<?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-4235015712451897069</id><updated>2012-02-17T03:17:24.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spread the shirlness !!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>100</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-2955753690515664429</id><published>2011-10-01T16:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T19:49:01.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love you, you and you.</title><content type='html'>I have always been, so mellow, so shallow, so dramatic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being hit ruthless truths recently, slowly being pulled into the 'real' world, bit by bit, I started to lose myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And during both of my worst breakdown of all times, I was saved by my dearest 2 best friends. Crying over skype, sulking over google +. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was down, I was desperate, I was sad, I was angry, I was hopeless, I fall. I runaway.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I trusted you so much that I expected too much from you. And those every word you said was like a stab in the heart. &lt;br /&gt;I know I'm not always right. And I'm sorry if I said anything hurtful, didn't meant it to be that way. Guess we both hurt each other without knowing it.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they reached out. They comfort me, they tell me stupid jokes to cheer me up, they advice me, they scolded me, they nag me to do things I know I'd regret not doing it, demanding me to apologize to someone, slap me hard in the face to let me know that the things I said and do was wrong. They did everything they could to put me back on track. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of lost hope, the feeling of nobody cares, the feeling of me against the word,that birthday card with an essay long came, and it was those word they say that give me the strength again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What had happen, made me realize alot of things. And I'm so glad, to have the right friends to tell me the right thing to do, and those words of comfort.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So screw those people who don't care, cause there are people who does, care as much as I care them. There are people who'd stand up for me, stand by me, holding on to me, like how I'd do for all of my friends. Yup, the world is cruel and mean, but I'm still going to stand on my beliefs. And I'm still going to be me. True that, wern, true that, cause that's what makes me Shirley Lim Xue Li. It's okay if people don't get me, it's okay if people think I'm a bitch. Cause that's what they think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I push people away, but all I need is a hug.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-2955753690515664429?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/2955753690515664429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=2955753690515664429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/2955753690515664429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/2955753690515664429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-love-you-you-and-you.html' title='I love you, you and you.'/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-2359302460925939734</id><published>2011-03-29T20:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T21:51:06.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurts</title><content type='html'>Blogging is no more an IT thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, it was during this time that I have a moment of solitude. A moment to think about what's going on in my life. What am I doing. How I feel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blasting away music. Here I am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luck was never on my side. Love neither. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does it mean. Love. Really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, the common question: Does true love really exist? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I ever found someone, who loves me for who I am? Who really understand me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I really sounds despo. Not good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when people judge me for who I am, as if, they know me. In truth, they don't. People always think I'm hard, cold, evil, someone who don't give a damn. Do I really? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had I changed? Cause I feel the distance with some, I'd talk all day long with, laugh along with. Or was it, that when something happened, things wont be the same anymore. This is what I fear most. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd go back and change it all. In a heartbeat. Yes, I would. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when will I ever let it go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't bearing grudges. I was hurt. And I didn't want to be hurt again. And I'm just stuck with what I'm doing now. I can't change. I couldn't bring myself to speak a word to you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the thought of you doubting me, haunts me. But who to blame? I doubt you too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-2359302460925939734?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/2359302460925939734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=2359302460925939734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/2359302460925939734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/2359302460925939734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2011/03/blogging-is-no-more-it-thing.html' title='Hurts'/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-1642451907022208248</id><published>2011-03-12T14:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T23:48:10.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>R.I.P</title><content type='html'>It's been around 2 weeks, since the death of my uncle, Yew Shyan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, when I've been told that he is in a critical condition, my mind went blank for a moment. I didn't went down immediately 'cause the elders didn't want the room to be crowded. And I agree to that. The next day, they told me he was getting better and that we, the ones back home, do not need to came down and I was relieved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the following next day, when I've just reached Monash, I received a call I didn't want to receive, a call I didn't expect to receive. And then, it seems to me, the world stop for a second. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears welled up, but I brushed it aside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A phone call came again later that day, urging me to come down quick, but I was furious. I have stuff to handle at school. I couldn't accept the fact that came so sudden and unexpectedly. I didn't want to go to see everybody crying. I didn't want to be at that scene. I was trying to stall for as long as I can. I just didn't want to accept the fact that my uncle is dead. I was running away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, I talked to my mom, and then I just couldn't hold it anymore. It was also during that time, I realized how awfully selfish I've been just to protect myself and that my family needs my support. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The days in Singapore was tough. We didn't get enough sleep, everybody was cranky, my grandmother wailed everyday, even in the middle of night. It was just so tough for her to take it in, and it was so hard for me to watch her. It was just so hard. When I saw my uncle lying in the coffin, I couldn't even called him out. I'm just so lost at words. I didn't know how to console my grandmother, my mom, my cousins. I could only hug my mom tight. I could only look at cousins and nod. I stand and watch my grandaunt holding my grandma tight and consoling her.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, as days goes by, my tears dried up. I'm out of tears. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to my uncle's colleagues and friends talking about him, makes me realized  that he may lived a short life. But he had definitely lived it to the fullest and most meaningful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here's to you, Uncle Yew Shyan, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad to have you as my uncle, even though it's only about 19 years. During these 19 years, you and ah kong, both, had thought me a lot, whether it's about life or just being who you are. And thank you for everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.I.P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-1642451907022208248?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/1642451907022208248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=1642451907022208248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/1642451907022208248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/1642451907022208248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2011/03/rip.html' title='R.I.P'/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-7841936416908418450</id><published>2010-12-27T16:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T01:39:32.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Year End</title><content type='html'>2010 is coming to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, its a year with memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing first, its the very first year I met these peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/TRhUdOtU6PI/AAAAAAAAA1c/fl8lwInbLw8/s1600/uni%2Bgroup%2Bpic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555283001502656754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/TRhUdOtU6PI/AAAAAAAAA1c/fl8lwInbLw8/s320/uni%2Bgroup%2Bpic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy bunch of people, we really are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, often tagged as the noisiet bunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as long as we had fun, with limits of course, we don't really care what people think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND oh well, everybody is annoying sometimes, but hell, who never been the annoying one? I'm annoying a lot of times, and I'm MEAN. We are not gods, angels, fairies anyway. Sometimes, its good to have someone point out to you your mistakes, directly or indirectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterall, we're all still young. There so much to learn, to be a better person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amidst the dramas and etc, I think, we did enjoy ourself so much more often, that it eventually cover up the bad things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, 2 are leaving. SAD FOR US, GOOD FOR THEM ! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I like to say to each and everyone as the year ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiun Jie (JaJa) - Hey sexiest man alive! Best buddy everrrrrr. (I could have just end here and you'll be so happy already) Good to have you doing the same major as me! Thanks for everything. Like for listening to my rambling over and over again, enduring my really bad bad temper and for the time when I broke down. Really. reaaaaaaaaaaaally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David (Dazeazole) - Hey second sexiest man alive! When I first met you, you were so shy. Now, you're like the noisiet person I will ever know. &lt;del&gt;Sometimes, you really make me feel like killing you, ya know, but&lt;/del&gt; Most of the time, you're a nice guy. Reaaaaaaaaaally, its good to know you, reaaaaaally. Thank you for listening to my complaints, enduring ME when im in a bad mood, being the centre man when JJ and I had a row and for many many other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai Ying - HEY SMARTY. First of, thanks for helping me out especially academically. It's been a good half year knowing you, sincerely. Though, we will be in different major, but no worries! We'll still meet up! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma - HEEEEEEEEEY. We met and known each other very super briefly during our mufy year, ITS GOODAMZAINGAWESOME to know you so much better this year! Hahaha, YAY for being in the same major as me. LOVE your randomness, you might not know, but sometimes, you bring laughter in without realising it. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xin Ying - Elllooooo. Erm, though, I dont really know you that well, and we barely spoke more than a paragraph, but oh well, still, its good to know you. Hope we'll know each other better as time goes by. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit. this is alot man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timothy - HEY YOU BITCH! DONT GIMME THAT LOOK ALRITE. LOL. Thanks for all the &lt;del&gt;annoying&lt;/del&gt; music &lt;del&gt;rambling&lt;/del&gt; info-s and its good to know how much &lt;del&gt;you love dead people(mozart,beethoven,etc)&lt;/del&gt; you appreciate classical composers. OMG. I'm being mean again. I do apologize for being mean, but sometimes, its NOT MEEEEEEE. hahaha, its like you're inviting me to be mean. Soooorrry la, I'll try to be less mean to you okay?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin - Kevinnnn, WADDUP YO. Again, we met and known each other very super briefly during mufy year, and its GOOOOOOOD to know you better this year! AND AND AND, thanks for helping out as a teammate wei, you're a million times infinity hell lot better of a teammate than you know who. Hadnt you exist, I wouldnt be able to type this out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liam - Honestly speaking, you're the worst in the gang, cause you dump us and join others once, and then you say, we didnt invite, wait, you ALWAYS say we didnt invite you, wait, no, you ALWAYS say we didnt invite you FIRST. Okla, here comes the good part, you're the most tame person in the gang, like a rabbit, I think we did a good job in making you so good at attacking people now. It's a GOOD thing because you now know how to defend yourself while you're at aussie. Nonetheless, KEEP BEING A GOOD BOY OKAY, BEHAVE YOURSELF IN AUSSIE. Btw, those ang mo very open one, so you can need not keep your sexual orientation a secret and find more gay patners alrite. AND EH, KEEP IN TOUCH, but I know you won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chern Xi - YEAH RITE CHERRRRRRN XI! Sadly, I wont be hearing you yea right me again. And I wont be swimming with you again, and you wont belanja me suet cha again. and and and OMG YOU'RE BETTER THAN LIAM, I THINK I'LL MISS YOU MORE THAN HIM. hahaha. Anyway, you're always the optimistic one, the most happy go lucky, the most hardworking fella in the gang. KEEP IT UP. AND GO GET A AUSSIE GIRLFRIEND OKAY, get a pretty one, and show off to us! AND GET A FB, so we can keep in touch, then jiunjie and david can stalk you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sagar - Heeey, O lamest. Thanks for your &lt;del&gt;lame&lt;/del&gt; jokes &lt;del&gt;and cow juice. &lt;/del&gt;Well, its undeniable that you do bring some joy and laughter into the gang, but please, PLEASEEEEEEEEEE, accept the fact that you're not SLIM AND SEXY. hahaahhaa. It's been a great half year knowing you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, bad memories wassh away, good memories remain, my first year uni life isnt bad, the following will be even much more better! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a great year, but I do have things to be regretted about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm stuck in between, not knowing whether to pretend its alrite, or walk away and let it die, being the left out one. Being in such position, knowing myself, I can never let it go, I dont want to pretend, nor I want to let it die. How can I? After what we been through, honestly, I dont want to walk away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, to pretend, I can never do it. How to casually act like it's alright when there's a needle in my heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a year, or more, that we are all together as a team in this tug of war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw myself, all of you, one by one, letting your hands go, for whatever reason, leaving myself, pulling it. Then, I let my hands go too. Just when I'm about to accept that we're losing the match, I lost the match. You all have to grab it again.&lt;br /&gt;You all have to question why am I not holding on, why am I giving it up, why am I leaving you guys alone. You all have to tell me that, though your hands arent there, your heart is and that my perception was wrong, I shouldnt be pulling you guys into this match, I shouldnt have thought we would win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may grab it right now, but it change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And right now, I'm standing at the field, watching all of you looking at me as if im making no sense, as if I'm a fool, I maybe stubborn, but I dont do things unreasonably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think I'm a bitch, dont you think your actions were more of a bitch than mine? I was disappointed in you. I never think you'd act such ways. Or was it my fault to think you'd never act as such?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think I'm stubborn, holding it so tightly, but dont you think, I was just trying not to give up, to think that, things will not differ more than the past?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think its nice that all the things I think, things I suggest, things I said, only to be ignored and tag as stupid by all of you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask me again why am I behaving like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You push me into a corner and ask my why am I at a corner?! Funny, you even ask me to let it go. You even teach me how to be a human.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-7841936416908418450?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/7841936416908418450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=7841936416908418450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/7841936416908418450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/7841936416908418450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2010/12/year-end.html' title='Year End'/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/TRhUdOtU6PI/AAAAAAAAA1c/fl8lwInbLw8/s72-c/uni%2Bgroup%2Bpic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-7041518272831871292</id><published>2010-10-16T12:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T12:18:02.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes</title><content type='html'>Dear blog, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry. For I only share my sorrow with you, but not my joy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear readers, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry. For these few posts had been, rather, sad. Touching? One said my previous posts was pretty a touching one. That's a good thing actually. But, personally, I find my previous posts was rants more than to reach out to ppl. Still, I'd be so happy, if in any way, my writings could reach out to people, could somehow change their thoughts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To compensate, to bring a little bit more laughter, a smile to my readers, my future few posts shall be one, that I swear, bring as much smile to you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I had thoughts about what to write. Wait for it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-7041518272831871292?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/7041518272831871292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=7041518272831871292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/7041518272831871292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/7041518272831871292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2010/10/changes.html' title='Changes'/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-4425101236772256260</id><published>2010-10-01T09:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T10:01:42.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Realization</title><content type='html'>Dear readers, (I'd like to pretend there are actually people reading this ! Haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised, as I'm enjoying the morning breeze, as I'm older, the more vulnerable I became. Tears was shed more so often than it ever did before compare to the past years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my answer to it was because, its far to old for me to be naive, in believe that friends are true to each other, friends actually really care, friends without motives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black and white, doesn't seems clear to me. Grey is all I see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days before my birthday, I was hit by some kind of emotional waves. The kind that makes you feel so.. inhuman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On and after my birthday, I was hit by a horrendous truth. A realization that leaves me wandering in a maze and I've became so senseless. The belief I once hold so strong, POOF, shattered just like that. The pain, the shattering sound of the truth hitting me. Who knew?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that moment, I was so determined to take back all I give. To be mean. Kind hearted people was always fooled by others, they were always the one taken advantage by people, they are the ones easily hurt by other. And I didnt want to be that kind of person, no, not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was tired of being hurt, I was tired of seeing grey, I was tired of being nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to hurt instead of be hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to reveal the truth that would scar one's life just as how it did to me. Yes, I want to revenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I couldn't do it. I typed a message, revealing something that might cause a commotion, might hurt not just one, but two people I care. And they deserved it. Yet, I couldn't find the courage to press the button 'send'. Do I really want to put an end to all this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't get out from the maze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, comes yesterday, I went to help out at a place with autism kids. There, for every memories that pains me seems to be thrown far behind. Playing with them, helping them, makes me happier. Seeing how patient their mother can be, seeing the smile on their faces, there and then, the pain, the stumble I came across, seems nothing. And I want nothing more, to help them, to be there with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, without a doubt, I deleted the message. And I still want to believe in what I believe. I would still go all out for a friend, I would still try to protect a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It maybe to too old for me to be naive, yes, the outside world is harsh, yet, I want to hold on to my belief. I want to be who I am, never lose myself while taking each steps towards the real world. And in the process, I'll learn to love more than hate, learn to accept and forgive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accepting and forgive. To &lt;strong&gt;really&lt;/strong&gt; accept and to &lt;strong&gt;really&lt;/strong&gt; forgive. That, may not be in me right now, but I will never stop trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We, may know more things than a kid, but a kid, teaches us more things than we ever know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-4425101236772256260?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/4425101236772256260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=4425101236772256260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/4425101236772256260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/4425101236772256260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2010/10/realization.html' title='Realization'/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-1971465962914971859</id><published>2010-07-22T08:39:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T01:25:10.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Death</title><content type='html'>Death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It pains me to see a four year old kid losing her mother. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mommy is sleeping so beautifully. Thats what she say and I swore my heart was tored into a million pieces. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Buddha, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, enlighten me, for what is going to happen to this little girl. Why take her mother away from her? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found myself struggling for the right words when my mom cried so badly upon receiving the news. I could only hold her tight when she collapsed into my arms, crying.      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had passed away. These are the words that replay in my head over and over again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling is really weird. Learning that someone you know had gone, suddenly. Its like I'm pausing,  feeling something is missing, yet the world is still moving, everything is still in motion. And I, being dragged along it.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst, this is someone I know of, but not close. What if. This is someone I'm close with? She is still so young. Why wasnt she given a chance to watch her child growing up to be a fine lady? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow it dawned me that life, is cruel. Happy endings can only be found in fairytales, a world of fantasy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear readers, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I wonder, if its a good thing or bad, to feel everything so deeply. To really feel hatred, anger, love, gratitude, pain. To have a courage to feel everything so deeply. To really take in all kinds of emotion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-1971465962914971859?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/1971465962914971859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=1971465962914971859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/1971465962914971859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/1971465962914971859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2010/07/death.html' title='Death'/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-7856964037334969217</id><published>2010-07-17T21:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T00:53:17.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If only there's a delete button</title><content type='html'>Dear readers, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart is not an elastomer, when it reach its limit, it snaps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that, is when my tears couldn't be stopped. Not in a few minutes time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never did I know I was that weak. Shirley is tough, that's what they say. Hell, guess today didnt show that I was that tough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, Shirley cry? SERIOUSLY? FOR THAT? Guess that will be what they say if they saw me cry or heard bout it. And without a single doubt, sooner or later they would. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was that vulnerable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would understand me, my situation at that very time? Though I admit, it might be a small little thing, but sometimes, its these small little things that triggers something big. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But be very clear, after much thought, I'm blaming no one, but myself for being weak. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, I'm glad, for when the world seems crushing on me, there are people who will be there for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khor Xiang Ping &amp; Lim Yi Wern, the ones who can comfort me, the ones who understand me and knows how I feel, how it feels like. What am I gonna do after you left? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I remember telling you that I don't believe in fate, I don't believe that everything is fated, but I believe one damn thing bout fate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's fate, that I met you. Seriously, Really, Truly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I thank you for that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, is a day that made me realise that no matter how tough a person is, there will be a time, he or she could not just take it anymore. And it makes me see the world, people around me clearer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget? It can't be forgotten, its forever craved into my memory, though I could pretend, though as time slips, I could let it go, such memory couldn't be erase just like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, my tears had washed my eyes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-7856964037334969217?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/7856964037334969217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=7856964037334969217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/7856964037334969217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/7856964037334969217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2010/07/dear-readers-heart-is-not-elastomer.html' title='If only there&apos;s a delete button'/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-3360701863560697741</id><published>2010-07-11T23:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T23:53:28.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh</title><content type='html'>For the past few days, months, never did I stop trying to write. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few lines, I stop, ending up deleting everything and stop altogether. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling again mixture of sadness, disappointment. Amongst the solitude moments, I found not peace, but instead questioning myself over and over again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For past few days, I find myself an idiot. Really. An idiot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt like an odd one out, felt stupid. Really. An idiot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I guess, things just fell out. Still it hurts, as much as I wanna deny it, as much as I kept telling myself its okay, I dont care. I wanted to fight back. Back then, I would do something. Now, I dont. And when that happens, somewhere in me, is crying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things rush to me at once, hitting me hard on the face. Felt a tight slap on the face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For every decisions I made, it's consequences I have to face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, where did the tough shirley go? Pushing myself back into a deep, deep well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you wait. I shall be right back up. I need time. To think, to figure out life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-3360701863560697741?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/3360701863560697741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=3360701863560697741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/3360701863560697741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/3360701863560697741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2010/07/sigh.html' title='Sigh'/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-681885273573152037</id><published>2010-05-23T22:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T23:23:00.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- S.L -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enlighten me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For I’m blind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of dreams and hopes and meanings of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guide me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For I’m lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the riddles in life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the pain and tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One could never fathom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For I’m fragile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I yield myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fortitude in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanish in the attack of bleakness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I’m lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left by nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accompanied by sheer hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always, always, find myself so expressive after a long long hours of study. Consecutive long hours of study with wen at Monash library. Productive? Yes and no. But, all in all, definitely better at home. The temptation to sleep is very, ultimately hard to resist. Especially in the case where your place of studying is your bed, or even right beside your bed. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, I shall update Ning's farewell celebration. Not much of a celebration acutally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending of a smile, is the beginning of another. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-681885273573152037?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/681885273573152037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=681885273573152037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/681885273573152037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/681885273573152037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2010/05/poem-time.html' title='Poem time'/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-8273774574642555941</id><published>2010-04-24T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T22:20:24.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please let it last</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;- S.L -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I step into Monash with just 1, uno, very close friend of mine, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;doing the same course as me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/S9O5_klTguI/AAAAAAAAA1A/_clrXL1iABQ/s1600/IMG_8173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463915274733585122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/S9O5_klTguI/AAAAAAAAA1A/_clrXL1iABQ/s320/IMG_8173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/S9O5_IzKUXI/AAAAAAAAA04/uw0u_O7ZK9Q/s1600/IMG_8172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463915267275510130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/S9O5_IzKUXI/AAAAAAAAA04/uw0u_O7ZK9Q/s320/IMG_8172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the peeps I'm hanging out with almost everyday. We are all 'assholes-es' and 'babi-s'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are a pain in each other ass. I wonder what might it be, a life in Monash without these guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I know this wont last long. And it struck me that, I have to appreciate it, enjoy every bits and pieces of it, good times and bad. Cause soon, this is going to be another memory, another memory I would be reminiscing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things dont always stay the same. I wish it would just be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-8273774574642555941?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/8273774574642555941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=8273774574642555941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/8273774574642555941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/8273774574642555941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-step-into-monash-with-just-1-uno-very.html' title='Please let it last'/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/S9O5_klTguI/AAAAAAAAA1A/_clrXL1iABQ/s72-c/IMG_8173.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-7308811761626888224</id><published>2010-03-21T22:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T23:53:37.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Syiok ?</title><content type='html'>Here am I, moving into the FOURTH week of Uni. Monash Uni. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HECTIC is the word to describe it all. Met some new friends. Meeting back old college mates makes me realize just how much I missed their existance and noise and crazy-ness. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping time is way out and odd again. Sigh. Here we go again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the month of march :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Planned iPok Eu Jin b'day. LOVE THAT EPIC MOMENT. It's his first time kena con for real. =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Planned Peh Shirley's b'day. IN MONASH CAFE. She was totally cought by surprise. It was fun. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Planned Liam's b'day. Usj 23 badminton court. Thanks to Kevin for driving us back and forth. All thanks to David, almost all the candle burned away before the cake was presented. haha. But it was all OKAY. At least, the blur Liam was surprised. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know what u meant, yenwen. 3 brithdays in 3 consecutive week !!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, didnt get to celeb dear Chinfong and Suemay b'day. I feel soooo guilty. Feel like some sort of asshole. SORRY !!! But, I really really tried to plan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For pyhsic project. I HATE MY OTHER GROUP MEMBER. HE IS EVERYTHING THAT DEFINES ASSHOLE. asshole. arsehole. *pissed off face*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note : JIUN JIE AND DAVID WONG AND KEVIN LIM ALL PAKAT TO BULLY ME. =( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pity shirley. HAHA !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-7308811761626888224?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/7308811761626888224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=7308811761626888224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/7308811761626888224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/7308811761626888224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2010/03/syiok.html' title='Syiok ?'/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-7218158658050577761</id><published>2010-01-13T12:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T12:59:18.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Road trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Family outing on a christmas day !! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Took a few pictures along. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These are my fav. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/S01RtdAag-I/AAAAAAAAAxY/7aqlSqxQA-E/s1600-h/IMG_0951.