, parental guidance and morning transport. i'll have to slaught like a maid and be a servant of my bro.... okay. that wasn't &lt;em&gt;exactly&lt;/em&gt; what she said. she just said she won't be coming back anymore and that it'll just be me and my bro in the house for the whole of term four. she'll send money and that's about it. which means i'm left to babysit my bro and do house chores for the rest of the year. shit. my pampered life is being ripped away from me. shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but oh well. not really sure if mom's really gonna leave us like this. i mean, hey, if she's not here i don't really have to bother cleaning the house since she won't even come back to check whether the house is clean or dirty. right? LOL. anyway, i kinda 'caught' her coz she told me to quickly email her the things i want her to buy for me coz today is the last day of the Parkson Grand sale. and i went like, "what's the point of buying for me when you're not even coming back here to give it to me? i might as well just wait for two months and go home and buy it myself." and there was this pause at the other side of the phone. hah! then she said, "oh.. just thinking only.. considering..considering..". and then she burst out in laughter. so much for the big idea. but still, kinda think my mom might really not come back. though i don't think it'll be all bad. it'll definitely mean freedom and some air to breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, with that aside. i've been doing nothing. i've said that in the earlier post as well and i've been doing the same things everyday. pretty crappy life eh? have been force feeding myself with tomatoes and drinking tea till i just want nothing to do with them anymore. why, you say? of course. it's for the complexion. COMPLEXION. tomatoes and tea is good for your skin. and as you know how vain i am, i go for the "no pain no gain" motto. there's also this disgusting chinese herb thing i drink.. it is i think.. some mung bean thing with fok san and wei sang. oh well. it IS disgusting. has no taste but has this creamy texture. the thought of it just makes me sick with nausea. =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i've been trying to get myself to sit down and do my IC since i have 15 exercises to catch up with, with me being 4 chapters behind and all. but i'm not even close to completing one exercise. gosh, i'm so hopeless. and then i suddenly remember i have two assignments to finish. great. the big temptation from the computer just attracts me like a magnet away from my homework and productive work i could be doing. and then there's this new site i've found where you can download heaps of interesting things that interests me. yes you've guessed it right. i don't have to say what it is. those who know me well will know. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes. i'm still waiting for Princess. it's so bl**** slow. but its okay. i'll wait. no matter how long it takes. i'll wait.............=.= @#$%!!!! awww. screw it. i've found plenty of others interesting too. *snicker*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. to those who faithfully visit this very dull blog of mine, please pardon me. i really have no idea how to make this blog more interesting, or how to make my ever so boring life so interesting to talk about. i'm so sorry for repeating the same things i do everyday in different words and sentences. sighh. i need something to spice up my life. *tears*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bilakah masaku untuk dilamun cinta? hidupku dah cukup membosankan. grrr.. ahh. tak apalah. lebih baik jangan kerap menanti-nanti. Sakit hatiku nanti.&lt;/em&gt; sighh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-7364286738727750359?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/7364286738727750359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=7364286738727750359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/7364286738727750359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/7364286738727750359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2007/10/sweet-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-3208494202534208277</id><published>2007-10-04T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T06:39:23.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>seven days passed since my holiday first started and i'm proud to say that i haven't done anything productive...yet.. time seems to be flying pass me and i don't seem to care. the very thought that my holiday will be coming to an end in like.. about eleven days.. is just too much of a bother to think about. i'm supposed to do lotsa things and make the best out of this holiday but oh well.. screw it for all i care. i can finally have this 'break' and i'm enjoying this. waking up at 12pm and laze around the computer till dinner time and eat, then computer then sleep. sometimes i go out in the afternoon, and etc. woooooooo! havent touched my school bag and my hand writing sucks now that i havent held a pencil/pen in such a long time.. this is life baby.. this is life~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about two days ago, went to Perth Royal Show. enjoyed myself i think.. coz i won prizes.. a very big toy and some smaller others. going to give them away though.. to someone who would actually appreciate the things i give them. *wink wink* LOL was hugging the toy the whole day.. arms aching and in pain the next day. i should build more muscles. