<?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-35582566</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:38:04.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>everything and anything</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>.</name><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>171</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35582566.post-6658826496447173580</id><published>2007-05-21T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T19:47:43.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://xanga.com/theimperfectpolicy"&gt;xanga.com/theimperfectpolicy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've moved back to xanga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only used xanga momentarily, but sure. BACK. yes, i've moved back. &lt;em&gt;[i keep wanting to type moved as mo&lt;u&gt;o&lt;/u&gt;ved. shrugg.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RELINK ME(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-6658826496447173580?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/6658826496447173580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=6658826496447173580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/6658826496447173580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/6658826496447173580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/05/xanga.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-8695573079108081050</id><published>2007-05-21T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T19:33:28.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;on wednesday, i'm gonna bake my baby cupcakes(: it's insane when the last time i baked them was. aside from that time when i kinda dollopped(sp?) the remaining cake batter into mini cupcake tins and gave 'em to like dah, stace and son. yeah. that kinda doesn't count. it wasn't premeditated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I KEEP HAVING THIS STRANGE NOTION OF CUPCAKES AND CHOCOLATE COATED POTATO CHIPS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i'll let my much loved guinea pigs do some tasting(: REALLY, I LOVE THEM(: anyway, maybe i shall really pursure my crazy ideas. HEHH. i can imagine. salty and crisp tater chips with a sweet outer shell of rich chocolate. MMHMMM(: that sounds yummy. well, i guess we'll have to see. if i actually dare to present cupcakes topped off with such a "garnish". WELL, royce does so just fine, and i guess they're making a profit. but whether they'll go well with cupcakes, that's a totally different story. i'm thinking.. white chocolate cupcakes with milk chocolate buttercream and topped off with a chip coated in dark chocolate. the progressiveness in taste seems nice. &lt;u&gt;though in actual fact on one eats them by the "layers".&lt;/u&gt; but it seems nice anyway(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i'll take things as they come and go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i'm feeling terribly lazy. and well, i dont quite want to go for a run. but well, I REALLY SHOULD. especially so as i haven't really ran in over a week. yeah. i feel like a blob of lard. really. i feel ugh. but well, i'm so sleepy. and i really should do some "work/school-related" stuff. &lt;em&gt;[yeah right, anything to talk myself out of running. &lt;u&gt;no such luck&lt;/u&gt;.]&lt;/em&gt; but yeah. i guess i'll be a good girl and go for my run, and i might as well pick up the cupcake ingredients i need. I REALLY WONDER WHETHER THESE CUPCAKES'LL BE A FLOP. cause well, usually, when i try something out for the first time, they don't work out all that well. but then again, maybe that's just me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;allow me to digress. GOOGLE KEEPS SAYING THAT WHAT I ENTERED LOOKS LIKE IT WAS BY A COMPUTER OR SOMETHING. and gee. i only typed in google.com into the url thingy anyway. HOW ODD IS THAT? &lt;u&gt;not to mention that it's really annoying.&lt;/u&gt; for some reason, i dont quite like using yahoo. i have no idea why. IT'S REALLY WEIRD. &lt;em&gt;[not that yahoo's weird, it's just that i prefer google, though they're so similar, i have strange needs.]&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;anyway, i needa find myself a recipe for milk chocolate frosting. apparently, i'm going to follow through with my totally insane idea!(: HAHA. that'll be sweet(: well, i have lotsa cupcakes to bake this week. well, not realy. my normal ones, and some for manda's sis. yupp. &lt;u&gt;but that's all i've gotta do.&lt;/u&gt; I REALLY WANNA TRY THE MARMALADE PANTRY'S CUPCAKES. they're like $5 each, right? or something like that. that's what my aunt tells me. but well, they honestly don't look all that appealling. the cupcake cases look so manhandled and tampered with, as if they're months old. &lt;strong&gt;then again, i'm a sucker for pristine presentation.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[contradictingly so, i feel that every cupcake in a display case should have some sort of flaw in the shape of the blob of frosting. casue otherwise, they look too machenical(sp?) and machine made. not my sorta thangg.]&lt;/em&gt; but yes. i like my delicate cupcake cups to be in considerably presentable condition, thank you. YUPP. but okay, for the sake of trying things out, and well, tasting lovely things which fill my stomach, i'm gonna get mum to bring me there on sunday or something. maybe before kickboxing or whatever. MORE LIKE WHENEVER I HAVE TIME. &lt;u&gt;now that i've got sailing on saturdays, i'm suddenly much "less-free"&lt;/u&gt;. or whatever. yes. i'm busier. not that i mind, cause i dont do much anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WE GOT BACK OUR CHINESE RESULTS TODAY!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;you totally wouldn't believe it. for the first time in years, i actually passed chinese!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:30;"&gt;i got a B3 babyy!!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so what if i got 65% on the dot? the point is that i didn't fail, and i even got a B3. THAT'S AMAZING, it really is(: and yeahhh. i got like 43.5/70 for the paper, which in my mind, is pretty darn good. especially considering my competence in the language(: YAY ME! alright, the deal is that the paper was easy and that well, they marked lieniently(sp?). only 2 people in the level failed. and i'm proud to say that i aint one of them. &lt;em&gt;[majorly no offence to those who did fail. but really, i would totally be in that club if it were any other test.]&lt;/em&gt; I'M HAPPY WITH MY RESULTS. the amazing this is that i actually think i may like well, be counting chinese for one of my extra subjects this time round, for like midyears. cause chemistry aint looking all too bright for me, as of now. AND I'M REAL BUMMED THAT WE DIDN'T GET OUR ENGLISH RESULTS. i was kinda looking forward to seeing what i got. &lt;u&gt;not that i think i'm gonna do well, REALLY.&lt;/u&gt; but i justlike getting english results. &lt;em&gt;alright, i admit that it's mainly cause i do relatively well, but this time, i doubt so. but it'll be interesting.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;CHEM'S A REAL DRAG.&lt;/strong&gt; i think i'm so gonna fial, cause i like dont elaborate enough on stuff. and i constantly leave out the details. like seriously! that's not funny. AND I'M REAL BUMMED ABOUT THAT. alright, so chem aint exactly one of my strong points, but i think that i can do reasonably for it. &lt;u&gt;i'm really not expecting an A, especially not this time round.&lt;/u&gt; I HOPE TO PASS. &lt;em&gt;[it's kinda funny how things change in the blink of an eye.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;i can only hope that i'll do well for my other subjects.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;SPIDEY TOMORROW WITH TEAM ELMER(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;that reminds me, we've so gotta write our little thank you note. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;TALK ABOUT LONG OVERDUE!!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i really don't wanna run, i dont wanna run!!!! BUT I HAVE TO. &lt;strong&gt;did i forget to mention that i downed half a tub of ben&amp;amp;jerry's turtle soup icecream just now at like 3 o'clock?&lt;/strong&gt; HMMM... apparently not. OH WELL, JUST ANOTHER REASON TO GO FOR A NICE &lt;s&gt;LONG RUN&lt;/s&gt;. i think 7.2's a good enough number, hopefully. &lt;s&gt;MAYBE 8&lt;/s&gt;. &lt;em&gt;[but i seriously doubt it. i'm the epitome of a lazy loaf of bread.]&lt;/em&gt; &lt;u&gt;why bread?&lt;/u&gt; i just like bread. OOOHHHHH! SPEAKING OF WHICH, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CINNAMON ROLLS!!!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; lovely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;edit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;for the record, it ended up being less than 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;GEE. i'm a lazy arse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-8695573079108081050?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/8695573079108081050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=8695573079108081050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/8695573079108081050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/8695573079108081050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/05/on-wednesday-im-gonna-bake-my-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-8772589510393585551</id><published>2007-05-20T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T19:00:55.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i like new blogger and it's "saving-ness".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I WENT SAILING YESTERDAY! like oh my gosh. do you know how odd that was?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but okay, i want to watch episode 22 or heroes, so i really should like get a move on. just wanna thank papergoat for like teaching me how to rig a byte all over again. HAHAHA. yes, i forget. (at least i'm better than val! she like forgot after a month of sailing. tskk!) hahaha. and well, to double l for totally saving my butt and helping me get a trolley. AND WELL, i suppose mumm's included. for the sole reason of laughing at me in my bro's miniscule life jacket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;OH, LIFE IS GOOD(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;edit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;obviously you weren't the first,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:25;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I WAS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;oh, you are a total hypocrite, aren't you? why am i not surprised. gee. i wonder whether the dead girl talks :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;MOVING ON, &lt;em&gt;(cause i'd really not want to waste my precious time on sorry-ass-losers.)&lt;/em&gt; i was like so darn tired this morning when i woke up for church. i was really like dying. everything felt as though it weighed a trillion tons. so yeah. before church, we went to fetch dave, &lt;u&gt;as usual&lt;/u&gt;... and well, everything was quite ordinary. till well, faith had to go sign up for church camp, so becky choey and i went with. and well, while waiting for faith to finish filling in the form, weien walked over. &lt;em&gt;[squish said he went for some (insert word here)-thon thingy.]&lt;/em&gt; ANYWAY, &lt;u&gt;that boy needs to get longer shorts&lt;/u&gt;. i think i was left permanently scarred.&lt;strong&gt; but yes, it was terribly amusing, indeed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;after church, came home and pigged out on sandwiches. a plain old cheese sandwich, and another one with cinnamon sugar. &lt;strong&gt;squishy said my cheese sandwich was BORING&lt;/strong&gt;. hurhurrrr! but since she's squish, she's forgivenn. HEH. &lt;em&gt;(that's the epitome of uber retarded shennanigans, or however you spell that amusing word.)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;u&gt;LET ME DIGRESS: I'M IN A REAL FOUL MOOD RIGHT NOW.&lt;/u&gt; AND THE WORLD WONDERS WHY, NOT. watched my beloved episode 22. YES! i can't wait for wednesday to swing on by(: THE FINALE!! that's like the biggest deal in telly-related-things in the longest while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;cabbed down to mandrin for kickboxing. poo and bev were mia. well, yeah. poo's got cip and bev was sick. DANGGG. &lt;strong&gt;get well soon bev!!(:&lt;/strong&gt; SO YES, IT WAS JUST SQUISH AND I. and well, that adorable japanese lady(: &lt;em&gt;she's seriously the cutest thing, she was all like saying that she was old and stuff, but she really doesn't look it. &lt;/em&gt;SHE'S QUITE AMUSING(: and well, there was this other dude, &lt;u&gt;whom i have never met before&lt;/u&gt;, who like goes for kickboxing on wednesday nights or something. HMM. maybe that's why i've never seen him ever. YES, that makes sense. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;ANYWAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, he brought his son along!(: his son's so cute. he's like only three years old or something. and he was like squatting in front of the door, and like kinda dozed off in that position. &lt;u&gt;it was really amusing(: and absolutely the most adorable thing on earth(:&lt;/u&gt; HEHHH. &lt;em&gt;[awwww, i really like little kids, they are so sweet!! :D]&lt;/em&gt; yupp. and that was it. after kickboxing, i went to taka to grab water. i forgot to bring my darned bottle along. prrffft! and well, yeah. i had this strange craving for chinchow, and well, since the lovely chinchow stall aint there no more, i bought canned chinchow. like the one by yeo's, or like seasons or something. IT SUCKS, when compared to the nice chinchow. grrr. &lt;strong&gt;i need august to swing on by.&lt;/strong&gt; so yeah. i took 7 home, as usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;at home, i folded my sail. &lt;em&gt;we were like drying it cause i didnt quite dry it properly at nsc yesterday, not that i intended to or anything.&lt;/em&gt; then well, i actually attempted to bake cookies. FOR SOME REASON, I CAN'T BAKE COOKIES. i think there's something wrong with my farenheight(sp?) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;conversions. DANG IT. but it's okay, problem'll be resolved soon, hopefully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I WANT TO SSSLLLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEPPPPPPP. gahhh. oh well, the time'll come soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;anyway, on the way home from town today, i saw the POTC ad at some bus stop along the way. AND I'M LIKE UBER STOKEDD!!(: oh yeahhh. i really can't wait for thursday(: i hope the movie's gonna be real good!(: OH YES YES YES!!! apparently, russ is gonna catch the film on thurday too. well, yeah. it only makes sense. &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;THAT STUPID BOY IS LEAVING FOR FRANCE AND ITALY ON FRIDAY.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; like do you know how darn jealous i am?! I WANT TO GO TO FRANCE AND ITALY. geeepeeerrrsss! he's like going to monaco and like st tropez(sp?) and stuff. that is so darn unfair. and well, &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;since i'm princess caroline of monaco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, HURHURRR(: i think i should actually venture down to that awesome place sometime, shouldn't i? WELL, at least eventually!! but yes. that annoying brother of mine goes far far away, to some real prettyful place, ONCE AGAIN. and i'm stuck here, doing less than wonderful things. HMM... yes, studying for Os is totally included): &lt;em&gt;[though i suppose it only makes sense, cause i slacked off majorly for mids.]&lt;/em&gt; anyway, &lt;u&gt;I WANT TO GO TO MONACO!!(:&lt;/u&gt; BUT GRR. no such luck): anyway, that lil' globe trotter better bring something home for me. YEAHHH. something nice. at the beginning of the year, when russ was in brazil, he didn't get me havianas. &lt;strong&gt;they were like so darn cheap too!!!&lt;/strong&gt; OH WELL, apparently, there weren't ladies sizes, &lt;u&gt;though there's a possibility russ lied to me&lt;/u&gt;. but naw, i shall give him the benefit of the doubt, obviously, since he's my brother and all that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;i think i'm gonna miss him :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;chinese Os are coming up, i'm only hoping to pass. REALLY. &lt;u&gt;mjr freak out wrthy!!!!(:&lt;/u&gt; &lt;em&gt;[THAT IS THE ONE AND ONLY LINE WHERE I FEEL TAHT TYPING IN SHORTFORMS OR WHATEVER IS EVEN ANYWHERE CLOSE TO ACCEPTABLE. why? i have no idea.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;/edit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-8772589510393585551?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/8772589510393585551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/8772589510393585551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-like-new-blogger-and-its-saving-ness.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35582566.post-3933472629284745027</id><published>2007-05-18T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T21:44:19.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the only thing better than a grilled cheese sandwich is a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;grilled&lt;/s&gt; &lt;u&gt;fried&lt;/u&gt; cheese (&lt;u&gt;and ham&lt;/u&gt;) sandwich(:&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/35582566-3933472629284745027?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/3933472629284745027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=3933472629284745027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/3933472629284745027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/3933472629284745027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/05/only-thing-better-than-grilled-cheese.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-2286515574218180311</id><published>2007-05-17T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T14:46:22.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;oh whatever. i had this real long thing about my cupcake-related endeavour today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;BUT IE'S BEIN' A MJR PAIN. SO YEAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'm kinda peeved, hence the short forms or whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-2286515574218180311?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/2286515574218180311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=2286515574218180311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/2286515574218180311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/2286515574218180311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/05/oh-whatever.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-24701944401021510</id><published>2007-05-15T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T21:07:38.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;now, what was i gonna say, again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i think my memory is well, very bad. i think the whole "&lt;u&gt;spending-your-days-watching-television&lt;/u&gt;" thing is really getting to me. UH OH. well, not that i'll really need the help of my memory in conquering tomorrow's amath test. &lt;strong&gt;this whole "being-sick" thing is not doing me any good.&lt;/strong&gt; firstly, i'm always hacking away, and am in some sort of discomfort, in whatever form it may take. but yes, DISCOMFORT NONE THE LESS. and well, it has made me stray away from studying. and although tomorrow's paper is unduly amath. and well, all i need is a little practice, i'm certain that things could be going far better, preparation-wise at least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but alright, i could say i did something productive, or other, today. yes. i baked. REST ASSURED YOU WILL BE FREE OF GERMS AND OTHER NONSENSE BACTERIA. i'm a cautious person and there is no way i want to put anyone else through such terrible terrible circumstances. yes, you can relax(: yupp! baked the batch of 21 for genia(: and i must add that i think i frosted them rather well. hmmm. yes, considering how i haven't quite well, actually properly piped frosting in like well, a million years. SO YES, &lt;u&gt;i think i did a relatively good job&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;em&gt;[pardon my egotistic nature.]&lt;/em&gt; this time, i really do have to indulge my selfish ambition. (&lt;em&gt;well, whatever that means(:&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;IT'S ABOUT TIME I START GETTING ON WITH AMATH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-24701944401021510?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/24701944401021510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=24701944401021510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/24701944401021510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/24701944401021510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/05/now-what-was-i-gonna-say-again-i-think.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-7380281797045747133</id><published>2007-05-14T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T21:42:27.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my finger aint much better. and green gloubles of crud are continually spewing from my nasal cavity. i dont see how that's comforting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i can't type properly without my finger hurting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i want this all to end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i'm real dead for chem. blasted flu thang prevented me from studying. i hate this. but i can only blame myself. i'm like a cow. i slept for 5 and a half hours today, like after i got back from school. i dreamt about how horrid chem paper 2 was. i think i'm starting to lose all sanity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;sailing. oh sailing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;training commences on saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i'm terribly insecure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;AND THERE IT GOES, INTO THE HUDSON.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;oh mr martin,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;a revival&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-7380281797045747133?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-35582566.post-9199697532036096551</id><published>2007-05-13T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T18:07:42.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i cut my finger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and it hurts like crap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the cross between numbness and sudden rushes of blood are killing me. i'm suffering, i really am. knives are stupid things. i'm in such great pain, i think i'm gonna short circuit. i checked my physics paper one answers, i got like 23/40. not exactly what i was hoping for. i feel sad and somewhat lost. i really ought to be studying, but based on the current circumstances, i guess this is as good an excuse as any to not to. I REALLY WISH I WASN'T SO CARELESS. and well, the fact that we just bought a new set of knives doesn't help the situation much. all in all, today's been a crapped up day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the only good thing that happened today was that i woke up early enough to go for a short run before church. &lt;em&gt;a short run which really should've been far longer.&lt;/em&gt; kinda got sturck with the so-called-flu-bug. and well, yeah. slept for hours after coming home from church. before that, i had brunch with my mum and bro at o'briens. &lt;em&gt;the service totally sucks.&lt;/em&gt; but sure. then yes, after my nap, i had 3 bowls of cereal and then starte with the whole salmon thing. and that's how i ended up with the massive gash in my finger. cutting lemons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHEN LIFE GIVES YOU LEMONS, YOU SURE AS HECK BETTER NOT TRY AND MAKE LEMONADE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;this is how it ended up. and now i've got less than half an hour to clear my crap from the house before mum gets home. CRUD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;mother's day, aye?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-9199697532036096551?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/9199697532036096551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=9199697532036096551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/9199697532036096551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/9199697532036096551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-cut-my-finger-and-it-hurts-like-crap.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-1037155250911114250</id><published>2007-05-11T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T19:38:13.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;the light's fading,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;and google's a pain in the bum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;kinda didn't do much today. went for prata with them rhinos after lit today. and well, we kinda went down to venezia, and later on, ended up at mandy's place. there's something about mandy's place that makes me feel very drowsy. &lt;em&gt;shrugg&lt;/em&gt;. and every time i go there, i end up feeding pebbles lotsa dog biscuits. i think i'm gonna make mandy's dog obese. HEH. oh well. whoopsiedaisiee. (&lt;em&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA! like geepers!&lt;/em&gt;) anyway, mathematics paper two wasn't half bad. though i'm almost positive that i got like well, 9 marks deducted already. but well, it's only 9 out of a hundred. so that like leaves me with something along the lines of 91/100. and what can i say, that number is looking mighty fine right about now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i have yet to go bake that chocolate cake i've been wanting to bake. MMHMMM(: yes. &lt;em&gt;well, it's okay genia. you can have your cake soon(:&lt;/em&gt; all in all, literature was alright. i wouldn't say that i was the most prepared person in the world, but sure, it's going good. AND I'M RATHER STOKOED THAT MOST OF MY SERIOUS PAPERS ARE OVER!!(: &lt;strong&gt;YAY ME!!&lt;/strong&gt; next week, i only have like chem and amath. cause well, from my perspective, geog paper one doesn't count for much. not in the sense that it contributes little to my overall grade, but more along the lines of it only being multiple choice, and rather easy to do well for. &lt;u&gt;that's what i'm totally hoping for, I HOPE I HOPEE!!&lt;/u&gt; yupp. &lt;strong&gt;back to lit&lt;/strong&gt;. i'd totally lovee to thank genia! (kinda sounds like some cheesy acceptance speech. but whatever.)  cause well, just seconds prior to taking the exam, we kinda memorised these quotes which proved to be especially helpful in answering question 1a. SO YES, i'm a happy camper!(: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;MANY MANY THANKS GENEZZ!! :D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the poem for unseen was well, real easy. heh. i had so much to write!! i think my essay could've been like double the length, but well, that'll just be plain dumb, cause i'd like fail macbeth. oh well, i hope i do well!! YES. &lt;em&gt;as of now, all i can do is hope...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;chemistry, oh chemistry. i'm gonna waste the remainder of my day away. after all, it's a friday!(: i suppose it'll be right of you to assume that i'm a complete slacker. honestly, i think i am. &lt;strong&gt;i'm far from in examination-shape&lt;/strong&gt;. I REALLY SHOULD STUDY. but whatever, it's only midyears anyway, not as if it's that big a deal or anything. HEH HEH. &lt;em&gt;i aint going to boarding school or anything, and i think my feet are planted on firm and soild ground. the future's bright, very bright(:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;then again, i'm counting my chickens before they hatch.&lt;/strong&gt; i hate birds, and they're disgusting, &lt;em&gt;mind you&lt;/em&gt;. so yes. amath is horrible. it really is. i think it's out to get me. the sharp contrast of my attitude towards amath and math is really unbelieveable. if it wasn't my personal outlook, i think i'd call myself a crazy fool. HEHHH. cause yes, the dreadful fact that my math grade is double that of my amath grade drives me insane. &lt;em&gt;for some reason, i think this'll result in nasty sludgee.&lt;/em&gt; WHY SLUDGE? shrugg. i've got no idea why i typed that. i guess &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my limited vocabulary inhibits me from properly putting my feelings into words. &lt;em&gt;gee, i'm ranting again, aint i?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;well,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;granny, koo and rachael are off to heathrow airport tomorrow. and i suppose i'm rather happy(: &lt;strong&gt;no, i love my family, i really do.&lt;/strong&gt; but the prospect of being to eat whatever i want for dinner is really attractivee!(: well, i'll definitely miss rachael. it's been so long since i last saw her, prior to this trip, at least. but yeah. i mean, it's nice having someone around. &lt;em&gt;not that debbie doesn't count for someone(:&lt;/em&gt; but yes. I LOVE MY FAMILY, I DO I DO I DO-OOHHHH. hahahaha. &lt;em&gt;keanan and kel. that was like from years back, they're rad kool.&lt;/em&gt;HURHURRR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i have tomorrow all planned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;apparently, i'm very organisedd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;HEROES!!(: yay yay yay!!! not to mention that i'm so uberly stoked about POTC-ing with my dearests. and well, possibly blades of glory with my rhinos. oh yes, and those free tickets. hmmm. spideyy? &lt;strong&gt;OH YEAH BABY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-1037155250911114250?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/1037155250911114250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=1037155250911114250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/1037155250911114250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/1037155250911114250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/05/lights-fading-and-googles-pain-in-bum.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-3489492690883408602</id><published>2007-05-10T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T19:28:45.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;strike two: my thumb's kinda swollen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and of all the days in the world, i have lit tomorrow. gee. i'm certainly gonna have a whale of a time. I THINK I SHOULD BE STUDYING WAY HARDER. there's something about this whole exam "season" that hasn't quite smack me in the face yet. &lt;strong&gt;grrrr&lt;/strong&gt;. BUT GAH, all the papers i actually have to study real hard for are over. so yes, i'm on a path of no return. &lt;em&gt;all i can say is, oh well!!(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i'm terribly light hearted, which is especially worrying, considering the circumstances. but whatever, LIT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-3489492690883408602?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/3489492690883408602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=3489492690883408602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/3489492690883408602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/3489492690883408602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/05/strike-two-my-thumbs-kinda-swollen.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-466912793108976055</id><published>2007-05-08T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T18:50:26.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;strike one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;geography, that's strike one. two more chances before i completely flop. it was a horrid and dreadful disaster! GAH. i officially detest human geography immensely. GRR. it'll be the death of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-466912793108976055?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/466912793108976055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=466912793108976055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/466912793108976055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/466912793108976055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/05/strike-one.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-3146298587927129589</id><published>2007-05-07T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:46:05.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;joanna's got stuff to tell me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;and i'm dying to hear about it!!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. i really wonder what it's about. but well, whatever the case, i'm sure it's gonna be very interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061720691434741666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/Rj7YJpU2X6I/AAAAAAAAAM0/U7u818Uf39U/s320/sticky.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese papers today! and for the &lt;u&gt;first time in my life&lt;/u&gt;, i can say that i think &lt;strong&gt;I'M ACTUALLY GONNA PASS!&lt;/strong&gt; yay me!!(: like seriously. that is good news. i mean, like yeah. I ACTUALLY UNDERSTOOD THE PASSAGES AND STUFF. [the cloze passage doesn't count, casue well, it was so darn difficult beyond belief! and well, yes. the only answer i totally thought was definitely correct turned out to be wrong, &lt;em&gt;or so the all wise and all knowing zhiwai tells me.&lt;/em&gt; dang.] but yes, that aside, I AM HAPPY(: &lt;strong&gt;mid years are going well, and i'm pretty calm and relaxed about all this&lt;/strong&gt;. don't be fooled, i &lt;u&gt;DO STUDY&lt;/u&gt;. yes. and well, i actually do want to do well. i just feel that i am prepared enough for my exams, and that yes, i'll do just fine(: &lt;u&gt;tomorrow's paper'll really tell me whether i've studied enough&lt;/u&gt;. YEA, geography. i'm a little worried about it, really. due to the massive amounts of information we have to learn. it's rather frightening. but well, i figure that i've got population &amp; settlements down, not to mention majority of last year's work. YUPP. &lt;strong&gt;let's pray that tomorrow'll be a good day.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;i'm pretty sure it'll be great(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;OH YES, tomorrow, holland v for gelare waffles with joanna and mandy!!!:D YAYY! now that's something to really look forward to in times of "&lt;strong&gt;desperation&lt;/strong&gt;". &lt;u&gt;I CAN'T WAIT!!&lt;/u&gt; it has been like forever. we were meant to have half priced waffles at gelare for the longest while, since like well, &lt;em&gt;I REALLY CAN'T REMEMBER WHEN&lt;/em&gt;, and well, i can finally have my waffle! yay!(: HMM. &lt;em&gt;chocolate soy obsession is really awesomeee!(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i have much planned for after the exams. though far more terrible issues lie ahead, i shall revel in the moment. &lt;strong&gt;i mean, you can't expect me to like study right through till november, can you!?&lt;/strong&gt; THAT'LL BE INHUMANE AND WELL, disgusting. i wanna watch my movies, well, yes. &lt;em&gt;not that i'm a big movie buff,&lt;/em&gt; BUT I'M ONE HECK OF A PTOC FAN!(: wheee. and no, it's not cause of mr depp. i dont think he's all that fly anywayy. &lt;em&gt;I'LL PROBABLY GET STRANGLED FOR SAYING SUCH THINGS&lt;/em&gt;. but yes, that's what i think, at least. &lt;u&gt;[speaking of holland v and all, yes, cold rock's gonna be in holland v. hmm.. i actually really wanna try the icecream. HEHH. i blame genia(:]&lt;/u&gt; ladiddahhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061720519636049810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/Rj7X_pU2X5I/AAAAAAAAAMs/VOU_qNbuv1E/s320/coldrock.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;OH YES, AND SPEAKING OF GENIA, &lt;strong&gt;genia gave me chocolate today!!! &lt;/strong&gt;many many MANY thanks!(: and well, i ate the chocolate all melted. it was like a puddle of chocolate "juice". HAHA. yes. but it was yummy all the same. THANK YOUU!(: PIZZA BREAD. hmmm. &lt;strong&gt;the joys of food.&lt;/strong&gt; THEY BRING ME MUCH HAPPINESS(: hahaha. but okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:30;"&gt;geoffey calls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;HURHURR.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-3146298587927129589?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/3146298587927129589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=3146298587927129589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/3146298587927129589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/3146298587927129589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/05/joannas-got-stuff-to-tell-me-and-im.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/Rj7YJpU2X6I/AAAAAAAAAM0/U7u818Uf39U/s72-c/sticky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35582566.post-8228949057858992195</id><published>2007-05-04T08:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T20:35:11.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it seems like i haven't quite blogged in forever, or so it seems. yes, com lab, once again. genia's looking through mag's photos on friendster. GAHH. i really don't wanna study/learn. or like do anything productive, really. we're doing our &lt;em&gt;elephant comprehension&lt;/em&gt;. geepers. &lt;strong&gt;I HATE COMPREHENSION.&lt;/strong&gt; apparently, i dont quite understand things that i read. HURHUR. &lt;u&gt;that makes me feel like one heck of a terrible loser.&lt;/u&gt; GEE, i'm distracted. very distracted. oh gosh. like seriously!! ALL I WANT TO DO RIGHT NOW IS &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;SLEEP&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!! i'm pretty happy that tomorrow's a holiday, i really am. cept that well, knowing that my first paper's on monday doesn't comfort me much. &lt;em&gt;i guess the fact that it's only chinese doesn't make it half as bad.&lt;/em&gt; would it be bad to assume i'll just fail chinese? indifference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;anyway, onto more "&lt;u&gt;grade-related happenings&lt;/u&gt;".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;CA2 RESULTS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;english:&lt;/strong&gt; 74.9/100 A2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chinese:&lt;/strong&gt; 46.3/100 D7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;additionalmathematics:&lt;/strong&gt; 65.2/100 B3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mathematics:&lt;/strong&gt; 82.4/100 A1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chemistry:&lt;/strong&gt; 19.6/30 B3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;physics:&lt;/strong&gt; 29.5/40 A2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;socialstudies/literature:&lt;/strong&gt; 71.1/100 A2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;geography:&lt;/strong&gt; 14/25 C5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;L1R5: 13.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i'm pretty bummed. as in, okay. 13 aint that bad. but it totally oughta be like eleven or something like that. 0.1% more for english!!! OH MY GOODNESS. just that little more, i can have my A1. and well, for physics, i only need like 0.5 marks more for like my beloved A1. BLASTED TEST. if only i had bothered to memorise the use of xrays and stuff like that. &lt;strong&gt;IF ONLY&lt;/strong&gt;. and well, i'm disappointed in my geography grade. my random ramblings of stupid things, and like well, i should've just related my answers to the question asked. then poof! AND GARRRRR! the worst thing is that i actually do know the answers, but i just like start to ramble on and on under intense stress. AHH! &lt;em&gt;okay, i totally have to laern to relax.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;for winning our beloved hamster race, we got free movie vouchers!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;many thanks to miss tan's sister and her frienddd!!&lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;edit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;it has come to a point in my life where i totally ought to be concentrating on my school work, and well, burying myself knee-deep in books, ten year series of every subject available, notes, and well, any helpful information. &lt;em&gt;but then again, i would like to think that i'm anything but predictable&lt;/em&gt;. i'm gonna continue my weekly happenings, like my much lovedd &lt;u&gt;"bakingthursdays"&lt;/u&gt; and well, most definitely, kickboxing with the gang on sundays. &lt;strong&gt;all this because i believe in having a bit of everything.&lt;/strong&gt; what harm could that possibly do, anyway? too much of a good thing, &lt;u&gt;totally possible&lt;/u&gt;. okay, I DO PLAN ON GETTING SOME STUDYING DONE, fyi. &lt;em&gt;espeically for geog, lit and social studies.&lt;/em&gt; i'm not doing too well with those few, especially social studies and geography. i was horrified at the fact that i was at a loss for words when mrs lim asked my class a question today. at least manda, who claimed not to have studied whatsoever, could come up with some nonsense answer that actually turned out to be correct. &lt;em&gt;(no surprise there.)&lt;/em&gt; BUT YES. that left me, the not so clever being, sitting there, slouched in my chair, thinking to myself: WHAT ON EARTH DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING? YOU STUPID STUPID CAROLINEEE. PAPER 2 IS ON LIKE TUESDAY, OR SOMETHING, YOU REALLY WANT TO FAIL, DON'T YOU?! and yes, only to make things worse. i got my facts about erosion on the concaved bank or whatever all messed up. i think i'm trying to cram far too much into my &lt;em&gt;hopefully&lt;/em&gt; at least &lt;u&gt;average sized&lt;/u&gt; brain. HOPEFULLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:30;"&gt;fridays'll be little bites of heaven!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;I REALLY LOVE MY FRIENDS.&lt;/u&gt; they do so much for me, and well, they just do those stuff from the goodness/kindness of their hearts. YUPP!! and well, i am, &lt;u&gt;and forever will be&lt;/u&gt; eternally grateful to all of you awesome peoplee! mainly for the reason that you don't come up with nonsense to make me feel happy, you just comfort and reassure me. &lt;strong&gt;no lying here.&lt;/strong&gt; especially thingONE!!! today was a good day, you really made me feel like well, &lt;u&gt;worth something&lt;/u&gt;. (&lt;em&gt;no, i'm not insecure or whatever, she just made me feel real happy, and some what confident.&lt;/em&gt;) &lt;u&gt;MANY THANKS, DEAREST!!(:&lt;/u&gt; and yes, nostalgia smacked me in the face on the bus ride home from holland v. &lt;em&gt;shrugg&lt;/em&gt;. i tend to have such thoughts often. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;well, elaboration will not be necessary. this is so as we all know how long winded i can be, not to mention &lt;strong&gt;BORING&lt;/strong&gt;. the long and short of it all is that, my friends should love fridays, and that well, i really oughta get to work, and yes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;I CAN'T WAIT FOR TUESDAY!!!!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(half priced waffles with thingONE at holland v's gelare. whoohoo!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-8228949057858992195?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/8228949057858992195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=8228949057858992195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/8228949057858992195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/8228949057858992195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/05/it-seems-like-i-havent-quite-blogged-in.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-4429281916366333236</id><published>2007-05-02T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T16:22:10.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:monotype corsiva;font-size:40;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;screaming bloody murder.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Monotype Corsiva;font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;- - -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-4429281916366333236?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/4429281916366333236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=4429281916366333236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/4429281916366333236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/4429281916366333236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/05/screaming-bloody-murder.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-7609035133348026259</id><published>2007-05-01T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T16:55:59.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i bought another 3 tubs of grass jelly today!