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426082967373644770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/S01RtdAag-I/AAAAAAAAAxY/7aqlSqxQA-E/s320/IMG_0951.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/S01RtLKhglI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/KTgts6oi2hc/s1600-h/IMG_0949.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426082962584207954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/S01RtLKhglI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/KTgts6oi2hc/s320/IMG_0949.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/S01S6grecWI/AAAAAAAAAxg/WKYsATNuNbk/s1600-h/IMG_0948.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426084291209490786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/S01S6grecWI/AAAAAAAAAxg/WKYsATNuNbk/s320/IMG_0948.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-7218158658050577761?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/7218158658050577761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=7218158658050577761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/7218158658050577761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/7218158658050577761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2010/01/road-trip.html' title='Road trip'/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/S01RtdAag-I/AAAAAAAAAxY/7aqlSqxQA-E/s72-c/IMG_0951.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-8700928903751927986</id><published>2009-12-24T11:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T13:41:36.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dec babies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/S01c3LgPfCI/AAAAAAAAAxo/JNEU1Hi4P74/s1600-h/Photo+725.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/S01A7EYXqYI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/AP0EcTGGUzQ/s1600-h/wen+done.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426064509583731074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/S01A7EYXqYI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/AP0EcTGGUzQ/s320/wen+done.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this is what we made for wen. After hours at my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are we doing ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy camwhoring with Jerry's mac. And..we crap alot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, the above isnt just a present. We bought her a bracelet wrapped with LOTS of newspaper to make it look huge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played twister. Xiang Ping was SO DARN pissed. Cause her hands and legs were too short. Then, sleepover. Mind you, their concept of sleepover = NOT SLEEP AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wen &amp;amp; I slept at 4.30am while the rest ... I doubt they slept. Wake up at 7.30, 3 hours later. Wth. Meet up the rest who did not sleepover for a breakfast at Melur. Crap crap crap then bye bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very next day (23rd of dec), gotta wake at a-god-freaking early hours to celebrate Ping's birthday. Sigh. WHAT TO DO, Kenny got plans for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/S01KIaFJMLI/AAAAAAAAAxI/TIAQ1J3UkwE/s1600-h/DSC00701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426074634351620274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/S01KIaFJMLI/AAAAAAAAAxI/TIAQ1J3UkwE/s320/DSC00701.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pakat-ed with her sis (Thanks, xiang ting !!!). Nobody knows how to go her house. Hence, we ended waking Kenny up to get directions. Manage to get to her house with losing ourselves !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we lit up the candle on the cake, creeping slowly up her staircase. Suddenly, she open her door wei. All of us immediately froze. But the damn orange light was so bright against the darkness. When she saw us on the staircase, she greeted us with a "GO DIE LA YOU !!!" and ran to her room and slam the door. We had to bang and chastised her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the surprise, bring her to dim sum. Crap crap crap then send her back. &lt;/p&gt;* Pictures are being uploaded in FB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-8700928903751927986?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/8700928903751927986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=8700928903751927986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/8700928903751927986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/8700928903751927986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2010/01/dec-babies.html' title='Dec babies'/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/S01A7EYXqYI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/AP0EcTGGUzQ/s72-c/wen+done.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-7591019683415488516</id><published>2009-10-31T16:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T19:57:13.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's SO not me to give up</title><content type='html'>I screwed my english paper. FOR REAL. I answered a 'do you agree' question as 'disucss' question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I could score in that paper. And I know I HAD to score that paper to meet Monash engineering requirement. After knowing I did that HUMONGOUS mistake, one that can never be forgiven, I felt the world crushing down on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldnt hold back my tears, I dont know how, I just breakdown. Since the start of college, this would be the first time I breakdown. And that time, was the time I cried alone. I was in my own world of tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flash back, whenever I cried, somebody would always, AWALYS stand by me. Be it wern, wen or ping. Eh, I think izyan was there too, once. LOL. And I remember xiang ping would cry togother with me lo. She love to cry. Hahaha. They would hug me when I'm upset. Wen would be there to scold me; told me to stop crying, xiang ping would be there to cry together then make me laugh, wern would be there to comfort me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, nobody gave me that sense of comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, I miss my friends. When I went online, I was hoping to those ipokers would online. Thanks wen, for accompanying me that night. The beauty of wireless world - even you're miles away, you never felt that far. Even you were about to went offline, you stayed a LITTLE BIT longer for me. You ALWAYS wanna went offline when I go online. You PURPOSELY one izit ??!! I was hoping to find xiangping and wern lo. I know xiangping would say something like "dont stupid can anot" ; "if you believe you can, you can" And wern would provide the zone of comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After talking to wen, I felt better. After I'm able to pull myself together, I'M ALL CHARGED UP !! Ready to conquer again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not let anybody, anything to bring me down again. So what if I fall, SO WHAT? I'll just have to pick myself up and start running again. So what if I was the last during the race? It does not mean that I'll be the last, as long as the race have not end, I still stand a chance to win the race. Even if the chances are only 0.001%, I would not give up. I am hell not letting fate determine my life, I will be the one who take charge of fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'sides, giving up is never in my dictionary. I'm hell stubborn. And I swear I will get into Monash or better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DO NOT TAKE BACK  MY WORDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios. It's WAR now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-7591019683415488516?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/7591019683415488516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=7591019683415488516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/7591019683415488516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/7591019683415488516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-so-not-me-to-give-up.html' title='it&apos;s SO not me to give up'/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-4053325583779109257</id><published>2009-10-11T23:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T23:36:37.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gathering</title><content type='html'>Had breakfast with Jeremy aka Jerry, Wern and Junving. Headed for dimsum !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND Jerry wouldn't let me sit in front. That's so evil of him. Pfffft. The minute I got into the car, yelling " Jeremy, you are sitting my place !!", and they are like " WHOA, YOU BROUGHT THE BAG !!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wern was smiling cheekily; Junving asked why is my bag so empty, why didnt I put in 10 packets of tissues. Just so because his other friends did, doesnt mean I have too...hurmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once, me and wern was whispering in front of the boys. Jerry was staring at us incredulously and Junving was clearly pissed off. Haha. He even repeated "eh, we are sitting the same table one ler, share le" countless times. And yet, we continued ignoring them and buzz away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, junving was talking about his way-beyond-human-species-intelligence class again. He make me feel so stupid. That smart arse guy, wish I could have half of his brain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies, time for us to flocked back home. Had a good time with them =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-4053325583779109257?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/4053325583779109257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=4053325583779109257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/4053325583779109257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/4053325583779109257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2009/10/gathering.html' title='gathering'/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-1931891275556205488</id><published>2009-10-01T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T14:51:01.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Invasion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was almost 9pm, I was alone at home. On a spur of moment, two creatures appear in front of me and they appear to be the world most freakish creature. Totally freak of nature. I was dumbfounded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ITS AN ALIEN INVASION !!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid freaks of nature invaded my house. Robbed my solitude moments. Assholes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Oklar, enough of the ridiculous story. Its actually Jobee and Jeremy invaded my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is most outrageous and ridiculous here is they are doing THEIR project at MY house. And they ignore me, and they asked me to shut up and they asked me to go to bed and stop bothering them. Gawd. My friends are seriously so random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust jobee and jeremy to pull out such stunts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After they were done with their slides, its picture time !! Haha, we took pictures with jerry's mac. Super cool effects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SsbxIKjTgSI/AAAAAAAAAvI/WUreTYZes-s/s1600-h/011.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SsbxIVBCktI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/l6fjwGbRz5w/s1600-h/013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388259129578132178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SsbxIVBCktI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/l6fjwGbRz5w/s320/013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SsbxiZK3dnI/AAAAAAAAAv4/DuMrKj24iMc/s1600-h/022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388259577369687666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SsbxiZK3dnI/AAAAAAAAAv4/DuMrKj24iMc/s320/022.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SsbxiLZJNmI/AAAAAAAAAvw/QAlke5VyOko/s1600-h/021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388259573671474786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SsbxiLZJNmI/AAAAAAAAAvw/QAlke5VyOko/s320/021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SsbxhkJSfYI/AAAAAAAAAvo/7Z6Ec_aXFjU/s1600-h/020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388259563135991170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SsbxhkJSfYI/AAAAAAAAAvo/7Z6Ec_aXFjU/s320/020.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Acting heroes. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm pretending superman, jobee's ultraman.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I dunno who is jeremy pretending to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SsbxhKqw6pI/AAAAAAAAAvg/kEzUBsCiB4M/s1600-h/015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388259556297075346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SsbxhKqw6pI/AAAAAAAAAvg/kEzUBsCiB4M/s320/015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/Ssbxg_LuPQI/AAAAAAAAAvY/slpXx2Z_nFY/s1600-h/014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388259553214086402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/Ssbxg_LuPQI/AAAAAAAAAvY/slpXx2Z_nFY/s320/014.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Spread the love !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SsbxHny8JCI/AAAAAAAAAvA/d9Lj76FIFc8/s1600-h/009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388259117439394850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SsbxHny8JCI/AAAAAAAAAvA/d9Lj76FIFc8/s320/009.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;jeremy's mouth + my left eye + jobee's right eye = MONA LISA &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;hahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SsbxHaLK7YI/AAAAAAAAAu4/M9ZVD3Rpif0/s1600-h/008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388259113782930818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SsbxHaLK7YI/AAAAAAAAAu4/M9ZVD3Rpif0/s320/008.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The invisible us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SsbxGzrJhyI/AAAAAAAAAuw/oJo325TrddY/s1600-h/001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388259103448074018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SsbxGzrJhyI/AAAAAAAAAuw/oJo325TrddY/s320/001.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;=D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Had a superb fun night. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And tonight is the night I signed up for a twitter account. Thanks to bee and jem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-1931891275556205488?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/1931891275556205488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=1931891275556205488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/1931891275556205488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/1931891275556205488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2009/10/invasion.html' title='An Invasion'/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SsbxIVBCktI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/l6fjwGbRz5w/s72-c/013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-5746709095959091770</id><published>2009-09-26T11:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T14:16:47.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm legalized</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of, gotta thank a million times who celebrate my bday with me. I'm truly, really appreciate it. It was fun !! In short, I had a great time. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those people are :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;My group :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wern&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;XP &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jeremy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jun Ving&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eu Jin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Zufar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(though he was super duper blardy rude)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Chin's group :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jobee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shuh Min&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Clement&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Szu Szen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;A long-time-no-see friend :&lt;/span&gt; Min Hui &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;College buddies :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grace &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jiunjie &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Huiyin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Meiyee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eugene &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(though he was grounded - serve him so right) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The day was seperated into 3 segment. It blast off at 12pm, with my gang. We went for lunch at Ichiban Ramen. I didnt want to go there. But they just sit right there and ignore me. Which is so them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It turns out to be junving idea. AND on his bday, he go italianese. MY bday go ichiban. Pfffft. So unfair. And I gotta thank XP many many times, cause eventhough she got class later that day,yet she still come. (this word remind me of something, XD, oh you know what it is, xiang ping) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then we went to watch this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SsbN9jtARbI/AAAAAAAAAtI/JTSHLJ7iBDs/s1600-h/haeundae.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388220461635093938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SsbN9jtARbI/AAAAAAAAAtI/JTSHLJ7iBDs/s320/haeundae.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TSUNAMI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;An AWESOME, enticing movie.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Highly recommended&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I love it so much, I wouldnt mind watching it over and over again. Just like the movie - The day after tommorow. After straining our neck so much (we are seated the very first row) we went to mcdonald's for ice cream.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Since its my bday, I get to steal junving's french fries, without asking and do it right in front of him without him yelling, saying anything. Except that he said "you lucky today is your bday" And with that, I steal a few more. =) Gosh, I just loved it when its my bday. Hahas. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SsbRY3rRyQI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/Pd17EMT9Ogk/s1600-h/pic+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388224229387913474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SsbRY3rRyQI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/Pd17EMT9Ogk/s320/pic+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Them trying to make it a bday cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SsbSuDHhI9I/AAAAAAAAAtY/1ixX8Br_m88/s1600-h/pic+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388225692748030930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SsbSuDHhI9I/AAAAAAAAAtY/1ixX8Br_m88/s320/pic+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SsbS1bLwPdI/AAAAAAAAAuA/D_KqFi_mp8c/s1600-h/pic+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388225819467333074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SsbS1bLwPdI/AAAAAAAAAuA/D_KqFi_mp8c/s320/pic+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SsbSuVaH0-I/AAAAAAAAAtg/0z1rdOFDcrs/s1600-h/pic+12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388225697657902050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SsbSuVaH0-I/AAAAAAAAAtg/0z1rdOFDcrs/s320/pic+12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SsbSvsfhalI/AAAAAAAAAt4/zH6M1FnyB2E/s1600-h/pic+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388225721034435154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SsbSvsfhalI/AAAAAAAAAt4/zH6M1FnyB2E/s320/pic+11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SsbSvVUoqLI/AAAAAAAAAtw/qgfxoOUrO1I/s1600-h/pic+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388225714814757042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SsbSvVUoqLI/AAAAAAAAAtw/qgfxoOUrO1I/s320/pic+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SsbSuxQ-LgI/AAAAAAAAAto/NtEK2b2oqK0/s1600-h/pic+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388225705135713794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SsbSuxQ-LgI/AAAAAAAAAto/NtEK2b2oqK0/s320/pic+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm still waiting for pics of wern and me from jeremy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I hope he read this so that he could IMMEDIATELY send it to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Second segment starts with gang bidding farewell and the arrival of Grace, Jiunjie, Huiyin and Meiyee. Dinner at sushi zenmai. Huiyin said that I was like a piece of art during the party at meiyee's house. Upon hearing this, jiunjie and meiyee were roaring with laughter. But she meant it as a compliment. Take that chan jiun jie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After dinner, me and jiunjie was arguing on whose leg went over the line. That fella knew he was at fault and he argue with me non-stop and vigorously. And they claim I lost the debate. WHERE GOT. pffft. Sadly, didnt take much pictures. Should have taken more then just this one. *sigh* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/Ssbk5OPUpCI/AAAAAAAAAuI/GiKMtdgfXBM/s1600-h/DSC01606.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388245675921417250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/Ssbk5OPUpCI/AAAAAAAAAuI/GiKMtdgfXBM/s320/DSC01606.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next. The very LAST segment. Join by my gang and chin's gang. Not to forget, minhui !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sitting in front of my laptop talking to wen on msn. Suddenly, wern appear and say ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wern : Hi xue liii..&lt;br /&gt;me : omg, what are you doing here (thought I know its going to be a surprise)&lt;br /&gt;wern : im going to blindfold you and bring you somewhere else. Grab your purse &amp;amp; hp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then..I couldnt find my phone. We search for like 15 minutes only to find that its on my chair. Must hv slip from my pocket. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;On the way to "somewhere" ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : Can you tell me where are we going?&lt;br /&gt;wern : we are going sunway pyramid&lt;br /&gt;Me : WHAT??! you gotta be kidding. Im wearing like this ler !!&lt;br /&gt;wern : yup, and we are going MOS&lt;br /&gt;ME : har har har. Yea right ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One minute later ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : Where are we going lar??!! tell me where. I know lar, the big big padang rite??!!&lt;br /&gt;Wern : No, Usj 4 padang.&lt;br /&gt;Me : Dont lie. *whining*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two minute later ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wern : Ok, you wait in the car okie. I'm going down for awhile&lt;br /&gt;Me : What??!! NOOOOOOOO !!! You cant just leave me in the car all alone and blindfolded??!!&lt;br /&gt;Wern : ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 second passed ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wern : Kay, Im back.&lt;br /&gt;Me : Where are we going ??!!&lt;br /&gt;Wern : MOS (clearly had no intention of giving me the slightest hint)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one minute passed ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wern : Okay, we've reached. Dont get down first. I hold you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while walking ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me : AHHHHHHHH!! OMG. WHAT IS THAT&lt;br /&gt;Wern : grass lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she told me that I could only took off my blindfold after I done counting to 20.When I'm done, I took off. AND OMG. The field is pitch black, and I dont have my specs and there is nobody. Faintly, I heard someone counting to 20 too. I thought it was a prank till I met someone who looks like szu szen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Szen : who is that?&lt;br /&gt;ME : OMG szu szen !!!&lt;br /&gt;szen : Oh, xuelii !! I cant see, where are they?&lt;br /&gt;Me : OMG, they are so bad rite. They took my specs too&lt;br /&gt;Szen : lets go find them ok. The car is there. Let's go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then..They all come out from I-dunno-where singing happy bday song. So schweet. Hahas. Then we went mamaking. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;At the mamak. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SsbpXz7dwfI/AAAAAAAAAuo/xVDyNOQet_U/s1600-h/pic+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388250599481262578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SsbpXz7dwfI/AAAAAAAAAuo/xVDyNOQet_U/s320/pic+9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SsbpXZA6TqI/AAAAAAAAAug/EA7cqD3s-mM/s1600-h/pic+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388250592256347810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SsbpXZA6TqI/AAAAAAAAAug/EA7cqD3s-mM/s320/pic+8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SsbpW9Ri6GI/AAAAAAAAAuY/B_xtJYf80CA/s1600-h/pic+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388250584809924706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SsbpW9Ri6GI/AAAAAAAAAuY/B_xtJYf80CA/s320/pic+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me in the dark&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SsbpWpn8cPI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/cyZvZhIW5M0/s1600-h/pic+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388250579535163634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SsbpWpn8cPI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/cyZvZhIW5M0/s320/pic+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mine.Szen.Jv. Cakes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mine and Jv's cake was left at the field. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nobody took for me !!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;T_T &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;thank yousss ppl !! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-5746709095959091770?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/5746709095959091770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=5746709095959091770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/5746709095959091770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/5746709095959091770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2009/10/bday.html' title='I&apos;m legalized'/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SsbN9jtARbI/AAAAAAAAAtI/JTSHLJ7iBDs/s72-c/haeundae.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-1640955217474305990</id><published>2009-09-13T13:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T14:56:38.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>update</title><content type='html'>Srry for the deadliness. Been really busy with assignments, test, test and TEST. I DETEST !!! One English research project was good enough to sent me to the mental ward. And it's sleepless night and galleons of coffee for me ahead. GDP !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second semester is kinda crucial for me. I gotta SCORE well to gain an acceptance in Monash. Pressure gilar. Raya break is not the time for me to pause and relax. It really is the time to catch up my studies, in particularly advance math and physic subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not even sure if I want to go to Monash. Mom had been suggesting alternatives. Got multiples of stuffs to worry about. And I had to tutor my brother. And the stupid MORAL CHARITY THINGY is giving me headache. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTH is wrong with the second part of the year??!!  SO BLARDY HECTIC ONE !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@#$%@$#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And people around me is pissing me off. Or I think its because I'm under pressure which makes me easily piss off at small little tiny things. Oh, you know me. Been suppressing my displeasurement and anger though. Hence, better not to piss me off furthur or I might just explode anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta finish off my research paper. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need lots of hugs...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-1640955217474305990?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/1640955217474305990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=1640955217474305990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/1640955217474305990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/1640955217474305990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2009/09/update.html' title='update'/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-1736674614744100379</id><published>2009-08-08T17:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T17:47:49.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What the Heck</title><content type='html'>Advance math test was not bad. I could actually answer all the question in time. For each and every question, my reaction was this : hehe..I know this question ; this is easy ; I did this before..etc. After the test, I came out, I was all smile, laughing and joking with my friends. I'm so going to score HD this time around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Truth is ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advance math test was BAD. OMFG. So many question I dont know how to answer ler. For Q1, I know how to do, then Q2..fine. Starting from Q3, I panicked. My reaction was this : WTH. SHIT. HOW TO DO. After the test, we came out, our face are like so emo and cloudy, eugene's emoness was worst. Can't joke or laughing, let alone smile. I know I'm going to fail. And I truly did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/3 of the class failed. Me, Eugene and Grace was like freaking emo. JiunJie still can joke. I had a bet with him stating that he will get the highest among us four. And true enough, he's the highest, 70 something. I won RM 1 je.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I GOT DO HOMEWORK ONE LER !!!&lt;/span&gt; I so can show you lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after advance math test result, I got math's test result. I got &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;100%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; for that. But, I FAILED advance math, so that doesnt really make any difference. Dang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the disastrous result, I wouldnt want to repeat my mistake in physic test which is due next wednesday. And hence, I stop onlining, stop crapping with my friends on msn, I stop facebooking, and I started studying. Rajin kan??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Truth is ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the disasatrous result, I wouldnt want to repeat my mistake in physic test which is due next wednesday. BUT BUT BUT...I still havent touch a single thing, I kept copying notes, no, KEPT DRAWING, but I dont know what the hell am I copying. I miss Ms Dewika's notes. I WANT her to teach me physic part B !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, physic class = drawing class, I HATE DRAWING. So, after jiunjie finish drawing, I snap snap the figures from his notes. Physic class is fun, but truth to be told, I dont think I absorb anything except craps from Darren and Mr C and Clement Kam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I still crapping with my friends on msn almost everyday. And I'm still FBing. And wth, am I BLOGGING here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-1736674614744100379?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/1736674614744100379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=1736674614744100379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/1736674614744100379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/1736674614744100379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-heck.html' title='What the Heck'/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-3506627459907545361</id><published>2009-07-26T10:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T12:34:49.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Owh</title><content type='html'>Oh shoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got Chem topic test tomorrow and yet I'm still blogging here. And what the hell is wrong with me still playing FB lame games when the next 22 hours is the TEST ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*slap*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day before chem lab quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QY - qing yu&lt;br /&gt;Jiun Jie - JJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me : eh, study what? Flame test what to study wor? Memorise the colour nia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qy : Study last sem notes. Go GOOGLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like " WHAT ??!! " And I really go google. Later, on msn ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me : eh, barium chloride should be apple green right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JJ : you mean the substance or the flame?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me : FLAME lar. Hello. Tomorrow quiz is on FLAME test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JJ : Oh, I put orange, cause I see orange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me : yea, me too. But barium SHOULD be apple green lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JJ : Oh yea, I GOOGLED edi. Should be apple green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me : OMG. Qing yu also asked me go goole study. Then I did, then they say its apple green, but I saw orange thats why I asked you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day after chem quiz, I asked teacher, teacher say yea, it is suppose to be apple green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story : For any test, go study from GOOGLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ding Dang Dong. Got quizzes and tests every week !! WHEEEEEEEEEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If only I could do something, thing wouldn't be the way they were. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When the time has arrive, you've no choice but to let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-3506627459907545361?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/3506627459907545361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=3506627459907545361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/3506627459907545361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/3506627459907545361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2009/07/owh.html' title='Owh'/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-5137539282551025207</id><published>2009-07-22T20:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T21:17:53.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>White chicks</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, met my first sem eng lecturer, Ms Hani, yada yada some stuff, what's interesting here is, she call me AMANDA. Haha. But, she always call me Amanda one lar. So its fine. According to her, I've got that Amanda look. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I met her again, she remember my name this time around !! LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book audio room to watch white chick AGAIN. Me, Grace, Eugene and Jiun Jie. Me, JJ and Eugene actually watch that a million times before, yet, we're so much more enthusiastic than Grace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was laughing my ass off right from the beginning. The 3 of us practically know the dialogue and what happen next. And yet, the movie did not bored us to death. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it me or there really is so much to do this semester. Bah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently addict to first love by utada hikaru. Yala, know lar that song very old edi. Yala, know lar I'm outdated. So? Does it really matters? LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behold !! The emoness in me ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I search for the sign of you&lt;br /&gt;In every person I meet&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of crowd&lt;br /&gt;Only to find myself so blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always missed you &lt;br /&gt;by just a second&lt;br /&gt;If only I was given &lt;br /&gt;that second more or less&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could stare at you&lt;br /&gt;for as long as our song ends&lt;br /&gt;If only I had the chance&lt;br /&gt;And all I need is the chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So near yet so far&lt;br /&gt;This I never fathom&lt;br /&gt;But now I do&lt;br /&gt;It's something so awful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always wonder&lt;br /&gt;How is it possible&lt;br /&gt;me and you&lt;br /&gt;could ever slip each other out of sight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, &lt;br /&gt;Just maybe&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't meant to be&lt;br /&gt;No matther how I want it to be&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-5137539282551025207?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/5137539282551025207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=5137539282551025207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/5137539282551025207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/5137539282551025207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2009/07/white-chicks.html' title='White chicks'/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-3732787803923613336</id><published>2009-07-11T13:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T14:26:35.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd Sem</title><content type='html'>Goodness gracious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First week of college swiftly run by. SWOOSH. Gone like the wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt that second semester is so much more relaxing, compare to first semester. Looking back, I wonder how did I ever get through those days in such a haste. Haha. But this is only the first week. I'm sure things will soon pick up, it'll soon going to be fast pace days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New set of teachers except for maths and adv math. Have all my classes the same with Puiyan, Eugene and JiunJie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First semester results wasn't that bad, wasn't that fantastic either. There's still indefinite amount of room for improvement. Gotta work harder this semester and get my ass into Monash and enjoy this year graduation night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us all GAMBATTE !