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, all i can say is i'm pretty much bored here. there isn't much to do besides making food for me and my bro to eat, gluing my eyes on the computer, bathing, going out and sleeping. what a boring life but at least it's far better than studying. actually truth is, i went to the library with my bro today. went at 1.30pm. i sat down at started to do IC coz i have like 15 exercises to catch up with and i'm always stuck at the stupid optimisation chapter which seem to take forever to finish, and i keep doing the same questions again and again. anyway, i could only manage to do four questions.. not very productive if i say so myself. the rest of the time i spent drawing, trying to draw perfect shoes. that was kinda hard since i can't draw a front view shot of shoes of a person standing. oh well. and then at 3pm my bro said we were being useless in the library since the only thing we thought of doing was to do anything besides studying. so screw it. we went home. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. i'm suddenly having a craving for some french fries... and.. nasi kandar. shit.. i wanna eat nasi kandar! and i miss my roti telur with sausage and cheese. my school's the best for it. and it only costs you RM1.50.. not sure if the price has increased but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am feeling sleepy again. it's only 9.24pm. what time did i wake up today? around 11am. so that means i've only been awake for 10 hours and 24 minutes. so what. i don't care. i think i should go sleep sleep then. yay. my beauty sleep. my wonderful sleep. zzzzzzzzzzzzZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-3208494202534208277?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/3208494202534208277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=3208494202534208277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/3208494202534208277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/3208494202534208277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2007/10/seven-days-passed-since-my-holiday.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-7792234566437035100</id><published>2007-09-29T04:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T06:22:58.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YES! holidays started! WOOHOOOOOO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday, went out to city and met up with Ellie and Mich. Yesterday was the Great Fete but well.. i didn't go.. XD i woke up at 11something... hehe.. so anyway we went to city and had lunch and bubble tea and went to time zone to take neoprints!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115603650707103378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 358px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="155" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Rv5GaqwWnpI/AAAAAAAAAGE/5gTJ1HlDsnU/s320/sdryghiserhg.bmp" width="357" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;well anyway, after we took neo prints we went to borders and read some books/magazines/manga... and then went home.. well nothing particularly interesting happened yesterday apart from the underaged-17-year-old-guy standing outside the body piercing shop asking my bro to buy for him the $17 gold pipe for him coz to buy that pipe you need to be above 18. i went down with my bro into the shop and wow.. they had all sorts of bongs, pipes, pictures of marilyn manson, and lotsa other stuff!! then we went to take a look at the $17 gold pipes but there were so many!!! but anyway my bro just bought one which looked the nicest and then gave it to the guy.. hehe and the guy was really grateful.. we met him later on bus home.. LOL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;after we got home, i was busy locking my eyes on the computer.. doing what? well.. checking for my usual updates and posting posts on to some forums so that i can reach the minimum limit to download some valuable stuffs!!! heehee.. and also.. my bro and i went to buy some beer to drink together.. the beer tasted bitter to me and i didn't like it but my bro said it was really nice, and pretty expensive too.. budweiser--the king of beers.. and that was yesterday..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;today, i woke up late.. bout 12smth pm.. was supposed to wake up earlier but couldn't.. don't know why.. and well i didnt want to go to city today but went in the end. met mich and ellie there at bout 2pm since the bus was super late!!! and oh.. before meeting them there was this beggar-looking guy who came up to me and asked me for 40 cents.. i was quite scared since i was alone and there wasn't any people around so i quickly gave him 50cents and went away as fast as i could. i didn't wanna stall there any longer coz he had some friends there too so i was worried that they might attack me or something.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so yeah met up with mich and ellie and went walking round city.. i bought a pair of sunglasses from cotton on, cost me $13 which mich and ellie said was nice although my bro told me i looked freaky with it when he picked me up at the bus stop later. oh well. i bought it anyway so can't do much about it now. and i also bought a new pair of high heels, cost me $40. it is striped and yay! its nice. i like it. though it hurts my heel coz of the friction with the shoe and my skin. next time i'm gonna wear it im gonna put some plaster or something. just figure something out. hehe..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;then we went to this cool shop with all those funny wordings on them like "i'm with stupid--&gt;" and "and on the eighth day God created me" and etc etc. then we headed to tea fusion for bubbletea!! and i can't really remember what we did next. i remember going back to library to meet up with weijia so that we can take the bus home together. have been more than two weeks since i last saw her.. and oh! i dunno if today is just my lucky but i got asked to give some money again by this guy holding up signs.. he went right up to me and asked me to read the sign.. it said "help stop this addition with a coin"... and i was like WTH.. stop wat addition? well i think he spelled it wrongly.. maybe it was meant to be 'addiction' or something but i gave a coin anyway eventhough i was really in a rush to catch the bus.. well at least this guy didn't look scary like the first one did earlier in the day.. and then on the way to the busport another beggar-like guy tried to stop us to get some money but this time i just walked straight ahead since he was nearer weijia anyway.. LOL well we were in a rush so... heh.. but that guy looked as scary as the first one so.... yeah.. anyway i dunno how is it possible to be asked money 3 times in a day.. oh well. oh! on the way home, my bro was so sweet! he called me to say that when i reach my bus stop he would come and pick me so that it won't be that dangerous since it was getting dark.. aww... