<?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-27210212</id><updated>2011-07-29T04:56:37.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[-God Leads our Lives-]</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>188</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-9171547068035349484</id><published>2010-10-18T11:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T11:47:54.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yHc6zbN7wJg"&gt; 1 &lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rx8nVzZ_kJI"&gt; 2 &lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JGsA8fle_9U"&gt; 3 &lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UQ4rTEpz4Jo"&gt; 4 &lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-9171547068035349484?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/9171547068035349484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=9171547068035349484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/9171547068035349484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/9171547068035349484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2010_10_01_archive.html#9171547068035349484' title=''/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-385689128249657464</id><published>2010-10-15T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T19:50:03.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Your Type is&lt;br /&gt;ESFP&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Strength of the preferences %&lt;br /&gt;Extraverted 1&lt;div&gt;Sensing 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feeling 75&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perceiving 22&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qualitative analysis of your type formula&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are:&lt;br /&gt;slightly expressed extravert&lt;br /&gt;slightly expressed sensing personality&lt;br /&gt;distinctively expressed feeling personality&lt;br /&gt;slightly expressed perceiving personality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 12px; border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://keirsey.com/images/headers/Artisan_performer.jpg" alt="Artisan Portrait of the Performer (ESFP)" style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; " /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#b0201f;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Performers&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; have the special ability, even among the Artisans, to delight those around them with their warmth, their good humor, and with their often extraordinary skills in music, comedy, and drama. Whether on the job, with friends, or with their families, Performers are exciting and full of fun, and their great social interest lies in stimulating those around them to take a break from work and worry, to lighten up and enjoy life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Performers are plentiful, something over ten percent of the population, and this is fortunate, because they bring pleasure to so many of us. Performers are the people for whom it can truly be said "all the world's a stage." Born entertainers, they love the excitement of playing to an audience, and will quickly become the center of attention wherever they are. Performers aren't comfortable being alone, and seek the company of others whenever possible-which they usually find, for they make wonderful playmates. Performers are smooth, talkative, and witty; they always seem to know the latest jokes and stories, and are quick with wisecracks and wordplay-nothing is so serious or sacred that it can't be made fun of. Performers also like to live in the fast lane, and seem up on the latest fashions of dress, food, drink, and music. Lively and uninhibited, Performers are the life of the party, always trying to create in those around them a mood of eat, drink, and be merry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the other Artisans, Performers are incurably optimistic - "Always look on the bright side," is their motto - and they will avoid worries and troubles by ignoring them as long as possible. They are also the most generous of all the types, and second only to the Composer Artisans [ISFPs] in kindness. Performers haven't a mean or stingy bone in their body-what's theirs is yours-and they seem to have little idea of saving or conserving. They give what they have to one and all without expectation of reward, just as they love freely, and without expecting anything in return. In so many ways, Performers view life as an eternal cornucopia from which flows an endless supply of pleasures.The Performers' talent for enjoying life is healthy for the most part, though it also makes them more subject to temptations than the other types. Pleasure seems to be an end in itself for them, and variety is the spice of life. And so Performers are open to trying almost anything that promises them a good time, not always giving enough thought to the consequences.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-385689128249657464?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/385689128249657464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=385689128249657464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/385689128249657464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/385689128249657464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2010_10_01_archive.html#385689128249657464' title=''/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-1650662863905829809</id><published>2010-10-09T19:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T19:56:03.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VitzmH4daQ0"&gt; 1 &lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7BaQpmPseQo"&gt; 2 &lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x8CyUJaKzNw"&gt; 3 &lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kNSuST2yg-4"&gt; 4 &lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Emg3JuxtD_I"&gt; 5 &lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-1650662863905829809?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/1650662863905829809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=1650662863905829809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/1650662863905829809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/1650662863905829809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2010_10_01_archive.html#1650662863905829809' title=''/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-2724339733801940634</id><published>2010-10-08T17:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T18:33:57.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mvCnbE4FD08"&gt; 2010-10-01 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=weal7TY48EM"&gt; 2010-10-04 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_sQQNnUCXsk"&gt; 2010-10-04 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CFbUoZMpC_E"&gt; 2010-10-05 &lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kgBK2o91VLM"&gt; 2010-10-06 &lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z6CX0Nih3BA"&gt; 2010-10-07 &lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-2724339733801940634?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/2724339733801940634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=2724339733801940634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/2724339733801940634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/2724339733801940634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2010_10_01_archive.html#2724339733801940634' title=''/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-5561569863479310516</id><published>2010-10-04T21:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T21:02:47.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One out of duty. One out of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/duty&lt;br /&gt;1/love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha to life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-5561569863479310516?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/5561569863479310516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=5561569863479310516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/5561569863479310516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/5561569863479310516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2010_10_01_archive.html#5561569863479310516' title=''/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-7642483488144923104</id><published>2010-10-04T20:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T21:00:53.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if I should calculate, today was definitely even. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahaha for the first time street jazz was really really fun. &lt;br /&gt;Bryan's super funny and a really good teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random ramblings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-7642483488144923104?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/7642483488144923104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=7642483488144923104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/7642483488144923104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/7642483488144923104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2010_10_01_archive.html#7642483488144923104' title=''/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-4088275148178546901</id><published>2010-10-02T21:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T21:24:44.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IY: &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7TL2HXP4UjI"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m-zNLKht3F4"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mTpVZ6oxzAs"&gt;3&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9O89DqpEQIk"&gt;4&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t-nyFy7ud0Y"&gt;5&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wgm horror &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href= ""&gt; 6 &lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wgm adam &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href= "http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CyuakWdKs-4"&gt; 1 &lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href= "http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GkcjuBx-9NY"&gt; 2 &lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-4088275148178546901?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/4088275148178546901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=4088275148178546901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/4088275148178546901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/4088275148178546901'/><link 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href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HZt8EJ6woVs"&gt;4&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AveQy18xm7g"&gt;5&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-3494314817717488220?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/3494314817717488220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=3494314817717488220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/3494314817717488220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/3494314817717488220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2010_09_01_archive.html#3494314817717488220' title='wgm :D'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-1976960866383388459</id><published>2010-09-12T16:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T16:20:45.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i suddenly feel like tying my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only problem is that my hair's too short ):&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;back to studying for chemistry &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-1976960866383388459?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/1976960866383388459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=1976960866383388459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/1976960866383388459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/1976960866383388459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2010_09_01_archive.html#1976960866383388459' title=''/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-80494887541767640</id><published>2010-09-11T21:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T21:17:50.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>火柴天堂 - 曾沛慈</title><content type='html'>this is seriously the saddest, most touching song i've heard in AGES. it's so sadly sweet.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, 宋体; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;div id="T_33" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;走在寒冷下雪的夜空&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="T_38" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;卖着火柴温饱我的梦&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="T_43" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;一步步冰冻 一步步寂寞&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="T_49" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;人情寒冷冰冻我的手&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="T_55" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;一包火柴燃烧我的心&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="T_60" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;寒冷夜里挡不住前行&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="T_65" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;风刺我的脸 雪割我的口&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="T_71" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;拖着脚步还能走多久&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="T_71" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="T_79" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;有谁来买我的火柴&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="T_84" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;有谁将一根根希望全部点燃&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="T_90" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;有谁来买我的孤单&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="T_95" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;有谁来实现我想家的呼唤&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="T_95" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="T_107" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;每次点燃火柴 微微光芒&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="T_111" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;看到希望 看到梦想&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="T_112" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;看见天上的妈妈说话&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="T_116" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;她说你要勇敢 你要坚强&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="T_118" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;不要害怕 不要慌张&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="T_120" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;让你从此不必再流浪&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="T_123" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;每次点燃火柴 微微光芒&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="T_126" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;看到希望 看到梦想&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="T_128" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;看见天上的妈妈说话&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="T_131" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;她说你要勇敢 你要坚强&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="T_133" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;不要害怕 不要慌张&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="T_135" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;让你从此不必再流浪&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="T_139" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;妈妈牵着你的手回家&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="T_143" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;睡在温暖花开的天堂&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="T_143" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="T_167" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;一包火柴燃烧我的心&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="T_173" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;寒冷夜里挡不住前行&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="T_178" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;风刺我的脸 雪割我的口&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="T_183" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;拖着脚步还能走多久&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="T_183" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="T_191" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;有谁来买我的火柴&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="T_196" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;有谁将一根根希望全部点燃&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="T_201" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;有谁来买我的孤单&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="T_206" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;有谁来实现我想家的呼唤&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="T_206" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="T_213" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;每次点燃火柴 微微光芒&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="T_217" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;看到希望 看到梦想&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="T_219" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;看见天上的妈妈说话&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="T_222" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;她说你要勇敢 你要坚强&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="T_225" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;不要害怕 不要慌张&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="T_227" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;让你从此不必再流浪&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="T_230" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;每次点燃火柴 微微光芒&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="T_232" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;看到希望 看到梦想&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="T_234" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;看见天上的妈妈说话&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="T_237" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;她说你要勇敢 你要坚强&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="T_239" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;不要害怕 不要慌张&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="T_241" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;让你从此不必再流浪&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="T_246" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;妈妈牵着你的手回家&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="T_251" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;睡在温暖花开的天堂&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-80494887541767640?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/80494887541767640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>[IMG]http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i303/connectionbug/58854701.jpg[/IMG]&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xiaozhu imitating avatar! :D so cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-8968252847936300594?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/8968252847936300594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=8968252847936300594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/8968252847936300594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/8968252847936300594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2010_03_01_archive.html#8968252847936300594' title=''/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-3048326572250551621</id><published>2010-02-08T18:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T21:20:07.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think it's very sad that if in 5 or 10 years time i meet you on the street, we'll be as distant as strangers.&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think it's very sad that if i die now, it will only make a difference for a few days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think it's very sad that no matter how strong a relationship may seem there is always a breaking point. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and thus ends andrea's philosophical statements.&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/27210212-3048326572250551621?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/3048326572250551621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=3048326572250551621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/3048326572250551621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/3048326572250551621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2010_02_01_archive.html#3048326572250551621' title=''/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-14355848683790897</id><published>2009-11-16T04:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T05:35:23.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i don't really know why i'm writing here but since this is like the only form of diary or record of stuff no matter how dead or not that i keep and no one really reads it anyway. but there's one person i really hope reads this.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just came back from NCO camp and it was quite fun and we learnt alot in general. changing parades, drills, games.. but that's not what i want to write about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know this may sound very childish or ridiculous or whatever but it's really what i feel, and since only three people will understand it (one being me, unless one of the other two has told someone else which i highly doubt) i'm going to be very frank.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you know when you threatened me maybe just to get me to shut up i was very very shocked. i seriously never thought you were that kind of person. firstly, what she was tying it the right way and i was simply trying to point that out to you. i know it seems very minor but couldn't you see that you already made her stressed enough and by imposing your way on tying it on her she gets even more stressed? to begin with hers is right. so why can't you just let her do it her way? i mean yours is correct too but why do you NEED her to tie it as you do when hers works as well? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then, i simply tried to tell you what i just said above in a nice way. i mean after all you ARE a senior that's teaching us, you definitely know the stuff better than us and i wasn't really trying to challenge you. i always thought you were reasonable you know, and i thought you were the kind of senior who would truly listen when your junior has an opinion and admit it if you were wrong, that's why i even voiced out my thoughts to you. i honestly thought you would listen. but clearly i was very wrong. you know what you said was kinda like a huge slap for me. maybe you felt i was wrong and needed to wake up. well, i was really shocked. i mean you never ever struck me as the kind of senior who would say that kind of words. whether you yourself believe you meant it or not, i saw in your eyes that you really meant it. if it was almost any other senior that said it, whether they really meant it or not i probably would still have held my ground and persisted but in a way cause of your words i was seriously shaken and i backed off. because then i realised that hey, i really don't know you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can tell you frankly that i thought i knew you quite well for a junior and we were quite open with each other for a senior and junior. after about two years of interactions during cca trainings camps, and kayaking, i thought i understood roughly the kind of person you were. in a way i can also say that almost everyone in my batch had that same impression of you. we all thought you were one of the nicest seniors who is always there for us and would stand up for us. like when xxx was taking us for drills last time you were there sympathising and encouraging us.  but you know? now i can't say i know you. cause i've discovered i really seriously don't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe you think i am overreacting over a minor event but hey, i tell you from the bottom of my heart, those few words have successfully woken me up. i can safely tell you that i'll probably not forget this for quite awhile because honestly, no matter how cliched this sounds, your words struck deep. really deep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hope you'll get to read this here because i know that i'll probably never have the guts to tell you directly cause then it will create even further awkwardness between us which we will likely never ever get time to clear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i really learnt alot from NCO camp whether good or bad but this is what impacted me the most. i learnt that sometimes you can't just say anything to anyone cause you'll never know when it'll have a negative effect on them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;andrea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-14355848683790897?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/14355848683790897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=14355848683790897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/14355848683790897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/14355848683790897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2009_11_01_archive.html#14355848683790897' title=''/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-9182401056139645263</id><published>2009-04-01T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T23:30:25.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm watching green forest, my home.&lt;br /&gt;the part where william and sophie are in the hospital and william goes "wo bu zhi dao wo bu zhi dao"&lt;br /&gt;and the part where owen finds out sophie got pseudomonas.&lt;br /&gt;and the part where owen scolds sophie for trying to discharge. &lt;br /&gt;and also the part where owen promises to take care of sophie.&lt;br /&gt;it's like deja vu.&lt;br /&gt;i think i've watched that part before.&lt;br /&gt;it's so damn familiar.&lt;br /&gt;eeriely familiar. &lt;br /&gt;actually i havent watched the part where owen promises to take care of sophie.&lt;br /&gt;but i remember that happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i'm taking YME. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should i go for YME next thurs or capt's ball? =X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-9182401056139645263?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/9182401056139645263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=9182401056139645263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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everything i applied for would be good for me cause then i would have alot to choose from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i beg to differ now.&lt;br /&gt;i applied for two things i both didn't think i would get into and what's the amazing thing?&lt;br /&gt;i got both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i have to choose.&lt;br /&gt;and it's so hardd.&lt;br /&gt;i really want to bonk my head on the wall.&lt;br /&gt;ahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;film cluster or YME..?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-533458734305756376?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/533458734305756376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=533458734305756376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st person who smsed me: DEENIE CHOONG &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st person who i smsed: deenie choong hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st person i msned: randolph haha. to say happy belated birthday. =X oops i still owe him 4 bucks ahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st thing i watched on youtube: 冒險奇兵 2008-12-14 pt.8/10 花蓮 兆豐農場 :D damn funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st person i saw: my mum who was clearing my room!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st song i thought of: seasons in the sun. so random right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i'm gonna play audi with my couz byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-1577614999176098692?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/1577614999176098692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>1. What is your full name?&lt;br /&gt;Ng Wen-Xin Andrea. THERE'S A DASH AND NO "G"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Are you single?&lt;br /&gt;HA. you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What is your favourite number[s]&lt;br /&gt;18! don't ask me why. oh i like 2 too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.What is/are your favourite colour?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;ORANGE. ORANGE. ORANGE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hahaha me and kai'en are PIOs!&lt;br /&gt;i like bright colours cause i'm bright&lt;br /&gt;not like someone who doesn't like bright colours cause she's dull. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;oh i like black too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Least favourite colour[s]&lt;br /&gt;mm. dark red. really gross and dull colours that are neither here nor there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.What are you thinking now?&lt;br /&gt;that i like mi gong of qi duo hua from ai qing mo fa shi! hahaha.interesting eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Are you happy with your life right now?&lt;br /&gt;yah! holidays ftw. &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8.What are your favourite subjects in school? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;art! haha does that count?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Do you shop at malls? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;depends hahaha. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I PREFER SHOPPING SUPERMARKETS OR BOOKSTORES :D &lt;/span&gt;are those malls? o.o  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10.Where do you wish to be right now? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;taiwan! not with the school but yeah. -secret-  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. What should you be doing now? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't know, nothing in particular?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12.Do you have any crush on anyone? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ha! tsk tsk people should respect people's privacy. hoho.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13.When was the last time you bought a clothing item? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wow. june in chiangmai? i don't know i can't remember. i hardly buy clothes.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14. What was the last thing you drank? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;water!   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. Do you hate liars? Do you hate backstabbers? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm. depends on why they lie luh. but i don't like backstabbers =X  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16. Can you make yourself sneeze? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nah, and i wouldn't want too. it's quite annoying.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;17.Do you fall for people easily? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm... really depends lah.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;18. What does your last text msg read? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;":-*" from yirong :D which is a muacks emotion on sony ericsson phones  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19. Are you too forgiving? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't know lehs. i get pissed at people very easily but it hardly lasts long.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;20.How many windows are open on your computer? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6 on this computer! 冒險奇兵 youtube, msn with my sis,  Dis-Gracepoint blog hahaa, msn with sarah siaw, Windows Live Messenger thingum and this.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 on the other comp pipi player which ai qing mo fa shi is playing with qing kong crying =X  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;21.Who was your last call from? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my mum yesterday who asked me if i wanted her to fetch me from school  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;22.What do you do with most of your time? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;watching stuffs. shows, gameshows. wow they're chinese ahhaa.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;23.Will you &amp;amp; your ex get back again? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;uh! o.o pleaase.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;24.Do you sleep with the TVon? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't have a teevee near my bed! i know someone who does. but sometimes i sleep with music/my ipod on.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;25. Which of your close friends live the closest? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sarah tan i think. i can walk to her house hahaha.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;26.Which item could you not live during the day? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;COMPUTER. unless i'm out.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;27. Would you share a drink with a stranger? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;definition of stranger? that person must be decently hygienic luh!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;28.How was your weekend? i spent alot of time with my church people! but yeah it was fun  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;29.Do you believe ex[s] can be friends? uh why not?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;30. The last person you quarrelled with? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh i just shouted at my mum to stop waking me up this morning but that's about it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;31.The way to win your heart? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what kind of quiz is this ah! matchmaking?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;32.What did you do last night? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WATCH MAO XIAN QI BING ON MY IPOD ahahaha. and drink juice.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;33. Do you have the same name as one of your relatives? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nope.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;34.Are you looking for a boyf/girlf? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;uh? wow i'm totally looking for a boyfriend please. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;35.One song that is meaningful to you? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII GOOOOOOOOOOONGGGGGGGG. my current facination.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;36.Do you twirl or scoope your spaghetti? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i poke?   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;37.Do you drink milk straight from the carton? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometimes! cause i'm the only one who drinks it anyway.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;38.How long is your hair? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;very long! but i just layered it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;39.Do you like batman? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bian fu xia, no!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;40.Who was the last person who told you that they love you? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wow, too many! hahahhahahahhahaha.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;41.When was the last time you sang out loud? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just now! i was singing random songs.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;42.What did you have for breakfast? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chicken and veges and meat! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;43.Is your birthday on a holiday? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NO. IT'S AN EXAM DAY.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;44.Can you cook? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YAH. amazement amazement eh?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;45.Where did you get the shirt you are wearing? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm wearing a nightgown thing. it's just like a super long shirt :D  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;46.What was the reason for the last troubles you were in? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can't remember! too much already.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;47.which do you wear more? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sweats 0r jeans. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;WHAT ARE SWEATS?&lt;/span&gt; but i don't wear jeans. i wear cargos.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;48. When is your birthday? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TWENTY FIFTH AUGUST.  &lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;blogger ate up the rest -.- and i'm too lazy to redo them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have a cell phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have friends that use me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am an only child. &lt;br /&gt;I love dangly earrings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I love cold weather. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm obsessed with the computer. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have shot a gun before. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;real guns .22 revolver :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I can't live without music. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no tolerance of ignorant people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have ridden on a motorcycle before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be in this town forever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've been to 5 other countries. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;haha at least 10++++ more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I get annoyed easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have neat handwriting. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;depends only what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have more than a few horrible memories. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am addicted to (dark/nutty) chocolate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am an atheist. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I'M A CHRISTIAN :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love airplane rides. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I hate them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love taking pictures. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;ee. hardly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I hate people who are fakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I can be mean when I want to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My parents care about my grades. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One of my best friends is a girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have way too many wallets.&lt;br /&gt;I'm obsessed with lip gloss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am easy to talk to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would never eat raw fish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I cry easily.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;haha i do, really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when people are late. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I procrastinate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I love winter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have too many clothes for my closet / dresser. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Ho! i can wake up at 3/4+ in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wish I were smarter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid of flying.&lt;br /&gt;I hate drama. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I bite my nails. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have been on an 8 hour drive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I never fight with my parents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love the beach. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never had chicken pox. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have gone out in public in my pajamas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I can't control my emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have a best friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have moved more than once. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I truly love my friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have braces. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I have never broken a bone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate my computer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love girls that play the drums. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I state the obvious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm a happy person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to dance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love to sing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;hoho! extremely off key too to annoy people. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love cleaning my room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I tend to get jealous very easily. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love cute underwear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love night better than day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I don't like to study for tests. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been on the phone for over 5 hours. &lt;br /&gt;I am too forgiving.&lt;br /&gt;I have a horrible sense of direction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I miss elementary school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eye color changes. &lt;br /&gt;I should see a therapist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I become stressed easily.&lt;br /&gt;I hate liars. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I love the smell of rain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love my family. &lt;br /&gt;I hate needles.&lt;br /&gt;I am a perfectionist.&lt;br /&gt;I always wanted to learn to play the drums. &lt;br /&gt;I hate the feeling of failure. &lt;br /&gt;I have friends in other countries.&lt;br /&gt;I can be quite selfish. &lt;br /&gt;At times, I still act like a little kid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I have food allergies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I love to read. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wish I were more motivated for school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I love getting stuff in the mail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have problems with letting go of old feelings. &lt;br /&gt;I hate being alone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I love summer.&lt;br /&gt;I love the weekends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love black eyeliner.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm a looker. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I type with one hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I live in a one storey house. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;haha, no stairs to the next storey so it's one storey right. but i live on the eigth storey haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wear make-up. &lt;br /&gt;I have never rode on an underground subway.&lt;br /&gt;I can't swim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have bad memories. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I go to church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I sing in the shower. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;i tried it after maria told me that bathrooms have the best acoustics. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate cheerleaders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I usually get what I want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;i just managed to get my daddy to buy me a jacket from overseas (whereever he is i forgot) by saying "are there jackets there?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have been on stage before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; I'M ALWAYS THE BAD GUY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I love roller coasters!&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; cultivated love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No one knows my full story of my life. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;obviously not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am close to my parents. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;quite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a curfew. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo. finally finish.&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/27210212-1371363997293521037?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-2747747570059124729</id><published>2008-11-26T13:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T16:10:23.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've been having funny dreams for the past 3 nights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 nights ago i dreamt i was in this school thing and i went around killing people. i mean in my dream there was not blood at all or anything, like every person was made of metal, when you shoot there's just holes, no blood or anything. they get bullet holes in their bodies then flop over and die.. yeah i think i was part of some group that was trying to take over the school. so i went around killing people and for some amazing reason no one realised that so many people were dead or that i was the one killing them :O until finally there's this one guy who realised. so he sort of cornered me in this huge storeroom like thing with alot of cardboard boxes. then i was so smart, i shot all the lights in the room then killed him with my last bullets then i ran to this room which i think i was supposed to meet the rest of the strange group in and i cause thought that i wasn't supposed to use the bullets so i told them that when i got the gun there was already no bullets and they believed and so gave me a new mag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;strange dream eh. morbid much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then two nights ago i dreamt that i was late meeting my friend cos i woke up 2 hours late and when i woke up i couldn't find the shirt i wanted to wear. so this whole bunch of people were overturning my cupboard trying to find it for me. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then last night i had another funny dream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my dream i was in this place like a school hall except at the sides of the hall were large stage curtains instead of doors. then i was with a whole big bunch of other kids and we were all playing different stuffs in groups. then suddenly there were this 3 people who came in two guys with guns and this woman. one of the guys shot the ceiling with his gun and obviously everybody scattered and hit behind the stage curtains things except me and 3 other kids. i think we were too shocked to move.    then one of the guys lifted me up and threw me to the floor and i landed on my head yeah ouch. i felt like this part of my head was squished. and it hurt when you touch it. like really ouch ouch throbbing hurt. yeah then they made the four of us sit on the stage. &lt;------something else happened here but i completely forgot what------&gt; then one of the kids with me blurted that there were more kids behind the curtains then the guys made them come out and sit on the stage too. then i remember i tried to hide at the back. somehow i had a computer and so i tried to type a message to the police (don't ask me how i was going to send it cos i really don't know) i took super super long to type it cause i was trying to be inconspicuous too. then one of the guys wanted to use his computer too but it was lacking something. (i think some key) so he was looking for another computer and then noticed me and pointed at me and asked me to come out just when i finally finished and just sent it (i don't know how) so i was damn scared that i was gonna get caught but yeah i was so lucky he simply took out the key he wanted and threw the computer to a side.