<?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-8250111</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:22:19.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quixotic</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>164</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-111313450869610255</id><published>2005-04-10T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T20:01:48.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/__androgyny"&gt;MOVED.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;everyone should just move over to LJ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-111313450869610255?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/111313450869610255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=111313450869610255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/111313450869610255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/111313450869610255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2005/04/moved.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-111287801161098031</id><published>2005-04-07T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T20:51:04.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable ; TBS ; New American Classic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was recently enlightened by 2 of my classmates, &lt;strong&gt;Jinrong &amp; Guanhong&lt;/strong&gt;, that they've seen the improvement in my school work. &amp;amp; i must agree, with &lt;strong&gt;Chinese&lt;/strong&gt; out of the way, i can concentrate on my other subjects. So far, all i need is to buck up on my &lt;strong&gt;Social Studies&lt;/strong&gt; (drastically!). Ahhh, the joys of studying. Nowadays, i find myself studying during my free time. Even if there's no work to be done, i'll take the TYS &amp; start working. Funny how the importance of the O levels set in so fast eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished reading &lt;strong&gt;Russell's&lt;/strong&gt; book - &lt;em&gt;Tuesdays with Morrie&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Mitch Albom&lt;/strong&gt; is such a great author, or rather, he knows how to express everything in detail. &lt;em&gt;Tuesdays with Morrie&lt;/em&gt; has definitely opened up my eyes &amp;amp; made me think more about life &amp; our purpose on earth. Every tuesday they talk about topics on life ; &lt;strong&gt;the world, feeling sorry for yourself, regrets, death, family, emotions, fear of aging, money, how love goes on, marriage, our culture, forgiveness &amp; the perfect day&lt;/strong&gt;. I especially like the one about feeling sorry for yourself &amp;amp; regrets. Another great book to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/before1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the new jacket/blazer.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/thegeek.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the new hair. &lt;/strong&gt;(i know its kinda hard to see, that was the point)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a long time since i replied to comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REPLIES_&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemuel; Im going to the British Council cause i wanna buck up on my english &amp; learn new skills. Besides, my english teacher is the worst ever. I rather not depend on her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alane; Ahhhh, LJ is indeed really inviting, i may just move over soon. Once i learn how to control the overrides. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-111287801161098031?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/111287801161098031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=111287801161098031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/111287801161098031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/111287801161098031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2005/04/turntable-tbs-new-american-classic-was.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-111271076029327324</id><published>2005-04-05T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T22:19:20.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable _ mad caddies ; no hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh yes. Its been a long time since i updated.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; well, i seriously feel like moving over to livejournal.&lt;br /&gt;I shall consider it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished Russell's book - &lt;strong&gt;Mitch Albom's The 5 People you meet in Heaven&lt;/strong&gt;. Great book &amp; i love it that they start the book with the end - the end of his life that is. Every end is a new beginning, no? It talks about these 5 people who have changed your life in one way or another, even if you didnt know it when you were alive. Yall should go check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate &lt;strong&gt;Swensens&lt;/strong&gt; with &lt;strong&gt;Russ &amp; Weiliat&lt;/strong&gt; after school since i had the $30 voucher. We bought 2 fries, Rodeo Wings, Calamarie Rings, 2 Different types of Mushrooms &amp;amp;.... i forgot. Waited for &lt;strong&gt;Grace&lt;/strong&gt; to come so she could eat our leftovers (HAHAS. we aint that mean! i mean the food we left for her). The guys left for home while me &amp; Grace headed to the &lt;strong&gt;British Council&lt;/strong&gt; to register. The damn Placement test was so damn easy. &amp;amp; Grace finally got it into her head that she should have bigger handwriting. Cause she actually got a 69 but it was cause the lady couldnt see her handwriting, but gave her a chance so remarked it till she got a 73. I got a 75. Can you imagine, cause they cant read your handwriting, it'll determine your B3 &amp;amp; A2. TSKTSK. Cant wait for our classes to start in July (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-111271076029327324?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/111271076029327324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=111271076029327324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/111271076029327324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/111271076029327324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2005/04/turntable-mad-caddies-no-hope-ahhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-111236911321018099</id><published>2005-04-01T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T23:25:13.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable _ less than jake ; the science of selling yourself short&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY APRIL FOOLS DAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best pranker award goes to &lt;strong&gt;JON&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;My gosh, he fooled &lt;strong&gt;Mr Richard Koh&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; so many people in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SCENE #01;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5c3 was walking back to class &amp; Jon decided to play a prank. He fainted &amp;amp; Richard Koh rushed to his aid. He knelt down &amp; shook Jon saying, "Are you okay, Jon? Jon?" After a few seconds of shaking, Jon opened his eyes &amp;amp; said, "HAPPY APRIL FOOL'S DAY!" Mr Richard Koh face flushed so red, he looked like the red traffic light. LMAO! Im gonna torment him during my next maths lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SCENE #02;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bell had just rung &amp; everyone was leaving their classes. Jon came into my class asking all those who wanted to watch a show to come out ASAP. He went down to the 2nd floor &amp;amp; it started. He &amp; Haikal started fighting and scolding each other. Then, the extras were pretending to hold them back. And then, Haikal 'punched' &amp;amp; 'kicked' Jon till Jon couldnt get up anymore. You should have seen the faces on the many gullible students, i fell down laughing! After 30s or so, Jon jumped out &amp; shouted "APRIL FOOL'S EVERYBODY!", followed by applause from the sec5s (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my, im starting to &lt;3 April Fool's day.&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, i must wait for next year's one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Thanks to those who made me realise that im so stupid. Hahahahs. So, i will crash JC. Or maybe. On one hand im super lazy, on the other, i wanna see cute guys.  Ahhh, finally a place where cute guys can congregate. Unlike my school which is ZERO handsome/cute guys territory. Ugh \x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-111236911321018099?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/111236911321018099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=111236911321018099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/111236911321018099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/111236911321018099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2005/04/turntable-less-than-jake-science-of.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-111219184007582327</id><published>2005-03-30T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T22:10:40.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable _ switchfoot ; the beautiful letdown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOW TO BE IRRITATING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so take everything.... = me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what will happen next..... = grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so take everything &amp; leave me scrambling says:&lt;br /&gt;i sHaLl bE irRitAtinG &amp;amp; tyPe uP doWn uP dOwn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so take everything &amp; leave me scrambling says:&lt;br /&gt;lMaO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what will happen next ; i don't wanna know. says:&lt;br /&gt;oMfG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so take everything &amp; leave me scrambling says:&lt;br /&gt;sTuPid aRviN gOt 2 tiX fOr siMplE plAn cOnceRt toDay.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; hE nVr go leHhXx.&lt;br /&gt;cAusE nO oNe pEi hiM gO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what will happen next ; i don't wanna know. says:&lt;br /&gt;WTF .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what will happen next ; i don't wanna know. says:&lt;br /&gt;-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so take everything &amp; leave me scrambling says:&lt;br /&gt;hE iS sHo sTupId loHhHxx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so take everything &amp;amp; leave me scrambling says:&lt;br /&gt;( i sound soo fucking stupid)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got such a great response for posting that stupid article up. Wasnt it so hillarious? I loved it when he said he vomitted. HA HA HA. Yes, serves him right for surfing porn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, just 2 days ago (or actually a day ago), i felt that bloody tremor. At first, i thought my bed was rocking cause i just got on. But when &lt;strong&gt;Max&lt;/strong&gt; said he felt it too, i freaked out. Put down the phone &amp; rushed out to see my brother &amp;amp; father staring at my parent's room's chandelier - it was rocking so vigorously. By then, i was at &lt;strong&gt;'SUPER FREAK OUT'&lt;/strong&gt; mode cause my whole body was shaking. I did get 'traumatised' for a little while but finally got over it. Im just worried that a tsunami would come &amp; sink the whole of &lt;strong&gt;Singapore&lt;/strong&gt;. ): But, i think too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well, the school announced at 0130pm that the 'first 3 months' JC thing is still ON. I was so fucking excited when i heard the news cause then, i would really study damn hard for my prelims so i can crash &lt;strong&gt;CJC&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;strong&gt;SAJC&lt;/strong&gt;. But sadly, only after 5 minutes of being happy, i realised i didnt have L1R5 - cause of my &lt;strong&gt;CL B&lt;/strong&gt;. Darn it. Oh well, i can spend my time working &amp; earning $$ &amp;amp; see more cute guys of different ages at the same time instead of drooling away at cute boys in &lt;strong&gt;CJC&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;strong&gt;SAJC&lt;/strong&gt;. So..... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IN YOUR FACE GRACE&lt;/span&gt;. ha ha ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-111219184007582327?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/111219184007582327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=111219184007582327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/111219184007582327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/111219184007582327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2005/03/turntable-switchfoot-beautiful-letdown.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-111200834503830747</id><published>2005-03-28T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T19:16:42.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>From &lt;a href="http://www.weirdspot.com"&gt;weridspot.com &lt;/a&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Teen Horrified after Downloading Porn Movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;AN OHIO teen was severely traumatized after discovering the stars of a downloaded porno flick were none other than his own parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timmy Shannon, 17, recalls the moment that scarred him for life. "I was like five minutes into this porno called Horny House Wives 4, when I thought to myself, 'Hey, that couch looks exactly like the one I'm sitting on. Oh crap, it is!' I remember the horror overcoming me when I realized the woman bent over that couch was my mother, and the guy giving it to her was my father. I instantly pulled my pants back up and vomited."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timmy's parents, "Captain Throbberson" and "Gina Jiggles," as they were credited in the film, believe that their son needs to grow up and get over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tim's mother and I are completely comfortable with our sexuality. I think our son's a little scared he might learn a move or two from his old man."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While his family seems to be in turmoil, Timmy admits that future family gatherings will probably be a little uncomfortable. "Call me crazy, but it's going to be pretty hard trying to enjoy a nice Thanksgiving dinner knowing that your parents have probably done it all up and down the dining room table!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-111200834503830747?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/111200834503830747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=111200834503830747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/111200834503830747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/111200834503830747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2005/03/from-weridspot.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-111176100720199705</id><published>2005-03-25T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T22:30:07.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable _ saosin ; 7 years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, i can update about something important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SPORTS DAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cloudy day, unlike the last 3 sports days. Didnt get sunburnt thats for sure. However, it was so embarassing to see NgeeAnn lose like that after being champions for dontknowhowmany years straight. Had a more enjoyable time watching the immature sec1 students, or rather &lt;strong&gt;'BangBang Boy'&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; &lt;strong&gt;'Fat-lip'&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; those &lt;strong&gt;Sec1 bitchy girl bunch&lt;/strong&gt;. Ahhhhh, some funny stuff but im so lazy to write. &amp; we finally got to see &lt;strong&gt;Weilun&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;strong&gt;Weiliat's&lt;/strong&gt; little brother). He's actually kinda cute, in a short &amp;amp; a lil' chubby way. Went to &lt;strong&gt;parkway&lt;/strong&gt; to eat after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MEET THE PARENTS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, some i rumaged through my closet for about an hour just to figure out what to wear. Wore the most decent thing i could find. \x Met &lt;strong&gt;Max&lt;/strong&gt; at his workplace &amp; left for &lt;strong&gt;Jumbo&lt;/strong&gt; at &lt;strong&gt;Serangoon Country Club&lt;/strong&gt;. Stupid boyfriend left his hp at his workplace. Anyways, met the parents &amp;amp; ate stuff which i dont usually ate &amp; right now, im feeling sick. They ordered &lt;strong&gt;Chilli Crab, Yam, Mee Goreng, Fried Rice, Vegetables &amp;amp; Fruits.&lt;/strong&gt; Stupid boyfriend told his parents i &lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt; eating yam &lt;strong&gt;BUT I DONT EAT YAM AT ALL&lt;/strong&gt;. I had to stuff down 2 pieces of yam just to give face. Ugh, &amp; being a noob at eating crabs&amp;amp;lobsters, his &lt;strong&gt;dad&lt;/strong&gt; had to help me crack open the claw so i could eat. His parents are funny though, asking me if &lt;strong&gt;Max&lt;/strong&gt; is very blur when he's with me &amp; whatever. They gave me a lift home. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it didnt go perfectly, but i loved it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Im so glad i went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REPLIES_&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keshia ; hahahhas. it didnt go so bad afterall. (: you gotta tell me about your first meet-the-parents session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alane ; thanks. (x &amp;amp; no probs about the friendster thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-111176100720199705?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/111176100720199705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=111176100720199705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/111176100720199705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/111176100720199705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2005/03/turntable-saosin-7-years-finally-i-can.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-111133111951293171</id><published>2005-03-20T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T23:05:19.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable _ new found glory ; i dont wanna know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually did update yesterday&lt;br /&gt;but my computer just hanged on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YESTERDAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the &lt;strong&gt;Adidas warehouse sale&lt;/strong&gt; in the morning with &lt;strong&gt;Babyboy, Joelteo, Muahwee, Joshua &amp; Shaun&lt;/strong&gt;. Bought &lt;strong&gt;trainers&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; a &lt;strong&gt;sports top&lt;/strong&gt;. Lunch at &lt;strong&gt;Fish&amp;co&lt;/strong&gt;. with the gang - &lt;strong&gt;Grace, Ch, Russell, Jon, Alf&lt;/strong&gt; with additions of &lt;strong&gt;Jiayi &amp;amp; her friend&lt;/strong&gt;. [Oh btw, &lt;strong&gt;Russell&lt;/strong&gt; pierced his tongue already. Am gonna pierce in June, i hope.] Headed to &lt;strong&gt;Cine&lt;/strong&gt; to chill while waiting for &lt;strong&gt;Weiliat&lt;/strong&gt; to come. &lt;strong&gt;Me &amp; bee&lt;/strong&gt; left early cause i had to attend my cousin's birthday dinner while he attended some wedding dinner. And as usual, once we reached, my Dad &lt;strong&gt;HAD&lt;/strong&gt; to carry one of the twins. They are growing so big now &amp;amp; cuter by the minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/nephews.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my younger nephew - &lt;strong&gt;Biyang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(the older one was sleeping way too much)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TODAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met &lt;strong&gt;bee&lt;/strong&gt; for dinner. Walked around &lt;strong&gt;parkway &lt;/strong&gt;- bought &lt;strong&gt;Rotiboy &amp; Famous Amos Cookies&lt;/strong&gt;. He at &lt;strong&gt;ban mian&lt;/strong&gt; at &lt;strong&gt;Roxy&lt;/strong&gt;. &amp;amp; guess what? He just told me his parents want me to go for dinner with them on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how i &lt;strong&gt;DREAD&lt;/strong&gt; meeting the parents.&lt;br /&gt;Not that i dont like them.&lt;br /&gt;Its just that i get too scared, i might just pee in my pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. I need a &lt;strong&gt;Personal Trainer&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; to &lt;strong&gt;Alane&lt;/strong&gt;, Dont we all. Whoever doesnt, they've committed a horrible sin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-111133111951293171?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/111133111951293171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=111133111951293171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/111133111951293171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/111133111951293171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2005/03/turntable-new-found-glory-i-dont-wanna.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-111114234732278152</id><published>2005-03-18T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T18:39:07.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;bold whatever is true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;01. I have kissed someone of the same sex on the lips.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02. I see/saw a therapist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;03. I'm the youngest child.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04. I like sharks.&lt;br /&gt;05. I did love my gauged earrings.(hehe just checking to make sure you guys are paying attention. haha)&lt;br /&gt;06. I wear black eyeliner every day.&lt;br /&gt;07. I am extremely influenced by kindness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;08. I love to write,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strike&gt; even though I think I suck at it.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09. I can't live without lipgloss.&lt;br /&gt;10. I'm probably emotionally scarred.&lt;br /&gt;11. I lived in Tahoe.&lt;br /&gt;12. I spend money I don't have.&lt;br /&gt;13. I'll be in college for over 4 years. I would like to get a high degree, so i plan on being in school for a while. (I guess?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. I love designer handbags.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. I've had a concussion before.&lt;br /&gt;16. I'm not good with confrontation. Unless standing up for something i believe in.&lt;br /&gt;17. I loved the Backstreet Boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. I have more than a couple of horrible memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;19. I'm addicted to Degrassi.&lt;br /&gt;20. I've tried writing poetry before but it sucked.&lt;br /&gt;22. I'm not a fan of rap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23. I love taking pictures.&lt;br /&gt;24. I hate people who are fake. well hate is a strong word, more like i lose respect for people that are fake.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25. I can be mean when I want to.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. When I allow myself to get close to people, I get very attached.&lt;br /&gt;27. I am bisexual.&lt;br /&gt;28. I have way too many pairs of shoes. you can NEVER have too many pairs of shoes&lt;br /&gt;29. I was into Hot Wheels as a child.&lt;br /&gt;30. I dress how I feel that day.&lt;br /&gt;31. My room is painted a colour other than white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;32. I cry very easily.... depending on the situation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;33. I'm always early.&lt;br /&gt;34. I barely ever study for tests.&lt;br /&gt;35. My birthday is my favourite holiday.&lt;br /&gt;36. I have too many clothes for my closet/dresser.&lt;br /&gt;37. I am a morning person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;38. I wish I was smarter.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. I believe that it is wrong to be gay.&lt;br /&gt;39 I want to shoot anyone who made 39 Bold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;40. I don't blame gay people for being gay.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. No one really knows me....well a few people&lt;br /&gt;42. I don't have many bad hair days.&lt;br /&gt;43. I sometimes fight with my parents... more like all of the time. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;44. I am passionate about my interests.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;45. I have had the chicken pox.&lt;br /&gt;46. I'm a hopeless romantic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;47. I feel empty sometimes. Sometimes? More like constantly.&lt;br /&gt;48. I am/was clinically depressed at a point in my life.&lt;br /&gt;49. I am no longer depressed because of medication. FUCK MEDICATION!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;50. I am very outgoing. Most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;51. Christmas/Chaunaka is my favorite holiday.&lt;br /&gt;52. I can be very insecure.&lt;br /&gt;53. I don't notice it, but I'm told I'm very softspoken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;54. I hate ignorant people. Hell yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;55. I love the colour yellow. pastel yellow mostly&lt;br /&gt;56. I love guys/girls that play the guitar.&lt;br /&gt;57. I state the obvious. Constantly. My nickname isn't Captain Obvious for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;58. I'm a moody person.&lt;br /&gt;59. I sometimes have a low self-confidence.&lt;br /&gt;60. I've contemplated suicide. A lot.&lt;br /&gt;61. I hate cleaning my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;62. I tend to get jealous. Well sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;63. I like to play video XBOX games.&lt;br /&gt;64. I love John Mayer.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. I get more upset when I see an animal hurt than a person.&lt;br /&gt;66. I'm a vegetarian/vegan/don't eat meat.&lt;br /&gt;67. I've had a crush on a teacher before.&lt;br /&gt;68. I am too forgiving.&lt;br /&gt;70. I have a good sense of direction. Most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;71. I'm happy with my life most of the time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;72. I've played a musical instrument for more than 5 years.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. I can function perfectly well without a girlfriend/boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;74. I love kisses on the ear.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. I love the colour blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;76. I don't sew.&lt;br /&gt;77. I am not addicted to drugs&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;78. I wear contacts.&lt;br /&gt;79. I don't really care about politics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;80. I hate Bush, but I have reasons to justify it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. I don't take criticism well.&lt;br /&gt;82. Conformity is stupid.&lt;br /&gt;83. I love Colin Farrell.&lt;br /&gt;84. Rocker/skate boys/chicks turn me on. Though i dont really look at "what they are" i do admit, i find most skate/rocker people to be really cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;85. I love my family.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;86. I don't mind getting shots.&lt;br /&gt;87. I am a perfectionist when it comes to certain things.&lt;br /&gt;88. I always wanted to learn to play the guitar/drums.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. I can be too hard on myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;90. I don't believe that premarital sex is wrong.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. I don't like my nose.&lt;br /&gt;92. I am very religious.&lt;br /&gt;93. I still act like a little kid.&lt;br /&gt;94. I am ridiculously indecisive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;95. I believe in a higher power or some form of an afterlife.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;96. I love music.&lt;br /&gt;97. I'm in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;98. I have problems letting go of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;99. Ashlee Simpson is &lt;strike&gt;awesome.&lt;/strike&gt; i like her music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;100. I don't really like ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;101. If I can make you laugh, then im being myself.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;102. I still love Hanson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;103. I'm really good at lying, and at keeping secrets. For the most part.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;104. I think the judgement of others is wrong, though i acknowledge that it occurs and everyone does it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;105. I love The Used Yes, I admit it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-111114234732278152?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/111114234732278152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=111114234732278152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/111114234732278152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/111114234732278152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2005/03/bold-whatever-is-true.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-111112052237457584</id><published>2005-03-18T12:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T12:35:22.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear God,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for creating me &amp; all the wonders of this earth, especially &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Max&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Lord, despite all the constant bickering we go through, i still love him oh so much. &amp; i know You let him come into my life for a reason. For he has shown me how to be myself &amp;amp; never look down on myself. But Lord, i pray that you be beside him in whatever difficulties he faces at home, at work or even with me. Dear Lord, i hope You grant him the ability to stay strong &amp; to have constant determination. Lord, he needs You as much as i do just that he doesnt see it yet. I hope he finally knows that he is always perfect in Your Eyes &amp;amp; that You can truely help him. Dear Lord, I pray that you give me the courage as i help him through whatever he faces in the future. I pray that no matter what happens, he will love me &amp; i him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray &amp;amp; ask all these in Jesus name,&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-111112052237457584?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/111112052237457584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=111112052237457584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/111112052237457584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/111112052237457584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2005/03/dear-god-thank-you-for-creating-me-ask.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-111098394830273247</id><published>2005-03-16T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T22:41:28.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable _ hidden in plain view ; eyes like a target&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to &lt;strong&gt;Queensway&lt;/strong&gt; with &lt;strong&gt;baby&lt;/strong&gt; cause i wanted to buy sports shoes OR street soccer shoes but failed to buy any which i could wear to school too. He bought street soccer shoes &amp; a shirt though. Left for &lt;strong&gt;orchard&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; caught &lt;em&gt;Spongebob Squarepants : The Movie&lt;/em&gt; (&lt;em&gt;In Good Company&lt;/em&gt; was too late). Great show i must say, funny as hell cause spongebob is super dumb. Walked around till around 8. He had to go somewhere for his &lt;strong&gt;Dad's&lt;/strong&gt; birthday dinner. Left for home in bus 36 &amp; overheard a very interesting conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scene - Bus 36, Right at the back of the bus&lt;br /&gt;The people - Me (obviously) &amp;amp; this whole bunch of boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NoisyBoy #01: ****** is a porn addict.&lt;br /&gt;NoisyBoy #02: I started in Sec 1, i think&lt;br /&gt;QuietBoy #01: Aiyah, dont talk about it here. *Points at me*&lt;br /&gt;*All start pushing each other towards me*&lt;br /&gt;Me (thinking to myself): oh God, please save me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 5 minutes of pointless conversation, they start talking about masturbation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NoisyBoy #01: I never knew about it till secondary school.&lt;br /&gt;NoisyBoy #02: Sure not? ***** say he started in primary school.&lt;br /&gt;NoisyBoy #01: Once i knew about it, i everyday do. That's why i retained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and blahblahblah.... they go on &amp; on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How freakingly retarded small boys are nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i hope he retains again (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REPLIES_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;keshia ; ohhhh. cant wait! i bet im gonna love your layout. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LT ; dont worry. i DO study, unlike my brother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-111098394830273247?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/111098394830273247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=111098394830273247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/111098394830273247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/111098394830273247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2005/03/turntable-hidden-in-plain-view-eyes.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-111089745507219102</id><published>2005-03-15T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T22:37:35.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable _ coheed &amp; cambria ; blood red summer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YESTERDAY//&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had breakfast at &lt;strong&gt;baby's&lt;/strong&gt; place &amp; left for his hair appointment at around 1pm. Let me just note that the fucking people there are so fucking unfriendly, i wish i could have smacked that &lt;strong&gt;swollen-eyed girl&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; that &lt;strong&gt;gay fag&lt;/strong&gt;. SHEESH. Left to meet &lt;strong&gt;Muahwee, Arvin, Joel Leong &amp;amp; Teo, Justin &amp; Joshua&lt;/strong&gt; for &lt;em&gt;Assult on Precinct 13&lt;/em&gt;. Great show really. Dont believe what &lt;strong&gt;Justin&lt;/strong&gt; says cause he didnt get the show at all. Met &lt;strong&gt;Bestie &amp;amp; Shaun&lt;/strong&gt; after that and went for dinner. Slacked around alot cause they had to fag so damn much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TODAY//&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanged out at &lt;strong&gt;baby's&lt;/strong&gt; place the whole day. Reached too late for breakfast so i forced him to go to the nearby shopping mall (alone) to buy &lt;strong&gt;KFC&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; rent DVDs. He rented &lt;em&gt;KungFu Hustle&lt;/em&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;em&gt;The Notebook&lt;/em&gt;. Both &lt;strong&gt;GREAT&lt;/strong&gt; shows i tell you. Cooked dinner (which sucked quite abit) &amp; i left for home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REPLIES_&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keshia &amp; alaney ; a big THANK YOU to yall (x loving your layouts too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LT ; yes, i do have alot of spare time. when im not studying or out or packing my room or watching tv or studying or listening to music or dancing in my room or studying.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-111089745507219102?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/111089745507219102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=111089745507219102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/111089745507219102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/111089745507219102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2005/03/turntable-coheed-yes-i-do-have-alot-of.