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and then back at home, we played with the sparklers we bought the other day. it was sooo fun! even though it was only the two of us... hehe have some pictures on that one ::&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115610316496346786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Rv5MeqwWnqI/AAAAAAAAAGM/zhnoiYxJ164/s320/DSC02035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115611304338824882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Rv5NYKwWnrI/AAAAAAAAAGU/w94z5Rwddyw/s320/DSC02036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115611652231175874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Rv5NsawWnsI/AAAAAAAAAGc/MaN8X1UEd8c/s320/DSC02027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115612923541495506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Rv5O2awWntI/AAAAAAAAAGk/-Absp4mRJj0/s320/DSC02019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115613194124435170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Rv5PGKwWnuI/AAAAAAAAAGs/rDt2HMr94ck/s320/DSC02020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115613992988352242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Rv5P0qwWnvI/AAAAAAAAAG0/hyjf7p3P090/s320/DSC02028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;heehee!! damn fun lahh!! i wanna play again!.. oh well.. now im off to go watch a movie with ma bro. XD byes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-7792234566437035100?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/7792234566437035100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=7792234566437035100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/7792234566437035100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/7792234566437035100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2007/09/yes-holidays-started-woohoooooo.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/Rv5GaqwWnpI/AAAAAAAAAGE/5gTJ1HlDsnU/s72-c/sdryghiserhg.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-2341115317247407506</id><published>2007-09-27T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T07:22:31.005-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. what is there to do. nothing. i don't wanna do anything. my princess is not updated and i'm dying to know what happens next. nothing is being updated and  there are dramas waiting for me to watch. but i just don't feel like doing anything. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today slept till ten something. then got up and went grocery shopping with mom. and then we went to city to eat some nice nice dimsum and then off we went to the bank for some stuff. and then home. i slept like a pig and then woke up again to collect food from weijia's mom. so nice. beef rice and cabbage. so yummy. she's such a good cook i should learn from her one day. ^^ and then i'm on the computer. bro's watching Only You beside me while i'm typing this crap. sigh. life's so boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom's flying off in 2hours time and what should i be doing now. i don't know. mom's constantly nagging me to fold the clothes. sigh. and i wish my bro would stop playing his now 5-stringed guitar. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like watching The Twelve Kingdoms but my computer storage capacity has almost reached its limit. can't store another 12GB worth of shows. sigh. and this other computer is so retarded it doesnt have a decent media player to play this weird formatted file. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;women are just so evil sometimes. they are so stupid that they sleep with some man they meet for the first time claiming to fall in love with him, and get pregnant. then their "lover" leaves them and they go back to that loyal guy who has liked them since forever to take care of them and the child. and then that "lover" comes back and they fly into that "lover's" arms, taking their child and leaving that loyal guy all alone again, forgetting how much that loyal guy has showered them with love and care, working so hard to support them and the child. how sad. i really pity the guy. sigh. women. so selfish. taking people for granted, taking advantage of those who love them. so ungrateful. sigh. so degrading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i am really bored now and i have nothing to yap on about so i better go get some sleep or something. hehe. byes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-2341115317247407506?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/2341115317247407506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=2341115317247407506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/2341115317247407506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/2341115317247407506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-bored-im-bored-im-bored-im-bored-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-4709382420725329490</id><published>2007-09-26T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T08:16:35.