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes, more point form posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- GRASS JELLY!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- i had half&lt;/u&gt; a one dollar pau. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- zara &amp;amp; mango.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- got a pretty bag which mum apparently likes more than i do.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;I HAVE DONE NO WORK/STUDYING WHATSOEVER&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;- baked a pizza. yumm(:&lt;br /&gt;- needa go ru&lt;u&gt;nnnn&lt;/u&gt;ing at like well, SOON.&lt;br /&gt;- wasted my day away.&lt;br /&gt;- desperate failed attempts at making chocolate macaroons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(dad was right, they are hard.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as of now, i have a craving for those lovely macaroons dad bought from switzerland. speaking of which, i really ought to study switzerland for social studies. GEEPERS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;OH YES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;since i've been getting this a whole lot, i figure i might as well have your questions answered. &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:16;"&gt;my brief return to the sailing scene is only momentary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; as of now, at least. &lt;em&gt;i hope that's all you wanted to know.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-7609035133348026259?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/7609035133348026259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=7609035133348026259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/7609035133348026259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/7609035133348026259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-bought-another-3-tubs-of-grass-jelly.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-4606437592243650111</id><published>2007-04-29T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T17:10:39.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;I HEARBY ADORE GRASS JELLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;bev's obsession has fueled what is now my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;you should really hear steph and i raving about how great the grass jelly from taka is. i find us very amusing. HAHAHA. like how we talk about it being "&lt;u&gt;springyy&lt;/u&gt;" and such, OH THE AMUSEMENT(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;went to church today, &lt;em&gt;FCB (faith, choey &amp; becky)&lt;/em&gt; and i seirously didn't wanna go for class today. but well, we're good girls, so yes. &lt;strong&gt;CLASS IT WAS&lt;/strong&gt;. class was rather amusing. &lt;em&gt;damien's got enough loveee for everyoneee.&lt;/em&gt; HAHAHAHA. oh my, and the singing. all good fun, good fun indeed. after class, i went to the car to like pick up my school books so that i could go to town and like study. &lt;em&gt;instead of wasting time rushing from church to home to like town and back and whatever.&lt;/em&gt; i figured that i might as well put my time to good use, since &lt;u&gt;mids are like next week!!!&lt;/u&gt; TALK ABOUT MAJOR FREAK OUT WORTHYYY! so yes. and well, while i was waiting for mum to come, &lt;em&gt;she was busy clearing out the fridge. hahahaha.&lt;/em&gt; poo called, asking where i was. so in the end we met up, and like walked to town. then had "brunch" at taka's basement 2. yupp. &lt;strong&gt;MY BELOVED ONE DOLLAR PAU.&lt;/strong&gt; geeee. yes, ONE WHOLE DOLLAR. for just one pau. BUT WELL, it's real good. not that kong guan brand nonsense you get at 7-eleven or where ever it is. it's REAL PAU. nice and squidgy and stuff. mmhmmmm(: &lt;u&gt;steph has officially managed to conquer physics!!&lt;/u&gt; YES. it finally makes sense, somewhat so, at least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;we kinda thought kickboxing was at like 2, but it turns out that it was acutally at one. so like i recieved a call from squishy at like 115, asking where we were. BLEAGH. so yes, &lt;em&gt;we aren't the sort who like to be tardy&lt;/em&gt;, so we rushed over to mandrin hotel, and like frantically changed and stuff. &lt;strong&gt;I FELT SO BAD!!!&lt;/strong&gt; i hate being all late, and irresponsible, and not punctual and stuff. GRRR. but okay, i had to make do, &lt;u&gt;i didn't know no better anyway!!&lt;/u&gt; so yeah. had kickboxing. IT WAS GOOD. yes, real good. i liked the kicky stufff. &lt;strong&gt;I TOTALLY REGRET NOT GOING LAST WEEK!!!&lt;/strong&gt; but i couldn't help it, fell ill. &lt;em&gt;curse the darned bug&lt;/em&gt;. but it's okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;it was kinda funny. when asked whether we'd stop kickboxing lessons cause of exams or whatever, steph and i just gave this funny look, &lt;u&gt;scrunched up face and all&lt;/u&gt;, and were like, HUHHH?! NO!!! hahaha. &lt;em&gt;i mean, it's only like an hour or so, one and a half max, one day of the entire week.&lt;/em&gt; there's no way i can like even think of studying my whole sunday away anyway! and well, i study like before and after kickboxing. so i think i should get my well deserved break. UH HUHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;after kickboxing, steph squish and i went to basement 2, &lt;u&gt;AGAIN&lt;/u&gt;. for our beloved grass jelly. &lt;strong&gt;we were naive beings.&lt;/strong&gt; the awesome-ness of the grass jelly is just so overpowering. &lt;em&gt;i honestly think that a smile spread across my face once i shoved the spoon into my gaping pie hole.&lt;/em&gt; HAHAHAHAHA. but yes, it's the best! HEHH. i think we were vey content beings(: poo and i even bought like another tub to like bring to school for recess tomorrow!!!(: HAHA. and well, bev wanted one too! so i'm guessing that we'll like be sitting together, just happily eating our grass jelly(: &lt;strong&gt;OH YEAHHH.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;i figure that i'll like split my portion into two.&lt;/em&gt; so that i can like eat the other for like &lt;u&gt;supper&lt;/u&gt; when i come home, or something like that. YUPP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:25;"&gt;lit/ss class tomorrow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;2pm to 6pm?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i guess so. HMMM. i have to go buy donut factory donuts for my brother tomorrow! &lt;u&gt;I PROMISED HIM&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;em&gt;[i'm such a wonderful sister, i truly am(:]&lt;/em&gt; okay, i guess i'll go to raffles city, if i have the time, depending on what time class ends. OH GASP!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so totally needa study for mids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i think i'm gonna do so darn badly beyond belief! OH THE RAT'S BUM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-4606437592243650111?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/4606437592243650111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=4606437592243650111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/4606437592243650111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/4606437592243650111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-hearby-adore-grass-jelly.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-1029383657607241046</id><published>2007-04-28T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T13:12:19.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;MR THINSPIRATION THINKS HE'S FAT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;know you know what i have to tolerate. &lt;u&gt;YOU COULD JUST IMAGINE LIVING WITH MY BRO.&lt;/u&gt; i'm totally surprised that i haven't &lt;u&gt;quite&lt;/u&gt; developed an eating order just yet. i've decided to label my brother &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;"mr thinspiration". and what can i say? &lt;strong&gt;the poor child is depressed.&lt;/strong&gt; he's come to the realisation that he's FAT. yes, my brother is fat. &lt;em&gt;or so he thinks&lt;/em&gt;. his reasoning? WELL, &lt;strong&gt;his stomach is getting less concaved by the day.&lt;/strong&gt; OH GEE. the world's about to collapse, and children are dying all over the world, let alone africa. and yes, and my brother thinks he's fat. (i think my brother sounds like some disillusioned ana/mia.) &lt;u&gt;and that is darnn hilarious!!!!(:&lt;/u&gt; FOR CRYING OUT LOUD!! &lt;em&gt;[this is so judgemental of me, and yet terribly hypocritical. apologies.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;i find this all terribly amusing(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;though, i have to admit, he is getting fatter.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;went to school for physics at 10 this morning.&lt;/strong&gt; it wasn't half bad. it made me feel intellectual, and well, yeah. i feel accomplished. YAY ME! the bus took forever to come, so well,i was kinda late for class. &lt;u&gt;just a tad&lt;/u&gt;. but thankfully, mrs tong hadn't started teaching yet. met wei en on the bus to school. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;I SHOULD SERIOUSLY STOP LISTENING TO SKILLET ON THE BUS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. it catapults me into some bizzare state of oblivion. HAHA. yeah. &lt;em&gt;i guess you can sorta guess what happened.&lt;/em&gt; skillet is a drug(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:45;"&gt;- - - -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i've decided that i'll sail interschools. YES. &lt;strong&gt;talk about sudden change of heart.&lt;/strong&gt; WELL, mum makes tons of sense while you're deluded and somewhat drugged by the constant feeling of nausea. &lt;u&gt;okay, no.&lt;/u&gt; i made the decision. cause well, it enables me to revel in an awesome sense of security and serves as reassurance. OR SO I HOPE. &lt;em&gt;it'll be a terrible terrible thing if i were to find out that i've suddenly &lt;u&gt;"lost my touch"&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; oh! THAT'LL BE THE WORSE THING EVER. espeically now, considering my circumstance. &lt;strong&gt;3rd in sec2 wasn't all that bad.&lt;/strong&gt; but i think that this year's gonna be way more than i can take. &lt;u&gt;throwing a curveball here&lt;/u&gt;. I HOPE THIS PAYS OFF. well, that aside. i hope we get pretty sailing tees. &lt;em&gt;i hope tessa's design's fab.&lt;/em&gt; YESYES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:30;"&gt;cause there's nothing like buying insurance :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;oh yeah. AWESOME FOOD TONIGHT!(: i love i loveee. (&lt;em&gt;anorexia has nothing on me&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-1029383657607241046?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/1029383657607241046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=1029383657607241046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/1029383657607241046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/1029383657607241046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/04/mr-thinspiration-thinks-hes-fat.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-1965033787528564617</id><published>2007-04-27T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T16:34:22.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.nonprofitmailers.org/images/smiley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.nonprofitmailers.org/images/smiley.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;today's the best day i've had in a long long while&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;now i know that nothing can break me down(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;genia always knows just exactly what to say, and she totally made my day!&lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;who knew that manda's random comments could mean so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;mrs tong's words made me feel estatic. WHAT A RELIEF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i haven't quite had this much fun in a long long while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and what can i say, the future's looking real bright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;spread the lovin'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;cause there's always that light at the end of the tunnle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the longer you've been in darkness, the quicker you'll find it(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&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/35582566-1965033787528564617?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/1965033787528564617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=1965033787528564617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/1965033787528564617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/1965033787528564617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/04/todays-best-day-ive-had-in-long-long.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-5820835070086464179</id><published>2007-04-26T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T14:52:18.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;today was a good day.&lt;/strong&gt; i told you i would be happy(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;alright. i've finally come to my senses. &lt;u&gt;it's time to start studying&lt;/u&gt;. gee. yes, it's kinda a little late for that now, with midyears being in a week and stuff like such. OH WELL. at least i'm trying to make ammends here. &lt;em&gt;i'm trying, cut me some slack(:&lt;/em&gt; so yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;despite how much i detest routines, I REALISED THAT I'LL SELF DESTRUCT WITHOUT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so yes. from next week on, i'm television-less. except for thursday night. well, yeah. i needa take a break sometime! so yeah. and i'm gonna like bake every thursday, since i don't quite have much else to do for relaxation. &lt;em&gt;them groupies and rhinos are lucky people(:&lt;/em&gt; HEHH. but yeah. i guess i better start getting everything back. i'm going to fail mids if i dont.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:50;"&gt;SAVE ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-5820835070086464179?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/5820835070086464179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=5820835070086464179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/5820835070086464179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/5820835070086464179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/04/today-was-good-day.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-7644859771836739124</id><published>2007-04-25T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:46:06.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:40;"&gt;alexander mcqueen is lovee&lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;a very very very materialistic post.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057338175525379874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/Ri9GRpU2XyI/AAAAAAAAAL0/Sms4vyKsfOQ/s320/mcqueen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057338373093875506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/Ri9GdJU2XzI/AAAAAAAAAL8/SeydtgF6wqY/s320/gucci.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057338467583156034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/Ri9GipU2X0I/AAAAAAAAAME/JdQ036m6T0o/s320/gucci2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057340490512752466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/Ri9IYZU2X1I/AAAAAAAAAMM/xxKUSLnWvjQ/s320/fendi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;there would've been way more photos. cept for well, the lack of time. i've wasted enough time wishing i had pretty things like such. BLEAGHHHHH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;tomorrow, i'll be happy(: YAY ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-7644859771836739124?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/7644859771836739124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=7644859771836739124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/7644859771836739124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/7644859771836739124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/04/alexander-mcqueen-is-lovee33-very-very.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/Ri9GRpU2XyI/AAAAAAAAAL0/Sms4vyKsfOQ/s72-c/mcqueen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35582566.post-6761682209014651937</id><published>2007-04-24T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T17:27:50.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;lunch today was the most fun i've had in a long while(: &lt;em&gt;not that i'm all emo and stuff.&lt;/em&gt; it's just that today's conversation was especially hilarious. yupp. i suppose it's true, &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;actions do speak louder than words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;following our usual ranting and chatter, the topic of fats and muscles came up. gosh, when does it ever not? but yeah, &lt;em&gt;i'm so beyond immune to it now.&lt;/em&gt; (i'm totally assuming that it's casue a random SOMEONE's always related to such "pressing" issues.) we all know jing, she's got a million and one ways to build muscle. she's a living testimony. she's probably more on about excercise and fitness than i am. &lt;strong&gt;who am i kidding&lt;/strong&gt;, she's WAY &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; more enthusiastic and stuff about that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;[i'd rather not get into the details. they can be a tad too explicit for those not yet immune to our wacky happenings.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;chinese oral was so bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i'm probably the only darn person who didn't know how to read the word yan. while everyone else was pondering over how to read the word jiang, i just breezed through that and had a more than fair share of my own problems. I FEEL DUMB. &lt;em&gt;(my desperate attempts at seeking help clearly failed)&lt;/em&gt; but i suppose it can't be all too bad. I HOPE, i really hope. &lt;strong&gt;LAO SHI HAS A GIFT.&lt;/strong&gt; she somehow managed to instil a want to pass chinese in me. it's odd. cause for the longest while, no one was "&lt;u&gt;gifted&lt;/u&gt;" enough to convince me to put in effort when it came to chinese. getting zero for tingxie was nothing to me, &lt;u&gt;i couldn't care any less&lt;/u&gt;. but somehow, she kinda makes me want to do well. IN MY CASE, make something out of it,&lt;strong&gt; at least.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I CAN'T BELIEVE THAT I DON'T REMEMBER THE LAST TIME I WENT SHOPPING. &lt;u&gt;i feel terribly empty inside&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;i'm materialisic, and i admit it; not to say that i'm proud of it, though&lt;/strong&gt;. but yes. i'm going to spend this saturday with rachael, hanging out at the wheelock underpass thing, listening to debbie busk. (&lt;em&gt;i suppose the verb would be listening, and not watching, RIGHTT?!?)&lt;/em&gt; but yeah. it'll be just like sitting in her bedroom, on her bed. cept well, it's in a public place, and i'd have to act appropriately. BUT FRET NOT. &lt;strong&gt;i might as well get some studying done too.&lt;/strong&gt; cause well, i wouldn't be able to study at home, anyway. &lt;u&gt;DINNER ON SATURDAY NIGHT SEEMS LIKE SOMETHING TO LOOK FORWARD TO(:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;celeb dishh makes me happy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;*EMBARRASSED*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;edit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;as of now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:50;"&gt;pissed off doesn't even cut it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;imitation is so definitely not the greatest form of flattery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-  -  -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i hear mandy's words ringing in my ear, trying to compose myself. she's telling me what her dad told someone else. &lt;u&gt;i hope it works&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-  -  -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;if not, someone's gonna be &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DEAD&lt;/span&gt; by tomorrow morn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-6761682209014651937?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/6761682209014651937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=6761682209014651937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/6761682209014651937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/6761682209014651937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/04/lunch-today-was-most-fun-ive-had-in.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-4808067048417326954</id><published>2007-04-23T14:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T20:06:29.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;jostled about like a fish bowl with one gone belly up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;that's exactly how i feel, or felt. yes. that was exactly how i felt when i was walking home from the bus stop today. my odd habit of putting my feelings to words, &lt;em&gt;and like thinking to myself about how i feel&lt;/em&gt;, led me to a couple of other "analogies". well, they're more cynical and crestfallen, though. many relvolved around how i felt as though my head was put in a blender. and well, the term "brain haemorrage" seemed to appear in my mind all too often. &lt;u&gt;what joy and delight that brings me&lt;/u&gt;. but yeah. the fish one seemed so apt, but yet it had some rather amusing childlike appeal and innocence. &lt;em&gt;i quite like that phrase i just coined.&lt;/em&gt; YAY ME! i've finally found substance and well, "purpose" in life. &lt;em&gt;(HURHURR. my random rants are merely an attempt at deception.)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;very content with my purchases from macs, i'm sure tomorrow'll be a promising day(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;AS FOR TODAY, i have many many things to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(i didn't bring my diary to school, i felt not only lost, but hollow.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- REVISE FOR CHINESE ORAL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- &lt;s&gt;DO CHEM SKILL THREE ASSIGNMENT.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- DOWNLOAD CHEM MID YEAR PAPER FROM LEADS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- &lt;s&gt;TYPE OUT CHEMISTRY SKILL THREE NOTES.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- DO CHINESE WORKSHEET.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i suppose the worksheet can wait. today wasn't really half that bad, i suppose. kinda got some assesments back. i guess you could say that i'm not too bummed by my results. 20/30 for chemistry mid years(: &lt;em&gt;TO ME, THAT'S REAL GOOD.&lt;/em&gt; for my abysmal standard, at least. &lt;strong&gt;i'm starting to love chemistry practicals, &lt;/strong&gt;they seem to be my forte, &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;among other things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;em&gt;(that's a terrible terrible thing which i should not touch on, it'll just cause my head to implode, after which the remnants of my cranial matter shall explode. what's left behind shall be nothing short of heartfelt resentment and distaste.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;...apparently, it angers me so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;that aside,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'M FEELING PRETTY GOOD, OTHER THAN THE HEADACHES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-4808067048417326954?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/4808067048417326954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=4808067048417326954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/4808067048417326954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/4808067048417326954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/04/jostled-about-like-fish-bowl-with-one.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-8840729401359897081</id><published>2007-04-22T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T15:02:16.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:20;"&gt;i &lt;span style="font-size:30;"&gt;HATE&lt;/span&gt; falling ill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;there are so many negative points of falling ill. (i feel physically exhausted, though i've slept for hours.) and that isn't even the end of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- my back is hurting and so do my knees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- i constantly feel light headed. &lt;u&gt;it's as if i just ran a marthon&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- &lt;em&gt;i suppose you could say i'm rather irritable.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- &lt;u&gt;THERE'S NO WAY I CAN STUDY UNDER SUCH CONDITIONS!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and i'm rather sad, to say the least. i am not exactly peeved. i seem to be coping rather well, really. &lt;em&gt;other than this morning's eruption.&lt;/em&gt; (not that anyone around me could've noticed really, mandy &amp;amp; steph are the sole victims.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hmm... the weather really seems to be bothering me lately. i think it's the constant annoyance of it being wonderfully sunny one moment, and gloomily overcast the next. &lt;strong&gt;curse the convectional rain!&lt;/strong&gt; YES. &lt;u&gt;(be warned, i'm gonna go all geog on you.)&lt;/u&gt; convectional rain, oh convectional rain. It being all warm here causes high rates of evaporation, making the air saturated with water vapour. upon reaching dew point temperature, the water vapour in the air condenses to form clouds. As these clouds increase in size, they are no longer able to retain the massive amounts of water and hence rain falls. (&lt;em&gt;I THINK THIS IS IT. IF IT'S WRONG, YOU BETTER CORRECT ME. MY MARKS ARE AT STAKE. i think there's some issue about the clouds increasing in size. i should look up marianne chong.&lt;/em&gt;) i really wonder how it raining somehow makes the temperature drop. it's odd. and i don't quite like it. temperature going down means relative humidity increasing, which then means that i'm gonna be sweating like a dog. GEE. but it's alright, that i can live with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i suddenly have a craving for simply bread's sticky bun. YUMM(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(though i think i just want something to get rid of this awful medicinal taste in my mouth.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i've got no appetite, and well, i just feel like sleeping. i think my medicine's making me all drowsy. &lt;u&gt;(though it doesn't say that it will.)&lt;/u&gt; normally, they'll indicate whether the medicine makes you drowsy, right? like they'll have that thing about not operating machinery after taking the medication, right? SHRUGG. that's what i &lt;u&gt;think&lt;/u&gt; at least. &lt;strong&gt;at least i think.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;GOTTA WRITE MY CIP PROPOSAL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;FINISH UP MY PHYSICS WORKSHEET.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;REVISE AMATH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;READ UP ON THE WHOLE ELECTROMAGNETIC SPECTRUM THING FOR PHYSICS TEST ON MONDAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;JOY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this actually aint half bad.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(without a tinge of sarcasm, honestly.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-8840729401359897081?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/8840729401359897081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=8840729401359897081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/8840729401359897081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/8840729401359897081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-hate-falling-ill.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-5964538087039130585</id><published>2007-04-21T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T14:38:10.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;a rough summary of my past week: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;MONDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;math test on transformation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;got 23/60 for my chinese test. &lt;u&gt;BLEAGH.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;debbie came over and we raided my bro's tuition lesson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;debbie's crazy rants about me loving apples. &lt;em&gt;(not that it aint exactly true.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went running.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hamster race!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;elmer won the hamster race. YAYY!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;got our math test back. (18/20.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;was meant to go to gelare with joanna for half priced waffles. (she had to take a photo for obs, so we didn't.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;FREE B&amp;J ICECREAM!&lt;/u&gt; (i didn't go get any. poo.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;napped my day away(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;math common test on transformation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2.4km run for physical fitness test.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ran with dah. (got 14.11)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;kinda decided that i was gonna run it again, since i didn't get an A. (i missed by one second.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;granny and all went out for dinner, had dinner by the pool with rachael.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had a pita bread sandwich for dinner(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went to haato with rach for icecream!! &lt;strong&gt;chocolate hazlenut!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;watched many many episodes of heroes(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;chemistry o level spa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wrote our "ca-sin-o NO MORE" jingle thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;did crap loads of multiple choice questions from my geography tys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went to coronation to buy marianne chong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had a cinnamon roll thing from delifrance. (&lt;em&gt;it was so darn expensive! like $2.35!! GASP!&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cabbed home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;studied&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;bought milk tea &amp;amp; cookies and cream icecream from haato with russ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cycled a tad. &lt;u&gt;(while watching heroes on my ipod:D )&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;presented our jingle to the rest of the level.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;re-ran my 2.4 &lt;em&gt;(i got like 11.33. now that's more like it!!:D )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went to kap with joanna for lunch, mandy met us there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had a grilled chicken foldover meal. (&lt;u&gt;i was like so darn bloated!&lt;/u&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went back to school and did my 5 items. (got an A for all.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hung around in clocksie's class. (with joanna, mandy and clocks.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;did vectors worksheet &amp;amp; stuck more pretty stuff in my diary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went to balmoral plaza with the three of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had dinner at pu dong. (mandy and joanna ordered the &lt;em&gt;da pai mian&lt;/em&gt;, clocks and i had some shanghai wanton soupy thing. we shared &lt;em&gt;man tou&lt;/em&gt;s.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cabbed home. (&lt;em&gt;of all the 19,007 cabs in singapore, mandy and i waited for forever before empty cabs came along.&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;bummed about at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TODAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;woke up with no voice and a nasty cough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had pre-made waffles for brekkie. (&lt;em&gt;with maple syrup. mmhmmm!!&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went to the clinic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went for a massage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had yet another pita bread sandwich for lunch. (&lt;em&gt;and some yellow pineapple rice.&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;did additional mathematics test on heymath.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;AM CURRENTLY BLOGGING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-5964538087039130585?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/5964538087039130585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=5964538087039130585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/5964538087039130585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/5964538087039130585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/04/rough-summary-of-my-past-week-monday.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-2247233701070224097</id><published>2007-04-16T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T20:28:32.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;I RAN TODAY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;call me a slacker, i only ran like 4. but whatever, I STILL RAN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;anyway, school was alright. a tad boring. our usual monday after chapel talks with mrs tong. this time, mrs yap and mr khoo were there too. FREAKY YAO. &lt;em&gt;(i can't imagine what'll happen if i said the wrong thing. geepers.) &lt;/em&gt;--&gt; &lt;u&gt;for more reasons than most of you know&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;after school, debbie came over to return me my cookbooks. and well, to collect her phone. cause she left it in the car. we kinda hung around for a bit, i did my testpaper, and she &lt;u&gt;disrupted my bro's tuition lesson&lt;/u&gt;. HAHA. but yeah. it's alright. cause laoshi adores her, it's so totally true. totally unfair. OH MY! we started talking about dave and mark's dad. LIKE OH MY GOSH. laoshi was like saying in chinese, that minister, the quite "shuai" one. &lt;strong&gt;I WAS LIKE, OH EWWWWW! EWWWW! EWWW!&lt;/strong&gt; russ debbie and i were like, oh gross. then well, after all that disruption, we went running! how productive!!(: WELL, went to debbie's first. to like get heroes!(: YAY! &lt;strong&gt;yes, i have heroes now!!! &lt;/strong&gt;WHEEEEE! &lt;u&gt;all's good in the world&lt;/u&gt;. so yeah. then we went running! I FEEL ACCOMPLISHED. the last time i ran was eons ago!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;COUSINS! MAX BRENNER ON SATURDAY! HOW'S THAT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i love that place. hurrr. i want suckao. well, NOT REALLY. but i want something nice and chocolatey, &lt;u&gt;AND &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;FATTENING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;!!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[i think my mummy's emailing my bro's teachers, oh crud.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'M GONNA MOVE TO ONE NORTH RESIDENCES IN OH-TEN!!!!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i love that place!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;location, location, location.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-  -  -  -  -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;guys and the &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; thing so don't go together.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hur hurrr..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-2247233701070224097?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/2247233701070224097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=2247233701070224097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/2247233701070224097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/2247233701070224097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-ran-today-call-me-slacker-i-only-ran.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-3592508981595010709</id><published>2007-04-15T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:46:08.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;the photos shall do the talking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(10th april 2007.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/RiISOExB8nI/AAAAAAAAAK0/glem7DS4g_c/s1600-h/cupcakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053621764869976690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/RiISOExB8nI/AAAAAAAAAK0/glem7DS4g_c/s320/cupcakes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(11th april 2007.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053616378980987426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/RiINUkxB8iI/AAAAAAAAAKM/qRrAGLCvInM/s320/genia%27s+stickers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/RiIQZkxB8lI/AAAAAAAAAKk/iQP7G_YIXHc/s1600-h/four.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053619763415216722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/RiIQZkxB8lI/AAAAAAAAAKk/iQP7G_YIXHc/s320/four.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053629195163398786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/RiIY-kxB8oI/AAAAAAAAAK8/nprsXpTl8BE/s320/hurhurr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053613655971721714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/RiIK2ExB8fI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/QQJou25qlTM/s320/jackson.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/RiIPlkxB8kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/udqHQdM7s5A/s1600-h/elkay,+mandy&amp;tasha,+thingONE.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053618870062019138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/RiIPlkxB8kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/udqHQdM7s5A/s320/elkay,+mandy%26tasha,+thingONE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/RiIOjUxB8jI/AAAAAAAAAKU/DyNLV6hOIFw/s1600-h/son,+choey,+wise,+bev.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053617731895685682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/RiIOjUxB8jI/AAAAAAAAAKU/DyNLV6hOIFw/s320/son,+choey,+wise,+bev.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/RiIMykxB8hI/AAAAAAAAAKE/4Qvb1ZwbPkQ/s1600-h/nastasha.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053615794865435154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/RiIMykxB8hI/AAAAAAAAAKE/4Qvb1ZwbPkQ/s320/nastasha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/RiIMNkxB8gI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/01Yt5lcwGkI/s1600-h/individuals.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053615159210275330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/RiIMNkxB8gI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/01Yt5lcwGkI/s320/individuals.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/RiIJ7kxB8eI/AAAAAAAAAJs/CGQKTSCpem4/s1600-h/en,+hyung,+jack.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053612650949374434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/RiIJ7kxB8eI/AAAAAAAAAJs/CGQKTSCpem4/s320/en,+hyung,+jack.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/RiIJyUxB8dI/AAAAAAAAAJk/mky1lxaXCog/s1600-h/shoelace.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053612492035584466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/RiIJyUxB8dI/AAAAAAAAAJk/mky1lxaXCog/s320/shoelace.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/RiIIpkxB8cI/AAAAAAAAAJc/xjvGsr1K_V4/s1600-h/matchingumbreallas.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053611242200101314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/RiIIpkxB8cI/AAAAAAAAAJc/xjvGsr1K_V4/s320/matchingumbreallas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/RiIHvkxB8bI/AAAAAAAAAJU/phWEu6nYsjE/s1600-h/rhinosaurus.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053610245767688626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/RiIHvkxB8bI/AAAAAAAAAJU/phWEu6nYsjE/s320/rhinosaurus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/RiIG7UxB8aI/AAAAAAAAAJM/epeU9N6LIBE/s1600-h/jacksonlegs.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053609348119523746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/RiIG7UxB8aI/AAAAAAAAAJM/epeU9N6LIBE/s320/jacksonlegs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/RiIGv0xB8ZI/AAAAAAAAAJE/MkXcoq-GxK0/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053609150551028114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/RiIGv0xB8ZI/AAAAAAAAAJE/MkXcoq-GxK0/s320/love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053620029703189090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/RiIQpExB8mI/AAAAAAAAAKs/wVXKYX7aZvg/s320/maxb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(sometime not so long ago.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/RiICG0xB8YI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Xfbbod5yllk/s1600-h/rolls.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053604048129880450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/RiICG0xB8YI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Xfbbod5yllk/s320/rolls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-3592508981595010709?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/3592508981595010709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=3592508981595010709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/3592508981595010709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/3592508981595010709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/04/photos-shall-do-talking.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/RiISOExB8nI/AAAAAAAAAK0/glem7DS4g_c/s72-c/cupcakes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35582566.post-4305732097313228918</id><published>2007-04-11T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T20:55:38.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;I'M SO LOOKING FORWARD TO TODAY'S EPISODE OF HEROES!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;oh, love is in the air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(i'm gonna bake cinnamon rolls tomorrow, when my oven gets delivered. OH YEAH BABY!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;swim meet! well, it was funny. primary school kids can be so darn annoying. argh. but okay. pictures will be uploaded soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;to my dearest (insert name here).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;you can't lie to me, i know that it wasn't alright. &lt;em&gt;(but i forgive you for that).&lt;/em&gt; but really, it's okay. everything's gonna be okay. people are annoying, and do painful things, but that's what it's all about, i guess. AND MOST OF ALL, PEOPLE DO STUPID THINGS, REAL STUPID THINGS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;that person's a jerk, and well, a cowardly one at that. i know it can be hard, real hard. especially when things were the way they were. but don't forget, you've always got us! and we'll stick by you, NO MATTER WHAT&lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-4305732097313228918?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/4305732097313228918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=4305732097313228918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/4305732097313228918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/4305732097313228918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-so-looking-forward-to-todays-episode.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-1776301635912837546</id><published>2007-04-09T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T17:18:45.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;TORTURE/DISGUST/PAIN/REGRET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;everything went so well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;or so i thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but well, we all knew what was coming next.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;no one to blame,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;not that it matters anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'm upset, terribly upset.