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-111072157757204895</id><published>2005-03-13T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T21:46:17.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable _ hidden in plain view ; 20 below&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so i lied.&lt;br /&gt;I have to blog today cause it's an eventful one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed at home the whole day &amp; did 'spring cleaning' in my room. Cleared up about half of that white cupboard filled with &lt;strong&gt;Sec1-3 JUNK&lt;/strong&gt; - about 8 bags full of rubbish (that sounds awfully familiar).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, i found a letter my mum wrote to me in Sec2. I can still remember that morning: It was the day after my &lt;strong&gt;Grandma&lt;/strong&gt; passed away &amp; i was feeling so damn sucky in school thus, i didnt wanna go. But i was forced by my &lt;strong&gt;mum&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; we somewhat quarrelled. I came back from school that afternoon &amp; saw a letter on my bed. Cried whilst reading it. I still did actually, after reading it today. I know my mum loves me a hell lot &amp;amp; i love her too, though we have arguements here &amp; there. I've always admired my mum's strength &amp;amp; her perseverence. Up till now, she's still studying (due to the fact she had to work to help her family when she was young &amp; did not have a chance to go to Uni). &lt;strong&gt;RAHHH&lt;/strong&gt;. MUM, if you ever read this, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I LOVE YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i changed my layout! (:&lt;br /&gt;ohhhh wee, its been an eventful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEST YET,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;baby's&lt;/strong&gt; taking mon, tues, wed, sat &amp;amp; sun off next week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-111072157757204895?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/111072157757204895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=111072157757204895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/111072157757204895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/111072157757204895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2005/03/turntable-hidden-in-plain-view-20.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-111069347564277078</id><published>2005-03-13T13:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T13:59:05.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;current obsession _ alexisonfire ; that girl possessed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont expect many updates cause the hols are here. I'll be out too much, i hope. (: Got loads to catch up with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&amp;Saturday//&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met &lt;strong&gt;Max&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; walked around. He bought me a &lt;strong&gt;Reebok Jacket&lt;/strong&gt; which i LOVE. went to &lt;strong&gt;sushi tei&lt;/strong&gt; for lunch (which actually filled us till dinner) &amp; watched &lt;strong&gt;Hitch&lt;/strong&gt; at around 0930. Went straight to &lt;strong&gt;Grace's&lt;/strong&gt; place &amp;amp; stayed over. &lt;strong&gt;Ch&lt;/strong&gt; was there too (well, duh!). Slept at around 1am &amp; woke up at 11. We all lazed around in bed until lunch. After lunch, we watched &lt;strong&gt;LOTR : The Two Towers&lt;/strong&gt;. &amp;amp; yes, &lt;strong&gt;Grace&lt;/strong&gt; is starting to love the show. I told you &lt;strong&gt;Legolas&lt;/strong&gt; is wayyy handsome. Ate dinner. Looked through funny pictures in her computer and me &amp;amp; my baby left for home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be lazing around todays. There's nothing to do. I may consider packing up my room for a change but that'll depend on my mood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-111069347564277078?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/111069347564277078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=111069347564277078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/111069347564277078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/111069347564277078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2005/03/current-obsession-alexisonfire-that.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-111046568328381370</id><published>2005-03-10T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T22:41:23.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable _ mariah carey ; it's like that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results are out tomorrow but this is what i know (without the extra additions):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English: P1 - 19/30 P2 - 24/50 ; OVERALL- 53 [C6]&lt;br /&gt;Maths: 57 [C5]&lt;br /&gt;History: 17/25 , Social Studies: 14/25 ; OVERALL- 62 [B4]&lt;br /&gt;Physics: 40/50 , Chemistry: 33/50 ; OVERALL - 73 [A2]&lt;br /&gt;Accounts: 83 [A1]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its unbelievable that i did so well for my physics. And i did so badly for english. ohh how much i &lt;strong&gt;HATE DETEST &amp; WISH TO KILL ASSRINA.&lt;/strong&gt; What a fucking stupid teacher she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, she doesnt give back our CA1 Paper 1 test. And when she FINALLY gives it back, me &amp; mungek dont get ours. So we wait for her after school to get them, she tells us to wait 15 mins. We wait &amp;amp; she doesnt show. And when we go find her, she says TOMORROW. Fuck. So we wait. And the next day she doesnt give back our Paper1&amp;2 though she said she would. And so me &amp;amp; mg finally get our paper 1 today BUT she fails to give back to the class our paper 2. Worst still, she tells us, at the last minute, that we have to do a 2nd compo to be added into our progress cards WHICH are suppose to be given TOMORROW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive done the damn compo on the computer &amp; printed it out. So if she doesnt accept it, it aint my freaking problem cause &lt;strong&gt;AT LEAST I DID IT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I WISH TO KILL HER.&lt;br /&gt;DIE BITCH DIE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bro &amp; i have been bitching about her to my parents, &amp;amp; i told keshia bout it. She really is one weird teacher.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-111046568328381370?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/111046568328381370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=111046568328381370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/111046568328381370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/111046568328381370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2005/03/turntable-mariah-carey-its-like-that.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-111018141461735555</id><published>2005-03-07T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T15:43:34.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable _ alexisonfire ; pulmonary archery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;What an amazing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ly boring day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It rained in the morning, just as i had walked up towards the hall. Went back to class &amp; my &lt;strong&gt;mugging partner&lt;/strong&gt; was telling me about her day. (: VL was totally boring so we (me, mungek, russell &amp;amp; liat) started talking about what we saw on &lt;strong&gt;BigBoys&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; stuff. We got back our &lt;strong&gt;History&lt;/strong&gt; paper after that - i got a 17/25 (highest was jonathon 18/25). Reading, Recess &amp;amp; A free period! Bloody &lt;strong&gt;ASSrina&lt;/strong&gt; came to school to say something &amp; left cause her maid's sick or whatever. &lt;strong&gt;EXCUSES&lt;/strong&gt;. tsktsk. Talked about our family &amp;amp; stuff during English, like what our family's like &amp; shit. Hahahahhas. Alot of funny stuff. Had chinese B &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;SCHOOL'S OVER&lt;/strong&gt;. But i went over to 5c3 to chill cause they're last period was english. Was talking to &lt;strong&gt;grace&lt;/strong&gt; but after it got boring, we decided to talk to &lt;strong&gt;Jiji&lt;/strong&gt;. She's&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; the Guru&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp; spent the last few minutes listening to her 'encounters'. (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am going to study history with &lt;strong&gt;grace&lt;/strong&gt; laters. We seem to be mugging every other day, i cant believe it. I really wanna get really well for my O levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REPLIES_&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leon ; i shall listen to more EMO/SCREAMO/EMOCORE. hahahhas. i most certainly will. anyways, i hope by starting early it'll help me for my Os. i HOPE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-111018141461735555?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/111018141461735555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=111018141461735555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/111018141461735555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/111018141461735555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2005/03/turntable-alexisonfire-pulmonary.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110994557309652709</id><published>2005-03-04T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T22:12:53.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable _ funeral for a friend ; moments forever faded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you think 23 days is very long?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REPLIES_&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss keshia ; hahhas. i love my spycam. (: im taking chinese B since im a noob in chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leon ; the typical bad boy, yes? lmao. but still, congratulations. you did kinda well (compared to others who studied hard) even though you did all those stuff. me? ive started mugging really hard already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alaney ; i was sooo disgusted by that porno guy. i wanted to stand next to the glass panel &amp; stare at his screen to freak him out. lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LT ; yes, i only take pictures of stupid people. including myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110994557309652709?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110994557309652709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110994557309652709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110994557309652709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110994557309652709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2005/03/turntable-funeral-for-friend-moments.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110977519304630511</id><published>2005-03-02T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T22:53:13.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable _ saosin ; mookie's last christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So alone in class today cause &lt;strong&gt;Mungek&lt;/strong&gt; didnt come. That dumb girl ditched me for her comfy bed. RAHH. \x Went for lunch at &lt;strong&gt;Tmart's&lt;/strong&gt; foodcourt and &lt;strong&gt;me&amp;grace&lt;/strong&gt; started coming up with our "sign" language. (: Went home to bathe &amp;amp; change, and then off to &lt;strong&gt;BK&lt;/strong&gt; to study with &lt;strong&gt;grace&lt;/strong&gt;. Did so much &amp; almost froze to death there. Bought &lt;strong&gt;hagendaz&lt;/strong&gt; icecream (yes, i know it aint spelt like that, HELP ME) &amp;amp; starting chatting at the playground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PICTURES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ive collected over the past few days:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/pornguy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw this stupid guy going into so many porn sites at asteroids. &amp; the dumbest thing? he was sitting next to the glass panel so everyone outside could see what he was doing. SHEESH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/retardedcouple.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how the hell does the girl study with the guy's arm wrapped around her like that? its so damn retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/freakyman.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guy in business clothes &amp;amp; bag AKA freaky man comes &amp; sits on one of the kiddie thingies lil' kids sit on to play. he starts rocking back &amp;amp; forth &amp; back &amp;amp; forth. and whilst rocking, he STARES at me &amp; grace. HOW FREAKY IS THAT CAN?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REPLIES_&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leon ; you got 22?! omg. i promise myself i will NOT get a 20 over. &amp; anyways, i only have 5 subjects left (since i dont do chinese) so L1R4 CANNOT get over 20. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alaney ; thanks girl! appreciate the advance greeting. (: good luck to you toos! -smwahhs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110977519304630511?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110977519304630511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110977519304630511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110977519304630511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110977519304630511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2005/03/turntable-saosin-mookies-last.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110960099886786164</id><published>2005-02-28T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T22:32:00.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable _ TBS ; a decade under the influence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dreaded O level results were released today. You should have seen the anxiety on my classmates faces, those who were taking O level subjects last year that is. Especially &lt;strong&gt;Russell&lt;/strong&gt;, who regretted a little too late on not bringing a mathematical set &amp; calculator for the Maths Paper 2, was almost pissing in his pants. Went into the hall &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;Weiliat&lt;/strong&gt; got his results and the first thing that happened? &lt;strong&gt;HE FELL DOWN.&lt;/strong&gt; I thought he almost fainted! But no, he was just overjoyed. That nasty bugger got an A1 for his O level maths - proves he's smart in ONLY maths. (: &lt;strong&gt;Russ &amp; Ch&lt;/strong&gt; got a B4. Scanned around the hall &amp;amp; saw countless number of people crying. However, it was only after &lt;strong&gt;Jasmine Lee&lt;/strong&gt; did a dramatic &lt;em&gt;"Jie..."&lt;/em&gt; &amp; hugged me tightly whilst she cried that the importance of the O levels sank in. I wanted to cry, how emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I SHALL GO STUDY AFTER THIS.&lt;/u&gt; (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To: Bee, Paulynn, Genevieve &amp;amp; all the St. Gabs guys.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Congratulations &lt;/span&gt;to all, even if you did good or bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110960099886786164?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110960099886786164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110960099886786164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110960099886786164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110960099886786164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2005/02/turntable-tbs-decade-under-influence_28.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110943304612901314</id><published>2005-02-26T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T23:50:46.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable _ alexisonfire ; polaroids of polar bears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched &lt;em&gt;Lemony Snickets - A Series of Unfortunate Events&lt;/em&gt; today. Very funny i must say, eccentric in its own way. &lt;strong&gt;Jim Carrey's&lt;/strong&gt; acting never fails to amuse me. Had dinner at &lt;strong&gt;Macdonalds&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; headed to &lt;strong&gt;Pacific Plaza&lt;/strong&gt; to hang - which is basically doing nothing at all. &lt;strong&gt;Max&lt;/strong&gt; left early for some farewell dinner his workplace had for his colleague.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised i have not done my &lt;strong&gt;physics TYS&lt;/strong&gt; or even started my studying for my &lt;strong&gt;history&lt;/strong&gt; test, which is on monday. I shall start later. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How irritating it is when people cant keep secrets to themselves. They dont respect anybody. Worst still, dont you hate it when your enemy knows? I wish to scold that person but being angry is just too tiring, &amp; besides i cant [personal obligation]. People's personal lives arent meant to be told to the &lt;em&gt;'brotherhood'&lt;/em&gt;. &amp;amp; fuckit, some aint true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REPLIES_&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alaney ; well, i havent thought about that but im still considering the whole tattoo thing. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LT ; please do, i would like to see her. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leon ; results are on monday, i wish you all the best. did you even study? lmao. anyhoos, its just under consideration since i know my parents are dead against it &amp; i dont know if i have the cash &amp;amp; if i can stand the pain. yes, i am a wimp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;michelle ; mygosh, im repeating for the third time. im still considering. piercing my tongue though, is a closing into the 'maybe' section of my 'to do' list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110943304612901314?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110943304612901314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110943304612901314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110943304612901314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110943304612901314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2005/02/turntable-alexisonfire-polaroids-of.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110923411275108354</id><published>2005-02-24T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T16:35:12.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable _ avenged sevenfold ; chapter 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had the usual day at school. &lt;strong&gt;Accounts, chemistry, MAD thursday, recess, physics, english &amp; maths&lt;/strong&gt;. I love MAD thursdays - music, exercise &amp; dancing. Its exhilarating to see the girls dancing their butts off, while the guys cluster in one big group &lt;strong&gt;trying&lt;/strong&gt; to dance. Notice the word "trying". Had my english paper 1 test (finally!) after school. I wrote on &lt;strong&gt;"Write an occasion where you discovered someone with a big talent you never really noticed before."&lt;/strong&gt; or somethinglikethat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was reading &lt;strong&gt;Urban&lt;/strong&gt; just now &amp; read through the article on tattoos. A survey showed that out of the many guys surveyed between the ages 15-50, 50% of them believed tattoos on ladies means they're rude, tough &amp;amp; a sight for sore eyes. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MCPs!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; A tattoo is no longer just a trend that people follow, its more sensual &amp; about how you express yourself. Its no longer just for ahlians or whatsoever, its become more of art than gangsterism. How shallow can they get? Right now, im considering on getting a tattoo after the O levels. A star or a quote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REPLIES_&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LT ; alrights. you mysterious little bugger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leon ; O level results are coming either tomorrow or on monday. how are you getting your results?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;michelle. ; ECK, no. that's too gross. all im afraid of is the pain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110923411275108354?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110923411275108354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110923411275108354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110923411275108354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110923411275108354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2005/02/turntable-avenged-sevenfold-chapter-4.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110908378836348060</id><published>2005-02-22T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T22:49:48.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable _ coheed &amp; cambria ; delirium trigger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am suppose to be studying for that dreaded &lt;strong&gt;social studies&lt;/strong&gt; test i have tomorrow but i have no urge to study at all. &amp; there's also a &lt;strong&gt;maths&lt;/strong&gt; test tomorrow! Oh how secondary school life sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O level results will be out this friday. I cant wait to see the happy or sad faces on my school friends &amp; also, the &lt;strong&gt;gabrielites &amp;amp; bestie&lt;/strong&gt;. I have the feeling i'll rush down by cab to see their results cause well, there'll be alot to see. Its funny how 4 years just pass by like that &amp; your friends are getting their results, while you are still slogging away in school. I can't wait for this stupid school year to end &amp;amp; so i can work, &amp; have retail therapy every other day, &amp;amp; buy stuff for everyone i love &amp; maybe - pierce my tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its intriguing on how one can influence another just like that. Like how &lt;strong&gt;Leon's&lt;/strong&gt; been a big influence on my &lt;strong&gt;EMO&lt;/strong&gt; life, &lt;strong&gt;Russel's&lt;/strong&gt; been doing his part to almost convince me to get my tongue pierced together with him. I might just actually consider it but there's that feeling of guilt which will haunt me for the rest of my life cause i know my parents are dead against it. Not that they've said anything about it but i just know. &lt;strong&gt;Parents&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; their usual nagging will drill stuff into your mind like you may get an infection or whatsoever. Oh please, we know very well that we wont go to a place which will give us a swollen tongue, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;REPLIES_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leon ; thanks for the loads of songs! &amp; limewire is great. been downloading the whole day. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alane ; thanks for the songs too babe. yes, another one into emo. its great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LT ; yes, maybe i missed you a couple of times. dont worry, i'll get you one day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110908378836348060?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110908378836348060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110908378836348060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110908378836348060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110908378836348060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2005/02/turntable-coheed-yes-maybe-i-missed.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110899317477818299</id><published>2005-02-21T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T22:34:22.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable _ TBS ; cute without the 'E'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noticed that i havent been updating or even &lt;strong&gt;ONLINE&lt;/strong&gt; much anymore. the laziness kicks in right now. BAHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brief summary of what happened tha past few days:&lt;br /&gt;saturday- &lt;strong&gt;TP&lt;/strong&gt; open house, &lt;strong&gt;hide&amp;seek&lt;/strong&gt; at &lt;strong&gt;cine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday - lunch at suntec's &lt;strong&gt;NYDC&lt;/strong&gt;, dinner at &lt;strong&gt;roxysquare&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today?&lt;br /&gt;had the usual shitty day at school &amp;amp; after school, &lt;strong&gt;max &amp; weiliat&lt;/strong&gt; came over. watched &lt;strong&gt;Wayne's World.&lt;/strong&gt; was suppose to do this stupid PE project but my fucking computer does not have a place to slot in the damn harddisc. i mean, how 90s is that?! &lt;strong&gt;grace &amp;amp; ch&lt;/strong&gt; came over. and blahblahblah, fun fun fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO NOT IN THE MOOD RIGHT NOW.&lt;br /&gt;THIS FUCKING PE PROJECT IS GETTING ON MY NERVES.&lt;br /&gt;LAST YEAR ALSO I DO THE BOARD &amp; PRESENTATION.&lt;br /&gt;NOW? POWERPOINT &amp;amp; PRESENTATION.&lt;br /&gt;OH FINE, BULLY ME LAHHS.&lt;br /&gt;FUCKERS.&lt;br /&gt;I HOPE WE FAIL &amp; YOU ALL CRY.&lt;br /&gt;HA HA HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mygosh, im so sorry about that.&lt;br /&gt;am blasting music to calm my nerves right now.&lt;br /&gt;gees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;REPLIES_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;janicee ; hahahs. i second that statement! ive never seen you with a girl, EVER. just like my brother. tsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LT ; "studies come first.." WHAT A LAME EXCUSE CAN. mygosh, get a girl. its more fun with us around. ha ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leon ; be amazed, the big influence. im going to rush home from school tomorrow to download all i can download. MORE SONGS PLEASE [when you find the time (:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss keshia ; thanks girl! (x i still &lt;3 yours better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110899317477818299?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110899317477818299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110899317477818299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110899317477818299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110899317477818299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2005/02/turntable-tbs-cute-without-e-i-noticed.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110864597225511490</id><published>2005-02-17T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T21:15:20.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable _ michale buble ; home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another day as usual - spent most of the time talking instead of listening to class. sadly, i have tons of tests next week. &lt;strong&gt;english paper 2, accounts, maths &amp; social studies&lt;/strong&gt;. lucky thing i dont have chinese unlike the rest of the class. right now, everyone should call &lt;strong&gt;weiliat&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;acidboy&lt;/span&gt;. cause that stupid boy didnt even realise he touched the &lt;strong&gt;concentrated HCL&lt;/strong&gt; until he picked up a blue litmus paper - it turned red. &amp;amp; another one &amp; another one. you could imagine the shock on &lt;strong&gt;mr koh's&lt;/strong&gt; face &amp;amp; he quickly directed acidboy to the sink. i should become &lt;strong&gt;alkaligirl&lt;/strong&gt; so i can neutralise him. mygoshh, how chemistry can stick in the mind way too long sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a request to inspire my dear lovely &lt;strong&gt;grace&lt;/strong&gt; cause &lt;strong&gt;ASSrina&lt;/strong&gt; asked her to write a compo for the &lt;strong&gt;commenwealth compeition.&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; knowing that &lt;strong&gt;ASSrina&lt;/strong&gt; is the bias bitch that she is, never asked &lt;strong&gt;ONE SINGLE PERSON&lt;/strong&gt; from my class. ugh. anyhoos, she wants to write about &lt;em&gt;'a moment of realisation &amp;amp; growing up'&lt;/em&gt;. well, you can write about how you finally realised that you couldnt live without me. ha ha ha. i cant think right now but i will soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REPLIES_&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leon ; sighes. its a tough world out here. emo emo emo. bahhh. i desperately need that pair of macbeths. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss keshia ; yeahh, it was about gmail. (: thanks for inviting me into in yaas? mine's &lt;a href="mailto:neuroticlove@gmail.com"&gt;neuroticlove@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LT ; i have 3 words for you: GET A GIRL. now. lmao! you should, if not life will be sucha BORE. hahahas. go on, get a girl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110864597225511490?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110864597225511490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110864597225511490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110864597225511490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110864597225511490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2005/02/turntable-michale-buble-home-another.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110853973103020156</id><published>2005-02-16T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T15:42:11.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable_ new found glory ; the story so far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;havent been updating cause im growing lazier by the second. &amp; since i skipped school todays, i might as well update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much happening in school apart from the various tests we have almost everyday. &amp; skipping school todays means i missed the english compo test. oh ha ha ha. lx i dread english lessons now but am still in love with the subject nonetheless. went out with &lt;strong&gt;bestie&lt;/strong&gt; yesterday &amp; she was an hour late! ): went to bugis &amp;amp; we decided to pamper ourselves. i got a pedicure while she got a manicure at &lt;strong&gt;Hollywood Nails&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when something funny/important/worth writing comes up, i shall update again. till then, i shall leave you all with a &lt;strong&gt;"LONG LIVE EMO!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REPLIES_&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leon ; so now i know 2 people into emo. my circle of emo friends is way too small. how do you get to know when there are gigs and stuff? RAHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LT ; were you born sacarstic or did you really mean it? ha ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110853973103020156?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110853973103020156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110853973103020156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110853973103020156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110853973103020156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2005/02/turntable-new-found-glory-story-so-far.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110830613422949366</id><published>2005-02-14T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T21:52:56.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;a special tribue to valentine's day....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As written on &lt;a href="http://www.dictionary.reference.com"&gt;dictionary.com&lt;/a&gt;, the definition of love is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"A deep, tender, ineffable feeling of affection and solicitude toward a person, such as that arising from kinship, recognition of attractive qualities, or a sense of underlying oneness. A feeling of intense desire and attraction toward a person with whom one is disposed to make a pair; the emotion of sex and romance. An intense emotional attachment A person who is the object of deep or intense affection or attraction; beloved. Often used as a term of endearment."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whilst walking home yesterday, i looked up &amp; saw the bright moon in the somewhat dark night sky. I looked down &amp;amp; pondered on how the moon, the sun &amp; earth works. And when i looked up again, the moon was gone. It startled me for awhile until i realised it was merely hidden behind the tall condominiums. Its kind of like our relationship with our loved ones. They arent in sight all the time but somehow you know that they'll still be there, to shine their light onto your darkest hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back on life, ive been such a &lt;strike&gt;bitch&lt;/strike&gt; BITCH on relationships. Firstly, because ive never really been serious in my entire life &amp;amp; secondly, i ended relationships fast. Somehow, i got the pain i deserve after being broken by guys whom i believed loved me for who i was. And after that, i became too afraid to love &amp; to get into a relationship in fear of being hurt again. It tormented me everytime i had an infatuation because just the thought of being in another relationship gave me the creeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after a year &amp;amp; 8 days of being a swinging single, i got into a relationship with a guy i just got to know a month earlier. They say love works in unique ways, and this is definitely one of them. Frankly, this has been my longest relationship ever[we have been together for coming 3 months]. &amp; although i see him very little nowadays due to his work, i still have the feeling that he's always near. Sometimes i ask questions like, "Do you love me?" &amp;amp; although it may sound stupid, i still love it when he say "Of course i do! Why do you ask such a stupid question." It amazes me on how much tolerance he has on me as i just have to be that selfish, bitchy &amp; emotional me. And i always feel guilty when he says, "That's what i like about you. You're just being yourself &amp;amp; not someone i want you to be." I've never seen a guy who can be so understanding, yet so funny &amp; acts childshly [in a good way, that is].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a confession to make. Some nights when i cry, because im afraid about love, i'll take the bear he bought for me in tight embrace. I take its small paws to wipe away my tears because it reminds me of him, wiping my tears away. It may sound silly but it never fails to put a smile on my face. The rare times we fight always make me feel so broken inside but still, i know he still loves me &amp;amp; i him. I guess its some mutual understanding we have within us. Its undescribable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can never be the perfect girlfriend every guy dreams of. All i can be is me. Have a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Happy Valentine's Day &lt;/span&gt;bee. &amp;amp; to all the rest of the world out there, regardless of you being single or attached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;shall reply on the next entry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and yes, IM SO LOVING EMO! (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110830613422949366?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110830613422949366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110830613422949366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110830613422949366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110830613422949366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2005/02/special-tribue-to-valentines-day.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110827858969391261</id><published>2005-02-13T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T15:09:49.