<?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-7275414</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:38:07.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`[mEh]</title><subtitle type='html'>a pLaCe wHeR mY hOpE, DrEaMx, WiSheS, aNd fEeLiNgS aRe =) </subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>301</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-114068448897853029</id><published>2006-02-23T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T19:30:36.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ON THE .. ;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;verge of crying. because i'm getting very very touched with everything that's happening to me right now. i'm touched to have such good friends like you (: and i'm so inlove with you people. wahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;verge of sleeping. i have no idea. i just get so hyper at night, and i will get so sleep in the day. i keep telling you guys i'm nocturnal and you will just tell me i'm just lying to myself saying the energy is all 'false energy' but i'm serious, i'm really getting nocturnal. imma OWL in my previous life for all you know, hmph &gt;&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;brink of insanity because i can't wait for tomorrow. because i'm going to be &lt;em&gt;fifteen&lt;/em&gt;. whahaha. ( i would probably go for a movie tomorrow next year at this time. PURPOSELY watch nc 16 movie :D ) sad, i'm still 15. sad sad sad so freaking sad. but nevermind, it's my day tomorrow, so i sincerely hope nothing will screw up tmrw (: i shall restrain myself from doing stupid stuffs like slipping, falling down stairs, spraining ankle, getting scolded, making people pissed or getting pissed. because i want 24feb to be a perfect day for me ^^ wish me luck for tmrw wahahahaha. because i need luck for all these to happen. bless me oh Lord. tonight, i will be a good girl, i will study ting xie, (for the first ever time) because i must feel happy tmrw (: and if i ever study ting xie, it will give me a sense of achievement. wheeee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;verge of screaming, because i'm blasting the songs i've been hooked recently. for example ? the voice within, fighter, beautiful by christina aguilera. so sick by ne-yo and stronger by britney spears. it's a bit weird. but i get hooked to old songs, ALL THE TIME. it's not my fault, i'm bornt like this :DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;verge of sleeping. but i'm forcing myself to stay wide awake. because if i sleep now, then i will feel very excited tonight (probably i dunno) and then i won't be able to sleep. and i'll end up stoning on my bed. or else i will start playing my organ at the weirdest hour of the day. for example 1 am :DD i shall accumulate all my tiredness and then i will be able to sleep later at night :DD but if i can't, im supposed to call phyllis. knowing that she won't be able to last as long as i do at night (actually, i don't think anyone who calls me can :D sheldon, the other night was an exception, you were playing dota, so it's not counted) she will be talking to me &lt;u&gt;all the way&lt;/u&gt; till 12 am if i can't sleep. and then she'll be the&lt;u&gt; first person&lt;/u&gt; who wish me at 12 am &lt;strong&gt;PUNCTUALLY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;verge of stoning really soon =\ i have no idea what i am going do. BUT i've decided not to go for my brother's ORD tmrw, because i found what phyllis said quite true. 'it would a stupid thing to do - going for your brother's ord on ur bday' agreeable comment. i might as well go for band and then be merry with my friends right (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;how many more freaking days !?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;LESS THAN ONE DAY !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ROUGHLY 8 MORE HOURS !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;((=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;JUST TRUST &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;THE VOICE WITHIN&lt;/span&gt; !!!! (omg, i'm so hooked on the song &gt;&lt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;sing for me when i cry okay people. wahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;young girl, don't cry.......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i'll be right there when your world starts to fall ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;TURN UP THE STEREO BABY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;omg, i am feeling goddamn high now &gt;&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the power of&lt;em&gt; &lt;u&gt;music&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; :DDDDD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;okay, anyway, stay tune to MY BLOG, for my &lt;u&gt;NEW&lt;/u&gt; BLOG. wahahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i thought it's rather dumb to link people now. but, wadda heck. i'm still gonna link although in roughly 8 hours, u'll see my new blog. oh ps : new blog with THIS blogskin :x cos i haven't thought of new theme for my new blogskin and ontop of that, i don't have the time to like go create another blogpic with photoshop and go make another layout as well. who asked me to fall in love with this current skin :DD espcially that crazily beatifully sexayye blog pic UP THERE ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;o well, my narcissism is working up again :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;wahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&amp;amp;edit/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you will nvr blif this, i will able to gao dim dinner myself tmrw, WHICH MEANS i can celebrate my bday with bandits, WHEEHOO omg, i swear tomorrow will be the bestest b'day ever, EVER baby. BEST i'm telling you. i'm so excited. lalalalalala. now, i really can't sleep because i'm overjoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAWRRRRRRRR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;scream for me, BE HAPPY FOR ME&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;JOY TO THE WORLD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;cmon, spread the joy, share the happiness ^^&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/7275414-114068448897853029?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/114068448897853029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=114068448897853029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/114068448897853029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/114068448897853029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2006/02/on.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-114061814921419288</id><published>2006-02-22T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T16:22:24.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHEE;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i just saw &lt;u&gt;so sick&lt;/u&gt; mtv on television just now !! i'm so damn happy now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;wahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;{{&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Young girl don't cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I'll be right here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;when your world starts to fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Young girl it's alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Your tears will dry,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;you'll soon be free to fly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;When you're safe inside your room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;you tend to dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Of a place where nothing's harder than it seems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;No one ever wants or bothers to explain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Of the heartache life can bring and what it means &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;When there's no one else,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;look inside yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Like your oldest friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;just trust the voice within&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Then you'll find the strength &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;that will guide your way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;You'll learn to begin to trust the voice within&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;}}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;edeline ! trust &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;the voice within&lt;/span&gt; okay (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ladeedum, i don't like my brother, always asking me to 'fuck off' from the computer when he gets home. and just when i was on the phone, he asked me to hang up. saying 'it's enough, before i pluck out the phoneline' pigggggggggggggggg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;BURN, YOU GO BURN KOR. BURRNNNNNN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;RAN SHAO BA ! HUO NIAO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;grahhhh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;how many more days?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;2 more freaking days !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i wonder wad am i, a promoter for singers? i advertise their songs here, heh heh&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/7275414-114061814921419288?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/114061814921419288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=114061814921419288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/114061814921419288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/114061814921419288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2006/02/whee-i-just-saw-so-sick-mtv-on.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-114044464164547233</id><published>2006-02-20T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T19:50:09.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOOKED;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;on so sick by neyo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;it's so damn nice ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993300;"&gt;{{&lt;/span&gt; so sick of love songs,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;so tired of tears,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;so done with wishing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;you were still here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;sad i'm so sick of love songs,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;so sad and slow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;so why can't i turn off the radio &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993300;"&gt;}}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i just loveeeeeeeeeeee the clapping, so damn cool lar, RAWR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;how i love songs (: how much i love the lyrics, how much they speak my mind ^^ awwwwww&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;stupid aaron,kept doing the afro-american yo yo yo yo and you knw, love pronouncing it as YEOW YEOW YEOW and it's hell cute lar LOL how i much i love my friends cos you are all so cute (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i have to admit, sometimes, life is really really really really really fun (: [screw the days when i feel like shit lol] awwwwwww i love my life right now, really really love it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;how many more days to my birthday, WHEE HOO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;4 MORE FREAKING DAYS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm waiting, i'm really waiting. for this friday, i'm on step closer to being 15 :DDD (if only i'm 16 this yr, then can go watch fearless, stupid freak, bleahhhhhh)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;dumdeedum, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;GOOD THINGS DON'T COME EASY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;oh btw, i just woke up &lt;em&gt;as usual&lt;/em&gt; and then i suppose imma sleep late, wake up at 3am &lt;em&gt;as usual,&lt;/em&gt; bang my head against the wall for &lt;em&gt;i-dunno-wad-shit-reason&lt;/em&gt; and then go back to sleep, and hopefully will be able to sleep. and then i will coincidentally wake up at 6am PUNCTUALLY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;my sleeping routine is getting a bit haywire, so see me die during music lesson tmr. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i don't like my sleeping routine lor. make me so tired everyday &gt;&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-114044464164547233?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/114044464164547233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=114044464164547233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/114044464164547233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/114044464164547233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2006/02/hooked-on-so-sick-by-neyo-its-so-damn.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-114035503422099822</id><published>2006-02-19T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T21:17:15.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BACK BY POPULAR DEMAND;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;wahahahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;since i'm being ask to blog -  i shall blog&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;yes i know i'm very popular (stop puking you ! yes you, over there)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm a bit cranky at the moment, blah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;monday blues, kind of like shitty, especially when 3dl is gonna be like held back by susanlow because of our noticeboard, which is 'still not striped' yet or 'haven't change clothes' (according to nicholas) hurhur, i mean it's like, our bigbig DOG in chinese at the back is not tht bad what. ALTHOUGH cny is over, but it's still the year of the DOG what. so what if it's red packets? doyou have anything against RED ? blah, our class is so pretty lor. ask us go decorate for what ever shit reason, make us waste money, must pay again for class fund to make the stupid noticeboard. i suggest we hire designers to decorate our noticeboard in school. this way, students will be able to not waste time on decorating and teacher won't have to waste their breathe nagging us to decorate the board. what do you reckon?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;yes i know my b'day is coming. and i know MANY MANY things are gonna happen on my b'day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;lemme tell you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- SAC is going have a concert at VCH on 24thfeb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- my brother is gonna have his ORD/POP parade on the 24thfeb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- my parents postponed their cruise trip because of 24thfeb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- i might be celebrating at sakae (if i can, that's only if i can)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- i will get presents (i hope =\) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- and i will receive a&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; secret present&lt;/span&gt; which i'm actually quite curious to know :x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;LALA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;how many more days?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;5 more freaking days !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;cmon, why can't God make friday be the 1st day of the week instead of Sunday? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;nevermind, i shall wait patiently&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;no wonder they say good things don't come easy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;:DDDDDDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-114035503422099822?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/114035503422099822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=114035503422099822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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street, alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;all dolled up, walking to this bestest pub / club in town, getting ready to party (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm so high now, (grah)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm listening to disco fever, and it's so freaking sexxayye alright. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I NEED SOME HOT STUFF MAYBE THIS EVENING !~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;god, i love the oldies, the songs are so crazy ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;PLAY THAT FUNKAYE MUSIC WHITE BOY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;grah, im so hyped up &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;im feeling so bored, my chatty friends are not online, bleurgh =\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i shall wait for them to come online then (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you make me feel so loved (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&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/7275414-114032055777755613?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-114025269390351240</id><published>2006-02-18T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T16:51:33.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHEEEEEEEE ;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;我终于找到了爱情故事&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;一生中也无法彻底忘记&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;我终于拥有了美丽回忆&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;飘过来,荡过去,永不忘记&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i got the song. FINALLY ! wheeeeeeee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the lyrics rocks eh? (anyway, if u can't see, right click and do a unicode)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;lalala, meaningful lyrics&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;grah, i dunno what to blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hmmm, suspecting? don't...... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;okay, i shall not blog anymore, and go and bathe and get ready for organ lesson. i will be good and be early for organ (: i shall turn over a new leaf (ba ye zi zuan guo lai --") and be good, be early ! heh heh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;lalalala, okay i'm off to bathe &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;later !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-114025269390351240?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/114025269390351240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=114025269390351240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/114025269390351240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/114025269390351240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2006/02/wheeeeeeee-i-got-song.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-114018279717060642</id><published>2006-02-17T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T21:34:15.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I AM VERY TOUCHED;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;by everything you people have done&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;stop raping me ! stoppp molesting me !! yesyes i order you to stop it !! :x&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;sigh, i can never repay you people this life or the next, or the next next lar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2006, rocking year (although in the earlier parts of the year i blogged about sucky stuffs happening, just not think about them, i'll still think 2006 is a bestest yer ever)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;thank you to LIME AND LEMON &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;for always being there for recess, after school, band times, toilet times gay times. thank you waiteng for always being an oxymoron trying to mindfuck me(how many mehmeh jump over the wall) always being such a nice friend. thank you phyllis for being my tablemate, for doodles on our notebooks although i always see you love simba more than me (i'm okay with it,hmph) or love panda more than me. for telling me no life fag loves pulling AHEM for being with me when we encounter bad days, for being always there for me with waiteng, i appreciate it alot okay girlies (: i love you two alot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;thank you to TEOSHINN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;for always being my bestest sister around, if you're a guy,i will be so in love with you, if you a guy i would have raped you for being overly nice(i'm joking LOL) for always listening and trying to act like a happy sow who realised you've got nipples to feed your baby piglets (im crude,lalala) for always being so crazy. for always telling me ur deepest feelings, for being so frank with me, for influencing me (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;thank you MAD FAMILY (yixiang, sheldon, jinyuan)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;for always being there for me, lunching sessions, blah blah black sheep you know what i wanna thank you all for la yah? dunno den i say another day, too many to write &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;thank you EDELINE and LIPENG and CHRISTINA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;for the wonderful times we had in 2fg, i miss the 3 of you so much ): peng &amp;amp; nana for the singing sessions, gaying ard, peng for always telling me i'm the 'most doted one in the clique' (always make me cry like siao by that) nana for always being a big sister and a nice friend (although im older than her, so being in 2fg makes me feel very young, wahahah) to edeline for always being so cute and baby-fascinated. cos u just made me very baby-fascinated as well, GRAH, babies, let's go kidnap them next time wahahahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;thank you to the REST NOT MENTIONED&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;either for some 'reasons' or because i've a whole god damn list of people to thank but i'm afraid i wont be able to finish thanking, so in general.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I LOVE YOU ALL, REGARDLESS OF YOUR GENDER (GUY, GIRL, TRANVESTITE) I STILL LOVE YOU AND ESPECIALLY TO SINDY AND YEEWEN YOU 2 ROCKS MY WORLD. YEEWEN, I MISS MAKING YOU CRY WHEN YOU WERE SEC4 MAN =D (im sadistic) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;okay, ending off, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i would still like to say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;im god dammit fucking fortunate to be rachel yang wenling/mehmeh/orange/alex/horny girl. because you people out there make me feel god dammit fucking loved&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;thank you and i swear to god, i love all of u (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-114018279717060642?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/114018279717060642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=114018279717060642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/114018279717060642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/114018279717060642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-am-very-touched-by-everything-you.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-114008559540862191</id><published>2006-02-16T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T18:26:35.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LADEEDUM;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i like the word ladeedum. it has hidden meanings ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm starting to think im being influence by teoshinn (: it's difficult to blog now, i can't voice out what i want to say. i can't voice out everything i want to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;wahahahaha, affettuoso, WILL BE UP ON 24FEB onwards. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;stay tune to my new blog babies (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i am so in love with my dearest sister, she rocks like hell. wahahahaha, and today, i enjoyed talking to her outside the bio lab, i'm starting to miss the ddays when i'm in 2fg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i miss edeline, i miss rachel(ko), i miss teoshinn, i miss lipeng, i miss christina&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;girlies, i miss you people a lot okay. sigh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2FG REUNITE ! get valentino back from tjc. wahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;oh yes, i must start to be a good girl already (: i must make an &lt;em&gt;attempt&lt;/em&gt; to complete my homework :x (lol) i must keep to what i say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i want a new wallet (again) i hope my brother buy will either buy me the perhaps love OST or a new wallet. wahahahahaha. i want the fake leather/pvc material, at least it wnt get so dirty so easily. however, that's only if my brother is going to get me a b'day present. lalalala&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;yeah, yeewen rocks ! she went to find perhaps love song for me, nvm if it's not the one i'm looking for, it's very very nice of her to send the song to me when she knows i'm actually looking for it (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;thank jie !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-114008559540862191?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/114008559540862191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=114008559540862191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/114008559540862191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/114008559540862191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2006/02/ladeedum-i-like-word-ladeedum.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113991778074493432</id><published>2006-02-14T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T20:01:08.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VALENTINE'S DAY !;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah, i feel damn bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos i have to give people belated v'day presents.. zzzz, sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look @ my presents ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7168/439/320/DSCN0634.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7168/439/320/DSCN0635.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7168/439/320/DSCN0638.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7168/439/320/DSCN0642.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7168/439/320/DSCN0641.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7168/439/320/DSCN0647.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i love rc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;, i finally know what it is already, stupid sheldon and nicholas tell me it's bikini, it's like as if it's true --" stupid sheldon even came to my class wanted to pass me the present, but then pulled it back and kept telling me, &lt;em&gt;eh it's a bikini leh really leh, we bought you bikini leh ! &lt;/em&gt;it's shocking they actually know my shoe size, it's really shocking... maybe they just anyhow choosed the size for me, hah. and the last pic there, they bought that for us, it's very very very shocking 0.0 cos we didnt expect them to give us such serious presents since we bought them the horny badge, which might get them killed :D and jinyuan, dont angry liao larrrrr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;yaya, bikini ! bikini hor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;frankly speaking, when i saw the wallet i was a bit 0.o when i saw the shade of pink. then i realised that i was really bad to say their taste was bad, afterall, the more i looked at it, the more i think it's nice ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;LOVE THE l'amour nokia hanphone postcard, it's so feminine (although i'm not one) i think it's super duper pretty (: im so crazy over the postcard lar :D and see that chickayye thing ? charissa gave me that :D heeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;LOVE THAT CHOCOLATE EDELINE GIMME, the packaging rocks? (stop giving me the sheepish look) nothing to do with what's on the cover, i think it's very sweet and cute. so pretty lar omg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and i was so shocked ziyang actually gave me a big tolberone. because i was jokingly asking him for my present, and i couldnt believe he actually told me he bought for everyone. that's very generous of him huh, rich kid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;if u try and see, there is actually a fererro rocher and a white card, that's given by rachel ko, wahahhaa, so sweet of her ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and the blackish brown thing on the right is cookie given by lihui and edna ! whee thank you girlies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;oh ya, sindy gave me a meiji chocolate. and i ate them during chinese and egeog lesson :x i'm a bad girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;imma get shengxiong the sec4a cme txtbk, so that he wil have a cme textbook next year (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah vday, financially handicap day ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;but nevermind, since the presents are for friends, it's worth it (: and it would be very wrong to not return ppl vday presents &gt;&lt; !&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/7275414-113991778074493432?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113991778074493432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113991778074493432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113991778074493432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113991778074493432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2006/02/valentines-day-wah-i-feel-damn-bad-cos.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113982756791628181</id><published>2006-02-13T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T18:49:13.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PERHAPS LOVE ;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i want the song i want the song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i want to download the song, i went to the &lt;a href="http://perhapslovemovie.com"&gt;official site&lt;/a&gt; but i still can't find the song name.. the lyrics, hell touching&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;sometimes, it's better falling in love with lyrics, i just makes me feel so secure and that gives me the sense that there are always songs out there which are describing my deepest thoughts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;lyrics are the bestest yet ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;PEOPLE IF YOU HAVE THE STUPID PERHAPS LOVE SOUNDTRACK, PLEASE FOR GOD SAKE TELL ME IT EXIST BECAUSE I REALLY WANT ONE OF IT :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;thank you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the plot of the movie is so sweet ^^ and im started to fall in love once again. i'm starting to like musicals&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;grease, saturday night fever, perhaps love. the 3 i love most so far :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;eeek&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;you are so blur, like a stupid sotong, not realising who i was ! u pig&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm so worried for him..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;because you live, and breathe, because you make me believe in myself when nobody else can help.&lt;/em&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/7275414-113982756791628181?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113982756791628181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113982756791628181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113982756791628181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113982756791628181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2006/02/perhaps-love-i-want-song-i-want-song-i.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113973246310551516</id><published>2006-02-12T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T16:21:03.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WAHLAO;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;im supposed to have that stupid motorola v3 razor (pink)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;but my mother played me out, when we wanted to buy the phone. she said the contract ended, making me so happy thinking i would get a new phone, budden the person called up starhub and they said 3 more months to go #$%^&amp;*(0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;SCREWED LAR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm still guessing what is my v'day present, 2 things that are very essential.... and i do own them now, hmmmm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;SCREWED (x2) LAR! (i wanna know...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;my dream totally rocks? having to dream of whoever with whoever? nvm about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;SCREWED (x3)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;whee, im so screwed, life is such a whore (: it loves screwing me, best part of all, it's a &lt;em&gt;free-of-charge&lt;/em&gt; sex&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;yesterday, got chocolates from wenjie, and then sheldon,nicholas,waiteng, phyllis &amp;amp; i went to plaza singapura, IN HOPE to find some stupid packaging for the chocolates --" apparently, spotlight sucks because they charge so fucking high for their stupid packaging. so basically, all of us ended up searching v'day presents for each other (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;oh i forgot to mention, yeewen came to find us from toa payoh (: hee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and i also forgot to mention, bumped into zhihao @ plaza singapura, and obviously he was there to meet nicholas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;practically ran up and down ps for dunno how many times searching v'day presents --"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;it's a good thing that chinese new year is before v'day, seriously. you get to use the angbao money to buy each other stuffs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;awwww, people if u are racking ur brains, trying to think of wad to buy for me either for the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;14th of the 24th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (im so thick-skinned) it's simple, just fly to taiwan, and get me a guy called jaychou ! store him in a box and send it to me via airmail ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;fine, it's not funny &gt;&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i think about you baby, and i dream about you all the time....&lt;/em&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/7275414-113973246310551516?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113973246310551516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113973246310551516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113973246310551516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113973246310551516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2006/02/wahlaoim-supposed-to-have-that-stupid.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113948096893433605</id><published>2006-02-09T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T18:29:29.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE LINGERIE TWINS;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;at first, i was so pissed when sindy ng called me wen ling(because i always think that my chinese name sucks like hell and everyone else has better names) on msn, anyway. it's wenling, it's not separated 0____0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and then, i suddenly thought of ling'er (in chinese)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and we both unanimously said lingerie together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;yeah, so we are hence the &lt;u&gt;lingerie twins&lt;/u&gt;. not pronounced as laun-jer-ray. but, LING-ger-ry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;went to burger king with phyllis today while waiteng went for her tutorials, and couldnt join us because her lesson was at 3.30&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;wow, it was so much fun LOL posing as the &lt;em&gt;benjamin&lt;/em&gt; that i came up with. phyllis, i told him already. wahahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;so gay, i was almost drenched when i left parkway, but i decided to call phyllis to borrow her umbrella (: and after that took 135 back home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and who did i see at the bubble tea stall? zhihao --" omg, i was like grinning like an asshole when he boarded the bus (for no reason because as u know, i laugh at the stupidiest things), then when he came to the back to sit,  i said,&lt;em&gt; i thought you ended your class quite early? &lt;/em&gt;and he said, &lt;em&gt;yeah, 'very'&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;early... (&lt;/em&gt;conversation ended)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;however, i was containing my laughter in me for so long, and thought that if he didn't get off at the stop he was supposed to alight, i'll probably have my blood veins burst. guys are guys, it's such fun when u see guys that you know sleep. i mean they look super funny. when they sway their head left and right, unknowning banging against the window... and oh yah, funniest part, when they suddenly jerk. it's as if they were in another world and they had a nightmare and imagine it's all calm and tranquil, and suddenly the stupid guy beside you jerks as if he has been possessed (i'm not referring to zhihao, it's just a general thought)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i know sheldon will say that i'm sick, but i'm not a guy and i'm not zhejun. so it's okay for me to see guys sleep (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;wahahaha, i can't stand looking at people i know sleep, i think it's super funny. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;after which i called teoshinn and she was so shock to know that i could contain my laughter for so long, and when i related to her some stupid stuffs, it made her laugh like a stupidly happy sow who just realised she had nipples to feed her baby piglets &amp; that they will not die from starvation --" (okay this is a rather sick illustration..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;but yeah, her laughter was, incorrigible --" it was so thunderous LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;save me oh lord, why is my sister so crazy ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;phyllis? even better, trying to squeeze my boobs during creative arts, and when she fell down in the room, she started tickling me, i mean, cmon, i didn't ask ur legs to make u slip and fall &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;jst imagine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;LEGS! MAKE PHYLLIS FALL ! QUICK, DO A SPLIT NOW ! QUICK MAKE HER FALL !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;..... omg.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;how gay is this gonna get...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-113948096893433605?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113948096893433605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113948096893433605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113948096893433605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113948096893433605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2006/02/lingerie-twinsat-first-i-was-so-pissed.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113931620269822845</id><published>2006-02-07T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T20:43:22.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PLAGARISM!;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;no man, sheldon lim zibin, you shall not rip my picture up there ^ the music make u lose control BECAUSE IT'S MY CREATION AND HOW CAN U TAKE IT FOR YOUR STUPID TRUMPET SECTION TEE SHIRT.. okay i shall teach you photoshop during the holidays..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;BOO YA !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;plagarism !!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;okay enough of crap, enough of those blog entries which are depressing, because i'm sick of people asking me what's going on. it's very very erm, (how to put it) annoying to answer this same answer over and over and over...........again "oh haha, i'm fine. haha ha ha haha....." --"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and wheee, i'm so prooud of my photoshop made pictures. it's so nice. wheeeee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;narcissism. ( i know you miss me typing so hyperly already ^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;maybe i should start another blog, where i blog all my sad thoughts. then no one will read, no one will comment on it so cool !