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was the last day i am ever gonna wear that green green uniform. why you ask? hoho. that's coz there's only 2 days of school left for this term. thursday--&gt;i'm not going to school. friday--&gt;we wear sports uniform::The Great Fate. and next term we'll be back wearing our summer uniforms. and then.... our YEAR 12 uniforms. ha... time passes so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i'll elaborate more on 'why i don't have to go to school tomoro (thursday)'. this morning, while eating breakfast, mom asked me what lessons i have tomoro (thursday) and i just told her we were having lotsa free periods and etc. which is true. and i'm been going on the whole week bout how my friends have already left the country, and that we don't do much in school now since almost half the people in the class are away due to the Japan tour, Europe tour, Bio camp, vacation, and other reasons for being absent. so yup. we only do work and revision in classes now. well, except Human Bio where we are still learning new stuff bout muscles and etc. Chem too. with all that redox thing. so anyway, mom said, "so.. can you skip tomoro?" haha. and i was like "yes please.".. well what do you expect? you don't get this everyday. mom wanted me to accompany her for some grocery shopping to stock up the fridge with edible and delicious food since she'll be flying off tomoro and absent for 3 weeks, leaving me to babysit my brother all alone. sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now with that aside, i also would like to make other announcements. i've gotten my Chem mark back. it's ok i guess. i'm satisfied with this 91%. hehe. and oh yeah. i would like to extend my congratulations to MICHELLE CHU coz she also got a 91% for Chem and 95% for her Accounting, which i am so proud of. she has put in alot of effort into her studying and it paid off!! HURRAYY!! and her hard work should be acknowledged and given decent credits for. as a reward, i treated her Bubbletea. HEHE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. yesterday was some big incident for me. i, mich and ellie went for our little adventure. i was so scared, being the goodie girl and 'guai kia' i am.. that's not so surprising. but i am never gonna do it again. it's too stressful. sure it was fun and all but .. ha.. my good night's sleep is more important. well, not like i didn't sleep last night but most of the time we were on the adventure my heart was beating so fast i thought it would never slow down. phew. glad it was over. i'll never do it without my mom's consent.  the whole reason i was scared was 98% because of my mom. so next time, i'm gonna tell her first. hehe. nice plannig huh. oh well. i am a good girl after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then there's nothing much to add already so i'm gonna go off now. hehe~ beauty sleep awaits~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-4709382420725329490?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/4709382420725329490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=4709382420725329490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/4709382420725329490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/4709382420725329490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2007/09/today-was-last-day-i-am-ever-gonna-wear.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3890915236449928813.post-4214060236195649120</id><published>2007-09-23T03:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T05:26:59.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>huahhhh. *breathes out a sigh of relief*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay. New blog. just finished editing here and there, and it's finally done!! *wipes sweat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, some good news to present::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. just finished my last test for the term! Chem test&gt;&gt;out of the way!!&lt;br /&gt;2. Human bio Score:: 92.5%&lt;br /&gt;3. Accounting Score:: 100%&lt;br /&gt;4. IC:: 47%&lt;br /&gt;5. bday just passed, richer by some cash amount&lt;br /&gt;6. NO MORE TESTS!!! WOOHOOOOOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yay. i can now enjoy myself greatly. without any troubles. without any worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. you may think it strange that failing my IC with a 47% is a good thing.. well.. it is my first time failing a test so it's sorta "breaking my records"..i walked out of the classroom knowing i would fail, and when i got my paper back.. the moment i saw my mark.. i laughed out loud. i was even happier than when i got 100% in accounting. weird huh..  kinda..  well.. i hate math and that test was really hard... =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh to add, my mom's going back this FRIDAY. is that good? or bad? HOHOHOHOHO. of course it's good. well, at least i get the rule the house abit.. for 3 weeks.. HEHEHE.. and mom'll come back at the right time when i am tired of babysitting my bro. YAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha~~~~~ kinda happy/relieved/peaceful/calm/and everything that defines a positive emotion/feeling/environment/atmosphere/ambiance/etc. hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*this blog kinda different than my previous ones. not so "dark". hehe. i likke itt!!^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3890915236449928813-4214060236195649120?l=slippedout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/feeds/4214060236195649120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3890915236449928813&amp;postID=4214060236195649120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/4214060236195649120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3890915236449928813/posts/default/4214060236195649120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slippedout.blogspot.com/2007/09/when-i-realise-that-forever-was-in-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954199731783321613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftn8kJZxGwU/SkutAKYUdfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/CXSRTN1RPr0/S220/13022008324sml.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