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i don't know how but i ended up in some room at the back of the hall with that lady and then i forgot how i found out but i found out that she had a son who died very recently and she really really really loved him alot. like somehow i knew. i think he got into an accident and died or something along the lines of that. somehow i also knew that he was an uber selfish boy who was chao mean to her and stuff. then because he started school only when he was 10 then alot of people ostracized him. and she said something about how the two guys outside talked her into like "making the other students suffer as much as he did". i forgot how again but i knew she was going to kill me :O &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was really sweet actually lah. cos in my dream after found out i was in the room with her, we were standing and that made me super woozy so she super super gently lay me down. yah and she helped me support my head so it wouldn't touch the floor and won't hurt. so strange right. somehow (yes again) i felt like she was a extremely extremely sweet woman. and i remember talking her into helping us all escape. i remember saying something cliched like how she obviously didn't want her son to end up like that and rather than being so mean she should work to prevent other kids from ending up like her son. something along those lines lah! and she agreed omg. i think somewhere in her she didn't really want to do it. yeah so then she helped me out. strange thing to remember but i remember her hands were very soft. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that she helped me out back to the hall place, put me down with one of the people (i think in my dream i knew her). and all i remember after that was when running out with the other kids i turned back and exchanged smiles with that woman.&lt;br /&gt;so like a movie right! =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! one more thing of my dream that i remember. i managed to get the kids there to agree with me to sort of help that woman. so while the police people were asking us we didn't mention her at all =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhaha i have such strange dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love mi gong by 7 flowers! ehehhehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-2747747570059124729?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/2747747570059124729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=2747747570059124729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/2747747570059124729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/2747747570059124729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#2747747570059124729' title=''/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-3381458414401576813</id><published>2008-11-06T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T01:24:59.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;†           ND;          最后一个闪烁的星.     (ip)     says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"due to unexpectedly horrid results"?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Claire says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;couldn't you phrase it better?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;†           ND;          最后一个闪烁的星.     (ip)     says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahhaa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;†           ND;          最后一个闪烁的星.     (ip)     says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i thought of due to gross results..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;†           ND;          最后一个闪烁的星.     (ip)     says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;due to unexpected results, she feels she cannot study literature&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;†           ND;          最后一个闪烁的星.     (ip)     says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she feels she is incapable of studying literature and that geography is a better option?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Claire says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"based on her unexpected exam results, she feels that geography is a better option. she would thus like to change her subject combination..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;†           ND;          最后一个闪烁的星.     (ip)     says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oo hahahah! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;†           ND;          最后一个闪烁的星.     (ip)     says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i realised i type alot faster than you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Claire says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;really, there is no need to advertise how you are incapable of studying literature.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha! i think claire's super funny!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THANKS A BUNCH CLAIRE FOR HELPING ME WITH THE STUPID LETTER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;biochemhistgeog! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;someone cool please take it with meeee. D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maria complained how no one visits her blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and says since i'm so interesting i should have one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahh. deaddead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yeah yesterday lidan, bernice and deenie came to my house!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we played LOTS of bridge using the DBSK cards i bought and listened to DBSK songs (omg they're really obsessed)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;deenie's fated to end up with the owl card! haha 2 diamonds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then we played something called fourty points which lidan taught us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reminded me a little of munchkin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahh i miss mission trip with hakka! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;december 8-15&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i smashed my clock by accident last night. woke up in the middle of the night at 1+am cos of some irritating sensation in my ears. i wanted to check the time but dropped the clock which then happily bounced off the table and smashed into the floor. i woke up again at 4+ cos of the same reason, WITH a blocked nose and then proceeded to examine the damage (WHICH i found wasn't bad cos the wires and stuff were pretty much all still intact. just the plastic casing was screwed. fixed it up a little and it works now :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yeah ariel cut her hair to a tiny little ponytail! AHH it's SO CUTE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i still can't believe it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like i tagged on a photo of her hair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"if i told anyone 2 years ago that in 2 years time my hair'ld be longer than yours, no one'ld believe me"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;really!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;her ponytail's like REAL short now. and mine's so much longer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 years ago hers were like, down to her HIPS? and mine was SUPER short, like UNTIEABLE &lt;&lt;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh and wang zi bian qing wa the idol drama is SUPER nice. finished it today &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;qiao en is the &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;watching fated to love you now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;qiao en is STILL the &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she's such a great actress. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ethan's character cun ji is super sweet too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dylan is shuai. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;played lots of msn games with amelia today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today was really boring. basically stoned around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wow omg what a long post! haha! i came online firstly with just the reason of charging my ipod so i can listen to music (distractions!) then i saw claire online and i JUST HAD TO ask her bout the subj combi thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;biochemhistgeog!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sorry biochemhistlitD:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;you are SO freaking hypocritical and i can't believe you got into OM. go and die. especially for making some who is such a good friend to you miserable. i can't stand you! i hope everyone'll see you for who you really are. "sweet" MY ASS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i really hate people who treat their friends like spare tires.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like you #2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;STOP FREAKING TREATING ME LIKE YOUR SPARE TIRE WHICH YOU COME TO WHEN THERE'S NO ONE ELSE AND WHICH YOU JUST SIMPLY THROW ASIDE WHEN THERE'S SOMETHING ELSE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm tired of it you know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haiyah! i'm gonna miss 213. muacksmuacks to everyone in 213 for making my this year sooooooooo beautiful and memorable. i really think you guys rock. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for all the pervy times. (haha turning on the aircon and the wet "horny" cloth xD)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and stupid times. (amelia you and your contacts putting on!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and sweet times. (the appreciation chain!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and laughable times. (our disappearing act!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and screamish times. (yes the chain screams in our class)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;amd blur times. (kaien and her multiple "huhs")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the fun times (acp and banner stuffs!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the random times (rachel screaming at apparent dandruff)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the amazing times (i so can't forget ariel's expressions when i fool her)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the serious times (yoonjung and charisse and MOV!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the hungry times (yes our class and our talent at seizing opportunities to eat.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay i think my ipod's charged up enough now :D bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bernice is funny. and quite nice. THANKS bernice for printing banner design for me and going to come with me to go to submit the form. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i promise myself i'll do the personal thanks thing like maria tmr!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;something to look forward to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-3381458414401576813?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/3381458414401576813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=3381458414401576813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/3381458414401576813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/3381458414401576813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#3381458414401576813' title=''/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-5920342069742849288</id><published>2007-11-17T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T12:10:10.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::17 November::</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BACKGROUND: white; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" width="410" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="20"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 3px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 3px solid" alt="QuizGalaxy!" src="http://img.quizgalaxy.com/obituary-Andrea" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr height="20"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #ff0000" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=114"&gt;'What will your obituary say?'&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a style="COLOR: #ff0000" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;haha. -.- imaginary friends HUR.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;bleargh.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;everyone's oon immersionn! D=&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;wahh.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;yay new friends! (:&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;omgosh 'les'ing with natalie was so lameeeee.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;but in a way fun.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;HAHA.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-5920342069742849288?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/5920342069742849288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=5920342069742849288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/5920342069742849288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/5920342069742849288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#5920342069742849288' title='::17 November::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-2623614104347720367</id><published>2007-10-19T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T22:21:51.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::19 October::</title><content type='html'>got back all the results today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english: 22/30, 27/40 (3.6)&lt;br /&gt;maths: 34/45 (3.6)&lt;br /&gt;chinese: 52-7(cuobiezi)/70, 29/60 D= (2.0)&lt;br /&gt;physics: 35/50 (3.6)&lt;br /&gt;geography: 21.5/30 (3.6)&lt;br /&gt;history: 12/16 (3.6)&lt;br /&gt;literature: 18/25 (3.6) very pro lo!  (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. look at this. my go on msn to see my dp. and my pm was "sarah made bunny cry ):" at first haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;a path to the rainbow++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;JUNONO WHY YOU LIDDAT!&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;o.OOO&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;like what!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;a path to the rainbow++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;look &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;a path to the rainbow++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;YOU MADE MY BUNNY CRY!! )):&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;i made your bunny cry?!?!&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;noooo!&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;sarah did!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;a path to the rainbow++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;YOU DID&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;a path to the rainbow++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;LOOK! ^&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;eeeee nooo!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;a path to the rainbow++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;YESS! ))):&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;a path to the rainbow++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;MY BUNNY'S SAD!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;a path to the rainbow++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;it's reaaaally sadd!&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;is it really your bunny&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;a path to the rainbow++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;yahh! YOU MADE IT CRY AGAIN&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;a path to the rainbow++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;whyyyyy! D=&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;i dunnoooo&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;a path to the rainbow++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;you so mean!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;a path to the rainbow++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;MAKE IT CRY FOR NO REASON!! ):&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;i didnt &gt;&lt; &gt;&gt;&gt;a path to the rainbow++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;junonoooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;a path to the rainbow++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;my bunny's really really sadd&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;you really have a bunny?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;a path to the rainbow++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;yahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;o.O&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;a path to the rainbow++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;(-.)&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;a path to the rainbow++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;i bet it was cleaning its face&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;a path to the rainbow++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;WHAAAAAAAT&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;a path to the rainbow++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;hahhaha!&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;a path to the rainbow++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure a bunny cleans it's face&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;i thought bunnies do that!&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;a path to the rainbow++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;THEY DO?&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;like lick lick lick the palms then clean!&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;veh cute xD&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;a path to the rainbow++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;i've never seen mine do that&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;a path to the rainbow++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSLY&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;yaaah!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;a path to the rainbow++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;hmm&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;a path to the rainbow++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;well it wasn't at that time&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;a path to the rainbow++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;whey you made my bunny cry now it wants a treatt&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;o.O&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;a path to the rainbow++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;pweesh make it stop cryinggg. very &lt;!--3 elh --&gt;&gt;&gt;a path to the rainbow++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;*leh&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;i neverrr&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;sarah did!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;a path to the rainbow++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;you did!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;a path to the rainbow++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;MY BUNNY JUST SAID YOU DID&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;a path to the rainbow++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;haha it pointed to our convo&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;a path to the rainbow++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;WHEN I ASKED IT WHO MADE IT CRY&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;a path to the rainbow++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;(ahh so cute right x) )&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;o.O&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;heeey your bunny mean to meee&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;a path to the rainbow++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA OF COURSE&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;a path to the rainbow++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;cos you made it cryyy!&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;a path to the rainbow++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;you're now supp to comfort ittt&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;a path to the rainbow++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;or it'll dao you forever&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;umm bunny dont cry!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;a path to the rainbow++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;O_O&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;haha then what&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;a path to the rainbow++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;hey you're the one who made it cryy&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;so i asked it not to cry lor&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;a path to the rainbow++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;haha IT DUSENT LIKE YOU SO IT WONT LISTEN TO YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;a path to the rainbow++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;cos you bullied it&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;ok sorrrrry lor&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;a path to the rainbow++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;a path to the rainbow++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;omgosh&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;a path to the rainbow++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;EH IT jUST RUBBED IT'S FACE&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;a path to the rainbow++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;where got wash.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;a path to the rainbow++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;just rub rub&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;a path to the rainbow++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;you cheat my feelings lah&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;a path to the rainbow++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;where got lick lick!&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;goot&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;my bunny got!&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;or hamster&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;a path to the rainbow++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;BUNNY OR HAMSTER YOU ALSO DUNOO!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;a path to the rainbow++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;that's quite. sad.&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;both la&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;i had both once!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;a path to the rainbow++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;THEN&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;a path to the rainbow++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;you bullied it so it ran away?&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;both licklick wash face&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;a path to the rainbow++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;reallyyy&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;no la i still have the hamster&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;a path to the rainbow++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;so cute!&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;we had to give my rabbit away&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;that was long long ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheeeeeeeee. (: random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This fight started around &lt;b&gt;1 day&lt;/b&gt; ago lasting &lt;b&gt;26 hours&lt;/b&gt;, and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?517246&amp;app_id=2406256883&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=7a07b0074f93406631241137dceec3ef';return true;" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=671017684"&gt;Andrea Ng&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;b&gt;won&lt;/b&gt; this fight&lt;br /&gt;with a team worth &lt;b&gt;168.24 street credit&lt;/b&gt; to &lt;a onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?517246&amp;app_id=2406256883&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=7a07b0074f93406631241137dceec3ef';return true;" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=641978943"&gt;Samuel's&lt;/a&gt; 1.0!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This fight started around &lt;b&gt;2 days&lt;/b&gt; ago lasting &lt;b&gt;48 hours&lt;/b&gt;, and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?517246&amp;app_id=2406256883&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=7a07b0074f93406631241137dceec3ef';return true;" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=671017684"&gt;Andrea Ng&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;b&gt;won&lt;/b&gt; this fight&lt;br /&gt;with a team worth &lt;b&gt;302.02 street credit&lt;/b&gt; to &lt;a onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?517246&amp;app_id=2406256883&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=7a07b0074f93406631241137dceec3ef';return true;" href="http://hs.facebook.com/profile.php?id=730952370"&gt;Jonathan's&lt;/a&gt; 0.5!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This fight started around &lt;b&gt;1 day&lt;/b&gt; ago lasting &lt;b&gt;24 hours&lt;/b&gt;, and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?517246&amp;app_id=2406256883&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=7a07b0074f93406631241137dceec3ef';return true;" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=671017684"&gt;Andrea Ng&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;b&gt;won&lt;/b&gt; this fight&lt;br /&gt;with a team worth &lt;b&gt;218.42 street credit&lt;/b&gt; to &lt;a onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?517246&amp;app_id=2406256883&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=7a07b0074f93406631241137dceec3ef';return true;" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=568836394"&gt;Guanrong's&lt;/a&gt; 22.02!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This fight started around &lt;b&gt;2 days&lt;/b&gt; ago lasting &lt;b&gt;30 hours&lt;/b&gt;, and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?517246&amp;app_id=2406256883&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=7a07b0074f93406631241137dceec3ef';return true;" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=671017684"&gt;Andrea Ng&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;b&gt;won&lt;/b&gt; this fight&lt;br /&gt;with a team worth &lt;b&gt;196.18 street credit&lt;/b&gt; to &lt;a onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?517246&amp;app_id=2406256883&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=7a07b0074f93406631241137dceec3ef';return true;" href="http://hs.facebook.com/profile.php?id=772486498"&gt;Sarah's&lt;/a&gt; 6.59!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This fight started around &lt;b&gt;2 days&lt;/b&gt; ago lasting &lt;b&gt;31 hours&lt;/b&gt;, and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?517246&amp;app_id=2406256883&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=7a07b0074f93406631241137dceec3ef';return true;" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=671017684"&gt;Andrea Ng&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;b&gt;won&lt;/b&gt; this fight&lt;br /&gt;with a team worth &lt;b&gt;201.43 street credit&lt;/b&gt; to &lt;a onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?517246&amp;app_id=2406256883&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=7a07b0074f93406631241137dceec3ef';return true;" href="http://hs.facebook.com/profile.php?id=599353959"&gt;Janne's&lt;/a&gt; 3.09!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This fight started around &lt;b&gt;2 days&lt;/b&gt; ago lasting &lt;b&gt;30 hours&lt;/b&gt;, and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?517246&amp;app_id=2406256883&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=7a07b0074f93406631241137dceec3ef';return true;" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=671017684"&gt;Andrea Ng&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;b&gt;won&lt;/b&gt; this fight&lt;br /&gt;with a team worth &lt;b&gt;180.91 street credit&lt;/b&gt; to &lt;a onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?517246&amp;app_id=2406256883&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=7a07b0074f93406631241137dceec3ef';return true;" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=672965074"&gt;Shieh's&lt;/a&gt; 3.0!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This fight started around &lt;b&gt;3 days&lt;/b&gt; ago lasting &lt;b&gt;48 hours&lt;/b&gt;, and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?517246&amp;app_id=2406256883&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=7a07b0074f93406631241137dceec3ef';return true;" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=671017684"&gt;Andrea Ng&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;b&gt;won&lt;/b&gt; this fight&lt;br /&gt;with a team worth &lt;b&gt;194.59 street credit&lt;/b&gt; to &lt;a onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?517246&amp;app_id=2406256883&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=7a07b0074f93406631241137dceec3ef';return true;" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=611093381"&gt;Cheryl's&lt;/a&gt; 3.86!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;there's more actually. my streak's 11.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-2623614104347720367?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/2623614104347720367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=2623614104347720367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/2623614104347720367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/2623614104347720367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#2623614104347720367' title='::19 October::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-8444371043304324257</id><published>2007-10-14T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T23:30:12.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::14 October::</title><content type='html'>haha i &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; yimin &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOADS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER MY FLUFFY WHITE CLOUD!&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;yes hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;did you manage to find it!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;it's still there y'know&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;it's above your head. a little to the right.&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;ahhh&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;i dunno&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;so scary.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;SEE IT!&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;noooo i cannot &gt;&lt; &gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;why not! it's JUST THERE&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;so big somemore!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;look a little to your right. above you&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;HEY.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;dont   me i'm not hallucinating!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;it looks like&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (facebooking!) writes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;yeah! see the pink dots!&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;SEE IT! (:&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;YOUR CLOUD IS SO CUTE&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;I CANT SEE ANYTHING LIKE THAT ABOVE MY HEAD&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;noo!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;it's there. JUST THERE!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;pull your eyes away from the computer and lookk up!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;like about 1m above your hea&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;*head&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;you becoming freaky...&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt; &gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;but it's there! it's there!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;D=&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt; &gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;lets try ANOTHER way&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;close your eyes junono and look up&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;it shld be there&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;omggg dont scare meeeee&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;i scared &gt;&lt; &gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;why you all scared! ):&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;it's just an innocent fluffy white cloud with pink dots!&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;yah! WHY ARE YOU SCARED!&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;noo!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;told you close your eyes and look up&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;oh ok i see it!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;YAY&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;YOU SEE IT DONT YOU&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;YES&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;UMM&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;WHEN I CLOSE MY EYES&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;AND IMAGINE&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;YES&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;see i told you it's there!&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;WHOOO I LOVE YOU&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;YOU CAN SEE MY FLUFFY WHITE CLOUD&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;AINT IT PRETTY&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah yeaaaa&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;you little weird social butterfly hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! she &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;CAN SEE MY FLUFFY WHITE CLOUD WITH PINK DOTS&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so can evan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;oh my zomgs haha&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YIMIN LAH.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;SHE CAN SEE MY FLUFFY WHITE CLOUD WITH PINK DOTS!&lt;br /&gt;#fifteen. says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;seee!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;it's there?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;see it?&lt;br /&gt;#fifteen. says:&lt;br /&gt;YEAH OF COURSE MAN&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;YOU'RE THE SECOND THAT CAN SEE IT!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;#fifteen. says:&lt;br /&gt;yay!!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;=DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;aint it so pretty&lt;br /&gt;#fifteen. says:&lt;br /&gt;YEAH&lt;br /&gt;#fifteen. says:&lt;br /&gt;no it's damn fugly actually.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;NO!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;it's pretty!&lt;br /&gt;#fifteen. says:&lt;br /&gt;my orange with blue pokka dotted cloud is cooler&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;NOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;it's so FUGLY&lt;br /&gt;#fifteen. says:&lt;br /&gt;HEY&lt;br /&gt;#fifteen. says:&lt;br /&gt;*slaps pink cloud*&lt;br /&gt;#fifteen. says:&lt;br /&gt;OKAY NO NO KIDDING&lt;br /&gt;#fifteen. says:&lt;br /&gt;*pats its head*&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;WHAT!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;YOU&lt;br /&gt;#fifteen. says:&lt;br /&gt;no lar i'm patting it's head please.&lt;br /&gt;#fifteen. says:&lt;br /&gt;*its&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;my darling white cloud with poka dots T_T&lt;br /&gt;#fifteen. says:&lt;br /&gt;haha okay okay&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;#fifteen. says:&lt;br /&gt;sorry poor little pinky cloud&lt;br /&gt;#fifteen. says:&lt;br /&gt;LOVULOVU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;. but her clouds so fugly dont you think!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-8444371043304324257?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/8444371043304324257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=8444371043304324257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/8444371043304324257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/8444371043304324257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#8444371043304324257' title='::14 October::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-3078675758751793689</id><published>2007-10-14T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T19:15:10.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::14 October::</title><content type='html'>&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (blooing!) says:&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU SEE THE PINK WHITE CLOUD ABOVE YOUR HEAD?&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;noooo&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;how come there're cloud above my head that i cannot seeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (blooing!) says:&lt;br /&gt;THERE IS!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (blooing!) says:&lt;br /&gt;there! there!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (blooing!) says:&lt;br /&gt;LOOK UP!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (blooing!) says:&lt;br /&gt;above yoU!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (blooing!) says:&lt;br /&gt;see it?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (blooing!) says:&lt;br /&gt;its fluffy!&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;o.O&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (blooing!) says:&lt;br /&gt;PINK WHITE FLUFFY CLOUD&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (blooing!) says:&lt;br /&gt;oh wait it cant be pink AND white&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (blooing!) says:&lt;br /&gt;it's WHITE&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (blooing!) says:&lt;br /&gt;do you see it&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (blooing!) says:&lt;br /&gt;miin couldn't see it!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (blooing!) says:&lt;br /&gt;she got scared of me! ):&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (blooing!) says:&lt;br /&gt;it's thereeee! ): dont you see it either?&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahha&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;ummmmm&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;lets seee&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;not really&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (blooing!) says:&lt;br /&gt;theree!!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (blooing!) says:&lt;br /&gt;it's there! ):&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha you little butterfly you're imagining things xP&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (blooing!) says:&lt;br /&gt;no! IT'S THERE! I CAN SEE IT!&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;hallucinaaaaationzzzz&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;have you been sleeping enough??&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (blooing!) says:&lt;br /&gt;noo! it's thereee )):&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;hahhaa&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (blooing!) says:&lt;br /&gt;with the bright yellow moon! ):&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;YELLOW MOON O.O&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (blooing!) says:&lt;br /&gt;YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahhaa&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;nooooo all i see&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;is the&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;white&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;white&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;wall&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (blooing!) says:&lt;br /&gt;NOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (blooing!) says:&lt;br /&gt;it's there&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;o.O&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;white white waaaalllll&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (blooing!) says:&lt;br /&gt;there's flowers growing on it too! 0o&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;flowerz o.O&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;omg..&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;like a cloudy flower bush&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (blooing!) says:&lt;br /&gt;no!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (blooing!) says:&lt;br /&gt;it's a flowery white cloud!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (blooing!) says:&lt;br /&gt;junono cant you see it! ):&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;cannot &gt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (blooing!) says:&lt;br /&gt;why nootttt!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (blooing!) says:&lt;br /&gt;it's there!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (blooing!) says:&lt;br /&gt;look up again!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (blooing!) says:&lt;br /&gt;above your headdd! ):&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;i dunno&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;i dont have the magical eye&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (blooing!) says:&lt;br /&gt;no it's there!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (blooing!) says:&lt;br /&gt;no need magical eyeee!&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;oh no byebye my social butterfly junior i have to go already!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (blooing!) says:&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (blooing!) says:&lt;br /&gt;seeyoU!&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;i'll look for it later&lt;br /&gt;yi-min says:&lt;br /&gt;byebyeee&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (blooing!) says:&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (blooing!) says:&lt;br /&gt;byee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i think she got quite freaked too. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-3078675758751793689?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/3078675758751793689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=3078675758751793689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/3078675758751793689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/3078675758751793689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#3078675758751793689' title='::14 October::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-8208117648570551638</id><published>2007-10-14T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T13:00:45.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::14 October::</title><content type='html'>i beat ben tan. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;LOSER&lt;/span&gt; lah he. fight banks just to up his rep. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=671017684" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?252270&amp;app_id=2406256883&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=8c8596121bafd8a99c689a26a692ab80';return true;"&gt;Your&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;team&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total street credit: &lt;b&gt;4.85&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total fighters: &lt;b&gt;51&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;   &lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=648463421" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?252270&amp;app_id=2406256883&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=8c8596121bafd8a99c689a26a692ab80';return true;"&gt;Ben Tan's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;team&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total street credit: &lt;b&gt;0.0&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total fighters: &lt;b&gt;12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks randolph! &lt;3 you and your absolutely brilliant timings. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;yimin's fighting me. haha. to let me win and get money cos i helped her beat that liam guy. she lah. go and fight him. he had like so many supporters and she nearly lost. -.- whoo. &lt;3&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-8208117648570551638?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/8208117648570551638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=8208117648570551638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/8208117648570551638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/8208117648570551638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#8208117648570551638' title='::14 October::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-4411248724007037249</id><published>2007-10-13T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T22:28:01.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::13 october::</title><content type='html'>i must've really freaked miin. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (utterly bored) says:&lt;br /&gt;HELLO!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (utterly bored) says:&lt;br /&gt;HELLO!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (utterly bored) says:&lt;br /&gt;HELLO!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (utterly bored) says:&lt;br /&gt;HEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOO MIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNN!&lt;br /&gt;And is it just me; says:&lt;br /&gt;hey...&lt;br /&gt;And is it just me; says:&lt;br /&gt;WHY SO HIGH&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (utterly bored) says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAHAHHAHAHHA&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (utterly bored) says:&lt;br /&gt;I DONT KNOWWWWWWWW.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (utterly bored) says:&lt;br /&gt;HEEEEEELLLLLLLOOOOO MMIIIINNNN!&lt;br /&gt;And is it just me; says:&lt;br /&gt;UH&lt;br /&gt;And is it just me; says:&lt;br /&gt;HELLO&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (utterly bored) says:&lt;br /&gt;HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!&lt;br /&gt;And is it just me; says:&lt;br /&gt;WHAT&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (utterly bored) says:&lt;br /&gt;DOOOONTT YOU SEE THE FLUFFFYYY WHITEE CLOUDSS FLYYYINNGGG!!! (((:&lt;br /&gt;And is it just me; says:&lt;br /&gt;UHM&lt;br /&gt;And is it just me; says:&lt;br /&gt;NO&lt;br /&gt;And is it just me; says:&lt;br /&gt;IT'S LIKE DARK&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (utterly bored) says:&lt;br /&gt;WHYyy!&lt;br /&gt;And is it just me; says:&lt;br /&gt;UH&lt;br /&gt;And is it just me; says:&lt;br /&gt;LIKENIGHT TIME DARLING&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (utterly bored) says:&lt;br /&gt;IT'S THERE!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (utterly bored) says:&lt;br /&gt;THEREEEEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (utterly bored) says:&lt;br /&gt;LOOK UP!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (utterly bored) says:&lt;br /&gt;ABOVE YOUR HEAD!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (utterly bored) says:&lt;br /&gt;IT'S DRIFFTTTINGG&lt;br /&gt;And is it just me; says:&lt;br /&gt;OMG NO I DONT SEE&lt;br /&gt;And is it just me; says:&lt;br /&gt;O.O&lt;br /&gt;And is it just me; says:&lt;br /&gt;AMI BLIND&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (utterly bored) says:&lt;br /&gt;AAAHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (utterly bored) says:&lt;br /&gt;HOW CAN YOU NOT SEE!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (utterly bored) says:&lt;br /&gt;IT'S THERE!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (utterly bored) says:&lt;br /&gt;SO OBVIOUSSSS!&lt;br /&gt;And is it just me; says:&lt;br /&gt;OH&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (utterly bored) says:&lt;br /&gt;SEE!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (utterly bored) says:&lt;br /&gt;ABOVE YOUR HEAD!