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it's more of regret, really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i want fairy dust &amp;amp; (blue skies).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;CONFIDENCE,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HAPPINESS,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(ACCEPTANCE),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;SECURITY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(i aint no darn emo kid, i'm really not emo-ing. it's more of anger and frustration. and a large heap of regret.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'D RATHER BE HALF EMPTY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-1776301635912837546?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/1776301635912837546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=1776301635912837546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/1776301635912837546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/1776301635912837546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/04/torturedisgustpainregret-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-2223806605411240461</id><published>2007-04-08T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T17:01:35.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;there used to be a time when i looked at my blog and went, "I CAN'T BELIEVE I DIDN'T BLOG YESTERDAY!" &lt;em&gt;(what a terribly dumb thing to say, but well, i was/am dumb.)&lt;/em&gt; well, yes. &lt;strong&gt;the only reason why i'm blogging is casue mandy tay wants something to read.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;though for some reason, i doubt she'll read this. but hmm.. okay. i'll blog anyway.&lt;/em&gt; now, most of my time's consumed by our beloved hamter F1 project thing. (if you wanna check it out, ask me for the URL.) &lt;em&gt;(can't have my classmate's peering eyes looking at it now, can i?)&lt;/em&gt; YEAH. most of my computer time's spent doing that. OTHER THAN THAT, i waste my days away, &lt;u&gt;watching television and devouring bowl after bowl of cereal, and for that short moment, krispy kremes.&lt;/u&gt; but okay. &lt;strong&gt;HOPEFULLY, THOES DAYS'LL BE LONG GONE.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;time to hit the books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i really can't wait for wednesday. HMM. okay, &lt;u&gt;there's no reason whatsoever to be excited about swim meet anway&lt;/u&gt;, but i guess the thought of not having classes IS rather appealling. &lt;em&gt;think about it&lt;/em&gt;, just sitting there, wasting your day away, fretting over your uneven tan, and well, just sitting there in the blistering heat, watching people "swim". honestly, it aint half bad. (and i mean this with no sarcasm whatsoever.) IF IT'S ANY CONSOLATION TO THOSE OF YOU WHO DREAD SWIM MEET.... &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'm baking cupcakes&lt;/span&gt;!(: yupp. well, MAYBE. &lt;strong&gt;lately, i always say i'm gonna bake sth, but in the end i just don't.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;HOW TERRIBLE.&lt;/u&gt; truly terrible. but well, i've made the necessary preparations &lt;em&gt;(really, i haven't done no nothing.) &lt;/em&gt;, so i guess i'll just follow through. and now that i acutally have my food processor, life's become much easier for this tired lass. &lt;strong&gt;UBER STOKED ABOUT THURSDAY!!&lt;/strong&gt; my oven's finally here. well, it'll be delivered on thursday, NOW THAT'S WHAT I'VE BEEN WAITING WEEKS FOR!! yupp. went to IMM yesterday, with mum, and we bought my oven. i think we saved like 700 or something. BUT ANYWAY, it was a good price. and i'm really pleased(: &lt;em&gt;if only it could be delivered on tuesday instead..&lt;/em&gt; then i wouldn't have to go to my aunt's to bake. &lt;em&gt;(she just lives upstairs, but gahh.)&lt;/em&gt; KEEP YOUR EYES PEELED, WEDNESDAY'LL BE HOTT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;did i forget to mention i'm going out with mandy &amp; ju on wednesday?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;:D&lt;/strong&gt; hehh. canele. OH! I LOVEEE! i think i'm starting to have withdrawal symptoms. i haven't eaten at canele for like the longest while. CUASE WELL, yeah. i feel sad, and, more so, deprived. BUT IT'S OKAY, I'LL BE SAVED FROM THIS UNPLEASANT SITUATION ONCE WEDNESDAY SWINGS BY. &lt;em&gt;(i had a violet meringue from canele yesterday, after westside, but that doesn't quite count.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;YESTERDAY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;WENT TO WATCH WESTSIDE! &lt;em&gt;(note: the only resason i went was to watch elkay.)&lt;/em&gt; YUPP. that's the only reason. the one and only reason. ELKAY SINGS GOOD. uh huhh! she really does. and she sang real well for the matine(sp?) performance thangg on saturday afternoon. &lt;strong&gt;I'M REAL PROUD OF YOU SELBS!!(:&lt;/strong&gt; it's a real pity hyung was ill and couldn't make it for the show. poo. but oh well, kinda met chow and dee and we ended up sitting together. yupp. cause pam and babs were well, LATE. but it's okay. yupp. i think westside's got such a cliche storyline. I'M SORRY TO ALL YOU PEOPLE. but yeah. that's what i think. (not that what i think particularly matters in any situation, but sure.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;[WORK CALLS, I'M BUSY.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;[HOPE THIS WAS 'NUFF FOR YOU, MANDY TAYY.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[WE'D LOVE TO SEE YOU AT KICKBOXING!!!!]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;[  ): ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-2223806605411240461?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/2223806605411240461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=2223806605411240461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/2223806605411240461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/2223806605411240461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/04/there-used-to-be-time-when-i-looked-at.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-6970800260701200465</id><published>2007-04-05T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T21:17:08.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;i'm incapable of controlling my disease.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'm disgusting and i feel disgusting. the fact that i know i'm disgusting disgusts me greatly. but alright. &lt;u&gt;i was doing so well, all till today.&lt;/u&gt; i blame the krispy kremes, they destroy my mojo. PRRFFT. but it's okay, really, it is. come tomorrow, everything'll be okay. yes, it'll be okay. tomorrow's going to be a day of change. it'll mark the 8th mark. &lt;em&gt;(not that anyone knows what i'm talking about, maybe debbie does, but only debbie.)&lt;/em&gt; SO YES. &lt;strong&gt;i pray that tomorrow'll be great, awesome, and well, A GREAT DAY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;why haven't i been baking? i feel sad and lost without having to fret over a cupcake's moistness. it disturbs me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;[i just recieved an email from miss tan, how odd.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ahh, she's commenting on our awesome hamster-ful-ness.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;BUT OKAY. i love my cupcakes, i really do. i figure i'm going to bake meringues tomorrow, or like on sautrday or something. THEY'LL BE PRETTY, or so i hope, i really hope. but okay. &lt;em&gt;whether they're pretty or not is totally beyond the point, so long as they taste good.&lt;/em&gt; WE ALL KNOW THAT AESTHETICS ENHANCE FLAVOUR. no matter how much you want to deny it, ultimately, you know that it's the truth. I HAVE PLANS TO BAKE GREAT THINGS IN THE NEAR FUTURE. (&lt;u&gt;especially after Os and like well, for them special occasions.&lt;/u&gt;) &lt;strong&gt;come next year, i'll be in full baking mode, once again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;REST ASSURED THAT YOU'LL GET A BATCH OF CUPCAKES ON YOUR BIRTHDAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(if you're significant enough in my life, that is.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(i already have quite a few people in mind.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;did i forget to mention i'm uber stoked about next week's episode of heroes?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;OOH LA LA :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;--&gt;COUNTING DOWN TO THE 300.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-6970800260701200465?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/6970800260701200465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=6970800260701200465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/6970800260701200465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/6970800260701200465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-incapable-of-controlling-my-disease.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-5790264209760916193</id><published>2007-04-04T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T12:34:20.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;okay, so maybe i decided that i &lt;u&gt;won't&lt;/u&gt; kill my blog. SHRUGG. well, certainly, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;updates will be short and infrequent.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I SERIOUSLY MIGHT AS WELL NOT BLOG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;okay, so yeah. english. the hamster race is on. hammie F1. uh huhhh. that's cool. i think Elmer's the hottest thing ever. he's such an uber kewlio hammie. HEHHH. but okay. whatebver. i'm tired and lazy, and my fingers are so darn cold beyond belief. HUR HUR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;I NEVER KNEW SON HAD A BLOG!!! :D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i shall link her, when i feel like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i want to blog hop. yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;beautiful liar's such a good song!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-5790264209760916193?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/5790264209760916193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=5790264209760916193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/5790264209760916193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/5790264209760916193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/04/okay-so-maybe-i-decided-that-i-wont.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-7669978379521148541</id><published>2007-03-23T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T22:49:20.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:20;"&gt;there's change in the air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EVERYTHING'S CHANGING.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1. cheer's gone, kickboxing's so there. (&lt;em&gt;not that i'd compare cheerleading to kickboxing, but yeah.&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2. miss kek changed the seating arrangement. (&lt;em&gt;it's me and fang now. aggy and dah sit behind us&lt;/em&gt;.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3. &lt;u&gt;the disease has got to go!&lt;/u&gt; (&lt;em&gt;that's an order, to myself, to control the things that i can change.&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;4. i think the stress of O levels is actually starting to set in, i feel the need to work very hard, and to like "justify the fact that i am capable of getting good grades", &lt;em&gt;or so i think.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;5. i'm seldom home now. (&lt;em&gt;studying anywhere but home seems to be more productive, &lt;u&gt;SEEMS&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;6. russ is off again, brazil this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;7. my beloved PINK nike bottle's gone all black. &lt;em&gt;plus, it's adidas now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;8. i think i dont quite care about my phone as much now. (&lt;em&gt;it's the new broom sweep clean thing.&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;9. &lt;u&gt;Harper's BAZAAR&lt;/u&gt;. (&lt;em&gt;well, actually, other things i aint too proud of.&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;10. my saturdays are packed, with various things, &lt;u&gt;CHEER IS OFFICIALLY NO MORE&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;11. my sudden obsession with all things M.A.C has kicked into overdrive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;12. pink's looking mighty pretty right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;13. did i forget to mention that brown's so hautee?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;14. i'm broke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;15. avril lavigne aint sounding all too bad. (&lt;em&gt;i can't believe i'm saying this.&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;16. MRS TONG'S OFFICIALLY MY &lt;strong&gt;FRIEND&lt;/strong&gt;. (&lt;em&gt;i think we see eye to eye rather often. hmmm.... i'm worried. :D)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;17. MY FRIEND CHANGED. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;scott.. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's here is pretty sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*caroline(: says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whyy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;scott.. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well bcause coed is so much better than a boys school1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;scott.. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*caroline(: says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHHAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*caroline(: says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd so never expect you to say that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;yes, change is in the air&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;did i forget to mention scott's friends with the school bully?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;my, how amusing(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;edit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i'm so gonna get a pair of sunnies! UH HUHH! them versace ones are so prettyy! well, i guess i'll have to see how they look on. &lt;strong&gt;ooh, i'm stoked!!:D&lt;/strong&gt; so yes, tomorrow looks like it's going to be an &lt;u&gt;AWESOME DAY&lt;/u&gt;!!!(: i'm going to be so darn busy beyond my wit tomorrow. &lt;strong&gt;AND SURPRISINGLY, I QUITE LIKE IT(:&lt;/strong&gt; hehh. let me bring out my "&lt;em&gt;inner C&lt;/em&gt;" (or so joanna and i call it), and describe how i think tomorrow'll go down:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;0650h -- wake up &amp; go running.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;0800h -- have breakfast &amp;amp; bum about and study for geography test on wednesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;0915h -- leave the house for dental appointment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;0945h -- dental appointment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1000h -- leave raffles place and head to orchard road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1030h -- haircut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1145h -- walk to barker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1300h -- worship prac.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1500h -- head to town.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1530h -- hang at starbucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1615h -- walk around orchard and buy &lt;u&gt;presents&lt;/u&gt;!!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1830h -- leave town and like go to CHIJMES (sp?).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1915h -- yeepor's birthday dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;[dinner'll like take maybe what? three hours? YEAH. i aint even going to approximate the time i'll &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;spend there. &lt;u&gt;i'm just gonna like do my work at her birthday dinner.&lt;/u&gt; hehhh.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yupp!!! so i've got tomorrow all planned out. LIKE OH MY BOD, what would i do if i weren't this organised? HEHH. &lt;u&gt;i love being organised!(:&lt;/u&gt; it makes me feel like somewhat accomplished and as if i have well, YEAH, done stuff. (ie. accomplished.) HAHA. &lt;strong&gt;i'm going to do well in school, i know i am!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; YES, i have this deep motivation within me. YAY! I'M REAL STOKED ABOUT LIKE TOMORROW!:D yay me!!(: &lt;u&gt;work work work.&lt;/u&gt; ooh, i can't wait. (&lt;em&gt;NO SARCASM WHATSOEVER, HONEST!&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;oh my bod.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;the things your kors never tell you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;prrffft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I TOTALLY WANNA THANK JARED FOR LIKE WELL, SHARING HIS INSIGHT WITH ME!:D&lt;/strong&gt; cause well, sometimes, people just decieve you, &lt;em&gt;thankfully, there are some who don't.&lt;/em&gt; [i actually think that i may not freak out as much. CAUSE I REALISED THAT IF I FRET ABOUT SCHOOL, AND EVERYTHING ELSE, I'M JUST GOING TO LIKE DISTRACT MYSELF. i'm gonna be so caught up with worrying that i wouldn't give a crap about what i'm actually worried about. WOAHHH. &lt;u&gt;i sound wise&lt;/u&gt;(: SOUND.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;I SO WANNA WATCH THAT BARBRA WALTERS SHOW THINGY: THE 10 MOST FASCINATING PEOPLE OF 2006.&lt;/u&gt; (&lt;em&gt;or whatever it's called.&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ANYWAY,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i went to vivo today, again. yupp! &lt;u&gt;i was just there on wednesday&lt;/u&gt;. HEHHH. &lt;strong&gt;i had this major craving for carl's jr &lt;/strong&gt;and i didn't want to go down to marina square/suntec city or wherever it is. I GUESS YOU COULD SAY THAT VIVO'S KINDA NEAR MY PLACE. well, there's a direct bus. so anyway, i went to vivo to like grab my burger and well, was kinda looking for someone's present. &lt;em&gt;APPARENTLY, THEY DONT HAVE IT AT THAT OUTLET.&lt;/em&gt; how annoying! or well, &lt;u&gt;maybe it wasn't on display, and i didnt feel like asking.&lt;/u&gt; (it's okay. i'm going to town tomorrow. so yeah!!) thingONE met me there and well, i only ended up having lunch at like 4? YEAH. &lt;em&gt;i was so beyond starved, it wasn't funny.&lt;/em&gt; kinda pigged out a little, had my beloved stuff from pinle. HEHHH. i love those beancurd pancake thingys. &lt;strong&gt;they are so darn GOOD!!!(:&lt;/strong&gt; uh huhh! went to cedele, shared a chelsea bun with joanna and well, yeah. HAD CHIN CHOW. mmhmmm:D then we took 61 home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;YOU GOTTA BE PROUD OF ME;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I RAN 4.6 TODAY. (&lt;em&gt;okay, it aint that far, but it's better than what i've been normally running recently. it's rather abysmal.&lt;/em&gt;) AND I WALKED 1.4, making it 6 in total. WHEE! i feel good(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;how on earth did i not know cycle 7 of ANTM started in Singapore? OH WHATEVER. we're so far behind anyway. but i just love watching ANTM. i loveee!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;TO MY DEAREST QING:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;WE'RE BOTH GONNA STUDY SO DARN HARD! UH HUHHH. WE'LL LIKE DO UBER WELL THIS YEAR YAOO. YAYYY!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;stoked about tomorrow!!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-7669978379521148541?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/7669978379521148541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=7669978379521148541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/7669978379521148541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/7669978379521148541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/03/theres-change-in-air.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-8906241264049294768</id><published>2007-03-22T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T22:05:01.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;RUSS IS LEAVING FOR &lt;u&gt;BRAZIL&lt;/u&gt; TOMORROW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;wheeee. all the best to them south am people! YUPP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;blogging's such a waste of time, i think i'm going to sleep now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;today was a productive day. i actually managed to file most of my worksheets. &lt;u&gt;my file's much lighter&lt;/u&gt;, thankfully. &lt;strong&gt;i had dinner at 530 today.&lt;/strong&gt; hehh. i'm gonna crash, I'M SLEEPY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-8906241264049294768?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/8906241264049294768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=8906241264049294768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/8906241264049294768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/8906241264049294768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/03/russ-is-leaving-for-brazil-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-5093751544764386778</id><published>2007-03-21T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:46:09.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;we seem to be going to the com lab a whle lot, for like english and math and stuff. dah was like fiddling with the lovecalculator.com thingy. SO YEAH. &lt;strong&gt;HERE ARE THE RESULTS:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044216750326354818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/RgCoaLVHE4I/AAAAAAAAAF8/dwI0V6JtNZo/s320/untitled.JPG" border="0" /&gt;i love dah, and she loves me!(:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044216952189817746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/RgCol7VHE5I/AAAAAAAAAGE/13zqG7SLRBY/s320/untitled2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;jing, heh. JING.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044217647974519714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/RgCpObVHE6I/AAAAAAAAAGM/dl9NPETSA3k/s320/hehh.JPG" border="0" /&gt;dah, it's not meant to be.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044219370256405426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/RgCqyrVHE7I/AAAAAAAAAGU/m5hnG2poYCM/s320/HHAHAHA.JPG" border="0" /&gt;hehh. this is no better.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044224262224155586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/RgCvPbVHE8I/AAAAAAAAAGc/3zgKuTTOTYw/s320/awww.JPG" border="0" /&gt;this is rather amusing, &lt;u&gt;SORRY TAY&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;i totally apologise for the fact that they're not identical&lt;/u&gt;. i dont have photoshop here. ughhh. &lt;em&gt;they're talking about watching supernatural, bloody mary, like oh my bod. I HATE THAT! I HATE IT!!! i'm totally freaked about this sorta thing. i think i may like freak out and pass out or something. AHHHH!!!!!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;there is no darn way i'm watching bloody mary!!&lt;/strong&gt; we're meant to like watch that for some urban legend thing we're learning. UGH. &lt;u&gt;why why whyy?!&lt;/u&gt; i dont like that! &lt;strong&gt;OH POO. WE'VE GOT A COMPREHENSION TEST NEXT TUESDAY.&lt;/strong&gt; like oh my bod. &lt;u&gt;comprehensions are going to be the death of me!&lt;/u&gt; argh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND: #cc33cc;font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"   &gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND: #cc33cc;font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"   &gt;(dah does&lt;br /&gt;things on purpose)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i hate chinese. &lt;strong&gt;MUM AND I HAVE COME TO AN UNDERSTANDING&lt;/strong&gt;. we have come to the understanding that there is no reason why i should get scolded if i fail O level chinese. casue well, i just can't do chinese. i'm going to fail anyway, it's expected. &lt;u&gt;i dread retaking it in November though&lt;/u&gt;. argh. prrffft. &lt;strong&gt;i should just drop chinese completely and not take it anymore!!!&lt;/strong&gt; YES, THAT'S AN AWESOME IDEA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;joanna and i are going to VIVO LATER!(: wheeee!! well, we have like ten bucks to spend in total. joy! heh. &lt;em&gt;joanna lost her wallet, poo.&lt;/em&gt; hmmm.. i want food. &lt;strong&gt;i want superdog so bad!!!!(:&lt;/strong&gt; MMHMMMM... it's real yumm. i think i have this thing for the sauce. OOH. yes, it's yummy. real good. &lt;u&gt;alright, i'm like practically drooling, CAN'T WAIT!!&lt;/u&gt; it's like an hour and a half more before the end of school. OKAY, I'LL BE PATIENT. &lt;em&gt;but then again, the "healthy" part of me tells me to stop, cause that aint going to help me no bit.&lt;/em&gt; OH DANG IT YAO. i'm so undecided. but oh well, i'll see how. yes. I'M CRAVING FOR FOOD, i aint even that hungry, to be perfectly honest. HMMM.. &lt;em&gt;oh yeah, i needa figure out whether 75 or 61 goes to vivo. i'm embarrrassed to flag the bus and ask the driver, EERYERX. i'm "shallow".&lt;/em&gt; it's okay. &lt;strong&gt;NO MATTER, NO MATTER&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;food. food. food.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;ooh, i'm stoked.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;about last night:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;fernie's got uber funny stories to tell! HAHAHA. yes. planes are deadly and they are well, terrifying things. &lt;u&gt;IN ALL SERIOUSNESS, FEAR IS A STRANGE THING&lt;/u&gt;. we have the darnest phobias, and we're afraid of the silliest things. &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;well, i'm terrified about the stupidest thing.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (mon &amp; tracy are trying to find out where slovenia(sp?) is.) speaking of planes, I WANT TO FLY SOMEWHERE FAR FAR AWAY! oh yeah. &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;someone send me to NYC babyy!!(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; I'M GOING THERE SOON, yes. i'm going to study there, i'm pretty darn sure!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://splogforborg.blogspot.com"&gt;http://splogforborg.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;[ezbel's blog thingy which was for the splog assignment thing. HMM... &lt;em&gt;no comment?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;did i forget that i love english classes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;THEY'RE MY FREE PERIODS(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-5093751544764386778?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/5093751544764386778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=5093751544764386778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/5093751544764386778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/5093751544764386778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/03/we-seem-to-be-going-to-com-lab-whle-lot.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/RgCoaLVHE4I/AAAAAAAAAF8/dwI0V6JtNZo/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35582566.post-3638209353849430021</id><published>2007-03-20T11:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T11:40:19.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;my pie's calling my name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'm rather famished. well, no. i just want to eat!!:D &lt;u&gt;i can't wait for 140!!&lt;/u&gt; poo. i wanna eat, i wanna eat!! HAHA. yes. i really love them don pies. well, genia thinks they're too peppery, &lt;u&gt;but i love pepper!!!(:&lt;/u&gt; &lt;em&gt;gee, i seem to have strange obsessions with strange things.&lt;/em&gt; alright, not obsessions, but i have this &lt;strong&gt;inexplainable adoration&lt;/strong&gt; of certain things. I'M RATHER STRANGE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;for the first time in a long time, we're actually in the com lab for something other than english. GEE. miss kek's all like, &lt;em&gt;if you're doing something other than math, you get out of the com lab&lt;/em&gt;. PRRFFFT. oh well, &lt;strong&gt;i care nome&lt;/strong&gt;, apparently. WELL, OKAY. i actually do wanna do well in amath, but no. &lt;strong&gt;this just aint worth it&lt;/strong&gt;. (marina's sitting next to me and she's playing some game on heymath. hehh.) &lt;em&gt;ooh, someone's getting scolded.&lt;/em&gt; (not marina, fyi.) DANG, i'm actually kinda scared!!x( arghh. &lt;em&gt;apparently, jing detests computers! HAHA. she's amusing(:&lt;/em&gt; [the again, that actually makes sense, cause well, jing like barely uses her handphone and stuff like that. &lt;em&gt;no matter&lt;/em&gt;.] jing, dah and i are so alike. we react the same way to the same thing. &lt;em&gt;talk about strange glances at each other from the corner of our eyes, and contorting our faces into awkward positions. OH THE SMILARITY.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;during physics class, i had this strange craving for the meatsauce thing with like fries or whatever from superdog at vivocity!!! &lt;strong&gt;I THINK I'M GOING TO GO TO VIVO TOMORROW, since i don't have training anyway!!!:D&lt;/strong&gt; haha. oh yeahhh. &lt;u&gt;i really like this whole "NO TRAINING" thing.&lt;/u&gt; i'm free, like a little butterfly(: &lt;strong&gt;yes, &lt;/strong&gt;it's decided then, i'm going to go to vivo after school tomorrow. WHAT A PITY THAT THIS GIRL HAS NO MONEYYY. poo. i'm broke, &lt;u&gt;flat out broke&lt;/u&gt;. ARGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;"his artistic flair comes from the&lt;br /&gt;drugs".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;-i love jing(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;i aint going for chinese remedial,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;im going for some english talk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;okay, so i'm not exactly all into that english talk thing, but well, IT BEATS CHINESE!! &lt;em&gt;jing's at some site. like itrain.com or something, and it's like uber cool. kinda like podcast things. and wheeeee!&lt;/em&gt; i think i'm going to visit that site when i get home. yeahh. &lt;strong&gt;IT'S RIGHT MY ALLEY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-3638209353849430021?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/3638209353849430021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=3638209353849430021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/3638209353849430021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/3638209353849430021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-pies-calling-my-name.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-1327575945551325559</id><published>2007-03-19T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:46:09.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;--&gt; i'm proud to say i haven't snacked in 2 days!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HAHA. gee. i sound like a loser. i was actually going to put "in days" instead of like listing the specific number of days, but well, &lt;u&gt;i felt like i was cheating those who know no better&lt;/u&gt;. hehh. &lt;em&gt;i'm such a nice person, i don't believe it(:&lt;/em&gt; hmmm. actually, &lt;strong&gt;all that's a lie&lt;/strong&gt;. i had a slice of icecream cake after i came home from school, after i had my ham sandwich. OH PRRFFFT. &lt;em&gt;the fact of the matter is that i didn't snack like "in between meals" and that's what counts.&lt;/em&gt; yupp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BACK TO SCHOOL,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BACK TO SCHOOL,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BACK TO SCHOOL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;it actually ain't all that bad. i'm happy to say that i didn't even come close to possibly dozing off during class. &lt;em&gt;then again, i probably would have wanted to sleep during chem, but thankfully, i managed to miss half the lesson.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;YES, I MISSED LIKE 40 MINUTES OF CHEMISTRY!!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;sorry mrs tan, it's just real boring.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;u&gt;it's amazing how i managed to skip 40 whole minutes of a lesson and well, mrs tan not batting an eyelid.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;em&gt;[is that the right "phrase"??]&lt;/em&gt; BUT YES. you see, i had to talk to mrs tong, &lt;strong&gt;now affectionally referred to as &lt;u&gt;TONGSIE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. the four of us, &lt;em&gt;you know which four&lt;/em&gt;, needed to see her to like clarify our current situation. like whether we'd actually get into trouble for &lt;u&gt;something that is totally not our fault&lt;/u&gt;. yes, let me repeat that, &lt;strong&gt;SOMETHING THAT IS TOTALLY NOT OUR FAULT.&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;emphasis).&lt;/em&gt; i think it has been emphasised enough that we are absolutely not to blame, WE WERE CLEARLY PROVOKED. needless to say, some parts of the conversation did not exactly sit well with any of us. like hearing what people had said, and their COMPLETE MISINTERPRETATIONS OF THE DAY'S HAPPENINGS. &lt;u&gt;i was really peeved, and it was apparent&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;like any normal/sane human being, i do not like to be WRONGLY JUDGED&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;i actually think i'm a nice person, and i do constantly try to control the tone of my voice, unless i wish to display my defiance.&lt;/em&gt; MAYBE THAT PERSON IS JUST UNABLE TO CARRY OUT A &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;CASUAL&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; CONVERSATION, I DON'T KNOW. &lt;em&gt;i'm not going to attempt to understand people of such character and &lt;u&gt;poise&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;it's BEYOND me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;do take note:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:30;"&gt;casual &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;=&lt;/span&gt; disrespect;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;nuh uhhh!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;well, yes. &lt;strong&gt;i quite like tongsie's outlook on things.&lt;/strong&gt; she makes me feel wise, and well, as though i have been enlightened, &lt;em&gt;strangely so&lt;/em&gt;. AND WE HAVE COME TO A SUITABLE COMPROMISE WHERE BOTH PARTIES WIN. yupp! &lt;strong&gt;firstly,&lt;/strong&gt; the school does end up sending a team to nationals, &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;secondary school category&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;secondly,&lt;/strong&gt; we don't have to see someone ever again, &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;thankfully!!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;LASTLY&lt;/strong&gt;, we get our attendance points.&lt;em&gt; &lt;u&gt;so yeah, i guess we all win, right?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; OKAY, except the part on us losing out on our CCA points. but well, once again, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;the reliable tongsie pulls through&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!! SHE SAID SHE'LL GET A COPY OF EACH OF OUR CCA RECORDS SO WE CAN LIKE CHECK THINGS OUT. &lt;em&gt;basically, we get to see whether we actually need those points from nationals or whatever.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;BONUS, BONUS!!&lt;/strong&gt; if they do performances, we're welcome to participate if we want to. &lt;em&gt;i quite like this new plan!(:&lt;/em&gt; yayy!!! and "training" is like only once a week now, for us at least. and we just have to go down on mondays to train the juniors. ya know, &lt;u&gt;like teach them new stunts, and technique, and well, yeah.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;i aint gonna say that it's a SLACK job, but well, IT'S BETTER THAN EVERYTHING ELSE PREVIOUSLY SUGGESTED.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:20;"&gt;it's settled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043605709629044562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/Rf58q7WSN1I/AAAAAAAAAFs/Rhwmoov0zdE/s320/pinkpink.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TODAY IS THE PINK PAGE DAY!!!(:&lt;/strong&gt; my diary's all pink. oh yeah. pretty in pink. wheeee! &lt;u&gt;carrot totally adores pink, apparently.&lt;/u&gt; okay. in all honesty, i quite like pink cause it stands out, and it's bright. yupp. &lt;em&gt;i actually bothered to ensure that everything written on that page was in either black or pink. yupp. and well, some stuff are in a "pink-ish shade of purple". haha. but that's as far from pink as it gets.&lt;/em&gt; I THINK THIS WHOLE &lt;u&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;BARBIE LOVES M.A.C&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;/u&gt; thing is making me all girly, and &lt;u&gt;forcing me to relive the days when pink was the best thing ever.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;em&gt;[actually, i dont think those days ever existed, but sure.]&lt;/em&gt; MANY MANY PINK THINGS!!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043613814232332130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/Rf6ECrWSN2I/AAAAAAAAAF0/ZFCHM9ILHfo/s320/pinkyy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;this girly-girl &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;likes &lt;u&gt;pink&lt;/u&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;edit.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:30;"&gt;goodcharlotte!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the hipster keeps mugging on me all night long&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-1327575945551325559?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/1327575945551325559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=1327575945551325559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/1327575945551325559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/1327575945551325559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-proud-to-say-i-havent-snacked-in-2.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/Rf58q7WSN1I/AAAAAAAAAFs/Rhwmoov0zdE/s72-c/pinkpink.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35582566.post-5293285347902245565</id><published>2007-03-18T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T21:09:27.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="BACKGROUND: #666666;color:#ffffff;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:30;"&gt;HAPPY 14th BIRTHDAY RUSS!!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:20;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;i'm a busy little bee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;somehow, i uttered that line while i &lt;u&gt;thought&lt;/u&gt; i was talking to scott. apparently, i was wrong. but anyway, yes. ONCE AGAIN, I'M WASTING MY PRECIOUS TIME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;freak. it's 615. i should go running in fifteen minutes. &lt;em&gt;ladiddahhhh... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;okay. a quick update about today, and i'll be off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;HAHAHA! MY GRANNY'S RANTING TO SOMEONE OVER THE PHONE HOW MY BRO'S GONNA GET SKIN CANCER. GEEZ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ANYWAYYY, went kickboxing today! wheeee! i was a tad disappointed though. as in, class was a tad slow-moving and well, the new people are kinda uhmmmm... &lt;em&gt;how do i put this in a nice way...&lt;/em&gt; far from mandy buff. &lt;u&gt;YOU GET THE IDEA&lt;/u&gt;. so yeah. i guess we kinda had to "tone things down a bit". and like take things a little slower. poo. i wish it was more like beat things up, and like, AGGRESSIVE MAYBE? shrugg. i'm struggling to find the right words. &lt;strong&gt;but yeah, kickboxing's still uber fun anyhow!!:D&lt;/strong&gt; after kickboxing, mandy and i went to meet hyung at the daniel yam store in wisma. hyung's emceeing and needs a dress. apparently, there are all these restrictions, like how it has to be &lt;em&gt;at the knee&lt;/em&gt;, and like well. yeah. and the stuff at the daniel yam shop are all like short bubble dresses, or floor sweeping gowns. SO YEAH. &lt;u&gt;we had a hard time&lt;/u&gt;. alright, hyung had a hard time. i think she spent a fairly long period of time waiting for us to like get there, cause kickboxing ended at around 2:15, and we kinda told hyung that it ended at 2. heh. &lt;em&gt;WHOOPS?&lt;/em&gt; we're sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so yeah. we munched at bread talk, &lt;strong&gt;ONCE AGAIN, I OVERATE.&lt;/strong&gt; i've got this disease that i just can't control. &lt;u&gt;i think my brain's been eaten up by maggots&lt;/u&gt;. i just dont understand how i can eat so much, feel terribly sick, and still want to eat even more. YES STEPH, TALK ABOUT LOVING FOOD. &lt;em&gt;now that's what i call true love(:&lt;/em&gt; haha. yes. &lt;strong&gt;my lifestyle's disgusting, UGH.&lt;/strong&gt; we looked about for like presents and then i came home. cause well, &lt;u&gt;THERE IS ACTUALLY SCHOOL TOMORROW!&lt;/u&gt; bleagh. how gnarly. i'm so used to this holiday mood, just thinking about there being school tomorrow throws me off. &lt;strong&gt;at least i can say i finished doing my chemistry worksheet on electrolysis?&lt;/strong&gt; AT LEAST. i didn't do the other 2 chem worksheets. and well, i only intend on completing my differenciation homework when i actually call genia and find out how to do all those questions. GEEPERS! &lt;em&gt;like all my amath questions are either undone or half done. i think i can safely say that there are only like two questions that i actually completed.&lt;/em&gt; I'M GOING TO BE IN SO MUCH TROUBLE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i still have to go up to my aunt's house and sort out my brother's icecream cake thingy. IT'S RATHER WELL, IN A BIT OF TROUBLE? or so to say. yes. something along those lines. &lt;u&gt;being the fool that i am&lt;/u&gt;, i like popped the entire pan into the freezer. &lt;em&gt;[it's like an icecream cake with a brownie base. yes.]&lt;/em&gt; so after baking the brownie, i like popped it into the freezer, NOT THINKING THAT IT WOULD STICK TO THE PAN. yes. &lt;u&gt;do note the &lt;strong&gt;NOT THINKING&lt;/strong&gt; part&lt;/u&gt;. i clearly wasn't thinking. so this is what i ended up with. a nice brownie thing, with crap loads of icecream ontop. it's all frozen, and well, i just can't get the brownie to be detacted from the base of the pan. &lt;em&gt;sure, i used a springform pan (or whatever it's called), but i just can't seem to dislodge the base. oh crap, oh crap. &lt;/em&gt;looks like i'll just have to make the necessary alterations, and &lt;strong&gt;TRY AND MAKE DO&lt;/strong&gt;. prrffft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;edit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:22;"&gt;if an icecream cake's melting, would you rather it in perfect shape or frozen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;smart people choose the latter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-5293285347902245565?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/5293285347902245565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=5293285347902245565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/5293285347902245565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/5293285347902245565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/03/happy-14th-birthday-russ-im-busy-little.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-5369027760899173739</id><published>2007-03-17T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T17:19:42.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I KNOW I SHOULD BE STUDYING AND NOT DOING DUMB QUIZ THINGYS, BUT I PROMISE I'D DO MY WORK STRAIGHT AFTER!!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.When you looked at yourself in the mirror today, what was the first thing you thought?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's up with my eye?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. When is the next time you will have sex? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i next see mandy bev &amp; steph and we're in school. HAHA! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.What's a word that rhymes with DOOR?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whore? &lt;em&gt;[at least i &lt;u&gt;THINK&lt;/u&gt; it rhymes]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Favorite planet?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Who is the 4th person on your missed call list on your mobile?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some private number. &lt;em&gt;it must've been kjelti calling about the class ass-ass project.