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheeeee, jacques loves #$%^&amp;amp;* WAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm having so much fun pissing him off, wheeeeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-113931620269822845?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113931620269822845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113931620269822845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113931620269822845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113931620269822845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2006/02/plagarismno-man-sheldon-lim-zibin-you.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113922777534131817</id><published>2006-02-06T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T20:09:35.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SPEECHLESS;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i feel so dead,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;how come whenever i don't want to see you, you just have to appear ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you'll see the person whom you wish you will not see because your mind has been thinking of this person so much.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;maybe i agree? i don't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;feel so awkward and all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;shocked that.......... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i have to break the silence, just have to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;dread going to school everyday, having to walk with my head hung down low, trying to be oblivious (it's my forté) like i always do, trying not to know and recognise people i don't wish to see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;so tey were right, things were going to turn out like this, HAH, they know me too well, more than i know myself already. sometimes i do agree i have no freaking idea what i'm doing these days, spaced-out crap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;mrs ho was so gay today, smiling away bcos the guys in class were acting as if they were so happy to do her work and made her teaching feel so exciting, and she actually said, &lt;em&gt;diligence, you people have been very good today, keep it up (smiles) thank you dl.&lt;/em&gt; omg, that's so..... freaking gay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and some people just do not have their own likings, having to copy others, having to imitate every single thing they do. having to have everything the person has. what do i call this? yet another functionally retarded person who i guess is probably &lt;em&gt;a weebit smarter&lt;/em&gt; than jessica simpsons, who thinks that having the identical stuffs as other would mean they are as good as them. stupid oxymoronic people --"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;cmon, get a life, quick get a life of your own and stop following others, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;what a no life fag.... (shake heads)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-113922777534131817?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113922777534131817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113922777534131817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113922777534131817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113922777534131817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2006/02/speechlessi-feel-so-deadhow-come.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113911360038993557</id><published>2006-02-05T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T12:26:40.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A PANG OF GUILT;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;after you knew,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you made not only one party feeling guilty,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but two.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;{{you made me change my opinion of you}}&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;it's a great thing you don't read my blog. at least i know there is one place left for me to express myself freely&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;stop leading me on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;it's really great that i've got great people around me, like my dearest sis, wahaha (aren't you glad you're mentioned) she's has always been my supporting pillar, always being there for me. i hope this friendship never dies (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;great to have gay friends like phyllis&amp;sheldon which are always having so much fun making fun of me. great to have super idiotic oxymorons like waiteng, who loves making me pissed and always hoping she can mindfuck me(probably cos she knows i'm the best mindfucker, right after wengsiong, the b*tch) wahahahaha :X i'm so crude. great to have a big sister like yeewen, which is always there although she's no longer in chungcheng. actually great to be in chungcheng ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;great to know you cared&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm so happy, i've finally got a notebook, something which i can take down all the stupid homework and a place for me to pen stupid thoughts. ^^ at least, i can rmbr wad i want to blog if i note it down (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;stupid teo shinn went offline, &amp; so i'm feeling so bored again. lalala&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i was wondering, would there be other people like her ? oh, probably i can clone my sis, then it would be so fun ^^ budden, there would 100 other her trying to piss me off... zzzzz &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;blah... im going to lihui's house very soooon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;let it go&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/7275414-113911360038993557?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113911360038993557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113911360038993557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113911360038993557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113911360038993557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2006/02/pang-of-guiltafter-you-knewyou-made.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113902891739894433</id><published>2006-02-04T12:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T12:57:29.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I FEEL SO MUCH BETTER;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least i..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love those songs playing on my playlist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially My Everything by 98 degrees (i know i'm hell obiang to listen to them, but listen to the lyrics, it's hell meaningful alright)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The loneliness of nights so long &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The search for strength to carry on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My every hope had seemed to die &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My eyes had no more tears to cry &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then like the sun shined from up above &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You surrounded me with your endless love &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And all the things I couldn't see&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are now so clear to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are my everything &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nothing your love won't bring&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My life is yours alone &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The only love I've ever known &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your spirit pulls me through &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When nothing else will do &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every night I pray on bended knee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That you will always be &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My everything &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now all my hopes and all my dreams &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are suddenly reality(suddenly reality)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You've opened up my heart to feel(to feel) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The kind of love that's truly real &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A guiding light that'll never fade(never fade) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's not a thing in life that I would ever trade&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For the love(for the love) you give and won't let go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hope you'll always know &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are my everything &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nothing your love won't bring&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My life is yours alone &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The only love I've ever known &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your spirit pulls me through &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When nothing else will do &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every night I pray on bended knee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That you will always be &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My everything &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're the breath of life in me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The only one that sets me free &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And you have made my soul complete &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For all time &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For all time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so freaking touching. awwwwww&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;at least you changed my opinion of you&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/7275414-113902891739894433?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113902891739894433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113902891739894433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113902891739894433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113902891739894433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-feel-so-much-better-at-least-i.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113887391527157682</id><published>2006-02-02T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T17:55:10.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DO YOU LIKE GOING TO SCHOOL?;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;wheee, there is no more test for the rest of the week (jumps!) no need to study already&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i want more stupid clips (: i wanna laugh my lungs out, and wish that all the other people who watch them will laugh till their balls drop as well, wheeee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;do you like going school?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;at times, i do, and at times i don't&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;band gives me the drive to go to school, every morning wishing to see some 'blessed' one(s) will seriously make your day. and the sight of some 'cursed' ones will just spoil your day, but sadly, the 'cursed' sightings are inevitable, so it doesn't matter ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i've got cravings &amp; urge @ this moment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i still want to bite people's ear, watch stupid clips, go for band &amp;amp; drink wintermelon tea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i also want to have a day where all the 2fg people can come together and study in a class as more like we need for the past 2 years :\ somehow, i miss the lame times. times where i would sing with nana and peng, hohoho. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;kenneth says band people are dirty minded&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and when i said badminton people whack flies with their racket all day long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;he told me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;no we whack shuttle&lt;em&gt;cocks&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i couldn't stop laughing.. and i got mocked today for being a lvl 10 mage in class when all the guys were saying, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;OMG RACHEL PLAYS MAPLE ! EH EH RACHEL LEVEL WHAT?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;errr, sigh, level 10.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;CHEHHHHHHHHH, eh go add *so&amp;amp;so*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;who?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;someone who is wongyi's junior. lvl 80 (beams) then he can have fun ks-ing you ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;like wadde.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3dl, 3dl. omfg...... lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-113887391527157682?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113887391527157682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113887391527157682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113887391527157682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113887391527157682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2006/02/do-you-like-going-to-school-wheee.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113879628109292505</id><published>2006-02-01T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T20:37:37.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OH MY FUCKING GOD;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;for first, i am so looking forward to fort minor's concert, and i hope to go... GRAH !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;for second, the stupid jessica simpson clip is driving me nuts, omfg, it's fucking hilarious. i shall post the link below @ the end of the post, omfg, watch the clip and i bet you will probably think that you are not the stupidiest person on earth, i swear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;for third, i still haven't watch the other clip that nana asked me to, but i would, and i can't wait for it to finish loading. HAH HAH HAH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;for fourth, i took 5 odd hours to figure out the "HOW MANY MEH MEH JUMP ACROSS THE FENCE" wtf, i'm so stupid. but nevermind, jessica simpsons is much more stupid than i am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;'nick, is tuna chicken or fish?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;._________. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;KILL HER SOMEONE, SOMEONE &lt;em&gt;PLEASE&lt;/em&gt; KILL HER. (oh on the second thought, she brings joy to us because she proves to us that her IQ is far lower than us, wheee)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;for fifth, i didn't go dinner with the dinner/lunch gang ^^ HAH, saved myself from trouble (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;for sixth, i have a maths test tomorrow, which nicholas and lihui claims WE &lt;strong&gt;WILL NOT&lt;/strong&gt; PASS, bcos they failed it, booya. what nonsense, nvm lol, there's a very &lt;u&gt;high tedency&lt;/u&gt; for me to fail&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;for seventh, i haven't touched my zuo ye and my whole chunk of homework. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;for eighth, i didn't fail e maths 0.o and got a pretty reasonable mark for biology 0.0(times 2) which will look like this ---&gt; 0.o o.0 [hee so cute]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;for ninth, many people who aren't online usually is now online and people who are supposed to be online aren't&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;for tenth, this is a totally nonsensical post and i know you &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;can't wait&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to watch the stupid videos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;WAHAHAHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;here you go, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/w/MAD-TV--Newlyweds?v=B3yp55LKFG8&amp;search=jessica%20simpson%20mad%20tv"&gt;BIMBO CLIP&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/w/Memoirs-of-a-Geisha--Mad-TV?v=_AQvqsZFgDY&amp;search=memoirs%20of%20a%20geisha"&gt;MEMOIRS OF A GEISHA CLIP&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;please come back to my blog and spam me about what you think about them ^^. wahahahahhaa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;HAPPY WATCHING ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;---------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&amp;amp;edit/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;omfg, the fucking korean baby is called KIMCHI (like wtf, why kimchi, what an insult) and then that fucking kimchi is that GAYSHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;omfg, what is the world turnin in to .... argggghhhhhh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;WAHAHA, GUESS WHAT PEOPLE ! MY BROTHER BOUGHT JAY CHOU'S FEARLESS EP ALREADY. FALALALA, BE JEALOUS BE JEALOUS ! !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;omfg he is damn shuai lor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;seeee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7168/439/1600/DSCN0628.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7168/439/320/DSCN0628.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-113879628109292505?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113879628109292505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113879628109292505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113879628109292505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113879628109292505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2006/02/oh-my-fucking-god-for-first-i-am-so.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113867920280285593</id><published>2006-01-31T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T11:47:44.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GETTIN' EMOTIONAL;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;after reading her blog, makes me wanna cry. it's simply too touching and makes me wanna kill the guy. why can't you just appreciate the girl who is loving you with all her heart? i really want to say this word to you, but for her sake, i shan't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;sigh, let's hope i won't end up like her, no i am not gonna make myself end up like her (easier said than done)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm not going to blog about my chinese new year, cos i think it's nothing much. no point blogging about it, same ol' thing every year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i studied for chemistry &lt;s&gt;last night&lt;/s&gt; in the wee hours of the morning, &amp; ended up sleeping like half an hour later, therefore i didn't sms zhengrong when i told him would. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;bah, so i guess sheldon, shengxiong, waiteng &amp;amp; phyllis are out by now, either waching movie or doing some other stuffs. i didn't oin them cos i am expecting some visitors today (zzzz, i feel like going out) a few days w/oschool and i'm missing my buddies. booo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;tomorrow is the cursed day, there's chemistry test and i haven't finished studying for it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;BEST PART OF ALL, i didn't even bring back my textbook to study, i'm sucha sotong &gt;&lt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;my twin is still in indonesia, and she isn't back yet, ladeedum, TWIN QUICK COME BACK. stop collecting ur rupiah angpaos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i still think she can boast about her angpaos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I COLLECTED TRILLIONS OF MONEY FOR MY ANGPAOS LAR ........ &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;in rupiah&lt;/span&gt; --"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i mean it's damn funny LOL :x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;actions? no meaning? most probably. friendship sliding? i hope not&lt;/em&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/7275414-113867920280285593?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113867920280285593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113867920280285593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113867920280285593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113867920280285593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2006/01/gettin-emotional-after-reading-her.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113843318784940086</id><published>2006-01-28T15:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T15:26:27.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TOO LAZY FOR ANYTHING;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;lol, i'm too lazy to blog, i'm too lazy to go out, i'm too lazy to cut the prize tag of my new clothes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm also too lazy to play maple (much thanks for sheldon for lvl-ing up, wahaha, but i cant be a mage for aquila acct cos my INT isn't 20. WTF)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hohoho, i'm finally a mage :D it's not the rachelMEH at aquila, it's mehmehmehmeh at cass ( i sound so freaking stupid &gt;&lt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;CNY performance was gay la. band was out of tune (as usual) whee, i love the hair mascara thing that sheldon had. i practically styled so many people's hair. sheldon, waiteng, phyllis, lihui, hanming, nicholas and valentino. hoho, i love my creation. sheldon and i drew &lt;s&gt;a&lt;/s&gt; three hearts on valentino's hair. fucking hilarous.  purple, maroon and white. wahahaha. sheldon's hair rocks lar, it's like i coloured his tail and his fin in maroon, hell nice lor. he look hell cool lar. nicholas practically made lihui look so much older, with her ponytail totally white --" nicholas' hair was so-so. hanming's forehead got stained with mascara when i coloured his fringe :X phyllis' purple strand of hair was nice :D waiteng's too ^^ i still like sheldon's tail&amp;amp;fin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;WE SHOULD BUY MORE HAIR MASCARA AND SHARE :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;mr wong asked me,"what if you parents see ur hair like that?" and i told him, "my parents won't return home so early :D" and gave him a big fat grin and he started his drop-jaw laughter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;it's CNY tmr, and i'm like feeling so dead --" i don't like recalling my relative's names. it's like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*shake hand* happy new year&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;wah, so tall already ah girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*awkward smile* hurhur, ah yah, ha ha ha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;*dig for angbao* nah, give you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*oh thank you*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and the process repeats --"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;best part of all, i'm having chemistry test on wednesday !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wonder if those actions have a hidden meaning......... don't keep me waiting :\&lt;/em&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/7275414-113843318784940086?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113843318784940086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113843318784940086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113843318784940086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113843318784940086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2006/01/too-lazy-for-anything-lol-im-too-lazy.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113810479931861575</id><published>2006-01-24T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T20:32:37.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIKE WHAT THE FUCK ;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;lemme tell you, these few days, is helluva 'cursed' for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;take for example today, among L.O.L, i was the last to finish my drink. like wow? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;today zhengrong talked to me :x which on normal circumstances, he wont even reply when i say hi to him online. zZzzz (i'm making him sound like a bad bad bad boy) and yes, his blog is so pretty. you can probably find all girliest elements in the world @ his blog. like wtf, a guy from softball having such a girly blog, that just doesn't fit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;screw screw screw&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;we had this stupid vote about the entrepreneur thinggie. and it's like whahaa, we're trying for lan gaming :D if it fails, we will sell what? hmm, chocolate? yah i think so. FAHJIN PLEASE BE OUR CLASS MASCOT WAHAHHAA, however rachel&lt;em&gt;tan&lt;/em&gt; please do not try to hug our mascot, because he is used for publicity. wahaha. i'm so mean :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and yah, how i&lt;em&gt; LOVE&lt;/em&gt; o lvl music class?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;screw mr tan for his endless sarcasm. stop all those nonsense already. thankiew you people from band lar &gt;&lt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;yah &lt;em&gt;THATperson&lt;/em&gt; has got big balls. i know that, everyone who knows him knows that. like, just freaking look at the tightness of his pants. it's basically boasting his enormous balls lor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;wahaha, so did she BEO me or did she DIAO me today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hohohohoho, where is WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA,i miss WAHAHAHAHAHHAA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;SOMEONE, buy my fort minor concert tickets &gt;&lt; &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/7275414-113810479931861575?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113810479931861575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113810479931861575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113810479931861575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113810479931861575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2006/01/like-what-fuck-lemme-tell-you-these.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113801714759495682</id><published>2006-01-23T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T20:00:46.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT A DAY;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i started a day, seeing &lt;em&gt;WAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/em&gt; and then after that i see &lt;em&gt;WAHAHAHAHA&lt;/em&gt; again. omg. nice name for &lt;em&gt;WAHAHAHAHA&lt;/em&gt; --"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;spooky spooky spooky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;had madagascar family lunch, and you watch it sheldon, i'm gonna kill you real soon. cheeky huh cheeky, smart. smart. smart. you promised me not to suan me already, what the hell did you do &gt;&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;these few days are just so 'cursed'. it's like the most unexpected things happens. HAH, lucky for me, i'm not the only one facing all these scary happenings, phyllis is on the same boat as i am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;never about the events, it's a bit inconvenient to blog about it. zZzz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and now, i've got some guy from my class who added me, whoom i'm not sure of the name. YES im pathetic. 4th wk and i still can't exactly remember their names &gt;&lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;yes, i finally ordered the files thru wenrong. wheee, however, i really worry that he'll forget about the files &gt;&lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;yes, she didn't diao me today, that's like such a miracle. HAH HAH HAH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;sigh, tmr is gonna be a looooooooooong day again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i look forward to wednesday (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;BAND !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;not forgetting about what gay thigns wenjie wrote on my paper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i didn't submit in the stupid goals and vision thing which mrs tan chuen yin gave out, and i confidently told phy i did :X LOL, then tday i gave it to guoxiang, so obviously his reaction was like 'WAH KAO'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and then best part of all i didn't complete&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;so being a OHSO&lt;em&gt; nice&lt;/em&gt; guy, wenjie said he help me to add in some things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Which 3 things would you like the school to do for you to help realise your goals?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;he wrote: &lt;em&gt;I do not need anything from the school because I love the school and i feel it's the best in Singapore and i feel they do not need to give me anything to help me realise my goals because my goals have been completed. But I would wish for a XBOX360(or smthg like that) for my birthday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;like wtf? in the end, it made me, phy, yixiang, kenneth,wenjie and guoxiang laughing during a maths lessons&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and then i took back the paper and wanted to liquid it away and write smthg more sensible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;but wenjie said, "no rachel, you have to be honest so that the school will help you realise you goals and get you an XBOX !" zZzzzzz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i forsee 3DL is a fun place to be in where there are full of corny guys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-113801714759495682?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113801714759495682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113801714759495682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113801714759495682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113801714759495682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2006/01/what-day-i-started-day-seeing.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113785405433126044</id><published>2006-01-21T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T22:36:09.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I FEEL SO MUCH BETTER;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;thank you yeewen(jie), sindy &amp;amp; vanessa :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;it feels so good talking to seniors (: i mean it's like, the advice they give you are like so more constructive and all.... yadda yadda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;sometimes, it shocks me to know similar we humans are, hah, i think sindy and i should start the club called the fall out GIRL (instead of fall out boy) ._____.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;we are so realistic people, at pastamania today, sindy and i got the strawberry ( whatever thing, i dunno how to spell it ) as a free dessert bcs it cost 4 bucks [most expensive of all the desserts], but hey ! it tasted hell nice, the strawberry is like sweet lar. seldom do i get to eat sweet and not sour strawberries :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;it was today, the day which made me sorta &lt;em&gt;enlightened?&lt;/em&gt; i realised that i've my own life to lead, i have my own circle of friends. i have my own personal rights. and i shouldn't be easily taken advantage of, i realised that i should be a master- of my own life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i gave way far too much, i compromised far too much, so much so that, i made you think it was matter-of-factly the right thing to do. made you take advantage of me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm not gonna have a drastic change, but i'm not going be so bothered by some things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i've gain &lt;em&gt;an experience&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Experience&lt;/span&gt; is not what happens to you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It is what you do with what happens to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-Aldous Huxley&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-113785405433126044?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113785405433126044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113785405433126044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113785405433126044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113785405433126044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-feel-so-much-better-thank-you.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113776249582345388</id><published>2006-01-20T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T21:08:15.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IT'S NO WONDER;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;they say, if you hope for too much, and then when things go wrong, you'll feel even worst.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i finally understood it for the 2345678037672th time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;maybe i shouldn't just think so far. so what if things happened? to A, it might just be a part and parcel of A's life. and i shouldn't just see things so superficially and to take it as a big damn deal. i should just learn to play along, i guess. but, i can't. i just can't, stop cheating me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;why is it that whenever one is gone, another obstacle is there for me to overcome ? i mean, why ? can't i just like get what i one just &lt;em&gt;for once&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;oh fuck everything, i've no freaking idea to feel happy about it, or to feel sad about it. i mean, can't A seem to notice about it AT ALL ? i really don't know what i can do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;wengsiong, one big b*tch, (i must agree with sindy) i mean it's like, he's so good at mindfucking people? fuck man.. zZzzz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;like wtffff....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;okay sindy: i updated and then.... i can't be bothered to like do what u asked me to do now. i'm not in the mood. zZzzzzzz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;life sucks. it stabs me at the back for the 345670262364922167245098245754th time already&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;cmon, my body can't take it okay, cmon. let me off, please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;let things go my way, for at least once, and....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;that's&lt;strong&gt; all&lt;/strong&gt; i ask for. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-113776249582345388?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113776249582345388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113776249582345388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113776249582345388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113776249582345388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2006/01/its-no-wonderthey-say-if-you-hope-for.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113740518734996797</id><published>2006-01-16T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T17:58:30.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHE SPOKE TO ME;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;wtf man, sharmila spoke to me, i'm gonna makea great deal out of it because my beloved one spoke to me this morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;did you see her in her pink jacket? that boasted her OHso sexy chest. omg, she wore contacts, that's what you get after being in the states for 2 weeks, HAH. she's so darn pretty wahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i was like shocked when she stood beside me, OMFG. wahahahhaa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;okay enough of nonsense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;great, physics test this friday, biology test next monday and chemistry test on the day we return from the CNY hols, mum, if you don't win lottery this year, blame kee-kong :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;lala, vanessa says i'm mad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;fine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I SWEAR VANESSA IS AS MAD AS I DO AND SHE DIGS FISH&lt;em&gt;BALLS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;haha !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i have nothing to blog about, just that this whole week, i have to tsay back every single day, for classes (cue: cheers sarcastically) tmr, there is o lvl music classes and i have to stay back until 5 plus, (cue:cheers even more sarcastically) school life rocks right? i suggest i should just camp in school. CHUNG CHENG, GET A HOSTEL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;lalala, school life, SO FUCKING FUN, i dammit LOVE school life i'm telling you people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;forgot to blog about mad family lunch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;alrightie. wahaha had madagascar family lunch, and it was gay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;we didn't knnow what to eat, and decided to eat the nasi lemak which they claimed was 'yummy yum' and yah, they can't freaking count money. all i liked was their tempei(i doubt you know what it is) so nice :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and then, shengxiong bought masrhmellow for us to eat ! wahaha, &lt;em&gt;chocolat&lt;/em&gt;e marshmellow. freak, i do not crave for strawberry &lt;em&gt;chocolat&lt;/em&gt;e dips at all alright. so phy and the gang and edeline, don't suan already ._________.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;damn gay, we forced shengxiong to eat the 3/4 remaining marshmellow and his mouth was filled with &lt;em&gt;chocolat&lt;/em&gt;e and then it looked as if he puked out brownish blood. and his lips gave me the impression of a nigger :X wahahahahha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hohhohoho, let's have madagascar family lunch more often :) wheee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-113740518734996797?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113740518734996797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113740518734996797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113740518734996797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113740518734996797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2006/01/she-spoke-to-me-wtf-man-sharmila-spoke.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113716545381364504</id><published>2006-01-13T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T23:24:44.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LAZY TO BLOG;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;right, i'm freaking tired. and i shall just force myself to blog, just for the sake of keeping the blog alive since i have no intentions of abandoning my OHso loving&amp;beautifully created blog. wahahaha, i'm narcissistic &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;in-a-nutshell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;school is &lt;s&gt;&lt;i&gt;getting like hectic?&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/i&gt; still as hectic. with tons of homework every single day. and i've got tons over the weekends. and iwould chiong them on sunday. for i will be out for the whole day tmr. band, lunch, organ. hur. and oh yah, instead of like going straight of organ, i'm supposed to go back home to change and bathe. whaddafuck..... nvm, i shall persuade my parents to let me go straight for organ, i'm lazy to like walk back to my house from the bustop, and then walk back out to the bustop from my house at like 5 plus for my freaking organ lesson. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and then, we finally submitted our notebooks to mr. wong and i have nothing to say regardin this matter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;climax of the week : the &lt;s&gt;mummy&lt;/s&gt; tuner returns&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;as all of you bandits reading my blog know (maybe some don't) my section lost our tuner last year like during dunno-what-month after we lent the trumpet section our tuner. and then, i got like 'lectured' by mr tan km, and then yes, cried like hell while he 'lectured' me. i felt so useless, irresponsible&amp;amp; felt i had no initiative. and then he kept bombarding me with questions which left me totally speechless&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and when he asked why didnt i bother to tell the teachers about it, i told him blantantly that i didn't see it was neccesary to inform the teachers (i know i'm very blunt) and then when he asked why didnt i continue to pursue the matter even further i told him, because i was very certain it will pop out one day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and TA-DAH ! it did today ! the tuner was with the percussion section, hoho. and i immediately screamed SEE MR.TAN I TOLD YOU IT WOULD POP OUT !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;perc section sorta saved me? and had me killed? thank you for letting me know the tuner wasn't lost and with you. phew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;zZzzzzzzz, i don't like school. so damn freaking hectic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-113716545381364504?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113716545381364504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113716545381364504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113716545381364504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113716545381364504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2006/01/lazy-to-blog-right-im-freaking-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113679884677759598</id><published>2006-01-09T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T17:27:27.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WILD WILD WET ;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;rainy rainy rainy rainy day. and i don't like it, because i can't have my canvas shoe dried and washed. and my bloody sports shoes are wet $%^&amp;* zZz, wet spells for another 2 more days according to the papers today ! it better be true !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;thank god, my bag and books and all aren't wet, why?! because my deuter bag has a rain cover ! wahaha, it looks gay, but it rocks because it prevents my books for getting wet and all, people, buy deuter bag ! i am the spokesperson of deuter ! (read:self proclaimed, heh)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;speaking of spokesperson, makes me think of being the arts ambassador for the band with sheldon. it's like huh? do what shit one? ambassador gimmes the "NKF ambassador" feel. like what the hell do we do? nvm about that, we'll know that soon :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm listening to a movement for rosa AGAIN, wahaha, i think the song rocks? it's so emotional, but i mean i don't &lt;s&gt;see&lt;/s&gt; hear the connection between that black woman with this piece. i mean it's more suitable if they tell me it's about someone who fought in a war ! and u'll hear the percussion section hitting the break drums or anvil (or whatever it is spelt?) and then it makes u think of the people working at the blacksmith. hitting on red hot iron, making swords for the warrior. okay this is getting too far-stretched already :X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm &lt;i&gt;getting&lt;/i&gt; used to the truckloads of homework i receive every single day from school. all my homework will &lt;u&gt;definitely&lt;/u&gt; exceed 5 and i will be most glad if there would a day i get 4. and if i don't receive a single hwk, i will be jumping for joy already. imagine carrying home ur science books and carrying them back, walking up 4 levels. zZz fine, i shall stop complaining and think of it as a &lt;u&gt;form of exercise&lt;/u&gt; to help me lose weight before the 17th, so that when i take my height and weight, my BMI will not be 20. although 22 is overweight. i think 19 is a nicer number. yes, lose weight !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm enjoying biology lessons more and more. why? because i've got a horny teacher ! today when she saw issac doing smthg with his pants, she went "issac? what are you doing? airing ur leg? or showing your pubic hair" it's like, omfg, believe that came out of mdm hasni's mouth? wahahaha, now u know why i enjoy biology lessons. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;physics, is the time where 3dl gets freaking noisy and starts ignoring mr dawood like how 2fg did to miss ang, just not as bad as how we treat miss ang, wahaha. just that we didn't really want to listen to him talk. he went thru so darn slowly and he could have the cheek to say, "if you people don't understand anything, feel free to tell me i will give you one-to-one teaching. because i went thru very fast today, so please ask if you've got any doubts" omg, he mentioned "went thru &lt;u&gt;very fast&lt;/u&gt; today" what a joke. HURHUR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;chemistry, was so-so. at least we listened. mrs kee is a good teacher (: she even corrects ur mistakes and point it out and teach and explain why it is wrong. wahahaha, this makes you feel so 'enlightened'. yeah, i'm gonna be a buddha (read: phyllis, mingyu is a buddha. wahaha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;class is getting more fun day by day (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i hope to get my locker ready by friday, at least i can get rid of the pile of books under my desk for once. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-113679884677759598?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113670952094571891</id><published>2006-01-08T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T16:42:09.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I DONT UNDERSTAND;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;background music: a movement for rosa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that thing is still troubling me, i mean like why can't you just seem to notice how much i'm trying to give in and to compromise? i would sincerely hope that you will not do &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; in front of me. really makes me feel like an outcast, seriously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i now have my chemistry textbook in front of me, which i was reading just now. after reading it, i will then proceed to do my chemistry worksheet. i've got a chunk of homework undone. probably burying myself in these work might cast aside all the negative thoughts in my mind for a moment or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it hurts seriously. and i dont like being a pisces. so much for being sensitive, if only you were as sensitive as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so darn pissed last night. my parents scolding me for not going back to change after school. and blame me for every shit that happened. i'll tell you one fine example. the plate of chilli which was like damn far away from me, which i had no contact with, dropped on the floor. and my mum and dad were the 2 who had contact with it. and in the end, i got scolding for the chilli toppling over and landed on the floor. so i flared up and said, "i'm sitting for bloody far away from it, i didn't even stretch my hand so how the hell can it be me the one who toppled it? and would you stop blaming me for once?" you know, the amount of times i wanted to use the f word in the sentence? it was suppose to turn out like this is if it was a friend who blame me. &lt;em&gt;i'm sitting so fucking far away from the fucking plate of chilli, i didn't even stretch my hand so how the fuck can it be me who toppled it? and would you stop fucking blaming me for once?&lt;/em&gt; i know i'm vulgar, this happens when i'm damn pissed. it's not because of my parents yelling for not changing, the whole day was just a bad day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh, whatever, thank the heavens i didn't set my new year resolutions and adding this following sentence "never to use the f word in 2006" which also means, i have the right to use the f word as much as i want to (cue: cheers sarcastically)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i can't bloody stand my brother being so vulgar, going "wait your fucking lan" when i ask him to wait. i can't wait for him to be a teacher, and when he teach his students pe, and they can't follow his instructions, and he gets pissed and i hope he goes, "you fucking cheebyes, shut the fuck up and listen to me" and then the next he knows his parents complaining and yadda yadda. why must all guys get so vulgar after entering the NS? can't they draw a line between NS language and family language? zZz, bozos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-113670952094571891?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113670952094571891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113670952094571891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113670952094571891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113670952094571891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-dont-understand-background-music.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113656093322495850</id><published>2006-01-06T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T23:25:10.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UNTITLED VIII;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i would consider this day the day where 3DL really became normal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;when we went crapping about charmander and charizard, making fun of a parallelogram during physics lesson and confusing miss teo during e maths lesson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;s&gt;i'm so tired, i can't be bothered to think what happened for the day&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;right, nevermind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;sometimes i wonder, what the hell you people are thinking, makes me feel so skeptical about everything around me. and not only that, freaks me out how differently people would behave to certain issues. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;you make me feel so awkward, makes me feel like i'm a social outcast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;maybe, i'm just being overly-sensitive as a pisces, or maybe, you aren't aware of what you are doing, thus resulting others to feel this way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ohhhhh, whatever. snap out of all these negative thoughts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;maybe being a nerd for the night wouldn't hurt, bury myself in the whole pile of homework given to me, yes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;if all else fails, i will either sleep, stare at the ceiling or just watch tv. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;sigh, life nowadays. bores me out totally&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;no more school. gimme holidays&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-113656093322495850?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113656093322495850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113656093322495850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113656093322495850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113656093322495850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2006/01/untitled-viii-i-would-consider-this.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113628274511166992</id><published>2006-01-03T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T18:05:45.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;was nothing but boring, sleepy and crappish. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i got nothing say about school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;just that went up to make some gay "band recruitment announcement" and mr tan said he could see teng and i talking up there, fine. and he said " nxt time dont talk" or smthg like that. there won't be a next time mr tan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm bloody sleepy right now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm trying my best not to fall asleep, because i do not want to turn nocturnal later. and become a zombie when i go to school tmr morning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;urgh, school......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;parents.. phantom..ghostly realms..surveillance camera..nocturnal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;oh yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;headline news&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;MY LOVER, MISS SHARMILA WENT TO THE STATES FOR A NO PAY LEAVE TO SEE HER SISTER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;how interesting :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;just to see her sister, she neglect people who love her like me, how could she..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;blog will be on semi-hiatus. because i'm supposedly "barred" from the freaking computer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and if i get caught '[my]hands will be chopped off' by my dad. interesting huh? maybe i should just use the fake hand i scare him some time soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i seriously dont fucking understand why parents ban their child from using the computer, and force them to STUDY STUDY STUDY or else is REVISE REVISE REVISE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;like as if so much revision can make ur IQ 0 child (not pointing out anyone, i doubt there is anything as IQ 0 anyway :\) a genius overnight. zzzzzz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-113628274511166992?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113628274511166992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113628274511166992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113628274511166992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113628274511166992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2006/01/first-day-of-schoolwas-nothing-but.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113617080616592384</id><published>2006-01-02T10:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T11:00:08.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SIGH;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;tomorrow is the day already. we've have to wake up in the wee hours of the morning, change into our school uniform, and get it ready with 7 metal buttons on the day before. pack our bags, get our shoes ready, prepare to wear the stupid school socks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;however, the only thing that i'm looking forward to is that LOL and other madagascar family members will be on the 4th floor all together (: then we can see each other, wheeee. and also we've got mr lee as english teacher. other than that, there's practically nothing to look forward to going to school, urghhhhh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;LET'S HAVE BAND RECESS ! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i just washed my school bag yesterday, and i hope it dries. otherwise i need to use that blue colour nike bag, eeks, i dont like it. but that's supposedly my birthday present from my brother. went to popular to get files. i wanted to get the orange colourbase file. but when i looked inside, it's like yellow so i got the black one instead, since i got the blue one last year. bought the 40 pockets one, for what i don't know, i can now stuff alot of crap in the file. doodles and nonsense &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;bought the shalaku pencil, pink one. bought the frozen eraser orange, bought some crappish pen for no reason, bought the correction tape refill. blah blah black sheep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the thought of returnin to school to study is saddening, however the thought of going to school to see friends is so much better :\ hmmm if only we could choose what classes we want to be in, very nonsensical, but i bet you hope you could that too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;school...........................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;my parents told me i'm not allowed to use the computer when school reopens, which means i can't jam, chat on msn and blog as regularly anymore ): i will miss my blog so much and chatting with my friends, awwww.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;first day of school means i have to wake up freaking early because my brother is booking into camp as well, and then i have to get to school hell early so he gets to camp early. great what am i gonna do in class lor. sigh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;good thing is, at least teng and our class need not wear tie on monday (cue:celebrate sarcastically)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-113617080616592384?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113617080616592384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113617080616592384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113617080616592384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113617080616592384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2006/01/sigh-tomorrow-is-day-already.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113599667727985704</id><published>2005-12-31T10:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T10:37:57.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NYJC CONCERT;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;yesterday was just a crazy day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;had band, and then shengxiong really went to spike his hair after i asked him to, so that he'll look more like joseph hahn o.0 okay, comments? lol, does he look better spiking or not spiking ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;then band was crappish, valentino became the 7th person to like xiaolin, omfg, she's making me super duper inferior :X lol!! i'm still wondering how she actually had her jacket hooked onto the lockers outside the LT and the way she screamed was just so.. sexy ? .___.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;stephanie and ziyi refused to dance the new zealanders dance infront of me, how can you ! nvm, i'll see it when school reopens :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;then after band, went out with phyllis,teng(who just came back from taiwan), yixiang, jinyuan, shengxiong to tampines mall. wanted to like catch a movie before the nyjc concert, budden the timing(sigh) so we didn't watch in the end. ended up talking in long john silver, with shengxiong repeating his &lt;em&gt;totally-not-funny-even-worst-than-isaac-the-cold-queen's&lt;/em&gt; jokes. so apparently, we ended up laughing like shit again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;then walked around tampines mall, and then was supposed to meet lihui,hanming&amp;nicholas at sengkang. and us being "noobs"  for not knowing how to go to sengkang, they had to come to tampines to bring us there. actually, nicholas' hair isn't that bad :\ just worst than his previous :X &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;then we took 27 to sengkang, alighted at compass point while the rest went to nicholas' house while he bathe. then phy, teng and i walked around compass point. and my legs were like failing me already, so i insisted on finding a place to sit, voila ! the sengkang library. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;then the 3 seniors asked us to meet them @ the interchange, budden, we had to wait for sheldon, so they came up to the library to 'withdraw' us. and then, we were late because of that sheldon -.- so we talked in the library for awhile then went to meet sheldon and took cabs to the nyjc concert&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;upon arrival, we heard noah's ark. and phyllis and teng were like cursing sheldon lol, because they missed it. blah blah black sheep. i nearly slept because i was so freaking tired. regardin whether i will be pro-er than the tenor saxophone soloist, i seriously don't think so&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;then after the concert, we went to macdonalds to makan makan. wahahaha, corny session. then the alumni kept insisting there was a generation gap. so the people born in the 90s had to sit at one side. but in the end we all sat together -.- then there was this girl from sec2, who just kept looking at me, and she just shouted at me "jooseng de" huh? how the hell does she know i stay at jooseng?! afterall i don't really know her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;plus i do not think that it's true, because he might already knew about it. so how could it be true? (nvm about this, continue reading)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;so the alumni talked and the 90s + hanming talked. apparently 2 different topics. then because i was talking about my family to the 90s + hanming, then i suddenly said " my parents are so horny, you think they care? " and everyone + alumni went silent. that was hell embarrassing. so i had to like explain. omfg -.- wahahaha, "public" hair. hohohoho lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and cum is different from come. it has different meanings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;then i sorta pangseh-ed phyllis and teng(sorrrry) because my brother was COMING(not CUMing, okay nicholas) from changi to pick me up. i think i would want hanming's brother to my brother. then lihui, hanming&amp;nicholas were like "omg" when i told them about how i knew &lt;em&gt;you-know-who&lt;/em&gt; watch &lt;em&gt;you-know-what&lt;/em&gt;. such things, needs you to get used to it, lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;then after awhile everyone left. then lihui and i were like "damned" because we had to wait for our brothers to come. i left earlier, then i think lihui's brother took quite long to come. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;went home, and then saw my timetable, omg, i think i only like mr lee er ker (: wheeeeee, he rocks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;then my brother got so pissed off that i closed his bit torrent file, he went to uninstall my o2jam, tmd !!!! i hope you die from excessive &lt;em&gt;you-know-what. &lt;/em&gt;hmph&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;but nevermind, he apparently didn't know i save the install shield programme somewhere else in the computer. so i need not download it again, im hoping that all my downloaded songs don't go missing ): i dont want to download my songs again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-113599667727985704?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113599667727985704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113599667727985704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113599667727985704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113599667727985704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/12/nyjc-concertyesterday-was-just-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113582256909923722</id><published>2005-12-29T10:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T10:16:09.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HMMM;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;since o2jam is down. i'm going to use this time until 11am to memorise fort minor lyrics. i'm must be able to rap asap (: wheeee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i was thinking &lt;s&gt;last night&lt;/s&gt; this fine morning at about 2 plus after watching tv. i thought of many stuffs. i was thinking, did i trust people too easily? why is it that whenever i trust someone, i always get betrayed? sometimes, these people just do not understand the importance of somethings. if i say i don't want it, i hope it stays that way, i have a limit to my patience, don't try me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;just what is that person thinking ? i just can't fathom what on earth the person is thinking. oh, whatever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;people say i'm easily being taken advantage of, i don't understand why these words actually came out of those took advantage of me. those bastards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;argh, nevermind. i shall end this aimless entry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I guess&lt;br /&gt;That this is where we've come to&lt;br /&gt;If you don't want to&lt;br /&gt;Then you don't have to believe me&lt;br /&gt;But I won't be there when you go down&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know now&lt;br /&gt;You're on your own now believe me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be the one to blame&lt;br /&gt;You like fun and games&lt;br /&gt;Keep playing em&lt;br /&gt;I'm just sayin&lt;br /&gt;Think back then&lt;br /&gt;We was like one and the same&lt;br /&gt;On the right track&lt;br /&gt;But I was on the wrong train&lt;br /&gt;Just like that&lt;br /&gt;Now you've got a face to pain&lt;br /&gt;And the devil's got a fresh new place to play&lt;br /&gt;In your brain like a maze you can never escape the rain&lt;br /&gt;Every damn day is the same shade of grey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey&lt;br /&gt;I used have a little bit of a plan&lt;br /&gt;Used to&lt;br /&gt;Have a concept of where I stand&lt;br /&gt;But that concept slipped right out of my hands&lt;br /&gt;Now I don't really even know who I am&lt;br /&gt;Yo, what do I have to say&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should do what I have to do to break free&lt;br /&gt;What ever happens to you, we'll see&lt;br /&gt;But it's not gonna happen to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I guess&lt;br /&gt;That this is where we've come to&lt;br /&gt;If you don't want to&lt;br /&gt;Then you don't have to believe me&lt;br /&gt;But I won't be there when you go down&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know now&lt;br /&gt;You're on your own now believe me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back then, I thought you were just like me&lt;br /&gt;Somebody who could see all the pain I see&lt;br /&gt;But you proved to me unintentionally&lt;br /&gt;That you would self-destruct eventually&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm thinking like the mistake I made doesn't hurt&lt;br /&gt;But it's not gonna work&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's really much worse than I thought&lt;br /&gt;I wished you were something that you were not&lt;br /&gt;And now this guilt is really all that I got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You turned your back&lt;br /&gt;And walked away in shame&lt;br /&gt;All you got is a memory of pain&lt;br /&gt;Nothing makes sense so you stare at the ground&lt;br /&gt;I hear your voice in my head when no one's around&lt;br /&gt;What do I have to say&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should do what I have to do to break free&lt;br /&gt;What ever happens to you, we'll see&lt;br /&gt;But it's not gonna happen to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I guess&lt;br /&gt;That this is where we've come to&lt;br /&gt;If you don't want to&lt;br /&gt;Then you don't have to believe me&lt;br /&gt;But I won't be there when you go down&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know now&lt;br /&gt;You're on your own now believe me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[bridge]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I guess&lt;br /&gt;That this is where we've come to&lt;br /&gt;If you don't want to&lt;br /&gt;Then you don't have to believe me&lt;br /&gt;But I won't be there when you go down&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know now&lt;br /&gt;You're on your own now believe me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do what i have to do&lt;br /&gt;You're on your own now believe me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What ever happens to you&lt;br /&gt;You're on your own now believe me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I have to say&lt;br /&gt;You're on your own now believe me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not gonna happen to me&lt;br /&gt;You're on your own now believe me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-113582256909923722?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113582256909923722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113582256909923722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113582256909923722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113582256909923722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/12/hmmmsince-o2jam-is-down.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113575785725215900</id><published>2005-12-28T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T16:20:53.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHEEEE;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm happy happy happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;because i got my start toolbar down. fuck, i'm so airheaded. i just needa like CLICK HOLD DRAG and it will move. fine, i'm dumb. okay i admit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and also we, madagascar family i've got a nametag ! wheeee, something common for madagascar family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i've got angels and demons ! because phyllis lend me hers (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i've got a almost full section. sadly, our dearest stephanie didn't come. and she took away my &lt;s&gt;xiaolin&lt;/s&gt; showdown for band and went to photocopy it, and she didn't come today. so i had to read the conductor score. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i didn't know sheldon and jinyuan reads my blog ! :D heh, silent readers :X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm gonna ask shengxiong to send me all the fort minor songs when he comes online at 5 plus :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm begging my brother to buy me fort minor's cd, the rising tied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;school is reopening, pros and cons. pros, phyllis is in my class, wahahaha. cons, i think my class people are ermmmm.. okay nvm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i wanna know who is my form teacher. hohoho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;see me rejoicing now? wait till i start dissing people from class online. hoho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;stay tune (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;PS: &lt;s&gt;Find Robert Langdon&lt;/s&gt; (heh, too much Da Vinci Code) what an aimless entry :\&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-113575785725215900?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113575785725215900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113575785725215900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113575785725215900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113575785725215900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/12/wheeee-im-happy-happy-happy-because-i.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113565996580960645</id><published>2005-12-27T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T13:25:13.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FORT MINOR VS LINKIN PARK;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I would say both are rockingly good. Reason for me to go gaga over fort minor is because Linkin Park member Mike Shinoda is a part of Fort Minor, or rather, the founder of Fort Minor. So basically, you would hear Linkin Park elements in Fort Minor's music. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The album art itself is already so darn cool. Look&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img alt="Fort Minor(:" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/fortminer.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That's not all, check out their official &lt;a href="http://fortminor.com"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; just look at the flash animation. Move your cursor right and left. God, hail &lt;a href="http://sparkart.com"&gt;sparkart&lt;/a&gt;, their website designer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;How I wish i'm working for them =\ Oh well, snap out of the thoughts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I love Fort Minor (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Check out their songs at their website, there is a player for you to hear, wahahaha, Fort Minor Fort Minor !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You would probably have to like Linkin Park to like them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-113565996580960645?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113565996580960645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113565996580960645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113565996580960645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113565996580960645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/12/fort-minor-vs-linkin-park-i-would-say.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113559604472118839</id><published>2005-12-26T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T19:24:03.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I WANT THAT;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;angel and demon, deception point and digital fortress book ! (actually it would be better if i get the whole series which cost like $49.80 @ popular, sad thing is, i doubt i will get it, so nevermind)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;right now, i'm done with my da vinci code, and all i can say that, it's the best yet &lt;s&gt;after stephen king&lt;/s&gt; . why so? because it's the one of the many english-text based storybook that make me read to the end of the book. (not that i always finish reading chinese books, i only read chinese books if they have jay chou etc, heh) because the whole story is so thrilling and i would really hope to watch a movie on da vinci code. it's gonna hell cool. imagine them getting an albino to act as silas o.0 coooool (i know who is the perfect man, but i am not gonna say :X ask me in person, if i blog about it, i'm dead) and jacques being shot, WAHAHA cool. even better see silas's cillice, hohoho, bloody thigh of his, omg. it's gonna be cool. let's hope it's G/PG and has no ratings, so everyone will be able to watch it :D YEAH !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm getting my dad to read from chapter 55 onwards, the part where they mentioned about the holy grail (i'm not gonna be a spoiler, but i'm gonna make you people who haven't read the book read it) that's the most important part of the story, baby. HAH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;my parents couldn't fathom why i got so hooked on da vinci code. and my mother asked &lt;em&gt;"why all of a sudden so interested?"&lt;/em&gt; nevermind about the question, but my parents are rather happy i'm reading. it's seldom seeing me reading storybooks apart from using the computer and watching television or going out. my dad thinks i can't catch any ball reading such books, he is so wrong. and i'm not so dumb lor, papa =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;SO ! my point is, me getting hooked and getting my dad to read the da vinci code equates to a &lt;u&gt;higher tendency&lt;/u&gt; of him buying the angels and demons / deception point / digital fortress for me :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm so &lt;s&gt;scheming&lt;/s&gt; clever ! hiak hiak &gt;:] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;plenty of curses to the library for not having them in them ): went to marine parade library to search on them. and i couldn't find. grrrrr, trace placed (dont understand) and on loan :( nvm, i'm gna either rent or buy the book myself, HMPH. eh, budden phyllis offered to lend me her angels and demons :D heh thanks ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I WANT THE DAN BROWN'S WHOLE SERIES LAR !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;LATER ! i am off to to play phyllis' o2jam acct. wahahaha. help her level up (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-113559604472118839?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113559604472118839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113559604472118839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113559604472118839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113559604472118839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-want-that-angel-and-demon-deception.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113544338901922206</id><published>2005-12-24T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T13:47:12.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOT BLOGGING;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reasons for not blooging are pretty simple. for one, i was playing too much computer games (getting hooked at the wrong time when schools are going to reopen) and also because i couldn't think of stuffs to blog !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so i'm here to blog already, so hush my fellow bloggers, like phyllis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall blog about today then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, sheldon went to genting, to spent his xmas (so envious) while he left the rest of the gang in singapore to suffer. for instance, i'm here blogging at this hour, not counting down at orchard. sian. and phyllis is stuck at hilton hotel because there are too many people in orchard, and mingyu who just came back for china(and shocked me with his sms when it occured to me that he was still existing, after not seeing him for a month or so) and nicholas watching narnia at the cinema, again with his friends and lastly waiteng who is probably being doing the aric proposal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, shelon, see what a good life you have. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and chunkiat thought i was in genting with sheldon. like why in the world will we be together in genting, may i ask ? lol !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right, was reading da vinci code for the day. and i am hooked on it (hahahahaha) and on and off, i will come to the computer and play game :P and when my brother wants to use it (for &lt;em&gt;you-know-what-reasons&lt;/em&gt;) i had to siam and i will obediently go to my room and continue reading my da vinci code.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then in the evening, i went to suntec. not to watch movie like the &lt;em&gt;oh-so-rich&lt;/em&gt; nicholas but to look for hot wheels to play. cmon, dont gimme that look, i don't play with hot wheels, my parents wanted to buy for my cousins to play. and it was hell gay, searching toy departments, oh my god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i was sms-ing phyllis and sending out xmas wishes all the way. so presumably, you will hear me rant about my mum screaming at me for the phonebill, aww, what's new? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then my brother and i started squeezing cheese in carrefour and he attempted to break them. and i was like pinching it and pressing on it, and my brother broke the styrofoam plate -.- i know we are very disgusting, so if u bought cheese at carrefour, and it seems pressed or broken, do not blame us, we are just helping you to tenderise and breaking it into smaller pieces so that you wont choke eating cheese :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha, lied to nicholas that i was sitting 3 rows behind him in the cinema, hell funny. i wonder if he turn around to see :X wahahaha and if i weren't wrong, i think he believed me, omg. lol. how nice, next time, it shall be a good april fool joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i can't stand my dad, it is acting like an idiot wherever he went. even in the car, he waved like a moron to an angmoh whom he didn't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH IT'S XMAS ! SMS-ING CRASH PERIOD !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-113544338901922206?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113544338901922206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113544338901922206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113544338901922206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113544338901922206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/12/not-blogging-reasons-for-not-blooging.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113515675672664725</id><published>2005-12-21T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T17:19:16.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STARTING TO LOVE;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;my blogskin. wahaha (: suddenly i think it's not that bad, and what aaron said was true, "something refreshing". okay, shall stick with this for the next few months. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;cmon people, say you love my blogskin ! say you love it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;okay 2 blogskins down and 1 more to go. and i'm supposed to make a header banner using photoshop based on monkey ?! like erm, i need to go find a brush that has monkey in it .___. that's so gay lor, but being a nice person like me &lt;em&gt;(cue:start choking/puking)&lt;/em&gt; i shall do the blogskin, SOON. but not now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;okay i'm gonna delete all the english songs in my mp3 player and then upload all the orchestra music i've got (: wahahaha, soul bossanova rocks :D see waiteng, it's not the phua chu kang starting theme. i've sang it for you already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;today was BAND day, so much better than i thought. waiteng and i starting playing star wars and presumably everyone else was like&lt;em&gt; "what the fuck are they doing?" &lt;/em&gt;lol, however, we were so brave, and we played it for &lt;s&gt;phyllis&lt;/s&gt; pherlisa (read: nicholas' spelling) HEH, how nice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and i still think that mr tan looks like tin tin, especially with that hairstyle of his, spike in the front :\ simba tan king ming? wow. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;even a movie is dedicated to his son, KING KONG. watch it people :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;after band went out to parkway to eat. the usuals, jinyuan, nicholas, phyllis, and yours truely. went to pastamania &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt;. and being a poor girl, i ate aglio olio, which i personally think it sucks. and jinyuan says he's gonna buy it next time, eewww. usual topic to talk about, horny stuffs, how long a dick is. and nicholas said his is longer than my brother's -.- i wonder if my brother reads my blog :O if he does, i bet he's gonna feel so sad ): HAH !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;bloody shit, eeloong just had to rub it in and said "you were right, your old blogskin was better" thanks man .___.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;co and choir room sounds like a toilet. HAHA ! they can shower and hear the air con compressors at the same time. how nice (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-113515675672664725?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113515675672664725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113515675672664725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113515675672664725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113515675672664725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/12/starting-to-lovemy-blogskin.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113508332851132135</id><published>2005-12-20T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T20:55:28.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;DARN;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, now, you've seen the new blogskin i've made. it sucks, because i'm missing my old blogskin already ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if you realised there isn't a haloscan comment thinggie below, but a cbox instead. stop asking, i'm already very unhappy about not beign able to get my haloscan fixed, someone cheer me up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, no point asking anyone to cheer me up. no one tags anyway :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-113508332851132135?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113508332851132135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113508332851132135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113508332851132135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113508332851132135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/12/darn-alright-now-youve-seen-new.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113505227214617581</id><published>2005-12-20T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T12:17:52.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLOGSKINS;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;currently listening to mission impossible main theme by tokyo kosei wind orchestra. and the saxophone solo is really really really uber super ultra fantastic. i can imagine the player swinging from left to right. and getting super dramatic with his/her moves. god, the saxophone section's harmony is just fantastic, such standard of harmony is considered rather difficult for my section, still amateurs :D the jazzy sound they produce, urgh, so sexy i bet you will end up having orgasm by the end of the song :X ( okay fine, i was just exaggerating it a bit too far off :P )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;got many many mp3 yesterday, and sent it to waiteng, hohoho, i like soul bossanova, very cute. but i still think mission impossible is nicer, japanese graffiti VII is hell nice (: i shall go get american graffitti soon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;okay, i've digressed a bit too much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i was making blogskin&lt;s&gt;s&lt;/s&gt; yesterday. after downloading photoshop brushes, and realized that i seriously need to get that photoshop CS, bcos i've got so many brushes that i liked and it isn't compatible with my photoshop 7.0 ): okay, right, i need to get the trial version and the crack like momo, then i can create nicer image designs. HAHA !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm gonna change my blogskin soon, so stay tune to this space for the new skin (: and please i would appreciate if my silent readers(if there are, i know aaron is one :D) comment about my new blog layout once it's out yeah ! and the layout will be the same as charissa's ! i've promised her a skin, and after like 7936436251354 months, then it's finally done. okay, yes i know i'm a procrastinator. at least i've got 1 skin down, 2 more to go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;yeehoo ! i'm waiting for charissa to come online (drums table)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ah hah ! L.O.L has finally been addicted to orchestra music, see it's highly addictive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-113505227214617581?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113505227214617581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113505227214617581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113505227214617581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113505227214617581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/12/blogskinscurrently-listening-to.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113496314371760525</id><published>2005-12-19T10:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T11:32:23.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I GOT DRUNK;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;over a blasted bottle of barcardi, (slaps myself) how can i get drunk over a blasted drink which has sparkling juice? and the alcoholic content is only like 4.8% ? oh god, my alcoholic limit is like so low. and yes, i want to go clubbing/pubbing when i get older. and getting drunk over 4.8% of alcoholic content is like wtf? so people, i suppose you need not spike my drink, i'll get knock-out myself. K.O ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;on saturday, went to toa payoh after my organ lesson. i like this year's lighting, because it's based on musical theme (: and i see that they had a saxophone there. and i only bought a baleno tee for the whole day, so i was rather shocked, because i normally buy lots of stuffs when i go out with my parents. and my mum always says that i have shou huo whenever we go out, and i also can't deny the fact that it's true. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;mummy had a 100 dollar C.K Tangs voucher, but we didn't even used it, i think. yah, my parents was telling me how C.K Tangs started. blah blah black sheep, actually, i don't really care :X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;mummy kept saying, "you wanna study not?" then i was like, "what, it's not as if i didnt get into triple science for you, why are you asking" and she said "you always want to buy things, if you aren't gonna study harder, how are you gonna earn money?" what a childish way to make me study, but, well, it's somewhat true. if i study hard, and get a good job, i will get to earn loadsa money. and i can buy loadsa stuffs. but at this point of time. just get over o levels first. get into a good jc, and that's all i'm gonna worry for the time being&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;yesterday, my aunts came over to celebrate my granny's birthday. and my aunt' dog it's so puny and cute. named : cookie. silky terrier, i like that breed. and yeah, it's when i got drunk and all. slept at like 8 plus. and woke up at 2 plus am. checked my phone. and wenrong asked me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are you all free on the 28 dec? can we have a "department" lunch ?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;so lemme guess, it's not him with me. it's with all the SLs. phew, okay, waiteng? are you going ? no i guess you are not, you'll be in taiwan. great, so i'm a loner now. hohoho, i'll see. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and yaozong sms-ed me saying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Heyz, wan go swo concert? On 26 dec, $12, 5pm... I will b performing...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;actually, i'm not exactly keen on going, because waiteng will be overseas. and if i'm going and if phyllis is going it's only the 2 of us. it's gonna be boring. and 12 bucks, wow, i've wasted so much money this month already. and we still gotta attend another concert put up by nyjc on the 30th, 8 bucks. just this 2 concerts, it's already 20 bucks gone. adding the syo concert and the tjc concert. it's like 20 + 12 = 32 bucks. yeah concerts made me waste 32 bucks. i think i have to save up for the concert if i'm considering to go. i don't really dare to ask my parents for 12 bucks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and i was supposed to go back to my primary school, with my juniors to see the band. but after that wednesday's visit, i decided not to, i wasted my time. i thought i could like play the soprano saxophone, or something. and teaching them what's a crochet and a semibreve (when they are all in main band) had already made me rather impatient. so i might as well stay at home, to slack and rot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and i just saw ethel's personal message &lt;em&gt;" can you believe it, school will b starting in 2 weeks ! "&lt;/em&gt;  like, wow? i can't believe it. 2 months of holidays is gonna be over. that also means, i wasted 2 months, wow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;let's just hope, 2006 is gonna be a good year and i'm gonna get rid of the playlist already, its rather irritating&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-113496314371760525?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113496314371760525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113496314371760525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113496314371760525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113496314371760525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-got-drunkover-blasted-bottle-of.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113480161660763547</id><published>2005-12-17T14:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T14:40:16.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TJC (FIESTA EVER AFTER) ;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice band, nice music !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left house pretty early because i was too bored at home, and then met phyllis at TM. i left house at 1230 when we were supposed to meet at 1245. i think i've contracted the 'lateness' disease. i've been late for this whole week's appointment. meeting with mad family in school, meeting with class people to buy bbq stuffs and meeting phyllis at TM. however ! she broke my record, stupid girl, we was later than me &gt;:( but nvm, i was still late (: as usual i'm in places which sell cds, so i asked her to meet me in TM's music junction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and while waiting for her at MJ, i browsed thru the tons of cds and vcds and dvds they had, while listening to my mp3 player and having xmas carols blasted in MJ as my 'background music' so basically, i was having my mp3 songs + carols at the same time. and there was once i was listening to the &lt;em&gt;indian song(as said by eeloong)&lt;/em&gt;, boro boro. so it was boro boro + carols = wth ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after that we went waling about century square and tm, and then i nearly die bcos my leg was so tired. then we met yteng at crabtree and evelyn. and waited for sheldon at macs. and he was the only guy ! unlike some people, he realised he was the only guy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we wanted to play arcade, but decided to like go bedok for some pool and then go tjc after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we played pool, and i lost my virginity since ! hohoho, it was my first time on the pool table (cmon, playing pool, i dont hump pool tables) and i was pretty bad. only until i played with waiteng, wahaha, i unleashed my potential (oh what crap) okay, but when sheldon and phyllis finish with their time crisis, i started being very bad with the game again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good now i wanna play pool (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, then we called chunkiat to ask what bus we could take. so it was 38 or 229. so we took 38. and reached there on time (: it was so gay, eeloong wore orange band tee, like for what !? and then we went into the auditorium, and sat at the centre, 2nd row. gay, first time sitting so close to the performers. and some gay, think was jinhong, shouted "GO VALENTINO" wow .____.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and okay intermission time, and then xiangting came to talk to us. and went " you are phyllis, waiteng, okay, you are chanxi, waiteng, phyllis" and when she came to me, she just said, okay i know her (giggles) then chunkiat said, "valentino yang(points to me)" oh please, do not, associate him with me. if i'm valentino yang. what is he? rachel tan !? oh god, fahjin wouldn't like a gay as a stead :X i want rachel yang back, or better, mehmeh (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;blah blah black sheep. concert ended after their encore piece. then we waited outside. and i was talking to eeloong abt the trumpet solo in the rhapsody in blue(which i'm currently listening to) and chunkiat started mimicking waiteng, lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;wanted to like go dinner with them, and go home on my own, hopefully trying to reach home at 12 for the 3rd time to break the record. but, my dad sms-ed and said he was on his way to tjc, when i didn't even ask, right, so LOL and chanxi went back and the alumni and lihui went for dinner at bedok mac (i suppose)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;then i went home, and watched the korean drama. and fell asleep halfway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;that was my friday (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ps : i realise i blog backwards recently &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-113480161660763547?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113480161660763547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113480161660763547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113480161660763547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113480161660763547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/12/tjc-fiesta-ever-after-but-nvm-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113469952379414775</id><published>2005-12-16T09:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T10:28:02.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CLASS BBQ II&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;let's just continue blogging from home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;okay, i was reponsible for peeling the burnt skin of the taiwan xiang chang and the hotdog. and now and then, get my fingers burnt. and starting the fire was stupid. the fire kept going out, and sirui and i had to like fan is so damn bloody slowly, but, wahaha, after much determination the fire was started. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the stupid chicken wing i ate wasnt cook ._____. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;mr and mrs tan king ming came for our class bbq. man ! her tummy was &lt;s&gt;huge&lt;/s&gt;, enormous ! the last time i saw her tummy was ballon hat festival, and it was flat like hell, and now her tummy is so big, babies. hmmm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;oh god, i think charissa's blog is hell nice ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;okay, shall not digress,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and yes, i continued playing mahjong again (: haha, and then edeline's parents said they are picking her up, when she said she was staying, she was quite unhappy lar, crazy girl, your mum was in a good mood, why didn't you ask her to allow you to stay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and i was the last to go home (why is it always like that !!!) and punctually reached home at 12. and again, they didn't say anything :D heh ! they are granting me freedom already, i'm so happy. however, after i bathed and came out of the toilet, i search frantically for my handphone, ARGH ! no where in sight, okay, fine, so i left it in my dad's car. so went back down to get it. *phew* it was there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and now, i've got this problem, i've got one extra tjc concert ticket for tonight. and i've asked nicholas, and he told sheldon he has no money and he told me he has tuition and would be late for an hour, right. so i went on to ask jinyuan, and he has yet to reply me ! grrrrrr, whatever, i'm very sleepy :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;if you are like keen on going to the concert tonight, at 1930, tickets @ 7bucks, please tell me online or sms me. thank you very very much. oh yeah by 1pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and yea, one thing i'm pissed off with. i don't really understand, why there are people out there who doesn't do their homework, and go around begging others to send them their work. and they will "modify" it and send it to the teachers. i mean, &lt;em&gt;hello&lt;/em&gt;, we are the ones who slogged it out, wasting like how much time and sacrifizing our time which we can like use it to go out and play, but chose to sit at home and be a good boy/girl, tryin to complete our work. while morons like you chiong the arcades, go window shopping, or worst yet, go into a permanent hibernation for the whole holiday. and when the bloody deadline for the homework is here, you find people like me to take advantage of, and wanna rip our stuffs. don't you even have a puny sense of &lt;strong&gt;guilt&lt;/strong&gt; ? and i don't see how you can have the luxury of bearing such &lt;strong&gt;thick, rhinocerous-liked&lt;/strong&gt; skin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i mean, can't you see it from my facial expression that i'm not exactly &lt;em&gt;THAT&lt;/em&gt; willing to help you out ? but being your friend i can't reject it ? i mean, fine, you can go around saying &lt;em&gt;"oh, she's such a nice girl"&lt;/em&gt; and all, after i help you with your work, but hey, cmon, that's MY work, MY thoughts, MY time wasted on the stupid my homework and yours. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;so if you are guilty of such moronic acts, and have asked people who are also easily taken advantage of, like yours truely, i hope you feel guilty for what you have done. and i seriously hope, you won't repeat it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i've got enough of such nonsense. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;okay, mad family members : don't worry, i'm not talking about you, lime,lemon,sheldon. because i've willing helped you people do it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;phew, finally, i've voiced out my thoughts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-113469952379414775?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113469952379414775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113469952379414775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113469952379414775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113469952379414775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/12/class-bbq-ii-lets-just-continue.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113463486713066959</id><published>2005-12-15T16:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T16:21:07.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CLASS BBQ;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;currently at lipeng's house. hohoho, woke up just on time to meet the rest at serangoon mrt to buy stuffs for the bbq. woke up at 0930. and then had to rush off. mummy apparently realised that i was not at home for the 788945246th time and sms-ed me to find out where the hell i was.. falalala, i was at the interchange shop (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;bought a lot of crap and then walked to the bus stop to take 70 to the bus stop. budden we got off at the wrong stop, so had to like stop at the next bus stop to walk back to the bus stop. so walked in, under the blazing hot sun :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;reached her house quite early, and then started playing mahjong until 4 plus since 2 plus. non-stop. ultimate mahjong kah kee. heh heh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm so lazy to continue blogging alrdy, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;LATER !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-113463486713066959?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113463486713066959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113463486713066959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113463486713066959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113463486713066959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/12/class-bbqcurrently-at-lipengs-house.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113456311493324839</id><published>2005-12-14T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T20:31:29.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GONE CASE;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(shakes head) what can i say? they are bad to the extent of not being able to participate in the next SYF, allow your jaws to drop, head to spin, ears to emit smoke and mouth to spit out blasting hot fire. but that's the fact, canossa convent band is that bad now ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and the soprano saxophone is lost, still ? wow, i wonder which moron want to steal it .____. seriously&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;it's really sad to see the little girls struggling to like play. they can't read rhythm, they can't understand what's "follow tempo" and their stupid attitude is just atrocious. i can only say, the band standard sucks, don't mind me, i might be once the band leader, say i'm a bitch, but, just look at the band, sigh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i tried teaching the clarinets rhythm, and explaining to them what's a quaver's rhythm, they just stare and grin at me, i had the urge to slap their faces and ask them to wake up, but i thought, forget it, give up. so i just went to teach rachel tan's sister, rochelle, i was so damn glad that among the girls there, she was probably the only one that could read rhythm herself, at least she is the band leader for a good reason. and she safed the legacy of the saxophone section in band, wahahaha. not exactly good, but at least she could read rhythms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ccps hired 2 instructors, heard they were from some JC, wanted to ask which JC, but didn't. and the trumpet tutor played ross roy .____. think i dunno, hmph, haolian for what, it's not as nice as my dearest dept head, the legendary, mr lau wen rong ! (cue:clap hand) wahahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;tmr's bbq, and i'm not exactly happy with the planning, oh whatever, just get over it asap. at least the amount of ppl turning up for the bbq is like damn big, as compared to last year's. ha~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;off to help to do sheldon's chinese homework with phyllis, (sheldon's a slacker !).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;so long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-113456311493324839?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113456311493324839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113456311493324839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113456311493324839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113456311493324839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/12/gone-case-shakes-head-what-can-i-say.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113445912475215460</id><published>2005-12-13T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T15:32:04.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STUPID STUPID STUPID;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;schooldna sucks to the core, cmon sue me, but i'm just stating facts, it sucks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;reason ? because when i try uploading the blasted chinese book review which i've completed (hip hip hurray !) they told me "file does not exist". what nonsense is that ? you make me chiong so hard for the stupid chiense book review, and you tell me file does not exist, i would like to invite you to the roof of the OUB building and i will gladly push you down, the creator of schooldna. go to hell lar !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;whatever, i will get people who uploaded their file to upload it for me, hmph, schooldna sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;speaking of my book review, i can't believe i actually wrote 1705 words for my thoughts o.0 that's like a lot. but aiyah, i cut and pasted my synopsis from a website (you might perish the thought of asking me, because i didnt save the url down, just type in the title and you can find it on yahoo.com lar) but at least i edited most of the content, heh. this is called "reference" okayyyyy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i hate those morons playing on the 10th floor, they are making so much noise, nevermind, i shall blast my jay chou songs to piss them off as well, cmon people, free music&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i feel so happy after uploading the steps on how to type chinese on your computer without a stupid chinese software which might cost a bomb. because i helped so many people ! wahaha, i'm so nice lor.  see &lt;a href="http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_magicalove_archive.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; ! for the post and the instructions to how to get it done, and oh yes, if you can, thank me :D hiak hiak thank you very much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm helping phyllis with her book review, while i'm stoning infront of the comp, finally, one less thing to think about, and there's nothing to procrastinate over already, the feeling of being freed, wahahaha, i feel like a bird. okay, not that bird, just a normal bird, like a dove,sparrow, blah blah black sheep. not the bird that is down there .________. *sings : i'm like a bird~ i only fly away, i donno where my home is~~~*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;maybe, i can go to itunes, and type all the chinese song title in chinese. great, at least i have something to do :D heee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;oh yes, last night, i had this dream that our band is going overseas (i dunno where) and i only notified my parents on that day when i realised we were leaving for the country. hmm, cool -.- let's all just hope we will be going overseas :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and erm, for those who didn't write in their notebook, i would suggest you perish the thought of wanting to fake for the whole damn year, because it's impossible. so, might as well admit you didn't write anything, besides, i mean, who wrote anything in their sec1 band notebook ever sicne they got into main band ?! we already had to rack our brains to fake while we were recruits, so i would imagine your miserable faces while you try to fake for the whole bloody year. i bet it would certainly be amusing (: they say music to the ears, i say interesting expressions to the eyes ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;for those who are still thinking of faking for the whole damn year, i wish you good luck. imagine if mr wong questions you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;DW: you wrote anything ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;YOU:yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;DW:didnt fake ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;YOU:*hesistates*yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;DW:right, i see you wrote "practice i recommend 6 sharps"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;YOU:errr, yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;DW:dated on july, i bet you can play it w/o looking, okay play&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;YOU: shit !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;fake lor, fake lor, imagine that happens. falalalalala&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm so evil &gt;:] hiak hiak hiak hiak hiak !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-113445912475215460?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113445912475215460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113445912475215460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113445912475215460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113445912475215460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/12/stupid-stupid-stupidschooldna-sucks-to.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113438985899403054</id><published>2005-12-12T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T20:27:26.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEING FATED WITH GAYS AND A HORNY FAMILY ;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;let's blog backwards ! starting from &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;slept at like erm 2.30am &lt;s&gt;last night&lt;/s&gt; this morning, and then was supposed like wake up and sms waiteng to wake her up when i wake up, but it was the other way round in the end, i punctually woke up at 9 (the time we were supposed to meet in school) and then i saw her sms at like 0816am " orange and lemon ! wake up liao not? " and then i replied her at like 9 saying "i just woke up, see i told you i would be late" (or something like that)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;so i just got ready and went to school to meet phy,teng,sheldon . dumdeedum, did the stupid bk review, but obviously i ddn't finish it lar -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;then after that went PP to eat and then walk around until 3, until sheldon and yixiang went back. waiteng and i accompanied phyllis into her kawai studio to practice for piano. we so loyal ! lol, and yes if you see me online, my personal msg goes as such "...... a good saxophonist won't blame the saxophone" waiteng has an identical one, just that it's a clarinet instead. why? lmme enlighten you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;in the studio while we were testing phyllis her scales, i saw the paper and it goes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;THERE'S AN OLD PROVERB ' A GOOD CARPENTER NEVER BLAMES HIS TOOLS. ' SIMILARLY, ' A GOOD PIANIST NEVER BLAMES THE PIANO. ' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In an examination, the examiner assesses ' The performer &amp;amp; the performance ' and not the piano. It's the same examination piano that had scored some candidates' distinctions and merits. Unfortunate for some who ddin't make it, do not blame the piano. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;PRACTICE IS WHAT MAKES PERFECT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;wow, like wtf? that's so like... erm...blunt, damned, must kawai be so straight-forward? hurts people's brittle heart okay &gt;:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and then waiteng and i gay-ed around in the studio, we are like 2 morons trying to open a grand piano. and we were like so happy when we managed to open , falalalala, we are contented little morons after opening a stupid grand piano that has scratches on the top. also, we played with the blinds, and waiteng was like freaked out when she couldn't get it back down. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;came back, got involved in a very horny conversation, (no actually 3) okay, and obviously i spurred 2 on. because of my family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;mummy said my brother has a big "lan pa ji" o.0 shocked? don't be, continue reading&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;we were actually talking about my brother's newly bought jeans, and i said, it would look nicer if he had it worn as a hipster (i mean, which moron now will wear it at their tummy, so cheena) so mummy agreed and wanted to change for my brother. dad said he could do it himself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;dad: ask him change himself lar ! his jeans what&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;mum: he also dunno one, must people see then know one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;m: his lan pa ji an ni dua, pok chu lai eh !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;d: eeyer, ler kua tio ee eh lan pa ji meh ?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;m: an ni dua, pok chu lai, kua tio lar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ME : o.0 !?!??!! 0.o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*dad turns and looks @ granny and says in cantonese*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;d: wah, see, she wants to squeeze his lan pa ji&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ME: o.0 !? (still in a state of shock)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;d:you wanna squeeze your grandson's lan pa right ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;granny:*nods head*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and yes, that's not the Kumars at No.42 , It's the Yangs At Joo Seng Road, thank you very much, i know my family is horny. and i'm totally proud of it. cmon, my brother has a big dick okay, even mummy agrees LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;yesterday&lt;/span&gt;, at OG, my mum and i were buying bras (why cannot ah !?) and we took like an hour. and my brother was scolding us and all, then my dad said, lucky you are a human and have 2, what if u are a pig? you need 1 hours times how many lor ! aiyah, next time, just get a helmet and wear it with a rafia, big and nice, on an mrt or a bus, and u wanna move, just whack people with that, *add sound effects* i said, aiyah, claypot will do nice. dad said, nah, just get 2 woks. god, WOKS ? i mean, even xiaolin's not that huge lor, LOL. well, now you see, if u don't have a bra, you can always improvise with the stuffs you can find in the kitchen, but stay away from the knifes ! you wouldn't want to get it chopped girls ! and i bought a converse shirt, laalala, black with purple, pretty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and then at the temple, i saw 3 transvestites, from thailand, i swear, you guys will drool if u see them, terribly pretty !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;on &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt;, went to bugis, and then bought my new pencilcase, hiak hiak hiak, MYUK ! and on it says " i'm tired of all this nonsense about beauty being only skin-deep. That's deep enough. what do you want? an adorable pancreas?" LOL and then, just outside pretty fit, i saw another gay. and he had his hair tied. and it was horrible&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;see what i mean when i'm fated with the transvestites? grrrrrrr&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-113438985899403054?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113438985899403054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113438985899403054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113438985899403054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113438985899403054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/12/being-fated-with-gays-and-horny-family.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113419684018416152</id><published>2005-12-10T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T14:49:42.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NO CHINESE SOFTWARE? ;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;fret not ! i can teach you how to on the chinese language in your comp (for XP users)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img height="354" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/control.jpg" width="423" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;first please go to your control panel and click on "Regional And Language Options"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/control1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;after that, click on language !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/control2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and after that you click on details, and you'll get this page. and then see that you don't chinese language? nevermind, i shall teach you how to get it :D please press on "Add"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/control3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ah hah, please find Chinese (PRC)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/control4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;for your input thinggie, find Chinese (Simplified) - Microsoft Pinyin IME 3.0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/control5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and then please press okay !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/control6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;TA-DAH ! you've now got CHINESE !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;for those who have typing difficulties, please feel free to contact &lt;a href="mailto:rachel_yang91@hotmail.com"&gt;ME&lt;/a&gt; just add me on your msn, and i'll help you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;falalalala i know you people are so grateful to me cos you need not pay money to buy a stupid 汉神 or a pirated cd ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-113419684018416152?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113419684018416152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113419684018416152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113419684018416152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113419684018416152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/12/no-chinese-software-fret-not-i-can.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113411544469570489</id><published>2005-12-09T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T16:04:04.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE HOMEWORK CRAP;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i hate the chinese book review thinggie. for no.1, i haven't even like read the blasted book. for no.2 i haven't got a chinese software. for no.3 i hate reading chinese stuffs (excluding somes)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i was listening to pagan dances for no reason. and i realised figure 13 of movement 3, you could actually hear the woodwind players pressing on their keypads, lsiten closely lol, not exactly audible, just listen closely :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;I DONT LIKE DOING HOMEWORK !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;but i still have to submit by the 15th. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and i realised this morning that there are a lot of stuffs happening on the 15th. phyllis has her piano exam, i have my class bbq, we must had in the stupid chinese report. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;interesting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i don't know what else to blog,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;later !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-113411544469570489?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113411544469570489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113411544469570489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113411544469570489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113411544469570489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/12/homework-crapi-hate-chinese-book.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113401546255379393</id><published>2005-12-08T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T12:17:42.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BAND CHALET;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;yawns, it's now 11.36am, and i just woke up :D i've no freaking idea why i have been waking up so late these few days =\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;band chalet was not too bad. okay, more people than i expected turned up yesterday. wanted to meet treasury dept @ tampines, but after knowing they already had the whole QM dept there, i didn't bother. hence i ended up talking to edeline on the phone from 3 plus to 4.30 pm, causing my phone battery to go flat within a day (when it can normally last for like 2 days) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;at aljunied mrt, saw guohong, and i didn't know why he alighted @ kembangan =\ whatever, lol. phyllis and waiteng called my phone, and yelled like 2 morons and i couldn't understand what they were saying, until they repeated for the 3rd time. right, those two just insulted the STRIPES ! and they made me feel damn dumb having my striped bag -.