&lt;br /&gt;And is it just me; says:&lt;br /&gt;OKAY GREAT&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (utterly bored) says:&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU SEE IT!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (utterly bored) says:&lt;br /&gt;HOHO! YOU SEE IT?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (utterly bored) says:&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU SEE THE YELLLOW MOON ABOVE IT?&lt;br /&gt;And is it just me; says:&lt;br /&gt;NO&lt;br /&gt;And is it just me; says:&lt;br /&gt;O.O&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (utterly bored) says:&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOO?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (utterly bored) says:&lt;br /&gt;WHY NOT!&lt;br /&gt;And is it just me; says:&lt;br /&gt;I DUNNO&lt;br /&gt;And is it just me; says:&lt;br /&gt;AM BLIND&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (utterly bored) says:&lt;br /&gt;YAH!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (utterly bored) says:&lt;br /&gt;IT'S THERE!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (utterly bored) says:&lt;br /&gt;YOU SEE THE WHITE CLOUD DONT YOU!&lt;br /&gt;And is it just me; says:&lt;br /&gt;NO O.O&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (utterly bored) says:&lt;br /&gt;BUT I THOUGHT YOU SAW IT!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (utterly bored) says:&lt;br /&gt;IT'S JUST ABOVE YOUR HEADD!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (utterly bored) says:&lt;br /&gt;HOW CAN YOU NOT SEE IT!! ):&lt;br /&gt;And is it just me; says:&lt;br /&gt;I DUNNO&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (utterly bored) says:&lt;br /&gt;IT'S JUST THERE!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (utterly bored) says:&lt;br /&gt;LOOK UP! UP UP UP!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (utterly bored) says:&lt;br /&gt;THERE! SEE ITT?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (utterly bored) says:&lt;br /&gt;IT'S WHITE AND FLUFFY!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (utterly bored) says:&lt;br /&gt;LIKE THE COTTON WOOL IN YOUR HEAD!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (utterly bored) says:&lt;br /&gt;whoops scratch the last one.&lt;br /&gt;And is it just me; says:&lt;br /&gt;OKAY NEVER MIND&lt;br /&gt;And is it just me; says:&lt;br /&gt;DO NOT UNDERSTNAD YOU&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (utterly bored) says:&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (utterly bored) says:&lt;br /&gt;YOU DONT HAVE TO UNDERSTAND YOU JUST HAVE TO SEE THE WHITE CLOUDD!&lt;br /&gt;And is it just me; says:&lt;br /&gt;you are really scaring me.&lt;br /&gt;And is it just me; says:&lt;br /&gt;byee.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (utterly bored) says:&lt;br /&gt;)))))))))))))))))))))))))))):&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (utterly bored) says:&lt;br /&gt;NOO.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (utterly bored) says:&lt;br /&gt;don't leave ):&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                (utterly bored) says:&lt;br /&gt;white cloud just vanished DDDDD=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-4411248724007037249?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/4411248724007037249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=4411248724007037249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/4411248724007037249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/4411248724007037249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#4411248724007037249' title='::13 october::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-4990983910863240315</id><published>2007-10-13T13:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T14:10:56.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::13 October::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY AMELIA! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoho. thanks for being such a wonderful batchmate and such a nice t3sl for not bringing your booking book for trainings! (: lovee and god bless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i still so totally own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=671017684" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?779855&amp;app_id=2406256883&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=37effefc3914864f783e6fd559643046';return true;"&gt;Your&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;team&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total street credit: &lt;b&gt;626.81&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total fighters: &lt;b&gt;41&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;   &lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=638359821" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?779855&amp;app_id=2406256883&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=37effefc3914864f783e6fd559643046';return true;"&gt;Kevin Alexandar's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;team&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total street credit: &lt;b&gt;0.0&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total fighters: &lt;b&gt;1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=671017684" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?708708&amp;app_id=2406256883&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=37effefc3914864f783e6fd559643046';return true;"&gt;Your&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;team&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total street credit: &lt;b&gt;115.95&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total fighters: &lt;b&gt;23&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;   &lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=669419102" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?708708&amp;app_id=2406256883&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=37effefc3914864f783e6fd559643046';return true;"&gt;Yau Wen Xuan Bernice's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;team&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total street credit: &lt;b&gt;0.04&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total fighters: &lt;b&gt;2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=671017684" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?222106&amp;app_id=2406256883&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=37effefc3914864f783e6fd559643046';return true;"&gt;Your&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;team&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total street credit: &lt;b&gt;62.0&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total fighters: &lt;b&gt;27&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;   &lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=648778336" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?222106&amp;app_id=2406256883&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=37effefc3914864f783e6fd559643046';return true;"&gt;Dorothy Sim's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;team&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total street credit: &lt;b&gt;0.05&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total fighters: &lt;b&gt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(this one the john smith lah, whack me so much -.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=671017684" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?787936&amp;app_id=2406256883&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=37effefc3914864f783e6fd559643046';return true;"&gt;Your&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;team&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total street credit: &lt;b&gt;166.17&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total fighters: &lt;b&gt;34&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;   &lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=691416278" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?787936&amp;app_id=2406256883&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=37effefc3914864f783e6fd559643046';return true;"&gt;Sherilyn Loh's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;team&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total street credit: &lt;b&gt;0.5&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total fighters: &lt;b&gt;1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=566003415" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?698597&amp;app_id=2406256883&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=37effefc3914864f783e6fd559643046';return true;"&gt;Monetary Authority Singapore's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;team&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total street credit: &lt;b&gt;20.8&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total fighters: &lt;b&gt;5&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;   &lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=671017684" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?698597&amp;app_id=2406256883&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=37effefc3914864f783e6fd559643046';return true;"&gt;Your&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;team&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total street credit: &lt;b&gt;203.06&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total fighters: &lt;b&gt;46&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(this was quite lame)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=671017684" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?800497&amp;app_id=2406256883&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=37effefc3914864f783e6fd559643046';return true;"&gt;Your&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;team&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total street credit: &lt;b&gt;127.43&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total fighters: &lt;b&gt;24&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;   &lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=572843010" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?800497&amp;app_id=2406256883&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=37effefc3914864f783e6fd559643046';return true;"&gt;Steph Stinks's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;team&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total street credit: &lt;b&gt;2.99&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total fighters: &lt;b&gt;1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=671017684" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?207728&amp;app_id=2406256883&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=37effefc3914864f783e6fd559643046';return true;"&gt;Your&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;team&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total street credit: &lt;b&gt;122.07&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total fighters: &lt;b&gt;32&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;   &lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=669419102" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?207728&amp;app_id=2406256883&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=37effefc3914864f783e6fd559643046';return true;"&gt;Yau Wen Xuan Bernice's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;team&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total street credit: &lt;b&gt;0.05&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total fighters: &lt;b&gt;2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=671017684" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?938326&amp;app_id=2406256883&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=37effefc3914864f783e6fd559643046';return true;"&gt;Your&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;team&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total street credit: &lt;b&gt;137.37&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total fighters: &lt;b&gt;32&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;   &lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://hs.facebook.com/profile.php?id=654317663" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?938326&amp;app_id=2406256883&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=37effefc3914864f783e6fd559643046';return true;"&gt;Alicia XD's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;team&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total street credit: &lt;b&gt;0.03&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total fighters: &lt;b&gt;2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;hahhaa. (:&lt;br /&gt;praise be to god my pocket money's just increased from 110 to 160! technically it's 160 but 50 goes to the banks so i now get 110 a month! WHOO. starting october. =)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-4990983910863240315?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/4990983910863240315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=4990983910863240315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/4990983910863240315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/4990983910863240315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#4990983910863240315' title='::13 October::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-7965061561634008249</id><published>2007-10-12T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T11:34:27.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::12 October::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JINGTING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you were a really really great friend while we were in nanyang. you entertained me alot. seriously what with your dollies and stuff hahaha. (: anyway, hope you grow smarter and stay young at heart! god bless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. gosh i had this super strange and freaky dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was in this like, corridor thing with alot of other people. there was alot of people i knew lah just that i now cannot remember who either than my bro and deborah lin. there was like, us, and some other random people, and a few other like, 18/19 people? with transparent mask thing on their face. they were like the guides lah. so there we were all running through this corridor thing then every few hundred meters there was this small corridor linking to that big corridor that led to somewhere. everytime someone will go down that corridor thing exp almost everyone kept running along the corridor. there was alot of pushing lah. i got pushed (my bro and deborah lin was in front of me) and i think i moved forward abit lah, then at that point my bro turned and went down a small corridor. i thought i pushed him there so i sort of wanted to turn back and go with him but i realised i couldnt and had to keep going down that big corridor thing. i remember we were like running very very fast lo then i got pushed again and i knocked into deborah and she went down a small corridor. i was super super freaked i thought it was my fault. then just then at the next small corridor i dont know why i stopped. i think cos the big corridor was like getting darker and darker. one of the guide person stopped too with two other people i knew (i cant remember who! T_T). like just then this paper thingy appeared on my hand i can still remember the verses, it's from the bible. matthew something. &gt;&lt; "Enter through the narrow gate. For wide is the gate and broad is the road that leads to destruction, and many enter through it. but small is the gate and narrow is the road that leads to life and only a few find it." then i looked at the corridor. i realised it was like this winding path thing going downwards. sort of like a staircase. like down down down a few flight of stairs. but then that corridor thing was really bright. i saw at the bottom there was like, a stack of masks like the one the guide person had. then i was going to walk down that corridor when the guide person said something. (i just found the verse just now) "I think it is better if you jump down from here. And if the Spirit of him who raised Jesus from the dead is living in you, he who raised Christ from the dead will also give life to your mortal bodies through his Spirit, who lives in you. you look at my face the mask is attached to it. same way if you give your life for god he'll bring you to him." so freaky can. i was like standing there looking down and being afraid. the two people i knew were like standing on either side of me looking down. then i climbed onto the railing thing there and i like suddenly felt super calm and peaceful. then i &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;UMPED&lt;/span&gt;. yeah i jumped. and i closed my eyes and i felt myself like falling falling falling. and strangely there wasnt that funny heart-lurching feeling when i was falling. i felt myself like hit the floor below next to the masks. head first. and i felt kind of like my head was dented. it was throbbing like siao but strangely not pain. i felt like, those kind of excitement thing when guanrong nearly loses one of her many fights and i'm supposed to help her win, mixed with the feeling like i wanted to cry. it's really really strangee. my head was swimming slightly as i opened my eyes and i saw two linking corridors. one dark one light. i closed my eyes again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...that's when i woke up. i still felt that strange feeling kay. and my head was throbbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so freaky right! ):&lt;br /&gt;oh well i shall go facebook now.&lt;br /&gt;praise be to god i'm still alive =X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-7965061561634008249?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/7965061561634008249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=7965061561634008249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/7965061561634008249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/7965061561634008249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#7965061561634008249' title='::12 October::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-2860177253554727377</id><published>2007-10-11T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T22:26:05.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::11 October::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY LAUREN! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoo. you're a lovely swimmate. but i still pwn you in swimming muahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;facebook is damn addictive.&lt;br /&gt;but it's really helped me get closer to some people.&lt;br /&gt;actually alot =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah tan's addicted too!&lt;br /&gt;took her 5minutes haha. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah i forgive you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-2860177253554727377?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/2860177253554727377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=2860177253554727377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/2860177253554727377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/2860177253554727377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#2860177253554727377' title='::11 October::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-1759331740582155387</id><published>2007-10-10T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T21:24:01.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::10 October::</title><content type='html'>DO I SOUND LIKE A SENIOR??&lt;br /&gt;i just managed to very easily fool a fellow sch/levelmate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="column author_info"&gt;&lt;div class="name"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=671017684"&gt;Andrea Ng&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="date"&gt;Today at 8:33pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="column body"&gt;&lt;div class="text"&gt;hurrhurr. how can!&lt;br /&gt;i'm a senior!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg_divide_bottom"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="message clearfix" id="msg_4"&gt;&lt;div class="column author_picture"&gt;&lt;a href="http://hs.facebook.com/profile.php?id=654317663"&gt;&lt;img src="http://profile.ak.facebook.com/profile6/1890/7/t654317663_6321.jpg" alt="" class="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="column author_info"&gt;&lt;div class="name"&gt;&lt;a href="http://hs.facebook.com/profile.php?id=654317663"&gt;Alicia XD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="date"&gt;Today at 8:34pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="column body"&gt;&lt;div class="text"&gt;i know. But you sound familiar!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="column author_info"&gt;&lt;div class="name"&gt;&lt;a href="http://hs.facebook.com/profile.php?id=654317663"&gt;Alicia XD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="date"&gt;Today at 9:00pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="column body"&gt;&lt;div class="text"&gt;dunnno. i'm quoting from my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhh.. 307?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg_divide_bottom"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="message clearfix is_you" id="msg_13"&gt;&lt;div class="column author_picture"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=671017684"&gt;&lt;img src="http://profile.ak.facebook.com/profile6/1147/3/t671017684_8115.jpg" alt="" class="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="column author_info"&gt;&lt;div class="name"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=671017684"&gt;Andrea Ng&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="date"&gt;Today at 9:00pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="column body"&gt;&lt;div class="text"&gt;hahaa. nopes. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg_divide_bottom"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="message clearfix" id="msg_14"&gt;&lt;div class="column author_picture"&gt;&lt;a href="http://hs.facebook.com/profile.php?id=654317663"&gt;&lt;img src="http://profile.ak.facebook.com/profile6/1890/7/t654317663_6321.jpg" alt="" class="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="column author_info"&gt;&lt;div class="name"&gt;&lt;a href="http://hs.facebook.com/profile.php?id=654317663"&gt;Alicia XD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="date"&gt;Today at 9:01pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="column body"&gt;&lt;div class="text"&gt;uh..&lt;br /&gt;306? 305?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg_divide_bottom"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="message clearfix is_you" id="msg_15"&gt;&lt;div class="column author_picture"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=671017684"&gt;&lt;img src="http://profile.ak.facebook.com/profile6/1147/3/t671017684_8115.jpg" alt="" class="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="column author_info"&gt;&lt;div class="name"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=671017684"&gt;Andrea Ng&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="date"&gt;Today at 9:02pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="column body"&gt;&lt;div class="text"&gt;hahhaaaa. nopeeeees XD i'm GEP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg_divide_bottom"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="message clearfix" id="msg_16"&gt;&lt;div class="column author_picture"&gt;&lt;a href="http://hs.facebook.com/profile.php?id=654317663"&gt;&lt;img src="http://profile.ak.facebook.com/profile6/1890/7/t654317663_6321.jpg" alt="" class="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="column author_info"&gt;&lt;div class="name"&gt;&lt;a href="http://hs.facebook.com/profile.php?id=654317663"&gt;Alicia XD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="date"&gt;Today at 9:03pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="column body"&gt;&lt;div class="text"&gt;chehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;313, 312???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg_divide_bottom"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="message clearfix is_you" id="msg_17"&gt;&lt;div class="column author_picture"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=671017684"&gt;&lt;img src="http://profile.ak.facebook.com/profile6/1147/3/t671017684_8115.jpg" alt="" class="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="column author_info"&gt;&lt;div class="name"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=671017684"&gt;Andrea Ng&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="date"&gt;Today at 9:03pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="column body"&gt;&lt;div class="text"&gt;haha. nyeh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg_divide_bottom"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="message clearfix is_you" id="msg_18"&gt;&lt;div class="column author_picture"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=671017684"&gt;&lt;img src="http://profile.ak.facebook.com/profile6/1147/3/t671017684_8115.jpg" alt="" class="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="column author_info"&gt;&lt;div class="name"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=671017684"&gt;Andrea Ng&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="date"&gt;Today at 9:03pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="column body"&gt;&lt;div class="text"&gt;huhuhu. tell you what. i'm not sec3 haha! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg_divide_bottom"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="message clearfix" id="msg_19"&gt;&lt;div class="column author_picture"&gt;&lt;a href="http://hs.facebook.com/profile.php?id=654317663"&gt;&lt;img src="http://profile.ak.facebook.com/profile6/1890/7/t654317663_6321.jpg" alt="" class="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="column author_info"&gt;&lt;div class="name"&gt;&lt;a href="http://hs.facebook.com/profile.php?id=654317663"&gt;Alicia XD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="date"&gt;Today at 9:04pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="column body" id="scroll_here"&gt;&lt;div class="text"&gt;AUUUGH. i asked you that JUST NOW.&lt;br /&gt;213,212?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="message clearfix is_you" id="msg_17"&gt;&lt;div class="column author_picture"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=671017684"&gt;&lt;img src="http://profile.ak.facebook.com/profile6/1147/3/t671017684_8115.jpg" alt="" class="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="column author_info"&gt;&lt;div class="name"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=671017684"&gt;Andrea Ng&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="date"&gt;Today at 9:04pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="column body"&gt;&lt;div class="text"&gt;hoho. nopes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg_divide_bottom"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="message clearfix is_you" id="msg_18"&gt;&lt;div class="column author_picture"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=671017684"&gt;&lt;img src="http://profile.ak.facebook.com/profile6/1147/3/t671017684_8115.jpg" alt="" class="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="column author_info"&gt;&lt;div class="name"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=671017684"&gt;Andrea Ng&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="date"&gt;Today at 9:06pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="column body"&gt;&lt;div class="text"&gt;haha i shall be nice to you. and tell you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg_divide_bottom"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="message clearfix" id="msg_19"&gt;&lt;div class="column author_picture"&gt;&lt;a href="http://hs.facebook.com/profile.php?id=654317663"&gt;&lt;img src="http://profile.ak.facebook.com/profile6/1890/7/t654317663_6321.jpg" alt="" class="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="column author_info"&gt;&lt;div class="name"&gt;&lt;a href="http://hs.facebook.com/profile.php?id=654317663"&gt;Alicia XD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="date"&gt;Today at 9:08pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="column body" id="scroll_here"&gt;&lt;div class="text"&gt;yay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg_divide_bottom"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="message clearfix is_you" id="msg_41"&gt;&lt;div class="column author_picture"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=671017684"&gt;&lt;img src="http://profile.ak.facebook.com/profile6/1147/3/t671017684_8115.jpg" alt="" class="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="column author_info"&gt;&lt;div class="name"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=671017684"&gt;Andrea Ng&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="date"&gt;Today at 9:11pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="column body"&gt;&lt;div class="text"&gt;i'm a tenner hoho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tenners rock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg_divide_bottom"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="message clearfix is_you" id="msg_42"&gt;&lt;div class="column author_picture"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=671017684"&gt;&lt;img src="http://profile.ak.facebook.com/profile6/1147/3/t671017684_8115.jpg" alt="" class="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="column author_info"&gt;&lt;div class="name"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=671017684"&gt;Andrea Ng&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="date"&gt;Today at 9:14pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="column body"&gt;&lt;div class="text"&gt;huhu you can add me on msn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;connectionbug@hotmail.com =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg_divide_bottom"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="message clearfix is_you" id="msg_43"&gt;&lt;div class="column author_picture"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=671017684"&gt;&lt;img src="http://profile.ak.facebook.com/profile6/1147/3/t671017684_8115.jpg" alt="" class="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="column author_info"&gt;&lt;div class="name"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=671017684"&gt;Andrea Ng&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="date"&gt;Today at 9:14pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="column body"&gt;&lt;div class="text"&gt;TWOTENNERS ROCK THE MOST WHOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah. so the story goes how i bluffed my sch/level mate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-1759331740582155387?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/1759331740582155387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=1759331740582155387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/1759331740582155387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/1759331740582155387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#1759331740582155387' title='::10 October::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-8020850708674642072</id><published>2007-10-10T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T21:30:12.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::10 October::</title><content type='html'>she's so lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table align="center"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table style="border-top: 1px solid rgb(221, 221, 221);" cellborder="0" border="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=568836394" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?186705&amp;app_id=2406256883&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=881988418adeaf70c6d960710e17e2c1';return true;"&gt;&lt;img uid="568836394" size="q" src="http://profile.ak.facebook.com/profile6/81/84/q568836394_2763.jpg" alt="Guanrong Tan" title="Guanrong Tan" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=568836394" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?186705&amp;app_id=2406256883&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=881988418adeaf70c6d960710e17e2c1';return true;"&gt;Guanrong Tan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td&gt;is fighting with&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;table align="center"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table style="border-top: 1px solid rgb(221, 221, 221);" cellborder="0" border="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=738413026" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?186705&amp;app_id=2406256883&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=881988418adeaf70c6d960710e17e2c1';return true;"&gt;&lt;img uid="738413026" size="q" src="http://profile.ak.facebook.com/profile6/996/20/q738413026_4173.jpg" alt="Cheryl Lie" title="Cheryl Lie" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=738413026" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?186705&amp;app_id=2406256883&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=881988418adeaf70c6d960710e17e2c1';return true;"&gt;Cheryl Lie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;/td&gt;    &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;       because &lt;b&gt;i had physics today!&lt;/b&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is stoopid reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table align="center"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table style="border-top: 1px solid rgb(221, 221, 221);" cellborder="0" border="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=568836394" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?918242&amp;app_id=2406256883&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=881988418adeaf70c6d960710e17e2c1';return true;"&gt;&lt;img uid="568836394" size="q" src="http://profile.ak.facebook.com/profile6/81/84/q568836394_2763.jpg" alt="Guanrong Tan" title="Guanrong Tan" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=568836394" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?918242&amp;app_id=2406256883&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=881988418adeaf70c6d960710e17e2c1';return true;"&gt;Guanrong Tan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td&gt;is fighting with&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;table align="center"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table style="border-top: 1px solid rgb(221, 221, 221);" cellborder="0" border="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=653383267" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?918242&amp;app_id=2406256883&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=881988418adeaf70c6d960710e17e2c1';return true;"&gt;&lt;img uid="653383267" size="q" src="http://profile.ak.facebook.com/profile6/783/21/q653383267_5210.jpg" alt="Xinyi Wong" title="Xinyi Wong" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=653383267" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?918242&amp;app_id=2406256883&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=881988418adeaf70c6d960710e17e2c1';return true;"&gt;Xinyi Wong&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;/td&gt;    &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;       because &lt;b&gt;sec2s &gt; sec1s :P (whups andrea)&lt;/b&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i supported her. i feel like such a traitor! =X oh well. hohoho look at this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="wallkit_profilepic"&gt;&lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/profile.php?id=568836394"&gt;&lt;img src="http://profile.ak.facebook.com/profile6/81/84/t568836394_2763.jpg" alt="" class="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/profile.php?id=568836394"&gt;Guanrong Tan&lt;/a&gt; wrote &lt;span&gt;at 8:33pm on October 09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;okok. andrea = sec1 but for some godly reason andrea is not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="wallkit_profilepic"&gt;&lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/profile.php?id=568836394"&gt;&lt;img src="http://profile.ak.facebook.com/profile6/81/84/t568836394_2763.jpg" alt="" class="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/profile.php?id=568836394"&gt;Guanrong Tan&lt;/a&gt; wrote&lt;span&gt;at 8:33pm on October 09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div&gt;okok. andrea = sec1 but for some godly reason andrea is not (-less than sign-) sec2s. ok? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised if put the less than sign, the opposite of &gt;, blogger eats it.&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/27210212-8020850708674642072?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/8020850708674642072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=8020850708674642072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/8020850708674642072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/8020850708674642072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#8020850708674642072' title='::10 October::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-5765641842608786990</id><published>2007-10-10T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T21:26:39.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::10 October::</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;i so totally own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=671017684" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?680830&amp;app_id=2406256883&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=881988418adeaf70c6d960710e17e2c1';return true;"&gt;Your&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;team&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total street credit: &lt;b&gt;142.98&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total fighters: &lt;b&gt;40&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;   &lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=575648877" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?680830&amp;app_id=2406256883&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=881988418adeaf70c6d960710e17e2c1';return true;"&gt;Shawna Wu's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;team&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total street credit: &lt;b&gt;0.01&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total fighters: &lt;b&gt;4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=671017684" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?427006&amp;app_id=2406256883&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=881988418adeaf70c6d960710e17e2c1';return true;"&gt;Your&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;team&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total street credit: &lt;b&gt;179.58&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total fighters: &lt;b&gt;43&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;   &lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://hs.facebook.com/profile.php?id=594688040" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?427006&amp;app_id=2406256883&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=881988418adeaf70c6d960710e17e2c1';return true;"&gt;Evangeline Poon's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;team&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total street credit: &lt;b&gt;0.04&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total fighters: &lt;b&gt;1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=671017684" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?613120&amp;app_id=2406256883&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=881988418adeaf70c6d960710e17e2c1';return true;"&gt;Your&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;team&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total street credit: &lt;b&gt;143.91&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total fighters: &lt;b&gt;34&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;   &lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=558062648" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?613120&amp;app_id=2406256883&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=881988418adeaf70c6d960710e17e2c1';return true;"&gt;Edwin Choy's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;team&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total street credit: &lt;b&gt;0.99&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total fighters: &lt;b&gt;1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=671017684" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?782758&amp;app_id=2406256883&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=881988418adeaf70c6d960710e17e2c1';return true;"&gt;Your&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;team&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total street credit: &lt;b&gt;171.65&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total fighters: &lt;b&gt;38&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;   &lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=620543313" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?782758&amp;app_id=2406256883&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=881988418adeaf70c6d960710e17e2c1';return true;"&gt;Alicia Lu's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;team&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total street credit: &lt;b&gt;0.0&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total fighters: &lt;b&gt;1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=671017684" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?966997&amp;app_id=2406256883&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=881988418adeaf70c6d960710e17e2c1';return true;"&gt;Your&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;team&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total street credit: &lt;b&gt;156.32&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total fighters: &lt;b&gt;35&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;   &lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=745618313" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?966997&amp;app_id=2406256883&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=881988418adeaf70c6d960710e17e2c1';return true;"&gt;Hui Jie's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;team&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total street credit: &lt;b&gt;0.68&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total fighters: &lt;b&gt;1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=671017684" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?136977&amp;app_id=2406256883&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=881988418adeaf70c6d960710e17e2c1';return true;"&gt;Your&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;team&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total street credit: &lt;b&gt;163.87&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total fighters: &lt;b&gt;37&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;   &lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://hs.facebook.com/profile.php?id=556372364" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?136977&amp;app_id=2406256883&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=881988418adeaf70c6d960710e17e2c1';return true;"&gt;Choi Yoon Jung's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;team&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total street credit: &lt;b&gt;0.1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total fighters: &lt;b&gt;1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=671017684" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?192106&amp;app_id=2406256883&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=881988418adeaf70c6d960710e17e2c1';return true;"&gt;Your&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;team&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total street credit: &lt;b&gt;251.56&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total fighters: &lt;b&gt;61&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;   &lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=568836394" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?192106&amp;app_id=2406256883&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=881988418adeaf70c6d960710e17e2c1';return true;"&gt;Guanrong Tan's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;team&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total street credit: &lt;b&gt;3.43&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total fighters: &lt;b&gt;2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hohoho. i earned $10828 from my fight against guanrong. 0o. she is so super loaded lahs. whoo. once again guan thanks for letting me winnnnn. muahahhahas. =D i'm now a soldier!&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-5765641842608786990?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/5765641842608786990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=5765641842608786990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/5765641842608786990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/5765641842608786990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#5765641842608786990' title='::10 October::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-1262245087800892283</id><published>2007-10-09T14:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T14:59:51.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::9 October::</title><content type='html'>i'm addicted to facebook. and fighters club.&lt;br /&gt;at least i'm ownzors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=671017684" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?646153&amp;app_id=2406256883&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=e028ff2a21d58bdef4839722734731fa';return true;"&gt;Your&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;team&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total street credit: &lt;b&gt;138.35&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total fighters: &lt;b&gt;35&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;   &lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://hs.facebook.com/profile.php?id=535357661" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?646153&amp;app_id=2406256883&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=e028ff2a21d58bdef4839722734731fa';return true;"&gt;Chang Hemin's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;team&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total street credit: &lt;b&gt;0.0&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total fighters: &lt;b&gt;1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;money makes the world go square.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and it's going square for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-1262245087800892283?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/1262245087800892283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=1262245087800892283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/1262245087800892283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/1262245087800892283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#1262245087800892283' title='::9 October::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-9154579241846500400</id><published>2007-10-09T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T13:55:33.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::9 October::</title><content type='html'>Rain! says:&lt;br /&gt;did we learn that.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                       (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;nah&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touch that magic star++__||                       (facebooking!) says:&lt;br /&gt;common sense XD&lt;br /&gt;Rain! says:&lt;br /&gt;omg i dont have that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't you think she's gonna fail her exam. -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-9154579241846500400?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/9154579241846500400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=9154579241846500400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/9154579241846500400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/9154579241846500400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#9154579241846500400' title='::9 October::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-7550767357124401815</id><published>2007-10-09T11:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T11:39:43.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::9 October::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I BEAT MIIN ON FACEBOOK! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;BELIEVE IT OR NOT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'M NOT KIDDING. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://hs.facebook.com/profile.php?id=560963553" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?891377&amp;app_id=2406256883&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=e028ff2a21d58bdef4839722734731fa';return true;"&gt;Miin Tong's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;team&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total street credit: &lt;b&gt;0.0&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total fighters: &lt;b&gt;11&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;   &lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=671017684" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?891377&amp;app_id=2406256883&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=e028ff2a21d58bdef4839722734731fa';return true;"&gt;Your&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;team&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total street credit: &lt;b&gt;5.03&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total fighters: &lt;b&gt;47&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(muaahhahaha i own! would have had at least 170 street cred if she didnt hit me. -.