<?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-5996847154851651321</id><updated>2011-07-31T00:17:14.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ZELING. XD</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14822329967644512127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/S7gwDSnCgqI/AAAAAAAAANU/-JQjNayA3MA/S220/P1235_12-02-10.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>59</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996847154851651321.post-1730068895256311591</id><published>2009-07-04T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T16:33:35.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this blog is dead. and im not going to bother to update anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://lizeling.xanga.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is the updated one. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996847154851651321-1730068895256311591?l=look-at-u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/feeds/1730068895256311591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996847154851651321&amp;postID=1730068895256311591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/1730068895256311591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/1730068895256311591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-blog-is-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14822329967644512127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/S7gwDSnCgqI/AAAAAAAAANU/-JQjNayA3MA/S220/P1235_12-02-10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996847154851651321.post-4709074040809181048</id><published>2009-04-25T17:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T17:56:40.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Really must thank Mr Loh.&lt;br /&gt;Because he SHOOT me in class then i realised that im actually lagging behind.&lt;br /&gt;ALOT...&lt;br /&gt;So my competitive side got active and my brain started working.&lt;br /&gt;And 'I'LL PROVE TO YOU THAT I CAN ACE THIS PHYSICS EXAM' was all that appeared in my head after that.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Now i realised that my arrogance had pulled all my results down,&lt;br /&gt;and finally failed my physics, chemisty, e-math and a-math test.&lt;br /&gt;And these are supposed to be my best subjects.&lt;br /&gt;What is happening to me?&lt;br /&gt;Must JIAYOU. FIGHTING!!! lol&lt;br /&gt;Still affected by what i've seen a few weeks ago, but i've decided that i must move on.&lt;br /&gt;I have to move on if not i'll be crushed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my best motivation is to win LEON and YUQING(yu qing would be easy, leon... not so much) in physics, RENON in maths (i doubt i can but lets just try), LANJIAO(okok) in chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;The rest i just have to try my best. &lt;br /&gt;GET 8A1s!!! GOGOGOGOOGOGOGOGOGO!!! FIGHTING!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996847154851651321-4709074040809181048?l=look-at-u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/feeds/4709074040809181048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996847154851651321&amp;postID=4709074040809181048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/4709074040809181048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/4709074040809181048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/2009/04/really-must-thank-mr-loh.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14822329967644512127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/S7gwDSnCgqI/AAAAAAAAANU/-JQjNayA3MA/S220/P1235_12-02-10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996847154851651321.post-6064014149860606495</id><published>2009-04-03T23:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T00:13:18.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I just realised that i'm so dumb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;In fact, dumb until i cant help it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;What in the world is wrong with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I was living a wonderful ive, contended with everything i had, dreaming the dreams that i wanted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And i had to be a buzybody and that ruined everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Seriously, what in the world is wrong with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I regretted everything i said, i didn't realise how much damage THAT can do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;How hurtful THAT is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"I will just carry on with my life."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;That's what i said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But now it doesn't seem that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I don't think i can carry on smiling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Cause i feel that my heart has been broken into many little pieces and nobody probably even knows why and how.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's hurting so much inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hurting so much that i want to climb into bed and just cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hurting so much that i can't breathe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hurting so much that i can't seem to move.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And it's happening beccause i had to be a busybody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I had to look. Why can't i just it go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It was easy to talk about letting go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Now i realised that LETTING GO is a big and heavy word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I can't let go. I just can't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Do i even exist? Do you even think about me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And because of those words i know the answer is NEVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996847154851651321-6064014149860606495?l=look-at-u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/feeds/6064014149860606495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996847154851651321&amp;postID=6064014149860606495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/6064014149860606495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/6064014149860606495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-just-realised-that-im-so-dumb.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14822329967644512127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/S7gwDSnCgqI/AAAAAAAAANU/-JQjNayA3MA/S220/P1235_12-02-10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996847154851651321.post-2118319370942615870</id><published>2009-03-14T19:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T19:24:31.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My dad bought a new laptop!&lt;br /&gt;But i have to wait until im in JC in order to buy one.&lt;br /&gt;ZZZ...&lt;br /&gt;Its been a long time since i've updated this DEAD blog. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;then now no mood to blog also.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow class-outing... i think it might be fun.&lt;br /&gt;so lets wait and see!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996847154851651321-2118319370942615870?l=look-at-u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/feeds/2118319370942615870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996847154851651321&amp;postID=2118319370942615870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/2118319370942615870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/2118319370942615870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-dad-bought-new-laptop-but-i-have-to.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14822329967644512127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/S7gwDSnCgqI/AAAAAAAAANU/-JQjNayA3MA/S220/P1235_12-02-10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996847154851651321.post-3459700045299400910</id><published>2009-01-31T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T23:25:16.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SUPERTEEN CAMP ROCKS!&lt;br /&gt;wow. after this study camp im super motivated. not that im not motivated before.&lt;br /&gt;i learned lots of study techs. not to mention lots of dirty jokes. zzz.&lt;br /&gt;pollute my mind. and they all say they very innocent. yet pollutes other people's mind.&lt;br /&gt;SCORE 8A1!&lt;br /&gt;YEAH MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they say that you have to have a dream before you study.&lt;br /&gt;i am not really sure of my dream right now...&lt;br /&gt;its either psychologist or a forensic.&lt;br /&gt;my reasons of becoming either of the above is not noble, but simply because i find them interesting.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;and so my goals are&lt;br /&gt;1) to score 8A1s for my OLEVELS&lt;br /&gt;2) get into a good jc and score 6A1s for ALEVELS&lt;br /&gt;3) get into a good medical school&lt;br /&gt;4) have a successful career&lt;br /&gt;5) have a caring and understanding husband&lt;br /&gt;6) have a happy family&lt;br /&gt;7) travel around the WORLD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahhah. these are the goals so far.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996847154851651321-3459700045299400910?l=look-at-u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/feeds/3459700045299400910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996847154851651321&amp;postID=3459700045299400910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/3459700045299400910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/3459700045299400910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/2009/01/superteen-camp-rocks-wow.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14822329967644512127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/S7gwDSnCgqI/AAAAAAAAANU/-JQjNayA3MA/S220/P1235_12-02-10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996847154851651321.post-5053967518942494831</id><published>2009-01-28T22:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T22:25:07.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;reach home in a happy mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and after a minute it was ruined.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;zzz. i shall not mention about it but i have to admit, it was kinda my fault also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so cant blame anyone. sian ah.&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;haas. lets talk about something joyful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i got to know more about qi yu, benson and jun xiang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;lol. the game was so weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;im a right-brained person! and there supposed to be lesser left-brained people but our group mostly consisted of left-brained people. lol&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;Right-brained meaning that im a messy, thinks and talks randomly(so those people that cant understand me, i forgive you. LOL), creative, usuallt talented in music, have better sense of rhythm, more sensitive(to all those people that thinks im not; i am a sensitive person, but must depend on who im talking to), daydreams a lot, more friendly kind of person compared to left-brained people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Left brained meaning more clever(as in gd at language and math), logic, orderly thinking person. Also means that they are more realistic. hahhah. &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;PEOPLE have been telling me my whole life that im a very realistic person. Turns out that i daydream alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Somehow i think that this study camp could benefit me in a lot of ways! YAY ME! `clapsclapsclaps`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996847154851651321-5053967518942494831?l=look-at-u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/feeds/5053967518942494831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996847154851651321&amp;postID=5053967518942494831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/5053967518942494831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/5053967518942494831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/2009/01/reach-home-in-happy-mood.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14822329967644512127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/S7gwDSnCgqI/AAAAAAAAANU/-JQjNayA3MA/S220/P1235_12-02-10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996847154851651321.post-5864887794245365886</id><published>2009-01-25T20:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T20:10:41.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Since i'm so bored now must well blog for fun!&lt;br /&gt;I shall tell you about JGANG'S fun outing!&lt;br /&gt;hahhah. Like i said. It was nothing but FUN and FUNNY.&lt;br /&gt;lol. Dog-and-bone game was an educational game for us(not to mention sandy).&lt;br /&gt;Next time should let Mardi be GM.&lt;br /&gt;hahhah. MARDI was a better GM than the first. :DDD&lt;br /&gt;Now im still thinking of the outing.&lt;br /&gt;:) But then so sad that Jon and Jarald didn't bring extra clothing.&lt;br /&gt;Soooo wet blanket(i didn't dare push them into the sea. Or splash water at them. Haas. Disappointing...)&lt;br /&gt;But i did get splashed by Jaja and Jason. Together. And im the one thats stuck in the middle!&lt;br /&gt;I drank lots of seawater(EWWWW... JAJA next time must help me mah)&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. And i hurt my knee. Now is hurting like hell. Pain until i don't dare to bath liao.(dun't worry i still got bath lah. XP)&lt;br /&gt;Then still got near experience with DEATH. (maybe not so near. But still...)&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Thank God that i didnt die. YAY! ILOVEYUOUGOD!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway in short, IT WAS LIKE THE MOST FUN DAY IN MY LIFE!(cut out the part that i got hurt)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY! BBBBBB&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996847154851651321-5864887794245365886?l=look-at-u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/feeds/5864887794245365886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996847154851651321&amp;postID=5864887794245365886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/5864887794245365886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/5864887794245365886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/2009/01/since-im-so-bored-now-must-well-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14822329967644512127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/S7gwDSnCgqI/AAAAAAAAANU/-JQjNayA3MA/S220/P1235_12-02-10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996847154851651321.post-8009889091555367205</id><published>2009-01-14T22:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T22:31:13.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I WANT SHOW!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;sobs... now got heartach. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;anyways, after coming back to school i found out that i became more crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;lol. then the people that i dunt talk to normally suddenly i di siao them like crazy. zzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;whats wrong with me? so hyper. maybe because think of o'levels then i start shivering liaos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;should be calling my neighbour to tutor me physics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and he is like HOT man. hahhah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;perfect/dream guy for any girl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but then i already got luo zhi xiang liao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so must stay faithful. :D (what am i talking about? gosh. im going crazy over here)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;then i get along better with my classmates also. especially JAJA and MAINE(sometimes still will iritate her, its like a hobby to be now.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;then i dun gossip as much as last year, and i can control my emotions(mostly anger, saddness) better, now confirm wont see me start to scold people. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;hmm... maybe is because now grop up liao?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;my parents tell me faster grow up but then aome of my friends tell me i try to be too grown up liao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;lol. confusing. maybe thats why i like mature guys better. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;DUN WORRY SHOW! I WILL STILL LOVE YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;hahhah. i was joking with cheryl, saying that if i live in taiwan and a few years older i will be stalking him now. i still invite her to stalk him with me. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;then she tell me i wan stalk go stalk myself. zzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;hahhah. &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;this post is so random.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996847154851651321-8009889091555367205?l=look-at-u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/feeds/8009889091555367205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996847154851651321&amp;postID=8009889091555367205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/8009889091555367205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/8009889091555367205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-want-show-sobs.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14822329967644512127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/S7gwDSnCgqI/AAAAAAAAANU/-JQjNayA3MA/S220/P1235_12-02-10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996847154851651321.post-481340406843796628</id><published>2009-01-04T17:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T17:22:24.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LOL. thinking of closing my blog. im not posting anyway.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE GOING TO CHURCH!&lt;br /&gt;hahhah. its always so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;and i get to know more about God. YAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;Jane is a good name. :)&lt;br /&gt;so random. lol...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996847154851651321-481340406843796628?l=look-at-u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/feeds/481340406843796628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996847154851651321&amp;postID=481340406843796628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/481340406843796628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/481340406843796628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/2009/01/lol.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14822329967644512127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/S7gwDSnCgqI/AAAAAAAAANU/-JQjNayA3MA/S220/P1235_12-02-10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996847154851651321.post-2337822128830399674</id><published>2008-12-20T17:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T18:06:58.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;CAMP WAS SO FUUNNNN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hahhah. although my group was like almost last for everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but then i remembered my group leader saying 'lets just have fun!!!'. then i just heck care about winning. lets just have fun!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;my group was called MARVEL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;there were other groups like DISNEY, X-MEN, JUSTICE LEAGUE(correct spelling?), RETRO, POKEMON and 2 more that i don't know how to spell. hahhah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then all the guys went crazy over LONDON CHOCOLATE ROLL. they keep singing and singing LONDON CHOCOLATE ROLLLLL!!! lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the amazing race was so fun!!! we started at sambawang and went to vivo then NTU then cin leisure then discovery centre, and a lot of places!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the second day JUSTICE LEAGUE AND MARVEL AND DISNEY teamed up and became DISJAVEL. hahhah. the most fun stop was at the indoor sports stadium and there was fei lun hai concert!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;most of as didnt like fei lun hai and we were going 'WE LOVE FEI LUN HAI!!!' to di siao all those fans. then other ppl was looking at us like we were crazy. hahhhah. after the task we were back to the bus stop. the leaders were planing to surprise the game masters as they did soooo much for us in organising the camp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;they were saying something like even by stealing, snatching also must get the cake. i added in beg but JUSTICE LEAGUE said 'begging was only for breakfast' hahhah. funny. (only winners of a certain game get mac breakfast. the other groups have to eat bread.