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. What is your favorite ringtone on your phone?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rebirthing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. What kinda shirt you have on?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's big and black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Describe yourself in one phrase&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEYOND ALL COMPREHENSION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Name the brand of shoes you're currently wearing?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who wears shoes indoors?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Bright or Dark Room?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. What do you think about the person who took this survey before you? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. If you're alone in a room with two beds, which one do you sleep on? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one with the prettier sheets(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. What were you doing at midnight last night?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably dreaming about how my secondary school life's going to end. &lt;em&gt;it was rather sad.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. What did the last text message that you received on your mobile say?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we do too but not when school reopnes. a few weeks later i think. &lt;em&gt;[it's from genia, talking about some geog test bev freaked me out about.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. Where is your letter box?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fifteen floors down?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. What's a word that you say a lot?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. Last furry thing you touched?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it was a towel. there aint many furry things around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. How many drugs have you done in the last three days?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shrugg. probably too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. How many rolls of film do you need to get developed?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont think i even have a roll of film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. Favorite age you have been so far?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eleven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21. Your worst enemy?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE'S UGLY, FAT, AND TERRIBLY ARROGANT BEYOND BELIEF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[i don't discriminate, cept for the last point. he really is all that, and &lt;u&gt;more&lt;/u&gt;.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22. What is your current desktop picture?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing. it's just blank and black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23. What was the last thing you said to someone?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, bye kai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24. If you had to choose between a million bucks or to be able to fly?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25. Do you like someone?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope, i'm just a stalker :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26. The last song you listened to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ring the alarm, beyonce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27.If the last person you spoke to was getting shot at, would you jump in front of the bullet?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knowing me, i would've jumped back screaming, &lt;u&gt;only to feel like i should've done otherwise moments after&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;em&gt;i would've felt bad if it was anyone but him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28. If you could punch one person in the face who would it be?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT UGLY FAT AND ARROGANT DUDE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29. What is the closest object to your left foot?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hmm... i'm starting to feel terribly stupid. cause i think i've done this quiz thingy before, oh what the heck. who cares.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&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/35582566-5369027760899173739?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/5369027760899173739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=5369027760899173739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/5369027760899173739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/5369027760899173739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-know-i-should-be-studying-and-not.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-1382035467339672638</id><published>2007-03-17T16:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T16:33:00.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;what were the four of us doing in there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:25;"&gt;we were having sex, so yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;honestly, i dont think you even want to know.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;yeah. that's all i can say about yesterday. &lt;u&gt;cause if there's anything more, i'll just be stupid&lt;/u&gt;. okay. so yes. enough about yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I BAKED TODAY(: i baked my bro's cake thingy. and well, the icecream stuff didn't work out as well as planned. i'm terribly disappointed. and well, my coca-cola cupcakes taste a little strange. &lt;strong&gt;they dont taste bad or anything, &lt;/strong&gt;but they do taste uber werid. I THINK IT'S THE COCA-COLA AND CHOCOLATE MIXTURE. but hey! i followed the recipe. but okay. they're edible. and the frosting's rather nice. i think it's cool how the frosting like is all mushyy and like kinda hardens in a bit. yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I FEEL QUITE SICK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i wanna go running so baddd!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'VE GOT HOMEWORK TO DO, YES. SO I SHALL DO MY HOMEWORK. my posts have become very short and sad, cause well, i just dont have much to write about now. &lt;strong&gt;my days have been boring and spent doing uninspiring things&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;i love steph,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;bring on the straight jackets!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-1382035467339672638?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/1382035467339672638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=1382035467339672638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/1382035467339672638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/1382035467339672638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/03/what-were-four-of-us-doing-in-there-we.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-7180921918809088445</id><published>2007-03-16T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T22:28:28.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'M TALKING TO MRS TONG RIGHT NOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;this is one heck of a dramatic situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i'm not going to talk about it!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i hate that insufferable fool!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;curse you curse you curse you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;you runied my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i can't stand you!!&lt;br /&gt;BURNNNNN!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-7180921918809088445?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/7180921918809088445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=7180921918809088445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/7180921918809088445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/7180921918809088445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-talking-to-mrs-tong-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-8748678457744639298</id><published>2007-03-16T10:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:46:10.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i think the whole barbie loves M.A.C thing is gorgeous!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042345580178575330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/RfoClvVOD-I/AAAAAAAAAFU/iB30cjp5fg0/s320/barbielovesmac.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042346310323015682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/RfoDQPVOEAI/AAAAAAAAAFk/8_FeHZCcrIg/s320/vivaglam+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;if i had the time, i'd so totally head down to vivo city just to check out the mega barbie doll house thing. HAHA. yeah. &lt;em&gt;i sound so crazy, but whatever&lt;/em&gt;. it's apparently rather big, and it sits just outside of tangs. but well, no. i just dont have the time. i need to finish up all my homework by tomorrow, for the sole reason that logic tells me i don't have the time to laze about anymore. anyway, i love MAC. anything from MAC's lovely. buy vivaglam stuff, &lt;em&gt;afterall, anything for a good cause, right?(:&lt;/em&gt; i think it's the whole chic-ness of them black casings and what not. but yeah. &lt;u&gt;DANGG, THEY'RE HAWTT&lt;/u&gt;. haha. the make up store so totally "&lt;em&gt;stole&lt;/em&gt;" MAC's signature black what's it. but yeah. &lt;strong&gt;imitation is the greatest form of flattery, aint it?&lt;/strong&gt; HEH. well, i would suppose so. &lt;u&gt;although it's terribly annoying.&lt;/u&gt; it's the truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;I HAVE TO COMPLETE ALL MY HOMEWORK, IF NOT, I'M GOING TO DIE!!!! AMATH IS LIKE AN ENRAGED BULL THAT'S OUT TO GET ME, JOY OH JOY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;gotta go down to the tailor today. well, cause our skirts are beyond tight. seriously, saying that they are &lt;u&gt;TOO TIGHT&lt;/u&gt; is by far the understatement of the year. BOD, they are real hideous things. i can't stand looking at them. and to think that we paid $10 for some dumb ironed-on star shaped thing that's hideious, out of shape, and worst of all, it's poorly made. well, poorly &lt;u&gt;IRONED-ON&lt;/u&gt;. bleaghhh. &lt;em&gt;it seems like all our uniforms cost a million bucks, and that they are just never worth how much they cost.&lt;/em&gt; firstly, i always find the design ever so hideous. LAST YEAR, the &lt;u&gt;crazy amounts of ribbons&lt;/u&gt; just drove me mad. not to mention the fact that they aint stretchy, so my elbows kept getting stuck. &lt;em&gt;GOLLY GEPPERS! IT AINT MY FAULT MY ELBOWS ARE HUGEEE!&lt;/em&gt; so yeah. and well this year, &lt;u&gt;it's all about looking like waitresses at wanna-be diners&lt;/u&gt;. the skirt aint even appropriate for one of those diners where they roll on in wearing rollerskates straight out of the 70s. &lt;em&gt;really, it's ugh.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;u&gt;A HUNDRED AND FIFTY EIGHT DOLLARS?!&lt;/u&gt; yeah, we all know that it's worth my money. bleagh. &lt;em&gt;[do note the sarcasm here, i'm being terribly sarcastic beyond my witt.]&lt;/em&gt; I DREAD SEEING WHAT THE TOP LOOKS LIKE. i bet it's real ugly too. cause well, it's going to be hot. AS IN, SWEATY, AND GROSS. and &lt;strong&gt;partly choking&lt;/strong&gt;. yes. i'm certain of it. last year, at least we had that hole-thing for ventillation. but now, NO. just turtle-necky-crap. YES. &lt;strong&gt;excessive perspiration'll be the death of me.&lt;/strong&gt; it so beyond gnarly. &lt;u&gt;i figure that i'm going to die from dehydration&lt;/u&gt;. if that does happen, you all know who to blame. UGH. &lt;em&gt;that faggot.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;joanna and i are going down to the tailor after training today, hopefully, all goes well. CAUSE I DONT EVEN KNOW WHAT THAT LADY'S GOING TO SAY NEXT. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;the last time i was there, she told me i had FAT SHOULDERS!!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; who on earth tells you you have fat shoulders?! i mean like whattt?! &lt;em&gt;if she said i had a big ass, or fat thighs, it'll be more understandable. but saying that i have fat shoulders is just WEIRD!!!!&lt;/em&gt; yupp. i know i've got broad shoulders, but broad doesn't = fat. really. &lt;u&gt;it doesn't.&lt;/u&gt; i aint exactly offended that she said i had fat shoulders, but i'm more annoyed that it kinda doesn't exactly make any sense. YES. but well, what's new? &lt;strong&gt;after all, we were told to stop eating, right?!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;UGHHHH.&lt;/em&gt; i hate this. &lt;em&gt;THIS IS SUCH AN APPROPRIATE TIME TO QUOTE MANDY:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:25;"&gt;cheerleading is stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;yupp. 'nuff said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;anyway, i suppose it's a good time to &lt;u&gt;publicise&lt;/u&gt; cheerobics. considering how much i've ranted about it being dumb, i might as well try to even it out by telling you all to come down. &lt;u&gt;&lt;s&gt;I AINT SAYING IT'S GONNA BE AWESOME, BUT WELL, IT'LL BE PRETTY DARN COOL.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;here's the deal.&lt;/strong&gt; i dont like cheer, but watching open cat is pretty darn fun. it really is. as in, there's seriously no point watching secondary school category unless &lt;strong&gt;the sizzlers are taking part&lt;/strong&gt;. yeah. &lt;em&gt;for obvious reasons which i shan't touch on.&lt;/em&gt; and well, &lt;u&gt;&lt;s&gt;THE SIZZLERS WILL GREATLY APPRECIATE IT IF PEOPLE'LL COME DOWN, CAUSE WE JUST WANT YOU THERE(: WE AINT LOSERS, BY THE WAY. YES. WE HAVE FRIENDS(:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/s&gt; &lt;em&gt;that was beyond irrelevant, but sure, whatever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND: #999999;font-family:georgia;font-size:20;"  &gt;&lt;s&gt;cheerobics,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND: #999999;font-family:georgia;font-size:20;"  &gt;&lt;s&gt;24th march, (next sat, my are we screwed.)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND: #999999;font-family:georgia;font-size:20;"  &gt;&lt;s&gt;some large open space outside plaza sing,&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND: #999999;font-family:georgia;font-size:20;"  &gt;&lt;s&gt;about 7:30-ish?&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;be there.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-8748678457744639298?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/8748678457744639298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=8748678457744639298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/8748678457744639298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/8748678457744639298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-think-whole-barbie-loves-m.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/RfoClvVOD-I/AAAAAAAAAFU/iB30cjp5fg0/s72-c/barbielovesmac.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35582566.post-6643396698948702083</id><published>2007-03-15T10:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T10:16:50.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;everytime i'm with qing, or talking to her, i do something &lt;strong&gt;stupid&lt;/strong&gt;. LIKE LAST NIGHT!!!:D &lt;em&gt;but it's alright, anything in the name of insanity&lt;/em&gt;. afterall, i've already lost my dignity now, haven't i?(: HAHA. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;qing, i love you so!!!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;yesterday was a good and bad day. gosh. the bad part was pretty darn gnarly. IT'S SO DANGED GROSS. the whole &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;STEPPING IN PUKE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; thing was possibly the most horrid thing in my entire life. &lt;em&gt;i feel underappreciated, when i seriously needa throw up, i dont puke in the middle of the walkway now, do i?&lt;/em&gt; EWWW. it was nastayy. mandytay had it the worst. steph's the lucky one who was actually alert enough to notice the shizzes on the floor. UGH. &lt;u&gt;people were wearing SLIPPERS!!!&lt;/u&gt; eww, ewww, &lt;strong&gt;EWWWW!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;anyway,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;THE DISEASE IS BACK, WITH GREATER FORCE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ughhhhh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i have things to do today, MANY MANY THINGS. &lt;strong&gt;amath&lt;/strong&gt;. oh amath, how much i lurvee you. bealgh. &lt;strong&gt;ass-ass project shizzes.&lt;/strong&gt; alright, so you aint half bad. cause well, i just colour in things and make stuff look pretty on photoshop. yayy! &lt;strong&gt;electrolysis worksheet&lt;/strong&gt;. I DONT UNDERSTAND A DANG THING, plus, mandy has my worksheet):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'M SAD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-6643396698948702083?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/6643396698948702083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=6643396698948702083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/6643396698948702083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/6643396698948702083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/03/everytime-im-with-qing-or-talking-to.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-1501735221355028328</id><published>2007-03-13T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:46:10.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;today was so unproductive!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4i had chem today, combined class in the conference room with 4s. &lt;u&gt;it was gnarly&lt;/u&gt;. i kinda dozed off after like an hour and a half. &lt;strong&gt;there is no way i can tolerate 3 hours of chemistry&lt;/strong&gt;. IT'S DISGUSTING. also, that whole thing about electrolysis is just beyond me. for some strange reason, i just can't bring myself to comprehend such concepts. not to mention the fact that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;THEM CURSED DIAGRAMS ARE SO DARN MISLEADING&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!! it like took me forever before i finally realised that them cathodes and anodes were not the same size to begin with!!!! &lt;em&gt;prrffft!&lt;/em&gt; it's so darn annoying. &lt;strong&gt;it's not my fault that i'm slow.&lt;/strong&gt; I ACTUALLY DO TRY TO LIKE UNDERSTAND STUFF, YA KNOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i realised that my posts tend to start with "topic sentences".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;miss tan ought to be proud :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;why she would be, i have no idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;miss tan. &lt;u&gt;that reminds me about english.&lt;/u&gt; i dont exactly like my essay. &lt;strong&gt;I CAN'T BELIEVE THAT THEY HAVE TO FORCE US TO WRITE DARNED ESSAYS ABOUT SCHOOL NONSENSE BECAUSE NO SANE BEING WOULD PARTICIPATE IN THEIR RETARDED ESSAY WRITING COMPETITION THINGYS!!!&lt;/strong&gt; i really can't stand this. &lt;u&gt;for the first time in my life, i'm just hoping to get by&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;em&gt;i honestly can't believe that i actually dont give a crap about english. am i even sane or sober??&lt;/em&gt; OH WHATEVER. i think the school's now more than desperate. how abysmal is that? i really dont know what to say. it's very sad. HEH. &lt;u&gt;where are them losers when you need them?! :D&lt;/u&gt; ALRIGHT. that was way mean. but it's true. &lt;strong&gt;them UBER ON people&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;or whatever you call them, you catch my drift&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;this is sad.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;kinda bummed about in school after chem, waiting for mandy's tuition to be over. so that well, WE COULD GO TO GELARE AT HOLLAND V FOR LUNCH. &lt;strong&gt;it wasn't even open.&lt;/strong&gt; WELL, it was. but it only opened at like 2 in the afternoon, and we got there are like 1130-ish? &lt;em&gt;or around that time&lt;/em&gt;. so yeah. we &lt;u&gt;"wisely"&lt;/u&gt; went to haagendaz instead. COOKIES AND CHOCOLATE OR WHATEVER IT IS TASTES GOOD. &lt;em&gt;but then again, come to think of it, it's an uber ripp.&lt;/em&gt; BUT WHATEVER. &lt;strong&gt;i'm so darn broke beyond belief!!!&lt;/strong&gt; i'll be lunchboxing the rest of the week(: &lt;u&gt;oohh! lunchboxes.&lt;/u&gt; how dang adorable. &lt;u&gt;ANYWAY,&lt;/u&gt; after haagendaz, tay and i went to nydc for some &lt;strong&gt;ACTUAL FOOD&lt;/strong&gt;. i know. it's bizarre. &lt;em&gt;we eat proper food, hahahaha!&lt;/em&gt; but yes. shared mushroom madness. there's something about baked rice/pasta that just seems ever so inviting and &lt;s&gt;homely&lt;/s&gt;. &lt;em&gt;alright, scratch the homely part, cause it really aint homely at all, but well, it makes me feel good inside. the calories are so worth it(:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;u&gt;random fact: jing says that scones in singapore are a waste of calories, i'm beginning to think so.&lt;/u&gt; MANDY AND I ARE PICKY, VERY PICKY. i realised that i dont exactly like ham. i dont exactly like anything all that salty anywayy!! &lt;em&gt;bacon's alright, sausages are alright, ham's alright, but if i had a choice, i wouldn't exactly stuff my face with either of them stuff. also, i don't dunk my sashimi/sushi in soya sauce. i actually think it "spoils" the taste of fish. you might as well drench your rice in soya sauce? yeah. that's what i think, at least.&lt;/em&gt; so yes. tay had all the ham, and cuase she doesn't like mushrooms nome, i had all them mushrooms. YUMM. &lt;strong&gt;i think mushrooms are good(: cept when they're like JUICY&lt;/strong&gt;. bleaghhh. I WANTED TO HAVE GELARE AFTER NYDC! but no, thank goodness my sanity restrained me somewhat. &lt;u&gt;[i was already full after haagendaz]&lt;/u&gt;. but i just had to indulge in b&amp;j's "the bar". vanilla icecream with cookie dough on a brownie &amp;amp; a thick drizzle of milk chocolate. &lt;strong&gt;OHH YEAH.&lt;/strong&gt; it was real good(: &lt;u&gt;BUT, some disappointment&lt;/u&gt;. if i can recall, their servings used to be larger, and well, they had more cookie dough in the past. AWW.. but yeah. its only &lt;u&gt;okay&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;mandy came over, SHE DOZED OFF. that's normal. and well, i didn't do any work. was pondering about what to like bake/make on like friday or saturday. yeah. that's what i do with my time. it's alright. i can't do anything anyway, i need GENIA'S TYS! yes. &lt;strong&gt;i hate my lack of math/amath tys(es)&lt;/strong&gt;. PRRFFFT. &lt;u&gt;i napped a whole lot today!&lt;/u&gt; i feel dees-carst-tink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;i'm going to watch made to order(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;yeah, i've watched this episode before, what's new?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;since i didn't blog properly yesterday cause i wasn't exactly in the mood to "write", i shall write some crap about yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:22;"&gt;march 12th:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i followed mum to work. cuase well, i had this urge to study at caltex house in raffles place. i think the fact that they have yami yoghurt there made that specific location ever so attractive. but yeah. they've got subway and mos burger there too. YES, I LIKE VERY MUCH(: so yeah. kinda had a cookie and some shizzes from mos burger and settled down to do my work. &lt;em&gt;I WAS PRODUCTIVE!&lt;/em&gt; i actually did manage to complete a large portion of my holiday homework yesterday. &lt;u&gt;I'M PROUD OF MYSELF!(:&lt;/u&gt; but yeah. &lt;em&gt;for some strange reason, the air there's like real greasy and oil, or something strange along those lines. yes, it left me rather puzzled. but luckily, i had my other material best friend with me.&lt;/em&gt; before long, joanna called. and well, i went over to cityhall mrt station to meet her. &lt;strong&gt;we kinda pondered about where to "study" for a bit, before realising that raffles city shopping centre wasn't too bad a choice.&lt;/strong&gt; so yeah. we went there. thingONE wanted mos burger, so there we went. &lt;u&gt;IT WAS SO DARN COLD THERE!!&lt;/u&gt; i was shivering. i really was. alright, i was wearing a sleeveless top, but i had trousers on!! &lt;em&gt;[i HAD to use the word trousers. cause well, i like the word pants very much. but since my "subconscious me" reminded me that pants actually means underwear, i decided to use the term &lt;u&gt;trousers&lt;/u&gt; instead. HOW STRANGE. it's the brit slang.]&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;after that, we kinda walked around. &lt;strong&gt;checked out the queue for the donut factory.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;in all honesty, i prefer krispy kremes. MAYBE IT'S CAUSE THEY JUST &lt;strong&gt;LOOK&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;NICER&lt;/strong&gt;. shrugg. there's something about donuts from the donut factory that do not look as appetising. i'm certain that it's cause their imprefections are all too apparent. then again, that's just me(:&lt;/em&gt; I FEEL LIKE HAVING KRISPY KREMES! &lt;strong&gt;curse their diabetic goodness!!!:D&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;listen you! if you have $30 000 000, please open a franchise. YOU'D MAKE BIG MONEY, I'M DANGED SURE OF IT.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;why polish donuts or whatever they are, when you can have KRISPY KREMES?!?!?!&lt;/strong&gt; oh, the insanity! &lt;em&gt;what is the world coming to???&lt;/em&gt; krispy kremes are worth them calories(:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041394348001726418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/RfahcvVOD9I/AAAAAAAAAFM/u7SSTWJRiG0/s320/krispy-kreme-tray.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041394348001726418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://images.evalu8.org/images/krispy-kreme-reduced.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;this post is getting too long. &lt;strong&gt;it needs pictures!(:&lt;/strong&gt; but okay. the deal is that i pigged out yesterday. i really did. and well, THE WHOLE CRAZY CHINESE CHEF KILLING HIS SUPERVISOR AT THE SOUP SPOON drove me insane when i found out. &lt;em&gt;why would i walk past a place when someone was killed there a couple of days backk!?!&lt;/em&gt; ewww. how creepy! so anyway, i went to meet qing at like orchard. yupp. went to pepper lunch for dinner. &lt;u&gt;i had never been there in my entire life prior to yesterday&lt;/u&gt;. the food aint too shabby, it's kinda well, greasy&amp;oily though. but it's alright. i'll settle. venezia, I'VE BEEN GOING THERE ALMOST EVERYDAY, BY THE WAY. and yeah. we headed over to the esplanade to like meet sherm and faris, so qing could like go home with them. YUPP! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;max brenner's the smartest man alive!!!!(:&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;INNOVATION IS THE EPITOME OF SUCCESS(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041394348001726418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://ouriel.typepad.com/bluestar/max_20brenner_small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041394348001726418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.copetin.com/blueshoe/2006/img/07/072906.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041394348001726418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos7.flickr.com/7458720_7131631e21_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041394348001726418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.fungifts.com.au/images/products/big/max_brenner_320.jpg" border="0" /&gt;yes, the comic thing above regarding &lt;u&gt;krispy kremes&lt;/u&gt; is so true!!! THEY ARE THE BESTEST. &lt;em&gt;i probablly couldn't care that they will eventually kill me -  trans fat, artery (sp?) clogging nonsense, i'll so be diabetic.&lt;/em&gt; YOU GET THE IDEA. &lt;strong&gt;but it's all good(:&lt;/strong&gt; as for max brenner, well, THEM PICTURES SPEAK FOR THEMSELVES(: &lt;u&gt;i think the valentine's day stuff are so cute(:&lt;/u&gt; DANG. i can actually resist chocolate, THANKFULLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-1501735221355028328?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/1501735221355028328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=1501735221355028328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HEY SE, HAPPY BIRTHDAY(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;YOU'RE SIXTEEN, AND WE LOVE YOU VERY MUCH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;IT'S ALRIGHT IF YOU CAN'T HEAR THE PHYSICS THING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;REALLY, IT'S OKAY(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I CAN'T WAIT TO SEE YOU TOMORROW(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;SWEET16.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:30;"&gt;i love my miss FintT!!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY NICKI(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-5635457741737485641?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/5635457741737485641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=5635457741737485641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/5635457741737485641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/5635457741737485641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/03/hey-se-happy-birthday-youre-sixteen-and.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-1063205093313867400</id><published>2007-03-12T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T22:33:48.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;if my post isn't of a desired length,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm assuming it's going to feel inerior&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;what can i say, i'm just not in the mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;studied from 9 to 1, at a variety of different locations. with joanna and mandy. ate lotsa crap food. had tons of icecream. we shared a pint. met qing, went to eat. hung out. talked crap. kinda went to meet faris and sherm at the esplanade. max brener (&lt;em&gt;or whatever it's called&lt;/em&gt;) smelt great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;what is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;an act of catharsis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:20;"&gt;i dont have self-esteem issues,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:20;"&gt;i'm just insecure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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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-35582566.post-1769447003556501531</id><published>2007-03-11T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:46:10.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:18;"&gt;kickboxing is so darn fun!!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;this is a sign: we should quit cheerleading.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;cheerleading is so beyond passe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i think the 5 of us were totally unable to contain our excitement after recieving squishy's text. &lt;strong&gt;I MOST CERTAINLY COULDN'T(:&lt;/strong&gt; i was so uber stoked beyond belief. i think &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;kickboxing&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; was all i could tihink about last night and this morning. mandy didn't go to church today, she was too darn busy with higher art stuff. so yeah. i went for the 1030 service all by my lonesome and met steph just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;before service. steph wanted to do her physics related stuff. so well, we parted ways, not before agreeing that we'd go for the lesson afterwards together. i called squish afterwards. she was already in the "&lt;em&gt;hally place&lt;/em&gt;". so i went upstairs to meet her. was gonna sit with her, audrey wong and gang till squish pointed out that faith and choey were at the other end. as expected, i ended up sitting with choey and faith. towards the end of service, i recieved a text from steph.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STEPH:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i changed already i'm so excited&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i couldn't help but smile(: apparently, squish had a tiff with her sister, and well, we left service a little early. squishy's parents were nice enough to send us to the hotel, &lt;strong&gt;MANY THANKS!(:&lt;/strong&gt; and well, the directions were kinda sketchy, but we managed to find our way around the ground floor. &lt;em&gt;[apparently, steph squish and i aint very good with directions(:]&lt;/em&gt;. squishy's cousin came down to like bring us upstairs. &lt;em&gt;honestly, when squishy's dad was telling us how to get to the place, all i remember was 36th floor.&lt;/em&gt; HAHA. yeah. that's all i could remember. &lt;strong&gt;it was confuzzling, it truly was!&lt;/strong&gt; hehh. so yeah. we had to fill in this form thingy. and well, the blanks were kinda short. like all compressed and what not. we must've taken forever in the toilet, &lt;em&gt;changing and stuff&lt;/em&gt;. on top of that, we had to wait for bev. but we aint gonna have that no more, are we?(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;I WAS TIRED FROM THE WARM UP!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i could feel my arms starting to get kinda sore when i like holding them punching thingys for steph to whack. &lt;u&gt;MANDY'S STRONGER THAN SOME DUDES!!!&lt;/u&gt; &lt;em&gt;this is an official warning, you so better not piss mandy off, regardless of your gender(:&lt;/em&gt; HAHAHAHA. like oh myyy. i can just imagine tay beating up these 20 year old dudes. &lt;strong&gt;rather amusing&lt;/strong&gt;. ALL IN ALL, IT WAS A GOOD WORKOUT. &lt;strong&gt;i think kickboxing is soon going to become a necessity.&lt;/strong&gt; SUNDAY'S OUR WORKOUT DAY. next week, &lt;u&gt;i can't wait&lt;/u&gt;!!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;after kickboxing, we went to starbucks to grab a bite. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I SPENT 11 BUCKS ON COFFEE TODAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. i think i'm starting to become a caffine addict!! NO!!! &lt;em&gt;the sole reason why i wouldn't want to become a caffine addict is that i'll be broke. i'd spend like 80 bucks a week on coffee. i dont even have that kinda kachingg$$.&lt;/em&gt; after starbucks, squish steph and bev went home. and mandy and i headed to cine to catch &lt;u&gt;the pursuit of happyness&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;the show was ALRIGHT&lt;/strong&gt;. i'm sorry to say that it wasn't amazing/fantastic. i think the main reason it was a letdown was because you already know what's going to happen next. &lt;u&gt;i partly blame the trailer&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;em&gt;though i guess that really can't be helped, cause they DO have to publicise the film&lt;/em&gt;. but okay. anyway, you already know the storyline. so well, there's not much point in actually watching the show. &lt;strong&gt;READ THE BOOK.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;i have to admit, i was a little bored during some parts&lt;/em&gt;. but i guess the fact that what happened in the show was actually real kinda scares you. &lt;strong&gt;i was scared.&lt;/strong&gt; i can't imagine having to like spend a night in a public restroom. and well, having only 20 odd dollars in my bankaccount. and living &lt;u&gt;far worse&lt;/u&gt; than paycheck to paycheck. DANG. &lt;strong&gt;i'm more appreciative now, I HOPE&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;this reminds me, &lt;u&gt;I HAVE TO TEXT QING REGARDING TOMORROW.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;we're always so last minute and stuff!!!&lt;/strong&gt; HAHA. i plan to spend the whole of tomorrow studying!! i'm going to be in raffles place from like 8 in the morning, &lt;u&gt;SERIOUSLY.&lt;/u&gt; studying throughout the day. well, except for like dinner and stuff with qing. i'm going to finish all my amath stuff and well, study my secondary three chemistry things. yeah. &lt;strong&gt;THE NEED TO DO WELL'S OVERWHELMING!&lt;/strong&gt; i dont quite know what i'd do if i do badly!! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I HAVE THIS LONG LIST OF STUFF I WANT TO DO AFTER O LEVELS&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;--&gt;dance, more kickboxing, work, have fun :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;alright, so the list aint exactly very long, but you get the idea. i can't wait for all of this to be over. yeah. and &lt;u&gt;when&lt;/u&gt; i get into the school of my choice, it's going to be smashing(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;oh yeah. while i was walking home today, i was all plugged into my ipod, &lt;em&gt;listening to nelly furtado&lt;/em&gt;, and texting my dad. yeah. so anyway, i was happily walking along. then i stopped. cause i can't text with the atom while walking. it's terrible! &lt;strong&gt;so yes&lt;/strong&gt;. I STOPPED WALKING AND WAS STARING AT MY PHONE. &lt;u&gt;i saw this dude wearing a black shirt like walking towards me from the corner of my eye.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;I WAS GETTTING QUITE SCARED&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;u&gt;when the figure stopped infrot of me, i totally freaked.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;I THOUGHT HE WAS GOING TO &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;kill me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;OR MUG ME OR SOMETHING!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; so i looked up, &lt;em&gt;desperately trying not to seem frightened&lt;/em&gt;. it turned out to be kai. LIKE GOSH! i was so uber freaked out!!! but yes. that's how it went. &lt;em&gt;i was told to listen to the car's voom, or whatever it was. &lt;/em&gt;HEHHH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;this is going to seem so darn random&lt;/u&gt;. i was actually flipping through my dad's car magazines. &lt;em&gt;i dont get why he'd pay like 16 bucks for some magazine on cars. then again, i never understand this sorta thing&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;ANYWAY&lt;/strong&gt;, the Lamborghini Murcielago LP640 is so darn sexy!! IT REALLY IS. i totally adore the green one. i think the shape of the car is just so uber sleek. and well, &lt;strong&gt;IT IS ONE HECK OF AN ATTRACTIVE CAR!!!!(:&lt;/strong&gt; it'll be in my garage some day, soon(:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040627451526254530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/RfPn9fVOD8I/AAAAAAAAAFE/WlOnkZaA9dM/s320/lambo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;mah, i think this would be a suitable gift for your well-deserving maria(: hinthint!! I'LL SETTLE FOR THIS &lt;u&gt;WITHOUT&lt;/u&gt; THE OTHERS! THE HOUSE CAN GO TOO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haha &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;edit.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:30;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;who did well??&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-1769447003556501531?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/1769447003556501531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=1769447003556501531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/1769447003556501531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/1769447003556501531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/03/kickboxing-is-so-darn-fun-this-is-sign.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/RfPn9fVOD8I/AAAAAAAAAFE/WlOnkZaA9dM/s72-c/lambo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35582566.post-2106142403807299448</id><published>2007-03-10T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T23:26:10.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shen says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;short guys are hot k &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*caroline(: says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*caroline(: says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sure shen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shen says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;annd smarter too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*caroline(: says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you aint short, are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*caroline(: says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shen says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;if im not wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shen says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*caroline(: says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*caroline(: says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;oh my gosh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it's official. the shenstaa thinks he's hot and smart. &lt;u&gt;EWWWWW!&lt;/u&gt; haha. yeah, what a nice friend i am. i'd like to think i'm nice(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ANYWAY, i got them stella mccartney pants and like my beloved shoes(: YAY ME!!! they're uber zexayy. i like(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;i vow to be happy till tuesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;(TUESDAY'S WHEN MY JUJU RUNS OUT)&lt;/u&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/35582566-2106142403807299448?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/2106142403807299448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=2106142403807299448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/2106142403807299448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/2106142403807299448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/03/shen-says-short-guys-are-hot-k-caroline.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-3231036456912579867</id><published>2007-03-10T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T18:27:10.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;while i was walking home from the bus stop today, a man cycled past me. &lt;strong&gt;WHAT WAS SO STRANGE ABOUT THIS FELLA?&lt;/strong&gt; well, &lt;u&gt;he was wearing a mgs pe shirt&lt;/u&gt;. it was rather puzzling. &lt;em&gt;think a rather "big-sized" bangladesh man cycling on a well-used bicycle wearing a shirt with "mgs" splattered across the back.&lt;/em&gt; MY! WAS IT A STRANGE SIGHT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;are you thoughful and kind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;do you care what's on my mind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;or am i just for show?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i'm totally addicted to &lt;em&gt;how to touch a girl&lt;/em&gt;. it's a good song. &lt;strong&gt;i've listened to it at least 10 times today(:&lt;/strong&gt; I LIKE I LIKE, I REALLY LIKE(: &lt;em&gt;audrey hepburn's taking a while to upload.&lt;/em&gt; heh. i'm referring to this photo i photoshopped. yupp!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;training was alright. only alright. IT WAS GOING TO GREAT TILL WE FOUND OUT WE WERE ACTUALLY GOING FOR NATIONALS. prior to the dreadful update by mrs tong, a large number of our sentences ended with &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;"whatever, we're not taking part in nationals, anyway."&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; it was so funny!! IT TRULY WAS. &lt;strong&gt;not to mention the fact that our conversation prior to the bad news was awesome&lt;/strong&gt;. all the sizzlers are going to be money making machines. and we're all still gonna be tight(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;mandy the restaurant owner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;carrot's cupcakes house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;squishy's gonna be in the food industry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;nat the dessert chef&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;bev the plastic surgeon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;joanna the producer/director&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;steph's gonna do interior design + something else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;kimo's the CEO of dior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;we're all gonna be hawt kickboxing mommas by the time we're like 30(: we're gonna hang with them socialites &lt;u&gt;(we aint hos!)