- oh well i still won.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;label class="detached_label"&gt;Result:&lt;/label&gt;&lt;/center&gt;                                &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=671017684" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?891377&amp;app_id=2406256883&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=e028ff2a21d58bdef4839722734731fa';return true;"&gt;Andrea Ng&lt;/a&gt; (and supporters) beat &lt;a href="http://hs.facebook.com/profile.php?id=560963553" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?891377&amp;app_id=2406256883&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=e028ff2a21d58bdef4839722734731fa';return true;"&gt;Miin Tong&lt;/a&gt; to kingdom come! &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;YEAH BABY YEAH!! thanks ian and leon LOADS. thanks thanks thanks! whooo! nice timings (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know my mum was screaming at me to sleep like, 15min before the fight ended. wahh. then in my room i was like praying and praying that i'll win. i mean i'm so far already and so near to winning. not like the last time. so i was praying and praying and smsing. and i won! GOD IS GRACIOUS. praise be to jesus! WHOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miin's friends pangsehed her.&lt;br /&gt;quite afew at it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;you shouldn't fight your friends so much.&lt;br /&gt;or they'll support your opponents.&lt;br /&gt;like ME.&lt;br /&gt;YEAHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't play play with me!&lt;br /&gt;i got some pretty amazing and great friends.&lt;br /&gt;not some. ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;they rock. =D&lt;br /&gt;thanks everyone who supported me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt think i would have won at first.&lt;br /&gt;when i managed to get like 130 street cred support i was uber suprised.&lt;br /&gt;and happy. that's alot.&lt;br /&gt;then miin whacked me to 0.01&lt;br /&gt;but willa helped me. love you ahma.&lt;br /&gt;then i managed to get another 35+ street cred&lt;br /&gt;and miin whacked me to 0.0&lt;br /&gt;and i whacked her to 0.0&lt;br /&gt;and audrey joined me and someone joined miin.&lt;br /&gt;and we whacked each other to 0.03.&lt;br /&gt;cant remember who was winning.&lt;br /&gt;ian says at 20seconds he whacked miin's team.&lt;br /&gt;and at like last few seconds leon joined.&lt;br /&gt;leon has 5.0 street cred.&lt;br /&gt;and miin prob thought i was sleeping and wouldn't win.&lt;br /&gt;cos she didnt whack audrey's 0.03 anyway.&lt;br /&gt;so i won 5.03 to 0.0&lt;br /&gt;yeahhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again i praise godd. he's been great to me.&lt;br /&gt;during the history paper too.&lt;br /&gt;whoo! &lt;3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-7550767357124401815?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/7550767357124401815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=7550767357124401815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/7550767357124401815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/7550767357124401815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#7550767357124401815' title='::9 October::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-2977559130623611890</id><published>2007-10-08T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T22:23:23.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::8 October::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TONGMIIN/MIINYPOO! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. you've really amused me throughout this year. you're also such a great godangel for writing me nice and long letters! would have been better if you stopped fighting me on facebook. -.-  anyway no matter what i say lah i &lt;3 you ahhaa. god bless always and please study. you're a smart enough girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm high right now!&lt;br /&gt;helped guan win a fight against some yimin person.&lt;br /&gt;and guan's letting me win her! &lt;3 you loads dear.&lt;br /&gt;she so nice. and amuses me. alot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today REASONS FOR EXPLORATION CAME OUT! whoo! i was so happy lah! then paper was super funny. cos betty yeo was the teacher lah then before 10.30 she said "girls you can open your paper and read the questions first then save time. but cannot write yet" omgeee that's so her haha. then at the end we were throwwing stuff around like paper across the class and laughing. denise started it. -.- and like elaine throw this paper that hit squarely on the back of pris's head. chao funny. best thing was betty yeo was happily counting papers and didnt realise. XD when she looked up she saw all the ppr on the floor and was like "girls, please stop throwing rubbish on the floor. and what's the joke, i want to know too." oh my skyyy. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-2977559130623611890?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/2977559130623611890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=2977559130623611890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/2977559130623611890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/2977559130623611890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#2977559130623611890' title='::8 October::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-6498574770176965415</id><published>2007-10-06T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T22:11:22.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::6 October::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ALICIA! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you still owe me a letter girl. for like. 6 months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;money makes the world go square!&lt;br /&gt;it's going square for me. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-6498574770176965415?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/6498574770176965415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=6498574770176965415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/6498574770176965415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/6498574770176965415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#6498574770176965415' title='::6 October::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-1167307439678227088</id><published>2007-10-05T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T19:37:43.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::5 October::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="story clearfix no_border share" id="story_1901292"&gt;&lt;div class="icon"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/minifeed.php?id=520833992&amp;amp;filter=14"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.ak.facebook.com/images/icons/link.gif?12:30284" alt="" class="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="body clearfix"&gt;&lt;div class="headline clearfix"&gt;&lt;span class="title"&gt;&lt;div class="share_and_hide clearfix"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=520833992#" onclick="return share_internal_config('s=99&amp;appid=2341989679&amp;p[]=520833992&amp;p[]=6523816325');" class="share" title="Send this to friends or post it on your profile."&gt;Share&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h2 class="xhas_media"&gt;Yirong posted &lt;span&gt;a link&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="date"&gt;7:19pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="extra_media clearfix"&gt;&lt;div id="s6523816325" class="sharefeed_item clearfix"&gt;&lt;div class="share_media clearfix external share_ext_misc sharefeed_item"&gt;&lt;div class="ext_media clearfix no_extra"&gt;&lt;div class="textual"&gt;&lt;div class="metadata"&gt;&lt;div class="title"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/share_redirect.php?h=750d84913e9bb5fa50a94d75fdd0f901&amp;amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fapps.facebook.com%2Ffightersc%2Fdetails%3Ffid%3D1217960%26src%3D5&amp;amp;sid=6523816325" title="http://apps.facebook.com/fightersc/details?fid=1217960&amp;amp;src=5" target="_blank"&gt;Fight!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="url"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/share_redirect.php?h=750d84913e9bb5fa50a94d75fdd0f901&amp;amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fapps.facebook.com%2Ffightersc%2Fdetails%3Ffid%3D1217960%26src%3D5&amp;amp;sid=6523816325" title="http://apps.facebook.com/fightersc/details?fid=1217960&amp;amp;src=5" target="_blank"&gt;http://apps.facebook.com/fightersc/details?fid=121...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="summary"&gt;Check this fight out. It currently has 7 people participating in it, and is on for a total duration of 22 hours!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="owner_comment"&gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt;you are to support ANDREA cause she is currently winning with 50k to nil. yeppp! I LOVE YOU ANDY. hahahaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="share_item_actions"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/posted.php?id=520833992&amp;amp;share_id=6523816325&amp;amp;show_add_comment#s6523816325"&gt;Add a comment&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;omgosh don't you just LOVE  her to bits! she's so funny lahh! &lt;33 style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;IF ONLY EVERYONE WAS LIKE THAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tongmiin don't fight me again.&lt;br /&gt;i don't care if you dared me.&lt;br /&gt;i'll cry! );&lt;br /&gt;you forever bullying me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-1167307439678227088?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/1167307439678227088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=1167307439678227088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/1167307439678227088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/1167307439678227088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#1167307439678227088' title='::5 October::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-3398369915138994423</id><published>2007-10-04T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T21:33:43.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::4 October::</title><content type='html'>I'm pissed. and someone's gonna pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;cosofsomedumbassholesabrinatayshitperson&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should've listened to miin. -.-&lt;br /&gt;DECLAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-3398369915138994423?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/3398369915138994423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=3398369915138994423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/3398369915138994423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/3398369915138994423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#3398369915138994423' title='::4 October::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-731278892062996261</id><published>2007-10-04T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T18:36:02.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::4 October::</title><content type='html'>jiayou for eyas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 down, 7 more to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english compo could have been better. wrote question 2.&lt;br /&gt;i'm quite satisfied with my lit (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese compo tmr! &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;and geog. everyone's mugging for it. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-731278892062996261?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/731278892062996261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=731278892062996261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/731278892062996261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/731278892062996261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#731278892062996261' title='::4 October::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-2976458926223827147</id><published>2007-09-28T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T18:13:24.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::28 September::</title><content type='html'>oh i just remembered. it was bernice's birthday yesterday. happy belated birthday! sorry! all the medicine made me super forgetful. my lit quiz, i cant believe i changed some of my answers to wrong ones! ))): ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay didnt go sch yesterday lols. had cough, fever, runny nose and sore throat lol. but fever went away. doc said it was some kinda bronchitis thingy cos of asthma i got cos of some strange sensitive gene thing that i got and of 3 things i happened to get sensitive lungs. my sis got sensitive nose and my mum got sensitive skin. lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn funny trying to explain what bronchitis was to stephanie. all of us were trying to explain then strange words started coming out like "you know, the thing that sprouts in your lungs" oO (courtesy of Rain) and some, ahem, unintentionally obscene gestures. haha. super funny. and Rain tried to explain using a straw as a windpipe. goshes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;TONGMIIN I  LOVE YOU FOR GETTING ME A RUBIKS CUBE!!&lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(: muacks dear. although i think that you got it for me only cos you're scared i wont get anything for you =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;YIRONG I LOVE YOU FOR TEACHING ME HOW TO SOLVE SECOND LAYER OF RUBIKS CUBE!! &lt;3 style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;YAY I SOLVED MY RUBIKS CUBE THING ALREADY!!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;NO THANKS TO YOU MIIN &lt;/span&gt;(what with the weird up down clock left right anti down up or whatnot. and duh i know that the rows are the ones on the cube!! i was asking WHICH OF THE THREE.)BLERGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;ahem, some squares of my rubiks cube is already loose AND I WONDER WHO DID IT!! today like so many people borrowed it from me. -.- waseh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit. eyas coming soon. have to study!! hopefully get high GPA 't wait for it to be over. average lols. can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/27210212-2976458926223827147?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/2976458926223827147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=2976458926223827147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/2976458926223827147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/2976458926223827147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#2976458926223827147' title='::28 September::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-3055751824066059233</id><published>2007-09-26T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T00:31:34.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::25 September::</title><content type='html'>had french orals today. left at 1.15. was supposed to find miin but then she came late lol. and she forgot to bring the cube diao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we took some funny small bus. then me and esther were super nervous on the bus and revising. then cos the weird bus went on a roundabout way to MOELC and on the way we were fantasizing that the bus uncle will kidnap the whole bunch of us so that we don't have to go for orals. plus some RGS girls are super rich mah. haha. then when the uncle turned into moelc road there esther was groaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orals was strange. everything was in french. ni qian didn't come early than cos me and esther went at like, 2.35 so i had to go first. wahh! the teacher spoke in french. then half the time i couldn't understand her. even when she read the instuctions. she probably saw my blank look then she started pointing to the instructions then i got it haha. presenting the person was okay. i got 6/8 (i saw haha) then the conversation one super funny. cos she was trying to ask me how to go to my house (where we super "supposed" to meet). then i didnt understand her. she repeated so many times, each time rephrasing. prob cos i had a super confused look, she said again, slower and emphasized on words. i caught "metro" so i said "um, north-east line?" then she said something else which i guessed was what stop to stop at so i said "errr... newton??? 0o" haha then she said something (i thought she was ending) so i said "A BIENTOT A DIMANCHE! AU REVOIR!" then she was laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. i just finished watching bruce almighty. super nice! =D okay. gtg mug french ppr. not gonna go sch tmr! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-3055751824066059233?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/3055751824066059233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=3055751824066059233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/3055751824066059233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/3055751824066059233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#3055751824066059233' title='::25 September::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-2215815650822484663</id><published>2007-09-23T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T14:34:31.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::23 September::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;table style="background: rgb(238, 238, 238) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(234, 234, 234);" bg="" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(53, 53, 53);"&gt;Cattell's 16 Factor Test Results&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="background: rgb(221, 221, 221) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; color: black; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="4"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Warmth&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="50"&gt;|||||||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;70%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Intellect&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="50"&gt;||||||||||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;78%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Emotional Stability&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="50"&gt;||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;34%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Aggressiveness&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="50"&gt;|||||||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;70%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Liveliness&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="50"&gt;||||||||||||||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;90%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Dutifulness&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="50"&gt;||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;34%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Social Assertiveness&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="50"&gt;||||||||||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;74%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Sensitivity&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="50"&gt;|||||||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;62%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Paranoia&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="50"&gt;||||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;54%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Abstractness&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="50"&gt;||||||||||||||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;82%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Introversion&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="50"&gt;|||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;46%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Anxiety&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="50"&gt;||||||||||||||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;82%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Openmindedness&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="50"&gt;|||||||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;70%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Independence&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="50"&gt;|||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;50%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Perfectionism&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="50"&gt;|||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;46%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Tension&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="50"&gt;|||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;42%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/cattell-16-factor.html"&gt;Take Cattell 16 Factor Test (similar to 16pf)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/"&gt;personality tests by similarminds.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table bg=""  border="1" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="474" style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(222, 222, 222);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(67, 67, 67);"&gt;Factor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(222, 222, 222);" width="33%"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(67, 67, 67);"&gt;low score&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(222, 222, 222);" width="33%"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(67, 67, 67);"&gt;high score&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;Warmth&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee" width="33%"&gt;cold, selfish&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee" width="33%"&gt;supportive, comforting&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td&gt;Intellect&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td width="33%"&gt;instinctive, unstable&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td width="33%"&gt;cerebral, analytical&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;Emotional Stability&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee" width="33%"&gt;irritable, moody&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee" width="33%"&gt;level headed, calm&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td&gt;Aggressiveness&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td width="33%"&gt;modest, docile&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td width="33%"&gt;controlling, tough&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;Liveliness&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee" width="33%"&gt;somber, restrained&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" bgcolor="#eeeeee" width="33%"&gt;wild, fun loving&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td&gt;Dutifulness&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" width="33%"&gt;untraditional, rebellious&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td width="33%"&gt;conforming, traditional&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;Social Assertiveness&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee" width="33%"&gt;shy, withdrawn&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" bgcolor="#eeeeee" width="33%"&gt;uninhibited, bold&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td&gt;Sensitivity&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td width="33%"&gt;coarse, tough&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td width="33%"&gt;touchy, soft&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;Paranoia&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee" width="33%"&gt;trusting, easy going&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee" width="33%"&gt;wary, suspicious&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td&gt;Abstractness&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td width="33%"&gt;practical, regular&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" width="33%"&gt;strange, imaginative&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;Introversion&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee" width="33%"&gt;open, friendly&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee" width="33%"&gt;private, quiet&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td&gt;Anxiety&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td width="33%"&gt;confident, self assured&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td width="33%"&gt;fearful, self-doubting&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;Openmindedness&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee" width="33%"&gt;closeminded, set-in-ways&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee" width="33%"&gt;curious, exploratory&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td&gt;Independence&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td width="33%"&gt;outgoing, social&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td width="33%"&gt;loner, craves solitude&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;Perfectionism&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee" width="33%"&gt;disorganized, messy&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee" width="33%"&gt;orderly, thorough&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td&gt;Tension&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td width="33%"&gt;relaxed, cool&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td width="33%"&gt;stressed, unsatisfied&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like those i highlighted in green! &lt;3 though it kinda implies i'm like super paikia and kinda siao... -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-2215815650822484663?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/2215815650822484663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=2215815650822484663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/2215815650822484663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/2215815650822484663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#2215815650822484663' title='::23 September::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-1292693405092304901</id><published>2007-09-22T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T22:20:36.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::22 September::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;GOSH.&lt;/span&gt; read this. super super farney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;❤ I NEED NO PRINCE]]      ♀dance      ELITA§ CHOSEN ONE says:&lt;br /&gt;you got a CACTUS???&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;baby your secret's safe++__||   says:&lt;br /&gt;YES&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;baby your secret's safe++__||   says:&lt;br /&gt;FROM STOOPID MIIN AND EVAN&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;baby your secret's safe++__||   says:&lt;br /&gt;AND I LOOKED ABSOLUTELY RETARDED WALKING THROUGH ORCHARD WITH A CACTUS&lt;br /&gt;❤ I NEED NO PRINCE]]      ♀dance      ELITA§ CHOSEN ONE says:&lt;br /&gt;LOLOLOLOLOL&lt;br /&gt;❤ I NEED NO PRINCE]]      ♀dance      ELITA§ CHOSEN ONE says:&lt;br /&gt;OKAYYY&lt;br /&gt;❤ I NEED NO PRINCE]]      ♀dance      ELITA§ CHOSEN ONE says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;baby your secret's safe++__||   says:&lt;br /&gt;SO LAME RIGHT&lt;br /&gt;❤ I NEED NO PRINCE]]      ♀dance      ELITA§ CHOSEN ONE says:&lt;br /&gt;HILARIOUS LURHHH&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;baby your secret's safe++__||   says:&lt;br /&gt;NORT FUNNY&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;baby your secret's safe++__||   says:&lt;br /&gt;i scared i kill it&lt;br /&gt;❤ I NEED NO PRINCE]]      ♀dance      ELITA§ CHOSEN ONE says:&lt;br /&gt;you went to meet deenie 0.0 with a cactus?? hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;baby your secret's safe++__||   says:&lt;br /&gt;then evangeline will come after me with a chopping knife&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;baby your secret's safe++__||   says:&lt;br /&gt;on the bus i nearly dropped it&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;baby your secret's safe++__||   says:&lt;br /&gt;so stupid lo. half the world was laughing at me&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;baby your secret's safe++__||   says:&lt;br /&gt;okay not laughing, but looking&lt;br /&gt;❤ I NEED NO PRINCE]]      ♀dance      ELITA§ CHOSEN ONE says:&lt;br /&gt;0.0 LOL&lt;br /&gt;❤ I NEED NO PRINCE]]      ♀dance      ELITA§ CHOSEN ONE says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;❤ I NEED NO PRINCE]]      ♀dance      ELITA§ CHOSEN ONE says:&lt;br /&gt;dont worry!&lt;br /&gt;❤ I NEED NO PRINCE]]      ♀dance      ELITA§ CHOSEN ONE says:&lt;br /&gt;the last time i went on a bus&lt;br /&gt;❤ I NEED NO PRINCE]]      ♀dance      ELITA§ CHOSEN ONE says:&lt;br /&gt;a "SUPER" woman was sitting with a HUGE potted plant with HUGE purple-white flowers (cant remember the name) on her LAP&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;baby your secret's safe++__||   says:&lt;br /&gt;GOSH&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;baby your secret's safe++__||   says:&lt;br /&gt;thank goodness i didnt get something like that&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;baby your secret's safe++__||   says:&lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW. EVANGELINE. WANTS. TO. GIVE. ME. A. MATCHING. CACTUS. FOR. CHRISTMAS!!!&lt;br /&gt;❤ I NEED NO PRINCE]]      ♀dance      ELITA§ CHOSEN ONE says:&lt;br /&gt;LOLOLOLOL??&lt;br /&gt;❤ I NEED NO PRINCE]]      ♀dance      ELITA§ CHOSEN ONE says:&lt;br /&gt;what kinda MATCHING cactus can there be?????&lt;br /&gt;❤ I NEED NO PRINCE]]      ♀dance      ELITA§ CHOSEN ONE says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;❤ I NEED NO PRINCE]]      ♀dance      ELITA§ CHOSEN ONE says:&lt;br /&gt;later she give you "mummy and daddy" cactus that are more gigantic&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;baby your secret's safe++__||   says:&lt;br /&gt;GOSH&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;baby your secret's safe++__||   says:&lt;br /&gt;i'll be the one running after HER with a cactus&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;baby your secret's safe++__||   says:&lt;br /&gt;she said my angel got a round one with WHITE POINTY THINGS. -.-!!&lt;br /&gt;❤ I NEED NO PRINCE]]      ♀dance      ELITA§ CHOSEN ONE says:&lt;br /&gt;0.0 WHITE POINTY THINGS???&lt;br /&gt;❤ I NEED NO PRINCE]]      ♀dance      ELITA§ CHOSEN ONE says:&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUS???&lt;br /&gt;❤ I NEED NO PRINCE]]      ♀dance      ELITA§ CHOSEN ONE says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahha&lt;br /&gt;❤ I NEED NO PRINCE]]      ♀dance      ELITA§ CHOSEN ONE says:&lt;br /&gt;you shld tell her that for her to show her sincerity&lt;br /&gt;❤ I NEED NO PRINCE]]      ♀dance      ELITA§ CHOSEN ONE says:&lt;br /&gt;she could go to the desert to help you get one&lt;br /&gt;❤ I NEED NO PRINCE]]      ♀dance      ELITA§ CHOSEN ONE says:&lt;br /&gt;=PP&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;baby your secret's safe++__||   says:&lt;br /&gt;GOSH.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;baby your secret's safe++__||   says:&lt;br /&gt;how will i know the difference lo.&lt;br /&gt;❤ I NEED NO PRINCE]]      ♀dance      ELITA§ CHOSEN ONE says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;❤ I NEED NO PRINCE]]      ♀dance      ELITA§ CHOSEN ONE says:&lt;br /&gt;but the facial expression they hav?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;baby your secret's safe++__||   says:&lt;br /&gt;they dun have faces!!&lt;br /&gt;❤ I NEED NO PRINCE]]      ♀dance      ELITA§ CHOSEN ONE says:&lt;br /&gt;their skin colour 0.0&lt;br /&gt;❤ I NEED NO PRINCE]]      ♀dance      ELITA§ CHOSEN ONE says:&lt;br /&gt;LOLOLOL I MEANT EVAN AND MIIN&lt;br /&gt;❤ I NEED NO PRINCE]]      ♀dance      ELITA§ CHOSEN ONE says:&lt;br /&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;baby your secret's safe++__||   says:&lt;br /&gt;AHHAHAA LOL!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;❤ I NEED NO PRINCE]]      ♀dance      ELITA§ CHOSEN ONE says:&lt;br /&gt;gooodness me!!!&lt;br /&gt;❤ I NEED NO PRINCE]]      ♀dance      ELITA§ CHOSEN ONE says:&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW CACTUS"S DONT HAVE FACES!!!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;baby your secret's safe++__||   says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA I THOUGHT YOU WERE TALKING ABOUT THE CACTUS FROM THE DESERT AND STUFF&lt;br /&gt;❤ I NEED NO PRINCE]]      ♀dance      ELITA§ CHOSEN ONE says:&lt;br /&gt;-.-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh! didn't you think that she was talking about the cactuses too? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;❤ I NEED NO PRINCE]]      ♀dance      ELITA§ CHOSEN ONE says:&lt;br /&gt;ask them to decorate cactus like christmas treeee!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-1292693405092304901?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/1292693405092304901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=1292693405092304901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/1292693405092304901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/1292693405092304901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#1292693405092304901' title='::22 September::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-1672864846079449953</id><published>2007-09-22T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T17:23:14.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::22 September::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SALLYCHAN!! &lt;33333333333333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being such a great angel this whole year. [: even though you &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;WERE&lt;/span&gt; a little weird hahaha. i love you loads dear. i remember thinking you were kind of boring at the start of the year but &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;NOW&lt;/span&gt; i think you're really strange. but i still love you loads darlh. muacks. and happy being 14! (: hope you liked the dog. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;AND STOP OFFLINE-ING ON ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evan is so annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;baby your secret's safe++__||   says:&lt;br /&gt;radio so loser&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;baby your secret's safe++__||   says:&lt;br /&gt;no actually shld get her a hp&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;baby your secret's safe++__||   says:&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;baby your secret's safe++__||   says:&lt;br /&gt;and she can get those top up card thing.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;baby your secret's safe++__||   says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. so cool&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;baby your secret's safe++__||   says:&lt;br /&gt;or an mp3&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;baby your secret's safe++__||   says:&lt;br /&gt;not like something useless ahemahem like a CACTUS ahemahem&lt;br /&gt;#fifteen. says:&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;#fifteen. says:&lt;br /&gt;HEY SHE PROMISED TO KEEP IT ALIVE UNTIL NEXT YEAR OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;baby your secret's safe++__||   says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;baby your secret's safe++__||   says:&lt;br /&gt;next year = january too.&lt;br /&gt;#fifteen. says:&lt;br /&gt;mp3 she doesn't listen to radio how to know what songs to put inside?!&lt;br /&gt;#fifteen. says:&lt;br /&gt;BARNEY SONGS?!&lt;br /&gt;#fifteen. says:&lt;br /&gt;eeeeee. no wonder you're her mortal. she thinks the exact same way you do.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;baby your secret's safe++__||   says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;baby your secret's safe++__||   says:&lt;br /&gt;OI WAHLAU YOU&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;baby your secret's safe++__||   says:&lt;br /&gt;send songs to her lah!!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;baby your secret's safe++__||   says:&lt;br /&gt;DUH.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;baby your secret's safe++__||   says:&lt;br /&gt;no wonder you're denise's angel. you're as blur and GH3Y as her&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;baby your secret's safe++__||   says:&lt;br /&gt;okay&lt;br /&gt;#fifteen. says:&lt;br /&gt;hey i'm not gay like her please.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;baby your secret's safe++__||   says:&lt;br /&gt;ignore the gh3y part cos its not applicable to this situation&lt;br /&gt;#fifteen. says:&lt;br /&gt;at least i didn't give her a gay but CUTE swirly thing for her birthday. keyword: CUTE.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;baby your secret's safe++__||   says:&lt;br /&gt;and you gave me&lt;br /&gt;#fifteen. says:&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah i didn't give her anything.&lt;br /&gt;#fifteen. says:&lt;br /&gt;oops.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;baby your secret's safe++__||   says:&lt;br /&gt;a STRANGE CACTUS&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;baby your secret's safe++__||   says:&lt;br /&gt;CACTUS!?!&lt;br /&gt;#fifteen. says:&lt;br /&gt;HEY.&lt;br /&gt;#fifteen. says:&lt;br /&gt;it's UNIQUE&lt;br /&gt;#fifteen. says:&lt;br /&gt;i didn't get denise anything YET so count your blessings.&lt;br /&gt;#fifteen. says:&lt;br /&gt;in this case, a cactus.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;baby your secret's safe++__||   says:&lt;br /&gt;i've never heard of anyone giving someone else a cactus&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;baby your secret's safe++__||   says:&lt;br /&gt;haha LOL&lt;br /&gt;#fifteen. says:&lt;br /&gt;with a cute yellow hat-like thing.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;baby your secret's safe++__||   says:&lt;br /&gt;YAH. looks swollen&lt;br /&gt;#fifteen. says:&lt;br /&gt;i'm a pioneer&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;baby your secret's safe++__||   says:&lt;br /&gt;but denise didnt give you anything either whut did she&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;baby your secret's safe++__||   says:&lt;br /&gt;and YOU PROMISED ME SOMETHING NICE&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;baby your secret's safe++__||   says:&lt;br /&gt;cactus huh...&lt;br /&gt;#fifteen. says:&lt;br /&gt;that IS nice.&lt;br /&gt;#fifteen. says:&lt;br /&gt;it's UNIQUE.&lt;br /&gt;#fifteen. says:&lt;br /&gt;fine fine you'll get an extra addon for your christmas present okay?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;baby your secret's safe++__||   says:&lt;br /&gt;YAY&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;baby your secret's safe++__||   says:&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;baby your secret's safe++__||   says:&lt;br /&gt;YOU PRoMISE AH&lt;br /&gt;#fifteen. says:&lt;br /&gt;christmas i'll get you a matching cactus.&lt;br /&gt;#fifteen. says:&lt;br /&gt;no TWO matching cactus.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;baby your secret's safe++__||   says:&lt;br /&gt;get me a rubiks cube&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;baby your secret's safe++__||   says:&lt;br /&gt;NO&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;baby your secret's safe++__||   says:&lt;br /&gt;NO NONONONONONOo&lt;br /&gt;#fifteen. says:&lt;br /&gt;so the first one won't be lonely.&lt;br /&gt;#fifteen. says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trust her to think of such lame stuff. =D &lt;3 you too though evan.  [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-1672864846079449953?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/1672864846079449953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=1672864846079449953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/1672864846079449953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/1672864846079449953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#1672864846079449953' title='::22 September::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-2761757449275769115</id><published>2007-09-21T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T21:37:28.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::21 September::</title><content type='html'>i plan so well. and that stoopid girl just had to go to somewhere. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;O#$%@#($%*&amp;amp;@#P$% &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;AND SHE WAS IN SCHOOL. -.-&lt;/span&gt; i time so nicely, go at 7.05 wif en-ting. then go there, wanhui tells me that &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;SALLYCHAN&lt;/span&gt; was in school, but not in &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;CLASS&gt; )!(#@$*&amp;amp;%)(#$%!)#@&lt;/span&gt; wahseh! so in the end i pass to sam and told her to giv to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sallychan if you ever read this you had better &lt;3 style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;FIVE OF THEM. 6,8,11,12,13 ARGH. and darlh angel, you looked funny stuffing the dog into your jacket. (you looked pregnant! [:) whooooooooooooshh. i &lt;3 style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;THANK YOU EVANGELINEPOON AND TONGMIIN FOR GETTING ME A &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;CACTUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. yes, a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;CACTUS&lt;/span&gt;. can you imagine how stupid i looked walking down from E block 210  holding a cactus with a yellow head. -.- &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;AND THROUGH ORCHARD ROAD.&lt;/span&gt; i. looked. ab.-so.-lute.-ly.-re.-tard.-ed. thanks. -.- you two get the prize for giving the weirdest present ever hahaha. (and i can't believe you gave sallychan a cactus too.) so strange you all. and you bimbo queen you &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;KILLED&lt;/span&gt; the cactus. see lah. you and your writing of "A" on the cactus. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;EVANGELINE WILL CHOP YOU UP INTO PIECES AND FRY YOU. (:&lt;/span&gt; i'm more suited for the job of sitting at the side and laughing at people haha! miin you getting smarter hor. so near to your birthday then gimme present hor. trying to get present too &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;HOR&lt;/span&gt;. ahhaha. if you had given earlier that was really nice &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;MAYBE&lt;/span&gt; you would have gotten something as nice as sallychan did. =D too bad your bday comes in october. nyehnyeh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-2761757449275769115?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/2761757449275769115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=2761757449275769115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/2761757449275769115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/2761757449275769115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#2761757449275769115' title='::21 September::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-3965771504086236581</id><published>2007-09-19T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T21:56:51.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::19 September::</title><content type='html'>2 songs i &lt;3 style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I gotta go my own way - Vanessa Anne Hudgens feat Zac Efron   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabriella&lt;br /&gt;I gotta say what's in my mind&lt;br /&gt;Something about us&lt;br /&gt;doesn't seem right these days&lt;br /&gt;life keeps getting in the way&lt;br /&gt;Whenever we try, somehow the plan&lt;br /&gt;is always rearranged&lt;br /&gt;It's so hard to say&lt;br /&gt;But I've gotta do what's best for me&lt;br /&gt;You'll be ok..&lt;br /&gt;I've go to move on and be who I am&lt;br /&gt;I just don't belong here&lt;br /&gt;I hope you understand&lt;br /&gt;We might find our place in this&lt;br /&gt;world someday&lt;br /&gt;But at least for now&lt;br /&gt;I gotta go my own away&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna leave it all behind&lt;br /&gt;But I get my hopes up&lt;br /&gt;and I watch them fall everytime&lt;br /&gt;Another colour turns to grey&lt;br /&gt;and it's just too hard to watch it all&lt;br /&gt;slowly fade away&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving today 'cause I've&lt;br /&gt;gotta do what's best for me&lt;br /&gt;Gotta Go My Own Way Lyrics on http://www.lyricsmania.com&lt;br /&gt;you'll be ok..&lt;br /&gt;I've got to move on and be who I am&lt;br /&gt;I just don't belong here&lt;br /&gt;I hope you understand&lt;br /&gt;We might find our place in this&lt;br /&gt;world someday&lt;br /&gt;But at least for now&lt;br /&gt;I gotta go my own away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Troy&lt;br /&gt;What about us?&lt;br /&gt;What about everything we've been through?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabriella&lt;br /&gt;What about trust?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Troy&lt;br /&gt;you know I never wanted to trust you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabriella&lt;br /&gt;and what about me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Troy&lt;br /&gt;What am I supposed to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabriella&lt;br /&gt;I gotta leave but I'll miss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Troy&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabriella&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;I've got to move on and be who I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Troy&lt;br /&gt;Why do you have to go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabriella&lt;br /&gt;I just don't belong here&lt;br /&gt;I hope you understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Troy:&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabriella&lt;br /&gt;We might find our place in this&lt;br /&gt;world someday&lt;br /&gt;but at least for now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Troy&lt;br /&gt;I want you to stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabriella&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go my own way&lt;br /&gt;I've got to move on and be who I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Troy&lt;br /&gt;What about us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabriella&lt;br /&gt;I just don't belong here&lt;br /&gt;I hope you understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Troy&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabriella&lt;br /&gt;We might find our place in this&lt;br /&gt;world someday&lt;br /&gt;but at least for now&lt;br /&gt;I gotta go my own away&lt;br /&gt;I gotta go my own away&lt;br /&gt;I gotta go my own away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;110's Queendom &lt;3-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Music and Lyrics by Andrea Ng and Stephanie Cai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Sung by Dionne and Andrea Ng feat Stephanie Cai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lyrics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dionne&amp;amp;Andrea&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time&lt;br /&gt;there was Rapunzel&lt;br /&gt;She bought a handphone pouch&lt;br /&gt;from the one-ten stall&lt;br /&gt;She was so so pleased&lt;br /&gt;with the pretty pouch&lt;br /&gt;that she cut her hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie, Dionne&amp;amp;Andrea&lt;br /&gt;OH NO NO OH NO OH NOO&lt;br /&gt;(mainly stephanie lah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dionne&amp;amp;Andrea&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time&lt;br /&gt;there was Prince Charming&lt;br /&gt;He came to RGS&lt;br /&gt;to the one-ten stall&lt;br /&gt;He... bought&lt;br /&gt;a handphone holder&lt;br /&gt;and forgot about Snow White&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie, Dionne&amp;amp;Andrea&lt;br /&gt;OH NOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;(stephanie is super loud!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. stephanie only sings the oh nono parts for obvious reasons XD we're gonna get the song thing tmr cos today we forgot to bring our thumbdrives hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah we barged into that mr kok's class (who everyone calles the kok guy) for the second time. yesterday we barged into his sec 2 class to ask him if we can record the next day. (tricia the PIT told stephanie "can you please pull up your socks" HAHAHA. and today to record! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when stephanie was recording just her "oh nono" parts me and dionne were trying our best not to laugh lah! cos like, silence.... then suddenly you hear OH NONO OH NO OH NOOOOO in ahem, off key tones. hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;CHACHA TODAY WAS OH SO FUN.&lt;/span&gt; danced with all the "female" people. whenever we finished once, we'll change partners to the next one. Stephanie is really dur-best lah. You seriously spend more time laughing at her than dancing. and when you're actually dancing, you twirl around in circles (dun ask me why) or simply be very lag. i sympathise with you rain. when the rest were practicing their chacha in threes me, deenie and sarah were sitting together and "cuddling" minus the gross stuff and doing the hand signs thing and making words like "milenka" and "bambino" haha! Sarah is now my ah girl and zhiqi is my ah girl girl. ;D oh and since our dance class ended at 12.10, we played this mind thing where everyone is supposed to try to do the same action (pre selected) at the same time without prompting. super cool! then after that we sat in a circle and did the "I've got peace by the river" song with the hand actions! hahaa npcc people taught the rest ;D so fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FLEE FLY MOTORCAR!&lt;br /&gt;flee&lt;br /&gt;flee fly&lt;br /&gt;flee fly motorcar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honda toyota mitsubishi lancer&lt;br /&gt;oh! no more mitsubishi lancer&lt;br /&gt;driving down the highway without a LICENSE!&lt;br /&gt;ONE DAY I MET WITH AN ACCIDENT&lt;br /&gt;pee poh pee poh pee pee poh&lt;br /&gt;dong qiang dong qiang dong dong qiang&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-3965771504086236581?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/3965771504086236581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=3965771504086236581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/3965771504086236581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/3965771504086236581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#3965771504086236581' title='::19 September::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-8822940322577665112</id><published>2007-09-09T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T21:45:44.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::9 September::</title><content type='html'>tmr sch alr. )): boredom kills anw. that's why i'm dead. please lah, physics pt is like eating me up and it looks horrible. )): argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esther i &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO OUT OUT OUT TMR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUIZZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List out the top 5 presents you wish for:&lt;br /&gt;-more neos! &lt;3 style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;SOME MORE POXES. chickenpox and duckpox damn cute. ;)&lt;br /&gt;-new handphone&lt;br /&gt;-more holidays. (serious, i've been slacking september hols away)&lt;br /&gt;-get good results. is that a present?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person who tagged you is: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;ESTHER NG HUI FEN (:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your relationship with her is: she's my great great grand daughter. haha. (joanne's daughter (zhangxue)'s daughter (en-ting)'s daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your 5 impressions of her/him: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;SHORT! XD&lt;/span&gt; amusing. &lt;s&gt;lousy french speaker&lt;/s&gt;. cute. short. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most memorable thing she has done for you:&lt;br /&gt;told me: je suis deteste andrea. (hey, it's grammatically incorrect. means "I am hate Andrea")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most memorable words she had said to you:&lt;br /&gt;"I don't care, I like 'je suis' better!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If she becomes your lover, you will:&lt;br /&gt;die. okay kidding. but i don't see that happening. love her too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If she becomes your lover, things she has to improve on will be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;HER FRENCH&lt;/span&gt;. not that i care. hahah! just that she'll get annoyed with me correcting her. not that my french is good either;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If she becomes your enemy, you will:&lt;br /&gt;die too. kidding. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;OKAY I KNOW WHAT YOU'RE THINKING&lt;/span&gt;. "she love you you die, she hate you you die. aiyoh!" speak standard english please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If she becomes your enemy, the reason will be:&lt;br /&gt;i correct her french too much? hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most desired thing you want to do for her now is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;HUR&lt;/span&gt;. that sounds wrong. um. laugh at her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your overall impression of him/ her is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;SHORT. XD &lt;/span&gt;hmm. interesting would be a good word. 0o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you think people around you will feel about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;HUR. &lt;/span&gt;i dun geddit. um. that i'm utterly out of my mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The characteristic(s) you love of yourself is /are:&lt;br /&gt;i'm not gay. &lt;3 style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;SOME people now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the contrary. the characteristic (s) you hate of yourself is/ are:&lt;br /&gt;fat. D=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most ideal person you want to be is:&lt;br /&gt;female version of god. impossible i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For people that like and care for you, say something to them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;THIS SOUNDS LIKE SOME RADIO THING&lt;/span&gt; -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pass this quiz to 10 people :)&lt;br /&gt;1. Yirong! &lt;3 style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;HAAHAHA. I WONDER. =DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is No. 9 a female or male?&lt;br /&gt;[ELAINE] if she isn't female, she's les.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If No. 7 and 10 are together, will it be a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;[DEENIE&amp;BERNICE] &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;UM&lt;/span&gt;. seriously have no comment. i'll just laugh my head off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about No. 8 and 5?&lt;br /&gt;[EVAN&amp;DENISE] HAHA! i highly doubt it. one will scare the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is No.2 studying about?&lt;br /&gt;[RAIN] how to entice gary (or isit bob) to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;AHEMAHEM&lt;/span&gt; behind more umbrellas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you had a chat with No. 3?&lt;br /&gt;[MIIN] ur. can't remember. i asked her to help me with physics pt and she hasn't even studied it. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of music band does No. 8 like?&lt;br /&gt;[EVAN] bands with drums. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does No. 1 has any siblings?&lt;br /&gt;[YIRONG] yah. 1 sis 1 bro. according to her her sis is annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you woo No. 3?&lt;br /&gt;[MIIN] UM. NO?? plus she has like 100000000000000000000000 ex-bfs and she's bisexual. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about No. 7?&lt;br /&gt;[DEENIE] haha! dun need to woo alr. we're engaged. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is No. 4 single?&lt;br /&gt;[SALLY] i guess? haha. duno leh. her 'mummy' keeps wanting to seduce the ah boy.&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; HAHA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The surname of No. 5?&lt;br /&gt;[DENISE] lim?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the name of No. 10?&lt;br /&gt;[BERNICE] bernice??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the hobby of No. 4?&lt;br /&gt;[SALLY] i have no idea man. serious. i'm such a lousy mortal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do No.5 and 9 get along well?&lt;br /&gt;[DENISE&amp;ELAINE] haha yah! potential partners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is No. 2 studying at?&lt;br /&gt;[RAIN] the institute for bob and garys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something casually about No. 1?&lt;br /&gt;[YIRONG] my marmy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you tried developing feelings for No. 8?&lt;br /&gt;[EVAN] &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;UH NO&lt;/span&gt;. i'll die first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where does No. 9 live at?&lt;br /&gt;[ELAINE] noidea mans. near pei hwa primary?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What colour does No. 4 likes?&lt;br /&gt;[SALLY] &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;RED RED RED.&lt;/span&gt; haha. for her dear tarbet and RCY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are No. 5 and 1 best friends?&lt;br /&gt;[DENISE&amp;YIRONG] dun think so. but they amuse each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does No. 7 likes No. 2?&lt;br /&gt;[DEENIE&amp;amp;RAIN] haha. tough question. but rain's alr taken by bob/gary goodness knows which&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you get to know No. 2?&lt;br /&gt;[RAIN] she was my gym partner at first! and i remember her cos of her big gross wound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does No. 1 have any pets?&lt;br /&gt;[YIRONG] does carrotcake count?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is No. 7 the sexiest person in the world?&lt;br /&gt;[DEENIE] *coughs and dies*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-8822940322577665112?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/8822940322577665112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=8822940322577665112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/8822940322577665112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/8822940322577665112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#8822940322577665112' title='::9 September::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-1281767668963365290</id><published>2007-09-04T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T15:15:15.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::4 September::</title><content type='html'>lyk, 100000000 years since i last posted oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw this on Candice's blog. super farney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;"THINGS YOU’VE DONE"&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have done any of these things, bold them.&lt;br /&gt;If you want to do any of these things, italicise them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snuck out of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thrown popcorn at people’s heads in a movie theater.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Flown on a plane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Failed a test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Highlighted/Dyed your hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Skipped school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bought something and never wore it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swore in front of your parents. (yah. i so guai)&lt;br /&gt;Been called a slut/whore/etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Drank alcohol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gone out with a good friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Regretted something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Watched TV for 8+ hours straight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Been in a physical fight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Been to a concert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shopped in a big city.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotten a manicure/pedicure. (eww)&lt;br /&gt;Broken the law.&lt;br /&gt;Ran from the cops. (-.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Had a random conversation with someone you don’t even know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gossiped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Forgotten a close friend/ family member’s birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Called an infomercial number.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stayed up all night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Completed a jigsaw puzzle by yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Talked back to a teacher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Changed something about yourself to impress someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spent New Years in Times Square.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone out with someone for their looks. (-.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"NAME BOLD."&lt;br /&gt;If you know someone with one of these names, bold it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ashley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Andrew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anthony&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brittany&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celeste&lt;br /&gt;Cameron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Danielle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Derek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Elizabeth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Elliot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felicia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Frank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gabriella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gage (what kinda name is this? 0o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hilary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hunter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Irene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Isaac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacklyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kristin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kirk&lt;br /&gt;Lacy (HAHAA.)&lt;br /&gt;Lukas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Melissa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marcus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Olivia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Owen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Paige&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Paul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quinn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rachel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sally (ANGEL!&lt;3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sophia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sebastian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tessa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Veronica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vincent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Whitney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Weston&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yvonne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zoe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"RANDOM BOLD."&lt;br /&gt;Bold all that apply to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have more than 1 best friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t own a cellphone.&lt;br /&gt;I have pictures everywhere in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’m not one of those people that goes to starbucks because i think i’m cool by going there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I like to draw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nails are painted at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;I wear sweats everyday.&lt;br /&gt;I hate rap music.&lt;br /&gt;My favorite number is 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’ve lived in the same town/city all my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I looooooove movies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know every word to at least one movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’m into photography.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I own trophies for things I’ve won.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m blonde.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve read all the gossip girl books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My name starts with an "A".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I own a dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’ve been to more than 10 states in the United States.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’m bored. (or else i won't be doing this)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-1281767668963365290?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/1281767668963365290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=1281767668963365290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/1281767668963365290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/1281767668963365290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#1281767668963365290' title='::4 September::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-4628871699637765554</id><published>2007-07-30T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T21:21:12.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::30 July::</title><content type='html'>lemme get this straight. &lt;s&gt;even if my family has:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-2 cars: 1 merc, 1 toyota&lt;br /&gt;-5 comps: 4 laps but the desktop's dying&lt;br /&gt;-2000+sq ft house, 4 rms near orchard&lt;br /&gt;-LCD 46" TV&lt;br /&gt;-a maid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have:&lt;br /&gt;-9 pillows: heh. for guests too.&lt;br /&gt;-3 comforters: like i use them often lah&lt;br /&gt;-2 beds: &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;FOR GUESTS TOO KAY&lt;/span&gt;. and it's double deckered.&lt;br /&gt;-handphone&lt;br /&gt;-burberry wallet: it's authentic but that's not the point.&lt;br /&gt;-my own room with attached toilet&lt;br /&gt;-11 stuffed tortises: &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I WONDER WHO STARTED IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-goodness knows how many stuffed toys&lt;br /&gt;-roller and swivel chair: high backed! &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and whatever else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;. rich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-4628871699637765554?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/4628871699637765554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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June::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Through your love and through the ram,&lt;br /&gt;You saved the son of abraham;&lt;br /&gt;Through the power of your hand,&lt;br /&gt;Turned the sea into dry land.&lt;br /&gt;To the outcast on her knees,&lt;br /&gt;You were the God who really sees,&lt;br /&gt;And by your might,&lt;br /&gt;You set your children free.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;el shaddai &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-3253738543599045764?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/3253738543599045764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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June:</title><content type='html'>Tea tree? &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PUKES.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;guess what, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i'm already looking forward to the september holidays&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screw them all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-4717245157576507291?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/4717245157576507291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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June::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The love of God is greater far&lt;br /&gt;Than tongue or pen can ever tell&lt;br /&gt;It goes beyond the highest star&lt;br /&gt;And reaches to the lowest hell&lt;br /&gt;The guilty pair, bowed down with care&lt;br /&gt;God gave His Son to win&lt;br /&gt;His erring child He reconciled&lt;br /&gt;And pardoned from his sin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sch's starting tmr. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;DAMN&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i'm &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ANTI-SL&lt;/span&gt;. hate them. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;MOST&lt;/span&gt;. exception of stephanie siow, peiqi and xinyi. and that's it. maybe priscilla too. :D anyway, last three days hav been &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;THE ROCK&lt;/span&gt;. rocked sooo much kay. I &lt;3 color="#33ff33"&gt;ALL OF YOU WHO STAYED AT 110 CHALET&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;bernice, denise, elaine, esther, wenyuan, (rain) rain stayed until 1am but she had to go home then. quite retarded but oh well! &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I LOVE YOU GUYS&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Could we with ink the ocean fil&lt;br /&gt;And were the skies of parchment made&lt;br /&gt;Were every stalk on earth a quill&lt;br /&gt;And every man a scribe by trade&lt;br /&gt;To write the love of God above&lt;br /&gt;Would drain the ocean dry&lt;br /&gt;Nor could the scroll contain the whol&lt;br /&gt;Though stretched from sky to sky&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22nd june:&lt;br /&gt;WWW was kinda fun! hahahha. river rocked. but now my feet scratched. i think it's the mat at the waterworks thing. but it was quite fun :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class bbq! &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;OMGOSH&lt;/span&gt; it rocked so much can. sarah was so funny, trying to fan the fire down hahahaha. then the fire grew &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;BIGGER&lt;/span&gt;. barbeque smoke made me cry. hehe. we had chicken, pork, fish, stingray, crab, sotong, prawn, fishball, sausage, beehoon, potato, sweet potato, longan, &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;WATERMELON! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt; and chips. ate until wah, bloat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22nd/23rd june:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;STAYED OVER!&lt;/span&gt; at first was only me, denise, bernice and wenyuan. so pathetic yeah. then elaine and esther asked their parents and in the end managed to stay. rain tried but her parents say cannot &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I ATE SO MUCH WATERMELON I THINK I FINISHED ABOUT ONE WHOLE WATERMELON CAN.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;yeah. but cards were damn fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;daidi-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was eating watermelon so abit the slow and blur lah, so when i said pass with watermelon in my mouth it comes out as "urngh" hhehe. then wenyuan so smart. it was my turn lah.&lt;br /&gt;someone: andrea! your turn! stop eating watermelon lah.&lt;br /&gt;me: *nods head and looks at cards*&lt;br /&gt;wenyuan: i bet she's gonna eat her watermelon or go "urngh"&lt;br /&gt;me: *chokes and laughs and watermelon drops out of mouth* (hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;murderer= diamonds was civilian (2), spades, murder(2). hearts detective(1) and clubs angel(1). to kill you make eye contact with your victim and wink. then the victim goes "i'm dead"detective makes a "gun" with fingers and points at murderer and go "bang".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;murderer1-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got A of diamonds 3 times in a row. then changed A of diamonds to J of diamonds. and I got that 3 times in a row too. then after that i got J of hearts 3 times in a row. ironic eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;murderer2-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got A of spades so i'm murderer.&lt;br /&gt;me: *winks at elaine*&lt;br /&gt;elaine: i'm dead.&lt;br /&gt;me: *winks at denise*&lt;br /&gt;denise *no sound* *winks back at me*&lt;br /&gt;both of us start laughing like idiots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;murderer3-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elaine saw denise's card by accident. and i forgot who was detective.&lt;br /&gt;detective: *points at elaine* bang. *points at denise* bang.&lt;br /&gt;denise: elaine saw my card and showed me a message that said partners in crime.&lt;br /&gt;the way she said it was so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;murderer4-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esther (after being caught as murder): walau i could have won lah! just that andrea always dun look at me one!&lt;br /&gt;me eating watermelon: hur?&lt;br /&gt;everyone laughs.&lt;br /&gt;(next round)&lt;br /&gt;esther: andrea looks suspicious she's looking at me.&lt;br /&gt;me: hur?&lt;br /&gt;esther: elaine looks suspicious she's laughing like an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;everyone laughs at esther's weird logic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AT NIGHT JUST BEFORE SLEEPING-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first i was sleeping next to the fridge and cupboard and elaine facing the mirror both on single beds. then denise sleeping on her sleeping bag on the floor. bernice, wenyuan and esther shares the two supersingle beds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we all found out alot about fengshui and buddhist beliefs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elaine: andrea can i change bed with you?&lt;br /&gt;me: um, okay. why?&lt;br /&gt;elaine: cos i buddhist and we have the belief that if you sleep facing the mirror then at night your spirit will wander into the mirror and don't come back something like that.&lt;br /&gt;bernice: yah, and there's another belief that cannot sleep facing the bookshelves or else your spirit will wander into the books.&lt;br /&gt;denise: HAR? I always fall asleep with the book across my face leh.&lt;br /&gt;me: oh wow, thanks. *changes beds*&lt;br /&gt;me: then how come cannot face the other way.&lt;br /&gt;elaine: something about later ying and yang not balanced.&lt;br /&gt;wenyuan: HAR? i buddhist leh but i duno all this.&lt;br /&gt;bernice: then you cannot sleep facing the door or the window leh. that's why in people's house you don't usually see the door facing the window.&lt;br /&gt;me: my room door face window leh! but then i dun face either! OH. I FACE THE TOILET DOOR.&lt;br /&gt;bernice: aiyah, your spirit then dun want to go to the toilet lah, sit on the toilet bowl ah?&lt;br /&gt;wenyuan: really ah? i didn't know leh.&lt;br /&gt;esther: i also dono. but then again i'm christian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of us gets so freaked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O love of God, how rich and pure!&lt;br /&gt;How measureless and strong!&lt;br /&gt;It shall forevermore endure&lt;br /&gt;The saints' and angels' song&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;praise be to jesus. &lt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-1522718470621901382?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/1522718470621901382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=1522718470621901382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/1522718470621901382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/1522718470621901382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#1522718470621901382' title='::24 June::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-2317439640512254785</id><published>2007-06-09T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T23:44:16.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::9 June::</title><content type='html'>i came back from japan! &lt;33&gt;&lt; color="#33ff33"&gt;HAVENT STARTED ON PTS YET MY GOODNESS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.i removed password.&lt;br /&gt;6. class bbq and possible sleepover! duno if going or not cos my dad wants to go malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;7. four t3 sls?! wtff. kill me now somebody and i'm serious. i &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;HATE&lt;/span&gt; sls. with probably exceptions like xinyi and stephanie(111).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well i shall go sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;what you're doing is as good as that and i hate it. somehow you've become really self-centered. you've changed dear and i don't understand you anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;there is only a certain number of blows that can be dealt before they no longer becomes effective. and now it's reached that state and you don't even know it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-2317439640512254785?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/2317439640512254785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=2317439640512254785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/2317439640512254785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/2317439640512254785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#2317439640512254785' title='::9 June::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-5001013637225617939</id><published>2007-05-24T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T21:56:01.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::24 May::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;WHOO. ONE MORE DAY TO HOLIDAYS BABEYY&lt;/span&gt;. and tmr is an official slack day. our timetable's contact time, research studies, &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;AESTHETICS (D&amp;amp;T and ART &lt;33),&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; MATHS&lt;/span&gt;. mathertament or somthing liddat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr's also &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;EAT WITH YOUR FAMILY DAY&lt;/span&gt;! rgs insists that everyone leaves the school by 5pm. O_O haha. but out npccsea head intends on dragging the training cos &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;APPARENTLY&lt;/span&gt;, we're supp to be starting drills (yes, almost june and we havent started drills) and she has to interview ALL the sec2s for open house prep. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;OPEN HOUSE! ON SATURDAY!&lt;/span&gt; mustmustmust come! :D haha. i might be there might not. might be at the chem booth helping out! &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;CIP HOURS! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt; hehe. and on monday i might be going back to nanyang to &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;TEACH!&lt;/span&gt; (yes, i hope the kids dun fail XD haha. i'm 4 A* student after all kay!) :D whoos! &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;MORE CIP HOURS! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sound so cip hours obessed. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiaxuan's sl group is doing some history tour leading thing for SL but it's on 6th june and i'm not in s'pore )): so can't go! &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;WAHH&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;NPCCSEA CAMP ON 29th-30th MAY. LEARNING TO SHOOT GUN! &lt;33&lt;/span&gt; but i'm leaving slightly earlier, maybe 1-2hs earlier bah. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;AND I HAVE TO FIND MY WAY BACK HOME FROM HQ OMGOSH!! WALAU LAH&lt;/span&gt;. cos my mum'll be in japan alr and my dad'll be working. and i have to lug my camp stuff!! &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;AND APPARENTLY HQ IS AT QIANHU FISH FARM THERE&lt;/span&gt;. where's that!! alamak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going japan from 30th may-8 june! &lt;33 color="#33ff33"&gt;PENDING&lt;/span&gt;. :D 30th june! either going acsbarker funfair &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;(DUN ASK ME WHY GO ASK THAT STUPID TONGMIIN SHE MADE ME AND RAIN AND STEPH BUY TICKETS WALAU.)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or nanyang funfair! &lt;33 color="#33ff33"&gt;OH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; YEAH.&lt;/span&gt; and holiday tuition. hope it'll be fun! :D i know last yr psle hol tuition was super super fun. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i duno why things have to be like that i don't like it either. i'm sorry. i just can't express it properly.. &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;[to bernice]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/27210212-5001013637225617939?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/5001013637225617939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=5001013637225617939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/5001013637225617939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/5001013637225617939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#5001013637225617939' title='::24 May::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-674831096267595088</id><published>2007-05-18T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T23:44:38.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::18 May::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOOD JOB 110!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; we got &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;THIRD&lt;/span&gt;. out of &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;THIRTEEN&lt;/span&gt;. which is &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;GOOD&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chaotah face. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;YES&lt;/span&gt;, a thousand and one people told me that i looked like i stuck my head into the oven and roasted my face but &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt; i didn't. blame the make-up people! &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;HEH HEH&lt;/span&gt;. kiddings. it was an interesting experience getting my face smudged with &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;DARK EYESHADOW&lt;/span&gt;. yes, &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;EYESHADOW&lt;/span&gt;! such a brilliant idea right. at least i wasnt a bird, the birds had blusher and &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;PROPER&lt;/span&gt; coloured eyeshadow too! (haha we used sci period to do make up &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;HEHE&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;INPROPER PLANNING &lt;s&gt;ON THE SCHOOL'S PART&lt;/s&gt; CAUSED MIKE INSUFFICIENCY AND CONFUSION AMONGST THE CAST. AND THIS LED TO A DELAY IN TIME TRYING TO GET THE @(*$#&amp;amp;%@# MIKES(/FIXED). AND. AND. AND. SOME MIKES WEREN'T WORKING FOR GOODNESS SAKE!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, well. back to &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;RBD&lt;/span&gt;! whenever our cast hugged each other (eg kwai and dawan) ppl went "aww" so &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;WEIRD&lt;/span&gt;. O_O so typical rgs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my myas seriously sucked. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;BIG TIME&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;havent told my mum. damn. any ideas howww. )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall go sleep and think abt it byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-674831096267595088?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/674831096267595088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=674831096267595088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/674831096267595088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/674831096267595088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#674831096267595088' title='::18 May::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-246654295564657373</id><published>2007-05-14T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T19:50:37.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::15 May::</title><content type='html'>my marriage age is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I know how to make a pot of coffee.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I keep track of dates using a calender.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I own more than one credit card.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I know how to change the oil in a car. -&gt;there's such thing as petrol station.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I know how to do my own laundry. -&gt;of course man i'm not that pampered kay!&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I vote every election. -&gt;underage!&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can cook for myself -&gt;vahahaha! it's EDIBLE kay!&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I think politics are exciting.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I balance my checkbook. -&gt;dun hav checkbook )):&lt;br /&gt;[ ] My parents have better things to say than my friends.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I show up for school/college/work every day early.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I always carry a pen in my pocket/purse.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've never gotten a detention. -&gt;of course man i'm guai.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have never smoked a cigarette.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have never gotten completely trashed. -&gt;cough cough. at what.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have forgotten my own birthday at least once.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I like to take walks by myself.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've watched talk shows.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I know what 'credibility' means without looking it up.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I drink coffee at least once a week.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I know how to do the dishes.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can count to 10 in another language. -&gt;chinese, hainanese, jap, french, spanish, malay... i'm so multilingual right.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] When I say I'm going to do something, I do it.&lt;br /&gt;[x] My parents trust me. -&gt;i hope.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I can mow the lawn. -&gt;no lawn to mow alamak!&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can make adults laugh without being stupid. -&gt;apparently, i'm naturally stupid. -.-&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I remember to water the plants. -&gt;no plants to water hahah!&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I study when I have to. -&gt;cough cough&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I pay attention at school/college. -&gt;cough cough.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I remember to feed my pets.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can spell 'experience' without looking it up.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I work out on a regular basis. -&gt;ahem.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I clean up my own mess.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] The people at Starbucks know me by name. -&gt;UMM.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] My favorite kind of food is take out.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have gained weight since middle/high school. -&gt;haha! DUHH.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] The first thing I do when I wake up is get caffeine.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I can go to the store without getting something I don't need.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I understand political jokes the first time they are said.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can type quickly.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have realized that the weather forecast changes every hour. -&gt;they do??&lt;br /&gt;[ ] My only friends are from my place of employment. -&gt;not THAT loser.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have been to a tupperware party. -&gt;waddat?&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have realized that no one will take you seriously unless you are over the age of 25 and have a job.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have more bills than I can pay. -&gt;i dun pay any bills hehe.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] All my friends are older than I am.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can say no to staying out all night.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I use the internet every day.&lt;br /&gt;[x] My wardrobe hasn't changed in a while.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can read a book and actually finish it. [of course!]&lt;br /&gt;Total: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add up all the numbers and repost this&lt;br /&gt;as: "My marriage age is..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My marrige age is 20. O_O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-246654295564657373?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/246654295564657373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=246654295564657373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/246654295564657373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/246654295564657373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#246654295564657373' title='::15 May::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-5214279669099971647</id><published>2007-05-12T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T22:41:24.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::12 May::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-5214279669099971647?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/5214279669099971647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=5214279669099971647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/5214279669099971647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/5214279669099971647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#5214279669099971647' title='::12 May::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-792879534842841128</id><published>2007-05-09T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T22:58:32.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::9 May::</title><content type='html'>i'm blogging so much. farney quotes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask people why they have deer heads on their walls. They always say because it's such a beautiful animal. There you go. I think my mother is attractive, but I have photographs of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ellen Degeneres&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hang a map of the world in my house. Then I'm gonna put pins into all the locations I've travelled to. But first, I'm gonna have to travel to the top two corners of the map so it won't fall down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in a casino, I was standing by the door, and a security guard came over and said "You're gonna have to move. You're blocking the fire exit." As though if there was a fire, I wasn't gonna run. If you're flammable and have legs, you are never blocking a fire exit... Unless you're a table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mitch Hedberg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;Fall is my favorite season in Los Angeles, watching the birds change color and fall from the trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David Letterman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;Maybe in order to understand mankind, we have to look at the word itself: "Mankind". Basically, it's made up of two separate words - "mank" and "ind". What do these words mean ? It's a mystery, and that's why so is mankind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep Thoughts by Jack Handey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the quotes are so farney right!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-792879534842841128?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/792879534842841128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=792879534842841128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/792879534842841128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/792879534842841128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#792879534842841128' title='::9 May::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-626249126305539832</id><published>2007-05-09T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T22:50:05.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::9 May::</title><content type='html'>LAST EXAM TMR!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;3&gt;&lt; &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=ahZgsNvVA4I"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=ahZgsNvVA4I&lt;/a&gt; last part of the vid, stan's face appears in the window SO FREAKKYY!! (oh yeah at the start, stan was bleaching his hair hahah.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;Chorus: Dido&lt;br /&gt;My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I..&lt;br /&gt;got out of bed at all&lt;br /&gt;The morning rain clouds up my window..&lt;br /&gt;and I can't see at all&lt;br /&gt;And even if I could it'd all be gray,&lt;br /&gt;but your picture on my wall&lt;br /&gt;It reminds me, that it's not so bad,&lt;br /&gt;it's not so bad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st Chorus: volume gradually grows over raindrop background&lt;br /&gt;2nd Chorus: full volume with beat right after "thunder" noise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Eminem as 'Stan']&lt;br /&gt;Dear Slim, I wrote but you still ain't callin&lt;br /&gt;I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom&lt;br /&gt;I sent two letters back in autumn, you must not-a got him&lt;br /&gt;There probably was a problem at the post office or something&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot him&lt;br /&gt;but anyways; fuck it, what's been up? Man how's your daughter?&lt;br /&gt;My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm bout to be a father&lt;br /&gt;If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call her?&lt;br /&gt;I'ma name her Bonnie&lt;br /&gt;I read about your Uncle Ronnie too I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who didn't want him&lt;br /&gt;I know you probably hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan&lt;br /&gt;I even got the underground shit that you did with Skam&lt;br /&gt;I got a room full of your posters and your pictures man&lt;br /&gt;I like the shit you did with Ruckus too, that shit was phat&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I hope you get this man, hit me back,&lt;br /&gt;just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan&lt;br /&gt;This is Stan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Chorus: Dido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Eminem as 'Stan']&lt;br /&gt;Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I hope you have a chance&lt;br /&gt;I ain't mad - I just think it's FUCKED UP you don't answer fans&lt;br /&gt;If you didn't wanna talk to me outside your concert&lt;br /&gt;you didn't have to, but you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew&lt;br /&gt;That's my little brother man, he's only six years old&lt;br /&gt;We waited in the blistering cold for you,&lt;br /&gt;four hours and you just said, "No."&lt;br /&gt;That's pretty shitty man - you're like his fucking idol&lt;br /&gt;He wants to be just like you man, he likes you more than I do&lt;br /&gt;I ain't that mad though, I just don't like being lied to&lt;br /&gt;Remember when we met in Denver - you said if I'd write you&lt;br /&gt;you would write back - see I'm just like you in a way&lt;br /&gt;I never knew my father neither;&lt;br /&gt;he used to always cheat on my mom and beat her&lt;br /&gt;I can relate to what you're saying in your songs&lt;br /&gt;so when I have a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on&lt;br /&gt;cause I don't really got shit else so that shit helps when I'm depressed&lt;br /&gt;I even got a tattoo of your name across the chest&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds&lt;br /&gt;It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me&lt;br /&gt;See everything you say is real, and I respect you cause you tell it&lt;br /&gt;My girlfriend's jealous cause I talk about you 24/7&lt;br /&gt;But she don't know you like I know you Slim, no one does&lt;br /&gt;She don't know what it was like for people like us growin up&lt;br /&gt;You gotta call me man, I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever lose&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely yours, Stan -- P.S.