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the camp was too long and fun for words. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i guess thats all. hahhah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996847154851651321-2337822128830399674?l=look-at-u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/feeds/2337822128830399674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996847154851651321&amp;postID=2337822128830399674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/2337822128830399674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/2337822128830399674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/2008/12/camp-was-so-fuunnnn-hahhah.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14822329967644512127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/S7gwDSnCgqI/AAAAAAAAANU/-JQjNayA3MA/S220/P1235_12-02-10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996847154851651321.post-4784717255499489371</id><published>2008-12-14T23:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T23:54:46.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahhah. today went to my p6 class chalet!!!&lt;br /&gt;anyway i think i did alot of stupid talking.&lt;br /&gt;nobody bothered talking to me(forever no friends) until at the chalet.&lt;br /&gt;we started playing this game very similar to the game xinying invented at sec. 1 chalet.&lt;br /&gt;take a card and put it at your forehead then the person with the smallest card forfeits.&lt;br /&gt;and then the moment we started playing we were laughing like siao.&lt;br /&gt;then the guys(girls didnt support or stop them) started to gang up on wangzhen(poor guy).&lt;br /&gt;in the end he lost 6 times. which means he have to take some kind of punishment 2 times.&lt;br /&gt;first time was he lie on the bed then 3 guys(actually was 6 guys de. but then 2 was getting ready the food and the other wanted to take picture.) lie on top of him. poor thing...&lt;br /&gt;then the next was prank calling to chenyu(they didnt know she was my bestie... so i kinda warned her AFTER the prank. guilty as charged... but still managed to prank.)&lt;br /&gt;then suay suay weiting tio also.&lt;br /&gt;hers went something like this...&lt;br /&gt;wei ting: hello? zi xiang, im wei ting. do you still remember me?&lt;br /&gt;zi xiang: of course lah!&lt;br /&gt;wei ting: im wearing a sexy swimsuit and im waiting for you to come my house... must come horh!!!(she chose this one. the other choice was lying on bed naked waiting for him. so she chose this one. :))&lt;br /&gt;zi xiang: what?&lt;br /&gt;wei ting: (says louder)im wearing a sexy swimsuit and im waiting for you to come my house... must come horh!!!&lt;br /&gt;zi xiang: HUH? (very shock. got stoned. then slience.)&lt;br /&gt;lol. then we all laughed and zi xiang slamed down the phone. lol. actually wanted to prank call our pri. sch. head prefect. lucky he never pick up.&lt;br /&gt;after that went for bbq... the prawn was... speechless. shan say anything. :) sheryl see i give you face.&lt;br /&gt;only the satay was nice.&lt;br /&gt;after that went home with annie...chatted with her in car. it was nice nia. :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now im posting... and my idoiticbrother is trying to make wind with pillows so my hair will fly all over the place. so CHILDISH. now using hands to make my hair. GRRRR...&lt;br /&gt;so &lt;strong&gt;dumb ass&lt;/strong&gt; nia. okok. now gg off le. he getting irritated// angry. :))))&lt;br /&gt;lahlahlah. but then im happy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow im gg to camp, so now need to go liao. dotties!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996847154851651321-4784717255499489371?l=look-at-u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/feeds/4784717255499489371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996847154851651321&amp;postID=4784717255499489371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/4784717255499489371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/4784717255499489371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/2008/12/hahhah.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14822329967644512127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/S7gwDSnCgqI/AAAAAAAAANU/-JQjNayA3MA/S220/P1235_12-02-10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996847154851651321.post-7041565963678634053</id><published>2008-12-13T19:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T19:43:33.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO IM BACK!!! although no one cares&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow im going to my primary six chalet!!!&lt;br /&gt;so excited... i wonder who changed the most???&lt;br /&gt;hahhah. hope that its not me. :)&lt;br /&gt;anyways now im still angry... GRRRRR&lt;br /&gt;haas. maybe i shld forget about that. victim also dun mind le why dun i be so angry?&lt;br /&gt;aiyo. now realised that im so 'ba qua', like auntie like that.&lt;br /&gt;GRRRRRR haven manage to cool down although now dun feel like whacking victim.&lt;br /&gt;i know the above message might sound weird but then i also dunno how to explain.&lt;br /&gt;its just weird.&lt;br /&gt;but PWA KEAY HOON JIA YOUS!!!&lt;br /&gt;IM ON YOUR SIDE. HEHHEH.&lt;br /&gt;JIA YOU AND DUN GET AFFECTED BY ALL THESE CRAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p(^.^)q gogogo!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996847154851651321-7041565963678634053?l=look-at-u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/feeds/7041565963678634053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996847154851651321&amp;postID=7041565963678634053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/7041565963678634053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/7041565963678634053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-im-back-although-no-one-cares.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14822329967644512127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/S7gwDSnCgqI/AAAAAAAAANU/-JQjNayA3MA/S220/P1235_12-02-10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996847154851651321.post-7120719933669867965</id><published>2008-12-07T16:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T16:34:35.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gosh... i feel so bad...&lt;br /&gt;im down with fever and i found out that bear bear also have fever.&lt;br /&gt;because of the sarawak trip... thats all im going to rest...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996847154851651321-7120719933669867965?l=look-at-u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/feeds/7120719933669867965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996847154851651321&amp;postID=7120719933669867965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/7120719933669867965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/7120719933669867965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/2008/12/gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14822329967644512127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/S7gwDSnCgqI/AAAAAAAAANU/-JQjNayA3MA/S220/P1235_12-02-10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996847154851651321.post-8455983175805873354</id><published>2008-11-29T21:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T21:23:03.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now quite happy. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;as i found out that my personality is VERY RARE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Your personality type is dreamy, romantic, elegant, and expressive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Only about 5% of all people have your personality, including 6% of all women and 4% of all men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You are Introverted, Intuitive, Feeling, and Perceiving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hehheh... :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Whoos!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So stupid... just because of this little thing then i sooo happy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Plus i going to Sarawak soon!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I found out that as long as im with my friends, even going to the coffee shop to eat dinner or stuffs will feel happy. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So blessed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Lols...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996847154851651321-8455983175805873354?l=look-at-u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/feeds/8455983175805873354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996847154851651321&amp;postID=8455983175805873354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/8455983175805873354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/8455983175805873354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/2008/11/now-quite-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14822329967644512127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/S7gwDSnCgqI/AAAAAAAAANU/-JQjNayA3MA/S220/P1235_12-02-10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996847154851651321.post-4889916063511853060</id><published>2008-11-26T19:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T19:21:56.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>RULE #1 People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs and replace any question that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RULE #2 Tag 5 people to do this quiz and those who are tagged cannot refuse.These people must state who they were tagged by and cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by continue this game by sending it to other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you have secrets?&lt;br /&gt;duhh... who doesn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Would you fall in love with a guy younger than you?&lt;br /&gt;a few months would be okay i guess... but there's NO WAY for me to date a person younger than me by 2 years. that will make me feel like i'm the one taking care and protecting him rather than the other way. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you enjoy going to school?&lt;br /&gt;okok bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Would you love your ex again?&lt;br /&gt;nopey nopey nope. it feels weird. why break with him in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;br /&gt;for its gonna be being loved by someone. :D it feels nice to know that you are indeed important to someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. List out your ten fav authors.&lt;br /&gt;i dun really have sooo many fav. authors so im just going to name a few that i can think of.&lt;br /&gt;jing yong:D&lt;br /&gt;victoria laurie&lt;br /&gt;stephanie meyer&lt;br /&gt;meg cabot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If you're single and your crush is already attached, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;allow myself to cry and eat all i want. XP&lt;br /&gt;and then shove him out of my heart as fast as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Is there anything that has made you extremely happy?&lt;br /&gt;lols. what kind of stupid question is this?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What makes you angry?&lt;br /&gt;same response as in question 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How would you see yourself in 10 years time?&lt;br /&gt;a sucessful woman and with a happy family!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Who is currently the most important people to you?&lt;br /&gt;everyone who cares about me. :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What is the most important thing in life?&lt;br /&gt;erm... laughter! hehheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Single or attached?&lt;br /&gt;single...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What are your favourite colours?white, black, red, pink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What would be the 1st thing you say/shout/scream when you've reach the top of Mount Everest?&lt;br /&gt;I AM QUEEN OF THE WORLD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What are you doing now?&lt;br /&gt;im posting right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you prefer chocolate drink or coffee?&lt;br /&gt;chocolate drink. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. 5 people I have tagged:&lt;br /&gt;bear bear a.k.a shu wen&lt;br /&gt;shermaine&lt;br /&gt;jaja&lt;br /&gt;hui ling&lt;br /&gt;nicole.&lt;br /&gt;XDXDXDXD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996847154851651321-4889916063511853060?l=look-at-u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/feeds/4889916063511853060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996847154851651321&amp;postID=4889916063511853060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/4889916063511853060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/4889916063511853060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/2008/11/rule-1-people-who-have-been-tagged-must.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14822329967644512127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/S7gwDSnCgqI/AAAAAAAAANU/-JQjNayA3MA/S220/P1235_12-02-10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996847154851651321.post-115309285989479880</id><published>2008-11-26T18:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T18:53:06.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;heyheys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hahhah. although my blog is dead i still like to bloggs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;weird. i know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I MISSED PRISCILLA AND CHEN YU!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;haas... if any of you are wondering who they are, they are my best of the bests friends...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hahhah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and they dun know each other. and have totally different characters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;one is like me, who always like to talk. often calling each other to keep quiet and listen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the other is always listening to me talking... hahhah. feeling guilty...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this is seriously random man...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;haven seen them since like... a few months?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;haas...&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;anyways, tomorrow gg out with bear!~! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;tth actually wants to come. but then bear say he confirm wont come de. lols. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;actually i think tth wont come also...&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;and then i realised that my dec. is so packed up with activities...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;starting with 1 dec-4 dec gg to sarawak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;then also going to youth camp from 15 dec-19dec.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;theres also J-GANG OUTING on 6 dec. (it will be FUN and more FUN!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;thinking if still holding a christmas party this year... i already bought some christmas presents!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;lastly... my hw have not even been touched... or looked at. &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;gosh... i am going to die in december...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996847154851651321-115309285989479880?l=look-at-u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/feeds/115309285989479880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996847154851651321&amp;postID=115309285989479880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/115309285989479880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/115309285989479880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/2008/11/heyheys-hahhah.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14822329967644512127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/S7gwDSnCgqI/AAAAAAAAANU/-JQjNayA3MA/S220/P1235_12-02-10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996847154851651321.post-1176721381518678649</id><published>2008-11-25T20:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T20:39:32.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;im going to have a new bed soon!!! and a new table! and a new camera!!!&lt;br /&gt;a new hp!!! (like real...)&lt;br /&gt;lols. random stuff...&lt;br /&gt;my holidays are so sian...&lt;br /&gt;maybe i shall just start on my hw...&lt;br /&gt;anyway during the hols my life is totally turned upside down...&lt;br /&gt;i dun sleep till 3am and i dun wake up till 1pm.&lt;br /&gt;weird huh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went shopping today... am so tired... haas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a lame conversation i had with my brother... just for a few laughs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brother: are you a vampire?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: no.  brother: are you sure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: yes. because i dun suck blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brother: but you sleep in the morning and play at night. even in the afternoon you dun go out. its like you are afraid of the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: are you saying that i dun have a life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brother: (replys quickly) nono... i respect vampires too much... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: im a HUMAN you idiot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brother: okay then you have no life.(smiles at me)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996847154851651321-1176721381518678649?l=look-at-u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/feeds/1176721381518678649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996847154851651321&amp;postID=1176721381518678649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/1176721381518678649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/1176721381518678649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/2008/11/yay-im-going-to-have-new-bed-soon-and.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14822329967644512127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/S7gwDSnCgqI/AAAAAAAAANU/-JQjNayA3MA/S220/P1235_12-02-10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996847154851651321.post-6364016218344236351</id><published>2008-10-22T18:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T18:41:58.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lols.&lt;br /&gt;i think my blog is dead dun you think so?&lt;br /&gt;yah i think so.&lt;br /&gt;dots.&lt;br /&gt;haas.&lt;br /&gt;friday was supposed to go shopping.&lt;br /&gt;but then last minute there was choir.&lt;br /&gt;somemore in the middle of the day.&lt;br /&gt;gosh.&lt;br /&gt;why cant it be early in the morning then after that i can still go shopping?&lt;br /&gt;seriously, choir is getting on my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;but oh well...&lt;br /&gt;maybe choir is not the slackiest cca.&lt;br /&gt;or as slack as i thought it would be...&lt;br /&gt;haas. disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;but i think im in the main team for SYF!&lt;br /&gt;WH00s! jane rocks!&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for the next j-outing!&lt;br /&gt;watching high school musical 3. i love the song 'a night to remember'&lt;br /&gt;and lan qiu huo also very nice. "grins"&lt;br /&gt;once again... SHOW LUO ZHI XIANG ROCKS!&lt;br /&gt;GOODNIGHT SINGAPORE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996847154851651321-6364016218344236351?l=look-at-u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/feeds/6364016218344236351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996847154851651321&amp;postID=6364016218344236351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/6364016218344236351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/6364016218344236351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/2008/10/lols.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14822329967644512127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/S7gwDSnCgqI/AAAAAAAAANU/-JQjNayA3MA/S220/P1235_12-02-10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996847154851651321.post-5165344934953869269</id><published>2008-10-16T10:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T18:28:32.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;lol! im in com lab now then visiting the jgang blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;cant believe that someone will go and spam our blog leh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;gosh... the tagboard flooded with 'jason's tags. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;scold till so shuang right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;lol. and now for the important part...