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-3732787803923613336?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/3732787803923613336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=3732787803923613336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/3732787803923613336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/3732787803923613336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2009/07/2nd-sem.html' title='2nd Sem'/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-1283171291201712871</id><published>2009-07-05T09:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T23:03:23.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zuf's farewell</title><content type='html'>Not much of a farewell, let alone a surprise. Just like any other outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought zuf 2 pieces of cakes. Hey ! I'm not cheapskate okie. It's Jeremy and XP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : eh, buy whole cake. He wants Choco cake. Which Choco cake ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XP : HUH??!! Why buy whole cake ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XP : oh, you want to eat izit. Okla. How big you want? 2kg? 3kg?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give her the look. She give me the oh so "innocent" look. Jeremy and Wern was laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy : Yala, buy one piece enough lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : Why you all so cheapskate one. Zuf rich kid tau. How can we show cheapskate-ness to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy kept saying : buy chocolate banana cake. He said that more than thrice. Let's get it for his bday. One piece je okie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, went to Ichiban Ramen. Since we're unable to get Transformers ticket. We stayed there for like 1 1/2 hour. Crapping. Eu jin had to remind me frequently, to eat my food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zuf : Here jerry, eat this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : ==. You called ruben - ruby, called Jin -Jinny, now u called JEREMY -JERRY ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jin : Ya man, you zoofy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : hahaha.. that sounds like GOOFY. Suit you. You're as noob as Goofy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : Dont act like a jap when u're not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jin : How you know I'm not. My ancestor is Jap okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : Yea rite. Then I'm descendent of a Russian.&lt;br /&gt;Me : And you know what ? My great great great .... grandfather is Adolf Hitler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zuf : Ya right. Let me tell you something. During Adolf Hitler time, German and Russian are fighting. They WON'T married each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : Yala. You're so right. You see right. My great X5 grandfather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jin : No, you cant say x5. Its power of 5. Cause if you say X5, then ........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : Fine, My great^5 grandfather .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And was crapping my family background. Somehow, mao tze dong came in. And when I finish my story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XP : Eh, clap hand lar. She finish her story edi. *clap hand*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : EH, And then you know what ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jin cut me off with " xl, eat your food "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to jusco shopping. XP drag jeremy to ladies section, particularly the handbag section cause jeremy say he wanted to buy bags and stuff. Haha. And, unfortunately the handbag section is just right beside the lingerie section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XP : Eh, jeremy, whats ur size *looking at the bras*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : Hahaha. I think its D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XP : Jeremy !! Come try this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we went to the ladies sections. Xp kept forcing Jeremy to try on ah ma looking blouse/dress/shirt etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XP : Kak, baju ni ada dia punya size ar. *pointing at Jeremy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : OMG. XP...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XP : hahaa..kak..jk je..jk je..jk je.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XP wanted to buy pillows for her new ugly car. Scratch that. I'm so not allowed to say the ugly word. If I did, she ain't going to fetch me. ==&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jem : xl, see *pointing at ugly looking fish pillow*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : OMG. *Shrieking xiang ping's name out loud* Buy that one !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XP : NOOOO. * runaway*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grab the pillow and chase after her. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : When she got her car, we buy that for her, as a new car gift okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jem : Okay. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : How much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jem : RM 19.90. I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : Wah, so ugly looking yet so expansive ar. Got discount anot.&lt;br /&gt;Me : Aiya, no colour marking means no discount.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ding ding dong dong, someone suggested to go Jeremy hotel room to eat cakes. After so many havoc-ing, hitch wern's car for a ride home. Extremely tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SlNCMmMHuGI/AAAAAAAAAss/zQaqzKkAFts/s1600-h/DSC00572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355697166050900066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SlNCMmMHuGI/AAAAAAAAAss/zQaqzKkAFts/s320/DSC00572.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SlNCMFRykdI/AAAAAAAAAsk/mWakABGZB-4/s1600-h/DSC00581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355697157216309714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SlNCMFRykdI/AAAAAAAAAsk/mWakABGZB-4/s320/DSC00581.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SlNCL6W95vI/AAAAAAAAAsc/-3agVQ-8XgI/s1600-h/DSC00579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355697154285233906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SlNCL6W95vI/AAAAAAAAAsc/-3agVQ-8XgI/s320/DSC00579.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355697148758154802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SlNCLlxNXjI/AAAAAAAAAsU/WTNFFNDR7Hw/s320/DSC00575.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Jeremy : pls dont break my mac eu jin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SlNCLfYUefI/AAAAAAAAAsM/rOb9DgUgHZA/s1600-h/DSC00574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355697147043150322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SlNCLfYUefI/AAAAAAAAAsM/rOb9DgUgHZA/s320/DSC00574.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SlNBaIMXxiI/AAAAAAAAAsE/15uacSXTmFc/s1600-h/DSC00573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355696299005429282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SlNBaIMXxiI/AAAAAAAAAsE/15uacSXTmFc/s320/DSC00573.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SlNBZ6qHwNI/AAAAAAAAAr8/7n-JwWjLLnw/s1600-h/DSC00572.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SlNBZpnwwEI/AAAAAAAAAr0/aScOQ-eLlz0/s1600-h/DSC00571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355696290798813250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SlNBZpnwwEI/AAAAAAAAAr0/aScOQ-eLlz0/s320/DSC00571.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Zuf : Oooh, doggie so CUTE !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SlNBZAS4DfI/AAAAAAAAArs/LaFvcIQPUEY/s1600-h/DSC00570.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SlNBY36MJkI/AAAAAAAAArk/LxdiQ1OU6Ko/s1600-h/DSC00569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355696277454333506" style="DISPLAY: block; 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Okay, so maybe its me. These people are really bunch of crazies.&lt;br /&gt;Not sure if its a good thing or a bad thing.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Zuf&lt;/span&gt; : I at the hospital now, dying from flu. You guys gotta make farewell at hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : yea rite, LIAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Zuf&lt;/span&gt; : Walao, dont believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : I dare you to on the webcam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : Walao, like hotel room je. Show the nurse then I believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Zuf&lt;/span&gt; : Serious lar, tested H1N1 POSITIVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : OMG. XP. I'M GOING TO DIE !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;XP&lt;/span&gt; : huh? why u die ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : Zuf tested H1N1 POSITIVE. I baru play with him badminton last 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : Means, I'M GOING TO DIE FROM H1N1 ASO. No, wait. THE FOUR OF US GOING TO DIE SAMA SAMA !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;XP&lt;/span&gt; : Dont simply talk lar. The death rate is 1%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : OMG. I'm going to die aso lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Zuf&lt;/span&gt; : No, you idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me &lt;/span&gt;: I met u last few 2 days lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Zuf&lt;/span&gt; : Ya, but that time not yet escalete. So, you all wont die. It'll be just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Zuf&lt;/span&gt; : Help me tell eu jin that he can hv my ps3 and tell .......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : OMG. He is writing a list of last wishes to me ler. Shit. I need to write my will too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;XP&lt;/span&gt; : OMG. NO. Dont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : 1) Tell my parents I love them though they are a pain in the ass sometimes. 2) Tell Wen she's been a good friend a very good friend ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;XP&lt;/span&gt; : You're freaking me out. You are NOT going to die okie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : Oi, are u jogging this down ??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;XP&lt;/span&gt; : No, you're going to live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : WHY LAR. Later I die edi ppl aso dunno whats my last wishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Zuf&lt;/span&gt; : Oi, you die edi ar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : No, I'm busy writing my wills to xp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Zuf&lt;/span&gt; : WTH. You're not going to die okie. I'm going to die, you say u die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : I'M GOING TO DIE !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Zuf &lt;/span&gt;: OMG. Kay lar. Its a joke. A stupid Joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Zuf&lt;/span&gt; : Cause you freaking well cant take a joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : WTH. YOU .................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;XP&lt;/span&gt; : See, I told you, you're not going to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another occasion,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : eee. You act cute..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;XP&lt;/span&gt; : Not acting. Memang cute. Cute is my second name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : Totally agree. And Act is your first name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;XP&lt;/span&gt; : NOO. Khor is my first name. WALAO. YOU TRYING TO CHANGE MY FAMILY NAME EH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;XP&lt;/span&gt; : I TELL MY FATHER THEN I TELL MY MOTHER. Don't give you second chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : FINE. Khor is your first name. Act is ur middle name. Cute is ur last name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : And voila, full name is Khor Act Cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : Eh wait, Khor Acting Cute sounds so much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;XP&lt;/span&gt; : Den you're Lim Act Funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;XP&lt;/span&gt; : Eh, your name very funny lar. Short form for Lim Act Funny &gt;&gt;&gt; LAF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;XP&lt;/span&gt; : I'm LAFing now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet my friends - the jakuns / lamest people on earth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-375294210897066330?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/375294210897066330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=375294210897066330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/375294210897066330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/375294210897066330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-jakun.html' title='you jakun'/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-1004913045996882923</id><published>2009-07-01T11:37:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T13:08:32.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun / Freaking tired day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3 kinds of sports in a day. Dead tired. The very moment I step into my room, I collapsed, unable to move, not even a few centimeters. Whole body aching ler...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First sport of the day joined by Wern, Eu Jin, Zufar - BADMINTON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Wern and Jin reach there Holiday Villa Club at 8a.m SHARP. Zufar reach at 9a.m. And he is the one who told us to meet there at 8 sharp. ==. Typical zufar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for zufar, we were playing, stupid eu jin keep looking out at the door, yearning for zufar's arrival is which totally distracting because whenever he do that, I follow suit. Human reaction okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zuf : Srry !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zuf : You guys play first. Faster, later people come cannot play edi.&lt;br /&gt;Jin : What time u book ?&lt;br /&gt;Zuf : 11am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jin, Wern, Me : WTH..AND YOU TOLD US TO REACH 8 AM SHARP. YOU SENDIRI REACH AT 9AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zuf : eh, later my turn ya, pinjam racket.&lt;br /&gt;Me : where's yours?&lt;br /&gt;Zuf : Didnt bring&lt;br /&gt;Me : OMG. Are you here for badminton one??!! How on earth could u possibly FORGOT your racket when u actually know you are coming for badminton ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SkrhJ9Nzs7I/AAAAAAAAAp0/6_8y8K9jaHk/s1600-h/DSC00563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353338668250805170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SkrhJ9Nzs7I/AAAAAAAAAp0/6_8y8K9jaHk/s400/DSC00563.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SkrhJXxnb7I/AAAAAAAAAps/FpzNZCBEHbw/s1600-h/DSC00566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353338658200448946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SkrhJXxnb7I/AAAAAAAAAps/FpzNZCBEHbw/s400/DSC00566.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SkrhJByM6AI/AAAAAAAAApk/RYfrxr451-E/s1600-h/DSC00564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353338652297324546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SkrhJByM6AI/AAAAAAAAApk/RYfrxr451-E/s400/DSC00564.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SkrhI_ggkqI/AAAAAAAAApc/UNU0-iFzxLo/s1600-h/DSC00565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353338651686245026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SkrhI_ggkqI/AAAAAAAAApc/UNU0-iFzxLo/s400/DSC00565.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then Wern gotta leave for Malacca. 3 of us after wash up go hunt for food, branch of the day. Walk quite a distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Zuf : I'll bring u go to a cafe, there got sell kuih, not bad one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Reach there, went in to the restaurant, NO KUIH, not even a single biji. Wanted to chao to other shop but order drinks edi. ==.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/Skrj30BISmI/AAAAAAAAAp8/qR3a-RgI_do/s1600-h/DSC00559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353341655078947426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/Skrj30BISmI/AAAAAAAAAp8/qR3a-RgI_do/s400/DSC00559.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After drinking, hop to anther mamak to eat roti canai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SkrkVUylZ4I/AAAAAAAAAqE/neFrbTcTnks/s1600-h/DSC00560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353342162092517250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SkrkVUylZ4I/AAAAAAAAAqE/neFrbTcTnks/s400/DSC00560.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After makaning, we hike back to the club and play snooker and bowling. Dead tired. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/Skrlu4UOngI/AAAAAAAAAqs/98MEmPvpq7g/s1600-h/DSC00519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353343700637228546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/Skrlu4UOngI/AAAAAAAAAqs/98MEmPvpq7g/s320/DSC00519.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SkrltwG7hhI/AAAAAAAAAqU/XIS1z1SX7Vw/s1600-h/DSC00516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353343681254098450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SkrltwG7hhI/AAAAAAAAAqU/XIS1z1SX7Vw/s320/DSC00516.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;They are trying to intimidate me..HMMPH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/Skrq_cM6PqI/AAAAAAAAAq8/0KVde45J8y4/s1600-h/DSC00510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353349482706255522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/Skrq_cM6PqI/AAAAAAAAAq8/0KVde45J8y4/s320/DSC00510.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SkrqMDJpu2I/AAAAAAAAAq0/QeWV7kH87sE/s1600-h/DSC00557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353348599808375650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SkrqMDJpu2I/AAAAAAAAAq0/QeWV7kH87sE/s320/DSC00557.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/Skrlthmj5uI/AAAAAAAAAqM/Q6u7DeE-VLI/s1600-h/DSC00514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353343677360236258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/Skrlthmj5uI/AAAAAAAAAqM/Q6u7DeE-VLI/s320/DSC00514.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Next..BOWLING.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SkrsR1LBN6I/AAAAAAAAArc/J03MP_ZyZYc/s1600-h/DSC00555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353350898158483362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SkrsR1LBN6I/AAAAAAAAArc/J03MP_ZyZYc/s320/DSC00555.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He claim himself good at all sports and hence a jock. *in ur dreams zufar*&lt;br /&gt;He : Now, you gotta keep ur hand straight, focus.... *trying to act pro by coaching me*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/Skrrx3da8OI/AAAAAAAAArU/Veb8pnOrjeA/s1600-h/DSC00554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353350349016723682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/Skrrx3da8OI/AAAAAAAAArU/Veb8pnOrjeA/s320/DSC00554.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353350345411571650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SkrrxqB4r8I/AAAAAAAAArM/Z2dGNgc6MY4/s320/DSC00522.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SkrrxLUAxQI/AAAAAAAAArE/YJ49QBPuJ94/s1600-h/DSC00521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353350337166099714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SkrrxLUAxQI/AAAAAAAAArE/YJ49QBPuJ94/s320/DSC00521.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One word says it all &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;U-G-L-Y.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The computer went wrong, scoring was off, siding me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Eujin : WTH, zufar !! Just now she help me play i help u play.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Zuf : Nola, u see carefully, jz now u play didnt count, u didnt help me play but she help u play and now its her turn again. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Me : oops, im so sorry eugene, but its my turn AGAIN. Hahahha. And don't blame me, the computer say so. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Eujin : WTH, JOOFAR !! WHY LIKE THIS ONE !! JOOFAR GO TELL THAT GUY !!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Pretty sure he was jumping up and down tugging zufar too. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;LOL. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-1004913045996882923?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/1004913045996882923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=1004913045996882923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/1004913045996882923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/1004913045996882923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2009/07/fun-freaking-tired-day.html' title='Fun / Freaking tired day'/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SkrhJ9Nzs7I/AAAAAAAAAp0/6_8y8K9jaHk/s72-c/DSC00563.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-2237323797025529440</id><published>2009-06-22T10:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T10:35:09.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear</title><content type='html'>First sem's finals results will be out in about 3 days time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd try not to think 'bout it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll probably log in after the weekend's outing. Or should I do it before ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn scare lar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dangness, not like it can be undo pun if it's bad. Now I really wish I had a time machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me the ultimate strength to view my upcoming results people !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still scare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;- it hurts, that I could only see you from afar, way beyond my reach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-2237323797025529440?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/2237323797025529440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=2237323797025529440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/2237323797025529440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/2237323797025529440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2009/06/fear.html' title='Fear'/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-3353214076272848977</id><published>2009-06-16T13:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T14:27:36.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bizare episode</title><content type='html'>If I had a genie in front of me right now (too bad, it's my laptop that's in front of me ==), I wish I have the power to make people around me happy, free from miserable days. I wish I could heal the wounds, remove the scar, remove the pain, remove bad memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I want that power. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past few days was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bizarre&lt;/span&gt;. Suddenly, everything came splashing. *SPLASH* things just happened like that. Totally out of my expectation. Something beyond what I could control but I wish I could stop it from happened. In fact I could. Damn regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;iPok&lt;/span&gt; is going through confession period. Everybody start spilling &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;bizarre&lt;/span&gt; secrets/confession to me. Another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bizarre&lt;/span&gt; secret for me and I will go *faint*. Helping those in need out, but I myself am so confused. Currently stuck at the moment. Going to unstuck myself soon. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really amazing that I handle stuff so much calmer this time around after a few &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;OMGs&lt;/span&gt; and I-am-going-to-scold XXX. Glad I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; just burst out like last time, cause only that way, I saw not just one person side of view. So yea, you couldn't really blame XXX or XXX (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;iPok&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; know la who &amp;amp; who). It is again misunderstanding. Just this word could bring so much chaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;iPok&lt;/span&gt; really has a lots of dramas. We are just so dramatic sometimes. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. I think I could actually wrote a script on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, I know, this post is really vague but don't ask what happen or who. Just another post of episode of my life !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheer up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; ! Its a bad &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;weather&lt;/span&gt; right now, but hey, the sun will shine, and when that happens, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;there'll&lt;/span&gt; be rainbow too. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-3353214076272848977?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/3353214076272848977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=3353214076272848977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/3353214076272848977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/3353214076272848977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2009/06/bizare-episode.html' title='Bizare episode'/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-3663790448767877581</id><published>2009-06-03T11:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T13:01:38.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nearly die</title><content type='html'>It was physic paper for the day ! Don't bother asking how good was it. Ask how BAD was it. I did countless mistakes. Dang. I forgot to convert year to second. WTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After physic, after all the " this question suck la, i dont know how to do.. this question ans is ... ; for this use s = ut + 1/2 at square rite ... " yada yada, we decided to go taipan for lunch. Grace wanted to eat chicken rice. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 cars to fit 6 of us. Me and Grace sit eugene's car because we don't dare to sit clement's. That thought was WRONG. And only 3 (jiun jie, me, grace) of us know the way, so jiun jie was forcibly sit clement's car. On the way there, it was fine, he drove considerately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dang, when we reach there, the shop didnt open le. And we spend another half an hour to debating where to eat. ==. Clement was like " I bring only RM 6 ". We choose Old Town. Hey ! You could actually spend less than RM 6 in Old Town, food + drink. LOL. Omega half boiled egg and iced white coffee = RM 5.50 ! And thats what Clement ate. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clement left earlier. So, Lup Fai and Jiun Jie sat Eugene's car. I'm sitting in the middle and the journey home was SHIT. Worst, there is no seat belt for the one sitting in the middle which is ME. We sort of untung RM 10 bucks which falls into the hands of Lup Fai and Eugene. And we ask those 2 to belanja us yao zhar guai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I was sitting in the middle, I guide Eugene home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JJ : eh, where are u going ar?&lt;br /&gt;me: yao zhar guai la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All : hahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eugene : WTH wei. I think I know the way back edi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me &amp;amp; grace : NOOO, TURN LEFT, LEFT. L-E-F-T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reach the stall, but nobody wanna go down. So we go back college in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was practically insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me : eh, this is the way to my house !! Jom, I show you my house. Go straight !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me : ok fine, dont go my house, I show you my school !! There only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grace &amp;amp; jiun jie : aiya, nobody want to see your school la. Our school there only !! Lets go there !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We pass by some bungalow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiun Jie : eh, i show u *somebody* house. Neh, this one !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : omg, thats my house !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace : shirley, why u so high today ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We - jiun jie, grace and me, 3 whom sitting behind were very bising. I think Lup Fai and Eugene was so sick of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear my heart was popping up every minute. I was sitting in the middle, without the seat belt, so if he brake the car sudden at a very high speed, I will just fly out through the windscreen. And STUPID EUGENE PURPOSELY BRAKE HIS CAR. And I was screaming my lungs off. It was so sudden because I was busy bising-ing behind, but he is not driving at a fast speed aso la, so I was still at my place, not launching foward even a centimeter. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : OMG, you freak !! Im so not going to talk to you edi. Dont talk to me ar !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiun Jie and Grace swear they will try to hold me back cause they dont want my soul to come after them. Haha. Grace was practically screaming and laughing too till she wanna puke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiun Jie : You really wanna puke ar&lt;br /&gt;Grace : feel like la.&lt;br /&gt;Jiun Jie : omg, Eugene, stop the car !! I will just walk down from here.&lt;br /&gt;me : dont puke now u noe. Wait till the car stop, we go down, open the car door and puke back inside eugene's car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reach college, plan to study adv math, end up gossiping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back home, after my dinner, was attack by gastric pain again. Damn. I hate gastric. Whenever that happens, I will always be excruciatingly in pain. Can't stand it, went to see doc. Wait for 35 minutes, and by that time, no more pain edi. ==. But it came back after half an hour. I HATE gastric.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-3663790448767877581?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/3663790448767877581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=3663790448767877581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/3663790448767877581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/3663790448767877581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2009/06/nearly-die.html' title='nearly die'/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-5548172161238987445</id><published>2009-06-01T18:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T20:54:20.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>study study study</title><content type='html'>Today's study group session was.. not bad. Definitely much more productive than doing it at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reach college around 7.30 a.m, groggily. Then, Eugene came, followed by Jiun Jie. Did our studying in library's discussion area. Those 2 were whining on how their brains couldn't function during early hours. And still they admit that they won't cause they can't, study at home. Duh. At home, there is just too many distractions - I could actually wrote 3 pages long essay 'bout distractions at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 11pm or so, Jing Wen came in to join us. He just finish his comp science test and was bragging how easy it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JW - Jing Wen&lt;br /&gt;Me - me&lt;br /&gt;E - Eugene&lt;br /&gt;HY - Hui Yin&lt;br /&gt;JJ - Jiun Jie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;JW : Wah, I never think comp science that easy wei. During reading time, I finished half of the objective question edi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JW : Then, I finish early, got nothing to do. I stare at one of the teachers le. The one very hot one in mufy. I don't know whats her name. I keep on looking oni, sumore she is damn front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, eugene, jiun jie : BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess who ?? That's ms Hana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, Hui Yin came in. And we started crapping with lots of LOLs, arguing where to have our lunch when its only 11.30am. Then, we decided to go pyramid by either jing wen's or eugene's car. Since Jing Wen say he wanna go back to SLEEP, he will fetch us. Previously, Jing Wen was telling how fast he speed his car the other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JJ : I don't want to DIE !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way to his car,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME : i didn't buy helmet le&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JW : haiya, no need one la, nah take this (his jacket). This will reduce the impulse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : no way, by the speed you are going, i don't thing that is enough to reduce the impulse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E : ya wei. cause u are going at this speed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Momentum.. M1V1 = M2V2...head on collisions. Yada, yada, we talk 'bout physic concept till both Hui Yin and Jiun Jie came down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In his car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HY : eh, im sitting in the middle one ok and the seat belt is just not like yours full one ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JW : har, u are, nvm la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HY : ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JW : well, they allow those kinds of seat belt in airplane, so i think it will be ok in my car, cause the plane is travelling way much faster than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, eugene, jiun jie : BWAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reach our destination,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JJ: yay, I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HY : still got one more way la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again we are debating where to eat. And finally decided to go Carl's Jr. After staring at the board for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 1pm, back to college, library. Huiyin then left for computer lab. Then, Ong and i-dont-know who came to join us. Later, tarkesh. Study study study till around 5pm. There is one complicated question, all of us don't know how to do, Eugene then sneak into condo to ask another genius. At the end of the day, still don't know how to do. But still, manage to accomplish the others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extremely exhausted now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physic paper tomorrow !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-5548172161238987445?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/5548172161238987445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=5548172161238987445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/5548172161238987445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/5548172161238987445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2009/06/study-study-study.html' title='study study study'/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-2494396870386835065</id><published>2009-05-29T20:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T20:47:57.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Angels &amp; Demons</title><content type='html'>Was dragged out by those who finish their exams namely qing yu, meiyee, shiying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hitch a the free shuttlebus ride. I was dead tired. I studied for chemistry paper last night and slept at around 2, wake up around 5.30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to watch this !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SiPMANILbZI/AAAAAAAAAnA/cVF36FPXHJk/s1600-h/angels-and-demons-movie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342337886887570834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 397px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SiPMANILbZI/AAAAAAAAAnA/cVF36FPXHJk/s400/angels-and-demons-movie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A freaking good movie, definitely better than da vinci code. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movies, I mention a few freakish scene to piss/scare qing yu off. Hahaha. Guess she is wildly afraid of those EEEW stuff. Then, its clearly and written all over my face that I'm dead tired, that they kept saying it : shirley is so tired edi, shirley is going to faint soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we waited for so long for the bus, that I got fed up and suggest to WALK. Which we did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a long long day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-2494396870386835065?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/2494396870386835065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=2494396870386835065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/2494396870386835065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/2494396870386835065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2009/05/angels-demons.html' title='Angels &amp; Demons'/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SiPMANILbZI/AAAAAAAAAnA/cVF36FPXHJk/s72-c/angels-and-demons-movie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-5198420484858178240</id><published>2009-05-25T20:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T21:42:45.