&lt;br /&gt;We should be together too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Chorus: Dido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Eminem as 'Stan']&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mister-I'm-Too-Good-To-Call-Or-Write-My-Fans,&lt;br /&gt;this'll be the last package I ever send your ass&lt;br /&gt;It's been six months and still no word - I don't deserve it?&lt;br /&gt;I know you got my last two letters;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect&lt;br /&gt;So this is my cassette I'm sending you, I hope you hear it&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the car right now, I'm doing 90 on the freeway&lt;br /&gt;Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka, you dare me to drive?&lt;br /&gt;You know the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"&lt;br /&gt;about that guy who coulda saved that other guy from drowning&lt;br /&gt;but didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a show he found him?&lt;br /&gt;That's kinda how this is, you coulda rescued me from drowning&lt;br /&gt;Now it's too late - I'm on a 1000 downers now, I'm drowsy&lt;br /&gt;and all I wanted was a lousy letter or a call&lt;br /&gt;I hope you know I ripped ALL of your pictures off the wall&lt;br /&gt;I love you Slim, we coulda been together, think about it&lt;br /&gt;You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it&lt;br /&gt;And when you dream I hope you can't sleep and you SCREAM about it&lt;br /&gt;I hope your conscience EATS AT YOU and you can't BREATHE without me&lt;br /&gt;See Slim; {*screaming*&lt;br /&gt;Shut up bitch! I'm trying to talk!&lt;br /&gt;Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend screamin in the trunk&lt;br /&gt;but I didn't slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't like you&lt;br /&gt;cause if she suffocates she'll suffer more, and then she'll die too&lt;br /&gt;Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the bridge now&lt;br /&gt;Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to send this shit out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Chorus: Dido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Eminem]&lt;br /&gt;Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I just been busy&lt;br /&gt;You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she?&lt;br /&gt;Look, I'm really flattered you would call your daughter that&lt;br /&gt;and here's an autograph for your brother,&lt;br /&gt;I wrote it on the Starter cap&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I musta missed you&lt;br /&gt;Don't think I did that shit intentionally just to diss you&lt;br /&gt;But what's this shit you said about you like to cut your wrists too?&lt;br /&gt;I say that shit just clowning dog,&lt;br /&gt;c'mon - how fucked up is you?&lt;br /&gt;You got some issues Stan, I think you need some counseling&lt;br /&gt;to help your ass from bouncing off the walls when you get down some&lt;br /&gt;And what's this shit about us meant to be together?&lt;br /&gt;That type of shit'll make me not want us to meet each other&lt;br /&gt;I really think you and your girlfriend need each other&lt;br /&gt;or maybe you just need to treat her better&lt;br /&gt;I hope you get to read this letter, I just hope it reaches you in time&lt;br /&gt;before you hurt yourself, I think that you'll be doin just fine&lt;br /&gt;if you relax a little, I'm glad I inspire you but Stan&lt;br /&gt;why are you so mad? Try to understand, that I do want you as a fan&lt;br /&gt;I just don't want you to do some crazy shit&lt;br /&gt;I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that made me sick&lt;br /&gt;Some dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge&lt;br /&gt;and had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she was pregnant with his kid&lt;br /&gt;and in the car they found a tape, but they didn't say who it was to&lt;br /&gt;Come to think about, his name was.. it was you&lt;br /&gt;Damn!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-626249126305539832?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/626249126305539832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=626249126305539832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/626249126305539832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/626249126305539832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#626249126305539832' title='::9 May::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-4541211711250196871</id><published>2007-05-09T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T22:09:30.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::10 May::</title><content type='html'>Rain, says:&lt;br /&gt;uh wait. this show no sex. no female leads.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touched by an angel++__ says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahhahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touched by an angel++__ says:&lt;br /&gt;YEAH LAH&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;touched by an angel++__ says:&lt;br /&gt;you, sex the whole day. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Rain, says:&lt;br /&gt;wow interestness reduced by 50%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahhahaha. rain's so farney. :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one even better lah.&lt;br /&gt;[[ strike 3 `n OUT --youHURTmeREALbad n MADEmeCRY says:&lt;br /&gt;but you guys come out of movie must call mie&lt;br /&gt;[[ strike 3 `n OUT --youHURTmeREALbad n MADEmeCRY says:&lt;br /&gt;take neo must take a phone!! ahahahaha then take the phone as me!!!&lt;br /&gt;[[ strike 3 `n OUT --youHURTmeREALbad n MADEmeCRY says:&lt;br /&gt;im spiritually ther!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bernice freaks me gah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-4541211711250196871?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/4541211711250196871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=4541211711250196871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/4541211711250196871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/4541211711250196871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#4541211711250196871' title='::10 May::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-271138041139186757</id><published>2007-05-05T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T16:28:44.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Celine Dion - A New Day Has Come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new day has...come&lt;br /&gt;I was waiting for so long&lt;br /&gt;For a miracle to come&lt;br /&gt;Everyone told me to be strong&lt;br /&gt;Hold on and don't shed a tear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the darkness and good times&lt;br /&gt;I knew I'd make it through&lt;br /&gt;And the world thought I had it all&lt;br /&gt;But I was waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hush, love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see a light in the sky&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it's almost blinding me&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I've been touched by an angel with love&lt;br /&gt;Let the rain come down and wash away my tears&lt;br /&gt;Let it fill my soul and drown my fears&lt;br /&gt;Let it shatter the walls for a new, new sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new day has...come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where it was dark now there's light&lt;br /&gt;Where there was pain now there's joy&lt;br /&gt;Where there was weakness,&lt;br /&gt;I found my strength&lt;br /&gt;All in the eyes of a boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hush, love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see a light in the sky&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it's almost blinding me&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I've been touched by an angel with love&lt;br /&gt;Let the rain come down and wash away my tears&lt;br /&gt;Let it fill my soul and drown my fears&lt;br /&gt;Let it shatter the walls for a new, new sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new day has...come&lt;br /&gt;A new day has...come&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh, a light...&lt;br /&gt;OOh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS SONG IS THE LOVE MANN! &lt;33 celine dion sings so well! )):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-271138041139186757?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/271138041139186757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=271138041139186757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/271138041139186757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/271138041139186757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#271138041139186757' title=''/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-2645307220000712667</id><published>2007-05-04T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T21:55:19.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::4 May::</title><content type='html'>had history and english ppr 1 today. gosh i wrote super short (8 lines?) for history and i thought it was okay cos short answer question mah, then when mr wolfe collected the pprs&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; OMGOSH, EVERYONE WROTE SO FREAKING MUCH.&lt;/span&gt; esp that ruth lah! write &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;TWO SHEETS OF PAPER.&lt;/span&gt; -gasp-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english, i wrote about some rock thing landing on this guy's foot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently berncie says the class caught the flu from me. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;SHE SAYS&lt;/span&gt; and esther hav runny nose and joanne has cough. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;NOT MY FAULT LAHHHH&lt;/span&gt;. )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Disorder  Rating&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paranoid: &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Schizoid: &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Low &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schizotypal: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;High &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antisocial: &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Moderate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Borderline: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Very High&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Histrionic: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Very High&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Narcissistic:&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; High&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avoidant: &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Moderate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dependent: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Very High&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Obsessive-Compulsive: &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Moderate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;URL of the test: http://www.4degreez.com/misc/personality_disorder_test.mv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this :D -Many believe that schizotypal personality disorder represents mild schizophrenia. The disorder is characterized by &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;odd forms of thinking and perceiving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, and individuals with this disorder often seek isolation from others. They sometimes believe to have &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;extra sensory ability&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or that&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; unrelated events relate to them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; in some important way. They generally &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;engage in eccentric behavior&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and have &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;difficulty concentrating for long periods of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Their &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;speech is often over elaborate and difficult to follow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. make me sound psycho oh wells.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-2645307220000712667?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/2645307220000712667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=2645307220000712667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/2645307220000712667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/2645307220000712667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#2645307220000712667' title='::4 May::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-992403308967147377</id><published>2007-05-02T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T23:11:09.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::2 May::</title><content type='html'>wow i'm sick &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;AGAIN&lt;/span&gt;. down with asthma &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;AGAIN&lt;/span&gt;. which is like, the second time this year -.- first was second day of orientation! &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I MISSED SHIRLEY TAN'S HISTORY OF RGS SECOND PART&lt;/span&gt;. the first part nearly killed me lah! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised i fall sick with &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;LOTS&lt;/span&gt; of serious &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;RESPIRATORY&lt;/span&gt; problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've had pneumonia[&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;THREE YEARS OLD&lt;/span&gt;], bronchitis(X2)[2005&amp;6], asthma(X6)[2005,6&amp;amp;7] at least twice of super serious fever, i remember one was high fever for a &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;WEEK&lt;/span&gt; and the other was apparently somewhere overseas duno what can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on top of that i was born with some sort of hip dislocation thing and was on support for quite awhile &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;HEH&lt;/span&gt;. and i'm &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;CHAO&lt;/span&gt; accident prone -&gt; 8 scars. hehe. when i was young i used to fall almost on a weekly basis. gosh right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyah i shall go and sleep.&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; I THINK I'LL PON SCH TMR :D&lt;/span&gt;. sheesh &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;MYA&lt;/span&gt;s. ahh! mugmug!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-992403308967147377?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/992403308967147377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=992403308967147377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/992403308967147377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/992403308967147377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#992403308967147377' title='::2 May::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-6726996868787290940</id><published>2007-04-30T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T00:02:13.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::30 April::</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I really wonder why some people who are really good at heart, always get hurt. I mean, when something goes wrong they blame themselves regardless of who's at fault. The most frustrating is they will protect the one that inflicts the hurt. How weird is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know who I'm talking about. She chose that role, she &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;WANTED&lt;/span&gt; it, she got it. And now she's blaming us just because she feels that we're a lousy class and that we made her &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;UPSET&lt;/span&gt;?? She took her feelings, "4 months of bottled up feelings", out on someone who did not do anything wrong and actually, the opposite of it. She think's she's right and that she is too stressed and all. I certainly &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;WONDER&lt;/span&gt; who was the one that took up all that positions. At the start she wanted to do &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;EVERYTHING&lt;/span&gt;, and now when she doesn't want to do it anymore she pushes it to others. That freaking pisses me off, the way she does things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter side, there are people who really make me super happy. They're like super funny and random and &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;SENSITIVE&lt;/span&gt;. Jokers really, they amuse me. haha! Seriously, I always end up laughing just talking to them. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;AH!&lt;/span&gt; Don't leave! ): Your choice luhh actually, continue to grow in god no matter which you choose. &lt;33 color="#33ff33"&gt;HUGS&lt;/span&gt;. Barter trade and cheescake &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;HEHE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I shall go and sleep. O.o I'm so emo and random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;BERNICE CRUSHES -------**&lt;/span&gt; whee! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-6726996868787290940?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/6726996868787290940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=6726996868787290940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/6726996868787290940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/6726996868787290940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#6726996868787290940' title='::30 April::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-2098999003347749169</id><published>2007-04-23T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T21:43:55.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::23 April::</title><content type='html'>whee! went out with rain and steph and bernice then went to national library!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was really fun and annoying lah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-2098999003347749169?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/2098999003347749169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=2098999003347749169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/2098999003347749169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/2098999003347749169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#2098999003347749169' title='::23 April::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-2088763927795115798</id><published>2007-04-21T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T23:10:01.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::21 April::</title><content type='html'>my whole body's aching. oh wells. oh yeah! on the way to the bus stop yesterday we came up with reasons why napfa is stupid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;SBJ&lt;/span&gt;: They are scared that you cannot run well enough then if your standing broad jump is good you can "boing" away from the enemy?? O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;SHUTTLE RUN&lt;/span&gt;: Why are you going to run for 10m then turn back and run back? If something like a swarm of bees are chasing you I'm sure you won't start running back and forth right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;SIT-UPS&lt;/span&gt;: Apparently Stephanie says this comes into use by helping you develop abs.&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; GREAT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;REASONING.&lt;br /&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;IT AND REACH&lt;/span&gt;: I think they watched too much drama serials. You know those kind of lame war shows and the person gets captured and locked up? And some stupid guard dropped his keys half a metre away from the jail and the person has to STRECH his arm to get the keys? How pratical hur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;INCLINED PULL-UPS&lt;/span&gt;:To help you climb trees better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;2.4km RUN&lt;/span&gt;: Ah, this one, I don't see the point. I see the point in running 1.6km and not 2.4km. Gives me asthma. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;YEAH&lt;/span&gt;. This is why i herby conclude that secondary school &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;NAPFA&lt;/span&gt; is of no use! :D Anybody who objects, speak now or hold your peace forever XD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-2088763927795115798?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/2088763927795115798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=2088763927795115798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/2088763927795115798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/2088763927795115798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#2088763927795115798' title='::21 April::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-4098014495909767106</id><published>2007-04-21T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T17:01:12.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::21 April::</title><content type='html'>yesterday had napfa. i have to retest cos apparently all my sbjs i crossed the line. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with rain, steph, esther and bernice after that! :D saw sherilyn and lingyue at KFC. apparently sherilyn was dieting by eating a mars bar! wrong way to diet my dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at first we were arguing whether it was 打是疼，骂是爱 or 骂是疼，打是爱。 rain and steph insisted it was the latter and me, esther and bernice insisted it was otherwise. in the end steph said she wasn't sure and rain gave up arguing with us! haha. although she still thinks it's the latter. O_O yeah. aft that we were &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;THINKING BACK ON ORIENTATION&lt;/span&gt;! sounds so old! &gt;.&lt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img height="250" src="http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i303/connectionbug/DSC00316.jpg" width="330" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yayy! &lt;3333. &lt;span style"colour:#33ff33;"&gt;I DECLARE THAT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;110 is the incredible love!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I LOVE YOU GUYS A BUNCH BUNCH BUNCH&lt;/span&gt;! wheee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i forgot to post a picture last time. :D i know i look uber dao but who cares. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="250" src="http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i303/connectionbug/Photo63.jpg" width="330" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;GO SEE 110's BLOG AT &lt;a href="http://chopsticksmeatball.blogspot.com"&gt;http://chopsticksmeatball.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;. WE ARE THE LOVE. &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-4098014495909767106?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/4098014495909767106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=4098014495909767106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/4098014495909767106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/4098014495909767106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#4098014495909767106' title='::21 April::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-6451374385074669186</id><published>2007-04-18T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T21:46:04.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::18 April::</title><content type='html'>Go to google.com (google okay, not google singapore. :D)&lt;br /&gt;Click on Maps&lt;br /&gt;Search for directions from New York to Oslo&lt;br /&gt;Read line 24.&lt;br /&gt;If you giggled, post this on &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;YOUR&lt;/span&gt; blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omgosh it was so super sparstic lah. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;SERIOUSLY&lt;/span&gt;. google should stop being so easily hacked or anything. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;LAWL&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah i forgot to wish Jia Xuan a happy birthday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-6451374385074669186?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/6451374385074669186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=6451374385074669186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/6451374385074669186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/6451374385074669186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#6451374385074669186' title='::18 April::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-6609154940424376677</id><published>2007-04-16T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T21:54:02.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::16 April::</title><content type='html'>you piss me off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shuddup.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-6609154940424376677?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/6609154940424376677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=6609154940424376677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/6609154940424376677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/6609154940424376677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#6609154940424376677' title='::16 April::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-3458561158304644080</id><published>2007-04-11T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T23:35:03.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::11 April::</title><content type='html'>whee. i finally got rain her present. :D it's exactly like jiya's dinofish. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="250" src="http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i303/connectionbug/Photo68.jpg" width="330" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh. we went back into the past. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img height="250" src="http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i303/connectionbug/Photo66.jpg" width="330" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;retards of the world unite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="250" src="http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i303/connectionbug/Photo72.jpg" width="330" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ET GO HOMEEEEEE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="250" src="http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i303/connectionbug/Photo64.jpg" width="330" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;opps. i was supposed to have two fingers. :D i dragged sherilyn into the pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="250" src="http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i303/connectionbug/Photo61.jpg" width="330" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rain looks so terribly retarded-as usual. we look like we escaped from mental hospital 0.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="250" src="http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i303/connectionbug/Photo57.jpg" width="330" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it me or do we all look stupid. -.- guess what the smart bernice was trying to do? &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;GET HER FACE INTO THE PICTURE LAWLS. &lt;/span&gt;she was complaining she couldn't see herself. -.- so she "adjusted acordingly" and rain's in one of her lame kissing poses. diaows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="250" src="http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i303/connectionbug/Photo55.jpg" width="330" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the more "normal" photos hah! we look so.. blue. O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. i think got more but rain never send me. -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-3458561158304644080?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/3458561158304644080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=3458561158304644080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/3458561158304644080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/3458561158304644080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#3458561158304644080' title='::11 April::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-945233857335745828</id><published>2007-04-10T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T22:08:55.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i own. i actually managed to par miin's score in this retarded game. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;BEAT ME&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;a href="http://miniclip.com/mko.php?c=qporsBosBouqUorFBoUBopBFossBUoCNR6SCouBpE"&gt;http://miniclip.com/mko.php?c=qporsBosBouqUorFBoUBopBFossBUoCNR6SCouBpE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are From Venus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatplanetareyoufromquiz/venus.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love all forms of beauty. You love dressing up and anything luxurious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A social butterfly, you're incredibly popular and a great host.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're known for your fairness and affection. And as a frind to all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Careful though! You're desire to please may make you too willing to conform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be yourself. Focus on what matters to you. You'll be all the more popular for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatplanetareyoufromquiz/"&gt;What Planet Are You From?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bahh???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" color="#999999"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 70% Impulsive&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouimpulsivequiz/impulsive-4.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are impulsive, which at times leads to irresponsibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard for you to say no to all but the most insane propositions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you could care less. While your impulsive ways have gotten you in a little trouble - they've made for a very exciting life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouimpulsivequiz/"&gt;Are You Impulsive?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O_O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" color="#b9d3ee"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Hidden Talent&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#c6e2ff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourhiddentalentquiz/waterfall.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the power to persuade and influence others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the type of person who can turn a whole room around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The potential for great leadership is there, as long as you don't abuse it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always remember, you have a lot more power over people than you might think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourhiddentalentquiz/"&gt;What's Your Hidden Talent?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ah. O.o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You Are a Yellow Flower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorflowerareyouquiz/yellow-flower.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A yellow flower tends to represent joy, friendship, and playfulness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, you are childlike, as a buttercup is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at other times, you are fickle, like a dahlia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And more than you wish, you tend to feel bittersweet, like a marigold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorflowerareyouquiz/"&gt;What Color Flower Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm amused. yellow is okay cos it's pretty much like orange! &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You Are 16% Nerdy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/hownerdyareyouquiz/nerd-1.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are definitely not nerdy - in fact, you probably don't know any nerds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You probably care a little too much about your image. No one will know if you secretly watch Star Trek reruns!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/hownerdyareyouquiz/"&gt;How Nerdy Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yayy. that's very very good! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Belong in Spring&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatseasonareyouquiz/spring.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Optimistic, lively, and almost always happy with the world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can truly appreciate the blooming nature of spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether you're planting flowers or dyeing Easter eggs, spring is definitely your season!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatseasonareyouquiz/"&gt;What Season Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i luv spring. &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #dddddd" align="middle"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Aren't Cutthroat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyoucutthroatquiz/cutthroat-3.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You definitely have ambitions and drive, but you also have integrity.&lt;br /&gt;You'll get where you want to in life, and you'll do it the right way.&lt;br /&gt;For you, the ends never justify the means.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Are&lt;/a&gt; You Cutthroat?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;WHEEEEEEEEE&lt;/span&gt;. i'm sho nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yay. random quizzes are amusing. gonna go reply letters byebyebyebyebye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-945233857335745828?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/945233857335745828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=945233857335745828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/945233857335745828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/945233857335745828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#945233857335745828' title=''/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-5581896522844370829</id><published>2007-04-07T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T01:48:21.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::7 April::</title><content type='html'>it's my 121 post! which is a square number! 11X11. random lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I like skinny jeans.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Music is my life.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I write poetry/songlyrics.&lt;br /&gt;[x] My hair covers part of my face.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I wear band shirts.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I know who Jeffree Star is.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I wear/wore converse.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I wear/wore vans.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I wear eyeliner&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have or want my lip pierced.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I had/have listen to Saves TheDay, Chiodos, Thursday and/or MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE!!!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;Total= 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] My love life sucks&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I'm in a band.&lt;br /&gt;[x] My MSN name has an x in it. [hehe. my pm]&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I understand that My ChemicalRomance is not emo.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I also understand that Green Dayis not emo.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I know what mosh means.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I sit in corners often&lt;br /&gt;[ ] most of the time I dislike MTV.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I take pictures of myself a lot. [well last time. now not as much HEH.]&lt;br /&gt;[x] Especially ones where you can'tsee my whole face. [some kinda weird tip by a certain someone.]&lt;br /&gt;Total= 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I am lost without a cd player/myiPod/phone.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I know that emo is not just a stereotype&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have/had thick oversized glasses.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have/had a mohawk. [hahaha!! in P5. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;BELIEVE IT OR NOT&lt;/span&gt;.]&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've worn black nail polish.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I hate my mom.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I hate my dad.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I hate where I live.&lt;br /&gt;[x]Black is a great color&lt;br /&gt;[x]I do/have cut myself [diaow. go figure.]&lt;br /&gt;Total= 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Right now I am listening to music&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I know what hxc and sxe mean.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Myspace = Love and addiction.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Hot Topic doesn't scare me.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I wear studded belts.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've had a body part signed by a band.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've cried while listening to Dashboard Confessional. [that was ages ago. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;BEH&lt;/span&gt;.]&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have/ had dyed/want to dye my hair black.&lt;br /&gt;[x] My closet is mostly filled with black or dark clothes.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I cry a lot [depends on when but yeah.]&lt;br /&gt;[x] I write on myself/or sometimes&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have been called emo before. [duhh. someone just did on MSN. dun ask me why cos i am so not.]&lt;br /&gt;[x] I hate being called emo.&lt;br /&gt;total = 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20x3=60&lt;br /&gt;Im 60% &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;BIMBO&lt;/span&gt;.  oh whatever. i took this from yirong's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. i shall be more random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our class deco rocks. but that was ages ago's news. afew of us stayed back till7/8 plus to do it okay. (seriously no offence to 113ers) we happened to go from class to class to kaypoh. then went 113 class. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"OMGOSH THEIR CLASS DECO ROCKS SO MUCH MAN." "REALLY?! I WANNA GO AND SEE!" "YEAH, IT LOOKS LIKE OURS BEFORE WE DECORATED IT."&lt;/span&gt; -laughs- hehe. damn amusing lah. no offence kays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder who won class deco comp for sec1s.. hrmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evangeline's accusing me of polluting her mind. great thanks to zhiwen last time for polluting &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;MINE&lt;/span&gt;. anyway that pok was the one asking for more jokes okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah, a certain someone pisses me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i tell lots of people that they annoy me just for the fun of it :D cheap thrill eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're doing sing to the dawn for book day &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE&lt;/span&gt;. i'm probably gonna be dawan and kwai's father! &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;IRONICALLY&lt;/span&gt;, my "wife" is 6cm taller than me. thanks alot jaslyn for enlightening me. yeah. unless she becomes the grandmother. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;WAHHH.&lt;/span&gt; and prob my "kids" are gonna be sarah and bernice. 0_0 spookey right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's 2am in the morning. 0.o i'm gonna get huge eyebags. gah. i slacked today away. eat, watch tv, use comp. i rock so much right. you know it man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;behhh, evangeline's nagging at me to go to sleep. just like sarah siaw and short just now. apparently all seniors are like that. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;NYEH&lt;/span&gt;. fine i shall go sleeep. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;BYEEE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-5581896522844370829?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/5581896522844370829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=5581896522844370829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/5581896522844370829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/5581896522844370829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#5581896522844370829' title='::7 April::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-4481137806620692314</id><published>2007-03-31T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T16:25:38.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[x] Held hands with someone -&gt; didn't specify of what gender.&lt;br /&gt;[X] Lost someone&lt;br /&gt;[x] Never got a chance to tell someone something important -&gt; i think i forgot what.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Cried your heart out&lt;br /&gt;[x] Danced -&gt; diao. who hasn't&lt;br /&gt;Total: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Rejected someone -&gt; of what? (:&lt;br /&gt;[x] Heard a rumor about yourself&lt;br /&gt;[x] Hurt someone emotionally&lt;br /&gt;[x] Hurt someone physically -&gt; hehe. you won't want to know what i did.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Got involved in a sport -&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;DUHH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Got called a dork -&gt; believe it or not.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Fell in love&lt;br /&gt;[x] Went to a funeral&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Know someone who has tried to commit suicide I meet sane people.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Wrote a love note -&gt; to my angel and godangels. not exactly love note. but nvm.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Went through a phase -&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Got ditched&lt;br /&gt;[x] Know someone really stupid and/or annoying -&gt; got so many lah! for one there's the stupid triplets... (dionne, you annoy me. :P)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Got in a fist fight with family member.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Drank -&gt; water! haha.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Made a mistake -&gt; who hasn't lahh.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Thought you found the one&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Found out a bf/gf cheated on you&lt;br /&gt;[x] Lied to your parents -&gt; don't tell me you never.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Been lied to -&gt; no one has never lied before. unless they died when they were a baby.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Felt like the happiest person in the world -&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;YUPP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Felt like dying. -&gt; hmm. chinese. does that ring a bell?&lt;br /&gt;[x] Had a crush&lt;br /&gt;Total: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Prayed -&gt; i'm a christian!&lt;br /&gt;[x] Texted in class -&gt; hmmm?&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Smoked a cigarette&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Had more than one crush at a time  -&gt; -.0&lt;br /&gt;[x] Disliked someone -&gt; ._.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total in all: 26&lt;br /&gt;Multiply By Three:&lt;br /&gt;78% - this is how much of a teenager you are.&lt;br /&gt;cool. :D&lt;br /&gt;__________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are sociable, outgoing, energetic, and lively. You prefer to be around people much of the time. You can be very easily upset, even by what most people consider the normal demands of living. People consider you to be extremely sensitive and emotional. Novelty, variety, and change spice up your life and make you a curious, imaginative, and creative person. You have some concern with others' needs, and are generally pleasant, sympathetic, and cooperative. You like to live for the moment and do what feels good now. Your work tends to be careless and disorganized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You feel tense, jittery, and nervous and often feel like something dangerous is about to happen. You may be afraid of specific situations or be just generally fearful. You feel enraged when things do not go your way. You are sensitive about being treated fairly and feel resentful and bitter if you think you are being cheated. You tend to lack energy and have difficult initiating activities. You are sensitive about what others think of you. Your concern about rejection and ridicule cause you to feel shy and uncomfortable around others. You are easily embarrassed and often feel ashamed. Your fears that others will criticize or make fun of you are exaggerated and unrealistic, but your awkwardness and discomfort may make these fears a self-fulfilling prophecy. You often resist any cravings or urges that you have, but sometimes you give in. You experience panic, confusion, and helplessness when under pressure or stress. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You generally make friends easily enough although you mostly don't go out of your way to demonstrate positive feelings toward others. You find the company of others pleasantly stimulating and rewarding, and you enjoy the excitement that crowds provide. You like to speak out, take charge, and direct the activities of others. You are usually the leader in group activites. You lead a moderately paced life. You like some energetic activities, but also like to relax and take it easy. You love bright lights and hustle and bustle. You are likely to take risks and seek thrills. You experience a range of positive feelings, including happiness, enthusiasm, optimism, and joy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often you find the real world is too plain and ordinary for your liking, and you use fantasy as a way of creating a richer, more interesting world for yourself. You are reasonably interested in the arts but are not totally absorbed by them. You have good access to and awareness of your own feelings. Familiar routines are good, but sometimes you like to spice up your life with a bit of adventure or activity. You enjoy a certain amount of debate or intellectual thought, but sometimes get bored with too much. Often you exhibit a readiness to challenge authority, convention, and traditional values. Sometimes you feel a certain degree of hostility toward rules and perhaps even enjoy ambiguity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You naturally assume that most people are fair, honest, and have good intentions. You believe that a certain amount of deception in social relationships is necessary. You are guarded in new relationships and less willing to openly reveal the whole truth about yourself. You find helping other people genuinely rewarding and are generally willing to assist those who are in need. You find that doing things for others is a form of self-fulfillment rather than self-sacrifice. You are not adverse to confrontation and will sometimes even intimidate others to get your own way. You are willing to take credit for good things that you do but you don't often talk yourself up much. You are mostly a compassionate person, however you prefer to make objective judgments when possible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are moderately confident that you can achieve the goals you set yourself. In general you tend to be disorganized and scattered. Your sense of duty and obligation is average and although you are mostly responsible you can sometimes be unreliable. You are content to get by with a minimal amount of work, and might be seen by others as lazy. You have a reasonable amount of will-power and are able to follow through on tasks that you feel you need to complete. You can be distracted however and have been known to procrastinate. You often say or do the first thing that comes to mind without deliberating alternatives and the probable consequences of those alternatives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheeee! (: gonna go reply letters now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-4481137806620692314?