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;EXAMS ARE OVER! WHOOS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i know i very lag. lots of ppl has been telling me that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and to jermaine ah... cool down sia. i know something about what you are going through and that its a hurtful process... but after that everything will work out eventually. :) so cheer up. still have j-gang mah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;nth to tag also...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;soo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;these days i keep on dreaming of u... then we were detectives on some kind of case. lol. think i watch the ding dang shen tan watch till crazy liao. but then still missing u alot luh. lols. i need to stop having dreams like this if not i'll topple over one of these days just because im missing u. haas. lahlahlah. im putting my life on hold just for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996847154851651321-5165344934953869269?l=look-at-u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/feeds/5165344934953869269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996847154851651321&amp;postID=5165344934953869269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/5165344934953869269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/5165344934953869269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/2008/10/lol-im-in-com-lab-now-then-visiting.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14822329967644512127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/S7gwDSnCgqI/AAAAAAAAANU/-JQjNayA3MA/S220/P1235_12-02-10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996847154851651321.post-4384956604214996751</id><published>2008-09-25T14:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T16:12:02.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my birthdy was on 23rd of september!!! hahhah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you bear bear and strawberry for the lovely scrapebook! really brought back many wonderful moments we spent together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you my dearest chen yu for the piggy-crown photo frame and bottle of pills. hahhah. and the lovely pouch also. damn nice sia. next time print out picture of us then i put in the photo frame. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you my darling jaja for the water bottle. hahhah. seriously i dun think i can drink up to 2 litres per day. but i'll try. hahhah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you hua zhen and hui ling and wei ting for the pictures! and the clip things one. hahhah. nice! and cute also. then i can clip all the reminders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you hwee hien for the cute dog keychain! i received it 1 week before my birthday! whoos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway bear, strawberry, hermit crab and turtle threw a surprise party for me. hahhah. and i really got so damn surprised! hahhah. very nice. and they brought me a cake also. if not this year my birthday no cake liao. hahhah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/SNtGc7vWa-I/AAAAAAAAAI0/sj6XesULZH4/s1600-h/DSC00426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249866548333125554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/SNtFz4uaH7I/AAAAAAAAAIM/_r_dlb6W-ws/s320/DSC00419.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/SNtF0AWN5BI/AAAAAAAAAIU/X3-AKBnvXiE/s1600-h/DSC00421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249866550379144210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/SNtF0AWN5BI/AAAAAAAAAIU/X3-AKBnvXiE/s320/DSC00421.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/SNtF0V0ijRI/AAAAAAAAAIc/9LD9a3Kq-QY/s1600-h/DSC00423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249866556143471890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/SNtF0V0ijRI/AAAAAAAAAIc/9LD9a3Kq-QY/s320/DSC00423.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/SNtF07iWkLI/AAAAAAAAAIk/NgsoW-6yzfI/s1600-h/DSC00424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249866566267736242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/SNtF07iWkLI/AAAAAAAAAIk/NgsoW-6yzfI/s320/DSC00424.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/SNtF0xs-XEI/AAAAAAAAAIs/PWTWn7Tgq4s/s1600-h/DSC00425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249866563627932738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/SNtF0xs-XEI/AAAAAAAAAIs/PWTWn7Tgq4s/s320/DSC00425.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996847154851651321-4384956604214996751?l=look-at-u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/feeds/4384956604214996751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996847154851651321&amp;postID=4384956604214996751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/4384956604214996751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/4384956604214996751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-birthdy-was-on-23rd-of-september.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14822329967644512127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/S7gwDSnCgqI/AAAAAAAAANU/-JQjNayA3MA/S220/P1235_12-02-10.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/SNtGc7vWa-I/AAAAAAAAAI0/sj6XesULZH4/s72-c/DSC00426.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996847154851651321.post-808137758178563364</id><published>2008-09-12T15:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T15:46:40.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;exams coming soon. again. so irritating. i use to think that my science is better than my math.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;but why is it that i understand what my math teacher is talking about and not understand a single thing that my physics and chemistry teacher says?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;gosh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and my mum went overseas and not coming back till 3 october.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;so from now onwards i'm supposed to wash the clothes, iron the clothes, cook(if possible), sweep the floor, clean the house, do my homework and revise for my EOY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;this is going to be mission impossible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;wish me luck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996847154851651321-808137758178563364?l=look-at-u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/feeds/808137758178563364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996847154851651321&amp;postID=808137758178563364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/808137758178563364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/808137758178563364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/2008/09/exams-coming-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14822329967644512127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/S7gwDSnCgqI/AAAAAAAAANU/-JQjNayA3MA/S220/P1235_12-02-10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996847154851651321.post-1551868978438104129</id><published>2008-08-13T17:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T18:16:10.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my blog is dead.&lt;br /&gt;i realised it at the starting on july.&lt;br /&gt;then i start posting on aug. :)))&lt;br /&gt;now sort of tutoring bear. :))&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow a-math. gg die.&lt;br /&gt;anyway i died twice on tuesday for geo and history exam and once more today for chem&lt;br /&gt;so total i guess gg to die 5 times?&lt;br /&gt;sobs.&lt;br /&gt;now i totally loveeeeeee physics soooo much&lt;br /&gt;yah like real.&lt;br /&gt;nth to write about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dreamt of you again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996847154851651321-1551868978438104129?l=look-at-u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/feeds/1551868978438104129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996847154851651321&amp;postID=1551868978438104129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/1551868978438104129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/1551868978438104129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-blog-is-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14822329967644512127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/S7gwDSnCgqI/AAAAAAAAANU/-JQjNayA3MA/S220/P1235_12-02-10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996847154851651321.post-7572598342176316754</id><published>2008-06-27T15:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T16:18:26.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;INFLUENCING. INSPIRING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;General Characteristics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;enthusiastic (yupps)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;trusting (quite true)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;optimistic (yupps)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;persuasive (okok)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;talkative (yupps)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;impulsive (quite true also)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;emotional (when im alone?)&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;font-size:130%;"&gt;Value To Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;creative problem solver (likes to solve problems yes, creative, no)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;great encourager (not really)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;motives others to achieve (not really too)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;positive sense of humor (true true)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;negotiates conflict (ah huh.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;peace maker (ah huh)&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;font-size:130%;"&gt;Possible Weakneses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;more concerned with popularity than tangible results (not really. i prefer tangible results)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;inattentive to detail (i agree)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;overuses gestures and facial expressions (do i?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;tends to listen only when it's convenient (i tends to listen only when its important)&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;font-size:130%;"&gt;Greastest Fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;rejection (erm. quite true bah. im more afraid of loneiness)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996847154851651321-7572598342176316754?l=look-at-u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/feeds/7572598342176316754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996847154851651321&amp;postID=7572598342176316754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/7572598342176316754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/7572598342176316754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/2008/06/influencing.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14822329967644512127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/S7gwDSnCgqI/AAAAAAAAANU/-JQjNayA3MA/S220/P1235_12-02-10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996847154851651321.post-8417619526006672534</id><published>2008-06-27T15:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T15:45:39.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY ANIVERSARY J-GANG!&lt;/span&gt; (its supposed to be on 25th of june)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so funny... we were wishing each other happy aniversary at the back of the class.&lt;br /&gt;anyway finally managed to post. but maybe just once cause im at my friends house...&lt;br /&gt;so sian, nervous and excited!&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;sian- tomorrow got flag day. i think theres no need to say further as most ppl would be thinking 'suay'. dots.&lt;br /&gt;nervous- tomorrow at night im performing in a mini concert! my parents might be gg and some jpeople gg. hahhah. nervous nia.&lt;br /&gt;excited- sunday gg have jouting, celebrating our aniversary! whoos! excited excited!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today found out that someone insulted mr chia by writing in another person's hw book and not declaring him or herself. anyway he said it didnt work and 'i was still enjoying in swensens yesterday!'. hahhah. totally unfair right? we at home doing homework then he's enjoying himself at swensens. hahhah. now im watching cheaper by the dozen.&lt;br /&gt;hahhah. so byes for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996847154851651321-8417619526006672534?l=look-at-u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/feeds/8417619526006672534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996847154851651321&amp;postID=8417619526006672534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/8417619526006672534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/8417619526006672534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-aniversary-j-gang-its-supposed-to.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14822329967644512127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/S7gwDSnCgqI/AAAAAAAAANU/-JQjNayA3MA/S220/P1235_12-02-10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996847154851651321.post-246197976073654063</id><published>2008-05-01T15:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T15:35:10.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Your view on yourself:&lt;br /&gt;You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;br /&gt;You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;br /&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;br /&gt;You like to flirt and behave seductively. The opposite sex finds this very attractive, and that's why you'll always have admirers hanging off your arms. But how serious are you about choosing someone to be in a relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your views on education&lt;br /&gt;You may not like to study but you have many practical ideas. You listen to your own instincts and tend to follow your heart, so you will probably end up with an unusual job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The right job for you:&lt;br /&gt;You have many goals and want to achieve as much as you can. The jobs you enjoy are those that let you burn off your considerable excess energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you view success:&lt;br /&gt;You are confident that you will be successful in your chosen career and nothing will stop you from trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of things that you cannot control. Sometimes you show your anger to cover up how you feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;br /&gt;You are full of energy and confidence. You are unpredictable, with moods changing as quickly as an ocean. You might occasionally be calm and still, but never for long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996847154851651321-246197976073654063?l=look-at-u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/feeds/246197976073654063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996847154851651321&amp;postID=246197976073654063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/246197976073654063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/246197976073654063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/2008/05/your-view-on-yourself-you-are-down-to.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14822329967644512127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/S7gwDSnCgqI/AAAAAAAAANU/-JQjNayA3MA/S220/P1235_12-02-10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996847154851651321.post-428182941286838028</id><published>2008-04-26T13:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T13:16:55.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lahdeedadeeda... hahhah. had english paper yesterday. quite horrible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then so damn nervous also nia. got phobia for compo paper. my hand and legs were shaking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;until i saw the paper i wanted to scream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyways, fyi people my half my compo was dialog and i was creaming and scolding at a dog in my compo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hahhah. thought the compo was quite funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;actually wanted to write about marriage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but then i not married. so if i write it wont be so realistic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so i settled for the unusual visitor instead. hahhah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;miss chen yu so much. pris also. wishing that time will pass quickly and exams will be over in a blink of an eye. then i can meet up with chen yu and play with pris!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and of course, not forgetting bout movies with my clique. and jasmine(ng) will be coming along! how sweet is that? everytime we go out she always not coming. this time finally got complete clique gg out sia. maybe except for class outing stuffs. hahahhah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after the english paper all we could talk about was the phrase question and the two word question. then bear jas and me keep on suaning tth. cause both his answer dif from ours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway tth not to worry cause benson and i think nusrat and jia yin's answer same as yours. so you might be correct and we might be wrong. hahhah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and seb these days always join us for recess. maybe he got p.s? hahhah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;seiously, whenever i heard ppl got ps-ed by their friends then i will remember how our clique formed. all the ppl inside this clique had been ps-ed by their friends quite a no. of times. including me. hahhah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tth also. actually is bear bear tth and me start de. then now the closest is still us. and maybe jas also. muhahhahhah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dots. how come exam i linked to movies then to clique. lol. crazy liao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okay bye folks! i go watch tv. hahhah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996847154851651321-428182941286838028?l=look-at-u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/feeds/428182941286838028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996847154851651321&amp;postID=428182941286838028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/428182941286838028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/428182941286838028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/2008/04/lahdeedadeeda.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14822329967644512127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/S7gwDSnCgqI/AAAAAAAAANU/-JQjNayA3MA/S220/P1235_12-02-10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996847154851651321.post-2104956413479624940</id><published>2008-04-23T20:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T21:08:31.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;RAIN RAIN RAIN... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;why couldn't it rain sooo heavily on another day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and since its a few days before MYE i cant go out and run in the rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;might have to wait 2 more weeks. after MYE then hope that it will rain. more heavily. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;hehheh. xp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;running in the rain is like so much fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;although it might be a little bit childish. but childish is fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;you only can get to do silly things when you're young right? so do it now! its the perfect time. hahhah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway my heart pained so much when i realised i couldn't go out in the rain. sobs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;standing right in the middle of the road, feeling the rain drops landing on me gives me a kind of nice feeling i guess. its like when some people describe their feeling when they look at the sea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;what do they call it... feel very... calm? but the feeling is more than calm... is like can feel the rain assuring me that everything is gonna right in the end and everything unhappy inside my mind will be gone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;but still, the glare that you get from ppl when you stand there out in the rain like a mad person... haas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway... i probably wont be able to post again for a longer time this time, so everybody GOOD LUCH FOR MYE! WORK HARD NOW, THEN PLAY HARD AFTER MYE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;okay. since you say that im writing a hidden post then i wont now. this is definately not a hidden post. its quite clear now that everything has ended and suprisingly, it didn't hurt as much as i had expected. scolding me a loser, saying that im pathetic, and yet, i felt nth. not angry, and definately not sad. perhaps you really weren't really an important person in my life. and i did not want to walk down the road with you, and neither did you. from that day onwards, our friendship has ended, or shld i say that there wasn't this ship in the first place since you didn't treat me as a friend and neither did i. im just gonna pretend that we are total strangers, and that our lifes had never cross each others path. and lastly, hope that you will be happy with your newly-made friends.