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boohoo</title><content type='html'>Let's just say I screwed my English paper. I don't think I refute well enough so dang, let's not dwell on the past, shall we? Not that I could stop you if you want to anyway. Am downright upset and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;disappointed. I was hoping to get good grades, HD for that. Damn, life goes on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are being so emotional nowadays. Heck, I understand that each and every individuals have their own personal problem. So? Are you're going to sulk like this for the rest of your life? Rather than sulk and being so emotional, why don't do something. Anything !! I mean, there should be times for you to be emotional but not every now and then. That is just making life miserable. Life is already freaking well miserable, so why worsen it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problems are being created by us, our self. It all actually depends on how you view things. If you would just.. let it go.. let it be.. I bet things aren't that bad looking. You don't have to remind me how life suck is. Cause I think I know it better than you do. I just prefer to view things at a very much optimistic or "don't care" angle. You might think that it is pathetic way of doing so but I live better than you do. I just think that in this midst of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;suckiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, there is something we are all oh so into it - LOVE. And its not just lovey &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dovey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; love, but also, friend's love and family's love. Someone actually cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is more to life. So much more. Why harp or bother on the same issue over and over again. Life can be beautiful and that depends on how you take it. In the end, it all comes down on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mean to condemn anyone that is being so emotional. Just my piece of advice, my opinions. For those emotional beings, you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; need &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;iPok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; members to brighten up your day. But don't look for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;zu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;far&lt;/span&gt;. He'll make things worst as he is the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Emo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; King.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heck, why do I sound like I'm promoting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;iPok&lt;/span&gt;.. ==&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-5198420484858178240?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/5198420484858178240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=5198420484858178240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/5198420484858178240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/5198420484858178240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2009/05/boohoo.html' title='boohoo'/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-7070364239357706362</id><published>2009-05-22T08:50:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T09:43:48.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yesterday was last lectures for all subject for the first semester of course. Took a few pictures with some of the lecturers and classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chem teacher made us bookmark. That was very sweet of her ! I mean, how many teacher you know make bookmark for you after knowing you for like... 5 months ?? Jeez. We are practically insane in chem class, running around, snapping pictures during last half an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher wanna take class pictures, she asked us to grab someone from outside, I went out, saw miss hana and I just grab her, by asking lar of course. And dang, I really mess up hana and hani, double o' dang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Me : meiyee, ms hani helping us taking pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;ms hanA : MS HANA !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Me : ohya, ms hana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;meiyee : haha. ok ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;ms suriatty : eh, I asked u grab a student, you go grab a teacher. (smilling at ms hanA)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;meiyee : ms hana is free now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A student pass by..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;ms suriatty: clement ! Come! help us take pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Previously, I'd already mix both of their names up. Sue yen, shirley, me meiyee and nutsella was in the office, wanna see teacher on our essays. They try calling her extension, but no avail. So I claim that if I call, teacher will pick up. And teacher did. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;me : can i speak to ms. Ha.... na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;meiyee: HANI !! (out loud)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;me : oh, ms hani, hani&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;ms hanI : so, miss hani or hana ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;me : ms hani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;ms hanI : are you sure ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;me : yes la teacher, you lar, ms hani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;ms hanI : haha, just want to make sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;me : erm, teacher, there is a group of students, including me waiting for you outside.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heck, I'm really a blur ass. Confusing, next time, remind me to think for a fraction of second, before blurping out ms hanA / hanI's name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/ShX-S0jEGtI/AAAAAAAAAlk/H15ib9wfIlY/s1600-h/DSC00490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338452532614404818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/ShX-S0jEGtI/AAAAAAAAAlk/H15ib9wfIlY/s400/DSC00490.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/ShX-SitmLaI/AAAAAAAAAlc/zF_UxbEEU7g/s1600-h/DSC00494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338452527826742690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/ShX-SitmLaI/AAAAAAAAAlc/zF_UxbEEU7g/s400/DSC00494.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;dang, my arms are really crooked &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;no wonder vino freak out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/ShX-SaAId_I/AAAAAAAAAlU/8jDkv8DtUvQ/s1600-h/DSC00487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338452525488568306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/ShX-SaAId_I/AAAAAAAAAlU/8jDkv8DtUvQ/s400/DSC00487.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; main rajin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;* wads with the middle one makan-ing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/ShX-SFDwBmI/AAAAAAAAAlM/inaYPH7z8bk/s1600-h/DSC00483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338452519866599010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/ShX-SFDwBmI/AAAAAAAAAlM/inaYPH7z8bk/s400/DSC00483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/ShX-R__cArI/AAAAAAAAAlE/QsLW52eEFyk/s1600-h/DSC00480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338452518506332850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/ShX-R__cArI/AAAAAAAAAlE/QsLW52eEFyk/s400/DSC00480.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;this is the bookmark she made ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/ShX_qlnalRI/AAAAAAAAAmE/zaRfQzzayZo/s1600-h/DSC00493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338454040434611474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/ShX_qlnalRI/AAAAAAAAAmE/zaRfQzzayZo/s400/DSC00493.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/ShX_qUFxhjI/AAAAAAAAAl8/g7okq4aG47k/s1600-h/DSC00492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338454035730105906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/ShX_qUFxhjI/AAAAAAAAAl8/g7okq4aG47k/s400/DSC00492.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/ShX_qP-rxNI/AAAAAAAAAl0/moZP_YVpHs0/s1600-h/DSC00491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338454034626626770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/ShX_qP-rxNI/AAAAAAAAAl0/moZP_YVpHs0/s400/DSC00491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/ShX_qDXJZ0I/AAAAAAAAAls/rMRrQ29NkGo/s1600-h/DSC00484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338454031239571266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/ShX_qDXJZ0I/AAAAAAAAAls/rMRrQ29NkGo/s400/DSC00484.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;last minute question&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/ShYArhUgZ6I/AAAAAAAAAmM/Cf399VCeB_M/s1600-h/DSC00495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338455155973056418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/ShYArhUgZ6I/AAAAAAAAAmM/Cf399VCeB_M/s400/DSC00495.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bunch of people whom usually eat lunch together&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Moving on, in math class, after class, take picture again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/ShYArxmXKVI/AAAAAAAAAmk/bS8WvfE808g/s1600-h/DSC01384.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338455160342915410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/ShYArxmXKVI/AAAAAAAAAmk/bS8WvfE808g/s400/DSC01384.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/ShYArwmcFQI/AAAAAAAAAmc/U9RBAIUYeK4/s1600-h/DSC01385.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338455160074802434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/ShYArwmcFQI/AAAAAAAAAmc/U9RBAIUYeK4/s400/DSC01385.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me. Ms Roslin. Grace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/ShYArqVsYAI/AAAAAAAAAmU/Zjs7u3zvTUw/s1600-h/maths.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338455158393954306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/ShYArqVsYAI/AAAAAAAAAmU/Zjs7u3zvTUw/s400/maths.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the whole class&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Today is the first day of first semester's finals. Not for me, but those who took bio part A and english part B. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Good luck, mufy candidates !! that includes me, I need tons of lucks. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-7070364239357706362?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/7070364239357706362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=7070364239357706362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/7070364239357706362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/7070364239357706362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2009/05/last.html' title='Last'/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/ShX-S0jEGtI/AAAAAAAAAlk/H15ib9wfIlY/s72-c/DSC00490.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-8392929349933510654</id><published>2009-05-21T08:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T17:10:10.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Legal driver</title><content type='html'>Humans on earth !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I PASSED my driving test ! As in P-A-S-S. Am a legal driver now. *all smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I was so freaking scared that my car will 'undur' whilst doing the slope. Either that or I didnt reach the line. Thank god, I pass !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for my turn to do the slopey thingy, I msg sue yen, and she was like "chill, relax, take a deep breath, remember to test the clutch first, yada yada.." And then, I msg her "I passed" and asked her to pass that msg to meiyee cause she was hoping that I'll langgar tiang and FAIL. Hence, that msg of mine is definately gonna pissed her off. Apparently, according to meiyee, the whole class know cause sue yen told her in a freaking loud voice. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dang, the duration was so freaking long, and even if you finish early, you have to wait for the others. Argh. Imagine how bored I am. I was there from 8 till 12.45pm or so. Bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I told sue yen I pass the whole damn thing, she was like "congratz, finally another increase in percentage of reckless driver "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : hey ! I'm a superb skillful driver okie&lt;br /&gt;she : hmmm...thats a very bad joke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reach medan at 1pm, Qing yu, stephanie and Meiyee was waiting for me. And I had to gobble down my food cause my class start at 1.30 pm. And the food was bad. URGH. Yucky. I ate half of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qing yu received a call from shi ying asking where are we. and she was like "na ge ren, na ge ren" (in chinese which means that fella). I got so pissed off I said " 'na ge ren' no name one ar"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she ignore me and use 'na ge ren' all the way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-8392929349933510654?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/8392929349933510654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=8392929349933510654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/8392929349933510654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/8392929349933510654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2009/05/legal-driver.html' title='Legal driver'/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-2885682021906484442</id><published>2009-05-18T21:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T21:42:46.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rants</title><content type='html'>Now lemme rant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first semester's finals is starting NEXT WEEK. And I'm slacking around like nobody's business. Shit. That reminds me. I gotta study now. But hell, I'm still stuck to this damn com. Can somebody please move this com away, far far away from me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finish my trials and lets not dwell on my results okie. I did fairly BAD. Argh. Gotta buckle up. C'mon man, shirley lim, speed a darn gear up !! '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, gotta attend scholarship ceremony. Bah, I hate those tedious and boring and not to mention LONG ceremony. Especially when your buddies isnt around to joke with. Dang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just found out one thing, you can NEVER, Let me stress on it again, NEVER, study when qing yu is around. She stayed for 3 chem class consecutively (god-knows-why), and during my class, she was ultimately bising. I didnt do anything during chem class. Oh fine, scratch that, I did 1 question. I was laughing and joking with her for the whole one hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And during Eng, I was joking or rather bising-ing with sue yen and bothering shirley with her studies. Cause I had been a good girl, I finish my work. Haha. And I had been so mischevious that I took sue yen's phone with meiyee's help and hide it. And 15 minutes later, she was like "where is my phone? Gimme back". I can't help, and started laughing. When class is over, I took meiyee's phone, and gave it to sue yen. She didnt realise until we are out of the class and my expression was like so funny. Duh. Try to hold your laughter and see how ugly you look in the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sue yen quickly push her phone to me while I tried to sneak away from meiyee. I push back. She push back. And this go on quite a while. Till meiyee started screaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we did this to qing yu too. Let just say we are having hide-your-handphone outbreak fever. Jeez. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another BTW, thanks for XP, for reminding me, my DRIVING TEST is on THIS WED as in the day after tmr, as in 20th of may. Dont ask if I'm nervous or not, cause its a NO. I never panick till the last minute. Haha. So, probably I'm cool all the way, and when I'm in the car, then only I start panick. LOL. Let's hope that I did not mati enjin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-2885682021906484442?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/2885682021906484442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=2885682021906484442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/2885682021906484442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/2885682021906484442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2009/05/rants.html' title='Rants'/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-5025558952425987207</id><published>2009-05-13T09:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T09:41:29.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 in 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;On past saturday, went joofar's club - holiday villa with him and ruben, to play badminton. Eu jin LAST MINUTE say he couldnt come. Malaysians..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The rest of iPok gang is well..busy with their life's..ohya, except XP, she's freaking free (term break)..but GROUNDED (really dai sei)..haha..plan to sneak her out during weekdays but due to some transport prob, it was well.. yea..cancel..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okla, I suck la. I wasn't in the mood, so yea, skill cacat a bit, plus the floor damn slippery. Joofar dont even know where is the court located.. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was shocked to see joofar's hair. Ruben too. After we got down the car..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shirl : omg, why u cut ur hair ?&lt;br /&gt;rub : hhahaha, why u cut ur hair, i thought u like it long..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruben even call him baldy..lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joofar was in front, "leading us" / finding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shirl : I dont think he know where it is&lt;br /&gt;Rub : ya wei..eh, joofar, im going to kill u, why dont u go ask somebody&lt;br /&gt;Joo : cause there is nobody to ask, that guy say after bowling go straight rite ?&lt;br /&gt;shirl : go straight? this one lar..&lt;br /&gt;Joo : but thats the yoga place..wait..let me see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after peering in&lt;br /&gt;Joo : ohya, this is the place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went in, and it was PITCH BLACK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shirl : go find the switch&lt;br /&gt;somebody : where is the switch&lt;br /&gt;somebody : oh, we can always play in the dark, show off ur skills&lt;br /&gt;shirl : no, i cant see, go find the switch and turn it on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after some chaos, joofar went out to look for help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, our court dont have net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shirl : ok, lets push this one (other court's net) here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After trying to push it alone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shirl : can somebody help pls..&lt;br /&gt;rub : i think u need to carry the weight off first&lt;br /&gt;shirl : no, it's stuck to the base lar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yea, he manage to carry it. I was like "jaw dropped". So joofar lift the weights, me and ruben carry the net including the poles, I was dragging. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we started playing.. and laughing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SgahrmcGmqI/AAAAAAAAAjE/cgAuv43-Sb4/s1600-h/DSC00457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334128579091798690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SgahrmcGmqI/AAAAAAAAAjE/cgAuv43-Sb4/s400/DSC00457.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;you are dead &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SgahrTdhhUI/AAAAAAAAAi8/cEVv_j13BV8/s1600-h/DSC00443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334128573997483330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SgahrTdhhUI/AAAAAAAAAi8/cEVv_j13BV8/s400/DSC00443.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; come lar..scare u ar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/Sgahr0kbk-I/AAAAAAAAAjM/wOPvCu-OWbw/s1600-h/DSC00452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334128582884824034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/Sgahr0kbk-I/AAAAAAAAAjM/wOPvCu-OWbw/s400/DSC00452.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; oh no, where is the ball ??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*notice that he is wearing slipper !!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SgaiDXMFkBI/AAAAAAAAAkE/6V0W-ey6flg/s1600-h/DSC00451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334128987314950162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SgaiDXMFkBI/AAAAAAAAAkE/6V0W-ey6flg/s400/DSC00451.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; alar..tired lar..take 5? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/Sgajy45tvTI/AAAAAAAAAkU/uQ50smG65G4/s1600-h/DSC00449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334130903330176306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/Sgajy45tvTI/AAAAAAAAAkU/uQ50smG65G4/s400/DSC00449.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;imma going to smash &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SgahsK6HZuI/AAAAAAAAAjc/E_NUw9BOXT4/s1600-h/DSC00455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334128588881356514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SgahsK6HZuI/AAAAAAAAAjc/E_NUw9BOXT4/s400/DSC00455.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;aiya..tak jadi.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SgajyvKSz8I/AAAAAAAAAkM/lS7EGCyyOls/s1600-h/DSC00462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334130900715360194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SgajyvKSz8I/AAAAAAAAAkM/lS7EGCyyOls/s400/DSC00462.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;seeing this reminds me..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ruben !! u still owe me RM 5&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SgaiDATttDI/AAAAAAAAAj0/dWXk_Aavbug/s1600-h/DSC00461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334128981172925490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SgaiDATttDI/AAAAAAAAAj0/dWXk_Aavbug/s400/DSC00461.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i made him pose..haha &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SgaiDCDg_aI/AAAAAAAAAjs/CwRx_BU3ReU/s1600-h/DSC00468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334128981641854370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SgaiDCDg_aI/AAAAAAAAAjs/CwRx_BU3ReU/s400/DSC00468.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my one and only pic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SgaiCzWagwI/AAAAAAAAAjk/6dMW0uxTi9I/s1600-h/DSC00464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334128977694589698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SgaiCzWagwI/AAAAAAAAAjk/6dMW0uxTi9I/s400/DSC00464.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eh eh, we are freaking muhibah ler..1 chinese, 1 malay, 1 indian go play badminton together. Ipok gang memang lar muhibah..jeez..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I look so hideous in these class pic. Wen claim that I look ugly in all pic..Har Har Har..==&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/Sgal2IdnzUI/AAAAAAAAAk8/Yps5pz4UOTo/s1600-h/class+pic+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334133158070177090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/Sgal2IdnzUI/AAAAAAAAAk8/Yps5pz4UOTo/s400/class+pic+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/Sgal2FP_xeI/AAAAAAAAAk0/yyWaUhvrww8/s1600-h/class+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334133157207721442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/Sgal2FP_xeI/AAAAAAAAAk0/yyWaUhvrww8/s400/class+pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/Sgal12ZQGpI/AAAAAAAAAks/ObP81rfS9rw/s1600-h/class+pic+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334133153220008594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/Sgal12ZQGpI/AAAAAAAAAks/ObP81rfS9rw/s400/class+pic+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Spot me &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;cant?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;try this..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/Sgal1_yTL_I/AAAAAAAAAkk/w0Ko6c02w9o/s1600-h/class+pic+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334133155740987378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/Sgal1_yTL_I/AAAAAAAAAkk/w0Ko6c02w9o/s400/class+pic+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;still cant??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;go die lar you..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/Sgal1ec9VCI/AAAAAAAAAkc/dWzJSEzvJHw/s1600-h/class+pic+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334133146793104418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/Sgal1ec9VCI/AAAAAAAAAkc/dWzJSEzvJHw/s400/class+pic+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Stupid meiyee with her hand..lol..jk..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-5025558952425987207?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/5025558952425987207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=5025558952425987207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/5025558952425987207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/5025558952425987207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2009/05/2-in-1.html' title='2 in 1'/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SgahrmcGmqI/AAAAAAAAAjE/cgAuv43-Sb4/s72-c/DSC00457.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-1011837963848934417</id><published>2009-05-08T09:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T09:15:26.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's wrong</title><content type='html'>Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently at college. Trying to get into facebook. But can't !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why lar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't tell me the college is blocking this website cause they're dubbing it as unnecessary/harmful webiste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause if that happen, imma going to complain out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Issh..ruin my mood je..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna play restaurant city! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;- getting addicted to facebook games..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-1011837963848934417?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/1011837963848934417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=1011837963848934417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/1011837963848934417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/1011837963848934417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2009/05/whats-wrong.html' title='What&apos;s wrong'/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-7516846886267185588</id><published>2009-05-02T09:11:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T10:01:53.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Outing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Was ajak out by Bee and Chin. Gosh, its been ages since I last met them. Good to see them again. Who went? Chin, Bee, Shuh Min, Jin - the only guy for the start. Clement and Wei Kit and some other ex tweleveans stop by. Then, Bee's college friend join us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, before we go karaoke - main event of the day, we stop by a few places. Went to Popular. I cant believe it, but we took pictures with books, while shuh min went to grab her stuff. It is our FAV storybook !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SfukvgN1_HI/AAAAAAAAAhk/blnXQrZz6o0/s1600-h/DSC00424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331035719931919474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SfukvgN1_HI/AAAAAAAAAhk/blnXQrZz6o0/s400/DSC00424.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SfukvrF6iuI/AAAAAAAAAhc/9odwMa_bsmM/s1600-h/DSC00423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331035722851453666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SfukvrF6iuI/AAAAAAAAAhc/9odwMa_bsmM/s400/DSC00423.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SfulHUcH-EI/AAAAAAAAAhs/LOgHRxqpIsw/s1600-h/DSC00422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331036129087453250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SfulHUcH-EI/AAAAAAAAAhs/LOgHRxqpIsw/s400/DSC00422.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;chin's hand &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, bee and chin can really scream. When I went out with my gang, I'm the only one screaming, loudest la. Walao, they single aso can break my record wei. And they even took off their shoes, stand on the sofa and start screaming. I was screaming too.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SfuoY--I1SI/AAAAAAAAAiU/7lf87-nE8Qg/s1600-h/DSC00438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331039731097064738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SfuoY--I1SI/AAAAAAAAAiU/7lf87-nE8Qg/s400/DSC00438.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SfuoYdmIqBI/AAAAAAAAAiM/JHRgDZcdvnQ/s1600-h/DSC00436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331039722138019858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SfuoYdmIqBI/AAAAAAAAAiM/JHRgDZcdvnQ/s400/DSC00436.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bee : Yay, I finally got a pic on eu jin !!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SfuoYMSe-KI/AAAAAAAAAiE/kRm-NwT2P0w/s1600-h/DSC00431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331039717492193442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SfuoYMSe-KI/AAAAAAAAAiE/kRm-NwT2P0w/s400/DSC00431.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SfuoX_gfGFI/AAAAAAAAAh8/6PRr7pqu2pE/s1600-h/DSC00437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331039714061260882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SfuoX_gfGFI/AAAAAAAAAh8/6PRr7pqu2pE/s400/DSC00437.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SfuoXoQyXkI/AAAAAAAAAh0/6azdSzpF22c/s1600-h/DSC00427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331039707821399618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SfuoXoQyXkI/AAAAAAAAAh0/6azdSzpF22c/s400/DSC00427.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;* Picture quality damn lousy, thanks to eu jin.. LOL.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Overall, its a great day out. Fantastic ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-7516846886267185588?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/7516846886267185588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=7516846886267185588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/7516846886267185588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/7516846886267185588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2009/05/outing.html' title='Outing'/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SfukvgN1_HI/AAAAAAAAAhk/blnXQrZz6o0/s72-c/DSC00424.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-9207449090628680318</id><published>2009-04-28T14:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T20:51:01.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back on</title><content type='html'>If you are wondering where I've been, even if you dont, Im going to tell. Haha..pathetic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea, I've just got so tired of updating of my blog and that erm..busy updating the other side blog. LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Partly, I was thinking of something to open up this blog. Yup, I thought of an interesting one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I go into that topic, let me first rant about my nowaday's life. I havent been sleeping well for the past 7 bloody days = one week. Been so busy with physic project, eng assesment, stupid chemistry testS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today, finally present physic project. No comment on that. I think I did fairly well, but not my teammates, cause I'm doing one who did practically everything, so I know whats going on..and they dont..partially..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I have to rush back up from lower ground floor to 2nd floor for my eng assessment. And when I came in, meiyee look at me and started laughing. I was like "shut up", I think it was because I'm wearing super formal. Heck, physic teacher want us all wear formal. Well, at least my outfit is not as ugly as her's (SSD unifrom)..urgh..eeew..U-G-L-Y..haha..but I look stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is something amusing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our MUFY lecturers have been reading blogs. Basically, they are spying who is cursing them and stuff similiar to that. Wonder how they found blogs about them? This is how it works, just type Mufy blogspot / mufy (subject) lecturer and then... Ta-da, a whole lot of list would appear right in front of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have to do this in the future if I want to bad-mouth a mufy lecturer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[censored] is a freaking lousy lecturer...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[censored] always teach wrong thing...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[censored] is a pain in the ass...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hate it when [censored] do this...&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[censored] say something bad about [censored]...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Is this safe enough? Or do I have to censored everything thats bad about mufy thing-ies? Might as well dont write any..stupid..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Alar, we are typical malaysian students, its a norm to curse and rant behind the back and in blogs rather than go right to the lecturer and tell her/him how bad is she/he right? Why? 'Cause we scare-lah bo bian (no face) or we just dont have the nerve to do so (just admit it). Okla, MOST OF US. But, it is most certainly not because we dont want to hurt her/his feelings. Even if there is, it its just a teeny-weeny bit of it. God, I think I should censored that as well ?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If we censored this and that, instead of all the details on how lousy a lecturer is it will end up like this .. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;" Today, I had a hard time in class, I dont understand any lectures. Because [censored] is really lousy. End of post "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Heck, might as well dont write any. I mean, where is the freedom of speech? It's just personal view. No offence pun.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sigh, humans are so weird, they can complain bout people, people cannot complain bout them. That goes the same for me. LOL. Well, at least I admit lo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-9207449090628680318?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/9207449090628680318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=9207449090628680318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/9207449090628680318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/9207449090628680318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2009/04/back-on.html' title='Back on'/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-6168299289569260556</id><published>2009-02-02T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T21:40:17.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY</title><content type='html'>Aiya, CNY break over liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One week.. NO MORE..So fast..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did some visiting, collect angpao, etc normal CNY stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won $ while gambling..but not much la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst thing is..I'm sick on the first day of CNY. But, I don't care, still makan fried stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once a year mar..Eat then worry..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-6168299289569260556?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/6168299289569260556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=6168299289569260556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/6168299289569260556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/6168299289569260556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2009/02/cny.html' title='CNY'/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-457002326645822886</id><published>2009-01-21T22:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T22:26:59.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Experiment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SXctNtGHzaI/AAAAAAAAARs/t8cmZCaGLr4/s1600-h/DSC00151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293749600464129442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SXctNtGHzaI/AAAAAAAAARs/t8cmZCaGLr4/s320/DSC00151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Gosh, I look so professional wei !! LOL.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, did my first ever real experiment (totally unlike high school experiment, those are fakes) and first time wearing a LAB COAT !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took some pictures in the lab..mostly of the pics taken by meiyee, the Jakun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SXcvG6QRNcI/AAAAAAAAASE/m_60Wzis_mI/s1600-h/DSC00159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293751682760521154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SXcvG6QRNcI/AAAAAAAAASE/m_60Wzis_mI/s320/DSC00159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SXcvG47acjI/AAAAAAAAAR8/mi4je82_Jcw/s1600-h/DSC00160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293751682404610610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SXcvG47acjI/AAAAAAAAAR8/mi4je82_Jcw/s320/DSC00160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SXcvGvV-uKI/AAAAAAAAAR0/DTvfERAU9Xc/s1600-h/DSC00155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293751679831685282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SXcvGvV-uKI/AAAAAAAAAR0/DTvfERAU9Xc/s320/DSC00155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing us busy taking pictures, Yuro went&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuro : Is this going to happen everytime when we doing lab work ?? &lt;br /&gt;Meiyee : No, no, this is going to be te first and last time (something equivalent to that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lab coat is really cacat, cant button up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing Meiyee busy with her button, he went&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuro : You're still busy with the button huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-457002326645822886?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/457002326645822886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=457002326645822886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/457002326645822886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/457002326645822886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2009/01/experiment.html' title='Experiment'/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SXctNtGHzaI/AAAAAAAAARs/t8cmZCaGLr4/s72-c/DSC00151.