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable _ yellowcard ; violins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VDAY CELEBRATION&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i reached park mall at around 1230 but it was 0140 by the time everyone reached. hahas. pple who went? &lt;strong&gt;me, max, grace, chernhaw, russell, nicole, weiliat, ziyan &amp; jon&lt;/strong&gt;. ate at &lt;strong&gt;fish&amp;amp;co&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; played &lt;strong&gt;billards&lt;/strong&gt; at &lt;strong&gt;parklane&lt;/strong&gt;. yes, under &lt;strong&gt;max's&lt;/strong&gt; "BIG" influence, they all learnt billards. time consuming game but logically in a way. &lt;strong&gt;nicole&lt;/strong&gt; left early &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;ziyan&lt;/strong&gt; left for &lt;strong&gt;vall's&lt;/strong&gt; place so the rest of us made our way to max's crib. mygosh, there were &lt;strong&gt;TONS&lt;/strong&gt; of people there. eurasians, fillipinos, singaporeans with a very strong american accent &amp; little kiddos everywhere! (: his parents are seriously funny people, especially his &lt;strong&gt;dad&lt;/strong&gt;. we slacked mostly in his room &amp;amp; gambled. &lt;strong&gt;bee &amp; me&lt;/strong&gt; won $10 together, despite starting off with very little. hahahhas. when we finally left, his &lt;strong&gt;dad&lt;/strong&gt; was being the joker &amp;amp; said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"max! why dont you send [looks around &amp; points towards me] HER home?!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mygosh. its strange how his &lt;strong&gt;dad&lt;/strong&gt; knows even though he didnt tell him at all! rahhhhh. meeting the parents went alright i guess. hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REPLIES_&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LT ; happy chinese new year to you too! thanks. &amp; i wish you good luck in everything you do toos. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leon ; yesyes! LONG LIVE THE USED!! (: emo is great but i dont really know any people into emo apart from you i guess. no one else to talk to it about. lmao. what's the emo scene in singapore like? different from canada?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110827858969391261?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110827858969391261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110827858969391261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110827858969391261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110827858969391261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2005/02/turntable-yellowcard-violins-vday.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110813561066344787</id><published>2005-02-11T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T23:26:50.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable _ the used ; buried myself alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh how i dread school. i have to spend 5 pathetic hours of my life in school. how dreadfully awful. met my &lt;strong&gt;babyboy&lt;/strong&gt; after school &amp; yes, he gave me the surprise of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Swatch&lt;/strong&gt; watch wit diamond hearts&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;PURPLE&lt;/span&gt; pouch from &lt;strong&gt;ProjectShop&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh how i love him &lt;3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home to bathe&amp;change and off to &lt;strong&gt;parkway&lt;/strong&gt; to deposit cash. seems like im depositing cash every other day cause of CNY. couldnt decide on where to go so we ended up chilling at various places. was suppose to go to &lt;strong&gt;paulynn's&lt;/strong&gt; crib but she couldnt make it back in time. &lt;strong&gt;PANGSEH&lt;/strong&gt; me for her bf. ))): &lt;strong&gt;LOLS&lt;/strong&gt;. so we went to east coast, &lt;strong&gt;WALKED A HELL LOT&lt;/strong&gt; till blisters formed all over my feet. &lt;strong&gt;BAHH&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to &lt;strong&gt;parkway&lt;/strong&gt; to buy &lt;strong&gt;VEET&lt;/strong&gt; from watsons cause &lt;strong&gt;SOME PPLE&lt;/strong&gt; told me to shave my nice legs for the VDAY celebration. see guys, i &lt;strong&gt;DO&lt;/strong&gt; keep my promises! &amp; i must say, it feels great. so smooth, so soft, &lt;strong&gt;NO HAIR&lt;/strong&gt;. lmao. i showed my &lt;strong&gt;mum&lt;/strong&gt; the watch &amp;amp; told her it was a $99 gift from a guy. and she was all like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"HUH?! so expensive present from guy.. sure got motive one! who's this guy? i see before anot? working now is it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LMAO&lt;/strong&gt;. her expression was priceless cann! i told her it was the guy i went with to the soccer match. she just said &lt;strong&gt;"BE CARFEUL!"&lt;/strong&gt; then gave her evil laughter as i left the room.&lt;br /&gt;mothers, none other like them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;REPLIES_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leon ; yes, mr influenceR. lmao. im starting to fall in love with emo. BAHH. btw, you must be RICH you. get to go overseas to study &amp;amp; all. lucky bitch. hahahhahas. cant really download songs now but ill try. where do you download?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110813561066344787?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110813561066344787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110813561066344787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110813561066344787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110813561066344787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2005/02/turntable-used-buried-myself-alive-ohh.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110795641450250366</id><published>2005-02-11T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T22:30:37.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable_ something corporate ; punk rock princess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR TO ALL!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstday_&lt;br /&gt;usual- went to my uncle's &lt;strong&gt;NEW&lt;/strong&gt; place in &lt;strong&gt;pasir ris&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; got alot of redpackets. my cousin, &lt;strong&gt;belinda&lt;/strong&gt;, spent most of her time discouraging me to go to &lt;strong&gt;mass comm&lt;/strong&gt;. cause its stupid to go in for interest &amp;amp; the market's very saturated right now. she said the only people in her batch that really made it far was &lt;strong&gt;tanya thomas&lt;/strong&gt; [works on p10 from time to time] &amp; some actor from &lt;strong&gt;moulmein high&lt;/strong&gt; or whatevers. &lt;strong&gt;BAHH&lt;/strong&gt;. made me want to prove them wrong. and anyways, i dont mind a low paying job if i &lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; have fun doing it. my lil' cousin, &lt;strong&gt;esther&lt;/strong&gt;, brought her dog named &lt;strong&gt;alice&lt;/strong&gt;. cute little pup was wearing a yellow cheongsam! met &lt;strong&gt;max&lt;/strong&gt; in the afternoon at PP and went to my &lt;strong&gt;aunt's&lt;/strong&gt; place for dinner. had alot of fun playing with my 2 little &lt;strong&gt;nephews&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today_&lt;br /&gt;went to meet &lt;strong&gt;paulynn&lt;/strong&gt; in the morning &amp; ate lunch at &lt;strong&gt;cafe cartell&lt;/strong&gt;. mygosh, after that meal, i think ive put on 10kg. &lt;strong&gt;LMAO&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;strong&gt;chernhaw&lt;/strong&gt; came to meet us &amp;amp; ate our leftovers. went to meet the rest at pasir ris &amp; headed to &lt;strong&gt;mr leonard koh's&lt;/strong&gt; house. his house is filled with knick-knacks from all around. those puzzle puzzle stuff &amp;amp; link stuff. had fun solving all those puzzles. next, off to &lt;strong&gt;grace's&lt;/strong&gt; crib &amp; luckily her parents left her &lt;strong&gt;aunty&lt;/strong&gt; with redpackets. lmao. played till late &amp;amp; my parents came to pick &lt;strong&gt;me&amp;paulynn&lt;/strong&gt; up to go my &lt;strong&gt;yi(3) po(2)&lt;/strong&gt; house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for saturday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VDAY CELEBRATIONS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next saturday will be fun toos. ((:&lt;br /&gt;19th, 19th, 19th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I look deep in your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;I see there what I feel inside.&lt;br /&gt;We share something between us,&lt;br /&gt;Neither one of us can hide.&lt;br /&gt;I feel your lips touch mine,&lt;br /&gt;I loose all my control,&lt;br /&gt;All it took was a look and a kiss,&lt;br /&gt;To know you were part of my soul.&lt;br /&gt;I see your hands on my skin,&lt;br /&gt;I want and need you to do more,&lt;br /&gt;The passionate look you give me,&lt;br /&gt;Tells me heaven is in store.&lt;br /&gt;I feel your need against my skin,&lt;br /&gt;I know you will fulfill every wish,.&lt;br /&gt;We were made to fit together,&lt;br /&gt;And all it took was a look and a kiss.&lt;br /&gt;I look deep in your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;And I see heaven there inside,&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel so beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;What I feel for you I cannot hide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;REPLIES_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leon ; hey you! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR&lt;/span&gt;. too bad you wont be collecting any money ehh. BAHH. i wanna collect more mesh caps. why not call your dad ship it over to my place? ills take good care of it &amp;amp; add it to my collection [which is very very small btw]. im starting to love emo right now. you are seriously a very big influence. rahhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110795641450250366?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110795641450250366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110795641450250366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110795641450250366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110795641450250366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2005/02/turntable-something-corporate-punk.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110787224682153513</id><published>2005-02-08T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T22:17:26.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable _ GOB ; give up the grudge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so my class won first for class decorations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wOohOoO! yAy*~!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mygods, heck &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;! though i aint all that satisfied, i shall still congratulate the class on being such good sports &amp; making the decorations nice &lt;strong&gt;DESPITE&lt;/strong&gt; of the arguements with &lt;strong&gt;5c1&lt;/strong&gt;. -clapclap. still, i preferred 5c1's decoration. i guess the monkey doing the liondance won the judges over. i shall not say anymore cause&lt;strong&gt; I FUCK CARE&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched &lt;strong&gt;constantine&lt;/strong&gt; todays. &amp;amp; personally, i give it a 5 out of 5 stars. (: great show! leaves us on the edge our seats yet it still can make us fall off laughing. he smokes too much [reminds me of someone i know.. hurhur..] &amp; points the middle finger too much. nevertheless, it's a twisted show &amp;amp; you guy's gotta watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met &lt;strong&gt;paulynn&lt;/strong&gt; after the movie &amp; my &lt;strong&gt;dad&lt;/strong&gt; fetched her home. i just &lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt; talking to &lt;strong&gt;bestie&lt;/strong&gt; lahhs! cause we have so bloody much in common. &amp;amp; we share &lt;strong&gt;TIPS&lt;/strong&gt;. lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REPLIES_&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leon ; my bro buys his games online but ive never tried online shopping before. but i have a shopping cart aka wishlist on &lt;strong&gt;hottopic&lt;/strong&gt; which is &lt;strong&gt;BURSTING&lt;/strong&gt; with items i want. buy one for me? &lt;strong&gt;LMAO&lt;/strong&gt;. jkjk. oh, searched on the history of &lt;strong&gt;emo&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; stuffs. still dont quite get it, so why not you tell me. (: btw, where's your &lt;strong&gt;SOTY&lt;/strong&gt; hat? hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110787224682153513?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110787224682153513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110787224682153513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110787224682153513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110787224682153513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2005/02/turntable-gob-give-up-grudge-okay-so.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110778242026762905</id><published>2005-02-07T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T21:20:20.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable _ TBS ; a decade under the influence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got dismissed earlier than 5c3, so &lt;strong&gt;me &amp; russ&lt;/strong&gt; followed &lt;strong&gt;liat&lt;/strong&gt; to &lt;strong&gt;paragon&lt;/strong&gt;. he had to visit his doctor to get some medication &amp;amp; stuffs. went to visit &lt;strong&gt;muahwee&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; talked abit. took 36 down to &lt;strong&gt;roxy square&lt;/strong&gt;, ate ban mian &amp; followed &lt;strong&gt;russ&lt;/strong&gt; to buy his jelly. lmao. and not forgetting, the whole day we were talking about petting &amp;amp; shits. &amp; its so amusing when 2 guys, who have never seen or touched a &lt;strong&gt;PAD&lt;/strong&gt; before, be so intrigued by it before. russ kept stroking it, saying it was soft &amp;amp; lay his head on it. how damn &lt;strong&gt;GROSS&lt;/strong&gt; can! eck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;babyboy;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hated yesterday night. but still, i know i have to expect that in the future. i never wanted the guys to tell you that you've been working too much or whatsoever cause i know you have your responsibilities too. they're just doing what friends do, they care. and bee, dont expect me to be strong like i always say i &lt;strong&gt;TRY&lt;/strong&gt; to be cause like what i said, im still learning. i told you countless times before that ive always been afraid to love &amp; like what changlong told me long ago -&lt;em&gt; i should tell my future guy/crush that i have this phobia, so we can go thru it together.&lt;/em&gt; just hope you understand &amp;amp; give me time to change. cause frankly, after so long living in fear, its quite difficult to change. im glad you're coming on saturday &amp; it'll definately be a great celebration. remember, you dont have to spend 24/7 with me or your parents to know that we love you. we always do. i always have. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;loveyas bee.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REPLIES_&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leon ; hahahhas. now you're saying you know vall. mygosh, you are one popular guy ehh. too bad ive never seen your gigs before. but i remember mike wanted me go to one with him, but that was yonks ago. hahas. it could have been yours. -shrugs. anyhoos, i love rufio's in my eyes. lmao! personally, i still love hiphop&amp;rap but somehow this genre of music appeals MORE to me now. maybe cause i can bang my head &amp; cuss&amp;amp;swear &amp;amp; be crazy whilst listening to the songs. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110778242026762905?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110778242026762905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110778242026762905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110778242026762905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110778242026762905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2005/02/turntable-tbs-decade-under-influence.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110769360898366678</id><published>2005-02-06T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T20:40:08.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable _ SOTY ; and the hero will drown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet another sunday, been blasting &lt;strong&gt;story of the year&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; &lt;strong&gt;rufio&lt;/strong&gt; the whole day. met &lt;strong&gt;max&lt;/strong&gt; for lunch at &lt;strong&gt;parkway&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; he had to leave quickly for work. came home &amp; talked to &lt;strong&gt;keshia&lt;/strong&gt; in the afternoon. hahahs. she was telling me how she met &lt;strong&gt;charlie&lt;/strong&gt;. (: they look like the cutest couple ever lahh. did my homework &amp;amp; social studies notes. i cant believe i did &lt;strong&gt;STUDY&lt;/strong&gt;, even if it was a lil' teensy weensy bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;you'll never know,&lt;br /&gt;you'll never get it,&lt;br /&gt;there is no choice,&lt;br /&gt;we can't forget it&lt;br /&gt;when we look up&lt;br /&gt;we see the same sky&lt;br /&gt;when we look up&lt;br /&gt;we cry the very same cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REPLIES_&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leon; you are definately some rock guru or something ehh. what do you play.. bass? anyways, got my friend to help me look for those songs. when i copy paste for him to see, he freaked! he was all "OMG. YEAH. NICE SONGS!" lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110769360898366678?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110769360898366678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110769360898366678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110769360898366678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110769360898366678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2005/02/turntable-soty-and-hero-will-drown-yet.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110761112742934310</id><published>2005-02-05T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T20:25:53.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable _ little by little ; kanashimi wo yasashisa ni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;singapore poly open house&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how very very &lt;strong&gt;BORING&lt;/strong&gt;. all that was nice there was the free icecream &amp; drinks. (: we left early &amp;amp; went to &lt;strong&gt;orchard&lt;/strong&gt;. ate at cine's food court then slacked a hell lot. mygosh, singapore has seriously nothing to do anymores. i went to &lt;strong&gt;wisma&lt;/strong&gt; to wait for my dad while the rest went to &lt;strong&gt;kallang&lt;/strong&gt; to bowl. went to visit &lt;strong&gt;max&lt;/strong&gt; at &lt;strong&gt;project shop&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; &lt;strong&gt;HE LOOKS SO GAY&lt;/strong&gt; in his tight shirt &amp;amp; pants. lmao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home &amp; half an hour later, left for &lt;strong&gt;fatty wang/wong's resturant&lt;/strong&gt;. ate till i &lt;strong&gt;BURST&lt;/strong&gt; manns. and my &lt;strong&gt;2 nephews&lt;/strong&gt; are growing bigger &amp;amp; bigger. &lt;strong&gt;THEY RE JUST SO CUTE&lt;/strong&gt; i tell you. sadly, i cant click well with few month old babies - 1yr and over can all bring to me. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REPLIES_&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leon ; yesyes. you are a good salesman. even when you're abroad, you can even convince me to buy stuff from there. shall go there after chinese new year, definately will! anyways, SOTY is a real good band. i &lt;3 until the day i die toos. (: i read somewhere, someone went to a gig and you're band was playing. starts with P yaas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss keshia ; hahahs. so now i know. tsktsk. seems like there's alot of this going around. thanks for the tip babe! (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110761112742934310?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110761112742934310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110761112742934310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110761112742934310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110761112742934310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2005/02/turntable-little-by-little-kanashimi.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110742812957678524</id><published>2005-02-03T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T23:24:30.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable _ american hi-fi ; beautiful diaster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit]&lt;br /&gt;my night's been busy. did my exercise routine &amp; my homework so i came online. &amp;amp; i talked to &lt;strong&gt;TONS&lt;/strong&gt; of pple today laas. &lt;strong&gt;darren [prisch], samm lee, vall, adr &amp; alex.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was looking through my archives just now &amp;amp; i read about how crazy i was over &lt;strong&gt;max&lt;/strong&gt;. mymy, how time flies. as i read through my past entries, my heart started racing again. i smiled to myself as i knew, i was falling in &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;with him all over again.&lt;br /&gt;[/edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;lesson learnt today:&lt;/span&gt; make sure cameras arent on when you feel like dancing in your room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. seriously i didnt know when that video was taken but whatever! only&lt;strong&gt; jon, russ &amp; liat&lt;/strong&gt; got to see it. and i openly admit i do dance in my room with the curtains drawn &amp;amp; door locked. lmao. and to &lt;strong&gt;russ, jon &amp; liat&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I FUCKING HELL DIDNT DO THE FUCKING CHEENAH TWIST SIGN ALRYTES. DONT FUCKIN SAY I DID&lt;/span&gt;. lmao! aint angry but just trying to make my point. (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to &lt;strong&gt;st. hildas secondary&lt;/strong&gt; after school to get my &lt;strong&gt;CL'b'&lt;/strong&gt; book. fancy that, a &lt;strong&gt;popular&lt;/strong&gt; bookstore inside &lt;strong&gt;st hildas&lt;/strong&gt; itself. saw some breakers outside the bookstore &amp;amp; they're kinda good. to think, they're school is so big, it has alot of space to accommodate alot of dancers man! my school? just filled with cheenah ahbengs &amp; ahlians. &amp;amp; the only dancers are tha minahs. \x UGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the &lt;strong&gt;CC&lt;/strong&gt; near &lt;strong&gt;steph's&lt;/strong&gt; house &amp; ate at &lt;strong&gt;mac&lt;/strong&gt;. 3rd time this week. crapped alot &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;jon&lt;/strong&gt; laughed till he fell off this chair while &lt;strong&gt;russ&lt;/strong&gt; almost crapped in his pants. took a cab home with &lt;strong&gt;liat&lt;/strong&gt;. &amp; now im home, still thinking about tha &lt;em&gt;ghostly&lt;/em&gt; video &amp;amp; how i have to live through all that laughter which will happen tomorrow - when&lt;strong&gt; russ &amp; jon&lt;/strong&gt; "imitate" my dance &amp;amp; everyone laughs. &lt;strong&gt;LMAO&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REPLIES_&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leon ; i may not be buying tees cause there are cheaper but fake ones at queensway. (: HOWEVER, the shoes are a must &amp;amp; i may just take your advice. SOTY is damn nice yaas? hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110742812957678524?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110742812957678524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110742812957678524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110742812957678524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110742812957678524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2005/02/turntable-american-hi-fi-beautiful.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110735265075179669</id><published>2005-02-02T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T22:59:16.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable _ NOFX ; stand by me [punk cover]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit]&lt;br /&gt;i forgot to add this in. some person on friendster msged me. its about joining an association called &lt;a href="http://www.uanworld.com/"&gt;UAN&lt;/a&gt;. UAN is a network of talents set up "For Artistes By Artistes". this person asked if i was interested in going down to their office &amp; find out more about it. frankly, i dont mind. sounds fun! i may just go try it. (:&lt;br /&gt;[/edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been some time since i updated and frankly, its cause there's &lt;strong&gt;NOTHING&lt;/strong&gt; to update at all. school's as boring as usual &amp;amp; my &lt;strong&gt;babyboy's&lt;/strong&gt; wrking most of the time so yeahh. anyways, ive been exercising alot these past few days. started on my &lt;strong&gt;exercise routine&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; today's &lt;strong&gt;PE&lt;/strong&gt; was great. i got to tone up my arms, legs &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;ESPECIALLY&lt;/strong&gt; my tummy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been &lt;strong&gt;matchmaking&lt;/strong&gt; recently toos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;russell&lt;/strong&gt; wants to know &lt;strong&gt;nicole&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;jonie&lt;/strong&gt; wants to know &lt;strong&gt;jiayi&lt;/strong&gt; aka "qinglun/xueqi" [inside joke]. &lt;strong&gt;LMAO&lt;/strong&gt;! and hopefully we'll &lt;strong&gt;ALL&lt;/strong&gt; have dates during our valentine's day celebration on 12th feb. mymy, its gonna be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got our N level certificates today. and suddenly it sank all into me - this is going to be my last year for everything. last year to make fun of silly teachers. last year to be insane during class. last year to wreak havoc &amp; bully teachers. last year to shout "Oi..." when someone shouts "5c2!". last year to see the constant "gang fights" happening. last year to eat in class. last year to see daryl get bullied. and last year ill spend in school with my classmates &amp;amp; schoolmates. my gosh, how time flies, yes? going to be 17 this year and taking the 3rd major exam of my life. somehow this urges me more to study hard but the procrastinator in me is still in power. (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and notice ive been using perfect spelling &lt;strong&gt;SO FAR&lt;/strong&gt;. hope i can keep this up. gonna need alot of practice for my english Os. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;REPLIES_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leon ; sorry my regular on my blog! sorry sorry. my gosh, i seriously am in love with the shirts there. I WANT A PAIR OF MACBETH SHOES. what do you reccommend? anyhoos, SOTY's sidewalks is great! my friend sent me their whole album. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110735265075179669?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110735265075179669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110735265075179669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110735265075179669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110735265075179669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2005/02/turntable-nofx-stand-by-me-punk-cover.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110709707666835872</id><published>2005-01-30T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T23:00:05.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable _ story of the yr ; page avenue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;took away tha current obsession cause it'll still b tha sme evry tym i post. lmao. donte worry bee, doesnt mean i donte love you. you re still my retard.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up this morning wit a spilting headache. &lt;strong&gt;ARGHS&lt;/strong&gt;. my trusted &lt;strong&gt;panadol acti-fast&lt;/strong&gt; always saves tha day. met &lt;strong&gt;max&lt;/strong&gt; in tha afternoon &amp; we went&lt;strong&gt; k-box&lt;/strong&gt;! mygoshh. tha last tym i went was on my burfday celebration wit &lt;strong&gt;paulynn, yan, adr &amp;amp; seb LAST YR!&lt;/strong&gt; that stupid boy went on his normal &lt;strong&gt;Eason &amp; Shin &lt;/strong&gt;rampage. i ate my dinner at &lt;strong&gt;mac&lt;/strong&gt; while &lt;strong&gt;ch &amp;amp; grace&lt;/strong&gt; were eating ban mian. we went to find em &amp; ended up &lt;strong&gt;max&lt;/strong&gt; ate ban mian toos. lols. &lt;strong&gt;classics&lt;/strong&gt; fer pool &amp;amp; left at 0815. hadta do my homework yaas. tha procrastinator always leaves work fer last minute. hahahhas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RAHHH.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another week starting tmr. &lt;strong&gt;HW BORING CANN!&lt;/strong&gt; i sumhw dread lessons cause nw i hav tha most &lt;strong&gt;BORING&lt;/strong&gt; teachers in tha world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;english&lt;/strong&gt;: azrina doesnt even cme ta sch MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maths&lt;/strong&gt;: ohkay, so richard koh is quite okay. bt i donte listen nemre!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ss&lt;/strong&gt;: sharifah is boring lyk hell. funny at tyms bt still boring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;history&lt;/strong&gt;: i tink im only awake during alicia goh's class. i love her lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chemistry&lt;/strong&gt;: nw mostly practicals bt he is still kinda boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;physics&lt;/strong&gt;: needless to say, lim's FOREVER monotone boring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;accounts&lt;/strong&gt;: mrs liu's damn witty bt sumtyms im still bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chinese&lt;/strong&gt;: YAY! IM ACCEPTED TO CL'B'!! gonna enjoy this class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REPLIES_&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leon ; OMG. i am so in love wit that shop &amp;amp; YOU USED TO WRK DERE. why re tha shirts so expensive anyways. sheesh. tink im gonna spend a hell lot of my CNY $$ at that shop. lols. macbeth shoes average cost is? and ya tink if i mention ya name i might get a discount? lmao! alrytes, jk yaas. (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110709707666835872?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110709707666835872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110709707666835872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110709707666835872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110709707666835872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2005/01/turntable-story-of-yr-page-avenue-took.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110691563157885505</id><published>2005-01-28T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T20:33:51.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;current obsession _ maxkohyuantong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable _ sugarcult ; bouncing off tha walls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shoppin wit &lt;strong&gt;mummy&lt;/strong&gt; in twn! (x my gosh, i love it when she uses her credit card. lmao. went into &lt;strong&gt;topshop&lt;/strong&gt;, feeling all excited that dere whld b so much to buy, bt sadly we came out empty handed. super boring alrdy laas &lt;strong&gt;topshop&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;mango&lt;/strong&gt; in &lt;strong&gt;isetan&lt;/strong&gt; was a bore &amp; evrythang else. decided ta go &lt;strong&gt;forever 21&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; tha clothes dere aint dat bad. grt a &lt;strong&gt;yellow top, jeans &amp; a demin skirt&lt;/strong&gt;. walked over to &lt;strong&gt;charles &amp;amp; keith&lt;/strong&gt; and bought a pair of &lt;strong&gt;white heels&lt;/strong&gt;. and lastly, &lt;strong&gt;isetan&lt;/strong&gt; - to buy bags. bought &lt;strong&gt;2&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;bags &lt;/strong&gt;in total. me &amp; my mum can even share! (: super nice cann. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh. forgot to mention. i went to project shop! &lt;strong&gt;LMAO&lt;/strong&gt;. spied on &lt;strong&gt;bee&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;MYGOSH&lt;/strong&gt;, he lks damn &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;macho &amp;amp; HOT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; in tight fit long sleeve cann. &lt;i&gt;or am i jst bias?&lt;/i&gt; lols. i lked lyk sum stupid laughing to myself inside project shop. \x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plans fer tmr?&lt;br /&gt;morning : haircut!!&lt;br /&gt;afternoon : lunch wit bee &amp; off to grace's crib.&lt;br /&gt;night : church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REPLIES_&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leon ; MYGOSH. you hav macbeth shoes. YOU BLOODY HELL HAV MACBETH SHOES. bahhhh. am planning on gettin a pair myself aft CNY. really in love wit em. hahahas. &amp; abt underground bands - im still a noob. in love wit sugarcult &amp;amp; SOTY tho. (x oh and my chemical romance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110691563157885505?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110691563157885505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110691563157885505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110691563157885505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110691563157885505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2005/01/current-obsession-maxkohyuantong_28.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110683347238092350</id><published>2005-01-27T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T21:44:32.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;current obsession _ maxkohyuantong&lt;br /&gt;turntable _ catch 22 ; on &amp; on &amp;amp; on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jst watched true courage. and my my, hw i wanted to cry so badly. its abt tha laydee who's husband killed deir son den killed himself cause of depression. it was suspected he knew sumthang was wrng wit tha nicole highway thang. heh. i see her staying strong during tha interviews - she doesnt cry. &amp; i tink to myself,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"she has lost 2 of her loved ones &amp;amp; learns to b strong. yet we stupid teens say 'oh i cant live without you' &amp; cry our fucking eyes out wen we lose our bloody bf/gf? ugh, hw corny."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i laugh at myself cause i once was lyk dat. &lt;strong&gt;ECK&lt;/strong&gt;. sum bloody cheenah ahlian who whld cry &amp;amp; cry cause i lost my fucking bf. &lt;strong&gt;HAH&lt;/strong&gt;! lucky dat part of me is &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LONG GONE &amp; DEAD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REPLIES_&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;michelle ; hahas. yes, i lyk gallaz. alwaes wanted to get one bt nvr grt a catch to. lmao. &amp; no, i am nrt lesbian. ITS ARTISTIC OKAY! LOLS. well, kinda. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leon ; black is nice. i love black. doubt i hav as much black as you tho. \x and your whle closet basically matches! hahas. hw's life in canada? what's tha weather lyk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110683347238092350?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110683347238092350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110683347238092350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110683347238092350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110683347238092350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2005/01/current-obsession-maxkohyuantong_27.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110674628100664527</id><published>2005-01-26T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T21:31:21.