&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/5996847154851651321-2104956413479624940?l=look-at-u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/feeds/2104956413479624940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996847154851651321&amp;postID=2104956413479624940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/2104956413479624940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/2104956413479624940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/2008/04/rain-rain-rain.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14822329967644512127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/S7gwDSnCgqI/AAAAAAAAANU/-JQjNayA3MA/S220/P1235_12-02-10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996847154851651321.post-7958044051277912289</id><published>2008-04-21T17:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T15:10:37.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;this question have been repeatedly revoving around my head.  maybe i should be thankful of what i have now and not be greedy?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;or is it because i wished to HAVE and BE so much things, that i cant HAVE or BE either?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;im trying my best to be contented with everything i have now. my family, my friends.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;but somehow, i cant. is it really wrong to hope for more? i really want to stop comparing myself with that jerk, then maybe i can be satisfied? damn. i don't know what i want. somebody help me please...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996847154851651321-7958044051277912289?l=look-at-u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/feeds/7958044051277912289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996847154851651321&amp;postID=7958044051277912289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/7958044051277912289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/7958044051277912289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/2008/04/this-question-have-been-repeatedly.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14822329967644512127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/S7gwDSnCgqI/AAAAAAAAANU/-JQjNayA3MA/S220/P1235_12-02-10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996847154851651321.post-8740474929072385069</id><published>2008-04-17T18:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T19:19:35.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;oh yay. un-huh. uh-huh... I SOLVE THE RUBIK'S CUBE! HURRAY! ahhahhah. so excited. muhahhah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;today got chemistry test. think i've done it quite badly. hopefully, i won't fail...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;these days so sian...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway i dreamt of 'somebody' again. but i shall not reveal who are in it. okay. maybe the girls can reveal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;they are stephanie, jasmine(tan), and one more i forgot. hahhahah. srry. but is from 3s1 de.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway the dream is very weird. i dreamt that we were playing badminton. and we're not IN the court but BESIDE the court playing. and there's nobody using the court. maybe its booked. hah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;after that something happened regarding the rubik's cube and i shall not reveal it. cause is quite personal. hahhah. think i play with rubik's cube play till crazy liao. even in my dreams i also see it. BAH... come to think of it, the dream is kind of what i hoped. hahhah. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i really that flirt? i mean, thats how i talk. i cant control it. maybe im over friendly? or too friendly? then i want make friends with everybody thats why it seems to you that i willing flirt but its a one sided thingy. I'M NOT FLIRTING! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i know to saw&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;us today. but why did you pretend that you never see us? is it because your newly-made friends dislike me? or is it because you are so buzy talking to your new friends that you dun even bother? make a new friend and forget about the old friends. is that what you are doing now? jumping to conclusions isnt very good either. why do you take everything for real? i mean you used to say that 'some people' are just trying to get popular thats why they hang out with ***. aren't you doing the same thing? you used refer 'some people' as me. now its proven that its not me but you. its good that you made new friends but now you dun even bother about the 'old' friends. im so disappointed in you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996847154851651321-8740474929072385069?l=look-at-u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/feeds/8740474929072385069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996847154851651321&amp;postID=8740474929072385069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/8740474929072385069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/8740474929072385069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/2008/04/oh-yay.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14822329967644512127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/S7gwDSnCgqI/AAAAAAAAANU/-JQjNayA3MA/S220/P1235_12-02-10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996847154851651321.post-5820774467916592331</id><published>2008-04-11T18:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T18:56:54.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lols. ms cheong came to school. hurray!&lt;br /&gt;anyway there's some midunderstanding between 3s1(my class), ms cheong and mrs yan. then we finally clear everything today. hahhah.&lt;br /&gt;lahlahlah. today after school went jp with bear. then she bought the 2x2 rubics cube. looks easy to solve but actually very hard okay!!!&lt;br /&gt;i finally know how to solve it le! yay! thank you bear bear teacher...&lt;br /&gt;then i want learn how to solve the 3x3 one. hahhah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;something had gone wrong. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i mean why aren't we talking to one another anymore?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;be more forgiving, will that make everything alright? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sounds easy, but its hard. what can i do?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if i interrupted i just might make things even more worst. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;somehow i know that we're spliting up soon, but i always thought i'll be the one to be the first do 'go away'. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;turns out it was not me. and it was not my fault this time. there's nobody to blame.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i don't know the exact details, but i really hope that things will go alright.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996847154851651321-5820774467916592331?l=look-at-u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/feeds/5820774467916592331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996847154851651321&amp;postID=5820774467916592331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/5820774467916592331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/5820774467916592331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/2008/04/lols.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14822329967644512127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/S7gwDSnCgqI/AAAAAAAAANU/-JQjNayA3MA/S220/P1235_12-02-10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996847154851651321.post-5174177902736433857</id><published>2008-04-05T16:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T16:46:26.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;to pris...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;im so so so sorry. almost 1 month passed by. then i got to know what happened... i know all of you are heartbroken. i cant say that i totally understand how you are feeling right now, cause i have never had a kin thats close to me passing away. but still...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;do you still remember that day when i sneaked up to your house to eat dinner with you and your family? then my dad came looking for me. i just left to answer the door for a few seconds and when i came back, fluffy had already eaten some of my food. hahhah. it was so funny. we threw away the food and you gave me a new packet of food. i think you threw away the spoon along with the food too.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;im so shocked when i read your blog. i didnt know... i really don't know what to say. all the memories came back to me when i read that post. how good he was when we played board games, never coming to 'destroy' our game. how cute he was, when he came to greet me everytime i went to your house, standing on his two little feets, and using his paws to 'pat' my knees. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what i do know, is that he will stay in our heart forever. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996847154851651321-5174177902736433857?l=look-at-u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/feeds/5174177902736433857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996847154851651321&amp;postID=5174177902736433857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/5174177902736433857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/5174177902736433857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/2008/04/to-pris.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14822329967644512127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/S7gwDSnCgqI/AAAAAAAAANU/-JQjNayA3MA/S220/P1235_12-02-10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996847154851651321.post-8902611322985631219</id><published>2008-03-30T21:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T22:04:52.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SORRY PEOPLE! SORRY TO MY LOYAL FANS!!! dots. if there was any.&lt;br /&gt;anyway my computer tio virus. so... i guess all of you know what happened.&lt;br /&gt;oh. now im going to shocked all of you. in my so-long-ago last post, i said i love e-math, and hate a-math. well, now i hate e-math but love a-math. why? cause my a-math CT marks are lots better than my e-math. difference 20 marks nia... one 88/100 the other 68/100. sad... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I MISS YOU!!!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;i will always hold you close to my heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOBS. heart-ach. &lt;em&gt;can you feel my pain? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway yesterday yesterday was the culture night. and ms angela was sooooo cool!!! (for ppl who don't know whos ms angela, she's our conductor. :)) she styled some people's hair. and mine was one of the people. hahhah. and mine was the most crazy one. it didn't fit with my face and the gown. then very weird. but still very satisfied. hahhah. so cool! i thought all the ladies must bun their hair up. hahhah. then after that went to eat supper with tth, bear, nic, and keayhoon. tth and i are still singing the choir songs. then got this couple on the motocycle heard us then they purposely wait till we near them then the guy start to sing the song tth and me were singing. quite nice, except that he off tune. hahhah. met wee kiang and his band friends. then tth and keay hoon's order didn't come. tth was like so furious. then say what want to scold the person. so funny. as keay hoon, bear and me were in uniform and tth was not in uniform, i decided to run first. later they complain to fuhua. bring 'disgrace' to the fuhua'ens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday went out with annie, derek, keay hoon and yi ru. i was so weird out by their invitation. cause i didn't know annie will go out with derek. and he will call along keayhoon and yi ru and me. he was late for about 1 hour as i was told. so inconsiderate. he live so near to je still late with his 'date' which is not a date cause got so many 'dian deng pao'. hahhah jkjk.&lt;br /&gt;at first is keay hoon sms me say want go out with derek anot. as im not very close with him so i thought keay hoon type wrongly. so i sent a message with a 'huh?' on it. then she sms back say annie there also. then i was thinking 'do i know anybody in fuhua named annie? dun tell me is my primary school the annie? shouldnt be bah...' and later later annie called me. and the annie is really from my primary school de. (for ppl who don't know who annie is, she's my primary school friend and she met derek at the chrismas party i held during sec 1 and 2. she knows who is wei jie from 3s2 too! rumoured that wei jie like her. hahhah. but its not true. although i like to tease them too!) then we went to watch movie, eat and blah blah blah... reached home quite late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then today slep till 2 plus plus. so shocked lorh. nowdays i seldom sleep till so late at most id sleep till 10 plus. then today sleep till 2 plus plus. haas... tomorrow got pe. praying hard that i no need to run three rounds... sobs. have feeling i might fail. haven train so long liao. buzy studying. bear, keay hoon, im proud to say that im suceeding into becoming a NERD! WHOOS!!! hahhah. theres nothing bad about a nerd you know. you get perfect results and etc etc. hahhah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996847154851651321-8902611322985631219?l=look-at-u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/feeds/8902611322985631219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996847154851651321&amp;postID=8902611322985631219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/8902611322985631219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/8902611322985631219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/2008/03/sorry-people-sorry-to-my-loyal-fans.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14822329967644512127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/S7gwDSnCgqI/AAAAAAAAANU/-JQjNayA3MA/S220/P1235_12-02-10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996847154851651321.post-1112620747498530900</id><published>2008-02-22T16:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T17:13:01.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahhah. didnt have time to blog these days. anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUESDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols. cried at home today. why? because too stressed? dots. cant understand how the hell to do a-math and exams are coming. then asked my father he explain but still duno how to do. then he explain till halfway i started crying. lols. then after explaining he kept out of my way for the whole night. lols.  anyway i stopped doing halfway to clear my mind. after that went back to do. but still duno. then i gave up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yu qing sang for 3s1. and we sure made lots of noise about it. think 3s2 heard though. and i wonder how some ppl in 3s5 know also. lols. here's part of the singing. but cant hear him in the video cause he too soft le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beware. its bad for your health. for ppl who have a weak heart please do not watch. and please dun try to smash the computer for trying to let the singing stop. just pause it can liao. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-731e95fbcdc73fac" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D731e95fbcdc73fac%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331102344%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DFEACC8445BB6D38088AFCCFC4E332B916183CEC.70DDC27BD20D9D6A1DCBF0ED153281C24B87547C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D731e95fbcdc73fac%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DHT7lWqKpOVRFQf20cFJCrXpvpyA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D731e95fbcdc73fac%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331102344%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DFEACC8445BB6D38088AFCCFC4E332B916183CEC.70DDC27BD20D9D6A1DCBF0ED153281C24B87547C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D731e95fbcdc73fac%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DHT7lWqKpOVRFQf20cFJCrXpvpyA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;then wei shen showed me his 'wonderful' green pen which the ink can seperate into two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/R76NLhZikFI/AAAAAAAAAHY/8lm9jVCKTdc/s1600-h/DSC00149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169724651351478354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/R76NLhZikFI/AAAAAAAAAHY/8lm9jVCKTdc/s320/DSC00149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; too blur. i took it under the table in 'fear' of the teacher.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;cried again for the same reason. stupid a-math. i hate a-math. but love e-math. im like so stupid. it seems that everybody in the class knows how to do a-math and only i dont. then once the teacher just change the number i duno how to do le. then im thinking im so useless even my best subject i dun understand. plus my dad figured out i was too stress and when i start crying my dad told me its okay. then he continue on explaining even more slowly. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;nth happened much. except got this person called me and i didn know it was. when i called back it was a china auntie who answered the phone. thought it was a stupid prank call.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;did the practice a-math common test wksh given my mr chia. didnt cry, cause im quite good at surds and others except for log and ln. and common test only have simple log. yay! but still, stuck at one log question. but my dad also duno how to do. he forgot all the laws then keep on asking me got this law got that law anot. then make me blur also.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;TODAY&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okay. first of all why didn anyone tell me that today must reach school at 7.20? because of this i had to go to detention. hahhah. and -- told me about ** didnt realise that i wasnt the only one who disliked **. hahhah. didn feel guilty afterwards. anyway -- told me what happened to her and ** and i swore i would have told ** 'nobody asked you so mind your own business.' hahhah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;then after detention i went to the library alone. on the way someone sms-ed me saying 'i saw you walking alone near the construction site.' or something like that. reminded me of a horror story that scared 2 years out of my lifespan. anyway i found out who it was. please dun do that again. i wondered how he got my phone no. also. hmm.. maybe from the relay class list. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyway i was so spooked out after reading 'the chemistry of death'. i wondered why did i wanted to do atopsy(is it spelt like that?). realised that its very disgusting. anyway in that book three girls, or rather to say, women, got killed in a very disgusting manner. and i was creeped out. scare the hell out of me. then start to imagine things. lahlahlah. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okay thats bout it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996847154851651321-1112620747498530900?l=look-at-u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=731e95fbcdc73fac&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/feeds/1112620747498530900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996847154851651321&amp;postID=1112620747498530900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/1112620747498530900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/1112620747498530900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/2008/02/hahhah_22.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14822329967644512127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/S7gwDSnCgqI/AAAAAAAAANU/-JQjNayA3MA/S220/P1235_12-02-10.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/R76NLhZikFI/AAAAAAAAAHY/8lm9jVCKTdc/s72-c/DSC00149.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996847154851651321.post-3572762401588922928</id><published>2008-02-14T19:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T19:34:05.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY VALENTINES DAY TO ALL!&lt;br /&gt;hahhah. im like so happy today.&lt;br /&gt;got a lot of chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;thank you again to shu wen, jasmine, keay hoon, ms haiza =D&lt;br /&gt;, wei shen, nicole, and tedmond(srry if i spelt your name wrongly).&lt;br /&gt;hahhah...&lt;br /&gt;anyway they came up with pure idiotic rumour.