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-5217955338881877184</id><published>2009-01-16T20:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T20:44:07.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Manglish</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Top reason why manglish is not good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause, this is what will happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;During physic..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ms. D : Faham?? (to an international stud.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stud didnt ans..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ms D : Say lar faham..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stud : larfaham&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Msian stud : BWAAAHAHAHAHAHAA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-5217955338881877184?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/5217955338881877184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=5217955338881877184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/5217955338881877184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/5217955338881877184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2009/01/manglish.html' title='Manglish'/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-5288847799773422739</id><published>2009-01-14T18:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T19:59:44.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Top 1 reason why young lady shouldnt teach in college.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ppl wont know you are a lecturer and will start walking in the class. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thats what happen to me. Mei yee &amp;amp; I enter a computer lab, cause I didnt know class sedang dijalankan and I didnt know that lady was a teacher. GOD. It was so embarrassing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, don't know what's wrong with my shoe today. I keep slipping, didnt fall, nearly fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But..at the end of the day, I finally fall. after numerous times of NOT falling, I finally fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say its quite bad. Cause my knees, its bleeding and stuff, the blood flow like water tap, a chunk of skin peel off and it was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;dangling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Its really&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; RED&lt;/span&gt; and well, I suppose the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt; stuff is my flesh. so yea, its a big patch of skin gone off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And OMG. There is this guy from other country in my physic and chemistry class whom loves to sit in front of me is&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;32&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; years old. And he is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MARRIED&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; No kids though. He said not yet. LOL. Of course I did not ask him lar. Teacher, Ms D (the one I mention in my previous post) asked who is older than 20. I think she was shocked too. Cause she was like " Then WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S about my knees, it was a joke. HAHA. Just scratches..no blood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-5288847799773422739?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/5288847799773422739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=5288847799773422739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/5288847799773422739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/5288847799773422739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2009/01/gosh-dont-know-whats-wrong-with-my-shoe.html' title=''/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-847385049661556900</id><published>2009-01-06T18:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T18:51:04.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>College</title><content type='html'>2nd day of college!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm taking MUFY at Sunway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much people I knew take that programme. Less than a handfull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orientation is BORING and LONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss my gang of friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-847385049661556900?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/847385049661556900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=847385049661556900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/847385049661556900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/847385049661556900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2009/01/college.html' title='College'/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-5665119846898754640</id><published>2009-01-02T12:41:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T14:02:52.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its BAKING time!</title><content type='html'>Hang out at wern's house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reach there at approximately 8.05 am. After her mom left, we called Wen. Plan to wake her up and get her here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what is she doing??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SLEEPING..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gossip, watch movie till around 10 am. Called Wen again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what is she doing again??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;SLEEPING..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOSH. After 2 hours, she is still sleeping. FINE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, wern's aunt came to bake cookies. Went out to buy ingredient on her cousin's car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286563109387065554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SV2lI3mzWNI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cIZRqYC5oYY/s320/DSC00078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SV2e2M198zI/AAAAAAAAAMA/UPfiZ2QQ-7Q/s1600-h/DSC00080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286556191600538418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SV2e2M198zI/AAAAAAAAAMA/UPfiZ2QQ-7Q/s320/DSC00080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;u want this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SV2e15-zDOI/AAAAAAAAAL4/8If2O4xUCTY/s1600-h/DSC00081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286556186537299170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SV2e15-zDOI/AAAAAAAAAL4/8If2O4xUCTY/s320/DSC00081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; or this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SV2e1TkAlkI/AAAAAAAAALo/lZ1gX8tfgBI/s1600-h/DSC00082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286556176224392770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SV2e1TkAlkI/AAAAAAAAALo/lZ1gX8tfgBI/s320/DSC00082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dis is gonna be on me &amp;amp; wern wedding cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SV2e1gwoZ3I/AAAAAAAAALw/E56TdCZB5r8/s1600-h/DSC00079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286556179766994802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SV2e1gwoZ3I/AAAAAAAAALw/E56TdCZB5r8/s320/DSC00079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dis is gonna be on Wen wedding cake... LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SV2gYFwUmuI/AAAAAAAAAMg/ZvvJtQ9bCQU/s1600-h/DSC00086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286557873324989154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SV2gYFwUmuI/AAAAAAAAAMg/ZvvJtQ9bCQU/s320/DSC00086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wern's cousin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SV2gYiWsvMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/kivevS6afDk/s1600-h/DSC00095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286557881002147010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SV2gYiWsvMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/kivevS6afDk/s320/DSC00095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;look at the camera, boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SV2gX0A76_I/AAAAAAAAAMY/Qfx8GuLUWi0/s1600-h/DSC00084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286557868562836466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SV2gX0A76_I/AAAAAAAAAMY/Qfx8GuLUWi0/s320/DSC00084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SV2gXlC8U4I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/GjqRo6m1M_g/s1600-h/DSC00085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286557864544719746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SV2gXlC8U4I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/GjqRo6m1M_g/s320/DSC00085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;graduated from taylor's university college..=,='''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SV2ioP253jI/AAAAAAAAANQ/-F-CWx36cWg/s1600-h/DSC00091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286560349938114098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SV2ioP253jI/AAAAAAAAANQ/-F-CWx36cWg/s320/DSC00091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SV2inlyFWZI/AAAAAAAAANI/_w4uDUHbaLs/s1600-h/DSC00092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286560338643605906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SV2inlyFWZI/AAAAAAAAANI/_w4uDUHbaLs/s320/DSC00092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SV2inPXqDoI/AAAAAAAAANA/CLvtFS5h6nI/s1600-h/DSC00090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286560332627185282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SV2inPXqDoI/AAAAAAAAANA/CLvtFS5h6nI/s320/DSC00090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wern's so-called corn ice cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SV2imvW2oyI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Ish8aD0UdPk/s1600-h/DSC00089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286560324033880866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SV2imvW2oyI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Ish8aD0UdPk/s320/DSC00089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dis is egg..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SV2imHBabBI/AAAAAAAAAMw/DIFsEGpnfaM/s1600-h/DSC00088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286560313206533138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SV2imHBabBI/AAAAAAAAAMw/DIFsEGpnfaM/s320/DSC00088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and this..is.. FLOUR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SV2kKAIgQPI/AAAAAAAAANw/xxVyNSbQ2JE/s1600-h/DSC00102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286562029344145650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SV2kKAIgQPI/AAAAAAAAANw/xxVyNSbQ2JE/s320/DSC00102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i think you need my help, you're lousy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SV2kJpaKrtI/AAAAAAAAANo/wzuDksZVRVs/s1600-h/DSC00103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286562023244213970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SV2kJpaKrtI/AAAAAAAAANo/wzuDksZVRVs/s320/DSC00103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look, we went shopping too..LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286562012628347202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SV2kJB3JaUI/AAAAAAAAANY/uf2q8-cQZks/s320/DSC00098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286563101585071874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SV2lIaiqXwI/AAAAAAAAAN4/hF05NBf8a74/s320/DSC00097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 12.00pm. Called wen AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what is she doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;JUST WAKE UP..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, she really can sleep wei..too bad..she missed the fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooh, and you know what??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wern say someday, we gonna have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wern &amp;amp; Shirl Confectionary Sdn. Bhd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYBE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the coookies turn out well, too bad, I have to leave before its done..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-5665119846898754640?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/5665119846898754640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=5665119846898754640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/5665119846898754640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/5665119846898754640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-baking-time.html' title='Its BAKING time!'/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SV2lI3mzWNI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cIZRqYC5oYY/s72-c/DSC00078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-3402231622973491916</id><published>2009-01-01T00:34:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T01:34:48.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its 2009! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A new chapter for us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Guess, from this day onwards, we walk our own pathaways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Still, we WILL remain frens for live!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(hope so)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Countdown at zufar's hs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let the pic do the talking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SVurSGt6Q9I/AAAAAAAAAK4/9DPo8ughNtE/s1600-h/DSC00057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286006915178578898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SVurSGt6Q9I/AAAAAAAAAK4/9DPo8ughNtE/s320/DSC00057.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wern!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SVuotqgKfkI/AAAAAAAAAKw/EWy3U5zbReM/s1600-h/DSC00053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286004090106183234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SVuotqgKfkI/AAAAAAAAAKw/EWy3U5zbReM/s320/DSC00053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ruben&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SVuos_s0HtI/AAAAAAAAAKo/qxecrWhN910/s1600-h/DSC00051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286004078616518354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SVuos_s0HtI/AAAAAAAAAKo/qxecrWhN910/s320/DSC00051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SVuoshSuLzI/AAAAAAAAAKg/PZNqsBVP8Zc/s1600-h/DSC00068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286004070454013746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SVuoshSuLzI/AAAAAAAAAKg/PZNqsBVP8Zc/s320/DSC00068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wern explaining 'murderer'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SVuosWx_QuI/AAAAAAAAAKY/C3ZMHjBdJDg/s1600-h/DSC00066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286004067632366306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SVuosWx_QuI/AAAAAAAAAKY/C3ZMHjBdJDg/s320/DSC00066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;eujin stupid hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SVuosObbH5I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/fY00E-Jn9kA/s1600-h/DSC00065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286004065390239634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SVuosObbH5I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/fY00E-Jn9kA/s320/DSC00065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; eujin stupid cards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SVunzowPMkI/AAAAAAAAAKI/eDH1MVOhj6M/s1600-h/DSC00071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286003093204316738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SVunzowPMkI/AAAAAAAAAKI/eDH1MVOhj6M/s320/DSC00071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wen aruging?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SVunzPbyBEI/AAAAAAAAAKA/cxGKZiV4jkU/s1600-h/DSC00054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286003086407631938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SVunzPbyBEI/AAAAAAAAAKA/cxGKZiV4jkU/s320/DSC00054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dey took MY phone to camwhore THEMSELVES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SVunyxHWUnI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/4K8uQe9tVaM/s1600-h/DSC00050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286003078268867186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SVunyxHWUnI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/4K8uQe9tVaM/s320/DSC00050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a piece stolen by wen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SVunyFealkI/AAAAAAAAAJw/8-0f2jR1kXg/s1600-h/DSC00045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286003066554455618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SVunyFealkI/AAAAAAAAAJw/8-0f2jR1kXg/s320/DSC00045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;satay which eu jin say is COOK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SVunx6kiv4I/AAAAAAAAAJo/esDI6avyRcg/s1600-h/DSC00030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286003063627366274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SVunx6kiv4I/AAAAAAAAAJo/esDI6avyRcg/s320/DSC00030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had no idea who was she pointing at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SVunOXB8uaI/AAAAAAAAAJg/v4CvwIn5ssQ/s1600-h/DSC00069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286002452791605666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SVunOXB8uaI/AAAAAAAAAJg/v4CvwIn5ssQ/s320/DSC00069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SVunNtrUJcI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/3GFo4qdkVlQ/s1600-h/DSC00026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286002441690817986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SVunNtrUJcI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/3GFo4qdkVlQ/s320/DSC00026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the only girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SVunNXV3YZI/AAAAAAAAAJI/ncF3dYRIQy0/s1600-h/DSC00018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286002435695272338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SVunNXV3YZI/AAAAAAAAAJI/ncF3dYRIQy0/s320/DSC00018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;thinking how to spell "miserable"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SVunNNEmryI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Z4Fdnth_x94/s1600-h/DSC00019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286002432938520354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SVunNNEmryI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Z4Fdnth_x94/s320/DSC00019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SVul4tDyUvI/AAAAAAAAAI4/yJ9OVfnQpT8/s1600-h/DSC00028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286000981236142834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SVul4tDyUvI/AAAAAAAAAI4/yJ9OVfnQpT8/s320/DSC00028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eujin - the poser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SVul4U4LhVI/AAAAAAAAAIw/w4OX0xt2kt0/s1600-h/DSC00038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286000974745011538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SVul4U4LhVI/AAAAAAAAAIw/w4OX0xt2kt0/s320/DSC00038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;eujin bbq-ing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SVul3dTBwTI/AAAAAAAAAIo/ubEd0ncuCvc/s1600-h/DSC00049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286000959825232178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SVul3dTBwTI/AAAAAAAAAIo/ubEd0ncuCvc/s320/DSC00049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wern&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SVul282FPZI/AAAAAAAAAIg/qrRbTFLZaJg/s1600-h/DSC00043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286000951113891218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SVul282FPZI/AAAAAAAAAIg/qrRbTFLZaJg/s320/DSC00043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SVul2ShXDjI/AAAAAAAAAIY/x1HdZPD5u6s/s1600-h/DSC00047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286000939752689202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SVul2ShXDjI/AAAAAAAAAIY/x1HdZPD5u6s/s320/DSC00047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;wen, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;LOOKING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-3402231622973491916?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/3402231622973491916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=3402231622973491916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/3402231622973491916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/3402231622973491916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-beginning.html' title='New Beginning'/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SVurSGt6Q9I/AAAAAAAAAK4/9DPo8ughNtE/s72-c/DSC00057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-2865190139787104897</id><published>2008-12-21T13:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T14:06:20.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wen, de bday girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282857984792004626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SVB7WO5dCBI/AAAAAAAAAHg/p98Z7xNmLWM/s320/027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, it's her bday &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After 8 hours ++ in stupid driving center to listen some stupid undang,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me and wern have to rush to sunway to celebrate WEN bday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cinema surprise was a bit... not a surprise, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At least, the last part is, which is like so last minute somemore one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was hyper that day. I think its because I drank some beer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282860903525978306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SVB-AIB3EMI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HMBJ_2umvL4/s320/IMG_2766.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;SEE! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Haha. I lied. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Its pepsi! Stoled from zufar. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Still, I don't know why I'm so high.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LASTLY, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy birthday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HENG YEN WEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s DO GROW UP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-2865190139787104897?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/2865190139787104897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=2865190139787104897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/2865190139787104897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/2865190139787104897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2008/12/wen-de-bday-girl.html' title='Wen, de bday girl'/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SVB7WO5dCBI/AAAAAAAAAHg/p98Z7xNmLWM/s72-c/027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-579005297137898812</id><published>2008-12-03T15:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T15:48:18.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bella's lullaby</title><content type='html'>heard the song embedded?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.M.G!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I lOVE IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the soundtrack for the movie twilight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say the movie was not that good compare to book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think its good and the book was best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shrug*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mayb I'm too into the twilight that I think everything bout it is nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, I do think its amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who havent listen to it should definately go youtube NOW! jz type in bella's lullaby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the piano score of it too! Anyone who want it, jz leave a msg in my cbox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll sent it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;- i love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-579005297137898812?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/579005297137898812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=579005297137898812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/579005297137898812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/579005297137898812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2008/12/bellas-lullaby.html' title='Bella&apos;s lullaby'/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-1331868763731443431</id><published>2008-12-01T21:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T21:18:10.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Over</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Its OVER! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more wearing those hideous uniform,&lt;br /&gt;No more bm&lt;br /&gt;No more sej&lt;br /&gt;No more craps activities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new chapter for us all, new beginning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I step into college life,&lt;br /&gt;I want live my hols to the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;I want to wake up late&lt;br /&gt;I want to sit in front of the tv whole day&lt;br /&gt;I want to face the comp everyday, dun care if it burst&lt;br /&gt;I want hangout everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I want to do what I want to do!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who cares about the future?&lt;br /&gt;Live todays to the fullest and never regret every minute of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#eea2ad;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; - I love you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-1331868763731443431?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/1331868763731443431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=1331868763731443431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/1331868763731443431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/1331868763731443431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2008/12/over.html' title='Over'/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-8924422633470953166</id><published>2008-11-16T15:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T15:18:47.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Torture chamber</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Argh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant stand not to touch the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great, I've addicted to it. Mayb I should get into rehabilation center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there one for internet addict?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The exam hall is seriously a torture chamber. Especially when its a HALL not a bloody room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sej suck. So many kbkk question. I crap all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope the craps I wrote is sensible. Then again, its craps. Since when craps are sensible ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great... add maths next, a hell paper for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gambateh everyone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;If A is success in life,&lt;br /&gt;then A = x + y + z.&lt;br /&gt;Work is x;&lt;br /&gt;y is play;&lt;br /&gt;and z is keeping your mouth shut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-8924422633470953166?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/8924422633470953166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=8924422633470953166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/8924422633470953166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/8924422633470953166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2008/11/torture-chamber.html' title='Torture chamber'/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-4794525202457776384</id><published>2008-11-10T13:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T13:59:47.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPM</title><content type='html'>Clock is ticking away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And every minute pass, my heart beats faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommorow, is the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish everybody good luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have faith in yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YOU CAN DO IT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-4794525202457776384?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/4794525202457776384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=4794525202457776384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/4794525202457776384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/4794525202457776384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2008/11/spm.html' title='SPM'/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-2389000628313666100</id><published>2008-10-31T12:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T12:34:42.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A visit to dentist</title><content type='html'>I underwent a minor surgery today to rip off my wisdom tooth. For the second time. This time it was the left side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mouth was numb for few hours. Before the surgery I was not afraid, even when they inject anethetic. But.. after they start drilling to cut of the teeth my leg was shaking. A BIT LAR.. I was like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" O.M.G. I can't believe I'm shaking. I really suck. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" stupid leg..don't shake (it stop but started again..I tried stopping..it stop..but started again)..F*** this whole thing. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" O.M.G. did the nurse just saw my leg shaking? this is so embarrasing "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" No, I don't think she saw..she is busy sucking something from my mouth. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" STOP IT. think of something Funnny ..like how wen dreamt of shit or something.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Owh man, when is the Doc gonna get the damn thing off my mouth "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" My mouth is very tired from opening, how long do I have to hold it like that"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" yay, he is holding that thing which I think it is use to rip the tooth off. Its gonna be over..(later on)..oh no..he havent got that thing off. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;etc. etc. etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I don't know how long..it was finally over..and my mouth is still numb. The doc showed me the tooth which is REALLY REALLY &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HUGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..my gum is still bledding..I have to bite down the cotton for like so long..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : mummy, see..(open my mouth)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom: yer..(looks away)..you're so digusting..don't show me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : what?!! I think the cotton is full (of blood)..need to change..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nurse: here..u can change..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : O.M.G. DADDY!! Its still bleeding..A LOT..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad: that why lar..you talked so much..you shud bite down the cotton so that it will stop bleeding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad: if it doesnt stop..needa go emergency room edi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya rite..like it won't stop like that..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-2389000628313666100?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/2389000628313666100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=2389000628313666100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/2389000628313666100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/2389000628313666100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2008/10/visit-to-dentist.html' title='A visit to dentist'/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-2556916617819731384</id><published>2008-10-28T12:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T12:52:46.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead blog rise again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;" Your blog is DEAD. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a comment by xp and probably wen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FINE..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll write something bad to please u guys..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yesterday, me, xp, jin and zufar went to our tuition teacher's open house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and O . M . G . HIS daughter is like SO CUTEEEEEE!! seriously. Even xp the kids hater said so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;xp : I think I wana have kids. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Zufar and eu jin are huge fans of ANT BULLY - a cartoon. Not a surprise at all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After that, my dad pick us all up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When we stop at the traffic light, we saw domino bike.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;eu jin : eh, domino.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;zufar : quick, quick, open the window. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;eu jin : ya wei. lets curi. (acting gan cheong)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me dad: wait wait, let me go in front a bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;eu jin : ok ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;too bad..the motor bike chao already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my dad, zufar, eu jin : AIYA....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Xp stay at my house for like... so long. I tried playing piano duet with her but it was really cacat, partly because she is cacated. LOL. She learnt a passage and was like so proud of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Watch corpse bride with her. That lame queen never watch before. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;in another occasion, I hate spoiled brats. He is really a pure piece of an asshole. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wanted to write bad things bout xp and wen but I can't think of any. Its not that they are good girls, its just that I don't wana die.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, I really do think I'm a victim of bullies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-2556916617819731384?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/2556916617819731384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=2556916617819731384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/2556916617819731384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/2556916617819731384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2008/10/your-blog-is-dead.html' title='Dead blog rise again'/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-2333371087649661167</id><published>2008-10-06T15:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T15:30:16.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tagged..AGAIN</title><content type='html'>1)If your lover betrayed you, what will your reaction be?&lt;br /&gt;I'll kill that guy..&lt;br /&gt;LOL..nola..I wouldnt want to go to jail jz bcz of dat..&lt;br /&gt;hmmm..i think i'll cry and most importantly curse him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) If you can have a dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;All my dreams come true..lol..yea..i noe..im selfish..wad to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)What will your dream wedding be like?&lt;br /&gt;Elegant, fairytal-like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Are you confused as to what lies ahead of you?&lt;br /&gt;Dun get this question trying to say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)What's your ideal lover like?&lt;br /&gt;this is stupid..of cz lar..handsome, kind..etc etc..dats wat everbody wish for rite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)Which is more blessed? Loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;br /&gt;THIS QUESTION IS EVEN STUPDIER..I did this question before..I'm not gonna repeat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7)How long do you intend to wait for someone you really love?&lt;br /&gt;what the hell can we do besides waiting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8)If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;Get another one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9)Is there anything that made you unhappy these days?&lt;br /&gt;Yea..THIS TAG..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10)Is being tagged fun?&lt;br /&gt;NO..NO..NO..the question is repeated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11)How do you see yourself in 10 years time?&lt;br /&gt;RICH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12)Who are currently the most important people to you?&lt;br /&gt;Family, Friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13)What kind of person do you think the one who tagged you is?&lt;br /&gt;oh..u mean jeremy? he is a great guy..definately a good friend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14)Would you rather be rich and single or mattied but poor?&lt;br /&gt;ANOTHER REPEATED QUESTION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15)What's the first thing you do every morning?&lt;br /&gt;Wish I'm a princess..millionaire daugther..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16)Would you give all in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;Of course..If i think its not worth it..I wouldnt be in that relationship in the first place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17)If you fall in love with 2 people simultaneously, who would you pick?&lt;br /&gt;ANOTHER REPEATED QUESTION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18)What type of friends do you like?&lt;br /&gt;My kind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19)What type of friends do you dislike?