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;current obsession _ maxkohyuantong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable _ kelly clarkson ; since you been gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my com is finally bck bt tha front of tha CPU is gone. why? cause tha darn on-off switch is purely evil &amp; hates us pressing it. so tha stubborn lil' thang can only b switched on frm tha inside. sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my my, hw tha wrld has changed. im started to dislike this yr alrdy. a teensy weensy bit. and its dislike, nrt hate yaas. pple hav changed. i hav slackened soo much in my school wrk. i am lazier dan ever. and my procrastinating starts. bt no worries, i bet tha yr will turn bck round. &lt;em&gt;hopefully&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why did &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; change manns. i miss tha old &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;. b your old cheery self again. i miss it alot. &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; deserve to live your life happily, b tha cheery lil' person dat &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; re inside. comon. &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; can do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;REPLIES_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;janicee ; ills havta do my first english test bfer i can start betting with him. lmao. i donte even knw tha O level standard of english yets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;val ; true dat ya aint close to lynn bt we're still 4hm yaas. and hey, im busy too. tho i donte hav a cca, i still gotta study. &amp; cause of tha new timetables, my classes alwaes end late! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leon ; ohkay ohkay! i shall nrt blame you fer thinkin ahead - fer ya future. good choice dere, going to canada. usually pple go to austrailia or USA. ooooo, do you still dress lyk hw you dress in sg there? (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110674628100664527?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110674628100664527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110674628100664527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110674628100664527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110674628100664527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2005/01/current-obsession-maxkohyuantong_26.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110656246223775112</id><published>2005-01-24T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T18:29:38.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;current obsession _ maxkohyuantong&lt;br /&gt;turntable _ system of a dwn ; chop suey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrytes.&lt;br /&gt;my friggin com is dwn dwn dwn.&lt;br /&gt;i guess its frm tha countless &lt;strong&gt;days&lt;/strong&gt; i leave it on.&lt;br /&gt;or make that &lt;strong&gt;weeks&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;dad sent it fer repairs &amp; im stuck using my bro's com.&lt;br /&gt;which he uses 24/7 btw.&lt;br /&gt;ryte nw, he's havin tuition so i shall steal tha moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant possibly write dwn all that's happened due to &lt;strong&gt;STM&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;STM btw stands fer short term memory.&lt;br /&gt;and so, i will nrt.&lt;br /&gt;i seriously hpe my pictures &amp;amp; songs aint gone.&lt;br /&gt;if nrt, ills kill my dad.&lt;br /&gt;oh yes i will! (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REPLIES_&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;janice ; i jst so happened to feel lyk reading your blog &amp; found mr lemuel tay dere too. lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leon ; lucky girl is sumone i whldnt knw? veh true. cause fer one thing i only knew you fer a few mins or hours &amp; tha nxt day you were off to canada. lmao. being a regular is good. at least i hav sumone to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LT ; school's fine. dex is still as lazy as ever. yesyes, cant really study fer english. bt gonna tke ya advice &amp; read, write &amp;amp; speak proper english mre. mayb ills start on my blog bt nw im jst too lazy. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;michelle ; hahahas. dey came up wit mre shit ideas too. i shall post em up once i get tha full list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;max ; thanks bee. finally your replies/comments arent STUPID. mayb cause i tld ya to write dat bt WHATEVER. lmao. (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110656246223775112?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110656246223775112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110656246223775112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110656246223775112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110656246223775112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2005/01/current-obsession-maxkohyuantong_24.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110622939849560111</id><published>2005-01-20T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T21:59:47.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;current obsession _ maxkohyuantong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable _ lacuna coil ; swamped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ngeeannpoly open hse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uber boring day at school. only nice thang was during tha &lt;strong&gt;MAD lesson&lt;/strong&gt;. its called &lt;strong&gt;MAD&lt;/strong&gt;, litteraly. we all went to tha hall &amp; learnt mre abt &lt;strong&gt;ABBA&lt;/strong&gt;. lmao. listened to their songs &amp;amp; blahhs. so many pple were going tha ngeeann poly open hse dat dey hired 4 buses. tha 1st 3 buses were all almost full so we waited fer tha &lt;strong&gt;LATE&lt;/strong&gt; last bus. &lt;strong&gt;SHIOK&lt;/strong&gt;! benong sneaked up toos &amp; came wit us to ngee ann poly. walked ard &amp;amp; i must say, tha place is old. bahhhh. toured ard tha mass comm building &amp; i love it! i cant wait ta get out of tha bloody secondary school &amp;amp; get my butt into mass comm. it kinda inspired me to study damn hard fer my english, tho i donte knw hw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had dinner near &lt;strong&gt;clementi mrt&lt;/strong&gt; dere. mygosh, it really looked lyk &lt;strong&gt;bedok&lt;/strong&gt; manns. almost felt lyk hme. bt hey, you can still see tha difference. in tha west, dere re sooo many &lt;strong&gt;indians&lt;/strong&gt; [i aint being racist, tho i am, bt itsa fact!] &amp; in tha east alotta &lt;strong&gt;chinese &amp;amp; malays&lt;/strong&gt;. evrythang's soo different. so i came up wit this conclusion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pple frm tha EAST re COOLER.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (x&lt;br /&gt;yes yes. definately!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh! &lt;strong&gt;russ &amp; jon&lt;/strong&gt; came up wit a few ways to use your shit. its kinda &lt;strong&gt;INTERSING&lt;/strong&gt; bt mostly &lt;strong&gt;funny&lt;/strong&gt;. tld em to get 101 ways to use your shit. here re sum:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHEN IN A COLD COUNTRY..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;; if you're head's cold, shit in your cap &amp; wear it to b warm.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;; if you're hands re cold, shit in your gloves to b warm.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;; if you're feet re cold, shit in your shoes to b warm.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IN THA JUNGLE..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;; you hav no gel to gel your hair. use your shit.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;; your face dirty &amp; no water, use your shit.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;; wanna put mask fer ya facial, use your shit.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAHH. i forgot tha rest. \x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REPLIES_&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leon ; ooooo. who's tha lucky girl? anyhoos, you aint shy! hahahs. you're gonna b my regular commenter ehhhs? lmao. dats good dats good. i need one of those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LT ; i was gonna ask who you were till i happn to FEEL lyk checking jan's blog &amp; saw dat LT also tagged her. so i guessed it was a church person &amp;amp; lking thru tha links, its you LEMUEL. lmao. nehoos, i used to tink my bro whld tell my mum abt my bfs &amp;amp; stuff, bt nahh, he wonte. cause i knw his secrets too.. HURHUR. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110622939849560111?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110622939849560111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110622939849560111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110622939849560111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110622939849560111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2005/01/current-obsession-maxkohyuantong_20.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110614035131610543</id><published>2005-01-19T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T21:12:31.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;current obsession _ maxkohyuantong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable _  blue october ; calling you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was lyk any other day.&lt;br /&gt;had some dumb &lt;strong&gt;chinese test&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; i cldnt do &lt;strong&gt;ANY&lt;/strong&gt; of em. only copied 2 wrds frm &lt;strong&gt;mg&lt;/strong&gt;. stupid teacher came to my table to comment on my blank paper &amp;amp; my spelling on monday - &lt;strong&gt;1/20&lt;/strong&gt;. i tld her i wanted to tke &lt;strong&gt;CL B&lt;/strong&gt; [or was suppose to] &amp; dat my mum was gonna write a letter. &lt;strong&gt;SHE SAY CAN BODOH!&lt;/strong&gt; (: oh yes oh yes. say bye bye to chinese!! din do much durin &lt;strong&gt;PE&lt;/strong&gt; either. we had a choice of helping mr koh carry stuff or run 2 rounds ard tha sch. only 4 grrls ran ard tha sch - &lt;strong&gt;me, mg, hannah &amp;amp; natasha&lt;/strong&gt;. great wrkout &amp; gav us tym ta catch up. last period - social studies. did nth at all so me, russ &amp;amp; liat were talking abt &lt;strong&gt;tight butts &amp; vaginas&lt;/strong&gt;. LMAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aft school went wit alf fer the &lt;strong&gt;CIP meeting&lt;/strong&gt; which turned out ta b &lt;strong&gt;NOTHING&lt;/strong&gt; agains. left school &amp; walked out wit &lt;strong&gt;delphine&lt;/strong&gt;. we started talking cause we havent talked fer ages. (x she tld me abt her quitting vball &amp;amp; hw it feels nw [yesyes, it feels GREAT] and i tld her abt my CIP trip to Dali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met &lt;strong&gt;max&lt;/strong&gt;. he came up &amp; yes, my &lt;strong&gt;brother&lt;/strong&gt; saw him bt i fuck care. he used my com while i bathed den we went to parkway. ate &amp;amp; he actually wanted to shop. and its lyk &lt;strong&gt;WOAH&lt;/strong&gt;, i havta go shoppin wit mummy at parkway soon! &lt;strong&gt;billabong &amp; OP minis&lt;/strong&gt; re waiting fer me. lols. gav my baby his present &amp;amp; yes, he was touched. awwww, loveyas bee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr we get ta go &lt;strong&gt;ngee ann poly's open house&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YES YES YES.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally.&lt;br /&gt;am gonna check out tha mass comm thangs &lt;strong&gt;FIRST&lt;/strong&gt;. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REPLIES_&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grace ; no no. its nrt dumb. its exactly tha sme thang alrytes! jst neater. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leon ; you re definately NOT shy at all. at tha chalet we werent even talking to you &amp;amp; you talk to us. lmao! (: canada canada canada! re dere any pretty laydee dere? or handsome hunks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110614035131610543?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110614035131610543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110614035131610543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110614035131610543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110614035131610543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2005/01/current-obsession-maxkohyuantong_19.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110605823971144384</id><published>2005-01-18T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T22:23:59.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;current obsession _ maxkohyuantong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable _ save ferris ; come on eileen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today seemed to pass by real quickly. nth much happened in school otha dan durin &lt;strong&gt;chemistry&lt;/strong&gt;. we grt ta do tha practical shits dat we haven done fer lyk 2 yrs? yes, &amp; i kinda burnt my finger a lil' cause i grt distracted as &lt;strong&gt;jayne&amp;amp;kalyne&lt;/strong&gt; broke a testtube. yesyes. i shldnt hav gotten distracted bt im a friggin kapo laas. \x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met &lt;strong&gt;max&lt;/strong&gt; outside school &amp; took mrt to &lt;strong&gt;city hall&lt;/strong&gt;. lunch at tha &lt;strong&gt;soup spoon&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; i must say, their soup is tha bomb! my first tym slurping dwn a huge bowl of soup. made our way to &lt;strong&gt;cine&lt;/strong&gt;  to find &lt;strong&gt;gen, muahwee, arvin &amp; joelT&lt;/strong&gt;. dey were gonna watch &lt;em&gt;meet tha fockers&lt;/em&gt; so we decided to join em. damn funny show cann! (: &amp;amp; im so glad i watched it. cause if nrt, i whldnt hav met &lt;strong&gt;PAULYNN&lt;/strong&gt;! met up wit&lt;strong&gt; lynn &amp; shaun&lt;/strong&gt; while &lt;strong&gt;arvin&lt;/strong&gt; left fer hme. walked ard while i updated &lt;strong&gt;lynn &amp;amp; gen&lt;/strong&gt;. ((: love em laas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PAULYNN&lt;/strong&gt;. i love you mannnns.&lt;br /&gt;miss you soooo much!&lt;br /&gt;see you on sunday ohkays?&lt;br /&gt;gonna hav a great dinner wit 'cha &amp; tell ya loadsa stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REPLIES_&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leon; true true, i doubt we'll ever see each otha again. so donte forget me aiights. nehoos, i tink vall's really gotten tha wrng guy. VAL, that leon isnt this leon! (: hrmmms. i was abt ta ask if ya made frens dere bt i doubt you'll hav any trouble. hahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;michelle; ive used haloscan bfer bt lazy pple donte comment &amp; it was SUPER empty so i changde it. yesyes, haloscan is soooo much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alane; thanks grrl! am lovin' ya site toos. tkecare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110605823971144384?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110605823971144384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110605823971144384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110605823971144384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110605823971144384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2005/01/current-obsession-maxkohyuantong_18.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110596377464092783</id><published>2005-01-17T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T20:21:27.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;current obsession _ maxkohyuantong&lt;br /&gt;turntable _ finch ; without you here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i wrap myself in your shirts ; to make myself warm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a veh veh cold day todays. boring classes as usual. \x school life seems meaningless nw cause all i do is slack. i donte feel tha passion to do homewrk anymre. sheesh. i hav been partehh-ing too much. in class we were so bored, we drew tha faces in tha &lt;strong&gt;friday weekly&lt;/strong&gt;. lunch at &lt;strong&gt;tmart's food court&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; we all went &lt;strong&gt;russell's&lt;/strong&gt; place. &lt;strong&gt;me, steph, grace &amp;amp; ch&lt;/strong&gt; watched tha movie &lt;em&gt;snatch&lt;/em&gt;. funny yet kinda boring show laas. tha rest were playing &lt;em&gt;naruto&lt;/em&gt; on &lt;strong&gt;russ' game cube&lt;/strong&gt;. and my first go at it sucked lyk hell. i still cant get tha hang of it. and stupid jon keeps choosing &lt;strong&gt;rock lee&lt;/strong&gt; fer me tho i &lt;strong&gt;HATE&lt;/strong&gt; his fuck face. &lt;strong&gt;LMAO&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photos &lt;a href="http://www.imagestation.com/album/pictures.html?id=2134231361"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;84 &amp; onwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/nerdboys2.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;our nerdy boys - liat, russ, ch &amp;amp; jon.&lt;br /&gt;donte ya jst love em acting retarded?! lmao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/babyruss.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;russell as a baby. SO CUTE RYTE!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna go &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ngee ann poly&lt;/span&gt; on thursday fer their open hse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OH YES OH YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ngee ann poly's mass comm here i cme. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am thinking of changing to &lt;em&gt;comments&lt;/em&gt; instead of a &lt;em&gt;tagboard&lt;/em&gt; bt im afraid those &lt;strong&gt;LAZY&lt;/strong&gt; pple out dere wonte comment. so if i change, yall gotta support me aiight. &lt;strong&gt;RAHH&lt;/strong&gt;. (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;replies_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;vall; grrl, i tld you alrdy yaas? i cant go on thursday. bt if ya want i can meet ya some other day. and if ya hav anything to share or any probs, feel free to talk to me aiight. tkecare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leon; leon leon leon. why didya go to canada manns? i miss your dressing alrdys. \x re ya ever coming bck fer a visit? lols. rahhh. so hw's life dere?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110596377464092783?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110596377464092783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110596377464092783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110596377464092783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110596377464092783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2005/01/current-obsession-maxkohyuantong_17.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110588959349236920</id><published>2005-01-16T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T23:33:37.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;current obsession _ maxkohyuantong&lt;br /&gt;turntable _ sugarcult ; pretty girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched my &lt;strong&gt;first&lt;/strong&gt; ever soccer match live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AND SINGAPORE FRIGGIN HELL WON!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up wit &lt;strong&gt;uncle charles&lt;/strong&gt; at &lt;strong&gt;mac&lt;/strong&gt; dere &amp; walked to &lt;strong&gt;kallang stadium&lt;/strong&gt;. tons of red shirt pple walkin ard. all so patriotic. \x nehoos, made our way to tha &lt;strong&gt;RESERVED grand stand&lt;/strong&gt; seats. &lt;strong&gt;LMAO&lt;/strong&gt;. all thanks to &lt;strong&gt;uncle charles' daugther&lt;/strong&gt;. ((: tha match was excellent! tha goals were great! bt tha referee was fuckin kayu lyk hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i jst reached hme &amp;amp; i haven done my &lt;strong&gt;accounts&lt;/strong&gt; yet.&lt;br /&gt;my my, i've been slackin alot this yr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RAHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110588959349236920?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110588959349236920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110588959349236920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110588959349236920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110588959349236920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2005/01/current-obsession-maxkohyuantong_16.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110580244461203183</id><published>2005-01-15T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-15T23:20:44.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;current obsession _ maxkohyuantong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable _ sugarcult ; daddy's lil defect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bugis&lt;/strong&gt; wit &lt;strong&gt;max&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;seed of chucky&lt;/em&gt; at &lt;strong&gt;shaw towers&lt;/strong&gt;. my goshh, hw bloody. some parts really freaked me out alot bt others were funny. &lt;strong&gt;chucky &amp; tiffany&lt;/strong&gt; re funny wit their son/daugther &lt;strong&gt;glen/glenda&lt;/strong&gt;. we din go church tho. all of em cldnt cme or fer &lt;strong&gt;liat's&lt;/strong&gt; case, had a mouth full of ulcers. lmao. &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;steph&lt;/strong&gt; came sooo late, it'll b so rude to jst go liddat. so &lt;strong&gt;me, grace &amp; steph&lt;/strong&gt; hit &lt;strong&gt;suntec&lt;/strong&gt; fer a lil' window shopping. i did buy a purple &lt;strong&gt;mango&lt;/strong&gt; cami - $29. am in love wit it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh! i grt tix fer tmr's match, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sg VS. indonesia&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;free tix frm &lt;strong&gt;max's dad's fren's daugther&lt;/strong&gt; who wrks in &lt;strong&gt;sg sports council&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;woooooooooo, aint i one lucky bitch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently jiving to alotta rock dese days. am sooo in love wit &lt;strong&gt;sugarcult, rooney, rufio, my chemical romance, story of tha yr&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; etc. my gosh, am i turning into a &lt;em&gt;rock princess&lt;/em&gt;? oh yes oh yes. and my &lt;em&gt;rock queen&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;gracelynngohshuyi&lt;/strong&gt;. LMAO! (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and one last thang,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FUCK DUDEK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hw ta hell did ya let &lt;strong&gt;rooney&lt;/strong&gt; score.&lt;br /&gt;bloody hell. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fuck man-u!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;pretty girl is suffering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;while he confesses everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;pretty soon she'll figure out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;what his intentions were about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110580244461203183?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110580244461203183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110580244461203183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110580244461203183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110580244461203183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2005/01/current-obsession-maxkohyuantong_15.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110571638290380815</id><published>2005-01-14T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T23:26:22.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;current obsession _ maxkohyuantong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable _ my chemical romance ; im nrt ohkay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CIP PART2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boring as ever. took 2 blks &amp; slacked a hell lot. was dismissed uber early. ate at &lt;strong&gt;mac&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; went hme. went to grace's place at 2 plus. wanted to go swim at &lt;strong&gt;windy heights&lt;/strong&gt; bt dat fucking indian mothafucker donte allow so many so us &lt;em&gt;guests&lt;/em&gt; to swim. chintehh! so we jst tannned. wanted to go over to tong's or my place to swim bt we were too lazy. went bck, bathed, slacked a hell lot. dinner was &lt;strong&gt;ban mian&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; den to &lt;strong&gt;coffeeclub&lt;/strong&gt; fer desert. \x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funniest part of tha day was &lt;strong&gt;lipsync-ing &amp; dog porn&lt;/strong&gt;. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going &lt;strong&gt;church&lt;/strong&gt; wit tha crew tmr - &lt;strong&gt;Emmanuel Assembly of God&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;wonder what's deir &lt;strong&gt;youth service&lt;/strong&gt; like.&lt;br /&gt;gonna b fun fun fun fun fun. (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110571638290380815?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110571638290380815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110571638290380815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110571638290380815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110571638290380815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2005/01/current-obsession-maxkohyuantong_14.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110562555659613716</id><published>2005-01-13T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T22:12:36.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;current obsession _ maxkohyuantong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable _ charles grigsby ; overjoyed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CIP part1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hw boring does CIP get? 10 pple, 2 blks. &lt;strong&gt;me, mg, russ &amp; liat&lt;/strong&gt; took 1 blk. finished in less dan an hr. spent alotta tym slacking actually. bahhhhhhs. went over to &lt;strong&gt;alf's &lt;/strong&gt;place aft &lt;strong&gt;CIP&lt;/strong&gt;. dey played &lt;strong&gt;naruto, tony hawk&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; most importantly, &lt;strong&gt;veautiful joe&lt;/strong&gt; or hweveryouspellit. watched &lt;strong&gt;naruto&lt;/strong&gt; also. went to sch at 3 fer tha &lt;strong&gt;CIP&lt;/strong&gt; meeting which turned out to b nth at all. \x took 291 bck to &lt;strong&gt;alf's&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thang i learnt today, my form teacher's kinda cool. we cuss infront of her &amp; she doesnt say nethang. &lt;strong&gt;gh&lt;/strong&gt; was talkin abt sumone's balls &amp;amp; she doesnt say nethang. and most of all, she was all excited wen we were playing wit sum panty dat dropped frm upstairs. i kicked it into tha longkang &amp; she was lyk &lt;em&gt;"whre's tha panty? whre's tha panty?"&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;LMAO&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;miss goh&lt;/strong&gt; tld tha CIP pple dat we cld volunteer ta help tsuinami victims. alrytes, so tha tsuinami was last yr's news &lt;strong&gt;BT&lt;/strong&gt; still, many many many pple re suffering. tink i may jst go volunteer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/natme_small.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;natasha &amp;amp; me - 5 yrs tgther sial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/meadeq_small.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me &amp; syuhaidah aka adeq&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/jiayime_small.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;jiayi &amp;amp; me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/mel2me_small.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;melanie, melissa &amp;amp; me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110562555659613716?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110562555659613716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110562555659613716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110562555659613716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110562555659613716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2005/01/current-obsession-maxkohyuantong_13.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110553872494151700</id><published>2005-01-12T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T22:05:24.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;current obsession _ maxkohyuantong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable _ bono ; children of tha revolution&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a glimpse of tha past......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;max; hey you know you wearing the make up in the middle of the night one the pics. how come you cant slp?&lt;br /&gt;me; hahahas. i donte knw!! evryone asleep alrdy. no one to talk to. so bored. cld hav died. hahas. no.&lt;br /&gt;max; haha. you looked..&lt;em&gt;sexy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;results to &lt;em&gt;'are you in love'&lt;/em&gt; quiz:&lt;br /&gt;Yup... you're definitely in love with ____. You would do anything for him, and just the sight of him makes you happy. Good luck in your relationship, just make sure ____ feels the same for you, or he can very easily take advantage of you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;max; then after Os, then diff story&lt;br /&gt;me; hahas. what story? fairy tale?&lt;br /&gt;max; ??&lt;br /&gt;me; or scary story? LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;max; horror movie&lt;br /&gt;me; oh no.is anybody gonna die in this story?&lt;br /&gt;max; no. a happy ending...thats all&lt;br /&gt;me; -phew. hahas. ohkays. (x bt hw can horror story hav happy ending? dey kill tha monster?&lt;br /&gt;max; ya. called ghostbusters&lt;br /&gt;me; hahahas. i donte lyk ghosts.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still cant believe it turned out so well.&lt;br /&gt;frm a silly infatuation, to tha love that'll last a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;i still cant believe a guy lyk him whld hav lyked a grrl lyk me.&lt;br /&gt;i still cant believe all this happened so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;i still cant believe he's sucha nice, sweet, understanding guy.&lt;br /&gt;i still cant believe he's dat retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LMAO.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tha memories, tha new &amp;amp; tha old. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110553872494151700?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110553872494151700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110553872494151700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110553872494151700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110553872494151700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2005/01/current-obsession-maxkohyuantong_12.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110545507517569936</id><published>2005-01-11T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T22:51:15.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;during assembly......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mrslai; sec 4s &amp; 5s will hav enrichment on tuesday afternoons.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sec4s&amp;amp;5s; HARRRRRRR. booooooo!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sec3s; -claphands&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mrslai; i expect all of you to b in tha hall in your PE attire....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sec4s&amp;5s; *puzzled. huhh?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mrs lai; ...cause yall re gonna learn modern jazz dancing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HUGE UPROAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sumtyms i really love this school.&lt;br /&gt;no, occansionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110545507517569936?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110545507517569936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110545507517569936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110545507517569936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110545507517569936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2005/01/during-assembly.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110536880125026285</id><published>2005-01-10T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T22:53:21.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;current obsession _ maxkohyuantong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable _ rooney ; that girl has loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photos re &lt;a href="http://www.imagestation.com/album/pictures.html?id=2134231361"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;60 and onwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i've waited all my life to cross this line&lt;br /&gt;to the only thing that's true&lt;br /&gt;so I will not hide&lt;br /&gt;it's time to try anything to be with you&lt;br /&gt;all my life I've waited&lt;br /&gt;this is true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;utterly bored during sch days. &lt;/span&gt;donte you jst hate em? evry recess we discuss whre to go aft sch, and evryday we're running outta ideas. oh wells, its off to school tmr. as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am talkin to &lt;strong&gt;jon &amp; max&lt;/strong&gt; online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jon; remember: "MORE HANKY PANKY!!!!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me; hanky hanky. panky panky.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;max; huh?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was clearing up my rubbish aka my pile of files, bks &amp; papers frm under my table jst nw &amp;amp; was thinking abt my secondary school life. ups &amp; downs &amp;amp; ups &amp; downs &amp;amp; ups &amp;amp; downs. i believe i love myself much mre dan i ever did. and i love life nw. &lt;strong&gt;SO PISS OFF THOSE WHO WANNA BRING ME DWN&lt;/strong&gt;. which is fer nw, nobody. lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110536880125026285?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110536880125026285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110536880125026285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110536880125026285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110536880125026285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2005/01/current-obsession-maxkohyuantong_10.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110524127049691805</id><published>2005-01-09T11:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T11:27:50.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;current obsession _ maxkohyuantong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable _ lil' wayne ; bring it bck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;finally, i decent shopping day whre i really had $$.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up wit &lt;strong&gt;grace&lt;/strong&gt; in tha mrt &amp; went ta &lt;strong&gt;somerset&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;steph&lt;/strong&gt; cldnt meet us yet so we had lunch at &lt;strong&gt;coffee club&lt;/strong&gt;. yes, we act rich bitches. hahahas. walked over to &lt;strong&gt;heeren&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; met &lt;strong&gt;steph&lt;/strong&gt; dere. bought &lt;strong&gt;grace&lt;/strong&gt; a &lt;strong&gt;billabong&lt;/strong&gt; shirt which she wore straight. i bought myself 2 tees, one frm &lt;strong&gt;fourskin&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; tha otha frm&lt;strong&gt; instant karma&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;steph &amp;amp; grace&lt;/strong&gt; bought deir schbags, &lt;strong&gt;billabong&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to &lt;strong&gt;far east&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; met tha guys dere - &lt;strong&gt;russ, liat &amp; jon&lt;/strong&gt;. bought a black bikini! i wanted to get boxers frm my babyboy so i followed tha guys ard while &lt;strong&gt;steph &amp; grace&lt;/strong&gt; walked ard on deir own. bought boxers at &lt;strong&gt;sponge&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; went ard lking fer &lt;strong&gt;2001&lt;/strong&gt; - tha american shop. omigosh, i love tha shirts dere cann! derre's &lt;strong&gt;rooney, rufio, sugarcult, macbeth, story of the yr &amp; atticus&lt;/strong&gt; shirts! altho i knw i can get atticus shirts cheaper at queensway, here dey lk sooooo much nicer. &lt;strong&gt;liat&lt;/strong&gt; bought a &lt;strong&gt;BLACK&lt;/strong&gt; shirt fer a change. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went bck to &lt;strong&gt;heeren&lt;/strong&gt; cause &lt;strong&gt;russ&lt;/strong&gt; needed ta get his &lt;strong&gt;converse&lt;/strong&gt; shoes fer sch &amp; we ate dinner at &lt;strong&gt;billy bombers&lt;/strong&gt;. yes yes, once again.. act rich bitches &amp;amp; bastards. (x my dad came to fetch me &amp; grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i keep forgettin to write this in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;max&lt;/strong&gt; is gonna go &lt;strong&gt;france&lt;/strong&gt; fer 1 month or mre.