- gosh. then i alighted at pasir ris mrt, and took 21 to downtown east. damned, i thought it was like 3 bus stop from the interchange. to find out, it's only one blasted stop -.- and i should have walked, craps&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and then walked in from the arcade entrance and slacked a bit in the room. and we all went nuts when eeloong came. and i seriously think the car game that he brought, is truly sadistic, aim of the blasted game is to hit any car you see .____. and we all laughed at charissa and nicholas for having their engine blown, when i'm even worst, i had this stupid slow start twice. and i didn't know how to control the blasted thing :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;after that, charissa, me, eeloong and nicholas went to the arcade. and on the way to the arcade, charissa started asking me about chicky, so i decided to tell her i am totally like her (like mother like daughter) i love myself. and eeloong and nicholas turned around and gave the loud HUH? god, that was gay. and then they came up with the nonsense with how i have sex, and how i masturbate with myself, and saying that i stuff tomato into my, ahem, vagina. while i gave a better suggestion - the watermelon (hahahahaha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and at the arcade, &lt;s&gt;we&lt;/s&gt; they played time crisis, the gay blue red green button game (dunno what's that called) photo hunt (sad it's not the one with the sexy mamas) and charissa and i were like totally gobsmacked when we saw two little kids playing the percussion thinggie. god, they could like easily own us ! and at first, we both thought they were just 2 little moronic kiddos trying to act seh and didn't know a shit, but we were wrong. terribly wrong T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and after tapping the card for charissa and nicholas, we realised that we only have 40cents left. and we owe waiteng and phyllis their 30cents, so in the end we used nicholas's card to play photohunt. it was rather gay, you could probably have your eyes popped out after the game &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;went back to the chalet for the eating session. and then many many people came by then. and chanxi thought i just came .___. after crapping for a long loong time. lihui started &lt;s&gt;touching&lt;/s&gt; caressing me for whatever reasons. and then we were talking about her eating hotdog. and nicholas and i both think that hanming can really enjoy in bed lor. and the way lihui sucks the marshmellow, just made me think of the white substance, i'm sorry, but i was a little horny after talking about the watermelon incident, heh heh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;played dai dee cum truth or dare after that. so the loser would have to choose either truth or dare. eeloong kept asking phyllis and i choose dare. and said if you have guts, choose it. so i blantantly replied, yeah i have no guts, i want truth"so charissa asked who was chicky, and i told her, phyllis :D well, i already paka-ed with phyllis that if we were being asked this question, we said we loved each other, what a fantastic idea (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and then i decided to go for a stroll with charissa. and while we walked back, met phyllis and waiteng, and then went to the arcade, from what i saw on mom's blog, hmm, sorry, i thought you would want to play in the arcade. and then we played until 11 plus. Oo! i love that cmon baby can ! that's super duper cute lar. waiteng loves the baby who would show his assets, god, i don't like smacking the buttons to make the stupid baby run, it hurt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and then after that at about 11 plus, went back to the chalet to get my stuffs and sent nicholas home. god, he stayed so bloody far o____o i was so afraid that my parents would say stuffs. thank god they didnt *phew* apart from saying his sms-ing super fast and that it is terribly far for him to travel to school -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-113401546255379393?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113401546255379393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113401546255379393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113401546255379393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113401546255379393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/12/band-chaletyawns-its-now-11.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113385275105269988</id><published>2005-12-06T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T15:05:51.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BHANGRA MANIA;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not pastamania, it's bhangra mania :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently, i've been going crazy over stupid songs. but i really like this bhangra song called boro boro you can find this in the crazy frog cd lar yah. obviously i didn't buy the cd :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't be surprise if i hear the song played in zouk. i personally think it's suitable for clubbing ! eeyer, that made me want to grow up asap, because i wanna go clubbing (: clubbing rocks lar, if your drink doesn't get drugged (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i got this from charissa's blog, and i was bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things that scare me.&lt;br /&gt;- being alone&lt;br /&gt;- ghosts&lt;br /&gt;- lizards&lt;br /&gt;- cockcroaches (stop singing that gay song by guo mei mei)&lt;br /&gt;- perverts&lt;br /&gt;- dangling earrings that hooks&lt;br /&gt;- lihui trying to whack my boobs :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things I like about myself.&lt;br /&gt;- my ever rosy cheeks (be it blushing or whtvr)&lt;br /&gt;- my eyes&lt;br /&gt;- my specs (althought the screw is always loose)&lt;br /&gt;- my musical abilities (unlike my brother who cant read notes)&lt;br /&gt;- my gender&lt;br /&gt;- my whole bunch of friends&lt;br /&gt;- my ability to crap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things most important in my bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;- my pillows&lt;br /&gt;- my lil pillow which i will die without&lt;br /&gt;- my bolster&lt;br /&gt;- my handphone charger&lt;br /&gt;- my tv&lt;br /&gt;- my bed&lt;br /&gt;- my radio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 random facts about me&lt;br /&gt;- i'm a girl who is truely sick in the mind&lt;br /&gt;- i seriously do not watch pornography, even if i did, it was an ACCIDENT&lt;br /&gt;- i like being with band members&lt;br /&gt;- i like going for big band outings&lt;br /&gt;- i am always mistakened for being a hokkien when i'm a cantonese&lt;br /&gt;- according to mr tan joon seng, i'm prone to gullet cancer&lt;br /&gt;- i do like someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things I plan to do before I die&lt;br /&gt;- have sex (hohohoho)&lt;br /&gt;- have kids&lt;br /&gt;- have a husband&lt;br /&gt;- have a will prepared&lt;br /&gt;- call up my pals to tell them i'm dying, and that they are invited to é funeral&lt;br /&gt;- do all the things i haven't done&lt;br /&gt;- go clubbing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things I can't do.&lt;br /&gt;- confess&lt;br /&gt;- produce a jazzy sound on the blasted saxophone&lt;br /&gt;- be a professional organist / saxophonist&lt;br /&gt;- stop being so hyper&lt;br /&gt;- make my section a better one&lt;br /&gt;- stop being so horny&lt;br /&gt;- fake that i'm tall (urgh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things I say the most&lt;br /&gt;- tmd&lt;br /&gt;- walao&lt;br /&gt;- wtf&lt;br /&gt;- wth&lt;br /&gt;- argh&lt;br /&gt;- hurhur&lt;br /&gt;- HOHOHO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 celeb crushes&lt;br /&gt;- jay chou (hiak hiak)&lt;br /&gt;- tom riddle (from harry potter)&lt;br /&gt;- cedric diggory (from harry potter)&lt;br /&gt;- luo zhi xiang&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-113385275105269988?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113385275105269988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113385275105269988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113385275105269988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113385275105269988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/12/bhangra-mania-not-pastamania-its.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113375222064900626</id><published>2005-12-05T10:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T13:38:52.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FRUITFUL SUNDAY BORING MONDAY;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;why so? because i finally got what i wanted yesterday. i went to esplanade library to get my premium member thinggie done. and went down to creative HQ to get the mp3 player fixed. sadly, i did not get a new player, they only restored the mediaware, whatever lar, be contented with what i have. after knowing that i only can have 100 songs in the player, i nearly went nuts. because i have to prioritize what songs to put in ! and i don't like doing that, because i'm far too lazy. and my list of jaychou songs in the playlist is like taking up 43 files already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i regret not getting the earpiece that costed 19 bucks. it's not bad actually. nvm, i'm soon gonna invest in a headphone that's good. because this stupid panasonic (jaychou!) earpiece my brother bought costed 30 bucks. and till now i still haven't figured out what's so freaking great about the earpiece lor :/ imagine you've got a build in subwoofer in the earpiece. that's gonna be like hell cool. then you can really imagine yourselves clubbing on-the-go man ! sadly , i've only got 1 clubbing song in my player. "shake ya tail feather" i couldn't get any other 50cent songs in already. bloody :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;one more thing to bold on the left already :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;it's already the 5th. and i got 10 more days to finish the du shu bao gao, omg ! and i haven't started reading the stupid book (which nicholas says is nice :/) lazy to read that, i rather read harry potter :P oo~ best of luck for your piano practical phyllis ! you can do it !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;we ate subway yesterday, and it was hell filling T.T my brother said if you had constipation, just take all the vegetables :D true, lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;not bad huh, from subway walk all the way back to esplanade to the car. good, walking is good for health :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i got this gay backstreet boys songbook (i dno why the hell i got it) i just borrowed it, oh whatever. lol, and there were these two guys in the practise room, playing the piano so uber loudly, and they sang even louder. omg, i swear to god, they sounded horrible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;yesterday, the creative people were so dumb, they gave me a battery(60 over bucks) without knowing. because they had to use a battery to work the stupid player. and then they gave the player back to us after fixing it. without knowing that their battery is still in the player. at first, i was wondering why the player could run without a battery. only when i opened the back cover, i realised i've got a free battery :P cool, not bad, that's for having lousy products creative ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;later, i will have a chalet @ downtown east &gt;.&lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm looking forward to band chalet, i wanna go there early to help ! :D need help treasury ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Rules of the game : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1) Post five random/weird facts about yourself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2) At the end of it, write five people's names who you want them to do the game next.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ONE&lt;/strong&gt; : I seriously cannot stand dangling earrings, because it looks like it will slice ur earhole into 2 parts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TWO&lt;/strong&gt; : I cannot stand phyllis and waiteng doing the disgusting pose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE&lt;/strong&gt; : I&lt;em&gt; don't&lt;/em&gt; watch pornography, and i'm serious, so you people stop thinking i do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOUR&lt;/strong&gt; : I am a girl ,omg ! (lol, i just couldn't think of any).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIVE&lt;/strong&gt; : I want to try living in a world without music.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The five people&lt;/strong&gt; :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;chun kiat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;wai teng&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;phyllis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;wan chin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;christina&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-113375222064900626?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113375222064900626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113375222064900626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113375222064900626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113375222064900626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/12/fruitful-sunday-boring-monday-why-so.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113367431222182463</id><published>2005-12-04T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T13:37:30.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RUSSIAN NIGHT;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i called phyllis yesterday after organ. and i chiong-ed all my way to raffles place to meet them. and @ outram park, they got chunkiat to imitate jay chou and dammit, he seriously sounded like jay chou . and sheldon acted like the gay bhangra who got his girlfriend raped. lol &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then they told m i'm supposed to sit with chunkiat for the concert. at first i thought they were kidding, to find out, they were serious. and i pleaded like mad to get them to change seats. and we missed out the first performance because they were walking from suntec over to victoria concert hall, while i was waiting for them like a stupid toot. and the first thing they told me was "wah ! you wear red also -.-" "qing lu zhuang" and all the crapshit &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;every single thing i did was being commented on, grrr&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;cmon, it was the past, PAST okay. so stop making fun of me already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the performance was really good (: especially the strings. hoho, wenrong look damn cool lah, the only guy in the whole orchestra to spike his hair, stylo seh, MY DEPT HEAD LEH !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;eeyer, the lil girl playin the violin very cute ! small small one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;oh yeah, the cello and bassoon player is not shuai lah cmon ! esp the bassoon player, gayshit, he has eyeliner ! GAY the cello player looks like cheesheng from the sideview  -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;then after the performance, walked over to city hall to eat long john silver (again....) then went home together except for nicholas who took NEL. then i called my dad and i asked him to go geylang (aljunied actually) then sheldon did the "GEYLANG !? O.O" , hell gay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;reached home at 11 plus. cool. parents didn't say a thing, hiak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;told parents about band chalet, my mum just shook her head and said "you a lot of things one lah you" indeed, december is a busy month &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i swear, the next concert i attend, i'm not gona wear &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt; anymore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;eeloong must be so excited to see the sexy girl with mini skirt , wahahaha. i just love nicholas's gay reaction to that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-113367431222182463?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113367431222182463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113367431222182463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113367431222182463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113367431222182463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/12/russian-night-i-called-phyllis.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113358497646839310</id><published>2005-12-03T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T12:42:56.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BAND CAMP;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;day one&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached school at like 7.20 or so, for the SL meeting about the habitual building thinggie. after which, we slacked in the LT and i couldn't stop hugging waiteng's mickey mouse pillow we bought for her (: then, we were chased out of the LT bcos npcc was using it. then we fall in 2 concourse. and then after that, we went back to the LT bcos npcc "gave way" to us. then we went to the parade square to fall in again in our static display formation. crappy crappy. then, after the static display, was games :D amazing race. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first station, station 3, the world cup (crappy name) so we rushed and ran to the street soccer court. first we needed to pair up. so i paired up with stephanie. and then we were supposed to be blind folded, i was blind folded with the stupid masking tape. although they taped me, i could like actually see, and the stationmaster soon found out. lol, stephanie bascally needed to gave me opposite directions. and theresa turn me around for alot of times b4 the games started (but i still could see). then cheesheng and zhejun made a lot of noise, then nicholas came to tape me, and taped my fringe (@#$%^) so i had to hold on to it b4 i go taped, but i still could see ! so i scored like a lot of goals :D heh heh, after which the station masters gave us the wrong clue lah, so basically, we screwed up their plan. and we were hence known as the &lt;i&gt;problematic group&lt;/i&gt; then we ran to lihui's station. memory game, turn over plates. blah blah. our group were pretty united seh :D finished the game, then we ran to jasmine station, took out our shoes, took turns to figure out the maze answer. in the end we made it (: clue ? to the canteen ! then we had to walk on the benches without falling down. forfeit, do squads and sing band cheer. 2nd forfeit, frog jump and say "i love band" after that, we ran back to the LT, to our astonishment ! we were the first group. HOHOHOHO. waited waited waited for the rest of the group. then we got lanterns. the rest got matchsticks, candles,matchstick boxes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that was lunch ! but we didn't really go for lunch, we sat in the LT first. sheldon,phy,me,zi yi,nicholas. we all talked about phyllis being kissed by toadie. wahahahaha, wth ? phyllis got cut on her knee thanks to the sucker. and then we talked about nightwalk, and we might scare the station masters instead of being scared. because if we didn't plan to sleep, we would be walking zombies. sad thing was i forgot to bring my fake hand (sheldon:rejoices!) and i didn't bring my exorcism of emily rose. if i bought, everyone would have been freaked out if they had a vivid imagination by nightwalk (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;next up was habit building -.- 15 mins, then was setionals, went thru rhapsody in blue with my section. then after which was combined. phyllis was starting her nonsense during combined. and was my face &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; red loh &gt;.&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;after combined, had to do stock check for QM dept. crazy crazy crazy, 16 instruments, when we got like only 8 members 0.o had to get all the instruments out, but i was too lazy to, so i only got out a few, and left the rest in the container. -curses-  had to open up all the instruments and read out the serial numbers to ms tan, when our beloved qm head was slacking around. then i played the trombone :X fun :D righ, so he &lt;i&gt;knows&lt;/i&gt; it long time ago, stupid me, whatever, i admire his feng du-ness (what a word)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;next was bbq ! hohoho, fun fun fun. isaac was darn cold lah, couldn't stand him. esp the part when he derrick said he knew him when isaac didn't know derrick. and he said he was touched and he touched the chicken bone while saying that, wth !? lol. and then he said he was a decent person. and did the stupid hand action. super gay lah LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;then we played whacko and some crappish game, so that we can "bond together, know each other better" basically, it's crappy. then our group lost. had to do chicken dance -.- even gay-er&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;didnt sleep until 3 plus am. saw sheldon and chanxi do theory. then woke up at like 5.30am and first person i saw was fahjin -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;day two&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;went to air rifle room, sian. when we walked down, the stupid door was locked. so we didn't see anything lah. 4 hours of combined O.O i nearly died trying to keep my eyes open. after that was nightwalk, gay. really lol. sheldon kept screaming for fun. and when we ran at the tech block i screamed with him -.- then we cheated. we turn on the lights in the toilet to get the lipstick. heh heh. and i couldn't find the doll and the piano -.- but in the end i did then at lihui's station. even gay-er. argh, how could they dump jay chou's poster on the floor ?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i slept peacefully from 1 to 6.30am. SHUANG&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;day three&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;first person i saw, when i open my eyes again was fahjin -.- then played poker with yeewen they all. sheldon lost his jacket , light brown jacket anyone ? after that, changed into orange band tee and school bottom. then eat hotdog bread. then had combined. after which was the actual static ! hiak hiak, i heard it was nice. and i saw the video, parts of it. looks damn cool lah. i can't wait to watch. kangrong says we can only get to watch most prob by the end of the month ): i gave him clues for the pink comb, and he was totally lamed out LOL. saxophone section basically went crazy laughing at henry's face in the bugle. and we all took picture of him and when he returns, we will put it as our handphone wallpaper. hohoho, henry our idol ! lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;then wenrong's dad fetched lihui, me, edna, sheldon and nicholas to parkway for lunch. i love the car man ! it has "pivot point singapore" on it. super duper cool. we were like students going overseas to study, bringing luggage around. and when we reached parkway, we all stood in a circle, and it really looked as if we reached the airport. (lol) then decided to eat at kfc. and i couldn't stop laughing @ the malay boys who were pinching each others butts, like wth. lol. then went home. felt darn guilty, bcos i woke nicholas up @ the wrong bus stop, made him have to walk extra distance. met one indian lady on the lift. and she said i looked fresh -.- wth, i think she's either blind or crazy. i was hell tired okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;that was band camp, hohoho, and this is a pretty long entry :D i'm going for yeewen's concert ! but why so expensive loh ! 8 bucks. sian, i'm going for wenrong's concert later. hohoho i should support my department head&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-113358497646839310?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113358497646839310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113358497646839310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113358497646839310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113358497646839310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/12/band-camp-day-one-reached-school-at.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113326720814495814</id><published>2005-11-29T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T20:26:48.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I CAN'T WAIT FOR TOMORROW !;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;because i can't wait to see waiteng's hair. falalalalala&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i still haven't really packed my stuffs yet. and i'm still wondering if i'm going to bring a pillow :\ and if i'm bringing which should i bring ? if i bring the strawberry one, i will tio suan, but if i bring the other one, it's gonna be uncomfortable. heck lah, see which one fit my bag :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i just received the invitation from pu en, i really wanna go. but i'm afraid it would eat into my organ lesson, plus i rejected the invitation to 2 concerts because of organ. and if i go for pu en's soka performance, rather unfair. shall decide when i return from band camp (: &lt;i&gt; eh, why organ so ma huan one loh ! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i have no idea why, but i got this hunch that band camp is going to be boring. darn ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and i still think harry potter and the goblet of fire is disappointing. where's my exorcism of emily rose ?!!?!???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-113326720814495814?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113326720814495814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113326720814495814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113326720814495814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113326720814495814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-cant-wait-for-tomorrow-because-i.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113314510863942631</id><published>2005-11-28T10:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T10:32:25.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANTICIPATING;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;finally, i need not return to school every single day. and the only time im going back this week is on wednesday. after which, there wouldn't be anymore band practices till 22nd (if i'm not wrong), awww i miss band ): i'm wondering what i'm gonna do during that period of break. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm anticipating for wednesday because i can't wait to see waiteng's hair and for band camp. curses, my brother still hasn't got the mp3 player fixed yet. which means, i won't go deaf during band camp &gt;.&lt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;waiteng says she cut her hair really short. and somehow the primary school length. omg ! i think she's gonna look super cute lah. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;being at home, not going school, and doing nothing but sit infront of the computer is indeed a weebit boring. although i've just got a dvd player, but i'm too lazy to get off the chair and walk down to put in the dvd to watch. so forget it, i would prefer to watch the dvd with the computer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;dumdeedum, i wonder if night walk is gonna be as lame as june's night walk. i'm gonna bring the fake hand along. now, i see who is the one scaring &gt;:] hiak hiak&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/7275414-113314510863942631?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113314510863942631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113314510863942631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113314510863942631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113314510863942631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/11/anticipating-finally-i-need-not-return.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113307428502213463</id><published>2005-11-27T14:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T10:36:16.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE VERY UNHEALTHY WEEKEND ;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;why so? i went to LJS (long john silver, or otherwise known as lan jiao sai by the very vulgar guys from the saturday-lunch-gang) and today, ate lays during harry potter and the goblet of fire and macdonalds after the movie with my brother and his friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;about yesterday, we all had to stay back during the sec1s theory bcos all the aric ran away, hohoho, then our poor waiteng had to take care of the lil sec1 kiddos. and everyone was complaining "i'm so hungry" hoho. and sheldon stayed up till four on saturday morning to do his theory(still hasn't finish during theory) and ended up wearing maroon bad tee instead of orange band tee. so outstanding seh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;then i was so happy, because i remembered what i learnt (only a lil bit) during theory last year, and i gave them loads of wrong answers, i feel so guilty ): and sheldon was so darn smart, he asked nicholas to do his theory and went to teach others theory, wahahaha, so noble hor.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i forgot why i decided to make the &lt;i&gt;ahhh&lt;/i&gt; sound. but everyone just gave me a big "walao". that's phyllis's decrescendo &lt;i&gt;ahhh&lt;/i&gt; lol ! and sheldon still haven't got the video i was supposed to send him because halfway thru the transfer, my dad came home ! i could still remember him persuading me to send it to him. and it took him quite long before i sent it to him. hoho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;while walking out with waiteng, phyllis, zhejun, nicholas and jinyuan, we saw henry pothead (: ! asked him to go to LJS with us for lunch, and he didnt ! grr, and we talked about my brother, and for no reason or whatsoever, nicholas warned me that when i return home, i should check my cardboard to see if i've got any panties and bras missing. (like wtf ?) and he said he read it from somewhere that brothers who have very "high" sexual desires and have sisters, might get too"high" and take their sister's undergarments and.. (you know what follows) dammit. he made my brother sound so darn scary. i seriously think things he read online are all related to sex, man. and don't worry, my brother will not "gao" me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;wahaha, phyllis look like TTTTTTTTT ? omg, that's utterly hilarous ! and phyllis and waiteng, stop letting me see the GYM's favourite action, i can't stand it, not even a bit. it's disgusting. far worst than anything on earth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm wondering why so many people in band are suffering from backaches and kidney failures. LOL, weeming, it's all your fault. and i wonder how many times you have miscarriaged by now already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i left LJS early and went for organ, and like always, i was late again (grins sheepishly) . cool thing was, teacher is gonna arrange jian dan ai and dong feng po, she's gonna mix the 2 songs together. wahahaha, my arrangement is gonna be challenging, well i don't exactly mind, because afterall, it's the last time i can do an arrangement for my organ exam. my arrangement is darn cool i think (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i admire my mei for being so compromising (: and phyllis, stop showing me the bassoon with grass picture. it's hell gay and i slept halfway while sms-ing you. heh heh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm now very estastic ! because my brother brought home the muvo player, and he's supposed to go repair it for me, so i can use it (: i'm gonna get a new muvo player. wahhahahaha, and then i can bring to camp and blast jay chou into my eardrums and hope i go deaf (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;like what more can i ask for these days loh :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-113307428502213463?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113307428502213463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113307428502213463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113307428502213463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113307428502213463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/11/very-unhealthy-weekend-why-so-i-went.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113281566868705954</id><published>2005-11-24T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T15:02:47.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FINALLY !!!! ;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i've finished my flash and my dreamweave crap :D yeeeehoooo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;that means, i need not come back to school any any any any more ! yeah ! no more comlab for me :D however, i wouldn't be able to miss any combined practise ): sad lah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm looking forward to this friday, because i will be able to go for formation drilling, heee (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;we had free lunch again, i bet that teacher has too much money and wanted to waste money on us. i mean, why is she so nice !? lol, although she's nice and buy lunch for us and such, i still do not like the way she acts, very erm, i-don't-knw-how-to-explain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;right now, wanchin, xinwei and i are blogging ._____.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and the both of them are like not done with their stuffs, lol, i feel like a slacker. they said that if our flash is gd, they will post it on the school's chinese website ! wahhaa, i bet mine won't be posted, bcos i did a lousy job :P (ps robin: this is not called low self esteem, this is called can't be bothered)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;last night, i was trying to waste time, so i went to do a flash on jay chou xP and i did it in less than an hour, so i really didn't care lah, and obviously it suck. apparently my aim is to make a flash as good as &lt;a href="http://jaycn.com"&gt;them&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.alfamusic.com.tw/jay"&gt;them&lt;/a&gt; well, for the first link, hover on their links, you will see a jay thinggie flying, that's darn cool. wait till i know how to do it, i will do it on my blog layouts (: [damn i still owe people their blogs, kill me] and for the next link, i want to have the effect on the light dimming, it's damn cool loh !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;why didn't our teacher teach us lah, i'm like so much more interested in that, rather than creating stupid websites -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm gonna rip wanchin's player soon, since i've completed my backlog of unfinished business :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;wahahhaa, wanchin, lemme rip okay !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;xinwei, stop eating so fast lah you, keep choking on starch-based food -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-113281566868705954?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113281566868705954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113281566868705954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113281566868705954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113281566868705954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/11/finally-ive-finished-my-flash-and-my.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113274877319554200</id><published>2005-11-23T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T15:03:12.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M NOT GONNA ABANDON MY BLOG;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;although i have been very inactive with my blog (comment wise) and very active on &lt;a href="http://jay-chou.net"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; (hees) doesn't mean i will abandon my blog (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;teddy says that i meant as if my blog had feelings -.- yeah, filled with my rantings and happy moments loh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;FINALLY I CAN POST A THREAD THERE! hohohohohoho. good, posted 3 (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i realised that my recent entries are all so short : not good okay, shall talk about what happened last time (wonder if i ever talked about it)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;was reading about some jay stuffs, then made me think of shengxiong and weeming using my phone to prank sheldon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sheng Xiong: WHY YOU CALL THIS NUMBER !? YOU SIMI LANG !!? WA SI ARP-TA !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;wth, a hokkien speaking fellow with a dunno what nationality name, arpta -.- tmd, damn lame lah, before that, weeming pranked him that he called the wrong number and sheldon said sorry sorry(in a very scared manner) [according to weeming], it was darn darn funny lah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i wonder who will be the next victim, i shall get someone to answer my calls next time :D teehee, people, watch it if you want to call me (grins cheekily)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;did the dreamweaver crap, aiyah, i'm gonna like continue doing it tmr lah, stay until how long also no one care. gonna multitask like siao in school. then use the comp wit the msn msgr (heh heh) stupid school, blocked msn msgr and friendster -________- stupid stupid stupid. i really care if they block friendster, i care more about blocking msn msgr ! don't care i will use the comp with msn :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;tday went for band and IT course. ran here and there, sian. mr wong said i popped out from nowhere, hoho,now i'm amanda lah -.- waiteng said that once i came, the craps starts. hohoho, see the crap wind blow me back :D oh yeah, amanda bup with her trombone, eeloong will swallow it (tht's utterly disgusting, it's okay if you don't understand) oh yes, eeloong, wu ding is not from qi li xiang -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the band display thing was crap, i shouldn't have chose S1 lah, i just stand there like a freak and do like dunno how many sets of mark time -.- i rather be S2 booo. but it's not totally a bad thing to be S1, because i don't have to remember very difficult stuffs. and one thing about set erm i think 6 or 7, i don't get why i'm like standing alone -.- with no one, infront, beside or behind me.. and i cannot make out what's the word :\ apart from the band thing..the band badge one is cool though&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;oh yes, i love imititaing the way she walks, chest up, butt out, heads high up, walks in a straight line, waving around like an idiot. shouting "nooooooooooooooo" like a moron, oh yes, she's is sooooo worth my time liking.what a chio supermodel, to the extent sheldon will drool over her !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-113274877319554200?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113274877319554200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113274877319554200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113274877319554200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113274877319554200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/11/im-not-gonna-abandon-my-blog-although.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113263573808928610</id><published>2005-11-22T12:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T13:04:19.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOOKING DOWN THE ROWS OF COMPUTERS;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i realised that everyone is blogging :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;so i decided to blog too, teehee, i'm currently finding news on &lt;a href="http://www.alfamusic.com.tw/jay"&gt;him&lt;/a&gt; to translate (: and then post it &lt;a href="http://jay-chou.net"&gt;there&lt;/a&gt; and hope people will add reputation points for me and my i will stop being a newbie &lt;a href="http://jay-chou.net"&gt;there&lt;/a&gt; :\ just made an account there yesterday there lah, so i'm pretty contented that i was thanked11 times in a post :D !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the course instructor is like damn nice loh, instead of asking us to stop blogging, he still came to me and say "after you all finished updating your blog, tell me(: i will start the lesson" so malu lah. he is such a nice person, hohoho, he next life confirm got goood life (what crap .____.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;xinwei says he was sarcastic, to think of it, yeah, probably :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;my dad keeps going what u are learning flash? (does the flashing body action) and he starts aum chioing -.- wth &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm have tummy cramps. dammit &gt;.&lt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;some guy is playing guardian angel by junyang, and someone is also playing lang man shou ji by jay chou -.