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TWO FACED BIATCH WHOM CALL THE OTHERS BIATCH AND BITCHES..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) Tag 8 people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XP&lt;br /&gt;wen&lt;br /&gt;ning&lt;br /&gt;wern&lt;br /&gt;shuenn&lt;br /&gt;min&lt;br /&gt;xt&lt;br /&gt;jobee&lt;div 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title='tagged..AGAIN'/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-8594301373911691054</id><published>2008-10-04T19:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T19:56:34.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Top 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rules :&lt;br /&gt;~ don't change your top 4.&lt;br /&gt;~ be completely honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KHOR XIANG PING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long have you known this person?&lt;br /&gt;Since standard 5...I think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does this person live?&lt;br /&gt;putra heights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this person older than 15?&lt;br /&gt;YES..HELL LOT OLDER..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is this person in spot 1?&lt;br /&gt;erm..i didnt really care bout dat..her name came up first..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does he/she have any siblings?&lt;br /&gt;yeap. an irritating / annoying sis. and a bro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any classes with this person?&lt;br /&gt;DUH..LOTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lim Yi Wern&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What noise reminds you of this person?&lt;br /&gt;cant remember..she made lots of noise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does he/she have any siblings?&lt;br /&gt;YEA..a bro name vincent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What school does this person go to?&lt;br /&gt;USJ 12, same with me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this person athletic?&lt;br /&gt;QUITE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you like most about this person?&lt;br /&gt;She's childish..wait..no..dats suppose to be a bad point..She's very very kind hearted..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has this person ever spent the night at your house?&lt;br /&gt;No..her parents dun let..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HENG YEN WEN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is this person's nick name to you?&lt;br /&gt;SIAO ZHA BO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you done anything illegal with this person?&lt;br /&gt;NO..I'm a very innocent kid..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is this person's stereotype?&lt;br /&gt;WTH is stereotype..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What song(s) remind you of this person?&lt;br /&gt;MY LOVE WILL GET YOU HOME..some sucky song..EW..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you trust him/her?&lt;br /&gt;After wat she did to me?? NOWAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you meet?&lt;br /&gt;Secondary school when we were in the same class ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WONG PUI LEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is this person's boyfriend/girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;han siong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long have you known this person?&lt;br /&gt;since sec schl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When's the last time you saw this person?&lt;br /&gt;on my bday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does this person have a crush on anyone?&lt;br /&gt;this question suck..aso said ppl got bf edi lar..cannot hv crush... can she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were to go Six flags would you take this person?&lt;br /&gt;where is six flags??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you meet? once,&lt;br /&gt;WE ARE IN THE SAME CLASS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. I do not have ugly pic of theirs..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-8594301373911691054?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/8594301373911691054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=8594301373911691054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/8594301373911691054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/8594301373911691054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2008/10/top-4-rules-dont-change-your-top-4.html' title=''/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-9083995643397231761</id><published>2008-09-27T09:21:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T14:07:50.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>surprise!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I HAD THE BEST BDAY EVER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many thanks to :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WERN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CHIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;EU JIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JUN VING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;KOK WAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;RUBEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ZUFAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NO thanks to wen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- she betray me, I trusted her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2 surprises in one day.&lt;br /&gt;Thank buddha, I did not have a weak heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The second one was really really unexpected.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;First of,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I was really really disappointed when they say they could not make it to the dinner. I wanted to cancel it one u noe! But, after wern numerous times of begging, I gave in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we went to secret recipe with pl, chin, bee, wern.&lt;br /&gt;Chin and bee was hugely irritating. They kept kacau me, bully me. Now I know why..&lt;br /&gt;They are trying to distarct me from the busy wern whom busy making calls and typing smses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me : I want kids club meal!&lt;br /&gt;bee : so childish.&lt;br /&gt;me : fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the waitress arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me : one cordon bleu&lt;br /&gt;wern : kids meal fish n chips&lt;br /&gt;pl : same&lt;br /&gt;chin : kids meal burger&lt;br /&gt;me : I thought kids meal very childish one?!&lt;br /&gt;chin : very cute lar the burger.&lt;br /&gt;jobee : kids meal burger.&lt;br /&gt;me : u all very childish lar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After finish makan.&lt;br /&gt;Wern daddy SUPPOSE to fetch us home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pl : eh, drop me at padang, my mom picking up from there&lt;br /&gt;wern : okie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upon reaching padang,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wern : eh, lets all go down teman pl, so late edi.&lt;br /&gt;me : ok.&lt;br /&gt;wern : eh look, somebody playing lantern le&lt;br /&gt;me : where? why got one? not over liao meh?&lt;br /&gt;chin : come, lets go join them lo.&lt;br /&gt;me : dun wan lar..we dunno them one le&lt;br /&gt;jobee: HELLO! HELLO&lt;br /&gt;me : eh, dun go lar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOO LATE, all of them dragging me towards there. I realise something amiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN, I saw everybody I KNOW there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me(screaming): AAAAAA..EH EH!! Y ARE U HERE? WATS THIS? NOT SUNDAY MEH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they bring me to candle of heart shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XP : okie, xueli, calm down. Take up ur right hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XP : follow wat i say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xp : now, I, lim xue li&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me : I, shirley lim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XP : will swear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me : will swear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XP : to love the gang always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bee: my gang aso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me : to not love the gang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of cz, i wasnt calm. I was still screaming in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xp : sit on the floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me : dun wan. the floor is dirty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they push me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xp : close ur eye close ur eye. blow the candle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the candle is the type where it will never blow off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I step on it instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then xp started spraying stupid cream on me. MY HAIR SUMORE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I go chasing everybody! hugging everybody. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But, everybody went back home so early&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cf &amp;amp; bee : eh, xueli, we go home lo&lt;br /&gt;me : y so early?&lt;br /&gt;cf: happy times end fast&lt;br /&gt;wern : my car is here edi&lt;br /&gt;me : okie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then 5 min later&lt;br /&gt;jun ving: eh chao.&lt;br /&gt;eu jin : me too&lt;br /&gt;somebody: why so early&lt;br /&gt;eu jin : hp no battery lar, my mom calling edi&lt;br /&gt;jun ving: yea, seriously wei, needa go now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the left me, ruben, kokwah and xp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Pic taken at padang&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250516313807817106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SN2UxNvoiZI/AAAAAAAAABg/Z3KY4jxQDIc/s320/candle.jpg" border="0" /&gt; my candle b4 I step on it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250516317347010978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SN2Uxa7cWaI/AAAAAAAAABo/bIIljcZeoTw/s320/chin+n+jo.jpg" border="0" /&gt; chin n jobee&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250516316373161842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SN2UxXTQl3I/AAAAAAAAAB4/BmEQ7FdSO_8/s320/guys.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me and the boys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250516315978613986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SN2UxV1MROI/AAAAAAAAACA/fDd2S8Y7wV0/s320/me+pl+eu+jin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;tryin to get back at eu jin&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250519589503850594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SN2Xv4qbWGI/AAAAAAAAADI/AxqQAyZwvYM/s320/me!!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;me whining&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250519586905997746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SN2Xvu_DQbI/AAAAAAAAACw/Uv4USvRxCsk/s320/me+n+xp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;notice my leg is shining? bcz of the stupid cream la! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250519586589702914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SN2Xvtzo-wI/AAAAAAAAAC4/NqFGx11AJGc/s320/me!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250521550459287938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SN2ZiByouYI/AAAAAAAAADY/Gskw8DN-4a8/s320/DSC00848.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;look how bad is it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SN2ZiKLGN2I/AAAAAAAAADg/-DamkpYrpnI/s1600-h/DSC00849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250521552709367650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SN2ZiKLGN2I/AAAAAAAAADg/-DamkpYrpnI/s320/DSC00849.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;see!! n xp still got the nerve to laugh! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Still at padang with xp, ruben and kok wah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xp wanted to climb over the playground playing thing punya rooftop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xp : how to climb over ar?&lt;br /&gt;me : like this lar. (show her)&lt;br /&gt;xp : wah, she can climb le&lt;br /&gt;rub: put ur this foot here. the use another log climb over lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she did it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xp : xueli, come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I climb. then I realise I cant climb back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me : shit!! I duno how to climb back over?! my body is slippery, i scare i slip le.&lt;br /&gt;rub: jump down lar.&lt;br /&gt;me : high lar stupid.&lt;br /&gt;xp : oh shit, now i realise is high&lt;br /&gt;rub: damn nood lar u all.&lt;br /&gt;me : ruben!! help!!&lt;br /&gt;kok: ohno, u dun wana help her ruben.&lt;br /&gt;me : HELP!&lt;br /&gt;xp : jz jump down oni.&lt;br /&gt;me : u jump first lar. u go through experiment first&lt;br /&gt;xp : i jump, u jump k?&lt;br /&gt;me : k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she jump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me : i dun wana jump!!!&lt;br /&gt;xp : jz jump.. use ur taekwondo or wateva..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I jump. it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;me : argh, i think got scratches edi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rub: dats is why im not dat dumb to jump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me : WTH!! N U CALL ME TO JUMP DOWN!! U STUPID FELLA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;few min..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me : where is ur mom, xp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xp : i duno..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me : can i go back now?? I STINK! I CANT STAND IT! I WANA SHOWER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XP : dun lar like dat, teman me lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me : call ur mom pick u at my hs lar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XP : canot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me : y canot?! I stink lar..I wana go home and shower!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her acting skills is damn good. She pura-pura receive call from her mom, which actually was yi wern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XP : HELLO, ma ar, where are you? coming edi anot? how long more? har! 15 min?! okie okie. ( which actually means yiwern still need to prepare for like around 15 min. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND i believe it was her mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then 15 min later?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xp : hello ma ar? what ?! u are at xueli's house now? wth? im coming now.&lt;br /&gt;kok: she actually say wth to her mom and talk so rudely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, we walk to my house.&lt;br /&gt;on the way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xp : xueli, dun walk so fast lar.&lt;br /&gt;me : y ? your mom is waiting.&lt;br /&gt;xp : she let me wait so long. now i pay back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upon reaching my hs, at the first house of my lane..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xp : lets race!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, they all sky rocketed. leaving me behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me : WTH!! ITS MY BDAY! LET ME WIN!! LET ME RUN FIRST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i try catching up. but gave up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me : I'm so not goin to talk to you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reach my house. I went in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL : *SINGING* happy birthday to you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me : argh, not again!! AAAAA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me : ok, can i shower now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xp, wern : NO!!! U CANT GO UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me : Y? another surprise? I don't care! I stink! I wana shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, in the end, I shower at my mom rooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SN2gHM7fMvI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/4Df-FOTwLQE/s1600-h/DSC00865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250528786174128882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SN2gHM7fMvI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/4Df-FOTwLQE/s320/DSC00865.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;oreo cheese cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SN2gHIcIfzI/AAAAAAAAAEY/p0s0IAgtYBs/s1600-h/DSC00866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250528784968875826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SN2gHIcIfzI/AAAAAAAAAEY/p0s0IAgtYBs/s320/DSC00866.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SN2gHL8Sh8I/AAAAAAAAAEg/RWOwqF4JVkM/s1600-h/gays.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250528785909057474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SN2gHL8Sh8I/AAAAAAAAAEg/RWOwqF4JVkM/s320/gays.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;gays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SN2gHH1gIZI/AAAAAAAAAEo/6GtF1937Mxo/s1600-h/IMG_0139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250528784806846866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SN2gHH1gIZI/AAAAAAAAAEo/6GtF1937Mxo/s320/IMG_0139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SN2gHZR2-uI/AAAAAAAAAEw/i7xKcNJCaK4/s1600-h/IMG_0141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250528789489187554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SN2gHZR2-uI/AAAAAAAAAEw/i7xKcNJCaK4/s320/IMG_0141.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;look at the 2 poser! they love taking picS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SN2iVGdacsI/AAAAAAAAAFg/3606z53uZeI/s1600-h/DSC00853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250531223978799810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SN2iVGdacsI/AAAAAAAAAFg/3606z53uZeI/s320/DSC00853.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; RUBEN AND HIS FAV!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SN2iVMDv_EI/AAAAAAAAAFo/IQyIH0YoxdU/s1600-h/DSC00855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250531225481772098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SN2iVMDv_EI/AAAAAAAAAFo/IQyIH0YoxdU/s320/DSC00855.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;KOK WAH AND HIS CHICKEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SN2iVPuaymI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ecd4RgGgguE/s1600-h/IMG_0149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250531226466044514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SN2iVPuaymI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ecd4RgGgguE/s320/IMG_0149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SN2iVSkXynI/AAAAAAAAAF4/wK08iielt3U/s1600-h/rub+n+chicken.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250531227229211250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SN2iVSkXynI/AAAAAAAAAF4/wK08iielt3U/s320/rub+n+chicken.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ruben lalu, ayam goreng pun lalu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SN2iVUNFkbI/AAAAAAAAAGA/jn_NBJyQxMw/s1600-h/thr+gurls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250531227668418994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SN2iVUNFkbI/AAAAAAAAAGA/jn_NBJyQxMw/s320/thr+gurls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SN2h57BtwpI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Ls-sDW8Yk9o/s1600-h/IMG_0142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250530757053366930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SN2h57BtwpI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Ls-sDW8Yk9o/s320/IMG_0142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SN2h512z5ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Mxxspe7H77k/s1600-h/IMG_0143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250530755665454482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SN2h512z5ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Mxxspe7H77k/s320/IMG_0143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SN2h50PhaXI/AAAAAAAAAFI/I6yqJp3NPoM/s1600-h/IMG_0147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250530755232229746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SN2h50PhaXI/AAAAAAAAAFI/I6yqJp3NPoM/s320/IMG_0147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SN2h6GsNUbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/iBtulXqi6Gk/s1600-h/IMG_0144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250530760184385970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SN2h6GsNUbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/iBtulXqi6Gk/s320/IMG_0144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SN2h6a2S3ZI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Orh1s-GMwM8/s1600-h/IMG_0148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250530765595401618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SN2h6a2S3ZI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Orh1s-GMwM8/s320/IMG_0148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I WANA THANKS YOU GUYS AGAIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FOR THIS MEMORABLE AND BEST BDAY GIFT EVER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm so glad to have friends like them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ohya, n they did a huge card for me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SN3JobFttwI/AAAAAAAAAGI/9RnlOvueLWE/s1600-h/IMG_0150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250574436887541506" style="DISPLAY: block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SN3L1jZChdI/AAAAAAAAAG4/sHUgMUIjzbE/s320/IMG_0164.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250576861477635538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SN3L19jWoyI/AAAAAAAAAHA/p8I7YLXUCnk/s1600-h/IMG_0167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SN3L19jWoyI/AAAAAAAAAHA/p8I7YLXUCnk/s320/IMG_0167.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250576868500218658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SN3L18eRpyI/AAAAAAAAAHI/JMvFuXAwnwE/s1600-h/IMG_0166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SN3L18eRpyI/AAAAAAAAAHI/JMvFuXAwnwE/s320/IMG_0166.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250576868210485026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SN3L2Bi4JBI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/vdBiyRHqwp8/s1600-h/IMG_0165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SN3L2Bi4JBI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/vdBiyRHqwp8/s320/IMG_0165.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250576869571961874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-9083995643397231761?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/9083995643397231761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=9083995643397231761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/9083995643397231761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/9083995643397231761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-had-best-bday-ever-many-thanks-to.html' title='surprise!!'/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SN2UxNvoiZI/AAAAAAAAABg/Z3KY4jxQDIc/s72-c/candle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-2090105347285423499</id><published>2008-09-19T23:50:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T13:28:13.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Test</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I've got tagged by XP &amp;amp; PL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But I'm so not going to do it twice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RULE #1 People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs&lt;br /&gt;and replace any question that they dislike with a new question formulated by&lt;br /&gt;themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RULE #2 Tag 10 people to do this quiz and those who are&lt;br /&gt;tagged cannot refuse. These people must state who they were tagged by and cannot&lt;br /&gt;tag the person whom they were tagged by continue this game by sending it to&lt;br /&gt;other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Do you have secrets? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Duh. Everybody has. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If you can have a dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;A lot le..most important is get straight A's in SPM lo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Whose butt would you like to kick?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Cannot tell..later kena kick back..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What would you do with a billion dollars?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Invest it to get more money!! Do some charities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Will you fall in love with your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Maybe..u'll nv noe..love is blind..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Of cz lar loved by someone. U love ppl but ppl dun love u called blessed ar? Siao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If you had 3 wishes what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;( i ) Straight As.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ii ) get rich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( iii ) all my wishes come true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Find another one lar..u want me wait for that one till I die meh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Is there anything that has made you extremely happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'm always happy..ok..mayb not always..currently yea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What takes you down the fastest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;NOTHING..I'm strong..I fight till the end..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How would you see yourself in ten years time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Rich lar..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Who is currently the most important people to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Everyone. my frens , the whole gang, my family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Would you rather be single and rich or married but poor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I want rich and married&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Would you give all in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Depends. If its worth it, I don't mind. If not..GO DIE LAR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. If you fall in love with two people simultaneously, who would you pick?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;The guy that loves me more la. duh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;why pick someone who love me less and at the end being hurt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;thats STUPID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Would you forgive and forget no matter how horrible a thing the someone&lt;br /&gt;has done? -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Depends how horrible is horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.Do you prefer being single or having a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Both is fine with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What's the hardest thing for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I don't think anything its hard. cz usually I gave my best.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.Tagging:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Wen&lt;br /&gt;Wern&lt;br /&gt;Eleena &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Jeremy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Yee shuen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Jo Bee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Chin Fong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Riwern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Min hui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Sue may&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-2090105347285423499?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/2090105347285423499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=2090105347285423499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/2090105347285423499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/2090105347285423499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2008/09/ive-got-tagged-by-xp-pl.html' title='Test'/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-3663252773725096642</id><published>2008-09-19T23:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T23:57:51.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So dead</title><content type='html'>I'm so dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think im gonna fail my chem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's freaking hard le..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the obj question is hard. I didnt do well in my Paper 2 and I was hoping and thought that paper 1 might be able to help out. Instead, both paper aso mati kao kao. HAIZ. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got so depressed, I did not study for account obj tuition's exam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I score 27/40. SAME AS XP LE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking buot her, she and her sis are spaming my cbox kao kao. I decided not to reply either of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how are they going to spam now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-3663252773725096642?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/3663252773725096642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=3663252773725096642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/3663252773725096642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/3663252773725096642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-dead.html' title='So dead'/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-4641666676437896655</id><published>2008-09-04T09:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T10:01:16.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We had this job interview activity at ace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are splited into two groups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XP really really suck at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time, she's freaking arrogant = lan si. Cz she didnt want to get employ, she thinks this is lame. But I think its cool and fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher asked her to do again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second time.&lt;br /&gt;she comes in, seated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chun kit : can you pls sit properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shift her position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chun kit : can u sit in the middle (obviously trying to make it hard for her. those 2 always fight everywhere, anywhere.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : talk about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XP : My name is XP. I'm twenty-... years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chun Kit : why our company&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XP : Cz you need me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chun kit : There's so many people out there, what makes you think I'll pick you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : Yea, you are not the only one who apply for this you know. There's a lot of people out there want this job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XP : Cz your company needs me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : Given a situation where you have make the company loss a million. what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XP : I can pay back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chun kit : Its a million dollar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XP : I'm rich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : Then why come here to work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XP : oh, my daddy asked me to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chun kit : walao, then go and work for your father lar. You think this is place is your what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chun kit : what have you learn during your internship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XP : I learn what my boss do. My boss to this, I do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XP : I got my previous company listed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : oh really. It says here (job application form) that you work in prudential. This company have been listed while you are still in your kindergarden. What are trying to say here? that you've been working as an intern since kindergarden?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XP : ok, i lied. Its erm..        ..      xiang's company. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant remember the rest. i forgot what adrian, puah kee, eleena has asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, teacher say i was too confrontational and chun kit was too gangster like when we interview and xp was too arrogant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-4641666676437896655?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/4641666676437896655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=4641666676437896655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/4641666676437896655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/4641666676437896655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2008/09/we-had-this-job-interview-activity-at.html' title=''/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-8174023655333478975</id><published>2008-08-17T09:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T09:26:43.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;WTF.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lee Chong Wei lost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;T_T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HATE LIN DAN. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He is a show off freak who throw shoes to the crowd as if people will want his stinky smelly bloody shoes. damn yong sui too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HATE HIM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DON'T LIKE HIM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NVM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Next four years, I'll go to London, and shout loud loud to give support. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cz this years there is so many china chinese screaming their lungs out &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;" jia you Lin Dan "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;IT'S IRRITATING!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yea, partly bcz Chong wei was losing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, next four years&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm so gonna go there with my gang and shout loud loud. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-8174023655333478975?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/8174023655333478975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=8174023655333478975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/8174023655333478975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/8174023655333478975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2008/08/wtf.html' title=''/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-7355181412853517570</id><published>2008-08-13T23:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T23:52:34.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ARGH NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST A MINUTE AGO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I KENA NS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nooooooooooooooooo!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh..shit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm was teasing yiwern for crying. sendiri pula kena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tak mau kena le..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I starting to think of ways to escape NS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But do I really have a choice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the biggest blow in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. I did not cry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-7355181412853517570?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/7355181412853517570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=7355181412853517570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/7355181412853517570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/7355181412853517570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2008/08/argh-nooooooooooo-just-minute-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-1167095486592026791</id><published>2008-08-13T23:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T23:41:36.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ARGH NOOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M'sia single women shuttler - Wong Mew Choo lost 7-21 , 27-29 to Lu Lan of China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think she really really give out her best during the second match.&lt;br /&gt;It was really incredible for her to keep on fighting. That spirit was totally amazing.&lt;br /&gt;Even if she lost, still we can really see that she did tried her best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest disappointment was Koo-Tan.&lt;br /&gt;They lost against a pair of Indonesian player.&lt;br /&gt;They made a lot of mistake lar. Stupid fellas...&lt;br /&gt;They could have won, I had such a high hope on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, malaysia hope to beg a medal is left on Lee Chong Wei. Hope he really could make it to the final and beat Lin Dan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait for that match!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-1167095486592026791?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/1167095486592026791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=1167095486592026791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/1167095486592026791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/1167095486592026791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2008/08/argh-nooooooo-msia-single-women.html' title=''/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-4977614285246848104</id><published>2008-08-11T14:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T15:18:45.