&lt;br /&gt;i guess.&lt;br /&gt;he's nrt sure himself.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells, its gonna b tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110524127049691805?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110524127049691805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110524127049691805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110524127049691805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110524127049691805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2005/01/current-obsession-maxkohyuantong_09.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110515599727904349</id><published>2005-01-08T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-08T11:49:56.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;current obsession _ maxkohyuantong&lt;br /&gt;turntable _ joss stone ; you had me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yest, met &lt;strong&gt;max&lt;/strong&gt; at my hse dere at ard 4 plus? went to parkway ta chill first since we were meetin tha rest at 5. we were lyk playing ard tha blks at marine parade. he piggybacked me ard; jumping, screaming &amp; running. hahahahas. &amp;amp; i &lt;strong&gt;TRIED&lt;/strong&gt; to piggyback him, &lt;strong&gt;failed&lt;/strong&gt;. \x asked &lt;strong&gt;ch&lt;/strong&gt; which blk he lived at so he cld piggybck me dere. hahahas. super fun. went to &lt;strong&gt;classics&lt;/strong&gt; ta play &amp; waited fer tha 2 black V-neck shirt grrls tha cme, &lt;strong&gt;steph &amp;amp; grace&lt;/strong&gt;. lmao. dey were all wearing jeans, black shirts &amp; converse shoe. so i decided ta go hme ta change to my converse shoe cause i felt weird &amp;amp; i had blisters. lx when i grt bck,&lt;strong&gt; liat &amp; russ&lt;/strong&gt; were dere alrdy. &lt;strong&gt;russ&lt;/strong&gt; was wearing black &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;liat&lt;/strong&gt; wearing white. -phewww. lucky &lt;strong&gt;liat&lt;/strong&gt; wear white, accompany me. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate dinner at macs, tha beef prosperity thang. curly/twister fries re nicenice. (: chionged dwn to tha&lt;strong&gt; Emmanuel Assembly of God&lt;/strong&gt;. watched tha play agains, &amp; i must say i still can laugh so hardly at tha jokes even tho ive heard em bfer. ((: dere was a mass prayer &amp;amp; dey asked who whld lyk to receive &lt;strong&gt;Christ&lt;/strong&gt; into deir lives once again or fer tha 1st tym. 4 pple rose up deir hands - &lt;strong&gt;me, steph &amp; 2 other grrls&lt;/strong&gt;. this grrl, &lt;strong&gt;queenie&lt;/strong&gt;, came up to pray fer/with me. thanks grrl! (x and yes, i hav taken my &lt;strong&gt;rededication&lt;/strong&gt;. am gonna go dat church nxt week fer their youth service wit tha crew. cant wait! (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to &lt;strong&gt;gelare&lt;/strong&gt; aft dat wit &lt;strong&gt;tha crew, dan, aiken, andrew &amp;amp; anotha guy&lt;/strong&gt;. dey re sucha funny bunch. reached hme at ard 11 plus &amp;amp; had a fight wit my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my eyes re sore nw.&lt;/em&gt; ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;\\\\&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see my future there in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Together and forever, it's you and me&lt;br /&gt;You see cause I wont be listenin to what my frens hav got to say&lt;br /&gt;I know you'll be there all the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You promised&lt;br /&gt;And I know&lt;br /&gt;That you will always care&lt;br /&gt;Through good times&lt;br /&gt;Through bad times&lt;br /&gt;You're always there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold me now don't ever let it go&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with you but you already know&lt;br /&gt;I want this love to last and be forever&lt;br /&gt;If you believe and you can only see&lt;br /&gt;That making love to me would make your life complete&lt;br /&gt;Hold me tight and say you'll leave me never&lt;br /&gt;Straight from the heart you changed my life forever more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dream of waking up in your arms&lt;br /&gt;And watch the sun bring in the day&lt;br /&gt;You see what I can't imagine I'm sure we can achieve&lt;br /&gt;Which means giving up on this dream&lt;br /&gt;You comfort&lt;br /&gt;And you guide me&lt;br /&gt;When skies are grey&lt;br /&gt;And I feel you&lt;br /&gt;And I need you&lt;br /&gt;To say you'll stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110515599727904349?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110515599727904349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110515599727904349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110515599727904349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110515599727904349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2005/01/current-obsession-maxkohyuantong_08.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110493277972911722</id><published>2005-01-05T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-05T21:46:19.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;current obsession _ maxkohyuantong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable _ SOTY ; page avenue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my HP is officially &lt;strong&gt;screwed&lt;/strong&gt; as you may or may nrt knw. waited fer &lt;strong&gt;HOURS&lt;/strong&gt; fer my turn at nokia care bt all was well cause gav me tym to read tha book grace lent me &lt;em&gt;"P.S, i love you".&lt;/em&gt; awesome bk i must say &amp; veh veh distracting. i always wanna read it durin lessons &amp;amp; wen i hav free tym [lyk nw] i donte read it. \x bahhhs. gotta go collect my hp tmr so fer tha tym being, im using my bro's old &lt;strong&gt;8310&lt;/strong&gt;. crummy shit shit. sumone must hav cursed my phone &amp; i knw who. &lt;strong&gt;HAHAHAS&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am off to write that darn essay abt myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;azrina&lt;/strong&gt; is crazy, she really wants to knw us better.&lt;br /&gt;bt we're leaving dis yr! rahh rahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110493277972911722?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110493277972911722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110493277972911722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110493277972911722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110493277972911722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2005/01/current-obsession-maxkohyuantong.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110485362384769579</id><published>2005-01-04T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T23:47:03.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;current obsession _ SOTY &amp; maxkohyuantong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable _ SOTY ; anthem of our dying day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was tha usual, boring as hell. bt i did get to write &lt;strong&gt;social studies&lt;/strong&gt; notes! lyk finally. classes seem shorter nw since dey've changed tha tymings of each class. went fer lunch at &lt;strong&gt;tmart's mac&lt;/strong&gt; aft sch &amp; den went off to &lt;strong&gt;tanah merah&lt;/strong&gt; to meet &lt;strong&gt;max&lt;/strong&gt;. was suppose ta catch tha 0330 shuttle bus to tha chalet bt i missed it by lyk &lt;strong&gt;ONE FRIGGIN SECOND&lt;/strong&gt;. fuckin driver donte wanna wait fer me. mind my language pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we took a bus to &lt;strong&gt;tanah merah ferry terminal&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; walked ta rest of tha way dere. reached dere at ard 4plus &amp;amp; i finally grt ta meet &lt;strong&gt;genevieve&lt;/strong&gt;! (x she lent me a racer bck so i bathed. was lyk damn bored laas till tha bbq started. &lt;strong&gt;yan&lt;/strong&gt; took a taxi dwn. started bbqing &amp; stuffs. &lt;strong&gt;me, gen &amp;amp; yan&lt;/strong&gt; cooked alotta food &amp; reserved sum. den we took over tha mahjong table to eat. hahahs. (: played a lil' soccer &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;lynn&lt;/strong&gt; came!! cooked summre &amp; talked to leon. he's mr. original manns. hahas. wanted to tke photos laas bt my hp is &lt;strong&gt;VEH VEH SCREWED&lt;/strong&gt;. am gonna send it to nokia care tmr. nehoos, took &lt;strong&gt;joel leong's&lt;/strong&gt; hp &amp;amp; we 4 went upstairs to tke photos. while taking, dere was a sudden knock frm outside tha window. scared tha shit outta us cann! bloody &lt;strong&gt;riozhad &amp; ignitius&lt;/strong&gt; climbed along tha roof frm tha other room to ours. &amp;amp; we all started climbing out. sat at tha roof fer awhile &amp; took pictures. lmao! &lt;strong&gt;me &amp;amp; yan&lt;/strong&gt; left soon aft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had alotta fun fun fun todays.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhahahs. ((:&lt;br /&gt;and even &lt;strong&gt;gen&lt;/strong&gt; knws abt my blog!&lt;br /&gt;omg. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HELLO GEN!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nw i hav one mre person to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;genevieve&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;donte worry &lt;strong&gt;paulynn&lt;/strong&gt;, i still love you most.&lt;br /&gt;ohkay, second frm &lt;strong&gt;max&lt;/strong&gt; laaaas. (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110485362384769579?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110485362384769579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110485362384769579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110485362384769579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110485362384769579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2005/01/current-obsession-soty-yan-left-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110475991078700472</id><published>2005-01-03T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T21:45:10.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable _  beyonce ; dangerously in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first day of school started wit a drastic twist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, dey changed all our class names.&lt;br /&gt;we're nw 5c1/2/3.&lt;br /&gt;derre's 4r1 &amp; 4i1 blahhhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ITS SO FUCKING CORNY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C is fer commitment.&lt;br /&gt;I is fer integrity.&lt;br /&gt;R is fer respect/responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RAHH&lt;/strong&gt;. i am still not used to writtin 5c2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly, we hav 2 timetables.&lt;br /&gt;one fer tha &lt;em&gt;odd&lt;/em&gt; weeks.&lt;br /&gt;one fer tha &lt;em&gt;even&lt;/em&gt; weeks.&lt;br /&gt;its lyk omigosh, dey're jst making thangs complicated laas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, i din get &lt;strong&gt;mrs abdelaziz&lt;/strong&gt; fer tha 4th tym.&lt;br /&gt;instead, my class' form teacher is &lt;strong&gt;mdm sharifah&lt;/strong&gt; - who is really boring btw.&lt;br /&gt;she's gonna b my &lt;strong&gt;social studies&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; &lt;strong&gt;CME&lt;/strong&gt; teacher. what a drag. /x&lt;br /&gt;my class' chi teacher is either &lt;strong&gt;mdm fong/mrs keong&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;bt lucky me, im taking CL 'B'. well, hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bt all in all, tha first day was a-ohkay.&lt;br /&gt;im sitting to my 'life support' - &lt;strong&gt;mungek&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;infront of me is &lt;strong&gt;russ &amp; liat&lt;/strong&gt;, so im gettin entertainment 24/7! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aft sch, we all went ta tmall's &lt;strong&gt;LJS&lt;/strong&gt; fer lunch.&lt;br /&gt;y'knw, tha usual bunch + &lt;strong&gt;max&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;walked ard &amp; ard &amp;amp; ard.&lt;br /&gt;had soooo much slackin in &lt;strong&gt;mac&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;russ &amp; jon&lt;/strong&gt; started drawing all tha faces on our sch diary.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; we were laughing our asses off.&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;COULD&lt;/strong&gt; show you tha pictures bt my hp is &lt;strong&gt;SCREWED&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;so i &lt;strong&gt;WOULD.........................................................................................n't&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAS. [inside joke]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ziyan&lt;/strong&gt; called jst nw jst to scream in my ear abt her haircut. apparently she made tha biggest booboo by going to a bad hairdresser who cut her hair &lt;strong&gt;UBER&lt;/strong&gt; short &amp; nw she lks lyk a butch. tsk tsk. we shall sue him yes? and tmr's tha &lt;strong&gt;BBQ&lt;/strong&gt;!! rahhh. wonder hw she lks lyk nw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. i havent bought my bks fer tmr, din buy my uniform &amp;amp; i aint sure what tym im going to tha chalet. \x sooo screwy. shall go plan plan plan nw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110475991078700472?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110475991078700472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110475991078700472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110475991078700472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110475991078700472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2005/01/turntable-beyonce-dangerously-in-love.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110465202491266710</id><published>2005-01-02T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T15:47:04.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;its been raining all day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEW YR'S RESOLUTIONS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- study hard &amp; do well fer my O levels&lt;br /&gt;- play more&lt;br /&gt;- find loadsa tym fer tha dance crew&lt;br /&gt;- go to tha gym regularly + swimmin &amp;amp; jogging&lt;br /&gt;- lose weight&lt;br /&gt;- start writing raps again [i only write em wen im angry]&lt;br /&gt;- get mre COW stuffs&lt;br /&gt;- play more more&lt;br /&gt;- stop wasting money on useless junk&lt;br /&gt;- get mre clothes [im desperate, yes]&lt;br /&gt;- hav loadsa cheap tuition [aka lynn &amp; tha st.gabs guys fer help]&lt;br /&gt;- do well fer chinese [NOT.]&lt;br /&gt;- play more more more&lt;br /&gt;- be less of a bitch [ills try my best bt no promises]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. if i hav mre, i shall add em in ltrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable: twista - higher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110465202491266710?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110465202491266710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110465202491266710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110465202491266710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110465202491266710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2005/01/its-been-raining-all-day.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110456395302989463</id><published>2005-01-01T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-01T15:19:13.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shall do what vall did &amp; thank some pple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lynn// heyyas bestie!! i thank God fer sending you dwn to me cause if nrt, ills hav no one to bitch to &amp; share all my secrets wit. (: thanks fer alwaes sticking by my side all this while. whenever we feel far apart frm each otha, we still manage to grw closer min by min. loveyas grrl! frens forever? hahas. dats soo corny laas. whatever. treasure what you hav nw kayyys? (x and rmbr ills alwaes b here fer you. -smwahhhs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steph// im at your hse, hw to write?! lmao. alrytes, alot has happened these past 4[going 5] yrs dat we've knwn each other &amp; thankfully in tha end, we're still best frens. sorry fer all tha trouble i cause bfer. \x thanks fer being dere fer me all tha tym yaas? loveyas. -smwahhs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grace// POO. you're finally attached to tha guy evryone din wan you ta get attached to in tha first place. luckily, he has changed fer tha better &amp; jst fer you. AWWWWWW. lols. thanks fer being my bitching partner &amp;amp; alwaes being dere ta gimme advice. loveyas. -smwahhhs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jon&amp;ch// tha faithful guys of tha -OOs. hahhahs. jon, stop being nice to my bf!! HE'S GONNA START LYKING YOU. ): hahahahs. jkjk. and ch, tke care of grace kayys. ya finally hav her so TREASURE her! i thank you guys fer all tha fun tyms we hav &amp; also fer all tha advice yall hav given me. thanks fer sticking by me alwaes. loveyalls! -smwahhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vall&amp;yan// tha otha half of 4hm (x altho i may nrt b as close as you 2 as me &amp;amp; lynn bt yall knw you can count on me whenever ya need sumone to help ya. i love you grrls &amp; tke care aiights. loveyas! -smwahhhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arvin// GARFIELD! i miss my best guy fren. )): we donte talk as much as usual anymre. thanks fer helping me wit max last tym &amp; thanks fer alwaes being dere fer me. tho sumtyms you do mke me pissed [eg, you tellin out MY SECRETS], i still feel i can trust you yaas. tke care of yourself kayys? loveyas. -smwaahhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thadevils// its impossible to name all of ya bt mainly: russ, liat, tong, kenneth, alf.. YOU GUYS ROCK. thanks fer bringing all tha fun into our outings yaas? thanks fer being tha funny guys dat you re.  (: loveyou guys! -smwahs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smoovejump&amp;tha e3guys// hanging out wit you guys can b mighty fun yaas? bt yall alwaes nrt ON one. hahahhas. still, i love you st gabs guys. thanks fer evrythang. (: and to tha e3 guys, tke care of max will ya? hees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and last bt nrt least,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;max// nonono. i haven forgotten you yet baby. (: thanks fer being tha guy ive alwaes dreamed of. thanks fer being by my side whenever i needed you. sorry fer being stubborn sumtyms, sorry fer making ya sad. tha yr whldnt hav been complete if you din cme into my life. i shant write sucha long mushy part here cause pple might say im crazy. hahahhas. \x iloveya bee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110456395302989463?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110456395302989463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110456395302989463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110456395302989463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110456395302989463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2005/01/shall-do-what-vall-did-lynn-bt-yall.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110447246356346957</id><published>2004-12-31T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T13:57:05.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its finally tha last day of tha yr.&lt;br /&gt;oh hw tym flys ehh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY NEW YR TO ALL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ina few mre days, we'll b starting sch.&lt;br /&gt;ina few mre days, we'll b wearing our sch-u.&lt;br /&gt;ina few mre days, evryone will b slpin in class.&lt;br /&gt;ina few mre days, it'll b 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i lk bck on this yr, i conclude dat it has been a great yr. despite all tha bad happening, tha outcome of em is alwaes gd. &lt;em&gt;frens lost, frens gained. love lost, love gained.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lost tha &lt;strong&gt;cbsistas&lt;/strong&gt; bt i gained tha &lt;strong&gt;-OOs&amp;devils&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i grt mre frens aka &lt;strong&gt;SJ&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; tha &lt;strong&gt;St. Gabs e3 guys&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i grt even &lt;strong&gt;MORE&lt;/strong&gt; frens thru &lt;strong&gt;ZLN&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i grt tha dance crew, &lt;strong&gt;SPLOSIV&lt;/strong&gt;, ive alwaes dreamed abt.&lt;br /&gt;and i grt my &lt;strong&gt;babyboy&lt;3.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;altho i din get 3points, i still grt 4As which is great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made &lt;strong&gt;TONS&lt;/strong&gt; of frens, hang out wit great crews &amp; am inlove.&lt;br /&gt;nw tell me, hw can i say i hated this yr?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadly, ills havta leave &lt;strong&gt;2004&lt;/strong&gt; in my memories.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; openly welcome &lt;strong&gt;2005&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;it will b a great yr, i can tell. (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am gonna go countdwn at &lt;strong&gt;esplanade&lt;/strong&gt; ltrs.&lt;br /&gt;den off to &lt;strong&gt;steph's&lt;/strong&gt; to ton.&lt;br /&gt;on tha 1st, she's celebrating her burfday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable: destiny's child - 8 days of christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110447246356346957?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110447246356346957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110447246356346957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110447246356346957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110447246356346957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2004/12/its-finally-tha-last-day-of-tha-yr.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110437350186848578</id><published>2004-12-30T10:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T10:53:09.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my com went bust on me yesterday, so ills update abt yesterday nw. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photos &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imagestation.com/album/pictures.html?id=2133165058"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;went fer tha &lt;strong&gt;ZLN's beach party&lt;/strong&gt; thang, organised by &lt;strong&gt;alicia&lt;/strong&gt;. veh lil' grrls went bt we still had loadsa fun! met up wit &lt;strong&gt;steph &amp; vivian&lt;/strong&gt; in tha mrt. den went to habour front. alicia introduced us to &lt;strong&gt;nicole, jasmine, liying &amp;amp; xingpei&lt;/strong&gt;. all frm kranji sec, sec 4 n/a this yr. &lt;strong&gt;SO WE ALL SME!!&lt;/strong&gt; lmao. &lt;strong&gt;nicole's&lt;/strong&gt; lyk damn smart laas, grt evrythang A1, only english A2. WTF. \x jealous jealous jealous. so we made our way to &lt;strong&gt;sentosa&lt;/strong&gt;, busy taking photos in tha bus. went to palawan beach. mre grrls came: &lt;strong&gt;felicia, leefeng, liling, xianoi &amp; linghui&lt;/strong&gt;. played&lt;strong&gt; captain's ball&lt;/strong&gt;, ate abit, played &lt;strong&gt;truthORdare &amp;amp; 007&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;truthORdare&lt;/strong&gt; was damn funny. &lt;strong&gt;xingpei&lt;/strong&gt; always kana tha dare &amp; she hadta dance ard tha tree &amp;amp; ask this nerdy guy fer his number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 mre grrls joined: &lt;strong&gt;lucinda &amp; priscilia&lt;/strong&gt;. den we went to play in tha water. it was damn fun laaas. (x we swam all tha way to tha other side to play wit tha slide. sat on tha floats &amp;amp; was veh bored so &lt;strong&gt;me &amp; steph&lt;/strong&gt; taught em tha finger game. wahhhh. &lt;strong&gt;VALL&lt;/strong&gt;, your dat finger game spread so far alrdy lehh. aft dat sum of em went to rollerblade or cycle so &lt;strong&gt;me, steph, vivian, nicole, jasmine, lucinda &amp;amp; priscilia&lt;/strong&gt; sat dwn &amp; started asking stupid questions laas. lyk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"what if you see a bitch you hate in twn dat what will you do?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were so bitchy cann. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den alicia asked &lt;strong&gt;me, nicole &amp;amp; vivian&lt;/strong&gt; dwn to tha beach. dey wanted us to pose fer sum &lt;strong&gt;model shots&lt;/strong&gt; fer tha ZLN posters. HAHAHHAS. had fun tho, bt it was abit embarassing. \x we went to bathe aft dat &amp; left fer hme. most of em live on tha westside so &lt;strong&gt;me, steph &amp;amp; vivian&lt;/strong&gt; went bck tgther. went to &lt;strong&gt;singpost&lt;/strong&gt; to eat &lt;strong&gt;LJS&lt;/strong&gt; and hme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;current obsesssion: rooney &amp;amp; himm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable: j-kwon - get tipsy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110437350186848578?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110437350186848578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110437350186848578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110437350186848578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110437350186848578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2004/12/my-com-went-bust-on-me-yesterday-so.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110425018050369639</id><published>2004-12-28T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T00:09:40.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alrytes, bck frm &lt;strong&gt;tong's&lt;/strong&gt; partehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up wit &lt;strong&gt;max, jon, ch, ben, russ &amp; tong&lt;/strong&gt; first at &lt;strong&gt;parkway&lt;/strong&gt;. went to &lt;strong&gt;giant&lt;/strong&gt; ta buy tha stuff den &lt;strong&gt;lynn&lt;/strong&gt; came to find us. &lt;strong&gt;me &amp;amp; lynn&lt;/strong&gt; ate &lt;strong&gt;KFC&lt;/strong&gt; while tha guys watched. hahahas. dey left fer tong's place bt i hadta go hme fer my stupid dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went hme, changed [altho i seriously din wan to] &amp; did my makeup and &lt;strong&gt;*POOF&lt;/strong&gt;, my mother says,&lt;em&gt; "actually tha both of you donte havta cme."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;WTF&lt;/strong&gt;. wasted all my tym. i quickly changed into something mre casual &amp;amp; my dad dropped me off at &lt;strong&gt;tong's&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pple who went: me, lynn, grace, steph, max, shaun, ch, jon, russ, tong, ben, liat, kenneth, darren, mok &amp; ummm.. tong's frens.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his room is &lt;strong&gt;SMALL&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; &lt;strong&gt;MESSY&lt;/strong&gt;. \x bt we had fun bbq-ing. wanted to play &lt;strong&gt;DIRTY truthORdare&lt;/strong&gt; bt tha guys were wussies. in tha end dey jst played wit tha bbq fire, adding loadsa butter so it'll burn burn &lt;strong&gt;BURN&lt;/strong&gt;. yeaahh,&lt;em&gt; burn baby burn&lt;/em&gt;. (: sadly, i din really spend tym wit my &lt;strong&gt;babyboy&lt;/strong&gt;. in 5 mre days, we wonte b able to see each other as often alrdy. he's grt wrk &amp;amp; i hav sch. ): life's screwy aint it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ZLN&lt;/strong&gt; beach thang at &lt;strong&gt;sentosa&lt;/strong&gt; tmr. 30 grrls going - by invite only.&lt;br /&gt;we re so &lt;strong&gt;popular &amp; cool &amp; allthatotherstuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;HAHAHAHAHAS. jkjk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;current obsession: rooney &amp;amp; himm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable: blink 182 - i miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110425018050369639?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110425018050369639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110425018050369639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110425018050369639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110425018050369639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2004/12/alrytes-bck-frm-tongs-partehh.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110420545573651534</id><published>2004-12-28T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T11:44:15.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>photos &lt;a href="http://www.imagestation.com/album/pictures.html?id=2133917565"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, 141 onwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday went over to his crib agains. bought lunch &amp; watched &lt;strong&gt;stairway to heaven&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; fuckit, i cried so much. &lt;strong&gt;DAMN SAD CANN&lt;/strong&gt;. ): den i left fer twn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pple who went: me, yan, vall, arvin, shaun, adrian, riozhad, joelL, joelT, justin &amp; eugene.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had dinner at &lt;strong&gt;fish&amp;co&lt;/strong&gt;. brings bck memories doesnt it? hahahas. was kina boring laas, &amp;amp; i fucking hell stained my skirt. \x aft dinner went to play pool. &lt;strong&gt;BLAHHS&lt;/strong&gt;. kinda boring laas. talked to &lt;strong&gt;lynn&lt;/strong&gt; aft dat till late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lynn's&lt;/strong&gt; coming ltrs. &lt;strong&gt;YAYS&lt;/strong&gt;! aft saying out evrythang yest, we re nw closer nw mre dan ever. hahahas. love it! (x gonna go family dinner ltrs. my uncle, tha ambassador fer sg in india, is coming bck laas. &lt;strong&gt;SO LAYCHEY&lt;/strong&gt;, or hwever you spell it. tong's parteh is aft dat. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;current obsession: rooney &amp;amp; himm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable: corey clark - open arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110420545573651534?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110420545573651534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110420545573651534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110420545573651534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110420545573651534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2004/12/photos-here-141-onwards.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110403256571771672</id><published>2004-12-26T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-26T18:45:29.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[edit]&lt;br /&gt;photos &lt;a href="http://www.imagestation.com/album/pictures.html?id=2133461263"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love ian pa.&lt;br /&gt;he is my santa claus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HE BOUGHT ME THA $89 PUMA BAG!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he bought &lt;strong&gt;steph&lt;/strong&gt; a &lt;strong&gt;billabong&lt;/strong&gt; wallet.&lt;br /&gt;my gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANKS AGAIN!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; ((:&lt;br /&gt;[/edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohkay. so we din go eat, we watched &lt;strong&gt;KUNG POW&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i grt so freaking high aft watching it, i almost died laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WEEE OOOO WEE OOOO WEEEEEEEEE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-snorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me, steph, qy, max, jon &amp; liat &lt;/strong&gt;were in tha rm and we slept fer awhile. woke up fer lunch &amp;amp; pple left here &amp; dere, to cme bck ltrs. (: i came hme to bathe &amp;amp; change den left fer grace's place. &lt;strong&gt;lynn&lt;/strong&gt; was dere! and she gav me that &lt;strong&gt;angel set&lt;/strong&gt; frm &lt;strong&gt;pupa&lt;/strong&gt; fer christmas!! &lt;strong&gt;OHMIGOSH&lt;/strong&gt;. thankies grrl! &lt;strong&gt;AND WE PUT MAKEUP ON CH!! LMAO&lt;/strong&gt;. he really really really lked lyk a butch wit makeup. &lt;strong&gt;HAHAHHAS&lt;/strong&gt;. had tha bbq, joked ard &amp; chilled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jon, liat, tong &amp;amp; kenneth&lt;/strong&gt; left first. den aft that &lt;strong&gt;steph, qy, shawn, billy, shawn &amp; weeyang&lt;/strong&gt; left. tha burfday grrl helped me do my nails again since i scraped all my black nailpolish off. we crapped awhile &amp;amp; ard 1 plus, &lt;strong&gt;max &amp; joel leong&lt;/strong&gt; came! hahahahahs. slacked in tha rm, shared cold jokes &amp;amp; dey grt drunk/giddy. sum stupid shit happened bt shall nrt mention it here. evryone was so sleepy bt dey kept leaving tha rm to sleep outside till only &lt;strong&gt;me, max, grace &amp; ch &lt;/strong&gt;were left in tha rm. &lt;strong&gt;SHIOK&lt;/strong&gt;! soooo much space to sleep alrdy. din havta squeeze in that small corner. left in tha morning aft we all woke up. came hme &amp;amp; opened my pressies frm my relatives: toga bag, bangles, necklace, charm bracelet, shawl &amp; my cute lil &lt;strong&gt;pri5 cousin&lt;/strong&gt; gav me a mini fm/am radio. HAHAS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27th's dinner is cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;mainly cause nobody can &lt;strong&gt;EVER&lt;/strong&gt; confirm &amp;amp; dey seem super budget.&lt;br /&gt;andd new yr's eve's parteh changed to 28th.&lt;br /&gt;cause tha bbq pits re fully booked on new yr's eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;free flow&lt;/strong&gt; food [duhh] &amp; alcoholic drinks [cant confirm yets]&lt;br /&gt;venue is still tha sme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;current obsession: rufio, rooney &amp;amp; himm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable: ashley simpson - undiscovered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110403256571771672?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110403256571771672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110403256571771672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110403256571771672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110403256571771672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2004/12/edit-photos-here.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110392418789279380</id><published>2004-12-25T05:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-25T05:36:27.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MERRY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;CHRISTMAS&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ryte nw am at &lt;strong&gt;grace's&lt;/strong&gt; crib &amp; im guessing she's asleep dwnstairs. had hella fun todays! (x first i went fer my family dinner &amp;amp; dey brought &lt;strong&gt;tha twins&lt;/strong&gt; along! hahas. dey lk so bloody cute laas, so damn chubby. had dinner had hotel new otani &amp; we left ard 10+. sent my &lt;strong&gt;grandaunt &amp;amp; aunty&lt;/strong&gt; hme, den i went hme ta get my wallet &amp; my dad dropped me off at &lt;strong&gt;city hall&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took a mrt to &lt;strong&gt;somerset&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; yes, it was fuckin crowded. while on my way to cine, saw pple spraying ard &amp;amp; this small lil' grrl cme spray me. lucky din kana. hahahahhahaas. &lt;strong&gt;IN YO FACE&lt;/strong&gt;! \x met up wit em &amp; we grt a corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pple who went: me, max, steph, grace, qianyun, jon, russ, tong, mok, weiliat, ben, chernhaw, billy, shaun, weeyang &amp; deir frens.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fun stuff. started spraying ard here &amp; dere. bt i hate dose fucking indian shitheads. sorry, am being veh racist nw bt i &lt;strong&gt;FUCK CARE&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FUCKING INDIANS GO ARD SPRAYING PPLE IN THA FACE &amp; GRAB AT GRRLS. WTF. FUCKING NO RESPECT SIAL. I GO LITTLE INDIA BOMB EM AHHH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry. had ta let off sum steam yaas. fuckin pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;half of us grt lost &amp; tha other half took tha last train to &lt;strong&gt;grace's&lt;/strong&gt; place. sadly, we were locked out. so &lt;strong&gt;me, max, steph, qy, jon &amp;amp; liat&lt;/strong&gt; took a night bus to eunos &amp; had an adventure to grace's crib. walked in sum veh veh narrow longkang laas, damn fun. (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evryone bathe finish alrdy. tink sum of us gonna eat nw. i am so damn hungry. \x&lt;br /&gt;alrytes. ciao fer nw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;current obsession: rufio, rooney &amp;amp; himm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable: rooney - losing all control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110392418789279380?