&lt;br /&gt;Which is so stupid. then so many ppl were teasing me. KAO!!!&lt;br /&gt;other than that, and another weird stuff(like david trying to act cute while taking a sun flower), my day was so fun! muhahhah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;hahhah. flowers from tedmond. hahhah. pro sia. he gave to every girl in the class. but dun think this is mine. cause mine is the international gay colour. hahhah. anyway i got insulted by bo yi(lols. did i spell this name wrongly?). he said im gay. yes! im gay! im happy!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/R7QkM3Pkk3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/_ymNL3so23k/s1600-h/DSC00131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166794475907093362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/R7QkM3Pkk3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/_ymNL3so23k/s320/DSC00131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; shermaine's flowers which she bought for 1 a piece at 2.50 dollars. for mrs tay. yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/R7QkNHPkk4I/AAAAAAAAAG4/TLrE39bl4bY/s1600-h/DSC00132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166794480202060674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/R7QkNHPkk4I/AAAAAAAAAG4/TLrE39bl4bY/s320/DSC00132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hahhah. the purple one is mine. the red one too! and also, the lolipop. hehheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/R7QkNXPkk5I/AAAAAAAAAHA/dVhcBLqavzs/s1600-h/DSC00135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166794484497027986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/R7QkNXPkk5I/AAAAAAAAAHA/dVhcBLqavzs/s320/DSC00135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sweets. and chocolates. took it at this angle so can see the cute bugs. hahhah. and theres a m&amp;amp;m and dairy milk. hahhah. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/R7QkNnPkk6I/AAAAAAAAAHI/UWXySB8jmh4/s1600-h/DSC00136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166794488791995298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/R7QkNnPkk6I/AAAAAAAAAHI/UWXySB8jmh4/s320/DSC00136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; flowers! from nicole. hahhhahhhah... i was plugging the petals off one by one to do experiments on diffusion with it. it didn work, though. :(((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/R7QkOHPkk7I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/vm1xvdbKuHg/s1600-h/DSC00137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166794497381929906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/R7QkOHPkk7I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/vm1xvdbKuHg/s320/DSC00137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hahhah. i guess thats all. i was gg to take a pic of david acting cute for all to see but sadly, when i took out my hp he stopped. anyway, for ppl who want to imagine, imagine him taking a soft toy sun flower and smile till his eyes are closed and making a peace sign on his hand. hahhah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i guess thats all. hmm... once again, HAPPY VALENTINES DAY!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996847154851651321-3572762401588922928?l=look-at-u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/feeds/3572762401588922928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996847154851651321&amp;postID=3572762401588922928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/3572762401588922928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/3572762401588922928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-valentines-day-to-all-hahhah.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14822329967644512127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/S7gwDSnCgqI/AAAAAAAAANU/-JQjNayA3MA/S220/P1235_12-02-10.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/R7QkM3Pkk3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/_ymNL3so23k/s72-c/DSC00131.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996847154851651321.post-4010012268217754230</id><published>2008-02-12T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T19:29:12.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;hahhah. today was quite interesting...&lt;br /&gt;sleeped during pe i think. hah.&lt;br /&gt;then played qi yu's hp during humanities.&lt;br /&gt;guess what?&lt;br /&gt;i got the highest score! a C! lols.&lt;br /&gt;wee kiang got a D and qi yu also got a D.&lt;br /&gt;didnt know what wei shen got. anyway he was sleeping so i took some pictures. hahhah.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/R7GAxnPkkyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/QS1X4rJvjLc/s1600-h/DSC00126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166051837406909218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="222" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/R7GAxnPkkyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/QS1X4rJvjLc/s320/DSC00126.JPG" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; heres wee kiang playing. and qi yu watching. sadly wee kiang saw i was about to take his photo so he evaded. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/R7GAx3PkkzI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/0r3MuMv2TeY/s1600-h/DSC00127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166051841701876530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/R7GAx3PkkzI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/0r3MuMv2TeY/s320/DSC00127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; lols. who is this??? how come sleeping in class???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/R7GAyHPkk0I/AAAAAAAAAGY/IIupve5l76w/s1600-h/DSC00129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166051845996843842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/R7GAyHPkk0I/AAAAAAAAAGY/IIupve5l76w/s320/DSC00129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; lols. playing again. but didn know that i took his pic. hahhah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/R7GAynPkk1I/AAAAAAAAAGg/x5AWURTezQU/s1600-h/DSC00130.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/R7GCT3Pkk2I/AAAAAAAAAGo/FXpQMswq8fI/s1600-h/DSC00130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166053525329056610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/R7GCT3Pkk2I/AAAAAAAAAGo/FXpQMswq8fI/s320/DSC00130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is for fun. oh gosh. shit. dun tell me that is... lols. accidents happen. not my fault. only realised that he was there after taking the pic...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahhah. i knocked qi yu's bottle (quite hard) when he was drinking and then he like covered his head. i tot he was crying... then only to realise that he was actually laughing. diao. you really scared me sia. tot later i have to knock my teeth out to repay him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996847154851651321-4010012268217754230?l=look-at-u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/feeds/4010012268217754230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996847154851651321&amp;postID=4010012268217754230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/4010012268217754230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/4010012268217754230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/2008/02/hahhah_12.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14822329967644512127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/S7gwDSnCgqI/AAAAAAAAANU/-JQjNayA3MA/S220/P1235_12-02-10.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/R7GAxnPkkyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/QS1X4rJvjLc/s72-c/DSC00126.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996847154851651321.post-5368786934899440350</id><published>2008-02-09T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T22:07:00.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/R62zTXPkkuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/cblTah5-sws/s1600-h/Image037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164981492902040290" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/R6sF37t-pDI/AAAAAAAAAAk/N_ykjaSetdM/s320/pris+and+me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/R6sEILt-pCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/r6nPFb7w2S4/s1600-h/me+and+pris.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahhah. although its quite late already but still want to post this pic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its me(in the white jacket) and PRISCILLA! hahhah. my bestfriend and the person who have been my friend for the longest. lets count... hmm... from primary 2 feb till now. wow. 7 years. this month our aniversary! lol.z&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we went ice skating then it was like so funny. no matter how i tie my shoelaces its still very lose. then later i complain that that the shoe very tight. then priscilla was like 'okay i go play first. when you finish with you shoelace call me.' after she skated about 3 to 4 rounds i was still tieing my shoelaces. lols.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and once again, i would like to wish all ppl that came to my blog a happy chinese new year!&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/5996847154851651321-3219501678290004187?l=look-at-u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/feeds/3219501678290004187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996847154851651321&amp;postID=3219501678290004187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/3219501678290004187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/3219501678290004187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/2008/02/hahhah.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14822329967644512127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/S7gwDSnCgqI/AAAAAAAAANU/-JQjNayA3MA/S220/P1235_12-02-10.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/R6sF37t-pDI/AAAAAAAAAAk/N_ykjaSetdM/s72-c/pris+and+me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996847154851651321.post-5239549008788502764</id><published>2008-02-07T15:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T20:59:46.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/R6qw4rt-pBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iJbMlelwwCw/s1600-h/XD2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164134410588431378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/R6qw4rt-pBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iJbMlelwwCw/s320/XD2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL. i found out whats the prob. i forgot to agree with the terms and conditions... lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway we took this after the bonding camp. hahhah i i look so weird. the odd one out. the only one wearing white! hahahh. XP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[standing up: wei qiang-the banana, keayhoon, nicole&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then sitting is: me-the pig, shu wen-the bear, jasmine, tuan he-the strawberry](in case you wonder why i put the word 'the' in front, i just want to make it sound cooler. :)))))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lol. how dumb of me. anyway i got 200 dollars for my ang pao money. and i didn even went out and dress up and wear skirt like mun teng. :) (hahhah. srry mun teng.) anyway my friend and her bf coming to my house. opps. they reached. hahhah. so byebye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996847154851651321-5239549008788502764?l=look-at-u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/feeds/5239549008788502764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996847154851651321&amp;postID=5239549008788502764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/5239549008788502764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/5239549008788502764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/2008/02/lol.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14822329967644512127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/S7gwDSnCgqI/AAAAAAAAANU/-JQjNayA3MA/S220/P1235_12-02-10.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/R6qw4rt-pBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iJbMlelwwCw/s72-c/XD2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996847154851651321.post-3144473977272380724</id><published>2008-02-07T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T15:13:24.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OKAY. i finally found out how to post pictures. thanks no one. XD&lt;br /&gt;i didn't know that it was so easy. except that now the pictures dun show up. WAH!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996847154851651321-3144473977272380724?l=look-at-u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/feeds/3144473977272380724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996847154851651321&amp;postID=3144473977272380724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/3144473977272380724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/3144473977272380724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/2008/02/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14822329967644512127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/S7gwDSnCgqI/AAAAAAAAANU/-JQjNayA3MA/S220/P1235_12-02-10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996847154851651321.post-1570793967120945202</id><published>2008-02-01T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T20:18:10.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;im so irritated. cant you be more sensible?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah. so sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;first time i heard someone prasing himself. crazy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing interesting is going on in my life currently. im trying to compose a song, and im stuck only with a chorus. don't know how to join verse 1 and verse 2 with the chorus. it just sounds weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;thx for sharing your biscuits with me! and im not that greedy tuan he...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realised something. i will hate people who are not better than me but is said to be better than me in something or everything. and i'm a perfectionist?&lt;br /&gt;i know my limits but still will be disappointed in myself if i screwed something up. im not joking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tomorrow im going bugis shopping with my friends! cant wait!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't really know why im writing all these. maybe im just insane. out of my mind. but i don't care...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;do you like me? im confused by your actions... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missing him anyway. really really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996847154851651321-1570793967120945202?l=look-at-u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/feeds/1570793967120945202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996847154851651321&amp;postID=1570793967120945202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/1570793967120945202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/1570793967120945202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-so-irritated.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14822329967644512127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/S7gwDSnCgqI/AAAAAAAAANU/-JQjNayA3MA/S220/P1235_12-02-10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996847154851651321.post-5233790013688121641</id><published>2008-01-26T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T00:11:59.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stupit qiyu... XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahhah. anyway i just recovered from the friday camp. IT WAS SO FUN!!! except for the part when &lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt; got pissed off so easily and i cant even joke about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway my fav. part was the haunted house. hahhah. so fun! come to think of it it wasnt even scary lorh. but that time very nervous then got so scared. hahhah. heres what happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qi yu was leading then me, bei ling, charrisa(srry if i spelt ur name wronly :)), wee kiang then jun xiang. or jun xiang then wee kiang. anyway, once we got inside got this stupid garbage bag scare me. and i screamed. then beiling followed me. then qi yu was like 'very noisy'. stuppit. hahhah. no offence to qiyu. hahhahhhahhah. then we walk walk walk and beside us was tables and under the tables our seniors was wearing garbage bags and trying to grab our leg. so i got scared and started screaming and jumping. and pushing qi yu to walk faster. (he walk like snail crawl like that. i think he did it on purpose. BAD QI YU!)  anyway we reach this curve and we need to turn around. the there was a person standing at the corner of the curve.  i had this feeling that that person was gonna scare us so i pulled qi yu back and call him slap the person see if real a not. he didnt slap (if he did i think we wont see him again. maybe will get bashed by the person.) he went up and waved the glowing stick in front of that person and when the person never move he said, 'not real' and continue walking. now im like leading and if someone die it'll be me right? so i climbed up the table and went down on the other side. and i think beiling followed me. hahhah. then we walk walk walk and got thrown by flour met davids group.  i tot he's gonna scare us so i was like 'aAHHHHHHH!!!!' HAHHAH. then david did the evil laugh 'MUHAHHAHHAH' hahhah. then i laugh like mad the hit him. we crawled under the table then qi yu foung out an opening that we were NOT supposed to crawl he got up and i grab his foot. again, if he went i was the leading person and if anyone got scared the first person would be me. but he disappeared and again stuppit qi yu. XD. i found the exit and started shouting 'qi yu leh? omg he disappeared!!!' then suddenly he appeared behind me and said 'here i am.' come on lah. purposly again. scared me. suddenly pop up like in ghost shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we got out and laugh laugh laugh. thats all. fun right! hahha. gtg bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996847154851651321-5233790013688121641?l=look-at-u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/feeds/5233790013688121641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996847154851651321&amp;postID=5233790013688121641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/5233790013688121641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/5233790013688121641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/2008/01/stupit-qiyu.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14822329967644512127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/S7gwDSnCgqI/AAAAAAAAANU/-JQjNayA3MA/S220/P1235_12-02-10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996847154851651321.post-1849375882707034721</id><published>2007-12-30T15:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T16:31:55.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im so gonna do the quiz shu wen tagged me to do cos i nth to do..&lt;br /&gt;List the top five presents you wish for :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Gd Luck! (i've given all my luck to my bestfriend... :) )&lt;br /&gt;2. People to treasure what they have now and not ask for more.&lt;br /&gt;3. Everyone to be happy everyday :D (Same as bear bear)&lt;br /&gt;4. 1000 bucks so i can treat my friends to New Year Dinner!!! And maybe buy expensive presents for me and my close friends... :D&lt;br /&gt;5. A really really HUGE soft toy!!! xp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The people who tag you are : Won Shu Wen a.k.a bear bear&lt;br /&gt;2. Your relationship with her is : Good friends!&lt;br /&gt;3. You five impression of her is : Bear (im not jokin!), cute, funny, crazy, nice :D&lt;br /&gt;4. Most memorable thing she has done for you : Brought me happiness and craziness!!!&lt;br /&gt;5. Most memorable words she've said : 'ai ya okay lah okay lah!' (thats the only thing i could remember her saying... so i dun have a gd memory...)&lt;br /&gt;6. If she becomes your lover, you will : what the... thats NEVER ganna happen okays? you dun even have to ask...&lt;br /&gt;7. If she becomes your lover, she will have to improve on : diao. i not les and dun wan suan her. later she suan me back. and we competition suan ppl always she win one.&lt;br /&gt;8. If she becomes your enemy, the reason, the reason will be : eh... i dun think that will happen?!? not because she very gd but because i rarely made enermies. :D&lt;br /&gt;9. Most desired thing you wanna do for her : help her with her math??? (no offence meant.)&lt;br /&gt;10. Your impression of her : a very high and crazy BEAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pass this quiz to 10 other people that you wish to know how they feel about you:&lt;br /&gt;1. Shu Wen (lol. she need to do this quiz again!)&lt;br /&gt;2. Sebas bah.&lt;br /&gt;3. Shermaine&lt;br /&gt;4. Wei Jun???&lt;br /&gt;5. Annie!&lt;br /&gt;6. Priscilla!!!&lt;br /&gt;7. '...' (but he doesnt have a blog. sad... :((((()&lt;br /&gt;8. Wei Jie (i running out of ppl to say liao)&lt;br /&gt;9. Su En!!!