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There's Latih tubi for the whole week starting today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting on my right is hp, on my left is cf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DURING SEJARAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hp  : eh, wats no. 10&lt;br /&gt;me : duno, A gua.&lt;br /&gt;cf   : not B meh?&lt;br /&gt;me : duno, not sure, shud be gua.&lt;br /&gt;hp  : den no.22 le? C ar&lt;br /&gt;me : mm&lt;br /&gt;hp  : sure ar?&lt;br /&gt;me : erm, mmm gua&lt;br /&gt;cf   : eh, move ur hand, I wana see.&lt;br /&gt;cf   : wads no. 23?&lt;br /&gt;me : D&lt;br /&gt;cf   : no.15?&lt;br /&gt;me : C&lt;br /&gt;cf   : wah u sure ar?&lt;br /&gt;me : confirm.&lt;br /&gt;hp : den 30 le?&lt;br /&gt;me : dat one i aso dunno le&lt;br /&gt;hp : ask cf.&lt;br /&gt;me : ala. she aso duno wan lar&lt;br /&gt;cf   : wad?&lt;br /&gt;hp : no 30&lt;br /&gt;cf   : oh, i duno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-4977614285246848104?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/4977614285246848104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=4977614285246848104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/4977614285246848104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/4977614285246848104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2008/08/theres-latih-tubi-for-whole-week.html' title=''/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-4365967456139191235</id><published>2008-07-31T14:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T14:33:04.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went for netball game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Xp, pl &amp;amp; wern wana KAM FEI.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me, Xp and wern walk to MPSJ. Jun ving and Ruben went themselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On the way, we kept laughing. Dunno why. We laugh almost at everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Halfway, suddenly I baru realise that wern is not holding the ball.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I : eh, nobody bring the ball ar? the ball le?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;xp &amp;amp; wern : BWAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;xp : walao, need to walk all the way back again ar?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then, we have to walk all the way back wern house to take her ball. By the time we reach MPSJ, all of sudahpun sweat. Pl pula reach edi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Note to everybody : Guys ALWAYS late. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In the end. We only played a few match. Cause, the guys are lazy. Pl and Xp and Wern pula wana go jogging. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ohya, we end up doing some stupid slimming thigh and firming buttocks exercise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We saw guys playing volleyball there le! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-4365967456139191235?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/4365967456139191235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=4365967456139191235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/4365967456139191235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/4365967456139191235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2008/08/went-for-netball-game.html' title=''/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-3970223603689532226</id><published>2008-07-19T00:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T16:23:41.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am currently in love with this song..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FALL FOR YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;By Secondhand Serenade. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could listen to it at my ' Dj corner ' (it is higly recomanded).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the lyrics to it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;The best thing about tonight's that we're not fighting&lt;br /&gt;Could it be that we have been this way before&lt;br /&gt;I know you don't think that I am trying&lt;br /&gt;I know you're wearing thin down to the core&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;But hold your breath&lt;br /&gt;Because tonight will be the night that I will fall for you&lt;br /&gt;Over again&lt;br /&gt;Don't make me change my mind&lt;br /&gt;Or I won't live to see another day&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's true&lt;br /&gt;Because a girl like you is impossible to find&lt;br /&gt;You're impossible to find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not what I intended&lt;br /&gt;I always swore to you I'd never fall apart&lt;br /&gt;You always thought that I was stronger&lt;br /&gt;I may have failed&lt;br /&gt;But I have loved you from the start&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;But hold your breath&lt;br /&gt;Because tonight will be the night that I will fall for you&lt;br /&gt;Over again&lt;br /&gt;Don't make me change my mind&lt;br /&gt;Or I won't live to see another day&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's true&lt;br /&gt;Because a girl like you is impossible to find&lt;br /&gt;It's impossible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So breathe in so deep&lt;br /&gt;Breathe me in&lt;br /&gt;I'm yours to keep&lt;br /&gt;And hold onto your words&lt;br /&gt;'Cause talk is cheap&lt;br /&gt;And remember me tonight&lt;br /&gt;When you're asleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Because tonight will be the night that I will fall for you&lt;br /&gt;Over again&lt;br /&gt;Don't make me change my mind&lt;br /&gt;Or I won't live to see another day&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because a girl like you is impossible to find&lt;br /&gt;Tonight will be the night that I will fall for you&lt;br /&gt;Over again&lt;br /&gt;Don't make me change my mind&lt;br /&gt;Or I won't live to see another day&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's true&lt;br /&gt;Because a girl like you is impossible to find&lt;br /&gt;You're impossible to find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-3970223603689532226?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/3970223603689532226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=3970223603689532226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/3970223603689532226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/3970223603689532226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-am-currently-in-love-with-this-song.html' title=''/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-3564887046337954119</id><published>2008-07-14T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T16:12:12.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yen wen finally go back to aust. I finally had a peaceful afternoon and weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you really think that I said that.&lt;br /&gt;You are so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing in my head this morning was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;" oh man, yen wen is leaving at 10am "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when I reached school&lt;br /&gt;first thing wern say to me was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;" ala, she's going back "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night before, she sent an sms to all of us.&lt;br /&gt;But when I reply her, she didnt reply me back.&lt;br /&gt;SO is xp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think she only reply her darling boys.&lt;br /&gt;and especially &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE ONE AND ONLY ONE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/4235015712451897069-3564887046337954119?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/3564887046337954119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=3564887046337954119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/3564887046337954119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/3564887046337954119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2008/07/yay-yen-wen-finally-go-back-to-aust.html' title=''/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-2741645373156499330</id><published>2008-07-12T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T16:05:53.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We are yen wen's sort of farewell at my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was having gastric pain. VERY pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KW was the earliest. I didnt talk much to him cause I was in pain.&lt;br /&gt;Then here comes yen wen. Before she rang the bell, I know its her cause she had been screaming. Don't ask me why.&lt;br /&gt;After that, I went to see doc cause I cant stand the pain anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reach home, pl and wern was at MY house already.&lt;br /&gt;I serve them drinks, they complain it was too sweet which IS sweet.&lt;br /&gt;Not my fault, it was my maid who made it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, Eujin came too. He told me he was sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;SEE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People sick also come ar, yen wen, you must be thankfull that you got friends like us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And again I was surprised jun ving came.&lt;br /&gt;He said his mom was on fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Honestly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm surprised that the boys came. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bcause they told me they are not coming. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But appeared in front of my doorsteps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talk here talk there, but KOK WAH was sleeping. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then at 11.30 or so, everybody ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yen wen hug everybody before everybody went home.&lt;br /&gt;and she left a packet of sweet, expecting me to finish it.&lt;br /&gt;Ohya, and &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;she brought her piano book cause she want me to practice it so that I could play duet with her. &lt;/span&gt;=.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-2741645373156499330?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/2741645373156499330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=2741645373156499330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/2741645373156499330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/2741645373156499330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2008/07/we-are-yen-wens-sort-of-farewell-at-my.html' title=''/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-4508419472430416203</id><published>2008-07-10T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T00:20:36.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had a really fun and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;tiring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, me, xp, wen go fatty ho makan.&lt;br /&gt;Xp didnt bring any money. =.=&lt;br /&gt;So, wen and I pinjam her.&lt;br /&gt;Walao. THE DRINK IS LIKE SO EXPENSIVE.&lt;br /&gt;I think will drink mineral water from now onwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we walk to my house.&lt;br /&gt;If you wana cross a busy road, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEVER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; let Xp guide you. Cz she don't look before she crossed. She just ran across. Me and wen was swearing. Luckily no dogs chased us this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we watch movie.&lt;br /&gt;Xp choosed to watch Meet The Fockers.&lt;br /&gt;Some parts are really boring.&lt;br /&gt;I like the baby saying asshole part. Its really CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, here comes pl. After that, we go play netball!&lt;br /&gt;We girls walked together while the boys said meet us there.&lt;br /&gt;Wen say she wanted to buy water.&lt;br /&gt;When we came out from 7 eleven,&lt;br /&gt;we saw jin and jun walking.&lt;br /&gt;We are fated to be friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reach MPSJ.&lt;br /&gt;on the way, me, pl, xp were debating whether the guy who cover his head was kok wah anot. I kept saying yes. Xp kept saying no. In the end, I'm RITE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we break into groups&lt;br /&gt;Group 1 - Me&lt;br /&gt;                  jin&lt;br /&gt;                  kw&lt;br /&gt;                  xp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group 2 - Wern&lt;br /&gt;                   Wen&lt;br /&gt;                  PL&lt;br /&gt;                  Jun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we are having a break, KOK WAH GO KAO LIU!&lt;br /&gt;The boys kept kap liu.&lt;br /&gt;Then they say how embarrased they are playing netball, yada yada..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 6.30pm, TIME TO GO HOME!&lt;br /&gt;Xp and pl go tuition.&lt;br /&gt;wen go makan with mom&lt;br /&gt;me, wern, jin, jun walk home.&lt;br /&gt;On the way, wern told all kinds of joke.&lt;br /&gt;We didn laugh at joke.&lt;br /&gt;but we laugh cz we didn laugh at her jokes.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overrall, Its a GREAT day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-4508419472430416203?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/4508419472430416203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=4508419472430416203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/4508419472430416203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/4508419472430416203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2008/07/had-really-fun-and-tiring-day.html' title=''/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-7430855315744727638</id><published>2008-07-09T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T13:04:59.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new face</title><content type='html'>Unless your are are blind,&lt;br /&gt;you should noticed that I had change my blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got sick looking at the old one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How this skin look?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-7430855315744727638?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/7430855315744727638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=7430855315744727638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/7430855315744727638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/7430855315744727638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-face.html' title='new face'/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-1959858385582804539</id><published>2008-07-03T16:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T16:40:51.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have you ever chased by a dog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DID. just a few hours ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We (me, jeremy, wen, min) were walking to eu jin's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His opposite neighbour had a dog which is really huge and I forget its species.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It came running for us cause its smart ass owner did not close the door.&lt;br /&gt;I shouted  " DUN RUN" but I run.&lt;br /&gt;CAUSE THEY RUN! If I stand there, I will definately bitten by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wen fall into a drain hole, and her both leg was bleeding.&lt;br /&gt;THANK GOD none of us was bitten by the dog. we ran into a corner and stop right there, huddling each other cause we got nowhere to run. The dog stop, I think he was thinking which one to eat first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the owner shouting for it and it went inside. When I thought we are finally safe, Wen was screaming pain here pain there. Blood was oozing out, her wound was not deep though.&lt;br /&gt;We rang Eujin's house, his mom let us in. Me and min was washing up her wound there. Eu jin came down and ask who pokkai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu jin : aiyo, y u all run? that dog very friendly one lar.&lt;br /&gt;me     : that dog was really huge, and a bulldog could actually kill you.&lt;br /&gt;min and jeremy : NOT BULLDOG. ITS .....&lt;br /&gt;me     : okay, its seriously huge.&lt;br /&gt;wen   : I'm so not cumin to your hs anymore, aiya, pain pain.&lt;br /&gt;eu jin : that dog very friendly one le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohya, before we left his house, wen still got mood to check her hair which makes us all go " haiyo "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-1959858385582804539?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/1959858385582804539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=1959858385582804539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/1959858385582804539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/1959858385582804539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2008/07/have-you-ever-chased-by-dog-i-did.html' title=''/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-8617976330126678170</id><published>2008-07-02T15:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T15:59:19.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been a long time since I'm here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was busy with yen wen's BIG BIG comebac&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, I wasnt there when she had a surprise from the gang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish I could be at two places at one time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-8617976330126678170?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/8617976330126678170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=8617976330126678170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/8617976330126678170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/8617976330126678170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2008/07/been-long-time-since-im-here.html' title=''/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-5093801034313022296</id><published>2008-06-23T15:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T15:46:04.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm SICK &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AGAIN.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I hate being sick. My immume system was really bad, I think. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I think the flu bug must have got into my head cause,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I saw two szu szen in two different places.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and I saw two ji chuan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I do not see it as from one head appear two head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;That's dizzy, pening kepala.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;hallucinating&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm going gilar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, I think Hanny Kee should be given a chance to debate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After all she was just asking to go out for the first round.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Beside, she is quite good at debating, nothing less than aiman or zekey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The reason the members refuse was because she is too ganas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;That could be control and it was really a lame excuse. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Is winning really that important? NO, I should say Is APPEARANCE that important?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;they could let a pretty girl join and told her " its okie to lose, just to gain experience. " &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but they told a weird girl that they will back out cause they will lose and the opponent was strong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It really isn't fair. I mean why are they being so selfish, barbaric. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Give people a chance and they might be even better than you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-5093801034313022296?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/5093801034313022296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=5093801034313022296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/5093801034313022296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/5093801034313022296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-sick-again.html' title=''/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-2947937877995842511</id><published>2008-06-15T11:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:12:28.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;owh man, there's so many things I wana do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wana watch Kung Fu Panda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211946463251592962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SFSNsbp29wI/AAAAAAAAABM/Pk2x4gBwvA8/s400/kfpanda_17_502.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for twilight series fan. the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4th&lt;/span&gt; book (breaking dawn) will be released on the 2nd of August (not sure bout msia though). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211941592959251698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SFSJQ8ZrdPI/AAAAAAAAAA0/47W7OEr7-zc/s400/bdcover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;this is how the front cover looks like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND the twilight has made into MOVIE! I wana watch that too!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the cast..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211942276554220754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SFSJ4u_a5NI/AAAAAAAAAA8/r54QNn-_Olo/s400/movie_cullens6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211943510185973666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SFSLAioJl6I/AAAAAAAAABE/m_VcIltSSak/s400/movie_cullens4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-2947937877995842511?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/2947937877995842511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=2947937877995842511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/2947937877995842511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/2947937877995842511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2008/06/owh-man-theres-so-many-things-i-wana-do.html' title=''/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SFSNsbp29wI/AAAAAAAAABM/Pk2x4gBwvA8/s72-c/kfpanda_17_502.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-6578201640514924790</id><published>2008-06-11T23:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:12:28.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:15;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I GOT LYMPH NODES INFECTION.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just in case u guys wondering what's lymph node, see below. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210645548367324178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 162px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="124" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SE_uhODnpBI/AAAAAAAAAAs/x5N0PxS4R78/s400/lymph+node.jpg" width="167" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the part where its aching right now its just above the words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yea, so its really a pain in neck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;worst still. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my mom made ginger water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and I was force to drink it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it smelt really good, but taste really bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;extremely bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;argh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the taste of it still lingers in my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;* shivering* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-6578201640514924790?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/6578201640514924790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=6578201640514924790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/6578201640514924790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/6578201640514924790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-got-lymph-nodes-infection.html' title=''/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SE_uhODnpBI/AAAAAAAAAAs/x5N0PxS4R78/s72-c/lymph+node.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-7735561985355341496</id><published>2008-06-09T15:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T15:27:46.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is one of the mornings where I drag myself of the bed after the clock went off three times and find myself cursing whoever who suggest schooling way back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd term had started, SPM is nearer and I swear I could see big alphabets which forms the word &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;LET THE HELL BEGIN&lt;/span&gt; in front of the school gates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why I always feel dreaded going to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teachers started to give out exam paper.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of crying, me and cf was slapping high five and cheering.&lt;br /&gt;And its not bcz we did well but the total opposite.&lt;br /&gt;MAN, we must have did badly everytime till it became a&lt;em&gt; kebiasaan&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I had to buck up my shoes and get goin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will I?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-7735561985355341496?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/7735561985355341496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=7735561985355341496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/7735561985355341496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/7735561985355341496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2008/06/today-is-one-of-mornings-where-i-drag.html' title=''/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-5093510897508986736</id><published>2008-05-30T10:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T10:35:31.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ffk the gang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me parents dun let me go yam char cz my dad's is late from work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N its me the idiot who plan the outing &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ON BEHALF OF WERN&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;AIN'T&lt;/span&gt; got a choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pretty upset and end up go to bed very early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To: wern, pl, jin, jun...IM &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;REALLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; SORRY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-5093510897508986736?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/5093510897508986736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=5093510897508986736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/5093510897508986736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/5093510897508986736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2008/05/tt-i-ffk-gang.html' title=''/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-8612713664309658781</id><published>2008-05-25T11:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T13:33:58.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>D outing</title><content type='html'>WEEeeeeeeeee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the gang's outing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reach at 12.30 pm. Having account's exam before this. I forgot to bring lembaran kerja. It's so embarrasing. Thank god someone had extra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, not all came, its oni me, wern, zuf, ruben &amp;amp; someone whom i dun really wana mention. Who cares anyway, she's the very very minor character here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to watch NARNIA. GOD. Peter is cute! so much more cuter than prince Caspian. I don't really like the ending though. Cz Peter &amp;amp; Susan is not coming back to Narnia anymore, cz Aslan said their time is up or wateva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we went watching. We went shopping. Zufar bought an &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ugly&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;T-shirt from radioactive. Wern n me suggested the red one but too bad they don't have his size, so he bought the ugly one. urgh. The design is freaking ugly. Ruben bought a hat, gold and black in colour. It's NICE. but its too big for my head. It could cover my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we go living cabin cz wern wana buy something for a very &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;special&lt;/span&gt; guy fren. she kept insisting that its a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NORMAL&lt;/span&gt; fren. But I dun think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Than, we went to popular. I bought Conan comic books. and this is wad zufar n ruben the evils said to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Ruben : my god, shirley, you are not gonna buy that are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;shirl : yes i am. wad? eu jin and junving read it too okay. Its nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Zuf : how much does that cost you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;shirl : ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Wern : 4.90&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Zuf : n how many books you've got already?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;shirl : ... got ur point..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;shirl : eh, wern, pay for me. I dun wan ppl see me buy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Wern : hor, then ask me lar har.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Ruben : haha. see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;shirl : wad. u look young, so ppl wun stop &amp;amp; stare at you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Wern : that means you are old lar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;shirl : yaya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Wern : okla, help you buy lar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;shirl : yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the movie finish. wern went home. left me, ruben n zufar n&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N i can't wait to go home.&lt;br /&gt;Ohya, n it turn out, i left my comic book with wern.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-8612713664309658781?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/8612713664309658781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=8612713664309658781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/8612713664309658781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/8612713664309658781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2008/05/weeeeeeeeeee.html' title='D outing'/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-5959959639847082641</id><published>2008-05-23T19:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T13:22:00.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TKD demo</title><content type='html'>IT'S THE BIG DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day we perform for teachers day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really ganas. they say i shout the loudest. It's so embarrased wei. haiz. I did a couple of mistake in the acting scene. Since its acting, they thought its part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu jin was so nervous. so am i. so am timothy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All eu jin think was the condition of his hair. same goes with marcus. Gosh. boys are so over their hair but nobody would realise their-flat-same style hair anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All timothy think was the performance. He is so afraid that we will do stupid mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME? I'm goddamn afraid I couldnt break the plank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I DID it! n I can't believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohya..nearly forgot something really important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timothy called me at 11pm ytd to ask me to make a teacher's day card for today. I slept at 1.30 am for that. Lucky he didn't say its ugly. Partly bcz i warn him beforehand. I warn him that if he say its ugly, I'm gonna kill him. I sleep late, didn't finish my tugasan harian just for that. So, its a perfectly normal reaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, everybody did an amazing job out there. Everybody was great. Really great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-5959959639847082641?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/5959959639847082641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=5959959639847082641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/5959959639847082641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/5959959639847082641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-big-day-day-we-perform-for-teachers.html' title='TKD demo'/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-6332947690568887072</id><published>2008-05-20T14:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T15:05:10.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;81%&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;for maths!&lt;br /&gt;Maybe thats normal to some of you but I got &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;49%&lt;/span&gt; last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;49%&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;81%.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was a tremendous improvement. for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun mean to boast but im really really happy. for myself.&lt;br /&gt;bet pn yek was happy for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, maybe you think the paper its easy.&lt;br /&gt;But hello, some people failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I improved and that's the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to make a great shoutout to yen wen :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;I SO DID NOT AND WOULD NOT AND WILL NOT FAIL ANY OF MY SUBJECTS, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;NOT EVEN ACCOUNT&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-6332947690568887072?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/6332947690568887072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=6332947690568887072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/6332947690568887072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/6332947690568887072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-got-81-for-maths-maybe-thats-normal.html' title=''/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-7176649103190947578</id><published>2008-05-19T16:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T16:49:24.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>boohoo ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's wesak day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't go temple pray pray though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 8am. Thanks to somebody who arranged (on such a wonderful EARLY morn) demo practice-timothy.&lt;br /&gt;Why morn? Thanks to somebody who cant make it after 12pm - eu jin.&lt;br /&gt;Its cancel and I only know bout it this morn.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to somebody who can't make it, probably busy kissing the gf - marcus lobo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE ARE PRESENTING IT ON THIS FRIDAY FOR TEACHER'S DAY.&lt;br /&gt;and I do not know what's my acting scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM BREAKING PLANK BY USING MY BARE FIST.&lt;br /&gt;and I do not know whether I could break it or not.&lt;br /&gt;what if..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IF&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I COULD NOT BREAK IT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S GONNA BE A TOTAL EMBARRASEMENT TO ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CHOI!  TOUCH WOOD! TOUCH WOOD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let us all pray that such unfaithful thing would not fall upon the innocent me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-7176649103190947578?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/7176649103190947578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=7176649103190947578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/7176649103190947578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/7176649103190947578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2008/05/boohoo-ppl.html' title=''/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-1932488599445519131</id><published>2008-05-18T23:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T23:23:41.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>argh. I had a bad day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, outing tak jadi.&lt;br /&gt;Adrianna got camp, duno wads wrong with the boys, pl canot go-duno why, izzy gotta go aunt house.&lt;br /&gt;only me and my daughter.&lt;br /&gt;So, cancel.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to watch narnia badly and go bowling and wear nice nice and do silly things with the gang and ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, something wrong with my msn!&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to talk to yenwen badly.&lt;br /&gt;Mana tau, msn tak boleh sign in.&lt;br /&gt;It's been days.&lt;br /&gt;What the hell wrong with msn these days.&lt;br /&gt;or is it my computer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh. I need to talk to somebody!&lt;br /&gt;on msn i meant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-1932488599445519131?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/1932488599445519131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=1932488599445519131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/1932488599445519131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/1932488599445519131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2008/05/argh.html' title=''/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-730102773054185560</id><published>2008-05-16T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T14:57:32.