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110392418789279380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110392418789279380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110392418789279380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110392418789279380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2004/12/merry-christmas-ryte-nw-am-at-graces.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110382203271565815</id><published>2004-12-24T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-24T01:43:09.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[edit]&lt;br /&gt;forgot to add these infos in:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ST. GABS PPLE [ala SJ &amp; e3 pple] &amp;amp; 4HM DINNER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27th December 2004&lt;br /&gt;venue: nrt knwn yet&lt;br /&gt;time: EVENING&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NEW YR'S EVE PARTEH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31 December 2004&lt;br /&gt;venue: tong's crib&lt;br /&gt;time: nrt knwn yet&lt;br /&gt;this parteh is open to tha crew [ala -OOs &amp; devils] &amp;amp; our outside frens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sms me fer mre details.&lt;br /&gt;[/edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slept at 0335am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;max&lt;/strong&gt; smsed at 0840am.&lt;br /&gt;was ard 12 wen we made our way dwn to &lt;strong&gt;queensway&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;bought &lt;strong&gt;pressies&lt;/strong&gt; fer tha crew. (x&lt;br /&gt;den left fer &lt;strong&gt;twn&lt;/strong&gt;, to do mre shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you imagine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;taka's mango&lt;/strong&gt; was packed wit sooo many pple dat derre's a queue outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SALE 50% OFF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;singaporean women re crazy shoppers, yes?&lt;br /&gt;we walked over to &lt;strong&gt;wisma's isetan&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; it was tha sme thang inside &lt;strong&gt;mango&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;sumhw, i managed to get a blck halter top fer myself.&lt;br /&gt;din bother trying it on, so i paid &amp;amp; left fer tha toliet.&lt;br /&gt;i am so damn lucky it fits. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked till ard 0650 &amp; went to tha stage outside &lt;strong&gt;taka&lt;/strong&gt; to watch &lt;strong&gt;"tha gift".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;veh veh nice shw indeed, funny funny.&lt;br /&gt;enjoyed it alot.&lt;br /&gt;aft tha shw, we went to find &lt;strong&gt;russ, liat &amp;amp; tong&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;russ intro-ed us to &lt;strong&gt;dan, aiken &amp; melvina&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;veh veh cool pple too i must say.&lt;br /&gt;dan spends money lyk it drops frm tha sky.&lt;br /&gt;today, he spent abt &lt;u&gt;$500+&lt;/u&gt; on &lt;strong&gt;HIMSELF&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;tha whle week? &lt;u&gt;$1000+&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OHMIGOSH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;i wish to shop wit him whenever i cann. (x&lt;br /&gt;went to cine's food court to eat since evrywhre else was packed.&lt;br /&gt;me &amp;amp; max left early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;family's christmas dinner is tmr!&lt;br /&gt;cant wait to see my cousins &amp; im hoping my aunt bought me stuff frm &lt;strong&gt;paris&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and aft dat, countdwn wit tha crew in twn.&lt;br /&gt;den off to &lt;strong&gt;grace's&lt;/strong&gt; crib to ton &amp;amp; get wasted.&lt;br /&gt;AND nxt day &lt;strong&gt;BBQ&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ooo ahhhh. i love christmas, donte you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;current obsession: christmas songs &amp;amp; himm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable: nsync - merry christmas, happy holidays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110382203271565815?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110382203271565815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110382203271565815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110382203271565815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110382203271565815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2004/12/edit-forgot-to-add-these-infos-in-st.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110372939473635238</id><published>2004-12-22T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T23:29:54.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went fer tha &lt;strong&gt;ZLN inaugaration&lt;/strong&gt; todays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hella fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up wit &lt;strong&gt;grace &amp; qianyun&lt;/strong&gt;. we lked so freakingly retarded laas, wearing &lt;strong&gt;DRESSES&lt;/strong&gt; outside parkmall. bahhh, whatever laas. \x we went to sg shopping center ta put on mkeup. den off to parkmall to see many grrls, &lt;strong&gt;WEARING DEMIN SKIRTS&lt;/strong&gt; - even tho dey were tld nrt to. alot wearing shoes &amp;amp; jeans too. went up to tha &lt;strong&gt;paradigm&lt;/strong&gt; in sg shoppin center. played an icebreaker &amp; den drank &amp;amp; ate. den we danced tha afternoon away. it was damn sickening since 80% of tha pple were &lt;strong&gt;cheenah ahlians&lt;/strong&gt; who were in love wit &lt;strong&gt;techno&lt;/strong&gt;, so dey kept requesting it. and its lyk wen tha DJ started playing &lt;strong&gt;reggae&lt;/strong&gt;, me &amp; qy started screaming and no one else did. super spoiler sial dey. fuckin techno almst burst my brain. danced, ate, drank. whle thang rocked. wanted to go &lt;strong&gt;hendrix&lt;/strong&gt; aft dat, bt seriously over dressed. &lt;strong&gt;LMAO&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went wit &lt;strong&gt;grace &amp; qy&lt;/strong&gt; to &lt;strong&gt;fareast&lt;/strong&gt; aft dat. walked ard lking fer clothes &amp;amp; blahhhs. ate waffles at &lt;strong&gt;gelare&lt;/strong&gt; till &lt;strong&gt;steph&lt;/strong&gt; came. and crazily took retarded photos wit qy's cam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna buy christmas presents at twn or queensway. den gonna go meet russ &amp; gang tha watch sum skit/play outside taka called &lt;strong&gt;"the gift".&lt;/strong&gt; may b going &lt;strong&gt;hendrix&lt;/strong&gt; on tha 27th. anyone wanna join?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;3 days to &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;christ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;mas&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and we danced tha nyte away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;current obsession: rufio, rooney &amp;amp; my retard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable: rooney - simply because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110372939473635238?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110372939473635238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110372939473635238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110372939473635238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110372939473635238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2004/12/went-fer-tha-zln-inaugaration-todays.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110364053227814538</id><published>2004-12-21T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T23:04:29.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[edit]&lt;br /&gt;btw. i stumbled across this at his hse.&lt;br /&gt;its abt sum stgabs e3 pple, written by deir teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;joshua's&lt;/span&gt; CHIJ excitment &amp; 'buaya-ness'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;muahwee's&lt;/span&gt; perpetual childishness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;joel leong's&lt;/span&gt; pathetic attempt at acting pityful&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;arvin's&lt;/span&gt; afro hairstyle &amp;amp; crazy outbursts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;riozhad's&lt;/span&gt; lazy yet resourceful character&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;shaun's&lt;/span&gt; 'ang-mo-ness'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAHAHAHAHAAS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muahwee's one damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;[/edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he came all tha way to pick me up cause i din knw tha new route to punggol.&lt;br /&gt;my sweet retarded bf.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. had lunch at &lt;strong&gt;KFC&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; rented &lt;em&gt;Final Destination&lt;/em&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;em&gt;Scary Movie 3&lt;/em&gt; frm &lt;strong&gt;EZYvideo&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;oh fuck.&lt;br /&gt;i hate &lt;strong&gt;final destiation&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;it is so fucking scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SICK SHIT MANNNNS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hated tha part whre sumthang cut tha guy's head off clean &amp;amp; fast.&lt;br /&gt;-pukes&lt;br /&gt;shall nrt go into detail any futher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For all those times you stood by me&lt;br /&gt;For all the truth that you made me see&lt;br /&gt;For all the joy you brought to my life&lt;br /&gt;For all the wrong that you made right&lt;br /&gt;For every dream you made come true&lt;br /&gt;For all the love I found in you&lt;br /&gt;I'll be forever thankful baby&lt;br /&gt;You're the one who held me up&lt;br /&gt;Never let me fall&lt;br /&gt;You're the one who saw me through through it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were my strength when I was weak&lt;br /&gt;You were my voice when I couldn't speak&lt;br /&gt;You were my eyes when I couldn't see&lt;br /&gt;You saw the best there was in me&lt;br /&gt;Lifted me up when I couldn't reach&lt;br /&gt;You gave me faith 'coz you believed&lt;br /&gt;I'm everything I am&lt;br /&gt;Because you loved me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gave me wings and made me fly&lt;br /&gt;You touched my hand I could touch the sky&lt;br /&gt;I lost my faith, you gave it back to me&lt;br /&gt;You said no star was out of reach&lt;br /&gt;You stood by me and I stood tall&lt;br /&gt;I had your love I had it all&lt;br /&gt;I'm grateful for each day you gave me&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I don't know that much&lt;br /&gt;But I know this much is true&lt;br /&gt;I was blessed because I was loved by you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were my strength when I was weak&lt;br /&gt;You were my voice when I couldn't speak&lt;br /&gt;You were my eyes when I couldn't see&lt;br /&gt;You saw the best there was in me&lt;br /&gt;Lifted me up when I couldn't reach&lt;br /&gt;You gave me faith 'coz you believed&lt;br /&gt;I'm everything I am&lt;br /&gt;Because you loved me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were always there for me&lt;br /&gt;The tender wind that carried me&lt;br /&gt;A light in the dark shining your love into my life&lt;br /&gt;You've been my inspiration&lt;br /&gt;Through the lies you were the truth&lt;br /&gt;My world is a better place because of you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110364053227814538?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110364053227814538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110364053227814538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110364053227814538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110364053227814538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2004/12/edit-btw.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110360182075433716</id><published>2004-12-21T11:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T12:03:40.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>funnaye shit happened last nyte.&lt;br /&gt;was talkin to &lt;strong&gt;my retard&lt;/strong&gt; wen he said "let's conference!"&lt;br /&gt;so he asked &lt;strong&gt;grace&lt;/strong&gt; in.&lt;br /&gt;and we made he tell ch to call in, saying it "&lt;strong&gt;URGENT&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's what we wanted to say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;samm; "CH! grace is sick!!"&lt;br /&gt;ch; "huh?"&lt;br /&gt;max; "she grt lock jaw.."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bt all we said was tha last line. lame yes? definately.&lt;br /&gt;we talked abt alotta crazy shit, for example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- max saying he's wearing a &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;green&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; shirt on tha steamboat outing, &lt;strong&gt;BT IT AINT GREEN&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;- making fun of tha 2 colour blind freaks&lt;br /&gt;- max making that retarded/dwnsyndrome kid masturbating sound.&lt;br /&gt;- max spelling diu bu qi as diu bu &lt;strong&gt;CHEE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ch saying "why you call jon a washing machine?" &lt;strong&gt;HAHAHAHHAS&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;- and grace leaving me alone in deir scouts wrld, bloody scouts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahhahas. alotta crazy shit.&lt;br /&gt;and i aint being bad on making fun of dwnsyndrome pple aiight. \x&lt;br /&gt;its jst so damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's sucha sweetie.&lt;br /&gt;came all tha way here to bring me to &lt;strong&gt;punggol&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;movie marathon!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;current obsession: rufio, rooney &amp;amp; himm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable : rufio - in my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110360182075433716?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110360182075433716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110360182075433716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110360182075433716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110360182075433716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2004/12/funnaye-shit-happened-last-nyte.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110355483737079927</id><published>2004-12-20T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T23:00:37.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i grt punk'd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i grt punk'd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i freaking hell grt punk'd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i freaking hell grt punk'd by my retarded bf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OH FUCK.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grt up bus 36 and met &lt;strong&gt;ch &amp; ben&lt;/strong&gt;. was feeling damn fucked up cause &lt;strong&gt;my retard&lt;/strong&gt; cldnt cme. went to twn &amp;amp; met up wit &lt;strong&gt;russ&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;liat&lt;/strong&gt; was late so we &lt;strong&gt;ASSumed&lt;/strong&gt; dat ch was waiting fer him, so &lt;strong&gt;me ben &amp; russ&lt;/strong&gt; made our way to heeren. was walking ard wen suddenly, &lt;strong&gt;my retard&lt;/strong&gt; appeared frm no whre. my mouth dropped open manns. i was lyk &lt;strong&gt;WTF&lt;/strong&gt;?! hahahhas. he gav me a custom made bear frm dat shop we saw in tha esplanade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it's name? lil' samm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gender? &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MALE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf. lil' samm is my new &lt;strong&gt;SON&lt;/strong&gt;. \x&lt;br /&gt;yes, and he still cld sms me wen i was in tha bus&lt;strong&gt; "enjoy your outing k?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RAHHHH.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-smacks ass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we walked ard. &lt;strong&gt;russ&lt;/strong&gt; bought an &lt;strong&gt;instant karma&lt;/strong&gt; shirt &amp; we left fer lunch/dinner. saw &lt;strong&gt;lynn&lt;/strong&gt; along tha way &amp;amp; tha both of us stopped in tha middle of tha rd ta talk till tha traffic light turned to zero. walked to tha food court in lucky plaza. &lt;strong&gt;ch &amp; ben&lt;/strong&gt; left early, cause yall knw why. so we slacked abit. was walkin to tha underpass to taka wen we saw &lt;strong&gt;muahwee&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; he joined us. that gay jst finished wrk &amp; wanted to buy a pressy fer his &lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt;. lols. scanned thru tha stalls outside taka &amp;amp; none of em were gd. so we went to cine. big crwd was outside waiting fer tha actors of kungfu hussle. walked ard &amp; &lt;strong&gt;BORING&lt;/strong&gt; laa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he sent me hme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mr &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ACT &lt;/span&gt;ashton kutcher.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LMAO&lt;/strong&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;current obsession: rufio, rooney &amp;amp; my retard. PLUS my bearbear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable: rooney - losing all control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110355483737079927?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110355483737079927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110355483737079927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110355483737079927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110355483737079927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-grt-punkd.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110351257940018054</id><published>2004-12-20T10:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T12:43:01.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wedding dinner was a drag.&lt;br /&gt;first, i had sucha hard tym picking out a dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/dresses.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;01. halter dress i bought fer tha st. gabs concert&lt;br /&gt;02. tube dress i bought fer angieJIE's wedding&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly, we were suppose ta b dere at 7. bt it started at 9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WTF&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and i was suppose ta meet tha crew aft dat.&lt;br /&gt;bt tha food was quite ohkay. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/famcollage.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;top left clockwise:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;01. my cousin, adrian, &amp; his NEW wife yvonne&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;02. my cousin issac&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;03. cute lil cousins [bck2front], esther jamie &amp;amp; sean&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;04. walking dwn tha aisle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rushed dwn to city hall to meet tha rest.&lt;br /&gt;i waited fer lyk damn long laas,&lt;br /&gt;dey were still making deir way dwn frm marina.&lt;br /&gt;so i waited hella long, jst to go hme wit em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me &amp; ben&lt;/strong&gt; accompanied &lt;strong&gt;ch&lt;/strong&gt; to fetch &lt;strong&gt;grace&lt;/strong&gt; hme.&lt;br /&gt;den me &amp;amp; ben ran off. bt ch managed to catch us.&lt;br /&gt;we all walked hme. it was alrdy 1 plus.&lt;br /&gt;and dey accompanied me hme, my 2 escorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at nyte was talking to max.&lt;br /&gt;seriously alotta funny stuff:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;samm: why must it b lovebirds? why nrt lovecows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;max: cause we eat cows.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAHAHHAS. WTF&lt;/strong&gt;. no logic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;max: im in love wit an angel sent by God.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;samm: who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;max: its obvious ryte..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;samm: jenny?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAHAHAHHAHAS&lt;/strong&gt;. i love to spoil evrythang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am going to meet tha &lt;strong&gt;guys&lt;/strong&gt; ltrs, going twn buy stuff.&lt;br /&gt;mainly christmas pressies &amp; otha stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;current obsession: rufio, rooney &amp;amp; himm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable: rooney - sorry sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110351257940018054?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110351257940018054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110351257940018054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110351257940018054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110351257940018054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2004/12/wedding-dinner-was-drag.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110343238426710221</id><published>2004-12-19T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T17:24:33.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[edit]&lt;br /&gt;arghhhs. busy busy december.&lt;br /&gt;i gotta write dwn my calendar bfer i forget evryrthang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&amp;_DECEMEBER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;03 ; bck to sg&lt;br /&gt;13 - 15 ; SJ&amp;4HM chalet&lt;br /&gt;16 ; tution &amp; ocean's 12 wit mum&lt;br /&gt;17 ; N level results&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 ; cousin's wedding, our 1st &amp; loo's burfday&lt;br /&gt;21 ; partehh @ bukit timah&lt;br /&gt;22 ; ZLN inauguration&lt;br /&gt;24 ; countdwn wit tha crew &amp; ton at poo's crib&lt;br /&gt;25 ; serene's burfday bbq&lt;br /&gt;27 ; steph's bbq&lt;br /&gt;28 ; family gathering&lt;br /&gt;31 ; COUNTDWN TO '05&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phew. btw, who wants ta go tha partehh @ bukit timah.&lt;br /&gt;ANYONE is invited. call/sms me aiights!&lt;br /&gt;[/edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;HAPPY BURFDAY CHERNIELOO. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am going fer my &lt;strong&gt;cousin's wedding dinner&lt;/strong&gt; ltrs at nyte.&lt;br /&gt;and aft dat i &lt;strong&gt;HOPEFULLY&lt;/strong&gt; can meet em at marina bay.&lt;br /&gt;tha crew's goin fer steamboat ta celebrate &lt;strong&gt;ch's&lt;/strong&gt; burfday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today's a special day fer me &amp; my baby.&lt;br /&gt;thanks fer evrythang baby.&lt;br /&gt;thanks fer being my one &amp;amp; only.&lt;br /&gt;thanks fer being tha retarded bf dat you re.&lt;br /&gt;thanks fer being my prince charming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You aint got to buy nothin&lt;br /&gt;(its not what I want)&lt;br /&gt;Baby its you&lt;br /&gt;We dont have to go nowhere&lt;br /&gt;(its not what I want)&lt;br /&gt;Baby its you&lt;br /&gt;Its not 'bout what you got&lt;br /&gt;I know you got a lot&lt;br /&gt;No matter what you do, you always get it hot, its you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby all I want is you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;current obsession: rufio, rooney &amp;amp; himm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable: rooney - daisy duke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110343238426710221?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110343238426710221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110343238426710221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110343238426710221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110343238426710221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2004/12/edit-arghhhs.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110337200840056649</id><published>2004-12-18T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-18T20:13:28.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to heeren ta buy dat dress.&lt;br /&gt;bt i din.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RAHHHHS&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;me &amp; my retarded bf went to visit &lt;strong&gt;muahwee&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;bloody guy &lt;strong&gt;SLACKS&lt;/strong&gt; on tha job.&lt;br /&gt;he jst walks here &amp;amp; dere &amp; here &amp;amp; dere.&lt;br /&gt;nvr helps his customers. tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;had lunch/dinner at &lt;strong&gt;coffeeclub&lt;/strong&gt; in paragon.&lt;br /&gt;walked ard &amp; left fer hme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MICKEY MICKEY MICKEY MICKEY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hahahahhahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cracks me up evrytym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rushed hme fer one reason:&lt;br /&gt;my mum said my bill fer tha china trip was &lt;strong&gt;$500+&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BT&lt;/strong&gt; i came hme &amp; din get scolded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WTF&lt;/strong&gt;. i bet she lied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im currently on &lt;strong&gt;rooney &amp; rufio&lt;/strong&gt; fever.&lt;br /&gt;pls send me deir songs, &lt;strong&gt;ANYONE&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;my bloody ares lite cant d/l.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; tha yourmp3.com site is dwn. \x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;current obsession: rooney &amp;amp; rufio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable: rooney - blueside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110337200840056649?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110337200840056649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110337200840056649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110337200840056649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110337200840056649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2004/12/went-to-heeren-ta-buy-dat-dress.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110333857451369385</id><published>2004-12-18T10:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-18T10:56:14.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alrytes, here's what happened yest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went ta meet tha crew at tmart's food court. usual pple; &lt;strong&gt;me, steph, grace, serene, russ, jon &amp; alf&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;ch, tong &amp;amp; max&lt;/strong&gt; came ltrs. good ol' retarded bf of mine came to support evryone. lols. ch dyed his whle head &lt;strong&gt;BLACK&lt;/strong&gt; bt stupid tong still left his fringe &lt;strong&gt;golden&lt;/strong&gt;. really stressed up mannns. hadta buy scissors fer &lt;strong&gt;swen&lt;/strong&gt; cause &lt;strong&gt;mr ong&lt;/strong&gt; din let em in. ya shld hav seen us, all under tha hdb blk. tha grrls cutting &amp; spraying tha guys hair. one by one dey try &amp;amp; fail. super irritating sial. dey said 0230 in sch. by 3, we were still outside. \x finally, all of em grt in. tha rest climbed tha fence. hahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rushed up to tha hall &amp; waited. bloody &lt;strong&gt;norani&lt;/strong&gt; say cannot find my one bt &lt;strong&gt;mrs liu&lt;/strong&gt; was hlding it. &lt;strong&gt;WTF&lt;/strong&gt;. donte scare me laas. hahas. and she was lyk:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"hrmmmms.. you owe me &amp;amp; mrs liu 4 lunches ah. wow. and great, you're eng grt A1!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i almost screamed &lt;strong&gt;"WTF?!!"&lt;/strong&gt; bt i jst screamed &lt;strong&gt;"REALLY?!?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahhahhaas.&lt;br /&gt;i jumped ard mannnns. cldnt believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;altho i din get tha 3 points i wanted, i grt &lt;strong&gt;5&lt;/strong&gt;! same as my prelims.&lt;br /&gt;A1- english [OHHH YEAHHHH!!!]&lt;br /&gt;A2- combined hummans [this was a shocker!], science &amp; poa&lt;br /&gt;B3- maths&lt;br /&gt;C5- chinese [obviously]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im lyk super proud of myself! &lt;strong&gt;YAYNESS*&lt;/strong&gt; ((:&lt;br /&gt;grace grt 6, steph grt 7, jon grt 8.&lt;br /&gt;russell grt...... i forgot.&lt;br /&gt;my bro grt 8.&lt;br /&gt;ch &amp; liat grt 10 [tyco-ly]&lt;br /&gt;tong grt 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;altho elated, am still really sad fer my 2 other frens. shall nrt mention em here bt hey, grab your second chance &lt;strong&gt;TIGHT&lt;/strong&gt; kayys? donte let go. whatever it is, we'll all still b tha crew &amp; we'll still help yall. school wrk or any other problems. keep ya head up high aiights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we sat in sch waiting fer &lt;strong&gt;mungek &amp; tong.&lt;/strong&gt; discipline case so deir results were wit tha principal. aft dat we left fer &lt;strong&gt;tmall&lt;/strong&gt;. ate &lt;strong&gt;LJS&lt;/strong&gt;. &amp;amp; slacked a hell lot laas. visited &lt;strong&gt;lynn&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; went up to find &lt;strong&gt;kelvin&lt;/strong&gt; kor. rahhhhs. &amp;amp; we sat outside waiting fer &lt;strong&gt;grace&lt;/strong&gt;. by den it was almost 8. went to tmall's food court and &lt;strong&gt;grace &amp; liat&lt;/strong&gt; ate. &lt;strong&gt;max&lt;/strong&gt; taught &lt;strong&gt;jon&lt;/strong&gt; tha finger game &lt;strong&gt;vall&lt;/strong&gt; taught us &amp;amp; i joined in. &lt;strong&gt;russ&lt;/strong&gt; joined in den tha rest! we had tha meanest shwdwn mannns. our rules lyk crap. HAHAS. in tha end, &lt;strong&gt;russell&lt;/strong&gt; was tha &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ultimate champion&lt;/span&gt;! (x left fer hme aft dat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im suppose ta buy that dress today.&lt;br /&gt;fer my cousin's wedding tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RAHHHHH.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and mayb gonna visit &lt;strong&gt;muahwee&lt;/strong&gt; at his wrkplace. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;current obsession: my bestest frens [whom i miss alot] &amp;amp; himm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable: stacie orrico - that's what love's abt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110333857451369385?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110333857451369385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110333857451369385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110333857451369385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110333857451369385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2004/12/alrytes-heres-what-happened-yest.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110320950044648171</id><published>2004-12-16T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T23:05:00.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woke up at 0920am cause i grt a call frm my &lt;strong&gt;baby&lt;/strong&gt;. he was sucha sweetie to gimme a wake up call cause i had tuition at 10. yaas, had tuition den grt rdy ta go out. was gonna meet him at tha airport. we ate &lt;strong&gt;marry brown&lt;/strong&gt; [a fastfood outlet which is kinda malaysian]. den he went fer his interview while i sat dat. and in 15mins tym he was bck, fastest interview ever. walked ard &amp; went to&lt;strong&gt; raffles place&lt;/strong&gt; aft dat. uber boring sial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked to &lt;strong&gt;bugis&lt;/strong&gt; to meet my &lt;strong&gt;mum&lt;/strong&gt; fer dinner at delifrance! den went up to tha cinema and evrythang. grt our free food and we were off. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ocean's 12 ROCKED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. yall shld go catch it &amp; i wish to watch it agains. aft tha movie, we stepped into &lt;strong&gt;action toys&lt;/strong&gt; ta buy soft toys fer my cousins fer christmas. \x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr we're getting our &lt;strong&gt;N level results&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;donte tink ills b able to get my 3 points bt wtf, i donte care.&lt;br /&gt;as long as i pass, im happy.&lt;br /&gt;nehoos, ills hav tha help of &lt;strong&gt;lynn&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; tha &lt;strong&gt;st. gabs guys&lt;/strong&gt; fer my Os.&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck! (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;current obsession: my bestest pals &amp;amp; himm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable: natasha thomas - its over nw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110320950044648171?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110320950044648171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110320950044648171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110320950044648171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110320950044648171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2004/12/woke-up-at-0920am-cause-i-grt-call-frm.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110309117364680597</id><published>2004-12-15T13:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T13:17:32.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;im bck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; photos re &lt;a href="http://www.imagestation.com/album/pictures.html?id=2133917565"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;109 and onwards.&lt;br /&gt;sorry dat yall havta sign up fer image station ta see tha pics,&lt;br /&gt;bt its worth it. seriously. ((:&lt;br /&gt;a preview of tha photos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/small.jpg" border="1" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;top left clockwise:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. &lt;strong&gt;muahwee&lt;/strong&gt; - tha nxt top &lt;strong&gt;GAY&lt;/strong&gt; model&lt;br /&gt;02. &lt;strong&gt;riozhad&lt;/strong&gt; tha beautiful wit flower clips in his hair.&lt;br /&gt;03. &lt;strong&gt;lynn &amp; me&lt;/strong&gt;. love my laydee&lt;br /&gt;04. slacking outside cheers, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met at pasir ris &amp;amp; bought tha food. total cost = $78. met up wit grace's fren, &lt;strong&gt;kelvin&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; walked over to costa sands. he helped us check-in. thanks again! slacked ard &amp;amp; sum of tha guys went ta swim. had tha bbq. &lt;strong&gt;steph, grace, jon &amp; liat&lt;/strong&gt; came! thanks you guys. jon, had fun ballin wit my frens? (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tha fun started only aft tha bbq. &lt;strong&gt;julian &amp;amp; gimchuan&lt;/strong&gt; started filling sum empty bottles wit water ta spray on &lt;strong&gt;edmund &amp; yancong&lt;/strong&gt; wen dey cme bck frm deir walk. in tha end, evryone was dragged into it. &lt;strong&gt;lynn&lt;/strong&gt; fell, so i went out ta see hw she was laas. she did a full &lt;strong&gt;360 flip&lt;/strong&gt; kayys! woooohoos. and yes, me stepping out of tha chalet meant dat i hadta get wet. imagine 5-7 excited guys standing all ard you, pouring water onto you. it felt &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GREAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! (: we each had a bottle &amp;amp; started pulling pple out one by one. even those who din hav change &amp; hadta wrk tmr were soaked. we even played wit this indian family at anotha chalet. tha father held dwn tha mom &amp;amp; tha guys poured water on her. hahahahs! and tha mother was lyk "what abt my children?!" lmao. all chiong bck to tha swimming pool's tap ta refill &amp; run bck ta pour em. it was hella fun cause almost evrywhre ard our chalet was wet &amp;amp; we were soaking wet &amp; cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tha 18 pple who stayed over on tha 1st day &amp;amp; grt soaking wet: me, lynn, vall, max, arvin, julian, shaun, gimchuan, yancong, edmund, seb, long, joel L, joel T, muahwee, riozhad, adrian &amp; justin.