&lt;/u&gt; and throw botox parties!:D &lt;u&gt;(not that we need them, seriously! we're pretty enough(: NATURAL FACELIFTS!)&lt;/u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;THE GOODTIMES'LL ROLL FOREVERMORE(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;BRB. I NEEDA GRAB MY PAU. I'M STARVED!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;ARGHH! GRANNY ATE MY PAU!!!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i'm annoyed. now i'm stuck eating bread. speaking of food, it's pretty obvious that the sizzlers enjoy food. well, cooking/baking. IT'S THE SAME THING. it still has tons to do with food. yumm!(: &lt;strong&gt;WE ARE NORMAL NON-ANOREXIC&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;PEOPLE!!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;well, the bunch of us are pretty darn normal(:&lt;/em&gt; aww, i love you guys. &lt;u&gt;though training stinks now, the company's enough to make everything better :D&lt;/u&gt; we'll spread the lovin'. i can't wait for wednesday!!!(: &lt;strong&gt;the sizzlers are going to taka after training to sample local delights(:&lt;/strong&gt; HAHA. WELL, yeah. something along those lines. ie, stuffing our faces and watching each other's stomachs bloat. &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;(the last part's rather gross.)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;anyway, an update about my day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;WOKE UP EARLY-ISH. 830's considered early. &lt;u&gt;it's the holidays anyway!!&lt;/u&gt; then well, ran to kap with jon. thingONE met us there. had my beloved egg mcmuffin (&lt;em&gt;minus the yolk&lt;/em&gt;) for brekkie. &lt;strong&gt;IN ALL SERIOUSNESS,&lt;/strong&gt; i literally scraped all the egg yolk out. &lt;u&gt;IT'S DISGUSTING!!&lt;/u&gt; on top of that, egg yolk's full of fat and cholestrol. so yes, i'm living my life healthily. &lt;em&gt;(let me digress for a moment and tell the world about my resentment of egg yolks. when joanna and i go to yakun and have soft boiled eggs, i precociously spoon the egg yolks onto her plate. yupp. and well, in salads, no hard boiled egg yolks. no way! they're out of my sanwiches too. all in all, they're disgusting. and powdery. yuck!!)&lt;/em&gt; ANYWAY, after my egg mcmuffin, i had a hashbrown. &lt;u&gt;OILY. BAD BAD.&lt;/u&gt; and thingONE bought me chocolate milk from cold storage, THANK YOUU!(: after buying mandy's hotcakes with sausage, we headed back to school. and well, jon headed home. we talked about the most random things, honestly. and well, the ongoing debate about who ______'s dating. YES. or who that person likes. whatever, &lt;strong&gt;it's all the same to me&lt;/strong&gt;. that's rather hilarious. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;AND THERE WERE THESE CRAZY PEOPLE RUNNING OUT OF MG TODAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. they're from new creation church, apparently. yeah. THE TWO CARS, AND THEIR CONTENTS, WERE DANGED HILAIROUS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:20;"&gt;the ultimate boyfriend thief! &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;our beloved MGS rented out the entire school to them new creation people. so well, we had to move the mats from the sports com to like the linkway. and well, there was also this whole drama about them gb girls wanting to use the entire quadrangle. and how them new creation people like wanted to use the linkway for some table soccer thing at like 1230, or something along those lines. WELL, technically, they paid to use the place, so they have priority. &lt;strong&gt;TONGSIE JUST WOULDN'T STAND FOR THAT NOW, WOULD SHE?&lt;/strong&gt; haha. yes. mrs tong. people kept coming up to us and like asking us. &lt;u&gt;well, we just go, "MRS TONG!!!!"&lt;/u&gt; then *poof*, &lt;em&gt;much like lightning&lt;/em&gt;, problem solved. OH! HOW TERRIBLY AMUSING(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;training was alright, stunted. it's rather easy, i think our routine's kinda coming along good. today's training was awfully &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;UNPRODUCTIVE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!! THAT'S NOT THE WAY IT SHOULD BE, BUT WE NEEDA FIX THINGS AND SORT THEM THROUGH NOW, DON'T WE? yes. inceasant rants about everything. &lt;strong&gt;i think mandy and i hang too much. HAHA. WE LIKE THINK THE SAME.&lt;/strong&gt; even our "&lt;u&gt;life plans&lt;/u&gt;" are somewhat similar. cept that well, she's got the connections. HAHA. yeah. after training, clocks's mum gave us a lift to guthrie house. WELL, WE KINDA INFLUENCED THEM TO GO BUY GELATO. YEAH. THEY LIKE YOGHURT AND CRUNCHY CHOC NUT. haha. yes, &lt;u&gt;what a random fact about the foos&lt;/u&gt;. so yeah. &lt;strong&gt;CLOCKS AND HER MUM ARE SO ALIKE, I THINK THEY'RE UBER CUTE!(:&lt;/strong&gt; and clocks's dad's addicted to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;one tree hill&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, he's so cool! HAHA. their family amuses me greatly(: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;MANDY'S GOTTEN ME ADDICTED TO LEMON GELATO, OR WHATEVER IT'S CALLED.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; sorbet? it's real good stuff. I'M GETTING THAT FROM NOW ON. the sourness just perks you up(: kinda like coffee, BUT BETTER!!:D cinnamon ice blended's nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:30;"&gt;kickboxing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;hopefully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;u&gt;(it's confirmed.)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;squishy dearest, call me!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;tomorrow looks promising, oh yes it does. i have yet to begin my amath homework, and well, I PLAN ON COMPLETING IT BY TODAY. i really hope that i can finish up all my holiday homework by monday! then well, i'll actually have time to revise my secondary three work, &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;which i totally suck at&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. and maybe i'll even have time to play(: &lt;strong&gt;mandy and i are so crashing sec123 camp worship!!(:&lt;/strong&gt; OH YEAH BABYYY. &lt;u&gt;i kinda want the shirt(:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;edit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;tomorrow's gonna be so fun!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i have completely forgotten how to do differenciation. and well, miss kek has my worksheets with her! BLEAGH. or at least, she has worksheet 5 onwards. annoyance. SOMEBODY PLEASE HELP ME! &lt;strong&gt;mandy tay, i'm relying on you!&lt;/strong&gt; DIEE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-3231036456912579867?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/3231036456912579867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=3231036456912579867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/3231036456912579867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/3231036456912579867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/03/while-i-was-walking-home-from-bus-stop.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-7754054235066444528</id><published>2007-03-09T19:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:46:12.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;I NEEDA FIND THAT D&amp;G AD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;there's no way i'm gonna scan my magazine and like &lt;u&gt;rip the binding thingy apart&lt;/u&gt;. nuh uh. i'm at the webbie now. and i must say that it's pretty nice. as in, like it's really aesthetically pleasing(: &lt;strong&gt;LIKE OH MY BOD! I FOUND IT!!!(: YAY YAY YAY!!!&lt;/strong&gt; hehhh. it's like uber zexayy!(: HAHA. i'm pretty darn stoked. it took me a while before i could like find it. yay!(: &lt;u&gt;i love the dolce&amp;amp;gabbana advertisements&lt;/u&gt;!!! FOR SOME REASON, I'M ALWAYS LIKE KINDA "BLOWN AWAY" AFTER LOOKING AT THEM. though it's true that i don't exactly look out for the "product" they're advertising, IN MY HEAD, D&amp;G'S ALL THAT. yeah. &lt;strong&gt;as in, THAT'S HOT&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;[i had nothing better to say, it's so zexayyy!!!!]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:40;"&gt;d&amp;amp;g love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039906163308498866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/RfFX8_VOD7I/AAAAAAAAAE8/WCHkRNQ48Co/s320/three.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;after looking through the ads, i'm kinda unsure of which one to pick now. like to use for my layout. i'm a bit sick of my layout. adriana aint getting old, but yeah, i need a change of "environment". &lt;em&gt;did i forget to mention that the d&amp;g kiddies webbie's uber adorable?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;well, it is :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;you really have to check it out!!(: head over to dolcegabbana.it. THE KIDDY WEBBIE'S THE DANGED LOVELIEST THING.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039905776761442210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/RfFXmfVOD6I/AAAAAAAAAE0/7-9ICVYvOno/s320/D%26G+kids.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039905149696216978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/RfFXB_VOD5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/qUDUtzkdaCE/s320/d%26g+junior.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i guess that you could say today was "&lt;strong&gt;rather productive&lt;/strong&gt;". i actually did manage to complete most of my holiday homework. yupp! aside from my many zhoujis. alright, there are only two for me to do. today, i managed to like do my two cloze passages, finish reading them short stories, and well, i'm halfway through with the worksheet based on the stories. YAY ME! i feel that i've accomplished &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;much(:&lt;br /&gt;zhouji one, on "accomplishments"&lt;br /&gt;zhouji two, on "recent topics"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;read short stories&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;do worksheet on short stories&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;cloze passage 5 &amp; 6&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amath tys questions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;english essay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i'm actuallly quite dreading having to do the essay. &lt;strong&gt;it's official.&lt;/strong&gt; i detest writing short stories. there's something about them that just makes me feel annoyed. i think the main reason's that i just plain suck at them. yupp. and that one time i actually did well, &lt;em&gt;i figure i just got lucky&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;ANYWAY,&lt;/strong&gt; let's recall today's events. school was boring. had some O level briefing which left most of us rather worried and stressed. after school, thingONE and i headed to guthrie house to like do our work and well, &lt;strong&gt;eat&lt;/strong&gt;. i had an outrageously overpriced chocolate roll thing which cost me $2.65. &lt;u&gt;HONESTLY SPEAKING, THAT'S BEYOND OVERPRICED, SERIOUSLY!&lt;/u&gt; and well, had some proper food, and well, icecream, and then a plain waffle. &lt;strong&gt;YES, I BINGE.&lt;/strong&gt; anyway. went to venezia, apparently. at venezia, thingONE and i saw bee. she was with jo. yupp! so basically, joanna and i wasted hours there, and i actually do think i did a relatively large amount of my holiday homework. YAY ME! yupp! well, thing kinda fell asleep. HAHA. yes. &lt;strong&gt;chinese does have that effect on you(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;apparently, you have to be at least &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:20;"&gt;16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; to participate in the open cat;&lt;br /&gt;or so i hear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yay us? :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:18;"&gt;that's what's up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;tomorrow's all plannedd(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-7754054235066444528?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/7754054235066444528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=7754054235066444528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/7754054235066444528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/7754054235066444528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-needa-find-that-d-ad-theres-no-way-im_09.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/RfFX8_VOD7I/AAAAAAAAAE8/WCHkRNQ48Co/s72-c/three.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35582566.post-3233363914211229645</id><published>2007-03-08T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:46:13.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SEA MONKEY!!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;today's the sea monkey's 16th. she's so tiny. but she's older than me. oh what the heck, not that it really matters anyway. but yes. &lt;u&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, EVE DEAREST&lt;/u&gt;!!(: I'M MARIA, JARED'S MAID, AND SHE'S HIS SEA MONKEY. &lt;em&gt;or some whacked up thing like that. yeahhh.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;opti days!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MG INTERHOUSE X-COUNTRY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i walked the whole thing, the whole darned thing. yeahhh. mandy and i did. &lt;u&gt;BY THE WAY, WE WEREN'T LAST.&lt;/u&gt; there were like 3 other people behind us, not including mrs yap and gang, and they were like studying history or something. &lt;strong&gt;see! that's what i call productive(:&lt;/strong&gt; SO YES. it was rather hilarious, to be honest. mandy brought a packet of cheezels (sp?). and she was like happily munching along. yupp! and well, i was chowing down my cheese sandwich on &lt;u&gt;olive bread&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;em&gt;in case you were wondering, i dont quite like olive bread. and olive bread with CHEESE is just plain weird. but there was no normal bread at home, so i had no choice.&lt;/em&gt; so yeah. i was kinda told to like keep my sandwich, but well, guess who couldn't care less. i had no intetion of actually running/jogging anyway. &lt;strong&gt;if it was perfectly horizontal, i may have had a change of heart.&lt;/strong&gt; i really can't stand running downhill and uphill. it's annoying. uphill's just plain tiring, and downhill busts my knees. &lt;u&gt;they're busted enough, thank you&lt;/u&gt;. YUPP. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;cross country was rather hilarious. qi and sylv brought their unbrellas along. &lt;u&gt;AS IN, SERIOUSLY!!!&lt;/u&gt; it was so funny. i made sylv take out her umbrella, just so that i could get a shot of them walking with it. I CAN'T IMAGINE. it was rather funny. &lt;strong&gt;mr vincent ong was the guest of honour.&lt;/strong&gt; yeah. i still find that rather odd. like yeah, i know he used to be our pe teacher, but that's precisely what's so strange about it. it's somewhat bittersweet. &lt;u&gt;NOT THAT HIS PRESENCE WAS A BAD THING, IT REALLY WASN'T&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039503215172022626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/Re_peUjEcWI/AAAAAAAAAEE/scOtvbECvok/s320/house+tees.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039505882346713490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/Re_r5kjEcZI/AAAAAAAAAEc/xfQ9dI0DVMk/s320/lovee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039505276756324738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/Re_rWUjEcYI/AAAAAAAAAEU/WhQOoxGH-5Q/s320/x-crty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039504151474893170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/Re_qU0jEcXI/AAAAAAAAAEM/veLeSMrEz3Y/s320/fruits+of+our+labour.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;AFTER X-CTRY, I HAD TO GO DO CIP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;NOT BEFORE FIRST HAVING LUNCH, OF COURSE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;tay and i waited for hyung, while she had her netball meeting thing. kinda took a while,&lt;em&gt; i was becoming increasingly impatient&lt;/em&gt;. it's the ice cream calling my name, it really is. so yeah. we walked all the way to guthrie and went to venezia for ice cream. YUMM!(: i had &lt;u&gt;peanutbutter &amp;crunchy choc nut&lt;/u&gt;, or whatever that flavour's called. YEAH. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;I LOVE VENEZIA'S PEANUTBUTTER ICE CREAM!!! I THINK IT'S THE BEST!(:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; simply cause well, not many other places serve it. it's so beyond good. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;my adoration of all things associated with peanut butter is very frightening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; what can i say? if it wasn't fattening/unhealthy, i would live off it(: HAHA. yeah right. the crunchy choc nut thing's pretty darn good too. i like the crunchy nonsense inside. i think it's like well, CHOCOLATE WAFER SHIZZES OR SOMETHING! yupp! good stuff, good stuff. after that, we went to simplybread. yeah. &lt;strong&gt;PRIOR TO TODAY, I'VE NEVER HEARD OF IT IN MY LIFE&lt;/strong&gt;. the sandwich mandy and i shared was dry, and bland. not good. &lt;u&gt;BUT ON THE OTHER HAND, &lt;strong&gt;THEIR STICKY BUNS ARE TO DIE FOR!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; sticky bun: a cinnamon roll drenched in some honey + cinnamon glaze. I HAD TWO TODAY, kinda felt a bit sick after having them. but yeah, &lt;u&gt;sugar rush&lt;/u&gt;!!(: I THINK I'M GOING TO HAVE THEIR STICKY BUNS TOMORROW, OR SOMETHING LIKE THAT(: &lt;u&gt;better make it quick!(:&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;WENT TO SCHOOL WITH PAMME, HYUNG, MANDY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;PAM HAD SOME SQUASH THING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;HYUNG HAD TRAINING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;MANDY JUST FOLLOWED ALONG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I HAD CIP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i was so reluctant to go for cip. i just wanted to go home and sleep, OR EAT EVEN MORE STICKY BUNS! yeah. &lt;strong&gt;i owe mandy tay $6.50.&lt;/strong&gt; but well, miss kek put dah and i incharge of cip. we're like the "CIP COORDINATORS", &lt;em&gt;or something like that.&lt;/em&gt; so i had no choice but to go for cip. THE WHOLE ADMIN SIDE OF THINGS JUST TOTALLY ANNOY ME. i'm not a very administrative person. i'm more of the social sort. yes. i like being told what to do, or to be left alone to talk to people. yupp! &lt;strong&gt;but alright, i had no other choice&lt;/strong&gt;. i was in school half an hour early, cause pam and hyung had to get to school by one o'clock. kinda leaned against a pillar and played bubble breaker till 13:20, when fang came. together, we patiently waited for everyone else to come before heading up the bus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the ride to where-ever-the-place-is was short. my time was spent between talking to dah and indulging in a tootsie roll manda gave me. once we got there, i felt the stress immediately. &lt;strong&gt;mainly cause i had no idea what we were going to do and how we were going to do it&lt;/strong&gt;. IT WAS FAR WORSE WHEN I FIRST GLANCED AT THE OLD FOLKS, THEY LOOKED BORED. but okay. after a while, we kinda settled down, and i &lt;u&gt;kinda forced miss kek to do all the explaining and stuff&lt;/u&gt;. I JUST COULDN'T TAKE IT. &lt;em&gt;it: having to converse with people purely in mandrin and well, some form of singlish as well.&lt;/em&gt; so yes. i settled down with this adorable old lady. she was nice. she told me lotsa random stuff, and we ended up having a rather nice conversation(: THE GAMES WERE ALRIGHT, BUT SOME STATIONS MOVED ALONG FAR QUICKER THAN EXPECTED, LEADING TO SOME PROBLEMS. &lt;strong&gt;but other than that, it was good(:&lt;/strong&gt; SO YEAH. in the end, we kinda hung around with some of the old folks. they're adorable little things, they really are! there was this one auntie who'd like sing songs to us in hainanese (sp?). NO ONE UNDERSTOOD A WORD, but it's alright. she meant well(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039501484300202322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/Re_n5kjEcVI/AAAAAAAAAD8/nDcP1hOO2x4/s320/lovee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/Re_nhEjEcUI/AAAAAAAAAD0/KvPgz1MEhIE/s1600-h/auntie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039501063393407298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/Re_nhEjEcUI/AAAAAAAAAD0/KvPgz1MEhIE/s320/auntie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/Re_m3UjEcTI/AAAAAAAAADs/HhNny4TYrys/s1600-h/food!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039500346133868850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/Re_m3UjEcTI/AAAAAAAAADs/HhNny4TYrys/s320/food!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;we'll be back to visit them on the 28th/29th of march. i can't say that i'm terribly excited, but i'm sure it wont be too bad(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;then well, i was kinda meant to jog home with jing, but we were kinda heading in opposite directions. oh well. so in the end, we just dropped off at farrer market and i headed home from there. &lt;em&gt;every time i think of farrer market, i think of that sweet rice krispy thing that's the best waste of calories ever!!(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:30;"&gt;photos!!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039497880822640914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/Re_kn0jEcRI/AAAAAAAAADc/WOb9Tp7VCik/s320/activity.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039495054734160114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/Re_iDUjEcPI/AAAAAAAAADM/j7tIfJjNvq8/s320/redgreen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039506792879780258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/Re_sukjEcaI/AAAAAAAAAEk/8UiuGjnePGY/s320/singing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039498469233160482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/Re_lKEjEcSI/AAAAAAAAADk/mDk0AKVx6kY/s320/knightedd.jpg" border="0" /&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/35582566-3233363914211229645?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/3233363914211229645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=3233363914211229645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/3233363914211229645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/3233363914211229645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/03/happy-birthday-sea-monkey-todays-sea.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/Re_peUjEcWI/AAAAAAAAAEE/scOtvbECvok/s72-c/house+tees.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35582566.post-6778213219199924982</id><published>2007-03-06T08:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T22:51:50.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;english. ladiddahh.. &lt;em&gt;we're writing our "splogs" about like what presents we want to give to the oh-so-amazing &lt;u&gt;Borg Queen&lt;/u&gt;. haha. i know, it sounds so totally tarded. but it aint half bad(:&lt;/em&gt; so yes. kat said something about how she's gonna post it on her blog and blah blah blah. well, she's supposedly going to get extra marks for all that, that sorta thangg. WELL, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;i want bonus marks&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(: YAY! haha. yes, i really do. but it's alright. i can live without(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;parent teacher meeting,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;march 24th. (&lt;em&gt;first day of nationals&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i actually want my mum to see my teachers, i think i'm in big troublee! POO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;edit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;today, i'm in a study-ful mood. partly cause i was very unproductive at mandy's house, on top of the fact that i realised how badly i'm doing in school. i feel sad, i really do. &lt;strong&gt;i want to do well&lt;/strong&gt;, now more than ever. liany finally passed me the coveted "RHINO BOOK", she's had it since august last year! and well, i was flipping through it, and i miss secondary two! [&lt;em&gt;the later half of the year&lt;/em&gt;]. &lt;strong&gt;WE WERE CHILDISH AND IMMATURE, BUT WHO CARES ANYWAY? IT WAS GOOD FUN, AND THE FRIENDSHIPS FORGED WILL LAST A LIFETIME.&lt;/strong&gt; i love my rhinos!!:D &lt;em&gt;[i'm so annoyed, this whole chunk of my post got removed, cause of the triangular bracket things or whatever. ARGH, ANNOYANCE.]&lt;/em&gt; back in secondary two, i was guai. very guai, taking notes in every class, paying attention, so much so that stoning never even crossed my mind&lt;/u&gt;. i like that. I'M RATHER ANNOYED THAT I DONT GIVE A RAT'S BUM ABOUT CHINESE, BUT I KNOW THERE'S NOTHING I CAN DO ABOUT IT. i'm failing so miserably, my chinese grade is totally beyond salvaging. i guess there's nothing better to do than asking kail what's up with clb. YEAH. &lt;u&gt;i know i'm going to fail&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;em&gt;don't even try making me think otherwise, cause well, once you see my grades, you'll get the idea.&lt;/em&gt; how saddening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i needa improve my amath. i'm in the bottom half of the class, IT'S SO EMBARRASSING. cause well, i actually thought i did alright, till i saw the column that says "&lt;u&gt;percentage scores higher&lt;/u&gt;" [&lt;em&gt;or whatever it's labelled as.&lt;/em&gt;] FUNCTIONS FUNCTIONS, OH FUNCTIONS. i still dont get functions, and i have no idea how it like works out. &lt;strong&gt;and to think that we learnt that last year, AND THAT IT WAS TESTED FOR END OF YEARS&lt;/strong&gt;. yeah. i know, it's no wonder i failed last year. GEE. i'm determined to change, to better myself. YES. i'm going to be a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;GOOD PERSON&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and i'm going to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;DO WELL IN SCHOOL&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, i'm going to be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;OH-SO-HAPPY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;speaking of which, i want to watch the pursuit of happyness so bad!!!&lt;/em&gt; yeah. but i guess i honestly dont really have the time to mess around with such trivial matters now. &lt;u&gt;this is going to be the way it is right through till the 8th of november.&lt;/u&gt; honestly, &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:20;"&gt;i'm not even going to celebrate my brithday this year&lt;/span&gt;, not that i ever really do. but yeah. i'll probably only have like lunch with the rhinos, &lt;em&gt;while studying at the same time&lt;/em&gt;, and like go for dinner with sa, damian and mike, &lt;em&gt;and that's solely cause it's sa's birthday too.&lt;/em&gt; yeah. I'M GOING TO HAVE A BLAST. cause i know that in the end, the results in the end are so worth the torture. &lt;strong&gt;THERE'S ALWAYS GOING TO BE THAT LIGHT AT THE END OF THE TUNNEL&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:30;"&gt;YOU CAN'T STRAY FAR IF YOU KEEP YOUR EYES ON THE PRIZE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;we all know what my prize is. yeah. GOOD GRADES, no duh. but well, there's so much more ontop of that. and those things are far more spectacular and worth my while. &lt;em&gt;not that school is worth my while,&lt;/em&gt; but those other stuff are gonna be with me forever, hopefully. &lt;u&gt;MUCH LIKE MY BELOVED RHINOSAURS!!&lt;33&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i feel the urge to stay up all night studying!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;haha! i know it's going to end up being far less productive, but i dont know, &lt;u&gt;I MIGHT AS WELL TAKE ADVANTAGE OF THIS WILL TO STUDY AND MAKE FULL USE OF IT, RIGHT?&lt;/u&gt; yes. i make sense. i'm going to turn myself into a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;"kevin mark lee"&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. HAHA!! kevin, if you read this, i'm sorry, &lt;u&gt;but it's true&lt;/u&gt;! and well yes, you should be honoured that i "&lt;u&gt;aspire to be like you&lt;/u&gt;". HAHA. like oh my bod, that's mighty hilarious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what i plan on accomplishing tonight:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1. have functions all figured out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2. finish writing geog notes on settlements.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3. chinese worksheets. (&lt;em&gt;there's no darned way lao shi is going to make me stand again.&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;4. attempt literature poem thing. (&lt;em&gt;i dont think we actually have to do it, but i'm going to do it anyway.&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;5. &lt;s&gt;touch up some stuff on differenciation. (&lt;em&gt;worksheet eight.&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;6. file my worksheets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;that should keep me busy till like two or three.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i'm definitely going to sleep at like 8 tomorrow night. also, i'm going to have to push myself real hard during training just to keep myself awake. TUMBLING AND STUNTING ARE NOW THE LEAST OF MY "TRAINING-WORRIES". &lt;strong&gt;i'm sorry to say this, but there's not much point in striving to hard for something that you're not going to remember.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;i think i'll be able to recall some minor details of nationals, things like how tightly my hair was tied, and how much i love everyone in the squad, BUT THAT'LL BE IT. it's sad, and i'm sorry to say such things, but &lt;u&gt;it's true.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-6778213219199924982?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/6778213219199924982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=6778213219199924982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/6778213219199924982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/6778213219199924982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/03/english.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-3534176142253790204</id><published>2007-03-05T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T19:45:49.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i feel like wasting my time ranting about how much my grades disappoint me. &lt;em&gt;[how terribly ironic]&lt;/em&gt;. but it's the sad truth. besides the fact that i have to count chem for my L1R5 thang instead of physics, i didn't get an A for geog. THE LATTER PISSES ME OF FAR MORE. regarding physics, i know i should've studied. and well, i was so uber complacent that i didn't even care that i failed. &lt;u&gt;caroline kan, you're a disgrace, you really are.&lt;/u&gt; physics, physics, physics. you were once my bestest subject, and well, good friend. till now. I AM VERY ANNOYED WITH YOU, MY DEAR. anyway, geog. it was totally within my control, and honestly, &lt;strong&gt;i think i wrote a pretty decent essay.&lt;/strong&gt; worth of like 12/15? YEAH. i thought it was good. well, yes. maybe not 12, but at least a 10, &lt;u&gt;AT LEAST&lt;/u&gt;. moreover, i can't believe i failed. like what on earth is that? HOW DID I FAIL GEOG. i mean, i should only be failing if i honestly had no idea what the danged question was asking for. &lt;u&gt;i am annoyed, to say the least.&lt;/u&gt; failing the essay cost me my A. &lt;strong&gt;life would've been so perfect otherwise.&lt;/strong&gt; SCHOOL'S MORE IMPORTANT TO ME THAN ANY OTHER THING, CHEER IS THE LEAST OF MY WORRIES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:30;"&gt;15.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;how disgusting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;this shall be further elaborated on when i take a look at my progress report. &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIKE EEYERHHH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i feel the need to talk inceasantly about english. &lt;em&gt;we're still on relatively good terms, or so i think&lt;/em&gt;. i enjoy blogging. hehh. i actually think that it improves my english. there's no other explanation. you know how they always tell you to read books if you want to improve your english grades in general? &lt;strong&gt;THAT'S JUST BULL.&lt;/strong&gt; honestly. &lt;em&gt;THIS IS GOING TO SOUND SO DARN EGOISTIC.&lt;/em&gt; i think my essays are pretty decent, &lt;em&gt;[they still need lots of improvement]&lt;/em&gt;, and the last time i read a book other than my literature text was before i turned 14. it's true! and well, i think it was in sec one, red sky in the morning. &lt;u&gt;and the only reason i read some novel or whatever was because i had to write a book report&lt;/u&gt;. it's rather strange. &lt;em&gt;i think i do relatively well in english is because i'm arrogant.&lt;/em&gt; I KINDA AM. i find it terribly embarrassing if i spell like some somewhat chim word wrongly, or if i like use a word in the wrong context. &lt;em&gt;i see it as some form of people laughing at my expense, or some completely whacked up reason like that.&lt;/em&gt; but yeah. that's how it works. &lt;strong&gt;RATHER DISGUSTING, BUT READING'S FAR WORSE&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;one can barely consider this as ranting, or being a terribly long post. but it'll have to do. i have far better things to do with my time. &lt;strong&gt;TIME IS PRECIOUS, &lt;/strong&gt;and i have wasted enough of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;chemistry O level SPA tomorrow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;time to open the flood gates! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i'm still going to watch amazing race all starts anyway, who cares, right? &lt;em&gt;we all have to take a break sometime(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;TO HECK WITH TRAINING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-3534176142253790204?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/3534176142253790204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=3534176142253790204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/3534176142253790204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/3534176142253790204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-feel-like-wasting-my-time-ranting.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-1011093132630734433</id><published>2007-03-05T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T13:21:00.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what was i going to say again?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-1011093132630734433?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/1011093132630734433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=1011093132630734433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/1011093132630734433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/1011093132630734433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/03/what-was-i-going-to-say-again.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-1748118874188394419</id><published>2007-03-04T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T21:58:59.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;"i feel like peeing. it's always like that when i drink alcohol."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;HAHA. seriously. that was the line of the night. &lt;strong&gt;i love you guys, you're so dang fun(:&lt;/strong&gt; KREE'S PARTY WAS FUN. yes. it was. only went for a while though, cause well, school and stuff and all that. HOMOPHOBIA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:50;color:#ff6600;"&gt;like oh my bod stace! i want that (NEW ZEALAND) photo so badd!!!!&lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;MANDY TAY, I THINK WE'RE THE DANG COOLEST PEOPLE ON PLANET EARTH(: oh yeah, babyyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i love you all so so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;back to work.&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/35582566-1748118874188394419?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/1748118874188394419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=1748118874188394419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/1748118874188394419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/1748118874188394419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-feel-like-peeing.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-1634612646151410862</id><published>2007-03-01T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T22:20:45.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:monotype corsiva;font-size:30;"&gt;decadence is the epitome of evil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it truly is. especially so since my hands smell like frosting. &lt;em&gt;i blame kree&lt;/em&gt;. HAHA. &lt;em&gt;i hearby call them crapcakes, cause they look like white crap, literally&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;work calls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;edit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i've decided that i'm gonna do &lt;s&gt;50&lt;u&gt;0&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/s&gt; straddle lifts. yes. the extra zero is intentional. I WANT MY JUMPS TO BE PRETYY. &lt;em&gt;though i did think my doubles were fairly zexehh on wednesday.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;no harm wanting to improve now, is there?&lt;/strong&gt; i still have other stuff to do after that thoughh. but i'm determined to do all five hundred of them. and still have time to save the world(: &lt;u&gt;you get what i mean&lt;/u&gt;. my printer's annoying the shizz outta me. it suddenly went all "lack of black ink" on me. LIKE WHAT?! i'm terribly annoyed and peeved. i meanlike what. i seriously doubt that i've used up that much ink. but whatever. even if i did, what can i say. &lt;em&gt;WHOOPS?&lt;/em&gt; but sure. no bigg anyway. i'll just print a page at a time, like 10 minutes apart. i've got all the time in the world. &lt;strong&gt;all these late nights are making me look like a druggie&lt;/strong&gt;. it's rather disgusting. it's alright. i'm gonna sleep at like 9 tomorrow, &lt;em&gt;[ie. when i get home from dinner]&lt;/em&gt;, assuming that tay doesn't have art after training tmr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND: #3333ff;font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"  &gt;TRAINING TMR'S TILL LIKE SEVEN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i'm pretty darn stoked. dont ask why, but i'm awfully excited for training nowadays(: i think it's the prospect of being able to shove it in people's faces, and actually prove to all those know nothings that we did deserve to win nationals last year. and that &lt;strong&gt;THE SIZZLERS ARE BRINING SEXY BACK.&lt;/strong&gt; heh. that was so beyond retarded. but yeah, you get what i mean right? we're duh bomb and you know it, so back off. YUPP(: &lt;em&gt;phoshizzlemuhnizzle.&lt;/em&gt; not to mention the fact that i get to see kim. yeah. IT'S BEEN FOREVER SINCE I LAST SAW THAT CHILD. she's the buffest and coolio-est cheerleader alive. HAHA. &lt;em&gt;as mandy says, kim's the only one with bigger arms than she does!&lt;/em&gt; HAHA. how amusing. &lt;strong&gt;both of them are too buff(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;work, again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;+500&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;edit.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. you know me, i gave up. 500's crazy. yeah. i'm going for sth along the lines of like 200. four sets of 50. that aint that bad now, is it? hmm.. we'll see. i'll probably end up cutting it again. anyway, &lt;strong&gt;I JUST CAME ACROSS SOMETHING SO DARN HILARIOUS!!!&lt;/strong&gt; it was like from sec one or two, something like that. it was about &lt;u&gt;ALLTHE THINGS I WAS SICK AND TIRED OF&lt;/u&gt;. majority of them being stuff like how much i hated living in a prison cell, living my life according to other people, and my life being so routine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:30;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SOMEWHERE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE PAGE, I WROTE THAT I WAS SICK OF WHACKING SPANNER.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"&gt;haha! why on earth that is there is just beyond me. IT'S RATHER HILAIROUS. haha. i was like whatt? when i read it. hehh. i've torn it out and it's gonna be stuck in my notebook(: HAHA. &lt;em&gt;cherish them memories(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-1634612646151410862?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/1634612646151410862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=1634612646151410862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/1634612646151410862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/1634612646151410862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/03/decadence-is-epitome-of-evil.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-4111119676928066708</id><published>2007-02-28T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T22:48:17.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;we've got imports. yeah. had our first training with kimo and nana. too bad kim couldn't come down for training, casue she had to work or something like that. but it's okay, i'll get to see her on friday. YUPP. &lt;strong&gt;it's like '05'06 all over again(:&lt;/strong&gt; OH YEAH. &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;let the good times roll(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; how spankin'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm terribly disappointed about heroes.&lt;/strong&gt; WHY IS IT ONLY HALF AN HOUR LONG?! like why on earth was today's episode only like half an hour long? bleagh. but alright, i guess i might as well like do my work and stuff. &lt;em&gt;maybe tonight's epi was actually an hour long, cept that i lost track of time.&lt;/em&gt; hmm...maybe. I GUESS THAT MATTERS NOME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;gotta find my info on becks and well, some octopus thingy for english.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;if not, aggy's gonna slaughter me!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WORK WORK WORK.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i'm super stoked about tomorrow, it's gonna be a superb day! yeahhh. i actually wanna go for geog class after school. i love geog, cept that lessons can be such a pain, for other unexplained reasons. &lt;strong&gt;jing and i are so alike!&lt;/strong&gt; like we react the same way every time we kinda get cheesed during geog class. HOW AMUSING(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;becks calls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-4111119676928066708?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/4111119676928066708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=4111119676928066708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/4111119676928066708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/4111119676928066708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/02/weve-got-imports.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-274343791650005089</id><published>2007-02-27T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T21:34:56.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;the sizzlers are taking part in &lt;u&gt;open cat&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yupp. that's the dl. &lt;em&gt;we decided that we might as well take part in the open cat since the organisers are merciless fools who decided to move the competition to like june or something. so yes, since the majority of the squad are sec4s anyway, it's for the good of the team. heh. &lt;/em&gt;and since we're taking part in the open category, it's only fit that we have some "outside assistance". yeah. outside assistance being kim and kimo. yeah. cause well, we'll need them so badly. and well, i think nana's joining us too. &lt;strong&gt;OH YEAH, WE'LL WHACK 'EM UP SIDE DOWN.&lt;/strong&gt; but anyway, there's no possible chance in winning, &lt;em&gt;or even placing second&lt;/em&gt;. but i guess we're just in it for the fun anwyay. cuase well, if we decided not to take part in nationals, we would've just wasted all this time training. yupp. and well, &lt;em&gt;we need the points.&lt;/em&gt; or at least &lt;u&gt;i need the points&lt;/u&gt;. and yes, &lt;u&gt;i care about points&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i guess that about sums up the drama surrounding monday. yeah. and well, it's confirmed. &lt;strong&gt;flipping's the right thing for me.