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/4481137806620692314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=4481137806620692314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/4481137806620692314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/4481137806620692314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#4481137806620692314' title=''/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-5148388589409025464</id><published>2007-03-11T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T22:41:43.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::11 March::</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I wonder&lt;br /&gt;If I made a wrong step somewhere&lt;br /&gt;When times don't seem as good as they had been before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not so hard then&lt;br /&gt;To wanna lay down and cry&lt;br /&gt;But then I hear a chorus of voices calling from the other shore:&lt;br /&gt;Look up, look up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are my friends, my friends&lt;br /&gt;Just some people walking the same road, with hands&lt;br /&gt;Joined as one together&lt;br /&gt;Cross the bridge, see the rainbow,&lt;br /&gt;Feel the breeze, watch the flowers grow,&lt;br /&gt;Touch the sky, don't you know,&lt;br /&gt;We can go higher, higher, higher...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have shared our morning days&lt;br /&gt;And gone through all rainy nights&lt;br /&gt;Even in the darkest of nights&lt;br /&gt;Stars still light up our way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is a beautiful dream&lt;br /&gt;A dream that will be fulfilled&lt;br /&gt;Cross the bridge of rainbow&lt;br /&gt;In search of the gold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For here we stand&lt;br /&gt;Our dearest friend&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely from our hearts we wish&lt;br /&gt;May streams of sunlight&lt;br /&gt;Shine like rays of hope&lt;br /&gt;Hand in hand, we'll work and strive&lt;br /&gt;For the best things in life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love these songs. haha. learnt them in rgs and somehow i &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; it. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-5148388589409025464?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/5148388589409025464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=5148388589409025464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/5148388589409025464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/5148388589409025464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#5148388589409025464' title='::11 March::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-6378026190206698752</id><published>2007-03-06T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T22:21:13.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"YOU KNOW. I FEEL LIKE SLAUGHTERING SOMEONE. DIE DIE DIE. (yay. I love complaining. ((: sorry. If you don’t like listening just JUMP.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Ruixin told me today had no shotput and discus. I asked her whether she was very very very very sure like, 5 times and she said yes to every single one. Then after that, I saw a classmate, and that classmate told me that I needed to go for finals today. SO. I run run run to netball courts den, there, I saw our vice-capt and our vice-capt told me that I HAD to go for finals. GAH. Den go to mini-amphi our vice-capt asked ruixin. Den darling ruixin said something like, “yeah. Ms tan hai nee told me don’t have this two events (points to discus and shotput) and so I drived the two of them home (me and another girl doing discus and shotput.) den just now ms alina wee said the events are today and now I can’t find any of them.” Den I was like. “UMMMMM… I’m one of them dear.” Yah. Haha. ruixin looked so relieved la. “ohmygosh I love you.” LOL. Den I saw this girl also doing shotput and she said I had to report to the ms wee and she brought me larh. So nice. Haha. DEN MS WEE TOLD ME I HAD TO REPORT TO DISCUS TOO. SO, I RUN RUN RUN TO J BLOCK with our vice-capt and then go there, guess what? they said C1 div wasn’t today. T_T so I run run run back to mini-amphi (through the canteen. Dun ask me why..no one was there) then to the field. To do my shotput! (: I was the only hadlian who did. BEHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That about ends my first complaint. HAHA. NOW FOR THE SECOND.hahahha. bet you must be like groaning lar. GIMME FEEDBACK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.I posted a letter to my psl in the morning when I come to sch. Den during recess I saw her. And I said I posted the letter in the morning. She said she’ll check the class tray. THEN DURING LUNCH. I SAW HER AGAIN AND MY DARLING PSL LAURA GAN SAID THAT SHE DIDN’T GET MY LETTER. (T_T my letters to ppl have been disappearing. So I believed her.) den at home just now, I rewrote a letter to her lar. Then just now, she just told me she checked the class tray again aft sch and found the letter. Wahh. I wasted 1h of my life on such rubbish larhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yayy. I admire you darling. You actually read through my complaints!! Haha. I know I complain a lot. Haha. okay. So I shall now go on to the nice and stuff which make me sound ego. Hahaa. NOO. don’t skip this kay. I put in sweat blood tears into it okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I GOT TO DO JAVELIN. Muax muax muax to my belovedd javelin. Hahhaa. I don’t think my scores might be counted though. Haha. I did quite well okay. I got 6th. Okay. That sucks. I know. But then at least I got to throw!! &lt;3 PASSION. ((: nothing can separate me from my LOVE. Haha. I sound weird. Hehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2JAVELIN AGAIN. I DID NOT GET ANY FOUL THROWS!! My technique rocks mann. Haha. I ACTUALLY MANAGED TO POKE MY JAVELIN INTO THE GROUND AFTER I THREW IT OKAY. LIKE. 4 out of 6 of my throws!! and I’ve never done that before. ((: hahaha. I threw 9meters. Which is so so only top is 12m. but NVM. My technique better. I’m the bestest (heh heh. I invented that word) person in terms of technique. Yay. But then I’m short la. So throw less. HEH. Really. They are all 162+++ I’m 159. GAH.short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.I GOT TOP 8 FOR SHOTPUT. Eh. Very good considering I only went for half a training compared to all the rest who went for THREE trainings. Haha. I forgot the exact ranking. Actually. I didn’t wanna check. HAHAH. I got kicked out aft top 8. (which is top 3 I think.) HEHS. You know you’re proud of me man. Hahhahahhaa. EGOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.I didn’t get disqualified for shotput either. Haha. that’s just plain random. &gt;&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;directly taken from a letter to my angel. not the other way. (: byees. neeed to go and buy present for evangeline. DIE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-6378026190206698752?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/6378026190206698752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=6378026190206698752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/6378026190206698752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/6378026190206698752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#6378026190206698752' title=''/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-6256376330867854846</id><published>2007-02-26T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T21:55:49.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::26 February::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I CAN DO A HANDSTAND!!&lt;/span&gt; nyeh nyeh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. the pavement at the bus-stop to the traffic light at rgs was &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;FLOODED&lt;/span&gt;. seriously &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;FLOODED&lt;/span&gt;. me and sarah tan we cabbed home. den we had to walk out to get a cab. we got drenched. (my bag is seriously drenched too. my cle journal &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ALSO&lt;/span&gt;. T_T) yeah. den we were at the traffic light there, trying to hail a cab den this stupid van ran&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; ZOOM&lt;/span&gt; and splashed dirty muddy water on our shoes and feet. ewww. den we decided to go bus stop there cos #1 got shelter, and #2, the taxis were coming from that side. (: den we went there and we realised the pavement was half flooded! the half nearer to the road was puddled. and the road had water washing over the pavement. the water level was higher than the pavement. and the drain on the other side was gonna flood over too. &gt;&lt; color="#33ff33"&gt;GUESS WHAT?&lt;/span&gt; the space between us and the trans cab was filled solely with water. den cannot step or else our feet (up to ankles i think) will be in water. so we &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;JUMPED&lt;/span&gt; into the cab. sorta. (: boing boing. yeah. aft that very boring. i was drenched and cold and i got &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;HYPERTHERMIA&lt;/span&gt;. haha. kidding. i came home, bathed and slept until 7+. you know when you get hyperthermia you just wanna sleep and sleep? haha. (: that's how you die from it i think. &gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-6256376330867854846?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/6256376330867854846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=6256376330867854846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/6256376330867854846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/6256376330867854846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#6256376330867854846' title='::26 February::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-6748012255176347412</id><published>2007-02-21T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T23:19:51.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::21 February::</title><content type='html'>how bimb are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT YOU HAVE:&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have over 10 bottles of nail polish&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have a designer purse&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You have something from Abercrombie&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have had fake nails&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You are promised to have a car for your 16th bday&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have clothes or shoes or accesories for your pet&lt;br /&gt;[X] You have at least 1 designer item of clothes&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Your pet is a chihuahua, pomeranian, or siamese&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You have a swimming pool&lt;br /&gt;[x]Comforter, walls or sheets&lt;br /&gt;Total: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU:&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Brunette&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Blonde&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Redhead&lt;br /&gt;[x] Outgoing&lt;br /&gt;[x] Fun&lt;br /&gt;[x] Dumb at times&lt;br /&gt;[x] Near your phone right now&lt;br /&gt;[ ]Going out with anyone now?&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Using your cell phone right now?&lt;br /&gt;[x]Listening to pop or top 40 music?&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Wearing makeup now?&lt;br /&gt;[ ] A shopaholic?&lt;br /&gt;[ ] A shoe freak?&lt;br /&gt;Total: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU LIKE:&lt;br /&gt;[x] Puppies&lt;br /&gt;[x] Kitties&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Makeup&lt;br /&gt;[x] Glitter&lt;br /&gt;[x] Money&lt;br /&gt;[x] Pink the color&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Pink the brand by Victoria's Secret&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Shopping&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Candy&lt;br /&gt;[x] Talking&lt;br /&gt;[x] Laughing&lt;br /&gt;[x] Jewelry&lt;br /&gt;[x] Shoes&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Chick flicks&lt;br /&gt;Total: 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU SHOP AT/ WOULD BUY:&lt;br /&gt;[]Hollister&lt;br /&gt;[]Abercrombie Fitch&lt;br /&gt;[ ]American Eagle&lt;br /&gt;[ ]Aeropostale&lt;br /&gt;[] Claire's&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Express&lt;br /&gt;[] limited too&lt;br /&gt;[ ] libby lu&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Kitson&lt;br /&gt;[] Jimmy Choo&lt;br /&gt;[] Armani&lt;br /&gt;[] Juicy Couture&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Sephora&lt;br /&gt;[] Versace&lt;br /&gt;[] Fendi&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Deb&lt;br /&gt;[] Target&lt;br /&gt;Total: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU SAY:&lt;br /&gt;[x] S***&lt;br /&gt;[ ] W****&lt;br /&gt;[ ] B****&lt;br /&gt;[ ] B*****&lt;br /&gt;[x] Whatever&lt;br /&gt;[x] Oh my god/gosh/goodness&lt;br /&gt;[x] Hun&lt;br /&gt;[ ]Fugly&lt;br /&gt;[ ] That's hot&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Cali&lt;br /&gt;[x] Babe (sometimes. when i'm being weird. hehe.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Psh&lt;br /&gt;[x]Cutie&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Hottie&lt;br /&gt;[ ] skank&lt;br /&gt;Total: 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OTHER&lt;br /&gt;[ ] In your school picture your wearing something pink&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You type like this: !! // &amp;&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp; ~* ;; ::. __&lt;br /&gt;[X] Gone to mall in the past 3 days&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Dont play sports&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You wear jewelry every day&lt;br /&gt;[X] You dye your hair (not now.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have nail polish on right now&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You take all those magazine quizzes like "Does he like you?"&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Your favorite holiday is Valentine's Day&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have a crush on Johnny Depp, Brad Pitt&lt;br /&gt;[X] Have you met a celebrity?&lt;br /&gt;[X] Have you ever written your first name with his last name? (once upon a time)&lt;br /&gt;Total: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU OR HAVE YOU READ:&lt;br /&gt;[x] Seventeen&lt;br /&gt;[x] Cosmogirl&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Teen people&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Teen vogue&lt;br /&gt;[x] Teen&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Justine&lt;br /&gt;[x] Prom magazines&lt;br /&gt;[ ]Ellegirl&lt;br /&gt;[x] J-14&lt;br /&gt;[ ] M&lt;br /&gt;[x] Ym&lt;br /&gt;[] Cosmopolitan&lt;br /&gt;[ ]Glamour&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Marie Claire&lt;br /&gt;[x] Elle&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Vogue&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Us weekly&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Star&lt;br /&gt;[x] Tabloids&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gossip Girl series&lt;br /&gt;[x] The clique series&lt;br /&gt;[ ] The a-list series&lt;br /&gt;[ ] The mates, dates series&lt;br /&gt;[x] The Georgia Nicholson Series&lt;br /&gt;[ ] The it girl series&lt;br /&gt;[ ] The au pairs&lt;br /&gt;[ ] The hookup artist&lt;br /&gt;[x] The dating game&lt;br /&gt;[ ] South Beach&lt;br /&gt;[ ]Ttyl&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Ttfn&lt;br /&gt;[ ] The lovely bones&lt;br /&gt;Total: 11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU SEEN:&lt;br /&gt;[x] Legally Blonde&lt;br /&gt;[x] Legally Blonde 2&lt;br /&gt;[x] Mean Girls&lt;br /&gt;[x] American Pie&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Not Another Teen Movie&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Josie and the Pussycats&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Never Been Kissed&lt;br /&gt;[ ]Aquamarine&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Hot Chick&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Beauty shop&lt;br /&gt;[x]Miss Congeniality&lt;br /&gt;[x]Miss Congeniality 2&lt;br /&gt;[ ]Crazy/Beautiful&lt;br /&gt;[x]Just My Luck&lt;br /&gt;[ ]John Tucker Must Die&lt;br /&gt;Total: 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU WATCH:&lt;br /&gt;[x] America's Next Top Model&lt;br /&gt;[x] Project Runway&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Next&lt;br /&gt;[] My Super Sweet 16&lt;br /&gt;[x] Soaps&lt;br /&gt;[ ]Hannah Montana&lt;br /&gt;[ ]Unfabulous&lt;br /&gt;[ ]Zoey 101&lt;br /&gt;[x] Lizzie Mcguire&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Desperate Housewives&lt;br /&gt;[ ] The Simple Life&lt;br /&gt;[ ] 8th &amp; Ocean&lt;br /&gt;[x] F.R.I.E.N.D.S.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Sex &amp;amp; The City&lt;br /&gt;[ ]The Suite Life of Zach and Cody&lt;br /&gt;[ ] E!'s True Hollywood Story&lt;br /&gt;[ ] The Real World&lt;br /&gt;[ ]The O.C.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Laguna Beach&lt;br /&gt;[x] Miss America&lt;br /&gt;[x] Miss USA&lt;br /&gt;[x] Miss Teen USA&lt;br /&gt;Total: 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU BEEN TO:&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;[ ] California&lt;br /&gt;[ ] The Bahamas&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Alabama&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Paris&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Italy&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Florida&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Las Vegas&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Russia&lt;br /&gt;[X]Australia&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Missouri&lt;br /&gt;Total:1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2+4+9+1+6+4+11+7+8+1= 53 (%)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which totally proves i'm not bimb. too bad evan. miin got 119 which is like, more than twice of mine. (: evan. no more calling me whatever bimb or mini miin or &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;WHATEVER RUBBISH&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-6748012255176347412?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/6748012255176347412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=6748012255176347412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/6748012255176347412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/6748012255176347412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#6748012255176347412' title='::21 February::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-542962267866159042</id><published>2007-02-12T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T14:05:01.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::12 February::</title><content type='html'>i'm irritated. pissed. angry. upset. whatever other words you can think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ask me why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm not gonna answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos it won't change anything right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not like anyone cares about one, single person in the class. i mean what does 1 person compare to the other 31?! I bet if the other 31 are happy the 1 person doesn't make much of a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course i am. that always happens no? especially to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont see the (censored) reason for it. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;DAMNIT&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really hate that arrangement. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HATE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;BIG CAPITAL LETTERS AND ITALICS AND BOLD AND ENLARGED AND COLOURED.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330099;"&gt;HATE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somebody please enlighten me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-542962267866159042?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/542962267866159042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=542962267866159042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/542962267866159042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/542962267866159042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#542962267866159042' title='::12 February::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-92769503489160447</id><published>2007-02-05T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T15:43:27.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::5 February::</title><content type='html'>hehe. today i went to 210 class wif deenie. damn farney. eleanor, guanrong and another girl was there la. we were irritating them by asking where blah and blah sat. den i found my angel's table and i wrote sumthing like "hello! andrea was here!" hehe. and i wrote on miin and evan's table also. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt; so nice right. and i saw this thick stack of postcards on miin's table and &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I WAS SO TEMPTED TO TAKE IT LA&lt;/span&gt;. pfft. but being the nice godmortal i am i didnt.&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; HEHE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. i was "proposing" to florence yesterday. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;HAHA.&lt;/span&gt; damn farney. she was so scared her beloved wenyan will kill her if she returned my love. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;HEH&lt;/span&gt;. XP i gonna go now lars. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;BYEE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. deenie scratched my hand with a &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;PEN&lt;/span&gt;. around the knuckles down there. like one&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; LINE&lt;/span&gt; across lor. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;GRRR.&lt;/span&gt; deenie you (insert whatever you want here). &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;BEHH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-92769503489160447?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/92769503489160447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=92769503489160447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/92769503489160447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/92769503489160447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#92769503489160447' title='::5 February::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-6750848037070572320</id><published>2007-02-03T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T14:57:34.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::3 February::</title><content type='html'>Thinking. such a beautiful and abstract word no? something all of us do, every single moment of our lives, whether we know it or not. subconciously we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doubts. another interesting word. something i often experience. i'm a christian. but sometimes i waver. i do not know why. sometimes my mind wanders. questions like why and what would occupy my brain, taking it prisoner. what will happen if i died? i desperately want to know the answer to that question. no. i'm not thinking of suicide. i just think, what will heaven be like? is there heaven? or is there such thing as reincarnation? if there is reincarnation, i want to know what my previous life is like. but i know, deep in my mind, that i don't believe in reincarnation. then why do i think of such questions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it might be because it is human nature to wonder about the unanwered. the secrets of the world, the universe, the heavens. i'm a curious one no? what is life? sometimes i am perfectly content living my life with my family, my friends, without serious cares in the world. but other moments like this, i wonder what life means. why live when we all know we will die? to experience everything the world has to offer? to understand what truly is love, hate, sadness, hurt, betrayal? to make a difference? but we all know, when we die, although we might be remembered but does it really matter in the end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death is something fearful yet facsinating in a sadistic way. it is facsinating how that it can steal away the lives, the souls of every single being. it is facsinating how one moment, life is there, the next death replaces life for all eternity. it is, sadistic but we can't deny that we are at least a little interested in how these happens? how just one action of pressing the trigger on the gun can cause this immense change? how a simple tool called the knife can rip the life out of a being in just a second? yes, life is fragile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's not my point. i do not have a point. i am merely stating some of the things that run though my head. i know how i often tell other people their blogging sounds very dark, very gloomy and yet this post is far more flat than any of those. rayne calls it reflection. maybe. then again, reflection is complicated too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For your information, i'm not as optimistic as you think. no. sometimes i pretend to be cheery because i know it will affect someone and sometimes my brightness can help hold my friend together. i always hope that there is a reason for what i do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this post is very messy and such. i'm sorry. i cant help it. why do i think of such things? i don't know. i really don't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-6750848037070572320?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/6750848037070572320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=6750848037070572320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/6750848037070572320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/6750848037070572320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#6750848037070572320' title='::3 February::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-2260694583903082694</id><published>2007-01-28T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T15:40:53.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::28 Jan::</title><content type='html'>dun cry dear, it breaks my heart to see you like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiqi, see you in heaven darling. i'll be able to get to know you then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;104, 211, psb, god'll be there for her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-2260694583903082694?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/2260694583903082694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=2260694583903082694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/2260694583903082694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/2260694583903082694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#2260694583903082694' title='::28 Jan::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-7492394450076921309</id><published>2007-01-14T19:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T20:11:13.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::15 January::</title><content type='html'>firstly,&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY YIRONG!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY JIERU!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY AUNTY SAB!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY ANDRE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY UNCLE EUGENE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY XIN ZHE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY HUI JIE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;okay now that is done. I have things i &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;MUST&lt;/span&gt; say too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I LOVE YOU SARAH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I LOVE YOU LAURA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I LOVE YOU CHARMIAN!!!&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU JIYA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I LOVE YOU JINGXIAO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I LOVE YOU JIAWEN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I LOVE YOU ZHIYING!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hahha. those are my beloved &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;SENIORS&lt;/span&gt;!! thanks for making orientation so super fun kay!! especially the last two days!! love you guys lots and lots and lots and lots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;our camp concert was super interesting. guess what we won?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;nicest class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;how interesting right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;113 had sumthing like zoo(duno wad nonsense)lufus class or sumthing liddat.&lt;br /&gt;which is &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;LAME&lt;/span&gt;. no offence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;we didn't win anything else for the concert but that's okay. the psls really cheered for us. they were really enthu throughout the orientation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great people, all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, we &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;DID &lt;/span&gt;win 3rd for our flag and our "model" and 2nd for station games! but never mind about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah- the super guai one. she's really nice too though!! and &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;SUPER PRETTY&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Laura- the super cute and nice one!! she looks really like us. can pass off as a P5 or P6 (no offence) and she doesn't have the heart to scold us. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;CHARMIAN&lt;/span&gt;- she's interesting. looks really cute in barbie doll looking pigtails and braids!! she might be really serious and stuff and &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;MAYBE&lt;/span&gt; a little scary but she's nice too.&lt;br /&gt;Jiya- dear dear &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;JPSL&lt;/span&gt; is cute too!! she says she's a chindu. diaoz.&lt;br /&gt;Jingxiao/Jingles- the nice person who apparently likes getting letters so remember to write to her! she's in 315!&lt;br /&gt;Jiawen- the 2004 nanyang head prefect! i used to only know her by that. heh. she's nice too. and farney. like a super responsible big sister.&lt;br /&gt;Zhiying- last but not least, the &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;OLDEST&lt;/span&gt; psl, or otherwise &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;SPSL&lt;/span&gt;. apparently we were supposed to have another &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;SPSL&lt;/span&gt; called yi tyng i think but we were supposed to like "share" her wif 111 so we hardly saw her so to us zhiying is like our only (beloved) &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;SPSL&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.&lt;br /&gt;those are our psls and co!&lt;br /&gt;the night suprise was really nice too.&lt;br /&gt;dear jpsl looked really sexy.&lt;br /&gt;and sarah looked chio (as usual).&lt;br /&gt;psls looked super professional!&lt;br /&gt;and spsl looked interesting! :P&lt;br /&gt;the sec 3 prefects item was &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;SUPER GOOD. YOU PPL ROCK AT DANCING!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, that was really random. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;(NO! DUN LEAVE!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but! i'm a random person! so that's okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. i totally sucked at guitar trial today.&lt;br /&gt;told them to repeat the tune and stuff more than twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;URGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;KILL&lt;/span&gt; me!!&lt;br /&gt;never mind, ignore that.&lt;br /&gt;wished the sec 3s didn't have &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;OBS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss them so much. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;EEPS&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;never mind that either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can go now. before you die reading my rubbish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-7492394450076921309?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/7492394450076921309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=7492394450076921309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/7492394450076921309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/7492394450076921309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#7492394450076921309' title='::15 January::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-116772891477084050</id><published>2007-01-02T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T17:08:35.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::2 Jan::</title><content type='html'>happy new year to every one. the blog is dying and so i'm gonna close it down on 7th and let it recuperate. you can still tag, if you're smart enuf. haha. you can ask me how. heehee. byee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-116772891477084050?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/116772891477084050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=116772891477084050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/116772891477084050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/116772891477084050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116772891477084050' title='::2 Jan::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-116576762256027805</id><published>2006-12-11T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T15:51:12.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::11 December::</title><content type='html'>i went to my ah gong's grave yesterday... ash place... duno wad you call it. at mandai. so ya, day was interesting. haha. cos his b'day i think, or death aniversary. cant remember. he died like more than 30 years ago. a few days aft or b4 my uncles were born. (they twins)....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that morning, i was having this nice dream... *cant relly remember wad it was alr*. but remember it was nice. and was slping... slping... den suddenly i woke up! *dun ask me why* den &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;WHOOLA! I WAS LATE FOR CHURCH BY HALF AN HOUR!!!&lt;/span&gt; oh gosh. i quickly changed, grabbed my bag and stuff and hurried out of the house without eating. den i ran all the way to church. thinking, whoopsies... &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;LATE LATE LATE!!&lt;/span&gt; argh. never been so late b4. so i reached church and tried to open the door... &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;WHOOLA AGAIN!! DOOR STUCK.&lt;/span&gt; apparently i couldn't be bothered to try properly. haha. finally i got in and ya. when going up i saw jeanette and she passed me the vcds she promised to bring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den... bible study.. den i coming down wif my bro, at the bottom of the steps, our dear jeanette &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"BOO!ed"&lt;/span&gt; i was quite drowsy so a little slow reaction lor. actually, no reaction. hahah. she was like "ee yerh, no fun, no reaction." den me and my bro rush home, i bathed den faster rush out. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;RUSH RUSH RUSH&lt;/span&gt; for the second time that day. den faster faster drive to my ah ma's house cos supp 2 visit my ah gong as i said jus now. when we went ther, everybody ther alr, eating. i wusent hungry so i sat down and played bridge with my cousins(who had eaten) while waiting. i won a few la. den we played cheat, den heart attack. very funny la. haha. when we played cheat, apparently the two cousins younger than me were absolutely hopeless at it. so we kept going cheat! cheat! cheat! and so their cards were like humongous until at the end they both had almost exactly half the deck of cards alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"last one out of the house has to pay for dinner! kids who are last, parents must pay!" my mum was shouting la. den suddenly she realised sumthing &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"ANDRE!! ANDRE!! WHERE ARE YOU!!"&lt;/span&gt; my bro was in the toilet, so he had a good chance of being last. hahah. which would have meant she had to pay. given that there were 21 of us, it would have cost a bomb. so aft a while, everyone was squeezed into the 4 cars (one picnic). den drive to mandai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we reached mandai, we went to Eugenia 05-601. then put the flowers inside the container thing and lighted the candles etc etc.. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ETC ETC ETC...&lt;/span&gt; dun wanna go into thelittle deeetails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after everything was done we went off to eat prata. the casuarina curry place at upper pierce if i'm not wrong. i ate half of a banana prata and a paper prata. the paper prata was nice. haha so was the banana one. everyone ate so much and had trouble finishing the pratas. so everone wasa superr stuffed. after that my aunt insisted on going to the lower pierce(i think) reservior to see... what?! &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;MONKEYS!!&lt;/span&gt; how ridiculous is that?? anyways, i'm a little tired so i shall cut the long story short. so we went to see the monkeys and went for a walk at the reservior, up and down the hill thing. the slope. after that, it was about 6, den we went home. and watched STAR AWARDS! lolx. ya, star awards. until about 10! thats about it lor. i ate. den used the comp until 2+. haha. talked to ian and ezikel and jeanette online. dun ask me why the havent slept then. i was online while watching princess diaries. so after that i went to sleep at 3!. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this mornign i woke up at 2pm. haha. and i am now watching "a walk to remember" really really really nice show. ppl who wanna watch, go to &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rtibtSXspew&amp;mode=related&amp;amp;search"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rtibtSXspew&amp;mode=related&amp;amp;search&lt;/a&gt;= thats part 1 of 11. threre are all 11 parts. touching movie.. *sniff* haha. so yeah, toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-116576762256027805?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/116576762256027805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=116576762256027805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/116576762256027805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/116576762256027805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116576762256027805' title='::11 December::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-116555385153139023</id><published>2006-12-08T12:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T12:57:33.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::7 December::</title><content type='html'>I had this weird dream man... can only remember part of it. haha. it was like, some swimming competition. thing is, the ppl that were taking part were 6L ppl only. 8  so ya, 8 lanes rite? so 8 girls swam, including me! :P, rachel wang didnt swim.  haha. den the guys oso 8 ppl swimming. was like, each lane one girl one guy, den sumthing lyk relay, only it wus only 2 ppl and both would swim freestyle... so 1st lane was jinyin and marcus (for some reason), second was chris and gerald i think. (duno y oso). third was mandy and john (hee hee, but seriously liddat.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-116555385153139023?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/116555385153139023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=116555385153139023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/116555385153139023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/116555385153139023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116555385153139023' title='::7 December::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-116540694104882848</id><published>2006-12-06T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T20:09:02.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::6 December::</title><content type='html'>Smoked. []&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drank alcohol. [x] YUMMY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cried when someone died. [x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been drunk. [X]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had sex. []I’m 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had illegal sex. []&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been to a concert. [x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given a handjob/gotten a handjob. [] I’m 12…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given a blowjob/gotten a blowjob. []&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been verbally sexually harassed. [x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verbally sexually harassed somebody. []&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt someone up and/or been felt up. [] I AM 12!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughed so hard something came out of your nose.[]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheated on a boyfriend/girlfriend before. []&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been cheated on by a boyfriend/girlfriend. [X]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been to prom. []&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cried at school. [x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotten lost in a WalMart or a department store. [x] young young dat time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went streaking. []&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given a lap dance.[]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had someone of the opposite sex in your room. [x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had someone of the opposite sex sleep over. []&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept over at someone of the opposite sex's house. [X] aiyah. My cousin’s hse. Cannot arh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kissed a stranger. []&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugged a stranger. []&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went scuba diving. [X]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driven a car. [X]in the arcade! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotten an xray. []&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hit by a car. []&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a party. [x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done drugs. []&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played strip poker. []&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got paid to strip for someone. []&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ran away from home. []&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken a bone. []&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eaten sushi. [x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought porn. [] -_-“&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched porn. [] -_-“&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made porn. [] my goodness…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a crush on someone of the same sex. [] nice try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been in love. [x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frenched kissed. []&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughed so hard you cried. [x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cried yourself to sleep. [x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughed yourself to sleep. []&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stabbed yourself. []&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shot a gun. [X] toy one. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trash talked someone and then acted like their best friend the next day. [] lasts for a few days! :P heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched TV for 9 consecutive hours. []&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been online for 9 consecutive hours. [X]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched an animal die. [x] ant, mosquito etc. disgusting insects basically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched a person die. []&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had sex and/or messed around somewhere with at least 1 person present. [] hais. -_-“&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pranked somebody. [X] HEEHEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put somebody in the hospital. [] my cousin did. ICU summore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snuck into someone's room and/or your own room after being out. []&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kissed somebody of the same sex. []&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dressed punk. [X]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dressed goth. []&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dressed preppy. []&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been to a motocross race. [] wads dat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studied somebody. [x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been stalked. []&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stalked someone. [X] hees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met a celebrity. [x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played an instrument. [x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ridden a horse. [X]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut yourself. [x] (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bungee jumped. []&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ding dong ditched somebody. [] ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been to a wild party. [x] haha. Duhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got caught stealing something. []&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kicked a guy in the balls. [] oh mann…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stolen a boyfriend/girlfriend from a friend. []&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with your friend's crush. []&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got arrested. []&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been pregnant. []&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babysat. []&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been to another country. [x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started your house on fire. [] i wish i could!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had an encounter with a ghost. []&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donated your hair to cancer patients. []&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been asked out by someone that you never though you'd to be asked out by. [x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cried over a member of the opposite sex [x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a boyfriend/girlfriend for over 3 months. [X]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat on your ass all day.[X] in front of the comp la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate a whole carton of ice cream all by yourself. [x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a job. []&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotten cut from a sports team. []&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been called a whore. []&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danced like a whore. []&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been mistaken for a celebrity. []&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been in a car accident. []&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been told you have beautiful eyes. [x] I dun believe them though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been told you have beautiful hair. []&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raped somebody. [] pls la, be realistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danced in the rain. [x] was dragged by my crazy friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been rejected. []&lt;br /&gt;Walked out of a restaurant without paying. [X] my dad paid! :P haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Punched someone/slapped someone in the face. [x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL [x] - 39&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL [ ] - 63&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW BAD AM I IN SCHOOL?