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went fer supper aft dat. jst sat outside &lt;strong&gt;cheers&lt;/strong&gt; eating cup noodles &amp;amp; playing silly games. went to red hse aft dat. &lt;strong&gt;max &amp; shaun&lt;/strong&gt; super brave/act macho go in first. oh goshh. &lt;strong&gt;me, seb, gimchuan &amp;amp; edmund&lt;/strong&gt; stayed outside. yes, i am a coward. shall nrt talk abt what happened bt it was jst veh boring according to &lt;strong&gt;garfield&lt;/strong&gt;. oh wells. bck at tha chalet, sum of tha guys were upstairs talking crap, tha rest went to tha beach. me &amp; max slpt downstairs. i slept fer lyk 1/2 hr only sial. \x tha rest came bck frm tha beach &amp;amp; sum slept. &lt;strong&gt;me, arvin, lynn, vall, joel L, joel T, shaun, muahwee, justin &amp; riozhad&lt;/strong&gt; went fer breakfast cause all of em hadta leave early fer wrk or home. i walked bck alone. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tha guys were still snoring wen i grt bck so i jst slept on tha chair. hahas. aft dey all woke up, dey went fer breakfast bt me &amp;amp; himm stayed. donte worry, we din do nethang stupid. went cycling aft that. woohooos. so fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pple who went cycling: me, max, julian, adrian, yancong, gimchuan, gimchaun's gf [who lks lyk lynn frm afar], seb &amp; long.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went bck. slacked &amp;amp; waited fer tha rest of em ta cme aft wrk. tha guys went to eat dinner at 8 plus bt &lt;strong&gt;me, max, arvin &amp; shaun&lt;/strong&gt; waited fer &lt;strong&gt;lynn&lt;/strong&gt; ta reach bfer leaving. sat in tha food court till 10. nvr did i knw pple in SJ watched dat 9pm channel 8 shw. even i donte watch it. hahas. (: went bck to tha chalet &amp;amp; lynn fell asleep straight. me &amp; himm went fer a walk and tha beach was friggin cold. i was lyk damn tired laas, so we went bck and i fell asleep. tha guys went to tha beach agains &amp;amp; chilled a lil. woke up to find dat dese guys re real &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;gentlemen&lt;/span&gt;. tha only 2 grrls grt tha 2 beds upstairs while 9 guys slept downstairs. (x real &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sweet&lt;/span&gt; of you guys yaas, thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pple who stayed over on tha 2nd nyte: me, lynn, max, julian, long, seb, shaun, cheeyong, yancong, adrian &amp; mike.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke evryone up at 9 &amp;amp; left at 10. &lt;strong&gt;me, lynn, max &amp; adrian&lt;/strong&gt; ate breakfast at macs. went hme aft dat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had hella fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tha most fun wit SJ ever.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;plus those e3 guys.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love tha chalet.&lt;br /&gt;ROXXORS!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love yalls! &lt;33&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;current obsession: SJ, tha e3 guys, 4hm &amp;amp; himm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable: eminem - rain man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110309117364680597?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110309117364680597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110309117364680597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110309117364680597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110309117364680597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2004/12/im-bck-photos-re-here.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110286427492222435</id><published>2004-12-12T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-12T23:11:14.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>caught &lt;strong&gt;national treasure&lt;/strong&gt; wit &lt;strong&gt;abang&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; &lt;strong&gt;adrian&lt;/strong&gt;. tha flick's great! ate &lt;strong&gt;LJS&lt;/strong&gt; bfer dat we were competing on who will finish first. hahahahs. i lost as usual. bt if &lt;strong&gt;lynn&lt;/strong&gt; was ard, we'd all b winners! hahas. (x yuppps, tha guys wanted to watch tha &lt;strong&gt;star awards&lt;/strong&gt; or whatevers. esp abang, wanted to see chiobus. tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met my baby aft that at payer laber. hahahahas. (: he cut and highlighted his hair. damn asshole so lucky. his mum booked &amp; paid evrythang fer him - $60. and his mum bought fer him shirt, cargo pants and whatevers laas. altogther - $180 plus. oh fuck mannns. dats mre dan i used fer my overseas trip. \x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr is tha chalet!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SMOOVEJUMP &amp; 4HM!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bt only 3/4 of 4hm. ))))): &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ZIYAN I MISS YOU!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will b bck on wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;expect pics and alotta crapping wen im bck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;current obsession: my n7610 &amp;amp; himm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable: eminem - one shot 2 shot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110286427492222435?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110286427492222435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110286427492222435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110286427492222435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110286427492222435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2004/12/caught-national-treasure-wit-abang.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110282142043108560</id><published>2004-12-12T11:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-12T11:17:00.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had hella fun yesterday. (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;max&lt;/strong&gt; came over and we headed ta katong fer laksa. woohoos! its been damn lng since i ate tha real katong laksa &amp; it felt great. left fer twn cause we're suppose ta meet &lt;strong&gt;poo, woo, russ &amp;amp; liat&lt;/strong&gt;. and knwing dat dey'll b late, we left at 1. and yes, this tym dey came few hrs late so we shopped ard. he bought a &lt;strong&gt;fourskin&lt;/strong&gt; shirt! and we wasted $9 on shit dat lked horrible. am nrt saying what tho. \x nehoos, dey finally came &amp; bought tix fer &lt;strong&gt;blade trinity&lt;/strong&gt; [which turned out to b a sucky shw btw]. i thot i hadta go my cousin's place &amp;amp; he had dinner wit his parents so we din buy tha tix. had lunch at kfc &amp; crapped so much dey din realise tha tym. tha movie starts at 0520 &amp;amp; dey were still dwnstairs. hahhaas. all of em chionged up, funniest shit ive ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we walked to dhoby &amp; took tha mrt ta ponggol. in tha end, my mum called and said dey aint going no mre. argghs. wasted my tym. went to his place fer awhile cause he wanted to put his stuff dwn aka his shirt &amp;amp; tha shirt jon bought fer him in &lt;strong&gt;thailand&lt;/strong&gt;. he took a cab &amp; i took 3 to pasir ris. took 12 to meet em at coffeeclub. sat dwn dere &amp;amp; talked abt alotta serious issue. lyk &lt;strong&gt;sex, virginity, frenching, petting&lt;/strong&gt;, etc. &lt;strong&gt;HAHAHAS&lt;/strong&gt;. it was damn funny i tell you. (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new &lt;a href="http://www.imagestation.com/album/pictures.html?id=2134231361"&gt;pics&lt;/a&gt; re up! 35 and onwardds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;current obsession: my n7610 &amp;amp; himm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable: lacuna coil - swamped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110282142043108560?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110282142043108560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110282142043108560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110282142043108560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110282142043108560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2004/12/had-hella-fun-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110268612602670814</id><published>2004-12-10T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-11T10:25:21.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/small_us.jpg" border="1" /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this is us, now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[//edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/collage.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aint his baby pics so darn cute?! ahhhhhhhhs. damn cute sial!&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110268612602670814?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110268612602670814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110268612602670814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110268612602670814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110268612602670814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2004/12/edit-this-is-us-now.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110264707724260429</id><published>2004-12-10T10:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-10T10:51:17.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tym ta update my blog bfer sumone scolds me again. /x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday went over ta &lt;strong&gt;my baby's&lt;/strong&gt; crib. he's house is lyk damn nice cann! so much nice shit. was damn budget so we made our own food - pizzas [bread + hotdogs + crabstick + cheese]. damn budget sial. watched &amp; played soccer in tha hse. lmao! had alotta fun. and we took photos wit my new hp. wooohooos! lyk finally. (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left fer tampines ta find &lt;strong&gt;paulynn&lt;/strong&gt;. she was still wrking &amp; i bought frm her sum highlighter. its makeup aiight, nrt highlighter to highlight my wrk. dx yuppps, we waited till she ended and left tgthers. he was lyk damn tired, almost gonna die alrdy. hahas. lynn &amp;amp; i took mre photos in tha bus. gonna try upload em soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;current obsession: my n7610 &amp;amp; himm&lt;br /&gt;turntable: eminem - spend some tym&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110264707724260429?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110264707724260429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110264707724260429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110264707724260429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110264707724260429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2004/12/tym-ta-update-my-blog-bfer-sumone.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110251947114225033</id><published>2004-12-08T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T09:14:48.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i finally hav my N7610.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BOOYAHHHs!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met &lt;strong&gt;grace&lt;/strong&gt; at coffeeclub in tha afternoon. waited till &lt;strong&gt;steph&lt;/strong&gt; finished wrk. slacked, chilled &amp; planned out our schedules fer tha rest of tha hols. damn, their lives re jam packed. me? im free as a bird! err well, kinda. (: &lt;strong&gt;grace&lt;/strong&gt; started wrk at 7 so me &amp;amp; steph left fer parkway. met &lt;strong&gt;gerald, jon, russ &amp; my mum&lt;/strong&gt; there. tha guys went off sumwhre &amp;amp; i went to buy phone. &lt;strong&gt;WOOHOO&lt;/strong&gt;. i love my mum. &lt;33&gt;steph &amp; gerald&lt;/strong&gt;. ate cakes, drank, shared jokes. y'knw, tha usual shit. i left at 11. (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE MY NEW PHONE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh yeahhh baybah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;max&lt;/strong&gt; is finally gonna b outta camp tmr.&lt;br /&gt;and i havta go &lt;strike&gt;ponggol &lt;/strike&gt;punggol. hahas. dx&lt;br /&gt;too bad i cant contact him nw.&lt;br /&gt;must b at tha malaysian side agains. /x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;current obsession: himm &amp;amp; my N7610&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable: eminem - crazy in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110251947114225033?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110251947114225033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110251947114225033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110251947114225033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110251947114225033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-finally-hav-my-n7610.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110243607436501036</id><published>2004-12-08T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-08T00:14:34.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>photos &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imagestation.com/album/?id=2134472707"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went ta sch in tha morning. potluck was great! good food, mainly cause tha teachers ordered 7 different kinds of pizzas. shared photos &amp; saw tha photos tha tsiu chien took using tha sch's cam. PLUS videos. oh my, hw tha videos rock. too bad fer tha presentation we cant shw hw dey killed tha chickens. yuppps, discussed on tha presentation shit we're gonna do fer assembly nxt yr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vids: muzafar, alf &amp; zaisheng.&lt;br /&gt;slides: victor, yuanjian, melanie, brian &amp;amp; xueqi.&lt;br /&gt;script: jelvin &amp; junli.&lt;br /&gt;emcees:&lt;br /&gt;[lowersec] melissa, jiayi, tianhon, steven &amp;amp; mayen.&lt;br /&gt;[uppersec] me, fadhil, gabriel, huishan &amp; lihyee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fun fun fun.&lt;br /&gt;gonna b tha emcee. wooohooooos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went ta meet &lt;strong&gt;grace &amp; steph&lt;/strong&gt; at &lt;strong&gt;parkway&lt;/strong&gt; at nyte. gav em tha necklaces i bought fer em! walked ard. i bought breadtalk fer dinner. finally, went ta meet &lt;strong&gt;alf &amp;amp; ben ong&lt;/strong&gt; fer pool at &lt;strong&gt;classics&lt;/strong&gt;. oh hw i love to play. altho i lost lyk 1000 tyms, cant blame me ehh. havent played fer weeks. yuppps, love tha photos. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he&lt;/strong&gt; killed frogs again.&lt;br /&gt;plus catfish, eels and etc.&lt;br /&gt;oh goshhh, he's sum &lt;strong&gt;saddistic bastardd&lt;/strong&gt; laas.&lt;br /&gt;bt i still love him. HAHAS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current obsession: taking photos &amp;amp; himm&lt;br /&gt;turntable: eminem - puke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110243607436501036?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110243607436501036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110243607436501036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110243607436501036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110243607436501036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2004/12/photos-here.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110233924164124910</id><published>2004-12-06T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-06T23:27:56.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[edit]&lt;br /&gt;here re sum of today's photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/mevall_spas.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spastic me &amp; vall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/mevall_tongue.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh. shoot us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/cutoffme.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am lousy at this. i cut myself off. sheesh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/closeup2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;closeups. at orchard mrt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tha rest can b found &lt;a href="http://www.imagestation.com/album/?id=2134530051"&gt;herre&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;[/edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohkay, so i din go see tha guys play soccer.&lt;br /&gt;it was raining nehoos.&lt;br /&gt;sorry laas &lt;strong&gt;arvin&lt;/strong&gt;, pangseh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went ta meet &lt;strong&gt;vall&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; was late. bought tako pachi &amp; walked to cine cause vall wanted ta eat subway. watched &lt;strong&gt;bridget jones diary&lt;/strong&gt;! lucky vall finally watched her first nc-16 shw. and she's only 14. tsk tsk. \x nice shw btw, sad at parts. walked ard, took photos wit her new palm &amp;amp; i finally bought myself a hairband- my last 2 broke &amp; purple rubberbands! wheeeees* ate mac fer dinner. oh hw i hav missed mac since ive been bck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;max&lt;/strong&gt; is at camp. and im stuck at hme.&lt;br /&gt;oh so boredd.&lt;br /&gt;luckily, he din havta kill frogs fer dinner again.&lt;br /&gt;thursday thursday!&lt;br /&gt;cant wait fer thursday. (:&lt;br /&gt;and oh btw, tmr's tha potluck meeting.&lt;br /&gt;cant wait ta see my CIP teammates agains. (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;current obsession: himm &amp;amp; macdonalds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable: beyonce - dangerously in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110233924164124910?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110233924164124910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110233924164124910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110233924164124910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110233924164124910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2004/12/edit-here-re-sum-of-todays-photos.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110229115057830747</id><published>2004-12-06T07:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-06T07:59:10.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im damn lazy to blog bt what tha heck, im bored neways.&lt;br /&gt;and why tha hell am i up so early?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yest &lt;strong&gt;baby&lt;/strong&gt; came over agains. haha. sum daily routine ehh? bt no, its fair. i go ponggol too y'knw. we went ta parkway, ate, walked ard. was abt ta go to tha exercise park ta slack wen.. &lt;strong&gt;ch&lt;/strong&gt; smsed &amp; asked us to go parkway. he hadta buy facial wash &amp;amp; was lazy to go alone. ass. aft dat he left wit &lt;strong&gt;ben&lt;/strong&gt;. we went to east coast park, recommended by &lt;strong&gt;ben&lt;/strong&gt;. lmao. walked a hell lot. seems lyk we love exercising &amp; dieting. (x and talked a hell lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great day.&lt;br /&gt;loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;love you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's at camp nw. shucks.&lt;br /&gt;and im gonna see &lt;strong&gt;arvin&lt;/strong&gt; dey al play soccer ltrs.&lt;br /&gt;he was damn sad dat he cldnt play.&lt;br /&gt;dat bloody soccer freak.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna play soccer toos. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh yeahh, i jst realised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chalet&lt;/strong&gt; is nxt week.&lt;br /&gt;havent planned tha food stuffs yet.&lt;br /&gt;bahhh. do it &lt;strong&gt;LATER&lt;/strong&gt;. imma procrastinator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;current obsession: babyboy &amp;amp; icecream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable: eminem- lyk toy soldiers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110229115057830747?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110229115057830747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110229115057830747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110229115057830747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110229115057830747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2004/12/im-damn-lazy-to-blog-bt-what-tha-heck.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110217494349347067</id><published>2004-12-04T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-05T12:40:04.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>one day aft being bck, sg is still damn hot.&lt;br /&gt;hot sial. sweat lyk hell todays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out tha whle day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;max&lt;/strong&gt; came over, went to queensway.&lt;br /&gt;lked ard.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna buy those shoes!! (:&lt;br /&gt;went to tanjong pajar.&lt;br /&gt;he did sum survey, recommended by &lt;strong&gt;grace&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;$15 fer talking. *kaching&lt;br /&gt;went to classics ta meet &lt;strong&gt;russ, ch &amp; alf&lt;/strong&gt; fer pool.&lt;br /&gt;i won ch, tyco-ly.&lt;br /&gt;went to ponggol.&lt;br /&gt;slacked, den over to my cousin's place.&lt;br /&gt;my nephews cried a hell lot todays.&lt;br /&gt;wonder whats up. lx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks fer tha necklace baby. (:&lt;br /&gt;i love it. really.&lt;br /&gt;thanks fer today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ilu*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;current obsession: still, my bed. &amp;amp; himm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable: mcfly - hypnotise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110217494349347067?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110217494349347067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110217494349347067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110217494349347067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110217494349347067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2004/12/one-day-aft-being-bck-sg-is-still-damn.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110208937062740668</id><published>2004-12-03T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-03T23:56:10.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hoohaas. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IM BACK!!&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been a damn lng tym since i last typed.&lt;br /&gt;woohooos. it feels &lt;strong&gt;GREAT&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;sadly, im still damn hot tho my hands re cold.&lt;br /&gt;aint used ta sg's hot weather no mres.&lt;br /&gt;will write abt sum stuff dat happened in point form.&lt;br /&gt;too much ta write abt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- pollution: spittin, car exhausts &amp; veh loud&amp;amp;lng car horns.&lt;br /&gt;- cold cold cold. lowest = 4degrees&lt;br /&gt;- caterer aka &lt;strong&gt;jiejie&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;ROCKS&lt;/strong&gt;. an old laydee who cooks our food.&lt;br /&gt;- we havta kill our own chickens fer food. &lt;strong&gt;fadhil&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; &lt;strong&gt;muzafar&lt;/strong&gt; did tha killings.&lt;br /&gt;- we did only ONE biogas tank cause dere was alotta miscommunications.&lt;br /&gt;- i had food poisoning ; &lt;strong&gt;LSed&lt;/strong&gt; 7 tyms.&lt;br /&gt;- evryone else was sick.&lt;br /&gt;- hadta go ta tha hospital fer drips ; felt shiok.&lt;br /&gt;- played a whle ton of soccer wit tha guys &amp; table tennis!&lt;br /&gt;- love tha lil' kiddos dere esp: &lt;strong&gt;yang ming rui, liu chuan &amp;amp; ma yao yan&lt;/strong&gt;(?)&lt;br /&gt;- taught tha kids english during one class.&lt;br /&gt;- bought alotta stuff ; learnt alot abt bargaining!&lt;br /&gt;- cultural performance was tha bomb.&lt;br /&gt;- tha guy's dance rocked our socks. esp &lt;strong&gt;alfred&lt;/strong&gt; aka elvis! he went crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alotta otha stuff bt im lazy ta say.&lt;br /&gt;it rocked a hell lot.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; it also brought me closer to God thru&lt;strong&gt; melissa, jiayi &amp;amp; miss goh&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;thanks babes! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE MY TEAMMATES!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alfred&lt;/strong&gt; went crazy. dancing &amp; doing his "eye-thing".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tsiuchien &lt;/strong&gt;aka camera man talked a hell lot mre!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;may en&lt;/strong&gt; is still kinda quiet fer me. bt i din knw she was interested in brian's song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;muzafar&lt;/strong&gt; is a faggot. alwaes calling me faggot, dat evil chicken murderer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;melanie&lt;/strong&gt; is damn funny. i love mimicking her &amp;amp; scaring her. she's guniang5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yuanjian&lt;/strong&gt; aka yuanquan [circle] is crazy wen you tie his sleeves tgther.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jiayi&lt;/strong&gt; is my babe! love talking to this crazy grrl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;steven&lt;/strong&gt; is a FAT PIG. woohooos* his hair snows. he's funny lyk hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;melissa&lt;/strong&gt; aka ah siao. her nick says it all. lmao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;brian&lt;/strong&gt; aka zhamballogy professor. he created his own song which is a hit nw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;junli&lt;/strong&gt; tha gentle giant. my dance partner &amp; dances funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fadhil&lt;/strong&gt; aka guniang2. funniest guy dere and he bullies me! rahhh. i wanna whack him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;huishan&lt;/strong&gt; is alwaes sick. hahahs. smallest sick person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xueqi&lt;/strong&gt; is great wit tha kids. anotha crazy one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;victor&lt;/strong&gt; is damn hyper. gays wit tianhon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, my group!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gabriel&lt;/strong&gt; aka TIT! lols. totally opposite frm his brother, act macho. \x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tianhon&lt;/strong&gt; aka guniang3. freaking gay one sial. gays wit evryone, even tha teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;zaisheng&lt;/strong&gt; aka guniang4. anotha gay freak who keeps speakin chinese. grt new girl sehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lihyee&lt;/strong&gt; my buddy! crazy screamer. bt must learn to relax ahhhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jelvin&lt;/strong&gt; aka jiaobin. veh veh xtra guy. alotta pple dislikes him. i shall say nth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tha trip was tha only tym ya cld see tha teachers crazy.&lt;br /&gt;ohkay, apart frm ah lim. he's alwaes liddat.&lt;br /&gt;bt tha rest, its lyk wow.&lt;br /&gt;even alfred can go ard hugging tha teachers fer all dey care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best part abt it is that altho im miles away,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he&lt;/strong&gt; can still b oh so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love you &lt;33&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;current obsession: my bed. i miss my bed. i love my bed &amp;amp; himm too. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable: -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110208937062740668?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110208937062740668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110208937062740668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110208937062740668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110208937062740668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2004/12/hoohaas.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110087332851036310</id><published>2004-11-19T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T22:08:48.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hooohaas.&lt;br /&gt;its official. today today today.&lt;br /&gt;is tha greatest day of my life.&lt;br /&gt;love you baby. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he came over at ard 12 plus &amp; we went parkway.&lt;br /&gt;walked ard, talked, blah blahhhs.&lt;br /&gt;took 36 to twn.&lt;br /&gt;walked summre.&lt;br /&gt;vall &amp;amp; lynn pangseh kayyys. no sushi )):&lt;br /&gt;so we ate tako pachi. damn, i still hav a craving fer it.&lt;br /&gt;den walked to cine ta find arvin dey all.&lt;br /&gt;mainly arvin, muahwee, joel leong &amp; teo, joshua, eugene &amp;amp; sum otha guy.&lt;br /&gt;arvin was weird todays.&lt;br /&gt;GARFIELD!! what's wrng?!&lt;br /&gt;he din join us in tha end. ):&lt;br /&gt;waited fer lynn &amp; vall ta cme &amp;amp; fer steph ta bring tha cam.&lt;br /&gt;fun fun fun. took pics.&lt;br /&gt;went shopping. i bought encore, grt tha free meshcap &amp; bought a shirt.&lt;br /&gt;vall went hme early so me, lynn &amp;amp; himm went to find julian &amp; adrian.&lt;br /&gt;went to LJS, waited fer shaun &amp;amp; cheeyong den ate a lil.&lt;br /&gt;was suppose to play pool bt i went hme early.&lt;br /&gt;he sent me hme. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aft evrythang that has happened, im still abit sad.&lt;br /&gt;cause my frens treat me differently.&lt;br /&gt;y'knw, doesnt cause im attached i cant walk wit you guys&lt;br /&gt;or talk wit you guys or sit wit you guys.&lt;br /&gt;nth has changed!&lt;br /&gt;so pls donte treat me differently. its really saddening.&lt;br /&gt;yall re NOT lightbulbs aiight.&lt;br /&gt;even 3 pple can hav fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;herre re sum of todays pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/arvin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arvin!!!! aka garfield. my best guy buddy. woooohoos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/julian.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;julian. hahahas. lking so ahbeng cann. my abang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/lynnmepuff.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paulynn &amp; me. we were bored in ljs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/lynnmetongues.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/melynnvall.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, lynn &amp;amp; vall. love yalls. &lt;3 WHRE'S ZIYAN. )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/spvmirror.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us agains in tha mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/vallme.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me &amp; vall. lynn was trying on clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/vallmepuff.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;puffed up, spastic. mama &amp;amp; lil'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we took pictures. bt dey aint nice! )):&lt;br /&gt;we ought to tke mre soon. (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shoutouts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tha -OOs/&lt;/strong&gt; heyys yall! im gonna miss yall a whle damn lot durin tha 2 weeks. pls pls pls tke care of yourselves aiights. promise me. (: loveyalls. -smwahhhhhs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;paulynn/&lt;/strong&gt; LAYDEE. im gonna miss you tooos. im gonna miss talkin to you on tha phone abt almst evrythang. cant wait ta cme bck ta shop wit cha! love ya! -smwahhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;vall/&lt;/strong&gt; lil' hm. you MUST tke care. training can b veh difficult yaas. you tke care of lynn too kayys? she tends to b blur. hahahhas. -smwahhhs. loveya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;arvin/&lt;/strong&gt; hrmms. i donte knw whats wrng wit you garfield! pls tell me wen im bck or sumthang kayys. you knw ya can alwaes count on me. you're lyk my bestest guy fren laas. &amp; even tho sumtyms ya tell out my secrets, i still feel lyk i can trust you. (: will miss ya arvin! -smwahhhs. love ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;julian/&lt;/strong&gt; abang!!!!!!! i finally grt to see you again todays. still as cute as ever my big bro. nehoos. tke care of yourself &amp; find yourself a grrl laas. bring her go chalet! hahas. will miss ya toos. -smwahhhs. love yas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;baby/&lt;/strong&gt; hees. cant believe it. i loved todays. thanks fer being derre fer me. thanks fer shwing me to BE ME. thanks fer evrythang. ills definately miss you a hell lot bt its jst 2 weeks! no big ryte? hahhas. errrs.. i donte knw. rahhs. no worries. wen im bck, we can hang alot. love ya baby. -smwahhhs. &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;see yall in 2 weeks tym!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;current obsession: my baby boy &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable: eminem - evil deeds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110087332851036310?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110087332851036310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110087332851036310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110087332851036310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110087332851036310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2004/11/hooohaas.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110079256823928498</id><published>2004-11-18T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-18T23:42:48.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh my, im leavin on saturday.&lt;br /&gt;arhhhs. no no no. i donte wanna leave.&lt;br /&gt;bt i do.&lt;br /&gt;ah whatevers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had sucha great tym catchin up on my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;paulynn&lt;/strong&gt; officially woke me up.&lt;br /&gt;i had a veh boring day.&lt;br /&gt;ohkay, apart frm tha talks on tha phone wit&lt;strong&gt; himm &amp; lynn&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;met &lt;strong&gt;grace&lt;/strong&gt; at lyk 8 plus at parkway's starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;chilled &amp;amp; catched up on our lives.&lt;br /&gt;hahahas. alotta funny stuff. ((:&lt;br /&gt;walked ard &amp; crapped alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahhahas.&lt;br /&gt;i love &lt;strong&gt;my oppa wild boar&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;he's gonna cme over tmrs.&lt;br /&gt;no, nrt to my house laas.&lt;br /&gt;we gonna eat laksa! woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;bt i still donte tink i shld, sick sick me.&lt;br /&gt;meetin &lt;strong&gt;arvin, lynn&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; mayb &lt;strong&gt;vall&lt;/strong&gt; at 3 fer sushi.&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;julian &amp;amp; adrian&lt;/strong&gt; re comin straight aft deir paper.&lt;br /&gt;gonna play pool!!&lt;br /&gt;im gonna love tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im gonna lend &lt;strong&gt;steph's&lt;/strong&gt; cam ta tke pics.&lt;br /&gt;dat grrl went to watch sg idol today.&lt;br /&gt;and said sly autographed her hp.&lt;br /&gt;crazy sly fan. tsk tsk. lmao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;current obsession: my oppa wild boar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable: ashlee simpson - unreachable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110079256823928498?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110079256823928498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110079256823928498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110079256823928498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110079256823928498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2004/11/oh-my-im-leavin-on-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110068386201107219</id><published>2004-11-17T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T18:39:32.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/babyfreeze.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes yes. my baby freeze. gosh, it lks horrible herre.&lt;br /&gt;i asked my bro ta help me tke, bt he sucks at photography.&lt;br /&gt;am nrt posting up ta pics he took. &lt;strong&gt;TERRIBLE&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. i used a timer on this one.