&lt;/strong&gt; i actually enjoy it. though well, my technique's like slipping. it's kinda disgusting. i needa get my whole leaning back thing backk. cause well, if not, it'll end up like my tuck - &lt;u&gt;initially good, but slowly losing form&lt;/u&gt;. DANG. that's rather sad, it truly is. the fact that the gradient, &lt;em&gt;or whatever&lt;/em&gt;, of my learning curve's backwards, and all that. EWW. yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;PEOPLE, PLEASE COME FOR TRAINING AND BE ON TIME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;my nose is running like a tap, literally. and it's driving me insane. i can't stand it. AND IT'S DISGUSTING. i feel sick and well, annoyed, &lt;em&gt;to say the least&lt;/em&gt;. but that's the least of my worries. i've gotta pull my grades up. &lt;strong&gt;failing physics is so not an option&lt;/strong&gt;. I NEED MY ONE. yes. one one ONE. i like that number. in my head, it's the epitome of excellence. well, yeah. &lt;u&gt;actually being GOOD AT SOMETHING&lt;/u&gt;. i like that feeling, i really do. it makes me happy(: &lt;em&gt;i'm terribly disappointed with my comprehensions, WHY WHY WHY!?!?!?!&lt;/em&gt; and amath's being a pain. well, no. PERM AND COM. i hate you, but i'm gonna be nice, cause you're easy to &lt;em&gt;"take advantage of"&lt;/em&gt;. and well, i dont quite know what to think about lit/ss. i'm standing on rather squidgy ground, &lt;em&gt;if you know what i mean.&lt;/em&gt; GEOG: mug hard. yes. i tend to slack off when it comes to memorising definitions. &lt;strong&gt;as you can see, i aint very good with memorising nonsense.&lt;/strong&gt; NOT THAT IT'S NONSENSE. i quite like geog. and i wish that class would be more productive. OUR CLASS SHOULD COMPRISE ME AND JING, OH YES. &lt;em&gt;and well, some other select few.&lt;/em&gt; other than that, poo. I LOVE YOU GUYS, BUT NO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:20;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fat is (insert word beginning with t).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;from now on, i wont quite be blogging. maybe twice a week, if you're lucky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-274343791650005089?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/274343791650005089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=274343791650005089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/274343791650005089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/274343791650005089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/02/sizzlers-are-taking-part-in-open-cat.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-5047245187383005110</id><published>2007-02-25T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T23:15:53.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i think i'm taking a liking to footie(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;baked peanut butter cupcakes with chocolate glaze. yumm. would'veliked to have frosted them instead, but bleagh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;CHURCH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;PUDONG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HOMEWORK W/ TAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;russ and dad are hollering at the telly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;arsenal VS chelsea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;walcott scored(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-5047245187383005110?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/5047245187383005110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=5047245187383005110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/5047245187383005110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/5047245187383005110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-think-im-taking-liking-to-footie.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-4553989992562448181</id><published>2007-02-24T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T00:13:49.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;chinky new year dinner at the tay's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:30;"&gt;he got wasted again, &lt;u&gt;what's new&lt;/u&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yeah. double l, wasted. again. everytime i'm at the tay's place, double l's there, and he's drunk. well, flushed red, at least. tonight was no different. think he was more wasted than normal. blame marc, peach bacardi breezers. &lt;strong&gt;i aint big on alcohol&lt;/strong&gt;. but well, i dont like peach anyway. &lt;em&gt;not that i'd actually guzzle it down even if i did.&lt;/em&gt; so yeah. &lt;u&gt;I'M A GOOD GIRL(:&lt;/u&gt; haha. the bottle cap's pretty. i like the colour. it's well, peach-coloured. HEH. &lt;em&gt;gee, i wonder why.&lt;/em&gt; alright, anywayy... the normal. adults'll just laugh hysterically and drink bottle after bottle of wine. russ, mel and all'll be camped in front of the computer, playing warcraft of counter strike. SOMETHING LIKE THAT. and well, zhen, marc and i just play cards. &lt;strong&gt;nothing new; nothing ever is.&lt;/strong&gt; I LOVE EDWARD!(: he's the dang cutest eight year old ever!!!(: yeahh. i love him. iggy, you lucky tard with the most adorable little brother ever! haha. YEA. &lt;strong&gt;edward's my best friend(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;EARLIER ON...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;training in the morn. 8, in school. it wasn't that bad. &lt;strong&gt;BIG, BIG NEWS!&lt;/strong&gt; it's official. tucking just aint my thangg. the whole roundoff backtuck thing never came "&lt;u&gt;naturally&lt;/u&gt;" to me. it's so forced, and well, foreign. FLIP FLIP FLIP!(: i like flipping. it's easy, and painless, and a smooth process. i like. i haven't done a backflip in almost a year, &lt;u&gt;it feels awesome knowing that i still can(:&lt;/u&gt; WE'LL SEE HOW IT GOES FOR NATIONALS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;backtuck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;backflip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;backflip+backtuck??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;DEFINITELY NOT THE LAST ONE. yeah. the only ones in our current squad who can like actually do that'll be clocks, and well, kail too, if you consider her as part of the team. &lt;em&gt;[technically, she's still in the team, just not doing nats. so yeah. kail's counted.]&lt;/em&gt; that's aobut it, like regarding training and all. yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:30;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I MISSED OUT ON ONE OF THE MOST IMPORTANT MOMENTS OF THE YEAR TODAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i'm majorly bummed out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;pu dong with mandy tay after churchh. yeahhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I LOVE, I LOVE, &lt;strong&gt;I LOVEE&lt;33&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-4553989992562448181?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/4553989992562448181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=4553989992562448181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/4553989992562448181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/4553989992562448181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/02/chinky-new-year-dinner-at-tays.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-7909292100086636966</id><published>2007-02-23T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:46:13.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i didn't post yesterday cause mum was ironing by this puddle of water &lt;em&gt;[why on earth she'd do that is competely beyond me]&lt;/em&gt; and well, you can probably guess what happened...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;just some stuff about yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:20;color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;u&gt;18th&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; BIRTHDAY DES!!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and well, i'd like to thank chins for the jelly-heart-in-a-cup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;moving on,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;IT'S OFFICIAL: i'm in love with Elinor Klivans. her cookbook things are amazing! YEAH. mandy got me one on cupcakes when she went to visit her marmen last year. &lt;strong&gt;THANKS BESTIE!!&lt;3&lt;/strong&gt; and well, partly out of sheer boredom, i picked it up and decided to read every single recipie that seemed mouth watering and delicious. &lt;u&gt;apparently, 90% of the recipes fall in that category of decadence&lt;/u&gt;. Elinor's much like Nigella, they're uncannily alike. both of them talk about cupcakes in such an expressive manner, though Elinor uses far less ostentatious vocabulary &lt;em&gt;(not that there's anything wrong with that, really)&lt;/em&gt;. their homely and informal writing style makes their cookbooks ever more delightful reads. &lt;strong&gt;I'M A REAL HAPPY SOUL(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:25;"&gt;"Nobody's ever made baking history with a scrawny cookie."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and that's why i want &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Big Fat Cookies by Elinor Klivans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; so badly. cause we all know, &lt;u&gt;i'm gonna make baking history&lt;/u&gt; :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034716738152180626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/Rd7oMsJGK5I/AAAAAAAAADA/wqAcjEojDro/s320/bigfatcookies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;all this talk about chocolate glaze, chocolate frosting, pale yellow goodness, crumbly vanilla shortcake in cupcake form, etc, makes me happy. i think just talking about chocolate and such delectable all-day food puts me at ease. i'm beginning to think that i have some strange connection with such things, like i'm able to communicate with them. &lt;u&gt;YES, I ENJOY COMMUNICATING WITH INANIMATE &amp; EDIBLE OBJECTS, JUST IN CASE YOU WERE WONDERING&lt;/u&gt;. but it's true. &lt;em&gt;as of now, i'm pretty darn certain this is what i'm meant to do with my life, and well, i'd love to claim that i'd make the world a far better place, and that cupcakes shall prevent and/or solve all wars, and that we'll live in a widespread realm of peace and euphoria. [no matter how much i love the word estacy, i've suddenly realised that it instils a fairly unnatural &amp;amp; eerie sensation.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;cupcakes and all other self-indulgent commodities shall reign supreme&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;* * *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ABOUT MY DAY,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;SCHOOL WAS BORING, I WAS TIRED. GEL WAS TIME WELL SPENT READING BAZAAR. MANDY AND JOANNA AND I CABBED TO HAATO, THE TAXI DUDE'S HEARING WAS IMPAIRED. HAD A WAFFLE. WENT TO GRAB SOME PIZZA (MOZZARELLA &amp;amp; SALAMI). WENT UP TO DO MATH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;EXERCISE 15.5, QUESTION 11 WAS SUCH A PAIN.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;there's training tomorrow. &lt;em&gt;oh! i can't wait...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-7909292100086636966?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/7909292100086636966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=7909292100086636966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/7909292100086636966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/7909292100086636966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-didnt-post-yesterday-cause-mum-was.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/Rd7oMsJGK5I/AAAAAAAAADA/wqAcjEojDro/s72-c/bigfatcookies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35582566.post-930950792405386466</id><published>2007-02-21T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:46:14.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;got the atom yesterday, it aint too shabby(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;----------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;here i am, once again, in the com lab. it's no surprise, we're having &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;ENGLISH&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. hmm... getting our short stories back. bleaghhh. i bet i'm gonna do real badly, like b4 or some nonsense grade like that. BLEAGH. how disgusting. &lt;em&gt;then again, we'll see...&lt;/em&gt; alright. so it aint that bad(: my normal grade. ELATION!(: &lt;strong&gt;DAH GOT AN M&amp;N PEN! &lt;/strong&gt;[i know it's meant to be M&amp;amp;Ms, &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;you poopie &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;head, but THAT'S WHAT IT SAYS!!!] haha. it's uber adorable. HAHA. miss tan's all excited about sonia. HAHA. oh son(: but yes. i figure that we all did relatively well(: &lt;strong&gt;kail and i got kinder buenos(:&lt;/strong&gt; YUMMY SHIZZLETS(: i like. i like. HAHA. but no. &lt;u&gt;i'm alright(:&lt;/u&gt; i shall let dah and jing indulge themselves(: hazelnutty yummyful goodies(: I LIKE. &lt;em&gt;to be honest, i was a tad worried, getting my short story thing back and all that, but i am rather pleased. when miss tan gave kail and i our essays back, she said sth about it being "heavy", and i was like shizzes. i bet i'm gonna do real badly. but yeah. turns out it was acutlaly heavy. like miss tan scotch taped kinder bueno to our essays. HAHA. yeahh. pleased, very very(:&lt;/em&gt; i can see jing from the corner of my eye, and she seems relatively content(: &lt;em&gt;hint hint. you get what i mean(:&lt;/em&gt; how amusing!! HAHA. alright. i'm talking to myself and i'm being all weird, but whatever. &lt;strong&gt;i think i'm cool and that's all that matters!!(:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;BOY, AM I ONE HECK OF A FOOLISH DISILLUSIONED CHILD OR WHAT?! hahahahaha&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;OH MY GOSH. DAH JUST SAID THAT EVERYTIME SHE LAUGHS, HER &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:16;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*beep!*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; HURTS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;go figure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i love my friends, they're so dang amusing(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mandy (andy)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; tay, i do not wish to be known as &lt;u&gt;oli&lt;/u&gt;, i really don't. haha. i just think it's cool. and yes, oli goodwill's got nice eyes. GREY AND SOMEWHAT GLISTENING(: anyway, yes. kahn. or is it khan? hmmm. HAHA. i have mongolian roots, i really do! and so does oli kahn! it's true, it's true. distant relatives and shizzes, cept that i've never met him before, but yeah. you get the idea.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;just read dah's essay. she's got the best grade in class. &lt;strong&gt;WHY AM I NOT SURPRISED?&lt;/strong&gt; haha. yes. it's dah. dah oh dah. her essay's immaculate. IT REALLY IS! woah dah. dah's vocab's like woah. gonna blow your mind. i dont quite wanna edit my essay. it's like once i've compelted my essay, i dont quite wanna edit it all that much, considering how i dont quite mind my current grade anyhow. yes. &lt;strong&gt;COMPLACENCY,&lt;/strong&gt; even if it may just be a bit. but whatever. i have no mood to write. and well, writing's all about how you feel, and whether you wanna write right? SO YEAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I KEEP GETTING SCRATCHED! HOW EEYERHH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;KAIL'S STORY'S &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:25;"&gt;sensual&amp;sexy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, SO I'M GOING TO READ IT. IT'S GOOD, IT REALLY IS. SOMEWHAT EXCITING, IT'S TRUE. HMM... THEY'RE FUNKY DORY!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;kail amuses me greatly, she's such a daft child. finally, she's revealled her "&lt;u&gt;inner vader&lt;/u&gt;". HAHA. &lt;em&gt;i bet you aint that slow, and that you can put together the pieces of the puzzle.&lt;/em&gt; HAHAHAHAHAHA. yes. kail was like, &lt;strong&gt;"are you a cat too?"&lt;/strong&gt; so funny. OH KAIL, OH KAIL, OH KAIL. jing and dah are talking bags again. ooh! finally! some intellectual conversation!!! HAHA. it's fun. &lt;strong&gt;i love english lessons&lt;/strong&gt;, finally, a proper way to waste time. well, mrs tan'll tell us to study chem. yes. we have to study chem round the clock, whenever we can. just looking at it'll do. HAHA. yes. she's a tad odd. reminds me of peter-what's-his-name. he's that sports pyscho dude that used to teach us last time, like before emily? YEAH. that chapp. IT'S OFFICIAL, JING'S MUMMY'S SO CUTEEE! haha. yeah. &lt;u&gt;not that i've ever met her before, but she seems adorable&lt;/u&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;IT'S ALRIGHT GENIA! FRET NOT, FRET NOT!!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;iie lurbch eauu, m0i behbexx&lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we're all rebels.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; i feel the &lt;u&gt;NEED&lt;/u&gt; to get a new camera and post pretty photos. yes. i want a nice onee. like the ixus 900 thangg. or whatever. canon. always canon. IT'S EASY TO USE(: cept the ixus 800 that my aunt has, that aint very user friendly. i dont like the dial thing. that you spin round and round and round or whatever. EEYERH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;kail's gonna update the sizzler's blog, yes she is!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;kail told me that yami at scott's is gonee. EEYERHH. how annoying. but it's alright. we'll have yami at meridian (or wherever that place is!) YEAH. i love yami. yumyumm. yummehhhh. HAHA. yes, it's yummy. kail's telling me sth about blue and pink / pink and blue fro-yo or shizzles. YEAH. sounds good. but i'll have to see. I WANT FRIED ICE CREAM SO DARN BADLY! uhh huh. but no, i'm gonna make my own fried ice cream. &lt;strong&gt;oh yeah babyy! bring on the ben&amp;amp;jerry's &lt;u&gt;chocolate chip cookie dough&lt;/u&gt; ice cream!!!! :D&lt;/strong&gt; oh yeahhh. that's so like the best darn thing ever!!! &lt;em&gt;there's something wrong with the sizzlers thangg on blogger, we can't open it. oh well, WE TRIED. well, kail tried, not me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"&gt;i have fifteen minutes more to like blog and waste time rambling on and on about nothing in particular. goody goody(: &lt;strong&gt;miss kek demands that we get back to class by 1230, and that miss tan has to let us off early.&lt;/strong&gt; hmm.. OH MISS KEK, YOU'RE DEMANDING! haha. yes. but it's for our own good. heh. or so it seems. EVERYTHING'S A FACADE. gawk. i'm so beyond bored out of my dim-witted mind! wheee. i'm happy. happy happy happy. I WANNA BE PRETTY. &lt;u&gt;I AM SO HIGH!&lt;/u&gt; jing's talking about some motorcycle bag and something else. she's so adorable. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;i loooveeee my classmates&lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; groupies++ especially!! uh huh. sexy sexy ya'll. [&lt;em&gt;why do i have this nagging pain at the back of my mind telling me that i spelt it wrongly?&lt;/em&gt;] OH WHATEVER. jing loves us, yes, she love us immensely(: WE AINT IMMATURE. WOOT!! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;dah's gone all gnarly on me(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;WEE JING SHAN BETTER NOT GET HOME SCHOOLED, CAUSE I'M GOING TO BE BORED OUTTA MY WIT DOWN HERE. AND WELL, I'D WANNA LAY AT HOME ALL DAYY! I'LL GET FAT, BUT IT'S ALRIGHT(: &lt;em&gt;who am i kidding...&lt;/em&gt; but i'll miss her!!!! &lt;strong&gt;she aint anyway(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;----------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033837687195708290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/RdvItMJGK4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/CB-9lmogkkI/s320/Dance,%2BDance.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;stace and sher, i love your designn!! how pretty. i like i like i likeee. anyway, yeah. dance dance. &lt;u&gt;i aint exactly publicising it&lt;/u&gt;, just love the design thangg uber much muchhh. yeah. &lt;em&gt;like oh my, what's up with me? i'm typing all weird and like ewww. yeahhh.&lt;/em&gt; ANYWAY, go for dance dance, casue well, you should. it's rather dumb-ish, &lt;strong&gt;BUT IT'S FOR A GOOD CASUE!!!&lt;/strong&gt; it really is!! so yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;do your thangg honey&lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-930950792405386466?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/930950792405386466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=930950792405386466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/930950792405386466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/930950792405386466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/02/got-atom-yesterday-it-aint-too-shabby.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/RdvItMJGK4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/CB-9lmogkkI/s72-c/Dance,%2BDance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35582566.post-8128633565090537593</id><published>2007-02-20T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T16:06:52.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you have no idea how grateful i am that i dont take bio or mep.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;oh son, you poor dear, i pity you. &lt;u&gt;NO HYPERVENTILATING, YAHH?&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i can't wait!!! &lt;strong&gt;mum's gone to buy my atom(:&lt;/strong&gt; YAY ME!(: hehh. yes. well, i'd be even more stoked if i could get my iphone like in june this year, but naw. no such luck. i'm rather content anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;was at mandy's place earlier today. like their CIP with oldies thangg got cancelled. cause well, &lt;strong&gt;ACTUALLY&lt;/strong&gt;, it was never really confirmed to begin with. yeah. like mrs chen apparently &lt;em&gt;forgot&lt;/em&gt; to tell dawn that it was cancelled or sth. till like well, 9 plus this morning. OH YOU POOR SOULS! yes. like people like selby. dangg. well, cause she came early to meet mandy and i. so yeah. she kinda had to go homee. &lt;u&gt;what a waste of her time&lt;/u&gt;. as in, yeah. going all the way to guthrie. NOT THAT SPENDING TIME WITH HER FELLOW RHINOS (MINUS HYUNG) IS A WASTE OF TIME. now that we have that down, i shall carry on and talk about more well, "&lt;strong&gt;important&lt;/strong&gt;" things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#fd016c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:30;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;cause we all know *&lt;u&gt;hinting makes the world go round&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;HAHA. it's so true. that's mainly how mandy and i spent the time over at her place. &lt;strong&gt;DISGUSTING, I KNOW.&lt;/strong&gt; how horrid and mortifying. if anyone actually finds out what hinting is, i'm beyond SCREWED. haha. naw. it aint even that big of a deal, just a tad embarrassing. haha. so yeah. that's really how i spent my morning. and yes, 2pm's considered "morning". i wake up late. yes. i do. well, tay &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;SHOULD&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; be over in a bit. well, apparently, those people at her place are very late. and well, partly cause it's raining and all that. hmm... we'll see, &lt;em&gt;whether she actually comes over or not&lt;/em&gt;. OH WHATEVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i needa Pee&amp;See.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[perm&amp;amp;com, for those who were wondering]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;danged amath test tomorrow, i'm not looking forward to it. my insane motivation and drive have dissipated and well, there's nothing much more to do than to hope and pray that i'll do well. HEH. yeah right. how on earth,. &lt;em&gt;more like in the entire universe&lt;/em&gt;, would i even contemplate allowing my future and well-being to hang by that thin lil thread. just letting me wing it, and hoping that i'll get that pot of gold at the end of the rainbow? NO CHANCE I'LL LET THAT HAPPEN. it's too important to risk. &lt;em&gt;just thinking about it makes me shudder&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;taddah!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;my motivational talk always works(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;okay, more like the realism of the situation does actually freak me out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;WHY ON EARTH MUST WE HAVE SCHOOL TOMORROW?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;FREAK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND: #000000;font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#fd016c;"  &gt;wear them gold and diamonds rings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND: #000000;font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#fd016c;"  &gt;all them things don't mean a thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND: #000000;font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#fd016c;"  &gt;chaperons and limousines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND: #000000;font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#fd016c;"  &gt;shopping for expensive things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-8128633565090537593?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/8128633565090537593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=8128633565090537593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/8128633565090537593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/8128633565090537593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/02/you-have-no-idea-how-grateful-i-am-that.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-5830996959080146979</id><published>2007-02-19T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T23:58:19.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;second day of chinese new year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I WENT WALKING IN BOTANIC GARDENS WITH MY AUNT AND RACHAEL. THERE WERE MANY ANTS IN MY SHOE. EEYERHH! THANK GOODNESS MANDY SENT ME HAPPYFUL TEXT MESSAGES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:30;"&gt;i love you, bestie!!!&lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW HAPPY THEY MAKE ME. HAHA. HIDEOUS AMOUNTS OF EUPHORIA AND ESTACY. OH GOSH. LIKE HONESTLY. IT WAS BEYOND HILARIOUS AND BEYOND COOL. HEH. ALRGHT. IT AINT THAT COOL, BUT YEAH, YOU GET THE IDEA. AWESOME SHIZZES(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;brekkie tmr morning with rhinos (minus hyung). I CANT WAIT!!(: coffeebean. it's been a while since i was last there. (feb 15th) HEH. not that long ago(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;obese and oily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-5830996959080146979?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/5830996959080146979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=5830996959080146979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/5830996959080146979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/5830996959080146979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/02/second-day-of-chinese-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-493551248048812216</id><published>2007-02-18T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T12:26:44.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;chinese new year's here. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;JOY!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[note: there is some underlying sarcasm here.]&lt;/em&gt; there are like a million and one reasons why i detest this "season". alright. mayve i'm exaggerating, i dont detest chinese new year. the only reason why i like it somewhat is the cash. yeah. &lt;strong&gt;shallow, but WHATEVER&lt;/strong&gt;. my family's strange. and well yeah. rachael and debbie aint even here, so i've got no one to hang with. &lt;em&gt;OH, BRING ON THE BOREDOM&lt;/em&gt;. my other cousins aint very interesting characters, sorry to say. &lt;strong&gt;i shall refrain from being horrid and nasty here.&lt;/strong&gt; cause well, they are family, after all. &lt;em&gt;though they're like a million times removed, we're still related.&lt;/em&gt; half-distant-distant cousins or some shizzles along those lines. whatever. too lazy to even try to recall how we're somewhat related. EEYERHH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;rather amusingly so, my bro and i are just well, too obsessed with our computers to give a crap about what's going on around. &lt;strong&gt;we're OBLIVIOUS&lt;/strong&gt;. it's true. russ just sits there and plays cs, while i blog a bout how much i wish i had something better to do than watch my cousins play some lord of the rings game thangg on xbox.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:25;color:#fe02a8;"&gt;bring out the drag queen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-493551248048812216?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/493551248048812216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=493551248048812216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/493551248048812216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/493551248048812216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/02/chinese-new-years-here.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-2042272090097003798</id><published>2007-02-17T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T23:11:03.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:30;"&gt;theo walcott&lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;pretty fly english guy(: HAHA. &lt;em&gt;ooh, that rhymes!!(:&lt;/em&gt; oh whatever. yes. &lt;strong&gt;anyway,&lt;/strong&gt; how i wound up watching soccer tonight is beyond me. &lt;em&gt;maybe it's the fact that arsenal does play &lt;u&gt;rather entertaining&lt;/u&gt; footie&lt;/em&gt;. yupp! to be honest, it aint half bad(: HAHA. &lt;u&gt;i think dad and russ have MANIPULATED me beyond my wit though&lt;/u&gt;(: haha. but yes. footie footie footie. I LOEWE THE NAME THEO(: &lt;em&gt;it's got a nice ring to it, ayee? &lt;/em&gt;he aint too shabby a player either. ooh, how fly(: &lt;em&gt;melanie slade, you lucky lucky girl(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:25;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i woke up at 6am today&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;that's earlier than i would on a school day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;yes. i woke up terribly early to run to barker. YES. well, &lt;strong&gt;chancery&lt;/strong&gt;, to be more precise. mandy, thingONE and i had this awesome plan to like run into clock's room and just watch her shut her alarm off and hover over going, &lt;em&gt;"oh my bod, what's up with that girl?&lt;/em&gt;" haha. yeah. BUT NO SUCH LUCK. &lt;u&gt;rather complex, &lt;strong&gt;and somewhat private,&lt;/strong&gt; matter.&lt;/u&gt; shant go into the details. so yeah. we just waited for her at the carpark. and bo &lt;em&gt;[HAHAHA! that looks so darn funny(:]&lt;/em&gt; dropped us off at school for training. like seriously, my jacket was soaked through and through with sweat. &lt;strong&gt;HOW GNARLY IS THAT?!&lt;/strong&gt; rather disgusting. and after like 2 hours of training, it was still super damp. &lt;em&gt;ewww!&lt;/em&gt; yes. i'm rather appalled that i actualy perspire that much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;anyway, training was RATHER PRODUCTIVE, i guess. yeah. poor poopsiee got kicked in the face. &lt;em&gt;this time by xueqi&lt;/em&gt;. yeah. she's been getting beat up real bad recently, &lt;strong&gt;poor dearr&lt;/strong&gt;. but yes. that whole xueqi thing is actually my fault. kinda lost grip of her shoe and well, yeah. you kinda get the idea. training today would've been far more productive for my group if kerry was here. &lt;strong&gt;NO SUCH LUCK&lt;/strong&gt;. that girl's in malaysia, having reunion dinner and well. some soup/porridge that never finishes, or something like that. &lt;em&gt;rather peculiar and morbidly amusing&lt;/em&gt;. but yeah, i guess we kinda got a whole lot done. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;I GUESS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;after training, went to cuppage to get russ's new phone. APPARENTLY, i was meant to get a new phone too. &lt;em&gt;why on earth would i do that?&lt;/em&gt; shrugg. mum says it's cause my phone doesnt work. so i might as well get a new one, even though i'm getting the iphone in '08. &lt;strong&gt;shrugg.&lt;/strong&gt; my mum's a tad odd, &lt;em&gt;if you haven't already noticed&lt;/em&gt;. so yeah. anyway, &lt;u&gt;I DIDN'T GET A NEW PHONE&lt;/u&gt;. i guess i'm kinda eyeing the &lt;strong&gt;O2 ATOM&lt;/strong&gt;. yeah. it's kinda pretty, i guess? and well, the only reason i'm getting a PDA thangg is cause well, then dad can like have it when i get my iphone. yeah. no point getting a phone no one's gonna use. we already have like 3 or 4 extra phones in the house. they kinda just lie around and do nothing. &lt;em&gt;2 of them have like gone lost or something, or are with some anonymous stranger and i'll never see them again, not that i care anyway&lt;/em&gt;. so yeah. that's about it. TOOK FOREVER AT CUPPAGE. and well, i wanted yami, but the danged food court wasn't open. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;WHAT A DRAG.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; so yeah. kinda just had lunch at some random prata place. had a plain prata and half a portion of maggie goreng. YEAH. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;how disgustingly sinful!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; EEYERHHH! &lt;em&gt;i needa eat PROPER FOOD.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so yeah, after that, i was totally pooped from waking up at 6. so, being the smart arse that i am, &lt;em&gt;[how terribly egoistic/lame of me]&lt;/em&gt;, i took a nap. maybe it wasn't such a wise decision. i was woken up to mum hollering my name, telling me that we'll be leaving in 15minutes. &lt;em&gt;LIKE OH MY BOD&lt;/em&gt;. she was furious. &lt;u&gt;the reason behind that is totally beyond me, and i have no interest in finding out why&lt;/u&gt;. so yeah. anyway, went down to bedok south, to my uncle's place for dinner. &lt;strong&gt;I'M OFFICIALLY SICK OF SALMON&lt;/strong&gt;. i probably ate enough to last me a lifetime. enough being, &lt;u&gt;about half a fishh?&lt;/u&gt; YEAH. I'M CONVINCED I ATE THAT MUCH. i mean, we bought a whole fish, and i ate at least half of what was served. cause well, i just dont like scallops, sotong, and whatever else that was served. no "&lt;em&gt;yu sheng&lt;/em&gt;" thangg for me, thank you. totally pigged out on that sugary cuttlefish thing. IT'S SO YUMMY!(: i feel kinda grossed out now though. i think the feeling of fullness and well, that you're going to explode has finally hit me, after all these hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i'm bloated and sleepy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-2042272090097003798?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/2042272090097003798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=2042272090097003798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/2042272090097003798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/2042272090097003798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/02/theo-walcott33-pretty-fly-english-guy.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-8315449491450172154</id><published>2007-02-16T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T20:46:22.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;oh no! i was gonna type something, but forgot what it was! OH NO! anyway, &lt;strong&gt;CARROT NOW USES FACE BOOK&lt;/strong&gt;. blame jason liu. yeah. oh well, he's convinced that it'll be the next thing to smack asia in the face, &lt;u&gt;OR SOMETHING ALONG THOSE LINES&lt;/u&gt;. haha. yeah.&lt;em&gt; what a strange fella(:&lt;/em&gt; lalalala... &lt;em&gt;[that was so darn random, i haven't blogged something like that in foreverr.]&lt;/em&gt; so yeah. well, today has been a very unproductive day. YEAH. bleaghh. HOW GNARLY. as in, yeah. went to like holland v with thingONE for ya kun, &lt;em&gt;as usual&lt;/em&gt;, then we well, kinda went upstairs and browsed around with mandy. &lt;strong&gt;DANG THEM ROCK &amp;amp; REPUBLIC JEANS!&lt;/strong&gt; they're so darn prettyful. i want them pinkish-crowny ones. YEAH. no fairr!! but well, whatever. they're long ,well, not too long. i shall have to check them out. &lt;strong&gt;i wanna go shopping tomorrow!!!(:&lt;/strong&gt; YES. hmm... i shall ask mum. like if she's fre. &lt;u&gt;HOPEFULLY, SHE'LL BE FREE(:&lt;/u&gt; we're going for dinner at my uncle's place tomorrow, you see. well, yeah. they'll be away during cheena new yar. i bet they're going golfing or something. &lt;em&gt;my aunt and uncle are such golf-addicts, haha.&lt;/em&gt; yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;MISS JOANNA LAM HAS FALLEN ASLEEP ON MY PRETTYFUL YELLOW SOFA, I HOPE SHE DOESN'T DROOL :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;oh my! like facebook is so sloww. as in, like uploading photos and stuff. but yeah, &lt;em&gt;it's way better than friendster.&lt;/em&gt; TO ALL YOU PEOPLE, USE FACEBOOK(: haha. yeah. well, &lt;u&gt;i think that's going to make jason's words some sorta "reality".&lt;/u&gt; THAT WAS SUCH A DUMB THING TO SAY. heh. well, it's caroline here, what do you expect? haha. &lt;em&gt;yes, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;ONE SHOULD EXPECT STRANGE THINGS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, i mean, who blogs about themselves in the third person? haha.&lt;/em&gt; OH WHATEVER. who cares anyhow? &lt;strong&gt;i'm officially wasting my day away.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;IT'S NOT ALL GOOD. IT'S ALL BADD! study study study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my life's officially somewhat ruined anyway. &lt;strong&gt;PHYSICS SPA.&lt;/strong&gt; like oh my gawkk! i dont even know what to say, or where to start. cept that well, i'm going to do so badly! i blame the fact that my math is so badd. as in, i was totally oblivious to the fact that when you say &lt;strong&gt;y=mx+c&lt;/strong&gt;, the "c" thing is actually the y intercept. I MEAN, HOW COME I DONT KNOW THAT?! i think it just slipped my mind. of all times, why not during amath or something instead?! WHY PHYSICS, WHY WHY &lt;strong&gt;WHY&lt;/strong&gt;?! that's so darned unfair. argh. curse it all. &lt;strong&gt;i can kiss my beloved, and much coveted, A1 goodbye.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;so long, my dear friend, i'm going to need you so badly later on.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'M SLEEPY. gonna nap(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:22;"&gt;i'm so stoked about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;TOMORROW, &lt;em&gt;FOR ALL THE RIGHT REASONS&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;CNY THANG ON THE 24TH, &lt;em&gt;AMONG OTHER THINGS.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;10TH JULY, &lt;em&gt;GROUPIE BDAY THANGG&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;13TH &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;JULY, &lt;em&gt;SA AND MY BIRTHDAY(:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;edit.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, what i wanted to say earlier on in the day but forgot was that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:20;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I GOT MY FIRST HONGBAO TODAY!!!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;it was &lt;u&gt;empty&lt;/u&gt;, but it's alright(:&lt;/em&gt; HAHA. &lt;strong&gt;son's so sweet&lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-8315449491450172154?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/8315449491450172154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=8315449491450172154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/8315449491450172154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/8315449491450172154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/02/oh-no-i-was-gonna-type-something-but.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-7361373534695383291</id><published>2007-02-15T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T22:16:37.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;_ _ _ (_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _) _ _ _ _ never disappoint&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;YUPP! today was a good day. it's been quite a while since i last saw sa, damian and mike. yeahh. &lt;strong&gt;i dont feel like blogging&lt;/strong&gt;. SA AND I WERE AT GUTHRIE HOUSE FOR LIKE &lt;u&gt;FIVE HOURS&lt;/u&gt; TODAY!! haha. yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;got chinese&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;eeyerhh. hopefully, i'll finish it before cheena new year. yupp! come visit me!(: i feel somewhat accomplished(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;toodles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND: #ffcc00;font-family:georgia;font-size:20;"  &gt;so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND: #ffcc00;font-family:georgia;font-size:20;"  &gt;how's school?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND: #ffcc00;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:20;"  &gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-7361373534695383291?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/7361373534695383291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=7361373534695383291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/7361373534695383291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/7361373534695383291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/02/never-disappoint3-yupp-today-was-good.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-600458390015459627</id><published>2007-02-14T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T23:13:19.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND: #ff0000;font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"   &gt;happy valentine's day!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'VE BEEN SO BUSY THAT I'VE GOT NO TIME TO BLOG. SERIOUSLY, I AINT EVEN SPENDING ALL MY TIME STUDYING. OH NO. THIS IS BAD, VERY BAD. THE DAYS ARE TOO SHORT, AND WELL, YEAHH. I'M BEING UNDERPRODUCTIVE. IT'S ALRIGHT, TOMORROW'LL HOPEFULLY MAKE UP FOR IT. &lt;em&gt;THEN AGAIN, WHO AM I KIDDING, IT'S DAMIAN, SA AND MIKE.&lt;/em&gt; HEHH. OH WELL, I'LL HAVE TO MAKE DO, MY LIFE'S AT STAKE HERE, YUPP! I'M GOING TO BE PRODUCTIVE, I HAVE TO. NO OTHER CHOICE. UH HUHH! I'M ALREADY AHEAD FOR MATH, SO YES. THAT MEANS THAT DURING MATH I CAN SPEND MY TIME REVISING FOR PHYSICS SPA ON FRIDAY! JOY! YES, I'M RATHER WORRIED NOW. AND TO THINK THAT I WAS EVER SO CONFIDENT ON MONDAY, HOW INSANE WAS I?! NAW, &lt;u&gt;NOT INSANE, JUST DISILLUSIONED&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;em&gt;I SEEM TO USE THAT WORD VERY FREQUENTLY NOW, RATHER AMUSING, TO BE FRANK.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;alright. today, english class, wrote a short story. &lt;em&gt;just for the record&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i hate short stories and the chances of me writing them for any exam are well, virtually non-existant&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so yes. as usual, i chose the topic no one ever writes about, casue well, it's seemingly boring and rather horrendous. CATS. alright, for once, i chose the topic only cause i had no other things to write about. and that well, it's nice choosing the questions that no one ever does, then you have no one totally awesome to compare with. so yes, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;it does have its advantages&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i love school, yes i do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i love school, you should too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;[the rhyme that works for everything and anything, including HinTs!!(:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-600458390015459627?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/600458390015459627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=600458390015459627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/600458390015459627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/600458390015459627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-valentines-day-ive-been-so-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-3467545261594477426</id><published>2007-02-11T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T21:19:26.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:30;"&gt;"friendships are like circles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:30;"&gt;they never stop.