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, exam over! hooray! best of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good for me, bad for someone in aust who will be starting her mid year soon.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuition teacher, Ms FOO said we cant relax just yet. =.=.&lt;br /&gt;have to study lyk shit till SPM over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel the exam pressure pals.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-730102773054185560?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/730102773054185560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=730102773054185560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/730102773054185560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/730102773054185560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2008/05/yay-finally-exam-over-hooray-best-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-1272201565357436942</id><published>2008-05-13T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T16:18:07.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was about to fall asleep untill....&lt;br /&gt;yen wen called (yup CALLED from aust.) and scream in my ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was like "omg omg omg, help!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to get up, go online and redo the blog for her.&lt;br /&gt;And she damn freaking fussy.&lt;br /&gt;I suggest this blogskin and she was like "the side to empty la. "&lt;br /&gt;I suggest that, she said "too ugly" or "I dun like that thing at the bottom" or  "I dun like one sentence there" or " not bad, but too girlish " yada yada.&lt;br /&gt;I STICK WITH HER, ACROSS THE SEA AWAY, TO HELP HER CHOOSE HER BLOGSKINS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, she agreed to one which what she have currently.&lt;br /&gt;after 20 blogskins i suggest?&lt;br /&gt;And she dun even know how to edit the html.&lt;br /&gt;I did everything for her except the links.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heng yen wen, make sure u get me 2 bars of willy wonka!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-1272201565357436942?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/1272201565357436942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=1272201565357436942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/1272201565357436942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/1272201565357436942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-was-about-to-fall-asleep-untill.html' title=''/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-6454538617948826100</id><published>2008-05-09T13:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T13:56:58.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GOSH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally i could had some good long nap after so many sleepless nite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I din really sleep well this morn though. i woke up around 2.30 am to study. Slept at 12pm ytd.&lt;br /&gt;I fall asleep then woke up then sleep and woke up...till 6.30a.m.  Freaking tired.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did badly in my physics paper. Anyhow, i dun think i will fail. Just did badly. REALLY BAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, exams are still going on. Cant wait for it to be over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-6454538617948826100?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/6454538617948826100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=6454538617948826100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/6454538617948826100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/6454538617948826100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2008/05/gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-4717248180992440837</id><published>2008-05-05T17:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T17:34:34.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TODAY'S PAPER&lt;br /&gt;- Chemistry paper 2&lt;br /&gt;-BM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bm was okay i guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEMISTRY SUX!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I studied like shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only know how to answer fully&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2.5 question &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;out of 6?  Essay is even worse. FAR WORST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Argh. Now i have to study SEJARAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Tommorow's paper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;- Sejarah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;- English&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-4717248180992440837?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/4717248180992440837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=4717248180992440837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/4717248180992440837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/4717248180992440837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2008/05/todays-paper-chemistry-paper-2-bm-bm.html' title=''/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-3858030174281963449</id><published>2008-05-04T01:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T01:09:02.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its 1 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stay up late. NOT STUDY. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM watching shark tale rite now, with a laptop on my lap (durh).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chatting with ruben. Guess wat he said?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me : y u stay up so late? Don't tell me u are studying ar!&lt;br /&gt;ruben : nola, crazy ar. mid term oni mar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT'S Ruben for you! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crazy fella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-SL-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-3858030174281963449?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/3858030174281963449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=3858030174281963449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/3858030174281963449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/3858030174281963449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-1.html' title=''/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-3697243724570997264</id><published>2008-05-01T09:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T01:10:05.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its a HOLIDAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW IS THE DAY OF HELL -------&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;EXAM! MID-YEAR! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got bio paper 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOT TO STUDY NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;加油! 加油!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time gotta work extra hard. IM SO DO NOT WANA FLUNK MY EXAMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. TO ALL: IF I'M ONLINING, PESTER ME TO OFFLINE AND GO STUDY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-SL-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-3697243724570997264?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/3697243724570997264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=3697243724570997264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/3697243724570997264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/3697243724570997264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-holiday-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-7202843918674979739</id><published>2008-04-30T09:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T09:15:02.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The day i skipped school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the excuse of to study at home. PLUS, many important subjects teacher didn't come today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think nowadays, the reason to go to school is not to study anymore. Since many of us got tuition and some school teachers are really lousy/inexperience. I could name a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We go to school for the sake of going and to see our dear lovely friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agree?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-7202843918674979739?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/7202843918674979739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=7202843918674979739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/7202843918674979739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/7202843918674979739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2008/04/day-i-skipped-school.html' title=''/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-8573903437722245864</id><published>2008-04-29T14:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T14:50:54.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im not racist or anything, but the indians group is really pissing me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are  the worst human beings i ever know. Even vino and ruben are not as idioitic/annoying/rude brat as them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they should really wash their mouths and brains with lots and lots of dettols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, cf was not lepak-ing. we got the damn photoshot. later we and hp went library to help out. then pn salma asked us to give message to 4 finnix. We stay there a little longer since they got no teacher and our pn hamimah was about to the leave soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything runs smoothly till..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thannesh(one of the idiots) saw us. IN 4 FINNIX. thinking we are lepak-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suren(master of the idiots) asked natalie to write down our names. apparently, he is pissed cause his damn name was written down when he lepak-ed for 5 miutes. its clearly seen that he is jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we told the bunch of idiots that we are not lepaking, explain to natalie and jolyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadly (for the idiots), natalie and jolyn believe us. we went to the table to checked whether our names was written down or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, i heard something which made me burst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the elder bro of the twins (one of the idiots) said " oh, i'm so scared!! "(in a sarcastic way)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing me, I went up to the idiots, look into his eyes. shouted at him.&lt;br /&gt;me: What's your problem huh? WHATS YOUR PROBLEM!!!&lt;br /&gt;I swear i could see shockness in his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the class was pin drop silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turn back. they started laughing. that idiot repeat his " oh, im so scared " again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I regretted not saying this to him.&lt;br /&gt;me: why? Its that the only sentence you know how to say? get a life, jerk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry to say this. But, they are a humilation of all indians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I'm not racist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-8573903437722245864?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/8573903437722245864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=8573903437722245864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/8573903437722245864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/8573903437722245864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-not-racist-or-anything-but-indians.html' title=''/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-8432248934964002201</id><published>2008-04-20T23:15:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:12:29.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IM FRIGGIN' MAD..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIKE THIS.. (which i found somewhere in the website)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191346757286339778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SAteXu3tpMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/4WdXUpEqg00/s320/anger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bastard cass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1) I TOLD ADRIANNA BLOODY WELL NOT TO TELL &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;HER &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;BOUT THE PARTY. -adrianna told &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2) ITS NOT ME WHO DO NOT WANT &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HER &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;TO GO TO THE DAMN PARTY, SERIOUSLY, "PEOPLE" SHUD KNOW THAT THERE ARE OTHER PEOPLE WHO DO NOT LIKE &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;HER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; AS WELL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3) I AVOIDED ADRIANNA CAUSE I CANT BELIEVE SHE IS SUCH A ... TO GO AND TELL &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;CASS&lt;/span&gt; NOT TO TELL &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HER&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; THAT THE PARTY IS STILL ON. HERE'S THE CONVERSATION. &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;ADRIANNA: SO IS THE PARTY STILL ON? ME: YES, BUT DUN TELL CASS THAT IS STILL ON ( CAUSE THE ORGANISER SAY SO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; -she told her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;4) THERE'S ONLY FOUR BLOODY BEANS LEFT. I BOUGHT FOR FUN. DIDN BLOODY WELL COUNT PERSON. SO, I GAVE ADRIANNA, WERN AND PL. PLUS, ITS ONLY A BLOODY BEANS. WHY SHE EVEN WANT IT? ITS A PIECE OF JOKE/JUNK. AND&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; SHE&lt;/span&gt; MAKE A BLOODY FUSS OUT OF IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;5) NOBODY DARE TO SOUND &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;HER&lt;/span&gt;, SO I SOUND LA. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;SHE&lt;/span&gt; SHUD SERIOUS STOP ACTING LIKE AN ASSHOLE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;6) I'M SO TOTALLY CANT STAND &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;HER&lt;/span&gt; BLOODY 'ATTENTION WANTED' ATTITUDE. HOW CAN I SAY THAT? I SHOW U HOW. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;SHE&lt;/span&gt; SAID ONCE THAT &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;SHE&lt;/span&gt; REGRETTED TO BRING XP TO DANCE STUDIO CAUSE &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;SHE&lt;/span&gt; THINKS THAT XP RAMPAS ALL &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;HER&lt;/span&gt; FRIEND. CAN U IMAGINE HOW HURT IS THAT? EVENTHOUGH IM NOT XP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;7) Y THE HELL EVERYBODY THINK IM DOING SOMETHING WRONG?? WASN'T IT &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;HER&lt;/span&gt; BLOODY FAULT. MY FAULT AGAIN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;8)&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; SHE&lt;/span&gt; GOT THE BLOODY FACE TO ASK CF WHETHER &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;SHE&lt;/span&gt; IS INVITED OR NOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;9) ADRIANNA TOLD ME LIKE THIS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;- " CASS ASK ME TO TELL YOU THAT SHE IS OFFICIALLY INVITED."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;10) I JUST SLAM IN FRONT OF &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;HER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; FACE LIKE THIS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;- " I DON'T GIVE A BLOODY DAMN WHETHER OR NOT YOU ARE INVITED.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;letter spacing="1px"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LAST (SPECIALLY TO ADRIANNA) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="letter: 1px;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"  &gt;I DIDN BLOODY WELL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="letter: 1px;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"  &gt;NOTICE HER WHEN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="letter: 1px;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"  &gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="letter: 1px;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"  &gt;TOLD YOU BOUT THE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="letter: 1px;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"  &gt;PARTY AND &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="letter: 1px;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"  &gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="letter: 1px;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"  &gt;DIDNT WELL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="letter: 1px;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"  &gt;PURPOSELY BUY ONLY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="letter: 1px;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"  &gt;FOUR &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="letter: 1px;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"  &gt;DAMN BEANS AND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="letter: 1px;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"  &gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="letter: 1px;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"  &gt;DIDN THINK OF &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="letter: 1px;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"  &gt;PLANNING &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="letter: 1px;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"  &gt;ANY THING TO ANNOY HER &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="letter: 1px;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"  &gt;OR &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="letter: 1px;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"  &gt;PISS HER CAUSE THAT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="letter: 1px;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"  &gt;IS JUST A WASTE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="letter: 1px;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"  &gt;OF MY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="letter: 1px;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"  &gt;BLOODY TIME. HATE IS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="letter: 1px;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"  &gt;STRONG &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="letter: 1px;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"  &gt;WORD, BUT I REALLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="letter: 1px;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"  &gt;REALLY DON'T LIKE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="letter: 1px;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"  &gt;HER &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="letter: 1px;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"  &gt;AND EVEN MORE NOW. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="letter: 1px;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"  &gt;YOU CAN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="letter: 1px;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"  &gt;SUPPORT HER &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="letter: 1px;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"  &gt;ALL YOU WANT. ARE YOU &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="letter: 1px;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"  &gt;BLOODY WELL HAPPY NOW. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-8432248934964002201?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/8432248934964002201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=8432248934964002201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/8432248934964002201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/8432248934964002201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-friggin-mad.html' title=''/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zpvFxdlE9SE/SAteXu3tpMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/4WdXUpEqg00/s72-c/anger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-2782306095053986858</id><published>2008-04-17T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T23:30:55.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It was hilarious at school today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;F&lt;strong&gt;***&lt;/strong&gt;k&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the rules which ban us from clapping hands. STUPID rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started when we all - the whole school started clapping hands loudly when The Pengetua had not finish her speech. Padahal, she kept repeating ' akhir sekali ' and we thought she really finish her 3 pages long speech, so we clap &lt;em&gt;lar. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day, she ban us from clapping hands. And if we clap, they are gonna call our parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next next day (today), once teacher finish her announcement, 3 amiga, browser and some of 5 Genesis started clapping hands. Smart ass pn regina annie thought it was 5 Genesis who started it, held up the whole class. Actually, it was 3 amigas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, the whole school started clapping. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;told my parents bout it, they are laughing their heads off. which means they are totally on the students side thinking its &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;STUPID&lt;/span&gt;. I think all parents think so too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine if this thing became an issue. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;CHUN-TED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder what will happen tommorow. Hope the whole school claps again, everybody sent back home! HOORAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;PS. wen: cause they are afraid that we will rampas their business (which we did).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-2782306095053986858?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/2782306095053986858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=2782306095053986858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/2782306095053986858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/2782306095053986858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2008/04/it-was-hilarious-at-school-today.html' title=''/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-7448053344530448001</id><published>2008-04-13T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T15:52:42.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;  I LIED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Yup, i lied. LOL&lt;br /&gt; Me, kw, pl lied to ady bout we are not going to her 17th bday party. A surprise actually. And a    last minute one!&lt;br /&gt; It all started when wern lied to ady saying that pl cant go. And she believe it! haha.&lt;br /&gt; we came up a plan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; PLAN A - wern go in first, bring ady out somewhere, we sneak in, they cum back, we BOO her.&lt;br /&gt; but fail cz ady didn want to go out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Within few seconds, we came up another one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; PLAN B - wern bring ady into her room, we sneak in, knock on her door, boo her!&lt;br /&gt; IT was a success. She ended up screaming, shock. We ended up laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Gave her the present - eye shadow &amp;amp; nail polish. first time choose this kind of stuff without&lt;br /&gt; advise from anybody. I was all alone in making the decisions! Thank god she say she love it.&lt;br /&gt; IF not, i think i might scream my lungs off at her. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ruben was the last to arrived. We BBQ our own food. I kept askin whether the food is cook or&lt;br /&gt; not. And jun ving was forever saying its cook. Love the sausages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Played a game. forget the name. you know, the one u get a patner and dance on the newspaper.&lt;br /&gt; Eu jin patner ruben. N its like so funny cz you know, one fat and one is skinny. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Around 10 pm. Wern needa go home. So, time for the bday cake! I love the cake, even though&lt;br /&gt; somebody hate it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-7448053344530448001?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/7448053344530448001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=7448053344530448001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/7448053344530448001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/7448053344530448001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-lied.html' title=''/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-537010608402877123</id><published>2008-04-06T23:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T23:31:13.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Woke up today with sneezing and snifling, body aching like hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was goddamn tired. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;YESTERDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;woke up at 6.30 a.m. Fetch JV, AY &amp;amp; XP to smk sj to host table talk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;reach there 7 something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;saw mr. quek (our bm teacher), said hi. Ask for pn. Ding - teacher in charge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;kenny &amp;amp; the rest came late. doesnt matter, we have not started yet. Apparently, there is another 'haram' class doing table talk too. They seems mad cause outsiders came to sort-of-challenge them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Guys are busy 'kap lui'. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;TOO BAD. THEY ARE TOO UGLY TO BE NOTICED BY PRETTIES. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;tim called. his dad car broke down, asked me to conduct the demo class first. told him im not in the school, im outside, somewhere. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;called addy, told her to conduct the class. she was like " NO, I DUN WANA DO IT ". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;start 'business' at around 8 sumthin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;nobody came to our stall at first. the boys was shouting. Later, more and more people came. I was wet and hot at the same time. kena splash a few times by pelanggan. speechless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;finish at 1pm. pn. Ding gave me &amp;amp; xp roses. so sweet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;came home with red face, tired looking, exhausted. after shower, had lunch. within a few seconds, i was&lt;em&gt; 'kong'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-537010608402877123?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/537010608402877123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=537010608402877123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/537010608402877123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/537010608402877123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2008/04/woke-up-today-with-sneezing-and.html' title=''/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-4277582581965384747</id><published>2008-04-02T23:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T00:00:24.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>According to yen wen 'world war III', the war had begun to an ending. There will be peace and harmony life again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except for xp thing. Cass IS pissing her off.  Again.  I'm not surprised. She always do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to wern who did quite well in her running. (at least, she beat anna)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chin abandon me. Many teachers didnt came into class today. She decided to skiped. I wana meet my frens up. So, i came to schl. REGRET IT. It was typically BORING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except  for recess. We teased eu jin with his 'ahem'. Did some experiment bout him and Ahem. It was fun. He kept insisting that he is some kind of molecule or something that won't react or cant react cz it will break up the chain or something? Didn't really listen. Cz me and wern was busy discussing the 'experiment'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did presentation for ace. xp was my patner. Alicia ffk me. Teacher was having a bad day. Its not like my fault. =.=. Wonder wads his prob. Maybe he is worrying the fact that he still did not had a gf at this stage. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-4277582581965384747?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/4277582581965384747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=4277582581965384747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/4277582581965384747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/4277582581965384747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2008/04/according-to-yen-wen-world-war-iii-war.html' title=''/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-2170138330386252491</id><published>2008-03-29T16:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T16:31:14.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;had a bad days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many anger event&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt; takes place ytd n today.&lt;br /&gt;mostly started ytd.&lt;br /&gt;i was practically mad at everybody.&lt;br /&gt;anna was good enough to hear me rambling and so is chin fong. Not to forget yen wen (How can i forget? she was "screaming" at me). Glad i still had friends to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n its so totally not my fault. so its a norm to be mad at them = timothy, jo bee, sue may.&lt;br /&gt;fine, i admit. not everything is their fault.&lt;br /&gt;still, im pissed off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-2170138330386252491?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/2170138330386252491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=2170138330386252491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/2170138330386252491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/2170138330386252491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2008/03/had-bad-days-many-anger-event-s-takes.html' title=''/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-6401099388527308464</id><published>2008-03-25T23:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T23:44:04.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;As i walk in to schl, reach to my usual spot, surrounded by people with the question " why didn go schl to day?" Repeated the answers over n over again. CF rant many things to me practically bout someone we really hate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Well, not only CF. XP &amp;amp; PL complain to me bout &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cass&lt;/span&gt;. In fact, they are on a let-c-hu-talk-first-war / im-so-not-gonna-talk-to-her / im-jz-gonna-act-normal. Apparently, cass said things that really hurt XP like "im so regret bring her to 'sumwhere' ". She thinks XP stole all her friends away from her. The fact is...&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;cass&lt;/span&gt; IS irritating/annoying. They are planning to told her off in a nice way. But, knowing me, i suggested to told her off in a harsh way. MY FAV. im oh-so-honoured to do it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;God, one coloured page of schl magazine cost like hell = RM 850. CF suggest during Hari Kantin, we do table talk to pay the page. This thought really made me miss my form 3 year and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;YEN WEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-6401099388527308464?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/6401099388527308464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=6401099388527308464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/6401099388527308464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/6401099388527308464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2008/03/as-i-walk-in-to-schl-reach-to-my-usual.html' title=''/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-5989723204352719228</id><published>2008-03-24T10:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T10:47:04.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Went to petaling street &amp;amp; central market yesterday with German, mom's friend. The another one didn want to come along.&lt;br /&gt;she bought a watch for her bro and a bag for herself. Looks good. bring her to BAK KUT TEH. she love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh!! had a bad gastric the whole night.&lt;br /&gt;went to see doctor at&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;1.00 AM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;couldnt sleep the whole night.&lt;br /&gt;skip schl for a day.&lt;br /&gt;predicting chin fong is cursing me.&lt;br /&gt;damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate my laptop now cause its now degraded.&lt;br /&gt;apparently, my dad want back the memory which is why my laptop moving &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;S-L-O-W-L-Y.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh, this is really suffering. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-5989723204352719228?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/5989723204352719228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=5989723204352719228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/5989723204352719228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/5989723204352719228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2008/03/went-to-petaling-street-central-market.html' title=''/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-3760408963622770159</id><published>2008-03-18T23:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T00:02:36.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;im staring at the screen blankly&lt;br /&gt;thinking what had happen&lt;br /&gt;thinking what to write&lt;br /&gt;the thing is...&lt;br /&gt;nothing happen. my days was same old - wake up, go schl, study, eat, sleep. &lt;br /&gt;except if u count the sunday outing, which wasn't pleasing at all. &lt;br /&gt;And the stupid march test, which i did badly. &lt;br /&gt;right, bad things happen. so, i dun think i shud put it up here. &lt;br /&gt;3 words (n its not i love u) : my life SUX. &lt;br /&gt;is everybody's the same??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-3760408963622770159?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/3760408963622770159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=3760408963622770159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/3760408963622770159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/3760408963622770159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-1606295259274411670</id><published>2008-03-10T11:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T20:46:08.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cf's surprise party</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i was the latest to reach chin fong's house and thank god i was the latest. Its 7pm n she hvnt reach home yet. Jobee n szu szen are like maniacs, ushering ppl here n there, runing here n there. i thought my gfs (wern, pl, adrianna) would cum but sadly they ffk me! so much for best buddies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, after szen receive msg from shuh min/clement saying that chin fong is cumin, she began shouting and so " gan cheong ". The boys pulak act jakun. Once she is in the house. music is on, ppl started singing. There's even a slide show for her! Man, y didn my frens did dat for me?? *SIGH*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later, when we played water game, i was perfectly DRY but not till kok wah came n throw the whole pile of water + flour on me. Guess wat i do?? I chase him down the stret but stop cz i find it stupid. LOL. Damn u kok wah! I hope you are reading this. At the end i need to pinjam cf's pj pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONCLUSION : we all had a fun night except for the part where szen was mad at the boys n walk off. But, she came back anyway, after everybody even the innocent one like me say SORRY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-1606295259274411670?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/1606295259274411670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=1606295259274411670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/1606295259274411670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/1606295259274411670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2008/03/cfs-surprise-party.html' title='cf&apos;s surprise party'/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4235015712451897069.post-2924535349586720734</id><published>2008-03-08T11:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T00:33:33.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my very first post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;At last ! my very first succesful blog. ok, well.. erm.. not really that succesful but hey! at least i manage to get one and mange to set it up and its nicely and neatly done right. Unlike the first time. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, i did it with CHIN FONG's help of course. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So, THANK YOU, CHIN FONG!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went SP today to get cf 's pressie. with parents. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;saw bunchs of schoolmates and i even saw tuition mates. said hi but not to tuition mate. they surprised me being there, so i was freak out and instead i try my best to hide myself. wonder if they saw me. GOD. this is so embarrasing. am i rude? hope im not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4235015712451897069-2924535349586720734?l=shirlness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/feeds/2924535349586720734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4235015712451897069&amp;postID=2924535349586720734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/2924535349586720734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4235015712451897069/posts/default/2924535349586720734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirlness.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-very-first-post.html' title='my very first post'/><author><name>shirley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517848804621188761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