&lt;br /&gt;10. Qi Yu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Who is 6 having a relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;eh. nobody???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Is 9 a female or male?&lt;br /&gt;female.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. If 7 and 10 are together , will it be a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;NO ITS NOT!!! AND im going to puke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Wad's 2 studying about?&lt;br /&gt;frankly speaking, hes studying on how to be a better fish next year. (hahhah. jkjk only)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. When was the last time you chat with 3?&lt;br /&gt;Two days ago? i forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Wad kinda music band does 8 likes?&lt;br /&gt;eh. wait wait... oh. he's bad. he never mention before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do 1 have any siblings?&lt;br /&gt;one brother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Would you woo 3?&lt;br /&gt;hahhah. sure. why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. How about 7?&lt;br /&gt;Sure! im already trying... hahhah... diao. "-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Is 4 single?&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Wad is the surname of 5?&lt;br /&gt;oh. damn. waye? ask Wei Jie. he sure know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Wad is the name of 10?&lt;br /&gt;Cai Qi Yu???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Wad is the hobby of 4?&lt;br /&gt;i dont know :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Does 5 and 9 get along well?&lt;br /&gt;they're strangers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Where's 2 studying at?&lt;br /&gt;the school of fishes... hahhah. jk. FUHUA SEC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Where is 9 staying now?&lt;br /&gt;Singapore???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Wad colour does 4 like?&lt;br /&gt;How come have so many questions about 4? i dun know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Are 5 and 1 best fwens?&lt;br /&gt;er. they're strangers too... although 5 goes well with 8! jkjk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Does 7 likes 2?&lt;br /&gt;they're strangers and they arent gay. anyway if 7 really like 2 i will personally kill 2. hehheh. sryy sebas. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Does 1 have any pets at home? nope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996847154851651321-1849375882707034721?l=look-at-u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/feeds/1849375882707034721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996847154851651321&amp;postID=1849375882707034721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/1849375882707034721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/1849375882707034721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-so-gonna-do-quiz-shu-wen-tagged-me.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14822329967644512127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/S7gwDSnCgqI/AAAAAAAAANU/-JQjNayA3MA/S220/P1235_12-02-10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996847154851651321.post-7666926669831801239</id><published>2007-12-26T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T20:22:54.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hallo again! im updating more and more often. hahhah. this is going to be a short one, cause very soon, im going to play majong with my family! this is a very good bonding game, providing you do not have a sore loser in the house. or sore winner. maybe both. just now my brother used the com and suddenly, there's so many threats popping up. think he downloaded virus. shit man. haas. i slept till 4 in the afternoon today. isn't it great? hahhah these are my new year resolutions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~sleep less&lt;br /&gt;~eat less&lt;br /&gt;~study more&lt;br /&gt;~keep my room clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;thats about it. byebye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996847154851651321-7666926669831801239?l=look-at-u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/feeds/7666926669831801239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996847154851651321&amp;postID=7666926669831801239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/7666926669831801239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/7666926669831801239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/2007/12/hallo-again-im-updating-more-and-more.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14822329967644512127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/S7gwDSnCgqI/AAAAAAAAANU/-JQjNayA3MA/S220/P1235_12-02-10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996847154851651321.post-3048383708536527122</id><published>2007-12-23T23:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T21:09:39.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;the thank you note is just too troublesome to write, so im just gg to write to my clique in class 2i3'07 and some good friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;SHU WEN a.k.a BEAR BEAR: hey bud! laughing and joking with u will always let me forget my troubles. hahhah. oh. ur cute too! hahhah. eh. duno what to say &lt;em&gt;liao&lt;/em&gt;. oh... u r always very very fun to hang out with. :) im booking you on the first day of school during lunch too :p and if u r gg, the graduation night. i know u wont prob come to me with ur probloems... (come to think of it, u never did!) but then if wan complain i'll be there for u! lastly, gd luck with ur studies next year! love ya. :p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;TURTLE(did i spell it correctly?): yo man! whats up??? all the things i want to say were said in front. let me think of something new to say... you have the most best fashion sense ever! maybe u shld be my &lt;em&gt;shi fu&lt;/em&gt;. hahhah. teach me a few things about clothes!! hahhah. so... work hard next year! JIA YOU! remember i'll always be there rooting for u!!! if you have trouble in math you can also come to me. hahhah. i will tutor u patiently. &lt;em&gt;hehheh&lt;/em&gt;. love ya! (same. booking you on first day at lunch. and graduation.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;STRAWBERRY: lol. finally break voice liao le. gd luck with tat (with british accent). jia you for your studies next year and work harder. maybe without me to &lt;em&gt;ka jiao&lt;/em&gt; u ur studies will be better. hahhah. and dun conplain too much or i &lt;em&gt;bang seh&lt;/em&gt; u. jkjk(read last sentence of nic's except for the graduation part.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;PRISCILLA: okay i know u are not in my class (nor in my school), but thanks for being my friend for... let me count... 6 years! next year feb then 7 years lorh! hahhah. my longest and bestest friend. hahhah. dun get too stressed when school starts okay? let us walk down the road hand in hand together! very familiar right?? hahhah. if you can play or go gym call me or sms me. promise to reply asap. gg to miss you when school starts. love ya 4eva!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;CHEN YU: er. you also aren't in my class and not in my school, but want to thank you for being my 'help-line'. hahhah. keep in touch kay? i hate to lose a friend like u... :( ur japan presents are still with me... lets stay bestfriends 4eva too! hahhah. i'll give you all my gd luck next year. hehheh. lov you too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;gosh. i said so so mushy things... i cant stand it myself... did i left out anybody??? i dun think so bah... banana and shermaine i write liao le. so shld dun have le. now then i realise that I AM SO BLESSED! i have two bestfriends and so many close friends! close friends are hard to find and bestfriends are even harder! i swear im gg to treasure them 4ever! and i mean it! MERRY CHIRSTMAS AND HAVE A HAPPY NEW YEAR! bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996847154851651321-3048383708536527122?l=look-at-u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/feeds/3048383708536527122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996847154851651321&amp;postID=3048383708536527122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/3048383708536527122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/3048383708536527122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/2007/12/thank-you-note-is-just-too-troublesome.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14822329967644512127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/S7gwDSnCgqI/AAAAAAAAANU/-JQjNayA3MA/S220/P1235_12-02-10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996847154851651321.post-8851672936762756378</id><published>2007-11-08T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T01:02:04.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;BAH BAH BLACK SHEEP ;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;GAH GAH GLAD SHEEP ;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;WAH WAH WHITE SHEEP&lt;/em&gt; ; by shu wen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;just thought it will be a good joke. i mean cause its funny so for entertainment. hahhah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;anyway i got this idea from shu wen's blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Amanda&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;thx for being my partner and putting up with me for 1 year and 3 months to be exact. i was grateful during that time of period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Qi Yu&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hey come on &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;. talk more &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;! but it was nice sitting in front of u for sometime and &lt;em&gt;di siaoing&lt;/em&gt; u too! it was nice being ur friend. &lt;em&gt;hehheh.&lt;/em&gt; grins with &lt;em&gt;evil&lt;/em&gt; intentions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Shermaine&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hallo&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;hahhah&lt;/em&gt;. though we only really got to know each other in sec 2 but i do treat u as my gd friend. really happy that mrs tay changed my seat to be sitting with u during march. or maybe it was july. &lt;em&gt;hahhah&lt;/em&gt;. tot we really &lt;em&gt;bonded&lt;/em&gt; quite well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Hwee Chek&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ai ya&lt;/em&gt;. hwee hwee &lt;em&gt;ah&lt;/em&gt;. must stay &lt;em&gt;faithful&lt;/em&gt; to fang worh! hahhah best wishes to u. i had lots of fun sitting beside u. &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt;. im not joking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Wei Qiang&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;B-A-N-A-N-A&lt;/em&gt;. put it together and what does it spell? &lt;em&gt;BANANA&lt;/em&gt;! hahhah. and dun worry &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;. if im not wrong, only in the 3rd term den i really got to know u and also know that u are a very &lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt; fun person if very &lt;em&gt;little 'emo'&lt;/em&gt; inside u. stay banana always!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Derek&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;stay alert and sleep less. yup. &lt;em&gt;tats&lt;/em&gt; about all. &lt;em&gt;jia youz&lt;/em&gt;! ur funny and cheerful character is the best!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Jin Sze&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hope u like your &lt;em&gt;stay&lt;/em&gt; in 2i3! wishing u luck with everything u do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;David&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;a &lt;em&gt;real&lt;/em&gt; gentlemen?!?!????? wait. i &lt;em&gt;duno&lt;/em&gt; what im saeing. oh. wish u luck with saw yi. im joking. &lt;em&gt;hahhah&lt;/em&gt;. oh i know... &lt;em&gt;stay cool&lt;/em&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Wei Jie&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;srry for &lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt; the attitude i've shown u during sec. 1... (if u forget then just pretend that i never wrote this.) u were a grate friend n a very good adviser. and quite a funny person. &lt;em&gt;hahhah&lt;/em&gt;. wishing u luck in sec 3 and 4! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Wei Shen&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hey! thx for replying everytime i &lt;em&gt;di siao&lt;/em&gt; u. &lt;em&gt;hahhah&lt;/em&gt;. u were a great friend. good luck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Huang Fang&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;stay smiley and happy! GOGOGOGO!!! &lt;em&gt;lol...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;eh. gotta go. i'll continue next time... &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/5996847154851651321-8851672936762756378?l=look-at-u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/feeds/8851672936762756378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996847154851651321&amp;postID=8851672936762756378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/8851672936762756378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/8851672936762756378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/2007/11/bah-bah-black-sheep-gah-gah-glad-sheep.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14822329967644512127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/S7gwDSnCgqI/AAAAAAAAANU/-JQjNayA3MA/S220/P1235_12-02-10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996847154851651321.post-4963729980541363842</id><published>2007-10-25T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T21:10:47.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;today, after mrs tay explained the advantaged and disadvantages of going to jc, i went back home n discussed with my parents. we argued, as i think that they dunt know what i were trying to say, or put across. finally, my brother's friend came and explained to me. but still, im a bit confused. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;anyway, today ms tay damn cute. she say what pupils act hardworking, then read while walking. then she say later step on banana peel then slip and fall and hurt themselves. then she looked at wei qiang. then the whole class laughed. then tth told me that mrs tay said it purposely. then to tink i tot mrs tay was very innocent de. hahhah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;oh yah. then i ran 25th in the cross country. i ran till want die le. then only get 25th. so disappointed sia. but still okay. i didnt expect that i still can get into top 25.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;then my brother's friend was so cute. this is part of our conversasion. (if u are him, then no offence meant. =D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;me: ur sch if english fail wun drop to NA?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;him: no lah. wun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;me: wah. so good. fuhua once fail overall english then will drop to NA liao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;him WAH! SO CUTE DE AH?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;me: wat the... where got cute?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;him: ur sch really very cute wat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;me: -.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;i was wondering wat he was thinking. considering that his english is sometimes fail, sometimes pass, i wonder how he will survive in fuhua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;so i changed my mind and decided to aim for jc instead. can learn more things and better bah. oh. plus a surprising thing was my brother's friend is learning the same sub that im gg to learn! er... maybe is the other way round. im learning the same subjects as him. but i think would have lesser chance of asking him 'how to do' questions. like i said. 1 reason of choosing the course (chem. + phy) is because my dad is pro at these. he told me when he was in uni (england) , his phy got 98 and his chemi got 96. full marks=100. gosh. how pro is that? then his math got 100/100. but somehow i keep on thinking his just bragging. or show off. maybe both. no wonder i love to brag and show off so much.is the genes. hahhah. heridity. so something like that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;so now ending the post. byebye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996847154851651321-4963729980541363842?l=look-at-u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/feeds/4963729980541363842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996847154851651321&amp;postID=4963729980541363842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/4963729980541363842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/4963729980541363842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/2007/10/today-after-mrs-tay-explained.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14822329967644512127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/S7gwDSnCgqI/AAAAAAAAANU/-JQjNayA3MA/S220/P1235_12-02-10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996847154851651321.post-2242600962374670654</id><published>2007-10-22T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T20:49:32.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;Im blur when i just woke up from sleep. But, if its a dream, then its the most wonderful dream i ever had. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;Oh! telling all my friends secret (not so secret after you read this)... I MAY BE GOING TO AUSTRALIA TO PLAY! and maybe ill even meet my childhood friend there. hahhah. i want to go to the disney there. it sounds fun. but im definately not buying presents back for friends. its just too expensive liao. hahhah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;i just did my e-learning stuffs. kao lorh. my com siao siao de. my msn also siao siao. then cannot open mirco-soft word and powerpoint. HOW TO DO THE SAVE THE ENVIRONMENT POWERPOINT??? someone help me please... and that sebas ah. so blur. keep on telling him to send me the contents of the english mircosoft word not the file cause i cannot open. then he keep on sending the file over. so angry at him. but thx for helping anyway sebas and bearbear(the one who help me in the end)&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;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;just because its ______ doesnt mean that you can threaten me. just because its ______ also doesn mean that i have to keep up with your nonsense. dun use her as an excuse to shut us up. i know its becuse you're jealous that you are left out. you keep on saying that you have no friends. did you ever try to make some? complaining isnt going to help u. why dun u just try to find mistakes on yourself and change for the better? why do you keep on finding mistakes on others instead of yourelf? why dun you ever even bother to change when someone point out your mistakes? why dun you ever try to look for the answers on yourself rather than to push the blame on others? im not gonna defend for you anymore cos now even i cant tolerate you any longer.&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/5996847154851651321-2242600962374670654?l=look-at-u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/feeds/2242600962374670654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996847154851651321&amp;postID=2242600962374670654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/2242600962374670654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/2242600962374670654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-not-really-sure-if-im-dreaming-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14822329967644512127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/S7gwDSnCgqI/AAAAAAAAANU/-JQjNayA3MA/S220/P1235_12-02-10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996847154851651321.post-4761995940050259014</id><published>2007-10-14T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T16:13:49.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;PEOPLE! im doing a survey. please vote. choose 1 or 2. no others. and be serious please...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Do you consider me to be...&lt;br /&gt;A natural leader &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Outgoing and Loud &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Quite and Shy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Competitive &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Withdrawn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Energetic and Creative &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Serious and Mature &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Silly and Immature &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Insane &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Mellow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Controlling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996847154851651321-4761995940050259014?l=look-at-u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/feeds/4761995940050259014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996847154851651321&amp;postID=4761995940050259014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/4761995940050259014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/4761995940050259014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/2007/10/people-im-doing-survey.