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;richard said that, TOO TRUE(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;edit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;anyway, yes. after church, kinda hung around a bit with wise, vicky and marian. then well, mandy finally came and we headed off to the kindy blocks. YES, &lt;strong&gt;RYAN'S SO CUTE!!(:&lt;/strong&gt; haha. and he's so terribly outgoing for his age. awww. HE'S SUCH A P.I.M.P(: haha. yeah. so we helped them lil kids like make these funky oranges. heh. they're made outta some "&lt;em&gt;sock-netting-thangg&lt;/em&gt;" i have no idea what on earth it is, but you supposedly &lt;em&gt;roll it up like a sock&lt;/em&gt; and poof! HAHA. yeah. rather amusing lil things. yupp! after church, went for lunch with auntie cin and mandy. FOOD WAS GOOD GOOD(: yes. i like. &lt;strong&gt;i overate again&lt;/strong&gt;. how gnarly. EEYERHH. haha. but yes, then we went back to the tay's and kinda bummed about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;MANDY AND I HinTED SO DARN BADDDD!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;KINDA FORGOT TO STUDY/DO OUR WORK&lt;strong&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;how bad of us! really. but well, too distracting. and well, laughing and talking about shizzes sure is way more fun than school!(: HAHA. but yes, through school, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;ALL MY WISHES AND DREAMS SHALL COME TRUE!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; yupp! it's the only thing that'll make the world go round(: i cant wait. i'm pretty psyched, &lt;u&gt;assming that i do awesomely well&lt;/u&gt;. i'm excited!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so yes, we took forever to walk out to the bus stop, about like 20 to 25 minutes! yeah. seriously, desperately hinting throughout the whole darned bus ride to heeren(: I CANT HELP IT, &lt;u&gt;it's a natural reaction!&lt;/u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;I'D CALL IT HUMAN NATURE, IF I COULD.&lt;/strong&gt; yeah. and well, i think i was laughing rather loudly, cause well, some chap turned and gave me this odd glance. &lt;em&gt;but it's alright, think what you want of me(:&lt;/em&gt; i'm all too free spirited to care. and yes, feasable! it really is! MANDY'S OBSESSION WITH &lt;u&gt;WANTING TO EMBARRASS HERSELF&lt;/u&gt; IS SO DARN WERID!! haha. well, what can i say, &lt;strong&gt;it's an obsession(: &lt;/strong&gt;so well, we went to exchange mandy's bon jovi tee for one of a bigger size, and well, popped into the limited ed vault to check out them kingston and new york shoes. yeah. hoenstly, THEY LIE TO YOU! the stuff in the limited ed vault aint limited edition! HAHA. as in, they are all over canada and what's it. yeah. OH WELL, we're just sad over here in asia, so they're carelessly deemed "&lt;em&gt;limited ed&lt;/em&gt;". oh well, not that i care much for such matters anyway. &lt;strong&gt;I THINK MANDY AND I WALK REAL SLOWLY!&lt;/strong&gt; took us forever to get to the yami place, and well, yongs kinda waited for like 10 minutes! SORRY YONGS!! yeah. and well, i had like 2 medium yamis with sultanas(: I LIKE I LIKE. and well, i got like 5 stamps. WHOO! by the time nationals swings by, i can get my free medium yoghurt. HAHA. &lt;strong&gt;gee whiz, A MEDIUM, how fun.&lt;/strong&gt; HAHA. &lt;em&gt;note the sarcasm&lt;/em&gt;. but since we're going to eat that much anyway, might as well take advantage of the fact that i can get a free medium sized fro-yo right? YES, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;I'M RIGHT(:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#fd01a7;"&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND: #000000;font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:30;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;ARNOLD SCHWARZENIGGER,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND: #000000;font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:30;"  &gt;OH MY BOD!!!!&lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND: #000000;font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"   &gt;how terribly amusing :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;walked to plaza sing and well, kinda tried to figure out how to get to SMU. the 3 of us daft souls decided that we should ask the dude in the mrt control station. so yeah, we went there and kinda waited for tad. cause there was this lady who was complaining about how she was ignored and shizzes. &lt;em&gt;honestly, i kinda agree with her, like she did call a couple of times and the guy just kept serving people at the other counter who like came after her&lt;/em&gt;. so yeah. &lt;strong&gt;anyway, we figured out how to like walk to SMU, so we just walked.&lt;/strong&gt; the whole breakdancing thing was a little well, shoddy. AS IN, totally not what we anticipated. so anyway, we just like went in, and then were like &lt;em&gt;WHAT IS THIS?&lt;/em&gt; then we like walked out and asked for a refund. &lt;strong&gt;the dude was nice enough to like give us a refund&lt;/strong&gt;. so yes, &lt;u&gt;we returned to plaza sing content(:&lt;/u&gt; decided to settle down at gelare for a waffle(: NICE NICE! mandy and i kinda split a waffle with 2 scoops of ice cream(: YUMMYYY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;TAY'S PUTTING EPISODES FROM SEASON THREE OF GREY'S ANATOMY IN MY IPOD!!!!&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;HOME:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;CHEM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;PHYSICS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;GEOG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;uh huhh!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;this looks like it's gonna be another late night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-3467545261594477426?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/3467545261594477426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=3467545261594477426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/3467545261594477426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/3467545261594477426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/02/friendships-are-like-circles-they-never.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-1494252418937245682</id><published>2007-02-10T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T21:59:16.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;this seems to be a recurring incident.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and it bothers me. it's a &lt;u&gt;HABIT&lt;/u&gt; for me to eat till i wanna puke. HOW MESSED UP AND DISGUSTING IS THAT? i honestly hate myself. i think that i've got major issues and that i should well, "become anorexic." maybe then i'll actually eat like a normal person. LIKE EWW. *&lt;em&gt;puke&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;anyway, today's training was good. productive and well, yeah. alright, so i didnt walk to thing's place. woke up late, and well, she wanted to meet earlier. so yeah. ran to the bus stop, &lt;em&gt;which aint that far away&lt;/em&gt;, and then bussed down to holland v. walk/ran to kap and had hotcakes. YUMM. good things, yes. good things. then well yeah. &lt;strong&gt;i'm terribly happy that i'm doing the tossing now&lt;/strong&gt;. for rountine (&lt;em&gt;HAHAHA. OH MY, DION!&lt;/em&gt;) two. yeah. so yeah. i guess everything'll work out for the better, and well, we'll all suffer less, and i'd get sexy legs. heh. YEAH RIGHT. no chance of going all xueqi(: HAHA. aww, thingtwo, you're so hilarious. &lt;u&gt;LOCK YOUR ARMS, CHILD!!!&lt;/u&gt; yeah. &lt;strong&gt;BUT OVERALL, TRAINING WAS GOOD.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;WENT TO CANELE FOR LUNCH. like oh my! the salmon crepe thingy was so good! and it's like it aint even all that expensive or shizzes. yeah. HAD SOME CAFE NOIX THINGY. yeah, like it's coffee and nuts. so good(: but as in, i could live without, but it's nice. I TOTALLY PREFER CHEESECAKES. &lt;strong&gt;love the ones from nydc.&lt;/strong&gt; THEY'RE THE BEST! not by a whole lot, but the chocolate mousse(sp?) thing's real delicious!! after canele, went to town, got mandy's stuff. then well, went to calvin's for dinner. YEAH. &lt;u&gt;oh the joy of yam cakes.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;em&gt;ughhh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;it's late, and i'm going to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;START&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; my chinese homework, i better get SOMETHING done today. &lt;strong&gt;i only intend on sleeping for 4 hours(:&lt;/strong&gt; why? &lt;u&gt;YOU'D FIGURE OUT SOON(:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;oh yes. xueqi punched my mouth today, so i've got this gnarly cut on the inside of my lip. &lt;u&gt;the joy of wearing braces&lt;/u&gt;. yupp. and i'd like to add that it's terribly annoying and that i'm in pain. prrffft. oh how i love that feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(:HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;bev's got me hooked on &lt;u&gt;i love you so&lt;/u&gt; by &lt;u&gt;natalie&lt;/u&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-1494252418937245682?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/1494252418937245682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=1494252418937245682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/1494252418937245682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/1494252418937245682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/02/this-seems-to-be-recurring-incident.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-4763553009374456433</id><published>2007-02-09T11:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T12:01:54.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;ladiddahh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;we're having lit. and i'm so bored. BEV JUST KEEPS SAYING "YARRH". haha. oh bev, &lt;em&gt;you amuse me greatly!!!&lt;/em&gt; heh. we're so unprepared! "WE" being &lt;u&gt;dah, jing, kree and i&lt;/u&gt;. we're so dead. I THINK EVERYONE ELSE ACTUALLY PREPARED, AND WELL, we didnt. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;JING'S BRIGHT IDEA.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; heh. she's looking over my shoulder now, I BET WE'RE GOING TO DIE. but oh well. jing and i were browsing victoria's secret. UH HUH. they ahve prettyful stuff. i quite like, and honestly, &lt;em&gt;it's cheap.&lt;/em&gt; well, provided that there aint like an insane amount of shipping costs. BLEAGH. oh well... we'll have to see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;OH! WE'RE DONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;like oh gosh! kree sat down and was all, &lt;em&gt;"i think we did quite well(:&lt;/em&gt;" LIKE OH MY KRYS!!! we're going to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;FAIL!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; fail i tell you! but well, WHO CARES ANYWAY. haha. &lt;em&gt;if anything, i blame &lt;u&gt;JING&lt;/u&gt;(:&lt;/em&gt; haha. naww, i'd never do that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;anyway, we're like hanging about, at the abercrombie site, looking at prettyful stuff. ADORABLE GREEN SHORTS. yeah. &lt;strong&gt;anyway,&lt;/strong&gt; im' still so jealous of my bro. prrffft. SUNNIES SUNNIES SUNNIES!!! fun. &lt;em&gt;how unfair.&lt;/em&gt; but sure. JING'S TALKING ABOUT CONDOMS. heh. something along the lines of "&lt;em&gt;you have to use condoms because...&lt;/em&gt;" OH JING. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i'll blog when i get home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;edit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:20;"&gt;mandy's so sexy-ful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:20;"&gt;hyung's so "to the left".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:20;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;O level results today, drama-mama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;TONIGHT WAS SUCH GOOD FUN!!!(: it's been forever since i last had laksa or prata. BUT YEAH. &lt;em&gt;how sinful!&lt;/em&gt; it's alright. really. tomorrow's run shall more than make up for it. JOY! i'm real stoked!!!(: we talked about the same things that we always do. AND IT WAS SO BEYOND HILARIOUS!!!(: how amusing, really! i love times like this. talking as loud as we wanna, cause well, no one gives a crap. HAHA. kinda amusing, really. YEAH. i love my rhinos, I REALLY DO! &lt;strong&gt;too bad selbs couldn't join us.&lt;/strong&gt; she kinda seems to be a tad MIA all too often. oh poo you selbs!! HAHA. but it's alright, i love you all the same. yes, i do(: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;I QUITE MISS SEC2!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; liany and mandy having multiple dates with miss or. HEH. [&lt;em&gt;speaking of miss or, we saw her today, she walked past the prata place. uh huh.&lt;/em&gt;] anywayyy... yes, secondary two in mg was good. &lt;u&gt;i liked that period of time&lt;/u&gt;. i remember thinking that ama, liyana and all were crazy! counting down the days to finals and it was &lt;u&gt;only JUNE!&lt;/u&gt; i remember. haha. HILARIOUS. but yeah. they're just too darn smart for their own good, but it's alright. &lt;strong&gt;i'll figure out how to cope(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND: #ff00a8;font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:25;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;EN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;once again, &lt;u&gt;i love you&lt;/u&gt;! HAHA. seriously, you make me so high. ALL THE TIME! &lt;strong&gt;and se too!&lt;/strong&gt; like today, at the Singapore Discovery Centre, i was smiling and laughing so bad i couldn't take it. AND HOENSLTY, i was too crazy! &lt;u&gt;and for no reason at all!!!&lt;/u&gt; haha. I THINK I'M GOING INSANE. &lt;strong&gt;totally losing my sanity here!&lt;/strong&gt; but it's all &lt;u&gt;FOR A GOOD CAUSE!&lt;/u&gt; hahaha. yeah right. it's alright, i'll have to make do. en's so brilliant! cept that she uses her genius for evil and not good. haha. yeah. she wastes her brain power coming up with these awesome ideas when she oughta be studying! but it's alright. i appreciate en, and everything she's said to me! haha. YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW HAPPY SHE MAKES ME!!(: &lt;em&gt;much lovee dearest!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;like oh my gosh, i think i'm losing my mind(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;TOMORROW'S ALL PLANNED OUT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;walk to thing's, run to kap with thing, have macs for brekkie with thing, train, go home and shower, go to canele for "lunch" with dad, get mandy's presents in town, have dinner with mum and russ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;that's about it though. and well, i'll &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;TRY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to squeeze in some chem. i cant wait! i really actually wanna do well. and i'm quite with the fretting about Os. like &lt;u&gt;how debbie's so insanely smart&lt;/u&gt;, and there's no way i can even think about doing as well as, &lt;em&gt;or better than&lt;/em&gt;, her. so yeah. I THINK I'LL HAVE TO SETTLE FOR ACJC. &lt;strong&gt;there's this major bonus in going to acjc&lt;/strong&gt;. but well, NO. &lt;em&gt;not to mention that it's for all the wrong reasons&lt;/em&gt;. and that i think i'll be far happier in ib. DANG. i dont like rambling on about this topic. yet i seem to find myself debating about O levels &lt;strong&gt;all too often&lt;/strong&gt;. how disgusting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ALL I CAN DO IS MUG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;physics SPA's coming up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i'm surprisingly excited :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-4763553009374456433?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/4763553009374456433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=4763553009374456433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/4763553009374456433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/4763553009374456433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/02/ladiddahh.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-1089489697848512108</id><published>2007-02-08T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T17:07:59.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;i want 4 inches of snow!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;no fair. SNOW SNOW SNOW. i want!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;anyway, school today was alright. &lt;strong&gt;i hate the fact that the days are going by so quickly!&lt;/strong&gt; february was meant to mark the start of my hardworking streak. BUT NO SUCH LUCK. i'm so not disciplined. I CANT STAND MYSELF FOR THAT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;anyway, i should stop wasting my time blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i've been brainstorming ideas, we'll see how it goes in 3 years time(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;edit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'VE GOT THE POWER! uh huh! i've figured out the secret to my lack of well, ninety five. YEAH. i feel great! i really do!(: russ is at the oakley webbie, and like fiddling with some stuff. &lt;u&gt;he's getting ANOTHER pair of sunglasses.&lt;/u&gt; LIKE WHAT THE HECKKK!!! &lt;em&gt;at least, i think he is. cause well, dad's all, that one's nice and shizzes. no fair!&lt;/em&gt; i want a pair of sunnies! NOT THAT I'LL USE 'EM HALF AS MUCH AS HE DOES, but whatever, i feel that i deserve something too! hmm... how about that pretty tokidoki bag? HEH. or well, that other bag that i reallly really &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;LOVE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; but i know i'd never get. prrffft. OH WELL. &lt;strong&gt;i'm rather bummed that i cant get my iphone till it actually gets launched in asia.&lt;/strong&gt; and that'll be like &lt;u&gt;'08!!!&lt;/u&gt; how gnarly. the whole &lt;u&gt;no sim card slot&lt;/u&gt; thing really gets me flustered. i really hope that i dont have to et a new number. PRRFFFT! i like my number. yeahh. &lt;strong&gt;ALRIGHT, SO IT'S CONFIRMED.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MY BROTHER'S GETTING NEW SUNNIES&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;em&gt;unfair muchhh!!! &lt;/em&gt;but oh well, whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;you know what i really want at this point of time?! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;i want a new oven&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. LIKE HONESTLY! i hate having to go up 6 floors just to bake something. it's terribly annoying. POO. i want a pretty oven that's uber high tech and what's it. YEAH. &lt;u&gt;fairy cakes on the house!!(:&lt;/u&gt; HAHA. yeah. once everything's been established, i'm sure we'll have a smashing good time(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;VALENTINE'S WEEK,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHEEE!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-1089489697848512108?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/1089489697848512108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=1089489697848512108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/1089489697848512108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/1089489697848512108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-want-4-inches-of-snow-no-fair.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-4373182176802521190</id><published>2007-02-07T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T20:04:32.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND: #33ff33;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"   &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SCOTT!!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i cant believe you're like in sydney. heh. &lt;em&gt;oh the "irony"&lt;/em&gt;. it's terribly amusing, it really is. i haven't spoken to you in forever! i think i've taken you for granted. HEH. yeah. the one and a half years that i was with you in ss sure were well spent. YUPP! i can still remember how you'd always tell me that something was so not worth my while, but &lt;strong&gt;being the stubborn soul that i am&lt;/strong&gt;, i didnt listen. and look where i ended up. [&lt;em&gt;honestly, it wasn't all that bad(: haha.&lt;/em&gt;] but yes. THANK YOU(: i remember that hilarious "CONFLICT". alright. it wasn't a conflict. it was just terribly amusing for val and i, but rather &lt;u&gt;embarrassing&lt;/u&gt; for you. HAHAHA! like oh gosh! &lt;strong&gt;good times, GOOD TIMES(:&lt;/strong&gt; i can't wait for you to come back, IF YOU EVER DO. you should get a blog, and update hella lots. YEAH. &lt;strong&gt;THANKS FOR EVERYTHING, WE ALL MISS YOU SHIZZES!!&lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i believe in palm reading, i really do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;HONESTLY SPEAKING, i think it's quite true. as in, whatever miss chua said is quite true. it's so true for val, scott. and well, for me, i dont quite know yet. it'll be about another 8 years till i actually figure out whether what she said's true or not. yupp! and well, for xiaodi, heh. &lt;strong&gt;HE AINT GOT NO FINGERPRINTS.&lt;/strong&gt; haha. how amusing. &lt;em&gt;i think i should stop calling sean xiaodi. he's like growing. he's almost as tall as me. &lt;u&gt;ALMOST&lt;/u&gt;. dont get your hopes up!(:&lt;/em&gt; HAHA. yeah. honestly, i'm in this whole reminiscing about the days in sports school. HAHA. yeah. i do miss everyone quite a bit. yeah. it's rather remarkable how everything kinda progressed from then. thank goodness we're all still buds(: YEAH. &lt;strong&gt;all of us!(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;VAL, SCOTT AND SEAN. we were kinda inseparable. did everything together, trained together, ate together, studied together. YEAH. everything. it was good. good times. &lt;em&gt;honestly, some things just never change. all the bull and stuff, it's all the same(:&lt;/em&gt; ALEX AND LENE. my dearest math crappers. HEH. like gosh! mr poh's classes were so boring. kinda just bumming about and spinning on them chairs, &lt;u&gt;how productive&lt;/u&gt;(: HAHA. ELAH. talking about the darnest things, everything and anything. that girl's too darn smart and lazy for her own good!!! much lovee babe!(: LIL BRO AND MUMMY. yeah. you guys are hilarious! mum and i bullied the guys, all the time. heh. IT'S A SKILL, and it involves talent. the bus rides were never a bore/waste of time(: lil bro's still as fos as forever! HAHA. &lt;strong&gt;like oh my gawk faris!!!&lt;/strong&gt; you ass whacker!! haha. yeah. panadol and coke on the plane ride back from langkawi. HAHAHA! you were so darn high that you couldn't even get of the travellator properly. HAHAHAHA! and like the whole dang trolley thingy toppled over. HAHAH. &lt;u&gt;we caused such a stir&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;em&gt;i'm terribly amused right about now, just thinking about that trip.&lt;/em&gt; that must've been one of the funnest trips ever! YEAH. as in, the whole plane ride and shizzes. yeah. it totally beats walking around the ulu-ness of malaysia at like 4am in the morning armed with a deck of cards. that was terribly amusing, &lt;em&gt;jov and sherm&lt;/em&gt;. i think that was one of the dumbest and "underproductive" things i've ever done while in a "&lt;em&gt;foreign land&lt;/em&gt;". HAHA. yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:23;"&gt;"fun, laughter, peace and joy"&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i love my sports school and sailing peeps. REALLY. everyone makes my life wonderful(: that pretty rainbow in the sky(: HAHA. &lt;em&gt;[that was such a retarded line, but it seems so adoarable and spasticated - totally me!]&lt;/em&gt; yeah. thank goodness i'm going to like meet mike damian and sa next week, I MISSUS MY SAILING FRIENDS!!&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-4373182176802521190?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/4373182176802521190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=4373182176802521190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/4373182176802521190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/4373182176802521190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-birthday-scott-i-cant-believe.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-5431372294372475809</id><published>2007-02-06T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T20:28:29.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;you twisted child,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STOP COPYING ME!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i dont know you, stop acting like you're my best friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-5431372294372475809?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/5431372294372475809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=5431372294372475809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/5431372294372475809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/5431372294372475809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/02/you-twisted-child-stop-copying-me-i.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-5321307272552045340</id><published>2007-02-06T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T20:20:07.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i feel disgusting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I NEEDA RUN, I NEEDA RUN, I NEEDA RUN! uh huh. and study my poor bum off. i dont seem to have the time to do anything but study now a days. &lt;u&gt;it's so sad&lt;/u&gt;. IT REALLY IS. but well, maybe it'll make me stop doing the stupid things that i tend to do ever so often.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i aint going to blog about today, too lazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the usual. cutting out pretty shizzes from magazines. it seems to be the only reasonably productive thing genia, aggy, se and i do in class nowadays. HONESTLY, there aint much to do. oh well. ANYWAY, &lt;strong&gt;chinese oral presentation wasn't all that bad.&lt;/strong&gt; 29/40, i think. OR SOMETHING LIKE THAT. pretty amazing. even if it's like 29/50 it's amazing! UH HUH! i mean, i passed. like woah. BIG DEAL. yupp! and the geog test wasnt all that bad. i mean yeah, population. I FEAR THAT I'VE BEEN CALCULATING THE DEPENDENCY RATIO ALL WRONG!!! &lt;strong&gt;bleagh&lt;/strong&gt;. prrffft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;JUL-ie's TENTH(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND: #960564;font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"  &gt;"A Dior Addict is addicted to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND: #960564;color:#ffffff;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;the new, the next look, not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND: #960564;font-family:georgia;" &gt;the ones that have been.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND: #960564;font-family:georgia;" &gt;She is free-spirited, fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND: #960564;font-family:georgia;" &gt;living and forward thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND: #960564;font-family:georgia;" &gt;She's the girl that stands out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND: #960564;font-family:georgia;" &gt;the girl that shines."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND: #960564;font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"  &gt;John Galliano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;edit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;WHAT THE EFF IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE!? LIKE SERIOUSLY! CANT A DANGED PERSON GET SOME PRIVACY IN THIS COUNTRY?! YOU PEOPLE HAVE ISSUES, MAJOR ISSUES. &lt;strong&gt;I'M NEVER PICKING UP THAT DANGED NEWSPAPER EVER AGAIN. IT'S EFFING SCREWED UP.&lt;/strong&gt; THERE'S NO DARNED WAY PEOPLE'LL SAY THAT SORTA SHIZZES, AND I KNOW IT. CAUSE I KNOW THEM AND THEY AINT LIKE THAT. &lt;u&gt;I'M BEYOND PISSED&lt;/u&gt;. I MEAN, LIKE HOW DARE YOU?! CLEARLY, YOU'RE DEMENTED AND GROTESQUE. WHAT KIND OF SANE ADULT'LL CALL A KID WHILE THEY'RE IN SCHOOL, AND MAKE UP BULLOCKS SAYING THAT THEY SAID SOME BOGUS NONSENSE WHEN THEY EFFING ASKED YOU TO SCREW YOURSELF? I'LL BE DAMNED. &lt;strong&gt;GOODNESS! HAVE SOME RESPECT!&lt;/strong&gt; I MEAN LIKE SO WHAT IF IT'S "INTERESTING"? YOU INSIGNIFICANT CRETIN WITH NO MORAL VALUES. NO WAIT. YOU HAVE NO RESPECT, NO FEELINGS, AND MOST OF ALL, YOU'RE EFFED UP AND BEYOND INDIFFERENT. &lt;em&gt;NOT LIKE I'D EXPECT SOME ARSE LIKE YOU TO GIVE A EFF ANYWAY. YOU ALL DO IT JUST FOR THE MONEY.&lt;/em&gt; IN CASE YOU HAVEN'T REALISED, I'M PROABALY GOING TO HATE YOU FOR LIFE. YOU EFFING TWISTED THEM WORDS SO BAD TILL IT DOESNT MAKE ANY DAMNED SENSE. DARE YOU CALL AGAIN, I SWEAR I'M GOING TO STRANGLE YOU WITH MY BARE HANDS AND DIG YOUR EYES OUT AND PLAY A WILD GAME OF SNOOKER WITH THEM. &lt;strong&gt;WHAT A DELIGHTFUL SIGHT THAT'LL BE.&lt;/strong&gt; I HATE YOU I HATE YOU I HATE YOU. AND YOU KNOW WHAT? I'LL NEVER EVER CONSIDER DOING WHAT YOU DO "BEST". DELETE THAT NUMBER NOW,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:20;"&gt;and stop quoting people effing wrongly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;AND IN CASE YOU'RE DAFT AND DONT REMEMBER WHAT WAS SAID TO YOU, IT WAS "SCREW OFF".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-5321307272552045340?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/5321307272552045340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=5321307272552045340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/5321307272552045340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/5321307272552045340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-feel-disgusting.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-4124795309851719086</id><published>2007-02-05T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:46:14.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:30;"&gt;genia's right,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:20;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i'm so stoked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:20;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;uh huh! LIKE OH MY GOSH EN! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#fe00a7;"&gt;i love you so darn much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; you're a genius. and we get so high talking to each other. it's amusing(: anyway, my post during english class got well, messed up. and it didnt post. cuase internet explorer decided to be a pain and like just decided to fail. PRRFFFT. &lt;em&gt;you nastayy&lt;/em&gt;. anyway. school was crappy. chem passed quickly. chinese too! was meant to have tingxie today, and as usual, i'm expected to fail. but luckily, tingxie got postponed to like wed or something like that. LUCKY ME! cause i actually intend on studying(: &lt;strong&gt;JOY! WHAT A CHANGE OF HEART.&lt;/strong&gt; yeah. i'm going to make laoshi proud(: HAHAHA. then well. recess was good. fro-yo. YAY!(: i love frozen yoghurt. it's so darn good! &lt;em&gt;[i cant seem to figure out whether it's yogurt or yoghurt. bleaghh.]&lt;/em&gt; it's so hilairous how en's face &lt;strong&gt;lights up&lt;/strong&gt; when you mention there's frozen yoghurt. HAHAH. &lt;u&gt;she's so adorable(:&lt;/u&gt; after recess, MATH AND AMATH. like ewww! &lt;strong&gt;i'm so darn proud of my perm &amp; com test! I GOT &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ONE/FIVE&lt;/span&gt;!!(:&lt;/strong&gt; haha. i'm so great at perm and com, HONEST! it's the shizzes mann! HAHAH. yeah. miss kek'll be peeved. but who cares anyway. i just suck at it. i'm sorry, but it cant be helped! I JUST DONT GET IT! bleagh. then well, english. english is the slackest of them all. BASICALLY, aggy was looking for a new xanga skin, i was blogging, genia was blogging too and se was playing some game thangg online. YEAH. how productivee!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;steve is my thai prostiDUDE with the sexiest legs!!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;andy, steve and i are having a threesome tomorrow night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;wanna join us&lt;/u&gt;? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;seriously, i love my poopsie [&lt;em&gt;steve&lt;/em&gt;] &amp;amp; my bestie [&lt;em&gt;andy&lt;/em&gt;]. YEAH. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;training's rock with you guys around, and someone missing!!(:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; TODAY WAS SO DARN FUN! for once, i can actually say that i loved training, and that i had a whale of a time(: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;let the good times roll(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;we're getting it back. WOOT! WORLD, THE SIZZLERS ARE BACK. and we're gonna whoop some ass!!!(: yeah. BRING IT ON, BUTTHEAD. honestly, our bts are so darn high. I WOULD ESPECIALLY LIKE TO CONGRATULATE STEVE AND CHARLES. yes. without ANDY, we're just as great(: cept that we have to work a little harder, but who cares, IT'S UP THERE ANYHOW!!(: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;i like, i like&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. AND CHEER AND DANCE, i believe that no one can comare(: IT'S THE PHOSHIZZEST YAO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I CAN'T WAIT FOR NEXT WEEK! it's gonna be so much fun! random conversations, great crap loads of food. YEAH. uh huh. it'll be very well recieved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;LET'S STOP THE SPREAD OF AIDS IN AFRICA(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:25;color:#ff0000;"&gt;go red.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028004755254667538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/RccPr3Xt6RI/AAAAAAAAACo/6ipkHHRttbE/s320/diary.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love my diary.&lt;/strong&gt; stuff has been blacked out. heh. CAUSE YOU JUST AINT COOL ENOUGH(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;to that bus guy, sorry for falling on you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;heh. whoops(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;edit.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;andy the austrain body builder (mandy)&lt;br /&gt;benjii the english footballer.. bend it like benjii (bev)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;carl (kail)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;charles is a bisexual from singapore (carrot)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dennis (denise)&lt;br /&gt;eli (xq)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;joel is a gigolo from china (joanna)&lt;br /&gt;kevin the american cheerleader.. think camp jim, kamp kev (kerry)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keith (kyra)&lt;br /&gt;melvin (melissa)&lt;br /&gt;nicholas (nicole)&lt;br /&gt;nathaniel (natalie)&lt;br /&gt;sherman (sheryl)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;steve the thai protidude (steph)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;uh huh. &lt;strong&gt;THAT'S HOW IT ALL GOES.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[i'm sorry, i was too lazy to type it all out so i just "stole" it from (m)andy's xanga. heh(:]&lt;/em&gt; but yeah. alrighty. I LOVE OUR SQUAD OF GAY DUDES!(: cept me. &lt;strong&gt;i'm special! I'M BISEXUAL.&lt;/strong&gt; woot! and well, guess who i think is ever so fly(: SHE WHO SHANT BE NAMED. hahahaha. like oh my gosh. &lt;u&gt;if you find out who i'm talking about, it'll prove i'm mentally unsound.&lt;/u&gt; HAHA. like eeyerhh. HAHAHA! that's such a dah/stace thing to say. i think mandy stephypoo and i are the only ones who are totally into this whole &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;rugged, deep-voiced, manly stuff.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; IT KEEPS ME IN STITCHES. what an enjoyable feeling(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-4124795309851719086?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/4124795309851719086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=4124795309851719086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/4124795309851719086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/4124795309851719086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/02/genias-right-im-so-stoked-d-uh-huh-like.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/RccPr3Xt6RI/AAAAAAAAACo/6ipkHHRttbE/s72-c/diary.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35582566.post-5257983356153166006</id><published>2007-02-04T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T13:23:00.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;my dear friend,&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'm not going to pretend that i understand what's going on, cuase i don't. and i'm neither am i going to say that everything'll pass and it'll be fine. all i can say is that, if you need anything, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;we'll all be here. take care!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm so sorry!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:16;"&gt;"Life's too short.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:16;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Cherish everything&lt;/u&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;it is a real pity that it takes something so great to happen before we all realise how fragile life truly is. today woke me up. it really did. i can't believe that it happened. that anything of the sort happened. i dont know what to say. &lt;strong&gt;LIFE'S PRECIOUS&lt;/strong&gt;. a darling little thing. we take everything for granted. our lives, all our posessions, and most importantly, &lt;u&gt;our family and friends, all those who care about us&lt;/u&gt;. we've heard the saying that &lt;em&gt;you never know what you have till it's gone&lt;/em&gt;. and it's so true. today, i've learnt to cherish what i have. and never to take anything for granted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i blame our lifestyle. the food we eat, and the complete lack of exercise. artery(sp?) clogging food that's the equivalent of trash. fast food, fried food and well, stuff that's high in cholestrol. that's all it takes to rid the earth of all human kind. and honestly, we think nothing of it. i guess it's alright to sacrifice some of that lard-laden nonsense. and i think we &lt;u&gt;should&lt;/u&gt;. oh, what can i say. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;IT'S DEPRESSING.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;my rantings would go something like this&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;today was so unproductive. i like hung around pasir ris. and well, studied the case study of Malaysia. yeah. but other than that, i fell asleep. yupp. plugged into my ipod, i just kinda went off into some trance. UH HUH! stoned. but yes, anyway, i got burnt! I REALLY GOT BURNT! i cant believe it! i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;never&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; get burnt. but sure. that's how it goes on. my eye's all itchy again. like conjunctivitis-ful or whatever crap. EEYER! haha. yeah. that's how nastayy it is! like gross much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;anyway, about the races. &lt;strong&gt;REGATTA AT CSC&lt;/strong&gt;. russ first, rachel second. that's not too bad. blasted brother was ocs for the 5th race. if he didnt, he would've gotten 5 bullets, and a second. that's way good. GOSH! russ is too good. seriously, as in. he's like real consistent and stuff. &lt;strong&gt;my bro's a far better sailor that i'll ever be / i ever was.&lt;/strong&gt; GOOD FOR HIM. really! &lt;em&gt;but yes, study!&lt;/em&gt; THAT'S TOO TRUE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;apparently, there's tingxie tomorrow. and well, i dont know the words that are going to be tested. or like sentences or whatever. so yeah, &lt;strong&gt;i'm dead&lt;/strong&gt;. AND WELL, i'm going to get zero, &lt;u&gt;again&lt;/u&gt;. then again, what's new? i'm failing. haha. &lt;u&gt;totally beyond failing.&lt;/u&gt; but it's alright. CLB, i need you! befriend me now! but well, for some reason, i do care. as in, i care about chinese. probably cause i'm chinese and it's like in my roots and shizzes. but yeah. i feel that i am competent enough in chinese and that since i cant possibly improve all that much, i might as well actually pass. ie taking clb. yup! it's a fact. the kans in my family are horrendous at chinese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;of all days, why today?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i dont know what to say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;cept that life's like that and somethings just can't be helped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;you can't change it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;take everything in your stride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;whatever you do, &lt;u&gt;never forget&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;have a blessed birthday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;he loves you, and will forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-5257983356153166006?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/5257983356153166006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=5257983356153166006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/5257983356153166006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/5257983356153166006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-dear-friend-im-not-going-to-pretend.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-8417676540759603476</id><published>2007-02-03T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T18:06:45.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'm listening to barbie girl by aqua!(: HAHAHAHA. it's so danged funny. uh huh!! &lt;strong&gt;rice cakes are the bestest things&lt;/strong&gt;! UH HUH. i love themm. and i love ya kun! bev was telling us about her horrid experience this morn. something to do with some tiny lil square worth of kaya toast or sth. &lt;strong&gt;DEFINITELY NOT AT YA KUN&lt;/strong&gt;. i had like cheese toast and soft boiled eggs and milo(: YUMM! yeah. i feel so bloated now! ATE TOO MUCH. heh. &lt;u&gt;then again, what's new?&lt;/u&gt; haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;THERE'S SOMETHING WRONG WITH HEYMATH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i like can't do my online assignment. or well, it aint there! &lt;em&gt;prrffft&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;my diary's so like fat! HAHA. as in, yeah. it was kinda fat before, but now, it cant exactly be shut. heh. i stuck my haagen-dazs icecream stick inside!! HEH. i feel so bad. cause well, i didnt walk home from holland v. i bussed. and well, yeah. i like bought icecream! TSKK. how disgusting. i was already stuffed. TSKK. i'm so well, &lt;strong&gt;live to eat&lt;/strong&gt;. yeah. HAHA. oh well. i'll live(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:20;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WORK WORK WORK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;edit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;OH FINE. i admit it. i haven't exactly been working my sorry ass of or anything. i've been slacking around all day, feeling somewhat "&lt;em&gt;out of it&lt;/em&gt;". my vision's impaired and i feel that i've just woken up from some deep dark sleep. YUPP. well, no. &lt;strong&gt;all that's bull&lt;/strong&gt;. i've been doing geog. &lt;u&gt;MORE OR LESS&lt;/u&gt;. i've been sitting infront of my laptop, drinking honey water, and just going into a trance. my mind's racing, yet i'm thinking of nothing in particular. just any random thoughts that carelessly float on by. i've been thinking about many things. SCHOOL, &lt;em&gt;geog in particular&lt;/em&gt;. training, and how much i seem to resent it now. &lt;em&gt;no amount of fun can possibly lift my dampened spirit&lt;/em&gt;. well, other random things too - &lt;em&gt;many of which i can't remember&lt;/em&gt;. yeah. the big big B. my friends and some other things, like how i'm annoyed at heymath, and how i'm going to fail chem, and also how math lessons will be the death of me. &lt;strong&gt;FUN&lt;/strong&gt;, very.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;back to geog. i'm this close to finishing. i can't possibly give up now, can i? THAT'LL JUST BE A WASTE. &lt;strong&gt;honestly, i guess it &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;aint half bad(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND: #333399"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;rebirthing now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i wanna live for love, wanna live for you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;breathe for the first time now i come alive somehow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;rebirthing now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i wanna live my life, wanna give you everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;breathe for the first time now i come alive somehow&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that song's been running through my head the whole day! can't seem to get it out. thank goodness it aint like barbie girl or anything. HAHA. that would've been the end of me.