- now someone is playing mu nai yi by lin jun jie -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;what a jukebox like comp lab o.0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm bored lah, someone find some jay chou news for me to translate. :D heeeeeeee&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/7275414-113263573808928610?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113263573808928610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113263573808928610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113263573808928610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113263573808928610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/11/looking-down-rows-of-computers-i.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113255467014138424</id><published>2005-11-21T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T14:41:04.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IN SCHOOL DAY 1 ;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;currently in comlab4, attending the chinese IT workshop. teaching us photoshop, flash(not exposing yourself -.-) and dreamweaver(which i actually think is not very nice to use bcos i prefer html) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;falalala, i miss my msn msgr, hoho, the stupid school went to block the website, resulting in me not being able to download the msn msgr ): how sad, i'm deprived of msgr again ): nvm, in school, i can successfully join &lt;a href="http://jay-chou.net"&gt;them &lt;/a&gt; as a member, yes! because at home, i can't view the registration picture hosted at the registration page ): finally i'm a member hohohohoho...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm waiting for the instructor to teach us flash lah, or probably, we will be learning flash tmr ): how sad, and on wednesday, i'm gonna pon the workshop, or maybe not go for combine, then joining the band for drilling after the workshop (: i don't wanna miss drilling :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm gonna make a picture of jay chou and kangkang in one picture using photoshop when i get home :D i'm gonna convince everyone jay chou and kangkang look alike :D just that jay chou looks alooot better than kangkang :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;this workshop is ending at like erm, 4pm? yeh, as well on tuesday ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;nvm, there is the room in bside the comlab4, where the computer technician hired by the school's office is :D and guess what, the fellow has a computer/music player. and i can hear every single song that he plays :D and he played jay chou and jolin and the stupid numa numa yeh by o-zone. hohohoho, cute (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;speaking of listening to music-on-the-go, i am still waiting for my brother to send his muvo player to creative to repair :\ and by the time he fixes it, i'm gonna get a mp3 player, HOHOHOHO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and i can listen to band music and jay chou and blah blah blah artistes' songs, wheeeee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-113255467014138424?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113255467014138424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113255467014138424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113255467014138424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113255467014138424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/11/in-school-day-1-currently-in-comlab4.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113245491687251464</id><published>2005-11-20T10:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T10:57:21.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RESTORED AT LAST;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;yeah great, the internet connection is back :D i'm gonn blog already (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;today i went to bishan park to blade, and i didn't fall, but gt cut by the rusty railing and the flesh of my finger is exposed, i think part of the flesh got sliced off, wahahaha :X i dunno, it just hurt lah, it bled so much though :\ ouch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;thursday went to esplande library with teng and phy (dammit, everytime i type, it hurts) then we waanted to borrow some music scores, but bcos we dont have the premium member, we can't ); sad, my dad says he wanna bring me to the library today, but now he says he's busy, wtf ?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;went to the marine parade library before we went esplande library though, then we wanted to borrow the fai fei zhi hui, so we checked it out on the computer, the book is ZGZL, okay, so we search. ended up not being able to find. then we took the book out. and then saw jay chou's face. WAHAHAHAHAHA i nearly went nuts. lol, so, i borrowed it and read it (: this holiday, i have been reading and reading and reading, hohoho, i just can't bear to finish reading the jay chou book, otherwise i have to find other books to read ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;just downloaded msn msgr 7.5, so now you people can nudge me for all i care, try it and see if i will flare up &gt;.&lt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i still haven't like chose a proper song for my arrangement, teacher says i better choose a song i like, bcos it's my last arrangement ): sad, means no more self-written songs for exams next time, *cries* fine, i am gonna use jay chou's songs :D teeeheeee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;teacher says qi li xiang sounds balinese to her, like wth ?! -.-&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/7275414-113245491687251464?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113245491687251464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113245491687251464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113245491687251464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113245491687251464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/11/restored-at-last-yeah-great-internet.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113193374563904262</id><published>2005-11-14T09:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T10:27:56.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FALALALALALALALA;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;wheee, yesterday, went to search for the inline skates. went to tai keng garden's skateline shop. sadly, the models there are so limited ): so went didnt buy. and went home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;after dinner, went to parkway to see inline skates. and FINALLY, bought one. teeeheee, it's red and black :D love it so much. in total with the guards are strap. it cost $238.90 . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm gonna roller blade later in the day at the void deck (: heeeeee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;however, the roller blade strap it's spoilt ): i'm gonna go parkway and change it on wednesday after band, or even better get a refund, because i can atually not use it and use another strap to improvise, save $&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm bored.... why isn't phyllis and waiteng online :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;had nothing to do, so i checked out on &lt;a href="http://www2.ksws.org/"&gt;kim seng wind orchestra &lt;/a&gt;hohoho, they play tico-tico and eurobeat too. one thing is, i thin kthe band uniform is hell gay :( don't like it and then, they prefer players 16 years old and above ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;checked out &lt;a href="http://wasbe.com/"&gt;wasbe&lt;/a&gt; for fun, and realised that the amount you have to pay is like, whoa !?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;checked out &lt;a href="http://www.philharmonicwinds.org/"&gt;philharmonic winds&lt;/a&gt; , and i see bassoon tutor , roland tay (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;checked out &lt;a href="http://www.philharmonicyouthwinds.org/"&gt;philharmonic youth winds&lt;/a&gt;, looks cool (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-113193374563904262?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113193374563904262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113193374563904262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113193374563904262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113193374563904262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/11/falalalalalalala-wheee-yesterday-went.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113180845356086406</id><published>2005-11-12T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T23:17:57.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UNTITLED VII;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had band as usual :/ kangrong and theresa are like blackies, both darn &lt;em&gt;chao tah&lt;/em&gt;, nco camp (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuiyin and xingyue came back, and xingyue didnt rmbr my name (again, again, again !!!!) at least she remembered me as meh (: that's acceptable, teeeheee. i wonder if i have her email :\ shall check later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to see the faces of all the 3DL people next year, and i sian ji bua (ji bua as in half in hokkien), the people like?? whatever, see for yourself in the yearbook .______.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm like super tired now ): wasted my life for the whole day. and i am still thinking what song to play, at first i thought of ye qu, and used the piano notes as melody. but teacher said it's repeating itself. so what? bring her rhapsody in blue and ask her to condense the conductor score? hohohohohoho, phyllis i know you wanna see this. my tchr ever did that in clas for the ensemble piece (: not exactly pro, but at least she could condense it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what song should i arrange !!!??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to buy my textbooks (everyone will go, &lt;em&gt;why buy sooo early&lt;/em&gt;...) for one, avoid the crowd in school, for two avoid the crowd in any popular outlet before everyone floods it and for three, to read the textbook in the toilet while doing business, wahahahahaha ! toilet is a place where constructive ativities are done, like woking on the force from the bottom and reading mag. that was a lie, but yeah to read up when i'm bored, rather read that than reading the cock-up book i borrowed from the library&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems that nobody knew you could actually get books from any popular outlet? (faints) come on, you can, so i'm telling you now, go to any popular outlet, than our school's popular outlet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw this street magic course that was @ heartland mall, i told my dad about it, and he was like laughing all the way. i was like &lt;em&gt;I WANNA LEARN !! I WANNA BE LIKE DAVID BLAINE !&lt;/em&gt; but seriously, it's gonna be hell cool, levitate during band camp. wahahahaha wth?! and bend people's spoon with my mind while people are eating during band camp. hohohohoho i don't care i'm gonna ask for the membership i'm supposed to sign up, falalalalalalala !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ate pizza for lunch today ! and henry gave us a treat. i feel guilty and happy about it, hmmm :\ wahahaha i like the part i said about mingyu. imagine what his mum will say if she calls him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"mingyu ah! ni zai narrr?" (mingyu, whr you?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"zai xue xiao, kai serrrr?" (in school, what?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"kuai hui laiiii" (come back, quick)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"kai serrr?" (for what?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"hui lai nian ji-erng~, jia li de fo jing CD huai ler!!'' (come back to chant ! the CD @ home spoilt !)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;HEHEHEHEE I'M SOOO MEAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-113180845356086406?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113180845356086406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113180845356086406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113180845356086406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113180845356086406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/11/untitled-vii-had-band-as-usual.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113171139674138183</id><published>2005-11-11T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T20:18:29.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MBS BAND ;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm so crazy over band, not chung cheng band, but maha bodhi band&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;sometimes i feel like questioning myself why my parents didn't think about getting me to study in maha bodhi, and why wasn't i in the clarinet section, blahblah black sheep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i really hoped i was in maha bodhi band after today's performance, just look at their strength. how much effort the school put in to help them. how supportive the parents were, how caring the teachers were. none of them were biased like my stupid primary school. even teachers resigned(for whatever reasons) and even mr quek and mr kwek resigned. simply because they couldn't compromise i guess :\ whatever, i'm glad im in chung cheng&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and wahaha, i think the baritone saxophone player from dunman high is cute looking &gt;.&lt; ! wahahaha, the way he played look darn cute, heeee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;maha bodhi is so freaking rich lah wth. and the cd cost like twenty bucks ?! omg, i feel like burning it loh, so ex. im financially disabled, it needs a wheelchair (._________.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i wish i could turn back time, and change my primary school to MAHA BODHI&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the performance today was nice :D because there was a solo from an alto saxophone player and a soprano saxophone player. wahaha. i like pirates of the carribean and one moment in time. teng didn't like one moment in time, i thought it was rather nice :\ wahahaha, nicholas face was featured on the mbs ppt, in that toot look of his, puffed out cheeks and stupid glasses. sad thing is, we didn't get to see his stupid face. hohohoho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i went to find mr quek. and this was what he said...........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yaloh, you loh , you loh (repeated it like 2 to 3 times) and say, the canossa one loh !"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" you remember me ah !?!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" yeah, canossa one loh " (adjusted his specs in the way i love to imitate :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" what's my name ?!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" i can't rmbr" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(._____________________.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;urgh, mr teow was present too :D and he rmbr my FACE ( like always -.-) and mr quek and he only remember me as "the canossa one", and forgot my name. oh god, i sincerely hope TCO was the THE CHOSEN ONE, than &lt;em&gt;the canossa one&lt;/em&gt;. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;worst, even michael tan was there, and guess what ? he's a bloody producer -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-113171139674138183?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113171139674138183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113171139674138183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113171139674138183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113171139674138183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/11/mbs-band-im-so-crazy-over-band-not.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113160848152007325</id><published>2005-11-10T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T20:56:23.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JUST THE RIGHT TIME;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;to procrastinate (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm supposed to call VJ, to &lt;em&gt;remind&lt;/em&gt; them that they haven't refunded me the test which i ddn't take. hohohoho, cheaters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm supposed to read my storybooks which are so bullshit and lame, but i just don't feel like it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm supposed to make blogskins for people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;so many things to do, so little time (yeah right)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;whatever :\ heh, i'm gonna get my inline skates soon bcos i made it to triple (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;my brother owes me his muvo player and he's supposed to get a new one for me, falalalalalala&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;henry says i should try runescape, i doubt it's nice :\ too lazy to download.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;besides, i'm already too lazy to cook the kimchi noodles. dammit, i've been eating it everydy since the holiday started, just imagine the amount of MSG i've consumed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm gonna die young, i swear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;well, i'm going for the maha bodhi concert tmr along with phy. hohohoho tix are limited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;tmr is a sucky day to start, we have to fall in at 0845, argh, there goes my sleep. and i wonder what we're going to do tmr :/ yteng just forgot her blogger userid which she just set up this afternoon -.-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm feeling very bored ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-113160848152007325?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113160848152007325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113160848152007325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113160848152007325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113160848152007325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/11/just-right-time-to-procrastinate-im.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113150198387696983</id><published>2005-11-09T09:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T20:10:19.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LAST NIGHT;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;was just bad, i'm telling you, it was totally unbearable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;on normal nights, i would sleep at 2am and wake up at 9.30 am, but last night i slept at 3 plus and i woke up at 6.30am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and i realised i was checking out my results today T.T &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and i woke up, receiving an sms saying results will only be posted online @ 2pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;so i decided to check it out myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/crapcopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;see the highlighted part? alright, now my heart is thumping so fast i bet it's going to jump out of my mouth any moment :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;darn it, which also means, i have to check it in the concourse and i probably think it will be up at 2 plus but not 2pm, well, i always believed chung cheng had &lt;em&gt;superb efficiency&lt;/em&gt; when coming about doing things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the next time i blog, will be the time my posting is revealed, argh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i seriously can't wait any longer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[edit1954hrs]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm so happy (: i finally made it into triple(: and on top of it all, yixiang and phyllis are in the same class as me, what more could i ask for ? it's just brillant !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and now i have 9 subjects to take, hohoho i forsee next year it's gonna be a tough year, i'm gonna compete with the smarty pants in my class, great. smarty pants like yixiang should get out of the class, now shooooooo. thank god i have music, and if i opt for higher music, i can use it to back my humanities, how good (: which means, no more slacking for organ (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;not fair, i protest and demand waiteng to be in the same class as us ! how could they abandon our dear yteng into EP alone ! how could they ! they have no heart of compassion, booo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;there's 6 people from band in DL, the most number, wahahahaha. if valentino doens't go for TAIP, it would be 7 people in DL, hohoho, i can't imagine being with him for the 4 yrs in chung cheng, &lt;em&gt;if&lt;/em&gt; he stays in chung cheng. better still, i'm the only girl from my class who is going into my sec3 class ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;thank god i have band members to accompany me :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;tralalalalalala, and i remembered henry says he will treat me to pizza if i get into triple (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-113150198387696983?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113150198387696983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113150198387696983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113150198387696983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113150198387696983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/11/last-night-was-just-bad-im-telling-you.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113141777280395040</id><published>2005-11-08T10:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T10:42:52.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHUCKS ;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;in less than 24 hrs time....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/classcopy.jpg" alt="class next yr ?" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the class highlighted there would be changed. oh god, it's just tommorow T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hmm, later in the afternoon, my dad is going to bring me to the library. he claims i sit infront of the computer for too long, and it's unhealthy. oh screw you, it's the holidays&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;whatever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i wouldn't have the mood to read anyway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;tomorrow's band practice is going to feel weird, having to anticipate your results and having band at the same time, otherwise, we will be either overjoyed or disheartened over our results. i actually hope i can anticipate. bcos i got a hunch i won't get into triple, well, wait till i blog about it then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i can't wait any longer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-113141777280395040?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113141777280395040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113141777280395040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113141777280395040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113141777280395040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/11/shucks-in-less-than-24-hrs-time.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113134755264992746</id><published>2005-11-07T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T15:29:55.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I WANTED TO TELL YOU PEOPLE THIS;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;but my stupid internet was living in the asylum for the past few days, so i decided i better do this before it checks in when i try to do a photolog again (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;the following crap is totally fictional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;right well, you see i went to venice with jay chou (: [wahaha] and we had this photoshoot there ! and you see, i pleaded him to pose for me, and just look at him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img alt="stand on chair" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/DSCN0433.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;sometimes, he does crazy stuffs like wanting to stand on the chair and not on the ground. probably the floor is too hard :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 254px; HEIGHT: 196px" height="297" alt="deep in thought" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/DSCN0457.jpg" width="273" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;he likes sucking his hand also .__.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 255px; HEIGHT: 186px" height="369" alt="sitting by the piano" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/DSCN0468.jpg" width="363" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 246px; HEIGHT: 188px" height="614" alt="lil fishy ~" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/DSCN0400.jpg" width="254" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;mr chou is apparently trying to find fishes in the water &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;im done, i'm far too lazy for &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; to load, and it sucks. bcos bloggerimages is so lousy (in my opinion)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm just lying lah okay, obviously. the holidays lead me to doing rly stupid stuffs :/ like fabricating a stupid crap&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the pictures are taken from jay chou's new album november's chopin. which i think it's not too bad (: highly recommend you people to either buy the cd, or try to hear it over the radio or get the mp3, you know how to get the mp3 don't you (winks)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i just watched harry potter and the philosopher's stone, for the 3rd time or so i guess, what should i watch next ? hmmmmmm, the exorcism of emily rose ? okay, i think i shall go dig jay chou's concert dvd to watch. sigh, that's new, distressing for wednesday that is :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-113134755264992746?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113128519943774564</id><published>2005-11-06T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T21:53:19.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR THE PAST FEW DAYS;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i have been watching movie, after movie, after movie, after movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i've finally watched &lt;em&gt;fantastic four&lt;/em&gt; (one more thing to bold at my wishlist :D) watched &lt;em&gt;into the blue&lt;/em&gt; (jessica alba is hot) &lt;em&gt;batman begins&lt;/em&gt; (cool movie) &lt;em&gt;harry potter and the prison of askaban&lt;/em&gt; (just this evening)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i still have &lt;strong&gt;5 &lt;/strong&gt;more movies to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;harry potter and the chambers of secrets, harry potter and the sorcerer's stone&lt;/em&gt; (watched both in the cinema, but watching them again won't kill, so yeah..) &lt;em&gt;the exorcism of emily rose&lt;/em&gt; (scary movie which i don't think i should watch according to the ratings, but aiyah...) &lt;em&gt;the longest yard&lt;/em&gt; (adam sandler is funny) and &lt;em&gt;war of the worlds&lt;/em&gt; (heard it sucks)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so, i guess i'm gonna have fun distressing before wednesday, the day which i'm supposed to collect my streaming posting results, argh. if i don't get into triple, i will probably watch the movies again and try to watch exorcism of emily rose on the day itself and scare myself to death, what a splendid idea (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i really hope for the coming band camp, we will get to watch movies again. then probably bring my dvds along wahahahaha, if it gets approve, i will recommend the exorcism of emily rose. scare everyone to death and i bet they will pee in their pants for the nightwalk (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;or probably everyone will feign ill and stay to watch the dvds :P then i spoil all the nightwalk plans. oh what am i thinking (snap out of it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but who can resist jessica alba in tight fitting outfit in fantastic four and sexy bikini outfit in into the blue ? hehhh&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/7275414-113128519943774564?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113128519943774564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OPEN HOUSE ;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;it was a totally shagged day, and i almost fell asleep at the stairs (lakeside concourse) it was shaaaagggg man &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;well, i would say we did pretty okay (only when wenrong conducted) i'm just a disgrace, sigh. oh whatever, afterall i don't aspire to take over his post, so i don't really bother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;copacobana was really rocking the house ! and thanks to the ceiling in the concourse, the sound was 'amplified' (: i bet everyone wanted to stand up and dance, cmon tell me you wanted to! heh, the starting few pieces were really really fun :D tico-tico, eurobeat yadda yadda wheeee i really love it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;what even makes me even happier is noticing parents and their children nodding their head when we were playing our piece (: and it was fantastic wheeee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;things were EVEN better when the PA system played songs from jay chou's new album november's chopin. wahahahahahahaha i nearly went nuts :D but i have to admit, i was annoyed when they kept replaying ye qu &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;mingyu must have thought about his village back in china, where they plough and sell cows for milk, hohohoho. who knows there are still pugilist there ! and they still fly and flight (crap) and when it rained, i bet he thought of himself in shao lin si having their roofs with holes, and the rain will leak thru (: wahahaha and he's such a auntie killer, one auntie must be so attracted to the amount of hair he had on his head and talked to him. hey people, mingyu is the next bae yong jun okay ! he's the next big thing !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i nearly went deaf when the trumpet section blasted during 'can't take my eyes off you' it was loud... looouuuddd . and it has been a long time i heard such loud music. how much i wished we could play pagan dances, how much i wished we could play ross roy :/ or probably rhapsody in blue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and i was really really so pissed when she scolded me for nothing. in the first place ... argh, whatever. well, i mean, we played from 9 all the way until 2 plus. and i don't see why we cannot pack up slightly earlier. and the band was sorta 'fooled' twice, "keep your stands" "open your stands" "keep your stands" argh..... i screwed so many parts. so many many many parts. how disgracful :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;but on the whole, today was a pretty fun day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-113119551791622569?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113119551791622569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113119551791622569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113119551791622569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113119551791622569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/11/open-house-it-was-totally-shagged-day.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113072842142597453</id><published>2005-10-31T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T11:13:41.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SLACKING AT HOME;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;your actions, sets me thinking.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;my stupid optical mouse is gonna die again, the stupid battery sucks. would have to charge it again, grahhhhhh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;so happy, my brother preordered jay chou's november's chopin (: i'm so into jay chou, lalalala. give it up for jay chou, people !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm wondering what i can do at home, besides making blogskins, visiting blogs and friendster. oh, wait and anticipate for 9nov? bad idea. prolly anticipate for 10nov, better idea (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;went to simei yesterday, bought a blouse and a skirt, it was nice but mummy said i can only wear it during chinese new year, which is like 2 months away :/ what crap. i can't wait loh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i still can't think of what song to use for arrangement, hmmmm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and i'm blogging aimlessly, grah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;thank you mei for liking my paint splash thinggie above, i like it very much too ^-^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i dreamt i was in london last night (waiteng, i can't go in person, i can go in my dreams hehehehe) it was a wonderful dream, totally, if only it was true :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm hungry, i shall go eat my tuna biscuits. okay, blog later !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-113072842142597453?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113072842142597453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113072842142597453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113072842142597453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113072842142597453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/10/slacking-at-homeyour-actions-sets-me.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113064429695625861</id><published>2005-10-30T11:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T11:51:36.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHEN EVERYTHING IS BACK;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;first bad thing that happened today, my phone battery was in the red zone (in other words, one bar left) and i managed to survive with it for the whole day, i'm thankful(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;finally, band resumed (: like finally, wheeeeeee. however, as much as i was anticipating to see gilbert, i was also disappointed. he wasn't the type of 'gilbert' waiteng, phyllis,wendy and i were expecting to see, he's is totally different. and the breathing exercises he asked us to do is just totally gay, i swear to god, it's disgusting and embarassing alright. and we have to do it like all the way until jan !?! oh god, terry, please please i'm begging you, COME BACK TO US &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;after band, waiteng, phyllis, mingyu, nicholas, charissa, charins and i stayed back to check instruments, walao, it was scorchingly hot, and the cases were practically burning hot, and i got burnt when i touched the metal part of the case accidentally(retarded) and yes, my bloody hair was messed up and filled with dried saliva, yes thank you very much. dunno where the hell were the guys lah, so we thought they might have pangseh-ed us, but we saw them at the bball court from the container but sheldon apparently pangseh-ed us lah, probably went home to teach his brother who was having exams i guess. wengsiong is a horny bastard who asked weeming if he needed me to rub his balls when he got zam there by henry, (once again) i've got a pretty violent junior who enjoys whacking &lt;em&gt;the thing&lt;/em&gt; that enables guys to continue the family line i realised.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;was so thankful we didn't eat long john silver, so so so so so thankful. but i wasn't very glad after knwoing we were eating pastamania, ohyes, phyllis and waiteng, i didn't hear anything "rachel likes a guy who is called pasta" oh, yes how interesting his surname is mania (: yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;it seriously amuses me a hell load knowing that nicholas still plays gameboy, and worst of all, of all games, pokemon. hahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;everything is just so fun when band resumes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;but i'm not looking forward to every tutorials, thank god it's open house next week ! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-113064429695625861?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113049272275861071</id><published>2005-10-28T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T17:45:22.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A DEEEP SLEEP;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i felt so good to return home early, having lunch with my brother, watching a cool military show on axn, and falling asleep while watching it from 1.30 to 5.30.... sleeep, wheeee i guess i won't be able to sleep tonight already, nevermind, friday night have show to watch, i guess :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm both worried and happy about tmr, hohoho gilbert gilbert gilbert, wheeee i can't wait to see you and i can't stand calling you &lt;i&gt;mr&lt;/i&gt; gilbert booooo, can we call you gilbert like how we call terry ? :D boo boo boo i have think of what to do with our stupid instruments, 16 instruments, 16 instruments ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;got back my report book, and daddy said he wanted to call dava, hurhur i doubt he did, he was just scaring me, i guess :/ it's so embarassing to see that i scored only one A1 and it's home economics -.-'' and it's totally not fair because i wasted 3 hours on can-chaining and they recorded it as 0hrs 0mins, wah lao what nonsense is that huh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and great, i didnt put on my rubber bands for braces, and i've got dental appt later, i'm soooo dead, so so so so dead, gary chua lookalike might probably be so angry, and might use a plier to pluck my front teeth ! arhhh ! omgomg, just imagine............. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;yixiang said i can't probably play for tmr's tutorials, awwww, i dunno, but i guess i can, ahem, females have higher threshold of pain, BECAUSE we are supposed to give birth (: and i might probably be busy figuing out the new piece we are playing, esp the damn trumpet part -.-''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-113049272275861071?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113049272275861071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113049272275861071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113049272275861071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113049272275861071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/10/deeep-sleepi-felt-so-good-to-return.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113039378629755729</id><published>2005-10-27T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T14:16:26.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PRATA MAN;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3 cheers for not getting to perform bian bian bian tmr, wheeee i was cheering so happily when the results were announced (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the percussion group was groovy, nice drum beats, just didn't like the act-seh guy, he drummed as though he got possessed by some supernatural being, and looking at their fingers, i just kept thinking they were imagining themselves flattening the roti-prata dough, it's just, so similar to those indian man spreading oil and egg on the prata i love to eat .__. retarded&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;6 nicknames in 2 months, thank you madagascar family girls for having such creativity, i appreciate it :/ phyllis, i think you are nutty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i owe 3 people blogskins, and i haven't started on any. finding the pictures itself is bad enough .___.i need a black bassoon picture, grah and a retro picture and charissa, i haven't decided.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;it's time to collect the report book tmr, and today went to mr davamoni's table to do &lt;em&gt;sai-kang, &lt;/em&gt;this led me to conclude that edeline and i make very good &lt;em&gt;sai kang warriors&lt;/em&gt;, don't you think so ? it would be better if we both get paid for clearing his table, entering in student's results into school cockpit, typing out sec4 prelim papers, hurhur, we would be loaded by now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i think that, it's time i get a new blogskin as well, and i love &lt;a href="http://xiaxue.blogspot.com"&gt;xiaxue's&lt;/a&gt; macromedia header picture, it's just so lovely, and yes, i will make sure i include paint splash in my next blogskin for myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;if you have nothing to do, kindly rate my current blogskin (: i'm just curious what you people think, but i doubt anyone will bother rating my blog, i wonder who reads it :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for the webdesign workshop (: wheee, marcromedia, here i come !