&lt;br /&gt;thanks &lt;strong&gt;mich&lt;/strong&gt; my &lt;strong&gt;bungles&lt;/strong&gt;! (x &lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so bad ryte nw.&lt;br /&gt;suppose ta catch &lt;strong&gt;shutter&lt;/strong&gt; wit &lt;strong&gt;koo &amp; tha devils&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;bt i cant. i gotta pack &amp;amp; im wayy too tired.&lt;br /&gt;last nyte i slept at 4plus. woke up at 9.&lt;br /&gt;yes yes. i was suppose ta b in sch at 8.&lt;br /&gt;bt i have tha perfect excuse!&lt;br /&gt;i was talkin to &lt;strong&gt;himm*&lt;/strong&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;talked veh long. &amp; i aint sayin hw many hrs cause ltrs pple mke fun. lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached sch ard 9 plus.&lt;br /&gt;luckily tha teachers werent cming till 10.&lt;br /&gt;we rehearsed our performance once.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; had a talk by a laydee frm tha &lt;strong&gt;SIF&lt;/strong&gt;, singapore international foundation.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhas. and steven's damn funny laas. dumb taliban.&lt;br /&gt;tha laydee asked what we tink of tha trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;steven: i hope we gain experience.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;laydee: what type of experience?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;steven: experience dat we cannot experience.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i almost fell on tha grd laughing. lmao.&lt;br /&gt;miss goh gav us our tentative itenerary, flight details &amp; things to bring.&lt;br /&gt;and lyk 3/4 of em re bringing luggage.&lt;br /&gt;)): mkes me feel lyk bringing luggage toos.&lt;br /&gt;yes, we shwed em our performance.&lt;br /&gt;and i must say, tha guys lk might weird wen dey're shakin deir butt. lols.&lt;br /&gt;had lunch cause we hadta wait fer tha teeshirt laydee ta cme at 2.&lt;br /&gt;me,&lt;strong&gt; lihyee, xueqi &amp;amp; huishan&lt;/strong&gt; ate tgther.&lt;br /&gt;walked bck frm tmart tgther wit melissa, melanie &amp; sze en.&lt;br /&gt;wow. all grrls meetin ehhhs.&lt;br /&gt;and bck in tha container, i tld em tha story of &lt;strong&gt;PPLE i detest&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i lked lyk sum mother telling her children kayys. all listened.&lt;br /&gt;i talk too much.&lt;br /&gt;grt our tees &amp;amp; i took an S.&lt;br /&gt;XS was too small. M was kinda alryte.&lt;br /&gt;bt we gotta wear dose shirts on saturday, so i rather dey lked nice on us.&lt;br /&gt;and yes yes, im proud to say.. tha design i made fer tha tee lks &lt;strong&gt;great&lt;/strong&gt; on it.&lt;br /&gt;took our slping bags &amp;amp; headed hme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darn. im coughing nw.&lt;br /&gt;mayb cause 3/4 of my teammates re sick too.&lt;br /&gt;we will survive in china!! i hope..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;current obsession: himm*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable: jin - love story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110068386201107219?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110068386201107219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110068386201107219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110068386201107219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110068386201107219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2004/11/edit-yes-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110060673536644187</id><published>2004-11-16T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T20:37:00.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[edit]&lt;br /&gt;my fren stumbled on &lt;strong&gt;sumone's&lt;/strong&gt; blog. and its lyk woahhhh. i knw many pple read my blog, many i do nrt knw of.. bt to think you still read it? hahahhas. why you still care abt my life sial. i thot i was jst &lt;strong&gt;trash&lt;/strong&gt; to you. frankly, i din even bother lking at it till my fren tld me abt it. i mean, you wanted to mke a comebck ta scold me bck.. bt that was seriously &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pathetic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. tha lousiest comebck ive heard in yrs. and mind you, ive heard alotta comebcks. i giv it a...... 3/10. you can say to othas &lt;strong&gt;"she so bhb. she think i talkin abt her."&lt;/strong&gt; bt i knw you re. i knw you too well. we used to b best frens, rmbr? i need no one's pity. and i wonte stoop so low ta get yours. comon', jst think. i admit to tha whle wrld dat i was a fuckin bitch, bt you still donte. tsk tsk. heh, its tha sme thang all over. on ya side, you're tha gd guy while im tha bad. &amp; on my side, im tha gd guy &amp;amp; you're tha bad. so whoever wins, tha otha side loses to tha bad guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and btw. if i ever wanted to kill myself, i whld use an alternate method. one which is fast &amp; quiet. i donte wan no gunshot bang loud enough so tha whle wrld can hear. and i also donte sink my shit. its bad fer tha environment. oh lk, im being an &lt;strong&gt;angel&lt;/strong&gt; here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y'knw, whatever you or they say, yall cant mke me angry. in fact, aft i read dat comeback, i laughed so hard i cld almost die [hence, anotha alternative on suicide]. its lyk wow. bestfrens turned enemies turned killers? i donte think so. im too happy wit my life, my frens &amp; myself to tink of killing myself jst cause sumone said i shld. thank you veh much.&lt;br /&gt;[/edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y'knw, i really love today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bt i jst realised saturday is comin soon.&lt;br /&gt;mixed feelings abt tha trip actually.&lt;br /&gt;on one hand, im realy veh veh excited.&lt;br /&gt;bt leavin al my frens bhind, fer 2 weeks, is gonna b a pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. went fer tha dance&amp;song rehearsal todays.&lt;br /&gt;most of us reached at 8,&lt;br /&gt;bt tha usual pple were late [eg. JELVIN.]&lt;br /&gt;i tld &lt;strong&gt;jiayi&lt;/strong&gt; tha "story" alrdy. hahahas. (:&lt;br /&gt;went to tha classrm &amp;amp; we took forever jst to think of what to dance.&lt;br /&gt;in tha end, we sticked to line dancing.&lt;br /&gt;kinda fun actually. tha guys went all crazy.&lt;br /&gt;jumping way too high, shouting way too loud.&lt;br /&gt;den we rehearsed it tons of tym &amp; rehearsed tha songs part.&lt;br /&gt;was raining wen i reached hme.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i bought CLEO. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came hme &amp; talked to &lt;strong&gt;poo&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;she suggested she &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;koo&lt;/strong&gt; meet up wit me.&lt;br /&gt;bt in tha end, no plans were made.&lt;br /&gt;i almost fell asleep on tha couch since i hadta wke up so early todays.&lt;br /&gt;came ta check my com &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;he&lt;/strong&gt; was online.&lt;br /&gt;hahahs. best chat ever laas.&lt;br /&gt;went to &lt;a href="http://www.cooltests.com"&gt;cooltests.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did all those lame tests.&lt;br /&gt;herre re sum of tha results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"are you jealous?"&lt;/strong&gt; - Samantha, you have perfect control over your emotions, you have a lot of confidence and you don't let things get to you. It is also possible that you don't care enough about certain people or things to be jealous of them. Of course it's a good thing that you're not jealous very often, but jealousy isn't all bad. You should show some more emotions, so people will know you have them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"are you in love?"&lt;/strong&gt; - Yup... you're definitely in love with ____. You would do anything for him, and just the sight of him makes you happy. Good luck in your relationship, just make sure ____ feels the same for you, or he can very easily take advantage of you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"are you ready for love?"&lt;/strong&gt; - Ready or Not? (40-75 points) [my range]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his results?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"are you ready for love?"&lt;/strong&gt; - Seriously Ready (80-110 points)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"are you in love?"&lt;/strong&gt; - Yup... you're definitely in love with ______. You would do anything for her, and just the sight of her makes you happy. Good luck in your relationship, just make sure _____ feels the same for you, or she can very easily take advantage of you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahhahahas. he copied me on tha _____ thang. rahhh.&lt;br /&gt;and tha funniest results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"are you a terrorist?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mine: Samantha, not all hope is lost, but you're chances of succeeding as a terrorist are slim.&lt;br /&gt;his: ___, you have it in you to become a terrorist, don't give up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn lame laas. bt pple get bored y'knw.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. i shall nrt bore yall wit mre details. (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;na neun tang shin reul sa rang hey yo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;current obsession: himm*&lt;br /&gt;turntable: nsync - selfish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110060673536644187?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110060673536644187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110060673536644187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110060673536644187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110060673536644187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2004/11/edit-my-fren-stumbled-on-sumones-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110051612784351528</id><published>2004-11-15T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T18:55:27.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hoohaas.&lt;br /&gt;im back frm a tiring day of shoppin wit my momma.&lt;br /&gt;bought a haversack bag &amp; lotsa clothes fer tha trip.&lt;br /&gt;total cost = $150.20&lt;br /&gt;ryte nw, im wearin a sweater i bought.&lt;br /&gt;light &amp;amp; dark bluee.&lt;br /&gt;its kinda cold nw, wonder whys.&lt;br /&gt;went ta sum place ta hav dinner &amp; nw we're bck hme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw. i shwed my mum tha wallet.&lt;br /&gt;i hadta ask "can you tell if its real?"&lt;br /&gt;andd aft much inspection she said "real laas. quite nice what."&lt;br /&gt;lmao. he said he actually had tha real box, bt threw it away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr i gotta go early ta sch fer tha dance&amp;song rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;gonna b a blast! (:&lt;br /&gt;we're gonna do line dancing tho. eck.&lt;br /&gt;whatevers. gonna love tha singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;current obsession: himm*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable: michale buble - kissing a fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110051612784351528?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110051612784351528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110051612784351528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110051612784351528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110051612784351528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2004/11/hoohaas.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110042463411997791</id><published>2004-11-14T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T20:31:36.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/wallet.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tha wallet &lt;strong&gt;he&lt;/strong&gt; gave me. itsa valentino wallet &amp; its &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;REAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh. damn ex cann. (:&lt;br /&gt;so we met &amp; walked to parkway.&lt;br /&gt;he kept changing his mind of what to eat.&lt;br /&gt;ice cream, sushi den finally decided on breaktalk.&lt;br /&gt;ate &amp;amp; walked to tha katong busstop.&lt;br /&gt;he had to rush to meet his parents.&lt;br /&gt;i wish he din go. ):&lt;br /&gt;[/edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did nth todays.&lt;br /&gt;was uber bored.&lt;br /&gt;did many quizes/surveys on frenster.&lt;br /&gt;talked ta &lt;strong&gt;arvin&lt;/strong&gt; online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am gonna meet &lt;strong&gt;himm*&lt;/strong&gt; ltrs.&lt;br /&gt;hahahas.&lt;br /&gt;said he had a surprise fer me.&lt;br /&gt;bt tha clues he gav were so big,&lt;br /&gt;i guessed it ryte alrdy. (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 mre days &amp; i leave.&lt;br /&gt;8 mre days &amp;amp; his O levels end.&lt;br /&gt;too bad i wonte b ard ta talk to himm*&lt;br /&gt;)):&lt;br /&gt;yall donte knw hw much ills miss yall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;esp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; himm*, lynn, tha -OOs, arvin, julian &amp;amp; vall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;current obsession: himm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable: michael buble- put ya head on my shoulder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110042463411997791?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110042463411997791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110042463411997791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110042463411997791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110042463411997791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2004/11/edit-tha-wallet-he-gave-me.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110036722467224719</id><published>2004-11-14T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T14:39:41.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/narcissisticme2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anti smoker campaign. notice tha sailormoon poster- been up derre since pri1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/narcissisticme.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 0130am andd i still cant slp. damn narcissistic. rahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/stuff.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my stuff. ie: brush, eyeshadow palette, mascara, eyelash curler - which lks lyk it cld b a circumsizer or whatevers, eye pencil, blemish stick, lipgloss &amp;amp; clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sumtyms i jst love myself.&lt;br /&gt;actually, i do. all tha tym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-hugs me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, many pple read my blog.&lt;br /&gt;many pple dat i donte knw of.&lt;br /&gt;i din even knw &lt;strong&gt;changlong&lt;/strong&gt; reads it.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells, enjoy! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but only love can say -- try again or walk away&lt;br /&gt;but i believe for you and me&lt;br /&gt;the sun will shine one day&lt;br /&gt;so i'll just play my part&lt;br /&gt;and pray you'll have a change of heart&lt;br /&gt;but i can't make you see it through&lt;br /&gt;that's something only love can do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110036722467224719?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110036722467224719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110036722467224719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110036722467224719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110036722467224719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2004/11/anti-smoker-campaign.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110035587821311665</id><published>2004-11-13T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-13T22:24:38.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yet anotha saturday well spent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. i went to meet &lt;strong&gt;himm*&lt;/strong&gt; at tampines interchange. took an mrt to pasir ris &amp; walked ard whitesands. oh yaas. and i gav him tha puzzle i made. lols. went into sum sports store. damn, fell in love wit tha soccer balls derre. lmao. den we went into sembawang CD store &amp;amp; i jst realised, &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I HAVENT BOUGHT JIN &amp; EMINEM'S NEW ALBUMS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. oh goshh, sumone shoot me. i &lt;strong&gt;MUST&lt;/strong&gt; buy soon. (: aft dat took 3 to ponggol andd yaas, talked on tha bus. hahas. funny stuff. yuppps. stopped at tha ponggol plaza bt he wanted to eat icecream laas, so we walked out to tha guy selling icecream on tha pathway. stupid. i was suppose ta treat him icecream [which is lyk $1] andd he din allow. ): rahh rahh. no fairs. went under sum blk to chill &amp;amp; talk. yupppps, talked alot abt evrythang. hahas. left at ard 6 plus, wen my parents reached my cousin's place. he walked me derre den went hme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boohoo.&lt;br /&gt;wasnt allowed ta carry my nephews today since i was still sick. soo unfair! so i jst slacked, watched tv, talked to paulynn fer awhile denn went hme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nehoos. i doubt i need to introduce &lt;strong&gt;himm*&lt;/strong&gt; to tha whle wrld.&lt;br /&gt;since tha whle wrld alrdy knws.&lt;br /&gt;wen tha only guy [frm st gabs] i tld was &lt;strong&gt;ARVIN&lt;/strong&gt;. lx&lt;br /&gt;seems lyk evryone knws. rahhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;-slapps arvin's balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;current obsession: himm* aka exammms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable: michael buble - dats all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110035587821311665?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110035587821311665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110035587821311665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110035587821311665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110035587821311665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2004/11/yet-anotha-saturday-well-spent.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110026377619609822</id><published>2004-11-12T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T17:13:51.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>can you believe what a boring day i had.&lt;br /&gt;rahhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;and arvin had so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;bloody ass garfield. lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suppose ta hav training todays bt i din go.&lt;br /&gt;i din nethang 'cept fer playing &lt;strong&gt;Halo2&lt;/strong&gt; wit my bro.&lt;br /&gt;yes yes. tha xbox game.&lt;br /&gt;kinda funn since i had nth to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum wants me to get a job.&lt;br /&gt;and to think last yr she forbade me frm finding one.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. pple change.&lt;br /&gt;mayb gonna help my mum's fren's daugther wrk.&lt;br /&gt;tha pay's kinda ohkayy altho i was expectin mre.&lt;br /&gt;hahahas.&lt;br /&gt;my atm is outta money cann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nehoos. ills b leaving nxt saturday.&lt;br /&gt;abt a week left.&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh. i haven bought any winter clothes yet.&lt;br /&gt;monday monday, shopping wit my momma!&lt;br /&gt;mayb i can mke her buy that OP dress fer me. d:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and btw. why do guys always tink dey cant hav fun wit grrls ard?&lt;br /&gt;okay. mayb we're a lil' paranoid &amp;amp; cautious.&lt;br /&gt;bt we can hav fun wen we want to aiight.&lt;br /&gt;chalet's gonna b &lt;strong&gt;GREAT&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;partehh-ing al tha way.&lt;br /&gt;blasting loud music.&lt;br /&gt;drinking till we're sick.&lt;br /&gt;playing sick games such as &lt;strong&gt;glow-in-tha-dark lingerie water battle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;invented by yang changlong.&lt;br /&gt;oh i cant wait. SJ + 4HM's chalet is gonna b great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;current obsession: exammmms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable: kim bum soo - bo go ship da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110026377619609822?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110026377619609822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110026377619609822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110026377619609822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110026377619609822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2004/11/can-you-believe-what-boring-day-i-had.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110017985407181855</id><published>2004-11-11T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T00:15:41.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[edit]&lt;br /&gt;hahhahahas. so many thangs happened.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. a load of my shoulders no doubt.&lt;br /&gt;im glad he's sweet.&lt;br /&gt;im glad he understands.&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh. ((: what can i say?&lt;br /&gt;-farts.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhahahs. (x&lt;br /&gt;aft Os. aft Os.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;there are those i am sure who have told you,&lt;br /&gt;they would give you the world for a toy.&lt;br /&gt;all I have are these arms to enfold you,&lt;br /&gt;and a love time can never destroy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rahhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;trying to smile nw.&lt;br /&gt;my tagboard sucks laas.&lt;br /&gt;spoil lyk hell. dammit.&lt;br /&gt;will change it soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left my hse late &amp; still hadta buy laksa fer &lt;strong&gt;paulynn&lt;/strong&gt;. so i walked all tha way to my fav store &amp;amp; took a taxi dwn ta tanah merah. met up wit &lt;strong&gt;arvin&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; &lt;strong&gt;max&lt;/strong&gt;, walked to lynn's crib. spent sum tym playin wit don [lynn's dog] &amp;amp; studying. stayed derre till lyk 3 plus den we went over to stradfort court or whatever its called. studied in tha study rm. hhahahas. i think we mre or less played mre dan study. said so many jokes laas &amp; max is lyk damn slow. tke so lng to understand. rahhh. went bck to lynn's hse at 6 plus &amp;amp; wanted to go eat dinner. waited till she bathed finish andd we left. took a cab to tampines &amp; i met up wit &lt;strong&gt;koo&lt;/strong&gt; first. finally lynn signed up fer &lt;strong&gt;ZLN&lt;/strong&gt;. ((: went fer dinner at &lt;strong&gt;yoshinoya&lt;/strong&gt;. den hme. max &amp;amp; arvin walked me to tha interchange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arvin. mayb you're ryte. bt what if you're wrng.&lt;br /&gt;forget it laas. sme thang happening again. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;current obsession: exammmmms. )):&lt;br /&gt;turntable: winter sonata - winter love song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110017985407181855?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110017985407181855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110017985407181855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110017985407181855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110017985407181855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2004/11/edit-hahhahahas.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110009125338263956</id><published>2004-11-10T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T00:17:09.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THREE NAMES YOU GO BY:&lt;br /&gt;1. samantha&lt;br /&gt;2. samm&lt;br /&gt;3. LIL'miz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:&lt;br /&gt;1. crazy&lt;br /&gt;2. tall [ina way, i lyk it]&lt;br /&gt;3. i love myself cause i hav great frens!! (((x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU HATE ABOUT YOURSELF:&lt;br /&gt;1. procrastinator&lt;br /&gt;2. too direct&lt;br /&gt;3. fer being frens wit fur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND:&lt;br /&gt;1. why i was frens wit fur&lt;br /&gt;2. love&lt;br /&gt;3. tha opposite sex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS THAT ANNOY YOU:&lt;br /&gt;1. FUR&lt;br /&gt;2. backstabbing frens&lt;br /&gt;3. smokers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS THAT SCARE YOU:&lt;br /&gt;1. insects&lt;br /&gt;2. blood &amp; gore&lt;br /&gt;3. death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS:&lt;br /&gt;1. hp&lt;br /&gt;2. computer&lt;br /&gt;3. specs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE person/or set of PEOPLE YOU SPEND THE MOST TIME WITH:&lt;br /&gt;1. CIP Dali frens&lt;br /&gt;2. tha -OOs&lt;br /&gt;3. 4HM + SJ + tha rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU CAN'T DO:&lt;br /&gt;1. fly&lt;br /&gt;2. kill fur [bt i wish to]&lt;br /&gt;3. breakdance.... YET&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE HOBBIES:&lt;br /&gt;1. talkin on tha fone/online&lt;br /&gt;2. shoppin&lt;br /&gt;3. dancing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT REALLY BAD RIGHT NOW:&lt;br /&gt;1. himm*&lt;br /&gt;2. fer deir Os to finish&lt;br /&gt;3. fer tha CIP trip to finish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE CAREERS YOU'RE CONSIDERING:&lt;br /&gt;1. radio DJ&lt;br /&gt;2. magazine writer/editor&lt;br /&gt;3. nethang in tha media business&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PLACES YOU WOULD GO ON VACATION:&lt;br /&gt;1. paris&lt;br /&gt;2. switzerland&lt;br /&gt;3. new zeland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS/PEOPLE YOU WANT OUT OF YOUR LIFE RIGHT NOW:&lt;br /&gt;1. being afraid to love&lt;br /&gt;2. my room [i wanna move!!]&lt;br /&gt;3. sickness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PEOPLE/set of PEOPLE YOU WOULD WANT LEFT IN YOUR LIFE IF YOU WERE TO LOSE EVERYONE ELSE:&lt;br /&gt;1. himm*&lt;br /&gt;2. 4HM + Smoovejump + tha rest&lt;br /&gt;3. tha -OOs + tha devils&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE:&lt;br /&gt;1. get married &amp;amp; hav kidds&lt;br /&gt;2. travel all of europe&lt;br /&gt;3. love my frens unconditionally [wait, aint i doin it nw? d: ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110009125338263956?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110009125338263956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110009125338263956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110009125338263956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110009125338263956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2004/11/three-names-you-go-by-1.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110007538374771008</id><published>2004-11-10T16:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T17:02:03.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;i was only thinking of you, hoping you were thinking of me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;two hearts beating like one against the world.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;baby, i am always dreaming of you, hoping you are dreaming of me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i can never live one day without your love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rahhhhhh. im finally hme!&lt;br /&gt;yays* ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had tha first aid course's test todays. so funny, cheating evrywhre. tha practical was uber fun i tell you!! do tha CPR &amp; bandage herre &amp;amp; derre. lols. fun fun fun. i &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; my teammates. so yaas, tha thang ended at 12+ bt we needed to discuss abt tha cultural nyte thang so we decided ta meet up at 0130. went wit &lt;strong&gt;jiayi, melanie, lihyee&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; &lt;strong&gt;xueqi&lt;/strong&gt; fer lunch at tmart. rahh rahh. damn fun cannns. den we talk abt love al dat. hahahs. melanie tha story damn exciting. lols. (x whilst walkin bck also talk abt it. step into tha container still talking. denn tianhon &amp;amp; sum other guys were listening &amp; were acting damn gay laas. lx hahas. cant blame em. realy get ta knw em so much better cann. (: nehoos. we decided on singing &amp;amp; dancing? was suppose ta b a skit &amp; hiphop dance bt nw, i donte knw. so confusing. rahhhhhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr i gotta meet up wit &lt;strong&gt;jiayi&lt;/strong&gt; fer her church thang. hopefully derre is tym cause i wanna meet up wit &lt;strong&gt;SJ&lt;/strong&gt; or sumthang! see deir &lt;strong&gt;adorable&lt;/strong&gt; faces [did i jst say dat?!].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to al dose out derre who knw who &lt;strong&gt;xueqi&lt;/strong&gt; is, donte go ard makin fun of her aiights. aft dis whle experience, found out dats she's realy nice inside &amp;amp; dat ive been a bitch fer makin fun of her. altho she's different frm us in ways, we donte hav tha ryte to say her. its lyk, in her eyes we're different no? andd she doesnt go ard bitchin abt us. hahahs. whatevers. i knw &lt;strong&gt;SUM PPLE&lt;/strong&gt; will b lyk "dat stupid bitch go b fren wit xueqi? HAHAHHHAHAS." well. i hav two wrds:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;fuck off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;current obsession: exammmms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable: michael buble - that's all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110007538374771008?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110007538374771008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110007538374771008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110007538374771008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110007538374771008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2004/11/i-was-only-thinking-of-you-hoping-you.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-110000360981502992</id><published>2004-11-09T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T21:43:49.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[edit]&lt;br /&gt;hahhahas. y'knw what relieves stress?&lt;br /&gt;talkin to tha guy you used to date. lmao.&lt;br /&gt;no, i aint joking.&lt;br /&gt;was talking a hell lot to &lt;strong&gt;mike&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;well. he jst went fer dinner so i can type this shit out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we talked abt tha past.&lt;br /&gt;and if he lyked any other grrl last tym, and its a definate &lt;strong&gt;NONO&lt;/strong&gt;. ((:&lt;br /&gt;im gladd. &lt;strong&gt;VEH HAPPY&lt;/strong&gt; actually.&lt;br /&gt;he said this "but the think is...you just seem to have difficulty expressing your feelings...hehe" which i find is veh true.&lt;br /&gt;rahhhh. who can blame me manns. lx&lt;br /&gt;i still am dat way. afraid of love.&lt;br /&gt;and dat guy's good manns. he guessed it.&lt;br /&gt;he guessed abt &lt;strong&gt;himm*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it took sumtym, bt he did.&lt;br /&gt;i puzzle myself sumtyms. i am so weird.&lt;br /&gt;[/edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rahhh. i hate tha flu.&lt;br /&gt;blocked/running nose tha whle day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had tha 1st part of tha first aid course todays. uber fun! tho tha talks made evryone sleepy laas. bt tha practical soo cool. learnt CPR &amp; blahh blahh. (: so neone injured, i can help! too bad i din learn dis earlier, if nrt can help &lt;strong&gt;derrick&lt;/strong&gt; wit his sprained ankle durin chalet. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yays* andd &lt;strong&gt;jiayi&lt;/strong&gt; asked me join her church fer sum singing in orchard on tha 17th of dec. hahahas. so cools. grt ta knw my fellow teammates much better nw. hahahs. she veh cute ahhhs. write out tha lyrics fer me &amp;amp; sing it in tha class. d:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw. i tld &lt;strong&gt;arvin&lt;/strong&gt; abt me puttin up his baby pics.&lt;br /&gt;his reply:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"WHOT! U PASTE MY PICS ON UR BLOG? LE SIAO LEH, haiyo, no face sia"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahhahas. gotta love dat guyy manns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;le siao&lt;/strong&gt; here &amp;amp; derre.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhas. ((:&lt;br /&gt;nw he say i can go his hse help him dig out his photos.&lt;br /&gt;yayness* its gonna b fun!! (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;current obsession: exammmms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable: gunit - im so hood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-110000360981502992?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/110000360981502992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=110000360981502992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110000360981502992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/110000360981502992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2004/11/edit-hahhahas.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-109989715360944036</id><published>2004-11-08T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T14:59:13.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/babyarvin.gif" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahhas. i was boredd yaas &amp;amp; since i said ills post his baby pics up, herre dey re!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SO CUTE CANN.&lt;/strong&gt; lols.&lt;br /&gt;nw tha facial expressions still tha sme.&lt;br /&gt;he's sooo gonna kill me. /x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-109989715360944036?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/109989715360944036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=109989715360944036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/109989715360944036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/109989715360944036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2004/11/hahahhas.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250111.post-109983834069212376</id><published>2004-11-07T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T22:39:00.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went over ta &lt;strong&gt;vall's&lt;/strong&gt; crib todays. passed her tha vball &amp; her bks bck. was suppose ta go joggin wit her, bt we were too lazy. so we went ta play vball dwnstairs. i asked &lt;strong&gt;arvin&lt;/strong&gt; meet us. in tha end, me &amp; vall went his house outside &amp;amp; shouted his name. hahahhas. he came straight dwn. went to tha park ta play vball, monkey &amp; soccer. lols. shld hav seen arvin's face. he was sooo embarassed ta play wit 2 grrls mann. esp if he saw her* d:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked awhile den we went arvin's place cause vall wanted ta lend his vball [which is softer so she whldnt hurt her hands wit mine]. lols. saw all of arvin's baby photos. &lt;strong&gt;SO CUTE!!&lt;/strong&gt; nxt tym i post up. hahahhaas. (: denn he went over to joel leong's hse &amp; we went ta eat prata! tha prata rocks mann. went bck to eat a small dinner. denn sing songs. blahh blahh. den i went hme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VALL!!&lt;/strong&gt; lou lou lou. hahahas. y'knw who yaas. LMAO!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andd dat &lt;strong&gt;pig&lt;/strong&gt; finally smsed me. lols. nrt msging wrks mann. d: talked awhile jst nw. he jst went ta bed. rahhhhh. super pig. he said i hav soccerism. is dat even a wrd?! ((x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;current obsession: exammms &amp;amp; my nephews!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turntable: LL cool J - hush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8250111-109983834069212376?l=quixotictales-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/feeds/109983834069212376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8250111&amp;postID=109983834069212376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/109983834069212376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8250111/posts/default/109983834069212376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixotictales-.blogspot.com/2004/11/went-over-ta-valls-crib-todays.html' title=''/><author><name>samm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v171/LILmiz/icon_camwhore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