&lt;br /&gt;[brackets with crosses means it has been done]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have gotten F9 grades for math many times[]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You do last minute homework in class[x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You use your handphone to text your friends in class[x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your phone got confiscated before[]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You listen to music during class[X]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You sleep in class[X]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You curse teachers[x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are always late for extra classes[]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You doodle on tables[X]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make out in class[]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are rebellious with some teachers[X]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You sometimes hand up work late[x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make fun of the nerds and geeks[]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have broken school rules[x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You sometimes don't have the correct books[x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't take notes[X]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess is your favourite part of school[x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hang out after school[x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You lie to your teachers about homework[X]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tell your parents you don't have homework to do when you do.[X] cos I finished it alr wad. not lying wad. no more homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have made someone cry in school[x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You copied homework before[x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You threw away homework before but said you didn't even receive it[] i dun throw away homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You laugh at the way some teachers walk[x] cant blame meeeee. he walks super super retardedly and struts on top of that hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have been late couple of times[X]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCORE FOR BADNESS :D : 18/22  whooooooooopss. Heehee. i am apparently super huai dan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAD SECTION&lt;br /&gt;1. What do you do when you're mad?scream, shout, throw stuff.&lt;br /&gt;2. What's the worst thing you've done when you're mad?Broke lots of stuff.i fought too before.&lt;br /&gt;3. Ever made someone cry when you were mad? No.&lt;br /&gt;4. Ever physically hurt someone when you were mad?Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you curse when you're mad?sumtimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAD SECTION&lt;br /&gt;6. When was the last time you cried like mad?hmm… am I supposed to remember? Cos I can’t be bothered to think.&lt;br /&gt;7. Ever cried yourself to sleep?uh-huh.&lt;br /&gt;8. Ever cried on your friend's shoulder?Yup!&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you cry when you get an injury?not unless it is a serious one.&lt;br /&gt;10. Do certain songs make you cry?of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAIN SECTION&lt;br /&gt;11. What's the worst thing you've done to someone else?scratched the person. She bled. Three lines down her arm. :P quite bad scratch at it.&lt;br /&gt;12. How depressed can you get?how am I supposed to know. Anyways, isn’t this supposed to be under the “sad” section?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY SECTION&lt;br /&gt;13. How much do you smile?when I’m happy, when I’m amused and when I simply feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;14. What can make you happy?lots. I can get irritated easily too.&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you wish you were happier?sumtimes.&lt;br /&gt;16. Does being with your friends make you happy?DUHH.&lt;br /&gt;LOVE SECTION17. Have you ever loved someone?*grins*18. Did you ever love a person and told him/her?Yup!&lt;br /&gt;19. Have you ever loved someone so much, it made you cry?hmm… nooo…&lt;br /&gt;20. Has anyone besides your friends and family said 'I love you' to you?Yesh.&lt;br /&gt;HATE SECTION21. Have you ever hated anyone that broke your heart?err… duno.&lt;br /&gt;22. Do you hate George Bush?nope. Why should i?&lt;br /&gt;SELF-ESTEEM SECTION23. Is your self-esteem extremely low?&lt;br /&gt;Sumtimes&lt;br /&gt;24. Do you believe in yourself?depends.&lt;br /&gt;25. What do you say when people say they think you are pretty/handsome?I simply dun believe them.&lt;br /&gt;26. Are you one of those idiots who think they are ugly, dumb and fat?&lt;br /&gt;Fat, yes. Maybe ugly. But I’m not dumb and I’m not an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;27. Ever wanted to kill yourself 'cos you thought you weren't good enough?yeah. Long long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Are you happy with who you are?sumtimes. Like now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-116540694104882848?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/116540694104882848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=116540694104882848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/116540694104882848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/116540694104882848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116540694104882848' title='::6 December::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-116487306140232288</id><published>2006-11-30T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T15:51:01.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::30 November::</title><content type='html'>i was surfing youtube and i came across this song from the chinese show about SARS. wu yan de ai i think.haha. i like it! :P haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_kdsYZlhj_U" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sang by fann wong. nice lyrics. haha. oh yeah. my mum is convinced that GEP ppl's standard hav dropped cos we alr hav dsa. -_-" dun see the point. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;LOL. BLERGHH. &lt;/span&gt;what nonsense. tsk tsk. jus cos she wasn't from GEP. :P poo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-116487306140232288?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/116487306140232288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=116487306140232288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/116487306140232288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/116487306140232288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116487306140232288' title='::30 November::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-116451916311431353</id><published>2006-11-26T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T15:35:22.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::26 November::</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was very &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;EVENTFUL&lt;/span&gt; day, if you can say that. I woke up at dunno what time, hoping i could miss my piano lesson that day by oversleeping so i went back to sleep. WHO KNOWS, at 9, my mum woke me up. so much for missing my piano lesson. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*sniff*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i woke up and went to the toilet to bathe. glacing at the fish tank as i always do, i realised, my fish, the last alive fish, a tiger barb, was missing!! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*gasp*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;MISSING!!&lt;/span&gt; i searched the tank again and again hoping to see the fish, whether dead or alive. pardon me, but i'm scared of fishes!! expecially dead ones. its called Ichthyophobia. weird hor. so, when i couldn't find the fish, i was pretty scared. I sorta figured it jumped out of the tamkI took a few steps back and searched the floor for the fish, dead or alive. i didn't expect it to be alive. then, i nearly died when i realised that the fish was on the floor behind the toilet bowl, dead. i was rely damn scared la. but i decided to bathe first, trying to avoid looking at the dead fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was done i asked my maid to throw the fish away. so she picked it up and threw it away lor. den after that i went for piano and nearly gave the teacher a heart attack. i didnt practive my piano and she gave me this snew ounds-nice-but-is-very-very-hard song for a piano piece, and so, i obviously couldn't play it. hais. i go and sleep. later den say summore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-116451916311431353?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/116451916311431353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=116451916311431353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/116451916311431353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/116451916311431353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116451916311431353' title='::26 November::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-116451914570805839</id><published>2006-11-26T13:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T13:32:25.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::26 November::</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was very &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;EVENTFUL&lt;/span&gt; day, if you can say that. I woke up at dunno what time, hoping i could miss my piano lesson that day by oversleeping so i went back to sleep. WHO KNOWS, at 9, my mum woke me up. so much for missing my piano lesson. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*sniff*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i woke up and went to the toilet to bathe. glacing at the fish tank as i always do, i realised, my fish, the last alive fish, a tiger barb, was missing!! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*gasp*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;MISSING!!&lt;/span&gt; i searched the tank again and again hoping to see the fish, whether dead or alive. pardon me, but i'm scared of fishes!! expecially dead ones. its called Ichthyophobia. weird hor. so, when i couldn't find the fish, i was pretty scared. I sorta figured it jumped out of the tamkI took a few steps back and searched the floor for the fish, dead or alive. i didn't expect it to be alive. then, i nearly died when i realised that the fish was on the floor behind the toilet bowl, dead. i was rely damn scared la. but i decided to bathe first, avoiding looking at the dead fish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-116451914570805839?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/116451914570805839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=116451914570805839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/116451914570805839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/116451914570805839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116451914570805839' title='::26 November::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-116435084889087680</id><published>2006-11-24T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T14:47:37.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::24 November::</title><content type='html'>I had this weird dream which involved my family and yirong?? weird eh. can't be bothered to post it here cos i forgot like, half of it la. but i remember it was a really nutty dream. i just woke up. haha. 2.37pm exactly, i woke up. heehee. i slept at 2am last night. about there. hais. 12h and 37 minutes of sleep. nice eh? i woke up and found there was no one at home. that's why i successfully slept until 2pm. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;. okay i'm crapping. isn't that what blogging is supposed to be about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. oh yeah. i edited my links la. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-116435084889087680?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/116435084889087680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=116435084889087680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/116435084889087680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/116435084889087680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116435084889087680' title='::24 November::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-116428176506615247</id><published>2006-11-23T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T19:36:05.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::23 November::</title><content type='html'>Name 20 people and answer the following questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Yirong&lt;br /&gt;2.Jeanette&lt;br /&gt;3.Amanda&lt;br /&gt;4.Ezikel&lt;br /&gt;5.Shi Yin&lt;br /&gt;6.Diane&lt;br /&gt;7. Jieru&lt;br /&gt;8.Shi Ren&lt;br /&gt;9.Yih Hui&lt;br /&gt;10.Zhi Wen&lt;br /&gt;11.JingTing&lt;br /&gt;12.Esther&lt;br /&gt;13.YJ&lt;br /&gt;14.Ian&lt;br /&gt;15.John&lt;br /&gt;16.Chi Tun&lt;br /&gt;17.Tianyi&lt;br /&gt;18.Ms Tan (huiru)&lt;br /&gt;19.Poh Choo&lt;br /&gt;20.Lauren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1. How did you meet 14? [ John ] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's my classmate this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2.What would you do if you never met 1? [ Yirong ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll die. :P haha. okay, maybe not. but she's such a great friend i can't imagine lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3.What would you do if 20 and 9 dated? [ Lauren and Yih Hui ] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as I know Yih Hui dates alot. but Lauren and Yih Hui??? i won't believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4.Would 6 and 17 make a good couple? [ Diane and Tianyi ] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puh-lease, for one, they don't even &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;KNOW&lt;/span&gt; each other. and, my dear, they are both girls. -_-" as far as i know, neither of them are les.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5.Describe Number 3. [ Amanda ] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice person. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;GREAT&lt;/span&gt; person in fact. she's funny, nice, adorable, pretty and quite popular. with both sexes. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;6.Do you think 8 is attractive? [ Shi Ren ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;DUHH&lt;/span&gt;. she's pretty, sexy, nice &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ETC&lt;/span&gt;. but i wont date her. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;7. Tell me something about 7 [ Jieru ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll kill her if she ever betrays me. she lives in serangoon. smart person. nice &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;SOMETIMES&lt;/span&gt;. if she's not pissed (which is quite often, no offense)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;8.Do you know anything about 12's family? [ Esther ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents, and one younger sis as far as i know. a dog named Jack Jack and another named Maskie. does that count?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;9.What is 10's favourite? [ Zhiwen ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freaking me out. seriously. either than that i have no idea. going out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;10.What would you do if 11 confesses his/her love to you? [ JingTing ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gawd. die. actually not. she alr did.&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; HAHA&lt;/span&gt;. honestly.but not what you are thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;11. What language does 15 speak?[ John ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English and Chinese. thats about it i think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;12. Who is 18 going out with? [ Ms Tan (huiru) ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooooooooooooooooooohh. i'd love to know man. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;13.What is your relationship with 16 and how old is he/she? [ chi tun ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing. ditto. classmate la. he's 12. acts like a 4 year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;14.When was the last time you talked to 13? [ YJ ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in sch today. when he congratulated me for beating my sis. hahahahhahaha. still gloating over it. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ONE MARK!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;15 .Who's 2's favourite singer? [ Jeanette ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no apparent idea. hmm... hillsong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;16. Would you date number 4? [ Ezikel ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh. what rubbish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;17. Would you date 14? [ Ian ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh. i see you have nothing better to do, asking these questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;18. Is 15 sinqle? [ John ] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think so. crushing la. haha. bet you know who!! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;19. What's 10's last name? [ Zhiwen ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yap? i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;20.Would you ever consider a BGR with 6? [ Diane ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gawd. that will be GGR alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;21.What school does 3 go to? [ Amanda ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NYPS. or if that is not counted NYGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;22.Where does 19 live? [ Poh Choo ] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere near one of the hotel 81. haha. or maybe even hotel 81 since she supposedly knows so much abt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;23.What's your favourite thing about 5? [ Shi Yin ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's funny la. and sporting. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;BUT SHE OWES ME 16 BUCKS&lt;/span&gt;. heard that???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;24.What do you think of Number 13? [ YJ ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;25.What do 4 and 17 have in common? [ Ezikel and Tianyi ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;absolutely nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;26.What special position does 14 hold in your life? [ Ian ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's a great friend la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;27. Who does 16 have a crush on? [ Chi Tun ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahhahahahah. duno. he's a crush-hopper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;28. Who has a crush on 12? [ Esther ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm... i'm not sure. who ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;29. What is 9's hobby? [ Yih Hui ] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating, sleeping... anything piggy under the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;30. What is 20's full name? [ Lauren ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lauren Fu Jia something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;31. What is 18's relationship with you and how old is he/she/it this year? [ Ms Tan (huiru) ] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;HAHA.&lt;/span&gt; manyyy. she is my ex-teacher, my sister's friend and senior, someone i can tease. haha. she's 19!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stabbed: nobody to stab alr lehh... everybody stabbed b4 alr. hmm... tianyi(: jeanette(: yih hui(: jt(: esther(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-116428176506615247?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/116428176506615247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=116428176506615247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/116428176506615247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/116428176506615247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116428176506615247' title='::23 November::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-116426324688926843</id><published>2006-11-23T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T17:14:50.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::23 November::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;YAY!!&lt;/span&gt; i got 268!! better than i expected. i know that it said 270 but i expected to get 261 or smthing around ther la. haha. i wanna know how you guys did!! will blog more tonite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-116426324688926843?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/116426324688926843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=116426324688926843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/116426324688926843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/116426324688926843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116426324688926843' title='::23 November::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-116365316138055799</id><published>2006-11-16T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T12:59:30.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::16 November::</title><content type='html'>Since this is my 100th post... i post a quiz?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past 24hrs, have you:&lt;br /&gt;1) cried: yeah. i mean graduation... so sad. might not see each other again... and everybody else wus crying too...&lt;br /&gt;2) worn jeans: nah&lt;br /&gt;3) met someone: duhh...&lt;br /&gt;4) done laundry: no way.&lt;br /&gt;5) went hungry: no. stuffed myself with tuna sandwiches.&lt;br /&gt;6) talked on the phone: err... did i?&lt;br /&gt;7) said I love you: yes. to sum ppl. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;NOTE&lt;/span&gt;: not to guys but i'm not les.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you believe in:&lt;br /&gt;8) yourself: depends on when lars. sumtimes i totally dun trust myself lorhs.&lt;br /&gt;9) your friends: yeah. some. the close ones i guess. if you dun trust your friends... thats damn sad lar.&lt;br /&gt;10) tooth fairy: diaos. no. though i wish that if i ever TRY to put a tooth under my pillow, a $1 coin will appear. i'm going broke. (ps. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;SHIYIN YOU OWE ME 16 BUCKS&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;11) destiny/fate: sometimes. it givs me this false believe that sumtimes even if i do smthing wrong it is destined.&lt;br /&gt;12) ghosts:i'm scared of them. does that count?&lt;br /&gt;13) UFO: send one to me and i will.&lt;br /&gt;14) do you ever wish you have another name? uh-huh. i mean, sumtimes i think ther could be nicer names...&lt;br /&gt;15) do you like anyone? &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;LEAFY&lt;/span&gt;! my frens, my family..:P aiyah. you think?&lt;br /&gt;16) which one of your friends act most like you? hmm... jt?? mandy?? i duno. both of them are siao. i think both the same lar. (ps. i &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;KNOW&lt;/span&gt; the question said &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ONE&lt;/span&gt; but both as alike wads!)&lt;br /&gt;17) when you cried the most who was there? Jieru. she appears when i am crying. hees. in sch that is.&lt;br /&gt;18) what's the best feeling in the world? happiness... like &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;DUHH&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;19) what's the worst feeling in the world? rejection? sadness?  betrayal? take your pick.&lt;br /&gt;20) what's the time now? 12.41pm&lt;br /&gt;21) chocolate or vanilla? chocolate... vanilla is too plain.&lt;br /&gt;22) coke or pepsi? pepsi. less gassy.&lt;br /&gt;23) love or lust? diaos?! who the hell asks this kinda questions?? love.&lt;br /&gt;24) sprite of 7-up? sprite. nicer, less gassy also.&lt;br /&gt;25) girls or boys? one, i'm not les. two, i dun mind being frens wif both sexes. three, sum guys are weird. (:&lt;br /&gt;26) scruff or clean-shaved? hars?&lt;br /&gt;27) movies day or night? night. den jus go home and slp.&lt;br /&gt;28) last time you took a shower? 11.10am or arnd ther lar. ((: i woke up at 11am.&lt;br /&gt;29) last time you cried? yesterday. i said alr. graduation. &lt;br /&gt;30) who makes you smile? yirong. jieru? maybe. amanda.&lt;br /&gt;31) can alway make you laugh no matter what? yirong. mandie.&lt;br /&gt;32) has a crush on you? is it any of your business?&lt;br /&gt;33) do you ever sit by the phone waiting for a phone call? yes.&lt;br /&gt;34) saved AIM conversations? AIM? wads that?&lt;br /&gt;35) wished you were someone else? yeah. &lt;br /&gt;36) wished you were a member of the opposite sex? nope. guys are weird. (: no offence.&lt;br /&gt;37) go online for more than eight hours? yeah. 12h my max&lt;br /&gt;39) people you dont know but you still went out with them? err... why sld i?&lt;br /&gt;40) hate a person to the core that you wished he/she would die immediately: yeah. zhiwen. last time though. ((:&lt;br /&gt;41) swear your parents or siblings? yupp.&lt;br /&gt;42) read comics till you cried? yeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who was the last person:&lt;br /&gt;43) that you saw? my mum.&lt;br /&gt;44) you talked to? my mum???&lt;br /&gt;45) you hugged? yirong. or isit jingting? or shiren? can't remember. hugged so many ppl yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;46) instant messaged you? jinyin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you want to:&lt;br /&gt;47) colour your hair? yeah. me and sr and jt, i think, we dyed our hair at every single sch funfair we went to.&lt;br /&gt;48) have tattoos? fake ones count? hees&lt;br /&gt;49) have piercings? yeah. ear piercing i think.looks nice wad.&lt;br /&gt;50) own more than 10 or more pairs of flip-flops? no. waste money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;layer one:on the outside&lt;br /&gt;name: Andrea.&lt;br /&gt;birthdate: 25 August.&lt;br /&gt;current status: single. duhh. or else wad.&lt;br /&gt;eye colour: brown?&lt;br /&gt;zodiac sign: Virgo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;layer two:on the inside&lt;br /&gt;heritage: chinese&lt;br /&gt;your fears:1 being rejected2 ghosts. 3 being alone. utterly isolated.&lt;br /&gt;your weaknesses: errr... , my friends. my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;layer three: yesterday, today, tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;your first thought when you wake up: what day isit today??&lt;br /&gt;your bedtime: 11/12&lt;br /&gt;your most missed memory: P5 year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;layer four: your pick&lt;br /&gt;mac or KFC: KFC. chicken!&lt;br /&gt;single or group dates: err... depends la. group more fun - &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I THINK&lt;/span&gt;. single sld be more romantic rite...?&lt;br /&gt;addidas or nike: duno. no preference.&lt;br /&gt;lipton tea or nestea: nestea? more milky i think.&lt;br /&gt;cappucino or coffee: cappucino. nicer la. less bitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;layer five: do you?&lt;br /&gt;smoke: nah. dun intend on.&lt;br /&gt;curse: yeah. who dusent?&lt;br /&gt;take a shower: if i don't i'll smell like a rubbish bin.&lt;br /&gt;have a crush: -_-" you think??&lt;br /&gt;think you've been in love: wth?? you think?!?!&lt;br /&gt;believe in myself: sumtimes larh.&lt;br /&gt;think you're a health freak: nah. i eat fastfood and love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;layer six: in the past month&lt;br /&gt;drank alcohol: shld be i think.&lt;br /&gt;gone to the mall: united sq counted rite.&lt;br /&gt;been on stage: yeah. collect the damn scroll thingy for the class which wus empty and den had to return it l8er.&lt;br /&gt;eaten sushi: no didnt eat as class parti.&lt;br /&gt;been dumped: oh shuddup.&lt;br /&gt;gone skating: ice skating counted?&lt;br /&gt;dyed your hair: yeah. the temporary one. pink! hees. it looks nice against black. anyone wants i got k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;layer seven: have you ever?&lt;br /&gt;played a stripping game: no. dun intend to.&lt;br /&gt;changed who you were to fit in: sorta. changed bk a lil.&lt;br /&gt;gave up: duno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;layer eight: getting old&lt;br /&gt;age you are hoping to get married at: i duno. late 20s?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE: my friends, my family, pressents! gatherings, junk food. music (songs i mean.)&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL: bored. an answer that has been stuck in my head for the past month.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE: leaving my friends.&lt;br /&gt;I HIDE: my true feelings.&lt;br /&gt;I MISS: my friends. (alr, i know, can't imagine one whole year.)&lt;br /&gt;I NEED: emotional support. jus kiddin lar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-116365316138055799?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/116365316138055799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=116365316138055799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/116365316138055799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/116365316138055799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116365316138055799' title='::16 November::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-116358539000197508</id><published>2006-11-15T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T18:09:50.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::15 November::</title><content type='html'>yoz. today graduation. lots of ppl cried la. T_T. wahhh. might not see sum of you again... *sobx* anyways, no matter what happens, no matter which sch you guys go to, i'll still luv all of u 4eva!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-116358539000197508?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/116358539000197508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=116358539000197508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/116358539000197508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/116358539000197508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116358539000197508' title='::15 November::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-116351277821269315</id><published>2006-11-14T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:05:36.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::14 November::</title><content type='html'>today wus terribly, terribly boring. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;SUPER&lt;/span&gt; boring. i wont even blog about how our rubbish graduation rehearsal went. its just too boring. so anyways, class monitors or wdv hav to collect sum nonsense so hav to sit bhind e VIPs. apparently one of them is Mdm &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;WEE BEE HOON&lt;/span&gt;. honest. that's her name. haha. our sch chairman or smthing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, 6M and 6N monitors were prize winners or MCs so instead of class monitors, audrey and kylie were ther lor. the two of them sooo interesting. they had a conversation about dripping fats on meat while we were lining up and it sorta went liddat:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kylie: ooh. if not for the fats on meat i would have become a cannibal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: har?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kylie: yeah, you know the big blobs of fat on the meat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: orh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kylie: the fats that when you cook start dripping with oil...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;audrey: shuddup kylie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kylie: imagine eating a big blob of fat and all the oil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;audrey: what?! &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;YUCKS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kylie: you know i'm talking about the yellow fats on beef leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;audrey: yes yes, shut up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kylie: so... when you fry the piece of beef you can see the...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;audrey: shuddup kylie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: bacon is nice... (i know it's a little out of point but i was going to die laughing at audrey's reaction if the conversation carried on.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kylie: yah i like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;audrey: yeah it's nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kylie: especially when it's fried until black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: har?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;audrey: har? isnt that chao ta alr?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kylie: no. brownish-black what...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i sorta tuned out then and didnt hear some of what they said until kylie started talking about eating worms-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kylie: you'll eat one... then you'll find it absolutely delicious and will eat more and more... and you will find that worms do not hav blood...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;audrey: shuddup kylie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kylie: you'll eat 2... 3... 4... 5... 6... 7... 8... 9... 10...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;audrey: shuddup kylie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: eh. actually worms really no blood one leh. liquidified muscles. i think or isit liquid and muscles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;audrey (looks interested): really ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i dun really know what kylie was saying-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;audrey: &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;SHUDDUP KYLIE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;audrey: kylie, it'll be greatly appreciated if you shuddup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;audrey: &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;KYLIE!! SHUDDUP!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;audrey: KYLIE-!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt bother listening anymore but audrey was really looking very exasperated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hees. so amusing hor. it wus funnier then cos audrey was kinda irritated and disgusted. so she had a amusing expression. ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-116351277821269315?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/116351277821269315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=116351277821269315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/116351277821269315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/116351277821269315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116351277821269315' title='::14 November::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-116340483769929763</id><published>2006-11-13T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T16:22:29.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::13 November::</title><content type='html'>oooh. 6M won the debate thingy and cheryl won the best speaker. no surprise. haha. although 6L was way more popular. and alots of people supported bryan seethor oso. anyways, i'm so hurt... mrs O didnt give us anything (amanda, me, john, willa). &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I SPENT TWO DAMN HOURS DOING THE DAMN SCRIPT FOR TODAY'S DEBATE. URGH&lt;/span&gt;. kiddin. oh ya. quizzes again. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="“200”" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Lightning&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 125px; HEIGHT: 100px" height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whattypeofweatherareyouquiz/lightning.jpg" width="“200”" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful yet dangerous&lt;br /&gt;People will stop and watch you when you appear&lt;br /&gt;Even though you're capable of random violence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are best known for: your power&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dominant state: performing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whattypeofweatherareyouquiz/"&gt;What Type of Weather Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Interesting. hmm...?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="“200”" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Element Is Air&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 111px; HEIGHT: 100px" height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourelementquiz/air.jpg" width="“200”" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You dislike conflict, and you've been able to rise above the angst of the world.And when things don't go your way, you know they'll blow over quickly.&lt;br /&gt;Easygoing, you tend to find joy from the simple things in life.You roll with the punches, and as a result, your life is light and cheerful.&lt;br /&gt;You find it easy to adapt to most situations, and you're an open person.With you, what you see is what you get... and people love that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourelementquiz/"&gt;What's" Your Element?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;VERY&lt;/span&gt; interesting. It's the first time I got Air. I usually get either Fire or Water. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="“200”" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Chances of Being a Multimillionaire: 80%&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 105px; HEIGHT: 108px" height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/willyoubeamultimillionairequiz/mm-4.jpg" width="“200”" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You have a good chance of being a multimillionaire. Better than most people.You simply have a natural knack for money and the personality for success.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/willyoubeamultimillionairequiz/"&gt;Will You Be a Multimillionaire?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh, I'm praying hard this is correct. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="“200”" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reeses Peanut Butter Cups&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 117px; HEIGHT: 101px" height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofcandyareyouquiz/peanut-butter-cups.jpg" width="“200”" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very popular, one of you is not enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofcandyareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Candy Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;DIAOS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="“200”" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Dominant Intelligence is Logical-Mathematical Intelligence&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 111px; HEIGHT: 105px" height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofintelligencedoyouhavequiz/logical.jpg" width="“200”" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are great at finding patterns and relationships between things.&lt;br /&gt;Always curious about how things work, you love to set up experiments.&lt;br /&gt;You need for the world to make sense - and are good at making sense of it.&lt;br /&gt;You have a head for numbers and math ... and you can solve almost any logic puzzle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make a great scientist, engineer, computer programmer, researcher, accountant, or mathematician.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofintelligencedoyouhavequiz/"&gt;What Kind of Intelligence Do You Have?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ooooooh. so true. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;NOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="“200”" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 2: The Helper&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#fffafa;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;You always put on a happy face and try to help those around you.&lt;br /&gt;You're incredibly empathetic and care about everyone you know.&lt;br /&gt;Able to see the good in others, you're thoughtful, warm, and sincere.&lt;br /&gt;You connect with people who are charming and charismatic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;What Number Are You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I seriously think I am wasting time. eek!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="“200”" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are An ENFP&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The Inspirer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love being around people, and you are deeply committed to your friends.&lt;br /&gt;You are also unconventional, irreverant, and unimpressed by authority and rules.&lt;br /&gt;Incredibly perceptive, you can usually sense if someone has hidden motives.&lt;br /&gt;You use lots of colorful language and expressions. You're qutie the storyteller!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make an excellent entrepreneur, politician, or journalist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;What's Your Personality Type?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Okay, that's the last one for now. Cos personally, I feel the results are utter rubbish. okay, maybe not utter but somewhat rubbishy. -_-" haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Oh yeah, I have a new obsession with remixes, tap dances and kelly clarkson! hahahaha. I know I'm super weird la. face it! byee!&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/27210212-116340483769929763?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/116340483769929763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=116340483769929763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/116340483769929763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/116340483769929763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116340483769929763' title='::13 November::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-116324601170121248</id><published>2006-11-11T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T19:53:31.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::11 November::</title><content type='html'>Can someone get me the middle sized leafy for christmas? the one at minitoons that costs 15 bucks? thankie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-116324601170121248?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/116324601170121248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=116324601170121248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/116324601170121248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/116324601170121248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116324601170121248' title='::11 November::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-116315034438714808</id><published>2006-11-10T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T19:52:05.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::10 November::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hello!! i'm blogging okay due to ppl complaining i don't blog or don't blog much. (which i dont...) but this is gonna be really short. anyways today was really &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;GREAT&lt;/span&gt;. i mean it and i dont. haha. we had to carry tables and chairs and i got whacked in the head by a table some lunatic was trying to carry by lifting it up into the air and so it ended up hitting me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went back to class and played bridge and it was really really funny. john kept overwriting janet (who was his partner) and was so happy about it. even though he knew janet was his partner. and yj was really blur during the other bridge games we played. haha. really fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after sch, went to coro den went home and now i'm here. tomorrow is yj's bday and i havent bought his pressent. i'm sharing pressent with amanda and getting him a photoframe but i'm seriously &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;BROKE&lt;/span&gt;. 2 bucks left only. so yj will hav to wait for his pressent. butt!! willa owes me 11 bucks, amanda owes me 1 buck and 50 cents, shiyin owes me 16 bucks and 20 cents and shiren owes me 13 bucks. that totals up to 41 bucks and 70 cents. hahah. now you know why i am so broke. okays. i gtg. might blog again tonight or tomorrow okay? so stop pestering me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-116315034438714808?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/116315034438714808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=116315034438714808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/116315034438714808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/116315034438714808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116315034438714808' title='::10 November::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-116239011579146022</id><published>2006-11-01T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T22:08:36.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::1 November::</title><content type='html'>John asked me an interesting question, have you ever been sad? or something like that. Interesting eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyah. I mean &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;DUHH&lt;/span&gt;. who hasn't? Right? Personally, I've cried many times alone before but many times in forn tof others before also what... Somehow, these few days, I feel that the things happening in my life are too insignificant to be blogged... Never mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-116239011579146022?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/116239011579146022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=116239011579146022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/116239011579146022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/116239011579146022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116239011579146022' title='::1 November::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27210212.post-116176998355769262</id><published>2006-10-25T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T17:53:08.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::25 October::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; YAY!&lt;/span&gt; I am now 12 years and 2 months old! haha. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;DON'T&lt;/span&gt; tell me that you are 12 years and 3 months or however much older than me you are. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I DON'T WANNA HEAR IT&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     haha. Today was pretty boring la. Went to Sub Court. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;SOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt; boring. except for the sit-in into court 26 where we really heard a judge sentence people leh. Even though it is only those people who overstayed la, but was very interesting. I pity those people la... get sentenced to prison and got one even permenantly banned from visiting singapore for whatsoever reason. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;HAIZ...&lt;/span&gt; Don't wanna be a judge next time. Shall be &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;DEFENCE &lt;/span&gt;lawyer. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;IF&lt;/span&gt; I ever become a lawyer la... or I shall do business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Oh ya, I asked my sister what she wanted to be when she grew up and she gave me a very, very interesting answer. I think it is a good answer. Guess what she said. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"A kid."&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27210212-116176998355769262?l=deep-under.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/feeds/116176998355769262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27210212&amp;postID=116176998355769262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/116176998355769262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27210212/posts/default/116176998355769262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-under.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116176998355769262' title='::25 October::'/><author><name>andy :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469546314314331493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