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-113039378629755729?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113039378629755729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113039378629755729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113039378629755729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113039378629755729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/10/prata-man3-cheers-for-not-getting-to.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113032185001203774</id><published>2005-10-26T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T18:17:30.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ME AND MY BIG MOUTH;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;curses, waiteng you should understand oh yes, i'm am a banana, i'm a &lt;em&gt;sucker&lt;/em&gt; :P i didn't mean it, lah !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;oh i just hate it when people go typing like &lt;em&gt;dhis ! it ishh lykke shhhoo err xiinn caannx ! shho yuckiie lohhxx x( &lt;/em&gt;gimme a break. and oh yes, you should learn how to spell chocolate my friend, (smacks forehead) and for pete's sake, that was taken long time ago, shoo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;meeting was bad, really bad. we have 19 saxophones in total ! and we only have a total of 7 members ! how interesting huh and we are supposed to clean all the instrument and submit a &lt;s&gt;detailed&lt;/s&gt; super detailed report to the qm department, oh shucks, that also means lots of checking, playing, looking at the saxophone, trying to visually, sexually assault the saxophone by peering at the key pads when we press the buttons, seeing if which key leaks, great. that also means, playing the &lt;s&gt;old&lt;/s&gt; ancient baritone saxophone, best of all we only have $4000 to use on repairing of ALL instruments, and that's &lt;em&gt;definitely&lt;/em&gt; not a lot. guess i would have to bring the small and puny screw driver set then :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm so gay when i saw teddy's braces, wahahahahahaha, now you know the feeling of having your teeth pulled 24/7 eh ? you have 2.5 yrs to go my dear boy (i'm so sickeningly evil, hiak hiak)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i chose my subject combinations today, and sigh, i really am still worrying for it, 9nov, 9nov 9nov !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and i need think of what song to play for my organ arrangement, in other words, what song i should ask my teacher to write out the notes for me, so that i can play it for next year's organ exam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;suggestions anyone ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-113032185001203774?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/113032185001203774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=113032185001203774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113032185001203774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113032185001203774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/10/me-and-my-big-mouthcurses-waiteng-you.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-113022628865365872</id><published>2005-10-25T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T18:33:58.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;夜曲 NOCTURNAL ;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;argh, i love 夜曲 now, it's super touching, and if you have no idea how nice it sounds, ask me on msn, i'll be glad to send you the song, currently finding the mv, wheeeeeee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;die lah, my results are like (okay don't wanna say already) i didnt get 150 (obviously) and my maths just reached the target and science was just one mark less, forget it loh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;allow me to digress&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;what the hell, i just tried looking for the mv over at limewire, and guess what i got, "i swear i didn't have sexual activities with her" and it was a bloody picture and the guy talking away (*___-) great, i wonder what has 夜曲 got to do with "i swear i didnt have sexual activites with her"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;back to the topic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;yes, hmmmm, but mr davamoni asked me to opt for 8triple, whatever lah, cannot get in then pray i get into 8pc loh, the bestest thing of all is, the results are released on the 9nov and our class bbq is on the 10nov, i bet alot of people will call us and say they can't make it, just stay tune to the blog, looking out for the rantings i will post (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;currently receiving a gay file from waiteng, ahhhh i can't wait for saturday, it's gonna be a gay day wheeee oh sad,mr wong is leaving for another overseas performance -.-''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;it's time to rap along with jay chou, wheeee &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#cddeff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are Agonistic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ebf2ff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourreligiousphilosophyquiz/agnostic.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;You're not sure if God exists, and you don't care.For you, there's no true way to figure out the divine.You rather focus on what you can control - your own life.And you tend to resent when others "sell" religion to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourreligiousphilosophyquiz/"&gt;What's Your Religious Philosophy?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;valentino, understand why i get so pissed when u tried to pull me into yhope now ? (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Seduction Style: Fantasy Lover&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofseducerareyouquiz/fantasy-lover.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;You know that ideal love that each of us dreams of from childhood? That's you!Not because you posess all of the ideal characteristics, but because you are a savvy shape shifter.You have the uncanny ability to detect someone's particular fantasy... and make it you.&lt;br /&gt;You inspire each person to be an idealist and passionate, and you make each moment memorableEven a simple coffee date with you can be the most romantic moment of someone's lifeBy giving your date exactly what he or she desires, you quickly become the ideal lover.&lt;br /&gt;Your abilities to make dreams come true is so strong, that you are often the love of many people's lives.Your ex's (and even people you have simply met or been friends with) long to be yours.No doubt you are the one others have dreamed of... your biggest challenge is finding *your* dream lover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofseducerareyouquiz"&gt;What type of seducer are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #eee9e9" align="middle"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/heart.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;You are attracted to those who have a split personality - cold as ice on the outside but hot as fire in the heart.&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when your partner is patient and never willing to give up on you.&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are loyal and faithful... that you'll never change.&lt;br /&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was ruthless, cold-blooded, and sarcastic.&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship is traditional. Without saying anything, both of you communicate with your hearts.&lt;br /&gt;Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.&lt;br /&gt;You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.&lt;br /&gt;In this moment, you think of love as something you don't need. You just feel like flirting around and playing right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/"&gt;What are the keys to your heart ?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-113022628865365872?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113022628865365872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/113022628865365872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/10/nocturnal-argh-i-love-now-its-super.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-112998559597529595</id><published>2005-10-22T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T20:53:15.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I JUST DON'T LOVE CHINA NO MORE !;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*sits on the floor and kicks and whine like a baby* i dont wanna go china ! i dont want i dont want, probably i'm anti-communism, probably i'm anti-chinese speaking people, probably i'm against tian an men, i just don't wanna go china !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;my parents are planning to go to china on a vacation during the holidays, beijing and shanghai, ahh, i don't want, because they might eat into the days where band camp is being held in school, and i don't like chinese speaking countries, like china :D (slap me) but i don't like chinese, period&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;cmon, you want me to speak chinese for like 8 days? i can't, even my dad can't speak proper chinese for god sake, he stopped learning chinese in school because he got fed up with the teacher, who always erase the board before he finishes copying the words. so, he learnt malay. and that gives you all the reasons to say my dad can be an authentic malay man, simply because he looks like one and he speaks the language  pretty well, yes, i've got a malay father (: even the bandits and i mistook him for one during the con-men experience, wow, i could actually &lt;em&gt;not recognise my own dad&lt;/em&gt;, how sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;coming back to the subject, i would seriously prefer to go to australia(beams), new zealand(beams even more), america (beams even even more) or london (beams even even even more), argh and waiteng is going london, NOT FAIR! *sits on the floor and kicks and whine like a baby* she is so fortunate can ! accomodation and flight paid for, walao, what more could she ask for ?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;my mum said she wanted to go goldcoast (beams beams beam!) and i gave a thumbs up for her idea, but she said my dad wanted to go china (booooooo) darn and he told me "because i'm a chinese" as reason for going china, cmon, a chinese who can't speaking chinese properly &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;went to the travel agency this afternoon, and there are only 2 flights to china in november which is either on the second or twenty fifth, and it's a 8 days vacation. so if i go on the 25th, the first week of december will be eaten up and i can't attend band camp! if so, i'm not going to go china and i'm serious about it x( so i'm hoping that my brother can apply for leave from mindef and leave on the 2nd and we can all return on the 10th or 11th (: or else we have to leave on the 25th and return only on the 2 of december&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i can only attend the band camp if they hold in on the 5th of december, grah, i hope i can attend band camp, only like that, i will go china &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;frankly speaking, i rather i go xi an and see all the clay soldier figurines than looking at the forbidden city (which is not even forbidden now) and the tian an men, siannnnnnnn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;sigh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-112998559597529595?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/112998559597529595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=112998559597529595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/112998559597529595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/112998559597529595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-just-dont-love-china-no-more-sits-on.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-112987930057884041</id><published>2005-10-21T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T15:22:23.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAHJONG MAHJONG MAHJONG ! ;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;yeah, finally, i've learnt how to play mahjong, wheeeeeeee, much thanks to my mentor yanting ! wheee, and i "hu" twice ! yeeehah !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;you might be thinking how we managed to do it, we actually played it using scrabble, wahaha, who would actually think of it loh (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;we are sooo smart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;darn, i got 70 for geog, dammit dammit, n history and geog add up is 134 loh, shit loh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and science and maths add up is 143.5 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;die lah, hmmmmmmmm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;whatever, i'm gonna put 8 triple, 8pc and 8cb, people like teck seng should not go into triple, because he's gonna pull up the average ! pls go to 9sub, yes thank you very much (:&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;wei ying ! pu en ! michelle ! yanting ! surong ! mahjong after school on monday ! stay back okay !!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hiak hiak, i'm off to watch kungfu mahjong, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;later !&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/7275414-112987930057884041?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/112987930057884041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=112987930057884041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/112987930057884041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/112987930057884041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/10/mahjong-mahjong-mahjong-yeah-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-112980131697875869</id><published>2005-10-20T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T17:41:56.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SCREWED DAY PART II ;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;actually, i didn't feel as screwed as yesterday, just that i cried after receiving my #$%^ e lit paper, i got a %^&amp;amp;*ing 63, arghhh, darn in, great, i dont even have a chance of getting into 8lit man, how great huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;played scrabble, and watched spirited away at the same time, gggrrrrr, hw come there's no happy ending for the chichiro and the guy (with the dumb egyptian hairstyle) why didn't they kiss !? grah pu en and i expected the girl to say " mum, dad i'm not going home " and run back to the ghostly place to look for the guy lah, and the show ended there, .___. super not fair can, and huang lao shi ended the movie before the ending song was played loh, i wanna hear can&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and then went to TM with teo shinn, suddenly. pangseh-ed my moon, sorry :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i was so sleepy and my back ached so much, we went home..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;sian, everybody's changing, sigh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-112971490694103320</id><published>2005-10-19T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T17:41:46.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SCREWED DAY;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;first was ? coming back from recess and fucking realise my new water bottle is spoilt, fuckingly with much thanks to the fucking &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;asshole-pig-liked-FUCKER&lt;/span&gt;, junyuan. your bloody face makes me wanna throw up, you better watch your mouth these few days you fucking asshole. and when i ask who fucking spoilt my water bottle, you didn't admit until shawn say, fucking asshole, you made me fucking pissed okay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;next, i got back my maths, pinning high hopes for it that i will get a 83 so my science and maths will be 150, or at least 80, i got a fucking 77, screwed, i got fucking moody during the debrief, the number of marks i lost were all thanks to careless mistakes and 1/2 mark was deducted because i didnt write &lt;em&gt;solve for x&lt;/em&gt; for the moronic simultaneous equation, screwed the bloody paper and i could actually write 14 km when it was supposed to be 4 km, like &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;WHAT THE FUCK !?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;it was even worst to start off the day when i slept at 3plus am the previous night, bcos i went to the temple to pray at 11pm, and although the ritual ended at like 1am , my aunt and my dad kept talking about family matters, all the way till 3am, i could barely open my eyes these morning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;watched spirited away during chinese period, that was probably the best thing -apart from going out with phyllis this afternoon- that happened today man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm fucking pissed, period, don't mess with me, you wouldn't like to see me flare up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;who is hippo king anyway ? and do you owe me a treat ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-112971490694103320?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/112971490694103320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=112971490694103320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/112971490694103320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/112971490694103320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/10/screwed-dayfirst-was-coming-back-from.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-112962533852078467</id><published>2005-10-18T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T16:48:58.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SIGH,SIGH,SIGH;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm a hopeless ass, my results(especially science) was way way waaaaayyyyyyyy below expectation alright, shucks, there goes my dream of getting into triple science? hurhur, well, afterall i'm studying for my mum, not for myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;it sad when you aim to get a darn A for science, and end up getting a screwed up B3. even worst, after realising that you miss by LESS THAN 5 marks(AGAIN, #$%^&amp;*) to a bloody A2, oh i screwed the paper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and i hate it even more when mr tan goes &lt;em&gt;"you people should take 2 pure science and focus even more ! even if u QUAAAlify for three pure sciences ! unless you get these type of marks" (points to shawn's paper) &lt;/em&gt;he is so darn demoralising lah ! wth, it's not as if we are &lt;em&gt;happy&lt;/em&gt; that we scored such horrendous marks man !? and you bloody ate into our recess and kept going thru the science paper. lipeng and i already didn't have the "mood" to continue listening to him and kept on &lt;em&gt;"what the hell is he talkin about lah ?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;maths was waaayyyyyyy above my expectations, that marks are like whoa ! nvm, if i score for maths, it can at least help in pulling up my science when it totals. i better get 150 or near there man, or else i wave goodbye to the rewards waiting for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hur hur, history, science, chinese, i missed like LESS THAN 5 MARKS TO A BLOODY B3, A2 and A2 respectively alright, grrraaahhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;fine, i shall stop crying over spilt milk and pray as hard as i can to hope i can please my mum tonight with my results. i'm gonna think of how to bombard her with my results&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;it shall probably go like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;mummy, i got back my science, i got 66.5/100&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;you wanna die already, why all 60 OVER !?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;no loh, my maths got 43/50 okay, which is like only 7 marks deducted ?! oh but that's paper 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;and my english is 70, A2 loh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i wonder how would she react ?? and oh yeah, my acc is like 60 hahahhaa, who bothers, and i dunno how dinglun managed to get a idiotic 86, darn, he proved to me he is from shanghai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;maybe mr tan was right, "you can nvr run away from this system of exams"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;sighhhhhh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-112962533852078467?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/112962533852078467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=112962533852078467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/112962533852078467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/112962533852078467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/10/sighsighsigh-im-hopeless-ass-my.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-112952330373805829</id><published>2005-10-17T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T15:47:03.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RANDOM VI ;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;grah, there's no school today, and i'm slacking at home, &lt;s&gt;trying&lt;/s&gt; hoping to do up a blogskin, anyway charissa, i've got a nice picture done up for you (: i wonder if you like it or not &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;yesterday attempted to do a blogskin, and ahem it was horrible&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;seriously, i've ran out of ideas to make a blogskin, and i'm far to lazy to set up an account at blogskins to contribute my past skins, i guess this is layout is my second skin, plain and simple (: i'm getting sick of those skins where they make you click and the *pop* there's the blog, click *pop* there's the profile, boring lah, plus i really have to mood to do anything, and i'm probably gonna change the sports shoes i bought yesterday, dad says it's kinda tight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;great, i'm gonna have lunch outside, and i'm having a sorethroat, thanks to the stupid keropok i ate on saturday and sunday night *cough cough*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;just had an idea how to do phyllis's blogskin (: but i aint gonna start yet, too lazy to (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;we are gonna get our report books on the 28 of this month, i wonder how badly i've done, and tomorrow, we're gonna continue all those moronic debriefs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;grahhhhh. kill me someone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;[edit:1545hrs]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;wahahaha, say you love that thing up there (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;[/edit]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&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/7275414-112952330373805829?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/112952330373805829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=112952330373805829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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align="justify"&gt;woke up at 9 plus thanks to my dad who called my handphone. he asked me to go downstairs to eat dim sum, and by the time i reach the place, he told me.........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;oh, you came so late, too bad finished it already, u go order roti prata.. oh yeah, order one kosong for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;okay, ate, then went to supermarket to buy grocery, and my dad was looking at a coconut milk packaging, it was wrapped like a tou-fu. and he asked me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;you know how they get coconut milk ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;er, they juice the white colour part loh ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;no, they get it from the coconut cow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;wow, how interesting huh, ggggggrrrrrrrrrr my dad is so darn irritating, just yesterday, he was imitating teletubbies, yikes !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;went out in the late afternoon to ang mo kio to get sport shoes at ang mo kio, right i got one nike one, not bad lah, just that the rest were super bad, so it was still okay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;it's now time to sing this song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;rain outside my window pouring down........................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;okay i shall shut before yixiang gets grizzly, heh. anyway, people, bring umbrella to school from tuesday onwards ah, these few days will rain like siao according to the radio broadcaster (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-112946063811098200?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/112946063811098200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=112946063811098200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/112946063811098200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/112946063811098200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/10/rain-rain-go-awaywoke-up-at-9-plus.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-112934768473210194</id><published>2005-10-15T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T11:41:24.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ORGAN ! ;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i still remember mr tan saying..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;so how? for o lvl music you offering what instrument ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;organ or sax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and he started laughing and saying...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;how come all your instrument names are so..............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;mr tan, you are the one who is horny, for once, someone is worst than i am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;right, i'm getting hooked onto my organ pieces, all those korean drama songs, all those i've nvr heard of, and recently &lt;em&gt;-or rather last week-&lt;/em&gt; my teacher asked us to sightread a new piece, and i did it ! i can play it from the first to the last page, i'm so proud of myself (: given that i'm such a lazy person, can't-be-bothered-with-organ person, could actually make myself practise the organ, that's like &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;WOW !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and i'm looking forward to every organ lesson every saturday night (: at least i can play my song on a better organ model, one with good sound effects, one with good drumming, one with very good sound quality&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;heh, i hereby declare if one would like to take up an instrument, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ORGAN SHOULD BE YOUR NUMBER ONE CHOICE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ! play like a band ! make special effects ! save cool rhythms in your diskette and slot it into your organ and .... viola ! you can do a one-man-show ! feel the music in this cool instrument ! - ORGAN !!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;wait a sec, it's not those big pipe organs i'm asking you to learn -.-'' i'm asking you to learn electone organ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;see, the &lt;u&gt;wonders of technology&lt;/u&gt; ! (beams)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i wonder how my life would be without music :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway yeewen, if you &lt;em&gt;still&lt;/em&gt; cannot figure out how an organ will look like with a diskette slot, how an organ looks like with a liquid-crystal (or whatever it is, i dunno) screen, go to plaza singapura, the yahama there and take a look at the stagea, darn it, i want that bloody organ, but it cost &gt; 10K .... i dont think i will be having that model at all , boooo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-112934768473210194?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/112934768473210194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=112934768473210194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/112934768473210194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/112934768473210194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/10/organ-i-still-remember-mr-tan-saying.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-112929868692533749</id><published>2005-10-14T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T22:04:46.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUMMY ! IT'S OVER ! ;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;wheehoo baby, WHEEHOO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;there goes my EOY, there goes the exams for the year ! what's coming up is what i call FUN !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm eccentric, right, i realised that it has definitely been a llloooooonnnnngggg time since i used the freaking windows media player, internet, limewire(oops), msn messenger AND BLOGGED ! whee, shall do it now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm so darn proud of myself, i didn't cry while going through the tormenting process of sexually arousing my books by looking at it from top to toe (oh cmon, stop being bhb, it's not as if i wanna look at you my dear books, look at your bloody face, one is filled with david marshall, doing merdeka pose, one is a bloody lion trying to tell me what reproduction is about ,  oh please, your bloody faces bore me to the core)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;it's time to get rid of &lt;em&gt;rendel constitution, diffuses from a higher concen.. , a²+b²=c², stayyyy gooolllldddd, ponnnyyy, stttaaayyy gooollldddd&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;all these crap should be at the back of my head right now (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;what i should actually do now is to pray super hard to get into the darn combination i want and if i really get in, i'll &lt;u&gt;probably&lt;/u&gt; get a mp3 player / inline skates / handphone :D or anything other thing i feel like having. that's only IF i manage to get into my bloody combination,  gimme face lah ah chung cheng? give it to me (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i just can't stand my dad, he's imitating teletubby , walking and talking like them.... half a century old man still wanna act cute (shakes head)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hmmmm, i'm very very happy that my results are of passing grade, 2 high B4s and one A2 wheee, i didnt fail chinese, what a BIG achievement :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;booo, i still got science, geog, maths, e lit to take back, grahhhhhhh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;give it to me, give it to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-112929868692533749?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/112929868692533749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=112929868692533749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/112929868692533749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/112929868692533749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/10/mummy-its-over-wheehoo-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-112712167629125044</id><published>2005-09-19T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T17:21:42.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SIGH;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;everyone seem to be so darn busy, either with school, or with their own stuffs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i seriously hope time would slow down for everyone and we could just do thing at our own pace, but screw it ! time and tide waits for no men, grrrr&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm missing so many people &gt;.&lt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;yeewen is coming back after her exams (: yeah !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i hate myself, i'm not studying, and i'm here using the computer, but whenever i see the books, i just have this urge to close my eyes and shut down and say hello to my bed and lie on it, grrrrrr. exams are like super near ? and i'm slacking like hell. fucktart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;let's hope i'm not conducting tomorrow =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;P.S : would you stop bragging and making me inferior, screw you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway, i think i'm going on a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;HIATUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; so....... if i don't blog, don't blame me (:&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/7275414-112712167629125044?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/112712167629125044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=112712167629125044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/112712167629125044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/112712167629125044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/09/sigh-everyone-seem-to-be-so-darn-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-112694705651051380</id><published>2005-09-17T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T16:51:25.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UNTITLED V;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;congratulations to my dearest junior, xu meng for getting into main bad. WHY DIDNT YOU come for band ! and i tried calling you to tell you the good news (shakes head)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;zi yi, sigh, work hard okay, i have the confidence in you that you can get into main band by the next audition (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;henry ah henry, it's alright if you don't play the tenor saxophone ,afterall, mr wong and i have in mind for you to play baritone (: wahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and, urgh, my teeth hurts thanks to the dentist, let's hope the pain fades =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;went to singapore post to eat AGAIN, hmm singapore is giving me the impression it's darn small you know. and wanted to eat long john silver, but it was full, so ate macdonalds, the gay place. LOL, jinyuan rocks man. HAHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;saga saga, boooooooo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;for the first time i didnt play basketball today =/ and i didnt get tanned, boooo &gt;.&lt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;wheeehooo, 2 people visited my blog, fagushawa and gaby. all i know is fagushawa is one who preaches and lives in india (raises eyebrow) and gaby is from somewhere i dunno, bcos her homepage address is obviously wrong, and i can't go to the website. aww, girl, will you please come back to my blog and then tell me your correct website? i wanna see your blog !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and bcos i sent a picture of phyllis to master's(hanming) phone, i have to make a blogskin for phyllis as a punishment. and momohen(charissa) wants another blogskin, obviously because i didn't do hers properly. aiyah, you two, wait for the holidays lah, streaming you know, cannot stress me. later i jump ! later i cut myself, then you know ! heh heh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i still could remember, i was supposed to make phyllis a blogskin, bcos of the departments in band. ahem , there goes my dream of being in a QM department, screw it lah . hell okay, i hate my current department. why do i always have to hate my department ? you know how much it sucks to hate your department (what am i talking man, urghhhh, ignore me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway, i have the urge to make a search bar for my blog (: ahahaha, so u can jst type any word, and then find wht you wanna find, cool right? heh, wait till i figure out how to do it (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm so lousy, i can only chop 2 pointers, im gonna train on 3 pointers, not with volleyballs, but &lt;strong&gt;basketballs&lt;/strong&gt; (:&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;heh, like &lt;u&gt;BALLS&lt;/u&gt; . yeah man, ball society rocks :]&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/7275414-112694705651051380?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/112694705651051380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=112694705651051380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/112694705651051380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/112694705651051380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/09/untitled-v-congratulations-to-my.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-112677004163272826</id><published>2005-09-15T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T15:42:31.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHEE;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;chanced upon a super duper cool band website that caters to all enthusiatic band members who loves their instrument SO much they want to learn more about the cool stuffs they would be able to do. stuffs like vibrato, proper tonguing techinques, blah blah black sheeps are included. i was so engrossed and was so reluctant to leave the computer last night when daddy was scolding me to &lt;em&gt;STOP PLAYING THE COMPUTER LAH !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;today was super gay day, sat with valentino because lipeng wanted to sit with edeline. wow, love it man, valentino is another horny fishball (: whee, we made up a dumb balls society pledge, flag, 8th pillars of the &lt;em&gt;ballology&lt;/em&gt; and making up a new element called &lt;em&gt;ballium&lt;/em&gt;, you should really see what we actually drew for the whole day, pu en was so distracted, she kept saying &lt;em&gt;aiyoh, yu all two, dont sit here lah, so horny one&lt;/em&gt;. (bandits, you'll see the paper tomorrow)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and there was a chiobu teacher who came to our class to relief us, valentino and me were like gaga over her. LOL (PS: i'm not a lesbian like what &lt;em&gt;weekiat &lt;/em&gt;said okay) she was just chio as compared to the rest of the teaching staffs in school. and god, she jst reminded me of bladder because she was wearing green and black? she said bladder is green and black in colour. =/ lols, i love her lesson, valentino and i kept acting like horny faggots and kept asking her to teach us science (pu en and i were just giving valentino a chance to let him flirt with the teacher) and she was like &lt;em&gt;ohmygod&lt;/em&gt; when she realised valentino is called valentino. and she called me LV ? wth, gimme a better name lah. LV..... gimme something like burberry or something like that. phyllis, it's not LP, LV okay. and LP stands for &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;LINKIN PARK&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, not whatever you came up with. you are good with your acronyms, i get the point girl (shakes head) and please, don't type it at my haloscan, i'll delete it anyway (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and then went to long john silver with teo shinn, and phy was like being a naughty girl, trying to whack me to get the &lt;em&gt;plasma&lt;/em&gt; out of me, AHEM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and it's not that we don't wanna talk to jinhong lah, is he nvr talk to senior loh. so not friendly (shakes head)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;like im SO PISSED WITH LONG JOHN SILVER ! they gave me clam chowder without CLAMS , like what's clam chowder without clams lah ! (this doesn't apply to those toooots who didn't want their clams like teoshinn and zhejun) i got so pissed. and teoshinn went to buy another clam chowder, and hers only had one, and since she didn't like it, i kopped it :P heh and obviously when i left long john silver, i didn't ring the bell i always ring, who ask them not to gimme clams. that's like not fair &gt;.&lt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;da jie, da jie jie ! (heh heh teo shinn)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i think i'm going to study my chinese already, and i just got this feeling i'll continue to fail, sigh, i don't think i can get into triple next year =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&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/7275414-112677004163272826?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/112677004163272826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=112677004163272826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/112677004163272826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/112677004163272826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/09/whee-chanced-upon-super-duper-cool.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-112670063461206851</id><published>2005-09-14T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T20:23:54.