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14822329967644512127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/S7gwDSnCgqI/AAAAAAAAANU/-JQjNayA3MA/S220/P1235_12-02-10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996847154851651321.post-4434037721589047120</id><published>2007-10-14T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T21:15:59.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Your past life diagnosis:&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how you feel about it, but you were male in your last earthly incarnation.You were born somewhere in the territory of modern Scotland around the year 1475. Your profession was that of a artist, magician or fortune teller.&lt;br /&gt;Your brief psychological profile in your past life:As a natural talent in psychology, you knew how to use your opportunities. Cold-blooded and calm in any situation.&lt;br /&gt;The lesson that your last past life brought to your present incarnation:The timid, lonely and self-confident people are everywhere, and your task is to overcome these tendencies in yourself and then to help other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;lol! im a male in my past life. the website is adapted from wei jie's. hahhah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996847154851651321-4434037721589047120?l=look-at-u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/feeds/4434037721589047120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996847154851651321&amp;postID=4434037721589047120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/4434037721589047120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/4434037721589047120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/2007/10/your-past-life-diagnosis-i-dont-know.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14822329967644512127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/S7gwDSnCgqI/AAAAAAAAANU/-JQjNayA3MA/S220/P1235_12-02-10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996847154851651321.post-7431089553245076153</id><published>2007-10-11T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T20:18:57.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHOOO!!! CONGRATULATIONS TO ALL 2I3 MEMEBRS! WE MANAGED TO LAST THOUGHOUT THE EXAMS PERIOD WITHOUT ANYONE FAINTING OR GETTING SICK!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but why do i have the feeling that sure someone is sure to fall sick after the exams??? but it seems that everytime after common test or important exams, there will be a disease that would be spread in the class. mid year is got flu and coughing. den shermaine a.k.a snake and i would debate is who started the diease first. hahhah. eh heh eh heh eh hehhehheh... then todae after the math field test i went totally &lt;em&gt;bonkers&lt;/em&gt;... i was like 'whoo exams over!' 'can slack like &lt;em&gt;siao&lt;/em&gt; liao' 'everybody lets &lt;em&gt;choing&lt;/em&gt; home to sleep!' ahhahhahhah... den like a lot of people staring at me. the home econs i broke record. 20min do finish liao. even faster than my lit. i was so &lt;em&gt;sian&lt;/em&gt;... haas...&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;lets write some emo stuffs... first i lack money... lack $$$$... den lack sleep also... gonna die soon. lucky i wear glasses, if not my panda eye even more obvious... er... i know these are not emo stuffs, but den, i not emo &lt;em&gt;mah&lt;/em&gt;, so no emo stuffs to write. hehheh. =x&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;then todae at the bus stop very funny... the strawberry keep on &lt;em&gt;di siao&lt;/em&gt; me and bear, keep on spraying water at us. then also say what zeling and bear like this guy (not true), then bear just said 'ai ya to you everybody like that guy. in your eyes even if we just talk to him also like. why &lt;em&gt;leh??&lt;/em&gt; because you jealous mah. ai yo. TUAN HE IS A GIGOLO(or something like that, but basically it means gay)' hahhahhah. then tuan he shut up liao. so funny lorh... i laught till i cried.i dun tink anybody can &lt;em&gt;shuo de guo&lt;/em&gt; bear bear. pro kia &lt;em&gt;lai de&lt;/em&gt;. &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;tats all for now &lt;em&gt;ta-ta!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996847154851651321-7431089553245076153?l=look-at-u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/feeds/7431089553245076153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996847154851651321&amp;postID=7431089553245076153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/7431089553245076153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/7431089553245076153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/2007/10/whooo-congratulations-to-all-2i3.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14822329967644512127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/S7gwDSnCgqI/AAAAAAAAANU/-JQjNayA3MA/S220/P1235_12-02-10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996847154851651321.post-6794863275595775157</id><published>2007-08-25T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T15:55:47.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;WHOO!!! i am going to japan! and its on next friday! oh yeah! my dad promised to change $300 dollars for me to spend. and i get to spend finish all! and i need to buy a new bag, two new pairs of shoes, new stationeries, clothes, etc. so, im so sorry if i spend till theres no more money to buy things for you guys... but ill try :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;people i'm buying for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;mom and dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;chen yu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;shu wen aka bear bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;priscilla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;my church teachers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;keay hoon&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;phew... need to save a lot of money for them... lets just wish that they will bring us go shopping... oh yeah... &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;bye for now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996847154851651321-6794863275595775157?l=look-at-u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/feeds/6794863275595775157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996847154851651321&amp;postID=6794863275595775157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/6794863275595775157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/6794863275595775157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/2007/08/whoo-i-am-going-to-japan-and-its-on.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14822329967644512127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/S7gwDSnCgqI/AAAAAAAAANU/-JQjNayA3MA/S220/P1235_12-02-10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996847154851651321.post-1977727271767629483</id><published>2007-08-11T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T17:14:49.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yes, yes, YES!!! FINALLY! get to use my computer... oh... imiss you so much my dear computer... oh. i'm feeling sooo hot! yesterday i went to the beach and i got sun burned... i did apply sunblock lotion but i think i applied it a bit late. i got sunburned then i put on the lotion. hahhah. guess it didnt work.&lt;/span&gt; then, i went to the library and met shermaine and saw her brother as well. hey. guess what??? i'm finally blacker than shermaine!!! but then look as if im more redder than her. then shu wen was even more funnier. she was red from her fase to her toe! all her body parts that was never covered by her clothes were red... hahhah. the her face even funnier! her eyelids and below the eye that part not red. then her face was red. i was going into the cinema when she smsed me and said that a lot of people were staring at her and she could feel the burn and heat in her hands. guess what i replied? i said "of courser they staring at you! a red bear! gosh! a rare species!" hahhah... then i went to watch rush hour 3. it was so funny man! i was laughing till i started coughing again. but i wouldn't recomand kids to go. there was this part where they captured a french guy and counldn't communicate with him. so they called a nun to translate for them. the french guy was scolding the bad words at them-lee and carter, then they called the nun to tranlate all those bad words. then they got all the spelling wrong. as in like they couldn't scold the full word because of the nun, so they sort of said only the first letter of all the bad words. "tell him his a mw!(suppose to be mf(mother f*****)) " then they got all the letters wrong. ahhah... then say what to be a american got height limit. lame, but funny.and very"dot dot dot" they got all those kissing scene. eww... the girl beside me was like"eww... thats disgusting!" all the time. hahhah. oh. i got to go now... bye bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996847154851651321-1977727271767629483?l=look-at-u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/feeds/1977727271767629483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996847154851651321&amp;postID=1977727271767629483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/1977727271767629483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/1977727271767629483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/2007/08/yes-yes-yes-finally-get-to-use-my.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14822329967644512127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/S7gwDSnCgqI/AAAAAAAAANU/-JQjNayA3MA/S220/P1235_12-02-10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996847154851651321.post-8586571215656643585</id><published>2007-06-19T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T19:58:31.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;okay... lets see. i went to a church camp, met rebacca and her sister kimberly (i think wrong spelling), venassa. and turns out that rebacca and my birthday are the same. heh. finally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;then i went to church every sunday morning. quite fun. but they repeat the same message again and again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;haven't do my homework yet. message to beiling ~better not go to school on monday. wei qiang is very mad at you.~ end of message&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;now i still have two zhou ji and one english compo. I MISS MATH!!! (most probaly because thats the only subject that im good at.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;things i want most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;~new clothes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;~cai lao shi to come back and teach us chinese (please don't let it be the chinese history teacher!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;~a laptop (that i don't have to share with anybody else)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;~a new handphone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;~a new mp3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;~a new spectacle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;~maybe just a new older brother (just kidding)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;~a new drawer (don't worry keay hoon, ghost really don't hide inside i think they hide in haunted mansion or houses)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;~new comics!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;~200 bucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;whew... thats a long list. now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;things that i want to change most about myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;~don't laugh so easily. little things ill laugh and then i can't control myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;~stop saying "oh my god" and "shit"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;~stop scolding my brother "pig" (maybe i'll just cancel this. my brother says i won't change. maybe i won't after all! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;okay. done.&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/5996847154851651321-8586571215656643585?l=look-at-u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/feeds/8586571215656643585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996847154851651321&amp;postID=8586571215656643585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/8586571215656643585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/8586571215656643585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/2007/06/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14822329967644512127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/S7gwDSnCgqI/AAAAAAAAANU/-JQjNayA3MA/S220/P1235_12-02-10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996847154851651321.post-188567737400139854</id><published>2007-06-01T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T19:13:09.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;WTF!!! they have a party for cai lao shi n they never told me... kinda piis wif them... nrm. i forgive all of u... jus jkjk... heh... anyway i tink tat most of us is gg to not lyk tis new teach. y? cos is the chinese history teacher. if u go to our class blog n c the tagboard (links), u'll noe y. still, im pissed off as they never tell mi bout the party. but even if i go all i can do is to make her angry? or mayb is they *gu yi* dun tell mi. cos they hate me. yah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those who read wat i wrote up there, its not true...&lt;br /&gt;finally, thx for listening to all those craps. i wrote. bye~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996847154851651321-188567737400139854?l=look-at-u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/feeds/188567737400139854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996847154851651321&amp;postID=188567737400139854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/188567737400139854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/188567737400139854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/2007/06/wtf-they-have-party-for-cai-lao-shi-n.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14822329967644512127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/S7gwDSnCgqI/AAAAAAAAANU/-JQjNayA3MA/S220/P1235_12-02-10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996847154851651321.post-7085131561825362057</id><published>2007-05-23T11:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T11:56:27.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;XINGNAN,RAWK ON! $75 for the dinner, then $5 for the carnival. should i go? hmmm... "Official Opening of Xingnan Heritage Museum" that is so cool! w00t! hehheh its last year:)  is chen yu, annie, dexter, yan teng, ingrid, wei ting, shao ying, lynn, jian yang, hui ling going? then should i go? should i huh? recently downloaded the song "graduation (forever friends)". still sounds nice though i heard it so many times. missed 6D'05 soooo much. wonder if they miss me too? let me try to learn how to play the graduation song before i go back. hehheh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;okae. lets now talk about what happened in school these days. i ended my friendship with keay hoon. i just realised that shes more childish than me. not in terms of actions but in terms on thinking. shes thinks that someone snatch away her friends. what is she thinking? true friends do not get snatched away so easily. if really got snatched away, then you can forget about treating her as a good friend. then keay hoon even said to her to return her friends to her. whats done is done, and cannot to undone. why is she still clinging on to her hatred? i know its hard to forget (just as what you have done to me) but u shouldn't ... ... i mean if you want to hate me then there is nothing  i can do, but "brainwash" is so nonsensical. please do not think that you are very matured if you are not. now did i know that you made friends with me is just because of an other person. i don't want to say her name as i don't want to pull her down with me. she want to get close to me because you know i will introduce you to her. haas... don want to say le. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;byeZ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996847154851651321-7085131561825362057?l=look-at-u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/feeds/7085131561825362057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996847154851651321&amp;postID=7085131561825362057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/7085131561825362057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/7085131561825362057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/2007/05/xingnanrawk-on-75-for-dinner-then-5-for.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14822329967644512127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/S7gwDSnCgqI/AAAAAAAAANU/-JQjNayA3MA/S220/P1235_12-02-10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996847154851651321.post-6364422947691364866</id><published>2007-05-05T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T21:09:29.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;SHIT MAN! these days while sleeping, my leg will "chou jin"... damn pain... till i cant sleep again... haas... then u noe wad? i dreamt of him! at least i think it was... someone lyk him then... we were on some kind of a date... then he smiled :) ... OMG! he looked so shuai !!! then he went to play basketball and soooo many girls went ga-ga over him... they were cheering for him... "gogogo! u r the best!!! we love u to bits!"... n the weirdest of all im one of the girls... its lyk soo damn crazy! im never gg to act lyk tat! its so... disgusting man! then after tat he came towards me and kissed me on my cheek! then the other moment he was gone! then i woke up. guess its too gd to be true huh? haaassss... then i started to cry... cried, n cried... while crying all in things in my mind went back when he was with me. all i was thinking was "i miss u, i wish u were here wif me, i like u. pls come back." i finally realised tat i missed him so much... i didn realise tat i was crushing on him so badly... n im also quite glad tat he doesn noe my blog. but still missed him alot. dun tink crying would bring him back to me. i really wished tat i was back when i was a kid n he used to protect me... we used to play together everytime our family gathered together... sit up, push ups, at the playground, at the swings. almost everywhere. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;now i realised tat all my childhood friends migrated... when i mean childhood i really meant childhood. not as in when i was primary school then i gt to noe them. as in when i was born i already noe them. HE was my friend since i was born. V(another childsood friend) was there when i was born. SHE was there when i was born. and all of them migrated. HE went to aus. SHE went to england. V went to USA. they all went, n i was the only person left. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;but im really grateful to CY. she was the 1 to pull me up when i fall down. although we have only been friends for 3 years, i can tell her anything!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;n my PRIS! ur the best!  W00T!!! gt to noe u when i was p3! gd luck 4 ur exams n may u score 90 plus 4 all ur exams! (unlyk me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996847154851651321-6364422947691364866?l=look-at-u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/feeds/6364422947691364866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996847154851651321&amp;postID=6364422947691364866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/6364422947691364866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/6364422947691364866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/2007/05/shit-man-these-days-while-sleeping-my.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14822329967644512127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/S7gwDSnCgqI/AAAAAAAAANU/-JQjNayA3MA/S220/P1235_12-02-10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996847154851651321.post-8434872432779726347</id><published>2007-05-05T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T20:40:08.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;test for Dementia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"It's that time of year to take our annual senior citizen test."Exercise of the brain is as important as exercise of the muscles.   As we grow older, it's important that we keep mentally alert  The saying; "If you  don't use it, you will lose it" also applies to the brain, so..  Below is a very private way to gauge your loss or non-loss of intelligence.So, take the following test presented here and determine if you are losing  it or are still "with it,"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The spaces below are so you don't see the  answers until you have made your answer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;OK, relax, clear your mind and ... begin....... &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;1. What do you put in a toaster? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Answer: "bread."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;If you said "toast," then give up now and go do something  else.   Try not to hurt yourself.   If you said, "bread," go to Question 2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;2. Say "silk" five times.   Now spell "silk."  What do cows drink?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Answer: Cows drink water.   If you said "milk," please do notattempt the next question.   Your brain is obviously over stressed and may even overheat.   It may be that you need to content yourself with reading something more appropriate such as Children's World.   If you said "water" then proceed to question 3.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;3. If a red house is made from red bricks and a blue house is made  from blue bricks and a pink house is made from pink bricks and a black house is made from black bricks, what is a green house made from?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; Answer: Greenhouses are made from glass.   If you said "greenbricks," what the devil are you still doing here reading these questions????? If you  said "glass," then go on to Question 4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;4. It's twenty years ago, and a plane is flying at 20,000 feet overGermany   (If you will recall, Germany at the time was politicallydivided into West Germany and East Germany.)  Anyway, during the flight, TWO ! of the engines fail.   The pilot, realizing that the last remaining engine is also failing, decides on a crash landing procedure.   Unfortunately the engine fails before he has time and the plane fatally crashes smack in the middle of "no man's land" between East Germany and West Germany.   Where would you  bury the survivors?   East Germany or West Germany or in "no man's land"? !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Answer: You don't, of course, bury survivors.    &lt;br /&gt;If you said ANYTHING else, you are a real dunce and you must NEVER try to rescue anyone from a plane crash.   Your efforts would not be appreciated.   If you said, "Don't bury the survivors", then proceed to the next question.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;5. Without using a calculator - You are driving a bus from London to Milford Haven in Wales.   In London, 17 people get on the bus.  In Reading, six peop! le get off the bus and nine people get on.  In Swindon, two people get off and four get on. In Cardiff, 11 people get off and 16 people get on. In Swansea, three people get off and five people get on In Carmathen, six people get off and three get on. You then arrive at  Milford Haven. What was the name of the bus driver?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Answer: Oh, for crying out loud!    &lt;br /&gt;Don't you remember your own name? It  was YOU!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996847154851651321-8434872432779726347?l=look-at-u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/feeds/8434872432779726347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996847154851651321&amp;postID=8434872432779726347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/8434872432779726347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/8434872432779726347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/2007/05/test-for-dementia-its-that-time-of-year.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14822329967644512127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/S7gwDSnCgqI/AAAAAAAAANU/-JQjNayA3MA/S220/P1235_12-02-10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996847154851651321.post-5847432994572993022</id><published>2007-05-05T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T20:35:22.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;STUPID QUESTIONS WITH THE SMART ANSWERS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;BOY : May I hold your hand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;GIRL : No thanks, it isn't heavy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;GIRL : Say you love me! Say you love me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;BOY : You love me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;GIRL : If we become engaged will you give me a ring??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;BOY : Sure, what's your phone number??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;GIRL : I think the poorest people are the happiest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;BOY : Then marry me and we'll be the happiest couple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;GIRL : Darling, I want to dance like this forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;BOY : Don't you ever want to improve??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;BOY : I love you and I could die for you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;GIRL : How soon??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;BOY : I would go to the end of the world for you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;GIRL : Yes, but would you stay there??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;SHARON : Have you ever had a hot passionate, burning kiss??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;TRACY : I did once. He'd forgotten to take the cigarette out of his mouth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;MAN : You remind me of the sea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;WOMAN : Because I'm wild, romantic and exciting?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;MAN : NO, because you make me sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;WIFE : You tell a man something, it goes in one ear and comes out of the other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;HUSBAND : You tell a woman something: It goes in both ears and comes out of the mouth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;MARY : John says I'm pretty. Andy says I'm ugly.What do u think, Peter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;PETER : A bit of both. I think you're pretty ugly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;1) Girlfriend : "...And are you sure you love me and no one else ?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Boyfriend : "Dead Sure! I checked the whole list again yesterday".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;2) Teacher : "Which is more important to us, the sun or the moon?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Pupil : "The moon".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Teacher : "Why?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Pupil : "The moon gives us light at night when we need it but the sun givesus light only in the day time when we don't need it".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;3) Teacher : "What do you call a person who keeps on talking when people are no longer interested?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Pupil : "A teacher".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;4) Waiter : "Would you like your coffee black?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Customer : "What other colors do you have?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;5) My father is so old that when he was in school, history was called current affairs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;6) Teacher : "Sam, you talk a lot !"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sam : "It's a family tradition".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Teacher : "What do you mean?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sam : "Sir, my grandpa was a street hawker, my father is a teacher".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Teacher : "What about your mother?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sam : "She's a woman".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;7) Tom : "How should I convey the news to my father that I've failed?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;David: "You just send a telegram: Result declared, past year's performance repeated".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;8) Teacher : "Now, children, if I saw a man beating a donkey and stopped him, what virtue would I be showing?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Student : "Brotherly love".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;9) Teacher : "Now, Sam, tell me frankly do you say prayers before eating?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sam : "No sir, I don't have to, my mom is a good cook".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;10) Patient : "What are the chances of my recovering doctor?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Doctor : "One hundred percent. Medical records show that nine out of tenpeople die of the disease you have. Yours is the tenth case I've treated.The others all died".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;11) Teacher : " Can anybody give an example of  COINCIDENCE?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;One Student : "Sir, my Mother and Father got married on the same day and at the same time."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;12) Teacher : " George Washington not only chopped down his father's Cherrytree, but also admitted doing it.Now do you know why his father didn't punish him ?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;One Student: " Because George still had the axe in is hand."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996847154851651321-5847432994572993022?l=look-at-u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/feeds/5847432994572993022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996847154851651321&amp;postID=5847432994572993022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/5847432994572993022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/5847432994572993022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/2007/05/stupid-questions-with-smart-answers-boy.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14822329967644512127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/S7gwDSnCgqI/AAAAAAAAANU/-JQjNayA3MA/S220/P1235_12-02-10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996847154851651321.post-7303241573569614494</id><published>2007-04-01T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T20:24:46.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;WHAT TREE DID YOU FALL FROM?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Find your birthday and then find your tree. This is really cool and somewhat accurate. &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;Jan 01 to Jan 11 - Fir Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jan 12 to Jan 24 - Elm Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jan 25 to Feb 03 - Cypress Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Feb 04 to Feb 08 - Poplar Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Feb 09 to Feb 18 - Cedar Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Feb 19 to Feb 28 - Pine Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mar 01 to Mar 10 - Weeping Willow Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mar 11 to Mar 20 - Lime Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mar 21 (only) - Oak Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mar 22 to Mar 31 - Hazelnut Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Apr 01 to Apr 10 - Rowan Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Apr 11 to Apr 20 - Maple Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Apr 21 to Apr 30 - Walnut Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;May 01 to May 14 - Poplar Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;May 15 to May 24 - Chestnut Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;May 25 to Jun 03 - Ash Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jun 04 to Jun 13 - Hornbeam Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jun 14 to Jun 23 - Fig Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jun 24 (only) - Birch Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jun 25 to Jul 04 - Apple Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jul 05 to Jul 14 - Fir Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jul 15 to Jul 25 - Elm Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jul 26 to Aug 04 - Cypress Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Aug 05 to Aug 13 - Poplar Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Aug 14 to Aug 23 - Cedar Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Aug 24 to Sep 02 - Pine Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sep 03 to Sep 12 - Weeping Willow Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sep 13 to Sep 22 - Lime Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sep 23 (only) - Olive Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sep 24 to Oct 03 - Hazelnut Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oct 04 to Oct 13 - Rowan Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oct 14 to Oct 23 - Maple Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oct 24 to Nov 11 - Walnut Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nov 12 to Nov 21 - Chestnut Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nov 22 to Dec 01 - Ash Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dec 02 to Dec 11 - Hornbeam Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dec 12 to Dec 21 - Fig Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dec 22 (only) - Beech Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dec 23 to Jan 01 - Apple Tree&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;TREES (in alphabetical order)&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;Apple Tree (Love) -- quiet and shy at times, lots of charm, appeal, and attraction, pleasant attitude, flirtatious smile, adventurous, sensitive, loyal in love, wants to love and be loved, faithful and tender partner, very generous, many talents, loves children, needs affectionate partner.&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;Ash Tree (Ambition) -- extremely attractive, vivacious, impulsive, demanding, does not care for criticism, ambitious, intelligent, talented, likes to play with fate, can be very egotistic, reliable, restless lover, sometimes money rules over the heart, demands attention, needs love and much emotional support.&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;Beech Tree (Creative) -- has good taste, concerned about its looks, materialistic, good organization of life and career, economical, good leader, takes no unnecessary risks, reasonable, splendid lifetime companion, keen on keeping fit (diets, sports, etc.).&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;Birch Tree (Inspiration) -- vivacious, attractive, elegant,friendly, unpretentious, modest, does not like anything in excess, abhors the vulgar, loves life in nature and in calm, not very passionate, full of imagination, little ambition, creates a calm and content atmosphere.&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;Cedar Tree (Confidence) -- of rare strength, knows how to adapt, likes unexpected presents, of good health, not in the least shy, tends to look down on others, self-confident, a great speaker, determined, often impatient, likes to impress others, has many talents, industrious, healthy optimism, waits for the one true love, able to make quick decisions.&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;Chestnut Tree (Honesty) -- of unusual stature, impressive,well-developed sense of justice, fun to be around, a planner, born diplomat, can be irritated easily, sensitive of others feelings, hard worker, sometimes acts superior, feels not understood at times, fiercely family oriented, very loyal in love, physically fit.&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;Cypress Tree (Faithfulness) -- strong, muscular, adaptable, takes what life has to give but doesn't necessarily like it, strives to be content, optimistic, wants to be financially independent, wants love and affection, hates loneliness, passionate lover which cannot be satisfied, faithful, quick-tempered at times, can be unruly and careless, loves togain knowledge, needs to be needed.&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;Elm Tree (Noble-mindedness) -- pleasant shape, tasteful clothes, modest demands, tends not to forgive mistakes, cheerful, likes to lead but not to obey, honest and faithful partner, likes making decisions for others, noble-minded, generous, good sense of humor, practical.&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;Fig Tree (Sensibility) -- very strong minded, a bit self-willed, honest, loyal, independent, hates contradiction or arguments, hard worker when wants to be, loves life and friends, enjoys children and animals, sexually oriented, great sense of humor, has artistic talent and great intelligence.&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;Fir tree (Mysterious) -- extraordinary taste, handles stress well, loves anything beautiful, stubborn, tends to care for those close to them, hard to trust others, yet a social butterfly, likes idleness and laziness after long demanding hours at work, rather modest, talented, unselfish, many friends, very reliable.&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;Hazelnut Tree (Extraordinary) -- charming, sense of humor, very demanding but can also be very understanding, knows how to make a lasting impression, active fighter for social causes and politics, popular, quite moody, sexually oriented, honest, a perfectionist, has a precise sense of judgment and expects complete fairness.&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;Hornbeam Tree (Good Taste) -- of cool beauty, cares for its looks and condition, good taste, is not egoistic, makes life as comfortable as possible, leads a reasonable and disciplined life, looks for kindness and acknowledgment in an emotional partner, dreams of unusual lovers, is seldom happy with its feelings, mistrusts most people, is never sure of its decisions, very conscientious.&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;Lime Tree (Doubt) - intelligent, hard working, accepts what life dishes out, but not before trying to change bad circumstances into good ones, hates fighting and stress, enjoys getaway vacations, may appear tough, but is actually soft and relenting, always willing to make sacrifices for family and friends, has many talents but not always enough time touse them, great leadership qualities, is jealous at times but extremely loyal.&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;Maple Tree (Independence of Mind) -- no ordinary person, full of imagination and originality, shy and reserved, ambitious, proud, self-confident, hungers for new experiences, sometimes nervous, has many complexities, good memory, learns easily, complicated love life, wants to impress.&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;Oak Tree (Brave) -- robust nature, courageous, strong, unrelenting, independent, sensible, does not like change, keeps its feet on the ground, person of action.&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;Olive Tree (Wisdom) -- loves sun, warmth and kind feelings, reasonable, balanced, avoids aggression and violence, tolerant, cheerful, calm, well-developed sense of justice, sensitive, empathetic, free of jealousy, loves to read and the company of sophisticated people.&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;Pine Tree (Peacemaker) -- loves agreeable company, craves peace and harmony, loves to help others, active imagination, likes to write poetry, not fashion conscious, great compassion, friendly to all, falls strongly in love but will leave if betrayed or lied to, emotionally soft, low self esteem, needs affection and reassurance.&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;Poplar Tree (Uncertainty) -- looks very decorative, talented, not very self-confident, extremely courageous if necessary, needs goodwill and pleasant surroundings, very choosy, often color=#0000ff&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Weeping Willow (Melancholy) - likes to be stress free, loves family life, full of hopes and dreams, attractive, very empathetic, loves anything beautiful, musically inclined, loves to travel to exotic places, restless, capricious, honest, can be influenced but is not easy to live with when pressured, sometimes demanding, good intuition, suffers in love until they find that one loyal, steadfast partner; loves to make others laugh.&lt;br /&gt;Up to you to measure the tree its yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rgds.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996847154851651321-7303241573569614494?l=look-at-u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/feeds/7303241573569614494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996847154851651321&amp;postID=7303241573569614494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/7303241573569614494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996847154851651321/posts/default/7303241573569614494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-at-u.blogspot.com/2007/04/what-tree-did-you-fall-from-find-your.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14822329967644512127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFuYPny205c/S7gwDSnCgqI/AAAAAAAAANU/-JQjNayA3MA/S220/P1235_12-02-10.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