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YAWNS;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;it seems that everyone needs sleep really bad, and i'm one of them *yawns*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm feeling sooo darn sleeepy and obviously after having band, i think i'm going end up sleeping after i blog, booop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;WHEE HOO ! my dearest, sec 1 junior henry GOT INTO MAIN BAND ! :] so happy for him , zi yi, xu meng you 2 jia you,  don't be the last one to enter main band okay ! let's get a 8 member saxophone section in the main band, and i wanna see all of you in band uniform (: , 3 cheers !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;tomorrow is stephanie's birthday [cue: GAY GAY BIRTHDAY TO YOUUUU.....] lols, finally 14, like finally, you know i've waiting for like 7 months for you to turn 14 ! hmmm ! (it's an advantage to be born early, because i get to watch NC-16 movies earlier :D )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;so nice eh ? help me take xu meng instrument until 2nd floor while we were having sectionals, for once, you are acting like a gentleman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and please lah, my socks has always been loooooong and i'm xiao mei, not xiao di okay, sicko, you think sitting on a hot table is very nice, like &lt;em&gt;wen wen de gan jue&lt;/em&gt; i think you are sick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;seems like everyone doesn't like me to touch/slap/pat them, people like chanxi and charissa. lols, chanxi, touching you on the shoulder doesn't mean i want to VIOLATE you my dear girl (shakes head) and momohen, i didnt mean to play with you during fall in, attempting to touch yu and u kicked my ass for that, hey ): later my ass flat cannot give you chickaye junior don't blame me loh. lols, kangrong was so hilarious, he wanted to touch my momohen ! wow, probably he can be my papacock LOH !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and sitting valentino is fun, and i'm meatball, the faggot (: and he's fishball, pu en is supposed to be dragonball. and the gay drawing of me as a molecule was toooot lah valentino, and i drew you sublimating, not bad hur my science (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm a proud member of the &lt;strong&gt;madagascar , chicken , balls&lt;/strong&gt; family (: how nice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-112670063461206851?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/112670063461206851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=112670063461206851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/112670063461206851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/112670063461206851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/09/yawnsit-seems-that-everyone-needs.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-112660492773321925</id><published>2005-09-13T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T17:48:47.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;STRESSED;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;streaming is like in 3 weeks time, like how fast is that ? wow, and i'm glad that i actually studied at library and at parkway's kfc with teo shinn this afternoon. we left school immediately after class and then went out, was feeling so awkward when we leave school sooo early when the road to the bustop is totally empty but only shengxian, joanne, teo shinn and i. we studied until 2 then at 3pm the toot librarian came to say we aren't allowed to study at the study corner. so we elft the library. saw herlene foo? with 2 VS guys, wow, she's professional (you get what i mean, right?) and it was really funny &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm stressed that it's gonna be a new year soon, it was like yesterday when i was complaining about lee hsien long implementing the 5 day work week and seemed like yesterday that we just started school in 2005 and had to stay till 4.30 for mondays. wow, time flies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm stressed because people couldn't stop asking me about my thursday's entry, well, it's no one from CCPS okay? relax people (shakes head)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm stressed because of many many things and i can't think of it at the moment, grrrraaahhhh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm stressed because i feel super slack and i always feel like sleeping when i'm studying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i need &lt;u&gt;SLEEP&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yawns&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-112660492773321925?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/112660492773321925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=112660492773321925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/112660492773321925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/112660492773321925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/09/stressed-streaming-is-like-in-3-weeks.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-112640818362285301</id><published>2005-09-11T10:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T11:15:42.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KEEP MY MOUTH SHUT;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;phyllis, i swear i won't mention about you and zhejun ever again, i swear i swear i swear. i'll be like dead if you ever blurt out something okay. and i'm sorry for trying to cover your mouth when you wanted to blurt out &lt;em&gt;the thing&lt;/em&gt; and ended up hurting your gums. LOL, i'm violent, so don't try me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;wah jinyuan, you suck lah, utterly suck man. i told you not to look through my inbox and there were no glenn's message for your information, for number 1 i don't like him and for number 2 sms-ing someone doesn't mean you have to like the person you know. if so, i could have been a lesbian long time ago (how childish)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;if you people want to suan me or something, please don't do it in front of her will ya ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;lol, it's pathetic when we go out for lunch after band and there's always people who doesn't understand the madagascar family language, lols. and sheldon is going to take over hanming for king julian's position. but jinyuan says he should be the assistant morris, whatever. lols&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;everyone pangseh the girls, all the guys leave and all the girls are being left at singapore post, like what crap is that huh ! SO UNGENTLEMAN ! [that's our newest term used]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;went for organ and was late once more, my teacher is used to me being late already. boooo, and i haven't gotten the sight-playing book yet. like it has been a long time since my teacher praised me for my playing, seriously i forgot when was the last time she praised me. lols we are now learning the song for all-in, the korean drama. pretty tough i think ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;saw the song that nicholas said was dirty, god i thought it was like any other songs sang by the afros, but it's like super duper horny and dirty. the singer still had to write another &lt;em&gt;clean&lt;/em&gt; lyrics for the song lah. so there's a (clean version) and a (dirty) version. the dirty version is like super dirty. and it's david BANNER not david blanner my dear friend ._____. made me find who is david blanner for so long, spastic, gimme the wrong name. and what i can't stand about the song is the ahem, sound effects. speaking of which, reminds me of jinyuan doing the russell peter crap (shakes head)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;school is gonna be resumed like tomorrow, and i got probably 1 kg of work undone (im just exaggerating lah) one thing i hate is, i haven't studied for the chinese test, screeeewww it have to &lt;em&gt;chiong&lt;/em&gt; like shit already lah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the bass saxophone that wendy said is like sooooo damned BIG ! see &lt;a href="http://saxotribe.blogspot.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; ! it's like so much taller than me can, oh god&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-112640818362285301?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/112640818362285301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=112640818362285301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/112640818362285301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/112640818362285301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/09/keep-my-mouth-shut-phyllis-i-swear-i.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-112626869204690681</id><published>2005-09-09T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T20:24:52.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IT'S A SUPER HAPPY DAY ! ;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;for some reasons, today is a super happy day. wengsiong, i'm happy for you that you are learning how to lie (oooppssss, i'm teaching wengsiong to be a bad bad boy) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;went for lunch after band, the usuals, madagascar family deduct yixiang, weeming AND chanxi(ahem i didn't mean to arrange the names this way okay) plus nicholas, zhejun and wengsiong. lols, i thought yaozong got bashed in the face. the blood clot under his eyes looked like a super enormous pimple that's on the verge of bursting(that's horrendous) and i was asking nicholas how like that, toot, like he will know. i was so hyper when i saw yaozong. i was singing eminem's ass like that. HAHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the way you shake it, i can't believe it, i've never seen a ASS LIKE THAT.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;stupid one, jinyuan don't wanna lend me his basketball, in the end i have to say" i love davamoni" 10 times and scream "i wanna be his wife", but apparently i only stopped at 3 and i didn't scream i wanted to be his wife. ahem, like duh, why would why i want to marry my form teacher !? so i snatched the ball away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hehehehehe, phyllis has her AHEM new lover already right, no more YEOS, now is zhejun. HAHA, look so depressed when he left, still look at his place where he sit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;she's mad, kept laughing when she &lt;em&gt;self-proclaimed&lt;/em&gt; that she's angry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and i learnt my lesson to eat with the spoon when i am eating something hot. was eating the clams that nicholas didn't want when he actually bought CLAM chowder, you should have said "can i have the clam chowder without the clams?" like how people will say "can i have chicken rice without the chicken?" or "wanton noodles without the wantons" and probably "call for the fire engine to put out the fire, without the firemen in it" . and i thought the clam wasn't that hot. so i returned the spoon to nicholas, and the &lt;em&gt;stupidmoronicidiotic&lt;/em&gt; clams actually was so fucking hot it nearly scalded me. and i could feel my braces going hot, it's metal. i'm dumb. fine. and i got scolded for not using the spoon. fine, eat his clams and kena scolded, WHOLE LIFE, ask people go tiao lou (shake heads)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;went home with the tiao-lou master, so damned attitude lah, say u big mouth only mah. so petty one HAHA, armpit woman. wth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ah hah, yixiang went for extraction. it's just so fun seeing someone putting on braces you know. LOL, finally more and more people out there would understand our plight when we have metal casings and wires in our mouth. and i will never forget what my &lt;em&gt;locheelin&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;garychua&lt;/em&gt; lookalike dentist told me " it's okay when you feel pain after i tighten your braces, just drink some cold water " &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;BULLSHIT ! if tightening the braces already hurt, why would i be so dumb to drink cold water to actually make the metal wire contract and causing the braces to be tightened even more. ahem, being good at dentistry doesn't mean one will be good at science&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;speaking of that. ahem, remind me of wenrong calling nicholas nucleus, and it just wouldn't fail to make think of jimmy neutron. fine sorry i had too much of chemistry. LOL, i didn't mean to say proton okay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;now see this.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#CDDEFF;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Likely an Only Child&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EBF2FF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/birthorderpredictorquiz/only-child.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;At your darkest moments, you feel frustrated.At work and school, you do best when you're organizing.When you love someone, you tend to worry about them.&lt;br /&gt;In friendship, you are emotional and sympathetic.Your ideal careers are: radio announcer, finance, teaching, ministry, and management.You will leave your mark on the world with organizational leadership, maybe as the author of self-help books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/birthorderpredictorquiz/"&gt;The Birth Order Predictor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;it's not really true though, i wouldn't want to teach or go into finance(simply bcos my maths sucks) and i wouldn't even think about writing self-help books ! ahem, radio announcer, is DJ counted? that's the only cool ideal career stated :]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-112626869204690681?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/112626869204690681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=112626869204690681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/112626869204690681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/112626869204690681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/09/its-super-happy-day-for-some-reasons.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-112618802089691034</id><published>2005-09-08T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T22:00:20.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I AGREE, BUT I WILL STAND STRONG;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;read A blog, and i agreed with what A said. well, indeed B has changed, i was really taken aback when i witnessed the change&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;agreeing on what A said doesn't mean i'm actually siding A and that doesn't i'm changing my opinions about B, both are my friends, i love them both equally. but why would B  have thoughts of giving up if  B said B wasn't affected? what's the point of actually standing so strong on what you said when you actually can't? sometimes, you just have to accept the fact you lost and has been defeated. you &lt;em&gt;just&lt;/em&gt; have to, my dear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;yeah, B is going to be a big-shot, but what's the point when you can't control and think straight youself? you have to bear in mind that, when leading people, you should set a good example. instead of dissing others, you should actually do the right thing so they can follow your footsteps, that's the basic thing of leadership. don't you agree?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i see that you change your target-for-hating all the time, what's the point? you find pleasure in doing it ? all i can say is, i know i was a victim, or probably still am. you have to really look into the mirror and think about what you have said. after all, no one is perfect, you just have to live with that fact and bear in mind, you &lt;em&gt;yourself&lt;/em&gt; ain't as perfect as what you are. if you think others have flaws that you can't accept, do you actually think that others can accept your flaws too? i can, but can others?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;you weren't the B i knew since primary school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway A, i doubt  B still dislike you(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;yeah, probably you say i'm totally not in the place to lecture you, but i've been through all the shit you are actually going through now. i'm just giving you a piece of advice, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you can't change the world to suit yourself but you can change yourself to suit the world :]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;please remember this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;that's all i've got to say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-112618802089691034?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/112618802089691034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=112618802089691034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/112618802089691034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/112618802089691034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-agree-but-i-will-stand-strong-read.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-112616240878896146</id><published>2005-09-08T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T14:54:28.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOMEWORK, HOMEWORK AND MORE HOMEWORK ;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;aaarrggghhh, i just don't enjoy doing my holiday homework, especially the maths statistic worksheet. it sucks, not that it's tough, i just &lt;s&gt;don't like&lt;/s&gt; am not in the mood to actually go and work out the answer. it's just so damned boring lah (yawns)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;these are all my homework&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;statistic worksheet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;s&gt;3 newspaper articles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3 vocabulary list&lt;/s&gt; (which actually adds up to 48 vocabulary words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;s&gt;1 movie review&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1 book review&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;memorising of ying yong wen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;studying for chinese test&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;maths 5 years series (which i don't actually think it's compulsary to do, right ?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;alright, at least i've completed all my english assignments and i only have like a couple of homework left, if you would see(above) but all of them actually are those which will take up hell lot of time to complete. and i don't like doing homework which doesn't interest me (like who would) okay, forget it, i'm a bit airheaded at the moment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i've got a backlog of work to do and i'm rather slack still, darn it, why wouldn't i stop procrastinating huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;STOP SLACKING/PROCRASTINATING MISS YANG !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hell, i hate school for the homework and love school for band&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i am hankering to go to school, the place where the band container is, the place where the basketball is, the place where weeming's volleyball is, i needa chillax ! (chill out/relax) but hang on a second, i'm like already slacking and i still need to chillax, how what the hell am i talking about&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SLAP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;wake up your bloody stupid idea, miss yang !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;you need to study ! you need to mug ! you need to chiong ! you need to get into triple science stream ! you need to excel in whatever you do ! you need to stop SLACKING !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;right now, i need to tiao lou -.-''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-112616240878896146?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/112616240878896146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=112616240878896146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/112616240878896146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/112616240878896146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/09/homework-homework-and-more-homework.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-112608708399931603</id><published>2005-09-07T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T11:03:08.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIFE STABS ME AT THE BACK ;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;it's a super duper cool day, no rain, just pure wind and sun (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;we went for an outing [most of you should know because we actually called up alot of folks and received loadsa &lt;em&gt;&lt;s&gt;excuses&lt;/s&gt; reasons &lt;/em&gt;from those who couldn't go, ahem, some were really interesting &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and we all rented blades for 4 hours at a cheap and super price of $10 when the original price was like $10 for 2 hours, i just love to ask for discounts, heh :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;stupid yixiang, &lt;em&gt;the &lt;/em&gt;&lt;s&gt;ungentleman&lt;/s&gt; &lt;em&gt;ohso&lt;/em&gt; gentleman one, rented a bike instead of blades because he couldn't blade (does a "L" sign on the forehead &gt;.&lt; ) boo, yixiang, you should learn how to blade soon okay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;we went to parkway at 10 and i was the earliest so i sat at the bench in front of G2000 to wait for teng, teddy, phy and chan. after that, met with phy and teng and we slack around the &lt;s&gt;empty&lt;/s&gt; &lt;em&gt;ohso &lt;/em&gt;packed parkway, and decided to go to giant to walk around, teng saw her senior and she was actually the one i knew during the band camp i attended when i was primary 5, wow, she's a changed person man !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;teddy and chan were late, boo, TEDDY ! you should not let girls wait for you loh, so not gentleman, grahh &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;yeap, then we walked over to east coast via the underpass, and then, we walked over to the macdonalds to wait for eeloong, sheldon and jasmine. eeloong woke up on time ! wow, and sheldon swam thru the sea and found where the macdonalds was !, jasmine walked and took a shorter time then the 2 guys who actually ran, wow ! [regrding sheldon swimming thru the sea, it's okay if you don't understand, because i cracked it up and it is a stupid joke which needs loads of explanation, ask me in person you are interested to know ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;after that we went to rent the blades and we slacked at the beginners corner, ahem, we all took hell of a time to like actually get down from the slope, waiteng was the champion as she took at total of 15mins (inclusive of screaming and yelling) to come down fro the slope, and that was thanks to the &lt;em&gt;ohso gentleman&lt;/em&gt; teddy ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;just got a call from my mum and....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i shall not continue to talk about the outing already. guess what people, my bill is like 80 over bucks? hur hur, it must be because of the fucking call with gelnn, great, i got this feeling my phone is going to be confiscated for the @!#$ millionth time already. and my mum told me that she's not going pay the bills for my brother and mine and she's gonna let the line terminate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;GRAH, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;just when i have fun at ECP, life stabs me at the back and i receive a news that my bill is KABOOM !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;screw the world &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;[edit 080905, 1055hrs]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;right, i shall now continue from where i stopped regarding the outing. OKAY, we had sucha great time at ECP and we really loved the way how eeloong fell, he practically threw the phone away and fell butt down on the tarmac, we just couldn't stop laughing lah(it's not us being mean, it's eeloong being toooo funny)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sheldon then fell after that because his blades had no breaks and he just wouldn't want to change for another pair, see lah ! see lah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;jasmine tripped over waiteng when waiteng fell, god, that's like so creepy. imagine people playing rugby with roller blades, and then tripping over one another? oh yes, ON A SLOPE. yikes, painful, ouch !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;we had lunch at the macdonalds, oh yeah man, we talked about planning night walk, hehh, so what if the cca block is renovated? i've got plenty of stories to tell our beloved juniors when it's our turn to scare them. HIAK (i'm a mean mean MEAN girl)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;guess what, my parents didn't scold me last night as much as i expected. and my phone isn't confiscated. heh heh, i'm so damned lucky? yesterday was pure humanity day lah ! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&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/7275414-112608708399931603?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/112608708399931603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=112608708399931603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/112608708399931603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/112608708399931603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/09/life-stabs-me-at-back-its-super-duper.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-112600124831696206</id><published>2005-09-06T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T20:25:38.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;RANDOM PICTURES;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had nothing to do, so i decided to post some pictures i took&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7168/439/320/DSCN0195.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;that's my computer which always says maple story is corrupted, grrahhh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7168/439/320/DSCN0197.jpg" border="0" /&gt;that's the place were the singapore stadium once stood ( i used to see the lights of the stadium)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7168/439/320/DSCN0198.jpg" border="0" /&gt;that's the newspaper cut out of fighter jets, my brother's room, see the file? he's from AJC &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7168/439/320/DSCN0199.jpg" border="0" /&gt;that's my brother, picture taken by the commando, he not bad looking right? :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7168/439/320/DSCN0200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;that's the photo of the 1st cmdo battalions, i love their muscles man *drools*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;heh, i know i'm very super bohliao, but i think my brother is not bad looking leh, hee, i am like selling my brother. that's one disadvantage though, he's like freaking short. okay, as &lt;em&gt;tall&lt;/em&gt; as hong junyang, 167 cm (shakes head)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;[edit:2020hrs]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;was jst checking, if anyone has Emergency Room 24 Hours OST? the song is super nice, however, i jst can't find the song on limewire, nor on a fansite, darn, send me if you have it alright?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;anyway, i wanna ask if ANY BANDITS [sec2 and above] are interested to go for an outing tomorrow 07/09/05(wednesday). we'll be meeting at parkway at 10am lah? then we'll be walking over to east coast park loh. you can sms me at 91817775 if you are interested yeah? :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-112600124831696206?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/112600124831696206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=112600124831696206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/112600124831696206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/112600124831696206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/09/random-pictures-i-had-nothing-to-do-so.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-112597717520159206</id><published>2005-09-06T11:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T14:00:10.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UNTITLED III ;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right, i'm like super duper bored, and i realised i didn't blogged yesterday :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, yesterday i went out for a movie with my brother and we watch the jack neo film, one more chance (or in chinese, 三个好人) the movie was good (: but it was uber coarse with the language, heh, but i like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those who doesn't understand hokkien, it would take you quite a long time to understand the &lt;em&gt;crudeness&lt;/em&gt; of the language though, about 3/4 of the film is in hokkien, damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm going to make my ezlink card later, like FINALLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee, i'm so happy, i finally found liquid dreams by o-town. heh (: love the song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the way tyra banks scolded tiffany yesterday night on american's next top model, she was &lt;em&gt;fierce&lt;/em&gt;, baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah ! tomorrow is madagascar family outing ! east coast park here we come !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;[edit :1352pm]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;heh, can't believe isaac talked to me online. yeah ! he says i should watch stomp, like cmon, a person like me wouldn't know how to appreciate circus performances like quidam loh, and my dad insist i should watch quidam with him (i bet we will end up slacking at home on the day of the performance like how we slacked when fantastic four was showing in the movie threatres, it's ALWAYS the case) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;parents should keep to their promise! they shouldn't lie and that's not called a shan4 yi4 de4 huang3 yan2 okay. boo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and i figured out fahjin's nick, or rather, i got teddy to help me figure out, heh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;went to make my ezlink card and darn it, my face looks soooooo pixellated, damned x(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-112597717520159206?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/112597717520159206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=112597717520159206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/112597717520159206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/112597717520159206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/09/untitled-iii-right-im-like-super-duper.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-112582578795912470</id><published>2005-09-04T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T17:23:07.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BORING SUNDAY;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i woke up at &lt;em&gt;8.45&lt;/em&gt; thanks to my brother who came back from camp so darn early. he woke me up, pissing me off, throwing my pillow on the floor, pulling my lovely blanket off me and irritated me to wake up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;not getting the sufficient amount of sleep on a bright sunday morning, i went back to sleep at like 9 plus after i had my oreo and chocolate milk. and only woke up at 12&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;after that i went to bathe and went to pasir ris to cut my hair which was scheduled at 1. and i left my house at about erm, 1 plus?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;had some herbal treatment,blah blah blah, cut my hair AGAIN, and layered my hair AGAIN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the stupid steamer is so damned hot. okay, fine i know it's supposed to be hot .__.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i actually wanted to go for a swim and get some tan, but look at the weather, so cooling, no point going already. besides, i had a leg cramp the night before, so forget it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i feel like sleeping again bahs......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;yesterday's dude, where's my car was so darn corny, god, such shows should be more common okay, and they should film more of such corny movies. LOL, it's so darn appealing to me, &lt;em&gt;horny, corny, sexy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;chanxi, yixiang and i just kept laughing throughout the bloody show. what the hell, i can't stop laughing when they kept popping the bubblewrap jumpsuit, it was totally retarded x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-112582578795912470?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/112582578795912470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=112582578795912470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/112582578795912470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/112582578795912470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/09/boring-sunday-i-woke-up-at-8.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7275414.post-112575828816948319</id><published>2005-09-03T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T22:38:08.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE SATURDAY BAND &lt;em&gt;APPRENHENDING CONMEN&lt;/em&gt; EXPERIENCE ! ;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;muahaha, today was a super super duper eventful day lah ! had band, alumni band had prac, we used vball to play bball, played vball in LT, terry didn't come, blah blah black sheep[originated from miss koh]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and after that, yixiang, nicholas, cheesheng, wengsiong, [4 toots, you'll know why i call them that] , me, cindy, meixuan, jasmine, chan xi went for lunch together, mass outing for bandits. lols and we were walking out of school, dribbing the yxiang's bball[did he take from the container? i dunno] then nic change into his pe shirt while walking out , aiyah miss out a striperella live lah, walked too fast, tsk. then all of us board 76 while nicholas, cheesheng and wengsiong didn't because they walked far too slow. and stupid nicholas called me to repeat the same old line " wah lao, pangseh, wah lao pangseh. " and i asked him &lt;em&gt;to go tiao lou, who ask you walk so slow&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;then we waited for them while stupid teddy went off by himself (so not gentlemen *rolls eyes*) &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;HERE THE STORY STARTS !&lt;/span&gt; then, he donated $2 bucks to the SO-CALLED charity at paya lebar mrt. then all of us, except teddy walked together, obviously the stupid 3 muskerteers walked very slowly again. and they were approached by a guy to donate, and i was like, toot, waste time, so i jumped and waved like a moron to catch their attention to ask them not to donate, and i shouted &lt;em&gt;yixiang donated already&lt;/em&gt; (they didn't care about me again) so i shouted very loudly, &lt;em&gt;EH, WE'RE GOING TO BE LATE FOR MEETING LAH !&lt;/em&gt; then all of them turned, including the man who asked them to donate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;then we all walked to singapore post first. so we all then settled for lunch, the toots came and i scolded them, &lt;em&gt;you all donate for what, yixiang also got donate, aiyah, mr soon say here got ppl con students to donate loh. my friend (teoshinn !) kena, gave 20 bucks.&lt;/em&gt; then the toots realised they somehow felt a bit conned. so we all sat down at the kopitiam to eat and the whole topic was on, THE STUPID GUY AT THE MRT !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;nicholas said he somehow used forceful words to ask them to donate. and i somehow thought that sounded like wht mr soon said (extortion !) , so i said, they're conned. so i asked them if they knew who they were donating to? and who the fellow was and did he introduce himself, they all didn't notice for such things. and i called them toots for donating. especially when yixiang, nicholas, cheesheng and wengsiong said opp. me at the table. so i said. T.O.O.T, nicholas suggested they could buy the shirt with the 4 letters(everyone one letter). nice suggestion there huh! then they wanted to complain to the station master. the stupid toots like so humji don't dare say. so i volunteered to complain. and nicholas say he go with me to give me moral support. oh yes ! and he said tat the conman said i was very rude because i shouted. cmon, im rude, what are you? a CROOK ![let's see what happen next]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;so,we all went to the mrt station, nicholas, yixiang,cheesheng, wengsiong and me walked by the left side and the rest walked by the right, (normal route) then we went to complain, so the &lt;em&gt;conmen and his stead&lt;/em&gt; won't see us complaining.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;so i went to the station master to complain. ahem, nicholas (the toot who say he gimme moral support), wengsiong and cheesheng walked off leaving only yixiang and me there. then i &lt;em&gt;say say say&lt;/em&gt;. i told them it was smthg fishy because they didn't introduce themselve, where they were from, blah blah blah. so the station master when to check them out. and questioned them. so we pretended nothing happened and everyone stood at one side, about 1.5m from the &lt;em&gt;conmen and his stead.&lt;/em&gt; and i pretended to ask loudly, &lt;em&gt;EH LATER GO WHERE AH !? ORCHARD AH!?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;after the station master questioned them, i decided to go back to the station master to ask what's happening, and he asked me to see if &lt;em&gt;the conmen and the stead&lt;/em&gt;, were &lt;em&gt;the conmen and the stead&lt;/em&gt;, just to reconfirm. and i said &lt;em&gt;yes. it's them&lt;/em&gt;. at this point of time, they were tapping their ezlink card, trying to siam ! then some bloke pushed me slightly and told the station master, &lt;em&gt;don't let them board the train, i'm calling for police resource already.&lt;/em&gt; wow, i was shocked. and somehow or rather happy, because we were not the only people who got conned ! the station ran after them to stop them, but only the male came down, the female fled. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;then we waited and waited&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;half an hour passed........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and we continue waiting.................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;getting rather &lt;u&gt;buay song&lt;/u&gt;, i went to ask station master what we are supposed to do, he asked us all to stay back. then i went to ask the bloke if they were also complaining against the guy, he said yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;so i called my dad to tell him i can't go home so soon. pissed me off, because he was uber dumb and didn't understand what i was trying to relate to him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;then the sucking policemen came. cmon, cisco was infront of us !? and geylang police HQ was not very far. darn them. so ineffiecient.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;then they questioned us. then my dad suddenly popped out from no where. and i thought he was some old man who wanted to ask us why we gathered together as a group. LOL, it took me 5 seconds to realise he was my dad, so did cindy. HAHA and the rest of the gang didn't know that was my dad until i told them 5 minutes later, toots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;then the policemen qn-ed the 4 toots. then i went back. and from what i heard is, they were working for the illegal organisation. wow, lol, we apprehended a bloody conmen man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;yixiang said the policemen went to his house because the 2 suckers(policemen) who took so long to come didnt write a statement on the interrogation. (dumbos) and the policemen who went to teddy's house called those 2 nerds LOL and said he saved their day because they went to wengsiong, cheesheng and nicholas's houses but they were all not at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i feel so happy that the joker(conmen) got caught man, WHEEEE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7275414-112575828816948319?l=magicalove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/feeds/112575828816948319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7275414&amp;postID=112575828816948319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/112575828816948319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7275414/posts/default/112575828816948319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalove.blogspot.com/2005/09/saturday-band-apprenhending-conmen.html' title=''/><author><name>mehmeh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/dunk_luva/ourGANG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