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;yes, GEOG.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-8417676540759603476?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/8417676540759603476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=8417676540759603476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/8417676540759603476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/8417676540759603476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-listening-to-barbie-girl-by-aqua.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-5054611149441156165</id><published>2007-02-02T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:46:14.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/RcM4WHXt6QI/AAAAAAAAACc/mfDmtmaj9nw/s1600-h/tokidoki.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026923561662408962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/RcM4WHXt6QI/AAAAAAAAACc/mfDmtmaj9nw/s320/tokidoki.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;J'ADORE TOKIDOKI!!!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-5054611149441156165?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/5054611149441156165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=5054611149441156165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/5054611149441156165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/5054611149441156165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/02/jadore-toki-doki.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/RcM4WHXt6QI/AAAAAAAAACc/mfDmtmaj9nw/s72-c/tokidoki.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35582566.post-613977620276366889</id><published>2007-02-02T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T19:01:13.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;GRANNY'S ANNOYED/WORRIED CAUSE RACHAEL AINT HOME YET.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;like say whatt?! &lt;em&gt;fyi, rach's like 19.&lt;/em&gt; it aint like she's gonna get abducted or anything. and if she's lost, she'll call. she &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;CAN&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; use a phone ya know. it seems like everyone's a tad peeved. granny's also annoyed cause russ forgot to tell granny that i wont be having dinner at home. PRRFFFT. i kinda got an earful just now. &lt;strong&gt;IT SO AINT MY FAULT YAO.&lt;/strong&gt; sigh. but yeah. russ is peeved cause he cant find his 1gb memory card or sth for his phone. hmm. yes. he's visibly flustered. &lt;em&gt;all i hear is clunk, clunk, clunk&lt;/em&gt;. sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;went to &lt;strong&gt;great world city&lt;/strong&gt; with mandy and joanna today. hyung was meant to come with, but the poor girl had to like go for training cause the netties lost to some &lt;em&gt;i-dont-know-what&lt;/em&gt; school. YEAH. dangg. so yes, hyung couldn't make it. we had yoshinoya for lunch, b&amp;js after, and i helped myself to a pretzle. &lt;u&gt;i wasn't even hungry&lt;/u&gt;!(: HAHA. it's all good. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i live to eat&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; YES. it's true. food food food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'M ANNOYED THAT THE DANGED HEYMATH TEST AINT UP YET! like whatt. how unfair. probability. i wanna do the test now! &lt;em&gt;yes, this does seem mighty strange&lt;/em&gt;. but firstly, i wanna do it now so i dont have to do my heymath junk over the weekend. and also, i actually dont quite mind probability. it doesnt make me all vexed and confuzzled. SO YEAHHH. that's a good thing, no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I FEEL ACCOMPLISHED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I ACHIEVED MUCH TODAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;JOY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ironic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-613977620276366889?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/613977620276366889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=613977620276366889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/613977620276366889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/613977620276366889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/02/grannys-annoyedworried-cause-rachael.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-4218297833869147976</id><published>2007-02-01T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T15:09:41.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I HAD 1000 CALORIES WORTH OF PANCAKES TODAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;disgusting, i know. i ate like 8 pancakes. 4 for brekkie, 4 for lunch. yes, i'm strange. eating pancakes for breakfast and all that. but it was so good! i had it with peanut butter and icing sugar(: HAHA. like sandwiches. uh huh! yummy crap! BUT NO, i'll never eat this many pancakes ever again, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;i kinda feel sick&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. BLEAGH. i feel somewhat nauseated. &lt;em&gt;[i didnt know nauseated was a word, heh. just looked it up.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i have much much MUCH to do today, so i shant go into the details of my day. &lt;strong&gt;FAR MORE IMPORTANT THINGS TO DO.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;LITERATURE TEST &amp; PHYSICS TEST TOMORROW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;honestly, i'm only going to bother studying for lit.&lt;/strong&gt; CUASE WELL, i dont quite think that physic's worth the time. HAHA. naw, as in, i dont really see the sense in studying. it's just applications and stuff. so basically, i'm just going to read though them notes and stuff tmr morning, or like just before the test or something. YUPP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;prrffft! GEOG TEST ON TUESDAY! and well, i actually intend on studying my darned bum off. CASUE WELL, it's on population, and i would really wanna do well for this topic. since it aint all that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;INSANELY HARD&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; or anything like that. uh huh! i love geog, i really do. it aint half that bad, and well... &lt;strong&gt;IT MAKES ME FEEL SIGNIFICANT.&lt;/strong&gt; in some possibly bizarre and twisted way. but yes, all the same(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;WORK WORK WORK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;WORDS WORDS WORDS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-4218297833869147976?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/4218297833869147976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=4218297833869147976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/4218297833869147976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/4218297833869147976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-had-1000-calories-worth-of-pancakes.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-879854074592323742</id><published>2007-01-31T12:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T20:02:03.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;they both start with "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;B&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;but they couldn't be any more different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;uh huh! HAHA. but yes en, many thanks!(: thanks to that other person &lt;em&gt;who shall not be named&lt;/em&gt; as well. yupp(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;anyway, i didnt get to run this morn, and i doubt i'll get to run in the near future. bleagh. BUT ALRIGHT. &lt;strong&gt;i kinda think my ankle's acting up again. &lt;/strong&gt;prrfft. shouldn't have done them tuck jumps!! but yeah, i'm doing fine(: them kaepa shoes are in! FROM THE US OF A! yes. joy oh joy. haha. mandy's right, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;they DO look a tad odd on their own&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!! HAHA. but well, they &lt;em&gt;supposedly&lt;/em&gt; look alright on. good good. haha. maybe i should wear them to school on monday and wed, so i dont have to like wear my dunks and bring 'em along. HMMM... &lt;u&gt;i'll have to see.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;SON'S COMPLAINING ABOUT THE STRANGEST THINGS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;yes. I LOVE SON(: haha. but yeahhh. uhmm.. &lt;em&gt;where was i, again?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;OH YES!&lt;/strong&gt; kaepa shoes. 'nuff about them. they're cheap and well, not all that shabby, &lt;strong&gt;and they're NICE TO JUMP IN!!(:&lt;/strong&gt; haha. that's what matters. nice coushioning(: HAHA. yupp! so yeah, &lt;strong&gt;ENGLISH CLASS NOW.&lt;/strong&gt; we're like translating some essay thingy. like as in, rewriting &amp; summarising them essays into like simple english. aggy and i have been done for a while. HEH. &lt;strong&gt;i love english(:&lt;/strong&gt; it's fun. yes. it is. probably cause it's the only subject i've been continuously "&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;not-that-shabby at&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;" all these years. i guess some stuff &lt;strong&gt;never change&lt;/strong&gt;. BUT YEAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i fear i may get CONJUNCTIVITIS!! &lt;strong&gt;OR HOWEVER YOU SPELL IT!!&lt;/strong&gt; my eye's itchy. BLEAGH. i dont like it. many many red eyed army dudes. dang. HAHA. yes, kai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;anyway, geog next. AND WELL, amath/emath. MISS KEK. i dont quite mind math. geog's fun. yes. i've decided to be guai, like i was last year(: YUPPP! notes notes notes! &lt;strong&gt;IT AINT HALF THAT BADD(:&lt;/strong&gt; i think it's good that i actually like school. the sole reason why i enjoy math would be cause i already did all my homework, so it's more of like a FREE PERIOD(: haha. i dont pay attention anyway. casue normally, miss kek's just going through them questions. so yeah. &lt;strong&gt;LUCKY ME(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i smudged something dah wrote on my desk today. she wrote it in glittery green fabric paint, and i had fabric paint like all over my forearm. EEEKK! i like screechedd. HAHA. oh well. i'll like have to scrape it off my arm later. JOY OH JOY. miss tan's talking to me about my "data bank" and something like that. HAHA. how strangeee! HAHA. &lt;strong&gt;sounds like PCK's writing en and manda's essay!!!&lt;/strong&gt; HAHA. so funnyy!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:25;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HEROES IS ON TONIGHT!!!!!!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i can't wait!!!!!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;OH! THE EXCITEMENT AND JOY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;digressing for a sec,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sundays are going to be the best days of my life!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;edit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;alright, the kaepa shoes are TOO NARROW! they kinda made my lil toe hurt even more than it already does! that aint fun at all! NASTAYY. but yes, they're &lt;strong&gt;awesome&lt;/strong&gt; to tumble in!!(: i like, i like. my rebound's way higher, or so i think. yupp! &lt;em&gt;maybe i'm just in a happy tumble mood&lt;/em&gt;. HAHA. but yeah. tucks, well, whipping back. the usual. oh well, kinda gotten used to doing lousy backtucks. they're real crappy now. I BLAME MY OVERLY FLEXED BACK. yes. i aint saying that i dont love my insanely flexible back, but it's hindering my tumbling ability. &lt;strong&gt;EXCUSES, EXCUSES&lt;/strong&gt;. i'm making excuses. that's not a good sign. &lt;strong&gt;I'LL WORK HARD ON MY TUMBLING, PROMISE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;yupp. in school, my post seemed significantly longer. oh well. i was disillusioned. i've got lots to do today, school wise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1. prepare lit essay. (for friday's test)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2. do geog essay. (due next week)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3. study for physics test. (on friday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;4. write geog notes on migration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;THINK&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; THAT'S ABOUT IT. but well, i bet there's a whole lot more. and i need my cheque, cash, etc. YUPP! &lt;strong&gt;training on saturday, 9am to 2pm.&lt;/strong&gt; prrffft. I BET I'LL BE STARVED BY NOON.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i have 650ml worth of pancake batter lying in my fridge!! &lt;strong&gt;I'M EXCITED!(:&lt;/strong&gt; i can't wait for tomorrow, so i can make my yummy pancakes! i would've made the batter tomorrow &lt;u&gt;if i didnt have to wake up at like 530 to do so!!&lt;/u&gt; IT'S SO EARLY. bleagh. yeah. not like the batter'll go bad and lousy or sth. so yeah, might as well "take advantage of the situation". uh huh!! &lt;strong&gt;I CAN'T WAIT FOR FRIDAY EITHER!!(:&lt;/strong&gt; ben &amp; jerry's with mandy, hyung &amp;amp; thingONE. yes. joy oh joy! i'll probably end up getting chocolate yoghurt with oreos from whyogurt instead though. YEAH. i love fro-yo! it's the most amazing thing on earth, AMIDST OTHER STUFF(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;9pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-879854074592323742?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/879854074592323742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=879854074592323742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/879854074592323742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/879854074592323742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/01/they-both-start-with-b-but-they-couldnt.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-5807402107680521117</id><published>2007-01-30T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T22:44:02.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;alright. i have about like 5 minutes to blog. cause well, i wanna spend the remainder of my day &lt;strong&gt;MORE PRODUCTIVELY&lt;/strong&gt;!! YUPP! i've decided. &lt;u&gt;come february, i'm going to study my butt off. and mug and mug and MUG.&lt;/u&gt; yes. i'm officially going to be a mugger. like cai-cai, cept well, a whole month later. i aint &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;THAT&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; crazy, well, not yet. yupp!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;moving on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i woke up today feeling drugged and disoriented. IT WAS FAR TOO EARLY. too early for any sane being. yupp. &lt;strong&gt;FAR TOO EARLY!&lt;/strong&gt; [&lt;em&gt;for some odd reason, every time i type "FAR TOO" it comes out as FART OO. haha. but yes, that was just some random fact that i came across. just felt like sharing(:&lt;/em&gt;] as i was saying, EARLY. alright, it was like usual, 6am in the morning, my hella annoying alarm'll ring. exactly what i need to jolt me outta bed and push my buttons. JOY OH JOY. &lt;em&gt;[do note the sarcasm here]&lt;/em&gt;. but yeah. i hastily got out of bed, and like well, yeah. got ready for school. IT'S BEEN A WHILE SINCE I HAD MY BELOVED MAPLE PECAN CRUNCH. so yeah. i had that for brekkie. it tastes so good! it's got like honey roasted pecans or sth in it. that's what makes it &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;OH-SO-YUMM!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; yeahhh. good stuff, i like(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;school was the usual, boring. yupp. for some bizarre reason, i started paying attention in geog, i like wrote down notes and stuff! &lt;strong&gt;AMAZING!&lt;/strong&gt; but then again, i was like this the whole of last year. I NEEDA GET MY MOJO BACK(: haha. yeah. so there i was, taking down notes, till well, the lesson stopped being productive. ie, when the groups were doing their individual presentations. HONESTLY, i learnt nothing. cept from se's group. yupp. so well, to make full use of my time, i replied thingONE's letter. yupp! i wrote her this real long and confuzzling letter that kinda spirals down in the shape of a rectangle. &lt;u&gt;I DOUBT YOU GET WHAT I'M SAYING, BUT IT'S ALRIGHT. I'LL LIVE&lt;/u&gt;. [&lt;em&gt;and i doubt there can be spirals that are in the shape of rectangles, but i think you get my point&lt;/em&gt;.] so yes. that was how geog was spent. rather productive. yupp! lit wasn't that bad i guess. actually KINDA paid attention. that's a first in a long long while. and poof! that was it, school's over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;english compre test after school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i know i'm going to die!&lt;/strong&gt; talk about total mess up. yeahh. i hate it when there are chim words i dont understanddd. and it's not even as if we needa use them words for the vocab questions or anything, but their presence just annoys the heck outta me. after the test, went to meet thingONE. read through my ss notes on &lt;u&gt;education in switzerland&lt;/u&gt;, and helped her out with log. helping thing with log helped me revise, so well, IT'S A GOOD THING. a darned good thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;well, then at like 5, we left school. yupp. took 970, and met that uncle chap that i always talk to. HAHA. well, "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;talk to&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;". he's real nice anyway. so yeah. and not like all chee ko peh or whatever. so yes, that uncle's nice(: HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i'm going walking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;TATA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;edit.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;no 530am runs. DANG IT. but yeah. I LIKE IT COOL, LIKE NOW. and well, fly things. yes. FLY. i still adore. HAHAHAHAHA!! nothing you say'll shake me off the darned tree(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-5807402107680521117?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/5807402107680521117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=5807402107680521117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/5807402107680521117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/5807402107680521117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/01/alright.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-7364848370500469802</id><published>2007-01-29T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T19:05:50.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;YESTERDAY'S 3. is it &lt;u&gt;chuppachups&lt;/u&gt; or &lt;u&gt;chuppachups&lt;/u&gt;?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;haha. yeah. what a hilarious debate. honestly, both are right. but sure. we shall think whatever we want to think. yupp! ALRIGHT. officially, i dislike matrices. they're annoying to do, and i'm careless. &lt;strong&gt;PRRFFFT&lt;/strong&gt;. oh fine. i shouldnt blame the poor matrices. it's my fault. careless. tsk tsk tsk. it's alright. i'll check my work, and i'll like make sure i'm doing stuff right. i'll stop looking at them answers. UH HUH! &lt;strong&gt;i'll be a good girl(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;what i'm gonna type next is so contradicting the bold text above, BUT... &lt;u&gt;i was a bad girl today:/&lt;/u&gt; HAHA. yeah. all the baddest things in the world, SORRY EN! &lt;em&gt;like if i'm "burdening" you or anything&lt;/em&gt;. cuase if i am, i can live without. HONEST! hahahaha(: oh gosh. oh gosh. oh gosh. &lt;strong&gt;IF ANYONE OUT THERE KNOWS WHAT ON EARTH I'M TALKING ABOUT, SHUSHHHH!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;no tagging 'bout the above topic(:&lt;/u&gt; HAHA. naw, it aint that big a deal, it's just terribly embarrassing. UH HUH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;anyway, training today. nothing much really. &lt;u&gt;I WANT XQ TO GET WELL SOON!&lt;/u&gt; squishy too! like well, i cant stunt or do no nothing, and i feel like useless and as if i'm just bumming about, wasting my time. PRRFFFT. alright, i know they cant help it if they aint feeling well, but yeah.i just want them both to like get better, &lt;strong&gt;QUICK&lt;/strong&gt;! but alright. other than that, training was alright. BO dropped us off at like opposite 6th ave, so well, thing and i walked to guthrie. &lt;strong&gt;MET AME!&lt;/strong&gt; she was with selbs, amazingly, ame remembered me!(: HAHA. yayyy!(: yes. and well, yeah. we kinda just browsed around cold storage. after which we bussed to like the top of 6th ave, and i got off, and walked home. YUPP! i cant wait for tomorrow!!(: after english, I CAN ACTUALLY GET A TAN(: if it's sunny. yes. &lt;strong&gt;easy peasy lemon squeezy(:&lt;/strong&gt; HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;OH MY GOODNESS GRACIOUS ME!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I OFFICIALLY CANT WAIT FOR WEDNESDAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;BRING ON JANUARY 31ST!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:24;"&gt;heroes is startingg!!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;FINALLY, I'VE WAITED FOR ALL TOO LONG. hayden what's-her-face is like yeah. she's so adorableee. HAHA. as in, yeah. i think she's an alright actress. not amazingly great, but she's not all that shabby. and also, she aint like all ana-mia, UNLIKE THE REST OF THE WORLD! hahaha. &lt;em&gt;naw, honestly, i'm just kidding about all that(:&lt;/em&gt; skinny people are good people, fat people are good people. I LIKE EVERYONE!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;also, MARCH 1st (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;oh yes, it's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Hayden Panettiere&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-7364848370500469802?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/7364848370500469802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=7364848370500469802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/7364848370500469802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/7364848370500469802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/01/yesterdays-3.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-2956928971282818255</id><published>2007-01-28T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T21:48:17.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:20;color:#333399;"&gt;HAPPY SWIT SIS-TIN DAHH!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:20;color:#333399;"&gt;HAPPY SWEET16 WISEYY!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i dont feel like blogging. i'm lazy. just a couple of points to take note:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. my friends are darn hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. frosting tastes so good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. uhmm... i forgot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yupp! that about sums it up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-2956928971282818255?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/2956928971282818255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=2956928971282818255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/2956928971282818255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/2956928971282818255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-swit-sis-tin-dahh-happy-sweet16.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-5115594154042959386</id><published>2007-01-27T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T16:12:07.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;WHEE! i have my alizee songs in my ipod!(: YAYYY! happy happy me(: i miss them, they've been gone for like years, &lt;em&gt;welcome back my dear friends(:&lt;/em&gt; HAHA. YES.i sound like a crazy lady, talking to the songs in my ipod. HAHAHA! yeahh. well, alright. i &lt;strong&gt;need &lt;/strong&gt;to learn french. i'm gonna die if i dont! POO! like for real! i dont understand the use of the comma. it's like in english. but as in, i dont knowww! I THINK YOU USE IT WHEN THERE ARE LIKE 2 SOMETHINGS NEXT TO EACH OTHER AND YOU JUST USE IT. i dont know! i dont remember what scott told me. it was like &lt;strong&gt;years ago&lt;/strong&gt;! UH HUH. but alright. i'll have to be content with that little french i do know. &lt;u&gt;MINIMAL.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ran/jogged to kap today. uh huh! the smell of hotcakes and maple syrup makes me hungry!(: THEY SMELL SO DARN FINE. yupp. training was rather unproductive i guess. considering how like well, yeah. just even more tweaking of the routine. &lt;strong&gt;THE MIDDLE'S A FOREIGN PLACE.&lt;/strong&gt; i needa get my bunions butchered off! LIKE SERIOUSLY! i cant wear my shoes properly. it's like my baby toe's double the size it ought to be. HOW DISGUSTING. and to make things worse, i cant run. no shoes = no running. YEAH. how disgusting is that?! BLEAGH. squish told me her mum went for the operation and like she couldnt walk for a YEAR! &lt;strong&gt;A WHOLE YEAR!!!&lt;/strong&gt; is that insane or what?! like can you imagine. sitting in a wheelchair for like a whole year?! INSANE. but then again, it's either a year, or like not running for forever. WE'LL SEE. like when i get old. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;dinner later, and town with rachael. GONNA GET DAH'S PRESENT(: yupp! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;"&gt;'Cause we all just wanna be big rockstars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;"&gt;And live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;"&gt;The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;"&gt;We'll all stay skinny 'cause we just won't eat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;"&gt;And we'll hang out in the coolest bars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;"&gt;In the VIP with the movie stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Every good gold digger's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Gonna wind up there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Every Playboy bunny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;"&gt;With her bleach blond hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-5115594154042959386?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/5115594154042959386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=5115594154042959386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/5115594154042959386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/5115594154042959386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/01/whee-i-have-my-alizee-songs-in-my-ipod.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-5502412753003480848</id><published>2007-01-26T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T19:44:47.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;today was reasonably productive. UH HUH. tay has gotten me addicted to them dude songs. well, skillet. YES. i cant help it. so terribly like, YEAHHH! hahaha. &lt;strong&gt;RUN RUN RUN TOMORROW!(:&lt;/strong&gt; yayy! today was the first time in a long time that i actually sprintedd, like cause i had to. PE. yes. the thought of losing to 2T was disgusting. I COULDN'T HELP MYSELF. the seniors had to prevail, at all costs. yupp. i felt good. a tad tired, but good none the less. YUPP! i enjoy running, it's true. it's a real pity that my ankle was messed up. i &lt;u&gt;KNOW&lt;/u&gt; it'll be better tomorrow(: yes, i shant miss my "appointment".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i have tomorrow all planned out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9am&lt;/strong&gt; - run to school with jon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10am to 1pm&lt;/strong&gt; - training :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;about 2pm&lt;/strong&gt; - lunch with thingONE at holland v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;study chemm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;dinner at ajisen ramen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;yupp! that's reasonably well plannedd. yupp! at least i'm kinda all worked out. yupp! well, today, joanna mandy an i went to venezia. yupp! armed with my 12 bucks worth of coins. HAHA! yes, i have many many coins, probably about another like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;30&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; dollars worth! HAHA! yes, i know. issues muchh! but well, whatever. so long as it's still cash, i dont quite caree. uh huh. did my math work. probability. arghh. the statements are so darnlong!!! tskk. &lt;em&gt;i don't quite like&lt;/em&gt;. but i guess it'll have to do.the sec3s are so smart! as in, like due to the syllabus change. yeah. like apparently, mandy says that they learn a whole bunch of stuff we're like learning now! &lt;em&gt;well, i wouldn't know&lt;/em&gt;. they were referring to bio. yupp! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;well, elkay joined us later. she and her saladd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;kai claims that he's perfected the art of grilling instant pizzas in the turbo broiler. HAHA. &lt;strong&gt;my cousin's so strangee!&lt;/strong&gt; haha. but yeah. i have to agree. it was grilled to perfection(: PIZZA, i love(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;i needa improved my frenchh.&lt;/s&gt; &lt;em&gt;no wait! scratch that!&lt;/em&gt; i needa &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;LEARN&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; frenchh. yupp! i've always had some crazy obsession with it, much likt hints, but just that we go way way WAY back. i shall put my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;alizee songs back into my com. they like disappearedd. uh huh! how sad. no more blasting french music when i feel bummed. &lt;strong&gt;those days shall return(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i dont wanna breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'les i feel you next to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;you take away the pain i feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;waking up to you never felt so real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SKILLET(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:20;color:#fe00a1;"&gt;j'adore le papillon&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the happy colour!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-5502412753003480848?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/5502412753003480848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=5502412753003480848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/5502412753003480848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/5502412753003480848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/01/today-was-reasonably-productive.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-6932387896316518715</id><published>2007-01-25T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:46:14.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/RbipiGJaB9I/AAAAAAAAACQ/0nOciAw0zXI/s1600-h/wallpaper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023951787562502098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/RbipiGJaB9I/AAAAAAAAACQ/0nOciAw0zXI/s320/wallpaper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i love my wallpaper, i really do. it &lt;strong&gt;MOTIVATES&lt;/strong&gt; me, and makes me stop slacking. i think it's rather effective, I THINK IT'S &lt;u&gt;ACTUALLY WORKING&lt;/u&gt;!!!! i'd like to thank kerry for that. uh huh! the need to study and to do well is overwhelming, as i've said before, my life'll be over if i mess this one up. but then again, i was watching some show thingy on telly, &lt;em&gt;YES, I STILL HAVE A LIFE YOU KNOW&lt;/em&gt;, and they were saying how we are all afraid of falling, and few learn to pick themselves up again. &lt;strong&gt;i've vowed to be a "picker-up-er"&lt;/strong&gt;. yupp! i'm gonna be happy, and do my best, and if all else fails, i'll just work harder. EASIER SAID THAN DONE, i know, but you can't blame me for wanting to give it a shot(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;if you dare mention the word &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;"NUTELLA"&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; you'll see my face grimace in frustration and disgust. prior to today, i would jump with joy and be totally elated if you mentioned you owned a tub of nutella. honest. till today, it was deemed one of life's tastier necessities, it belonged right up there with cupcakes, meringues, pavs, game hen, &lt;em&gt;and that cucumber and crab sticky thingy mandy and i adore so much&lt;/em&gt;. yes. THAT'S RIGHT AT THE TOP OF THE HAIRAKI, or however you spell that darned word. YUPP. &lt;strong&gt;what led to my sorry distaste of nutella?&lt;/strong&gt; well, I ATE LIKE HALF A TUB TODAY. and i'm absolutely &lt;u&gt;guilt-free&lt;/u&gt;. yes. i am. guilt-free is good. i ate nutella, spoonful by spoonful out of the tub. so much so that i honestly wanted to throw up, but the hazelnutty aroma made me yearn for more. &lt;strong&gt;DISGUSTING, I KNOW&lt;/strong&gt;. but what can i say, it's over and done with. all digested, and converted into fats. JOY OH JOY. &lt;em&gt;but once again, i'm guilt-free&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i can't run anyway, even if i wanted to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;my ankle's swollen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;once again, i've come up with my darling abbreveation things to help me memorise things, hopefully, i'll actually bother remembering them this time. THEY'RE SO DUMB. honestly, you'd be like &lt;em&gt;SAY WHATTT?!&lt;/em&gt; but alright, here it goes anyway. (1960s to early 1970s) &lt;strong&gt;F&lt;/strong&gt;ew &lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;eggars &lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;at &lt;strong&gt;P&lt;/strong&gt;ork. (late 9170s to 1990s) &lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;reating &lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt;agnificent &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;tudents. (21st century) &lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;apturing &lt;strong&gt;D&lt;/strong&gt;eadly &lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;diots. yes. so there they are. the first two actually kinda make sense, like they VAGUELY, &lt;em&gt;in some stragely bizarre manner, &lt;/em&gt;actually relate to the topic at hand. MY OH MY, this sure is interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;alright, back to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;ASS-ASS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. it's calling my name. &lt;em&gt;oh, and if you were wondering, i'm referring to Social Studies, but i bet you already knew that. also, mandy coined the term.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;just thought you'd like to know(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ya kun butter sugar toast tomorrow, THAT SOUNDS DELISHH(:&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/35582566-6932387896316518715?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/6932387896316518715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=6932387896316518715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/6932387896316518715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/6932387896316518715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-love-my-wallpaper-i-really-do.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/RbipiGJaB9I/AAAAAAAAACQ/0nOciAw0zXI/s72-c/wallpaper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35582566.post-3364671514168201122</id><published>2007-01-24T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T21:26:32.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my ankle's messed up yaoo! like honestly, tucks. tucks are bad. they're gnarly crap. uh huh! well, i blame myself. &lt;strong&gt;MANDY'S TOTALLY INNOCENT&lt;/strong&gt;! uh huh. like well, yeah. as in, i didnt jump up, didnt tuck, didnt swing, didnt care. UH HUH. yupp. but alright, i think my feelings may be changing. AS IN, LIKE &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;TOWARDS CHEER&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. yupp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ss test on friday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;cheena stuff tmr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I NEEDA PREPAREEE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:20;color:#006600;"&gt;HinT&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybe, we'll have to see;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;righto.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-3364671514168201122?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/3364671514168201122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=3364671514168201122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/3364671514168201122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/3364671514168201122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-ankles-messed-up-yaoo-like-honestly.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-9179747400415604488</id><published>2007-01-23T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:46:15.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:30;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;bucks with a couple of my bestest friends(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my lil toes are going to DIE. yes. they are. i think they're gonna snap off or something. HEH. yes. my body's not functioning all that well. btosses and basing are killing my wrists. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;deep heat and tape aint quite working no more&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;): not cool. not cool at all. my ankles are like giving way. uh huh. &lt;strong&gt;THANK GOODNESS IT AINT LIKE LAST YEAR THOUGHH!&lt;/strong&gt; by this time last year, i sprained my ankle 4 times already. HAHA. yes, four times in the like first month of '06! HAHAHA. what a loser. yes, i know. i think hyung and i were tied on the number of times we like sprained our ankles last year. HAHA!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;rachael's here. i'm listening in on her conversation with dad about work. &lt;strong&gt;IT SEEMS BORING&lt;/strong&gt;. dang. but well, she's kinda on like holiday, and earning some cash. I GUESS IT AINT TOO BAD. cheena immersion course and like going to china, and hongkong and stuff like that. &lt;em&gt;not too shabby&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;today, when i was walking home, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i realised that i kinda want english Os to come(:&lt;/span&gt; i actually wanna go for my exams!(: YEAHH! i'm excited. rather excited! HAHA. now, &lt;strong&gt;how odd does that sound?!&lt;/strong&gt; haha. yeah. i actually dont mind emath or physics. I'VE REALIED, i aint that hopeless! hahahahahaha. WHAT A STUNNING REVELATION. but yes, undoubtedly, i'm going to study my bum off. geog, lit/ss, amath, chem. YES. mainly, that's what's gonna kill me. &lt;strong&gt;chinese?&lt;/strong&gt; i'll have to make do. BEGGING THAT ORAL'LL SAVE MY POOR DARNED BUM. uh huh! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;I THINK I REALISED A LOTTA STUFF TODAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. UH HUH. like how i realised i cant stand doing &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;english compres&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. compos must be my one true love. the only thing that's never ever let me down(: i love them essays. they seem to make the world a better place, just writing about it, makes it seem so. we'll see. when 4000 words comes knocking on my door, i'm gonna be ever so hesitant. but sure, i'll fret when that time comes. as of now, i'm content.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i have them stickies on my laptop, and well, being guai, i made one for tests. UH HUH! i'm proud of myself, i really am! &lt;strong&gt;after all that messing around in school,&lt;/strong&gt; i've finally come to my senses! yeahhh! not like i aint gonna fool around, and do what i always do. [&lt;em&gt;genia, aggy and se know all too well!(:&lt;/em&gt;] who said i aint gonna study? life aint all work. neither is it all fun and games. BUT YES, it aint all work(: that's the point. &lt;strong&gt;work doesnt make the world go round, WE DO.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i owe mandy 10,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;thing owes me 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;43642, 73, 2449&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023191878998820802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/RbX2ZmJaB8I/AAAAAAAAACE/E6k0uMbTLgY/s320/tests.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-9179747400415604488?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/9179747400415604488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=9179747400415604488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/9179747400415604488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/9179747400415604488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/01/bucks-with-couple-of-my-bestest-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/RbX2ZmJaB8I/AAAAAAAAACE/E6k0uMbTLgY/s72-c/tests.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35582566.post-2342152727944713233</id><published>2007-01-22T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T20:11:20.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ballack is faithful to mandy;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;beckham is loyal to qing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:20;"&gt;and guess what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i only married kaka cause he's &lt;u&gt;NEEDY&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! yeah. i know! it's so true! HAHA. yeah right. but it's true! caroline what's her name married kaka. yes. that man with 11 names or sth. HAHA. how odd. but alright. he's like the most &lt;strong&gt;adorable&lt;/strong&gt; footie player in like everywhere! HAHA. yeah. he's so cute. note: cute &lt;u&gt;NOT&lt;/u&gt; hot. uh huhh! mandy's right. her beloved ballack after japan/korea's SO DARN SEXY(: hahahahahahahah! rain photo. uh huh. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;RAIN&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ballack, beckham &amp; kaka:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;that's just what i came up with while setting mats(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;alright, so training today wasn't that bad. HONESTLY, THE TWINS ARE TOO SKINNY! i got jabbed by melli while btossing today, and it's gonna bruise. i can feel it, never ever hurt so bad in quite a long while!!! BLEAGH. &lt;em&gt;oh melli, put on some weight!!!&lt;/em&gt; HAHA. yeah. that's why xq's nice to fly, she's meatier(: thingONE too! [&lt;em&gt;mind you, they aint fat.&lt;/em&gt;] uh huhh! but sure. today, tosses were good. libs like killed my left wrist. like seriously, you can hear it &lt;strong&gt;GRIND&lt;/strong&gt; when i rotate my wrist. gnarly mann. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;yes, i'm all into my american slangs again. IT'S BAD. i should stop using slang terms so often. gnarly's like my favourite word. I CANT STOP SAYING IT! haha. &lt;em&gt;gnarly gnarly gnarly!&lt;/em&gt; uh huhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;anyway, matrices. it's alright. kinda getting the hang of it. regret not paying attention during amath today. OH WELL. uh huh. i wrote thingONE my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:18;color:#fd0284;"&gt;happy letter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! it's official. the happy colour's PINK. yes. pink. pink's real good. it makes me smile. something about it makes me feel all cheery inside. like them words love, angel, and whatever, RIGHT? i forgot who told me that, or where i read it from. &lt;strong&gt;supposed to trigger sth in your brain,&lt;/strong&gt; or something like that. close enoughhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;kimo came down for training, I MISSUS HER LOTS! really. it's been a long whileee. i cant wait for tmr! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;starbucks @ hollandv!!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; YAYYY! i miss my cinnamon glazed crown roll! NICE STUFF. tomorrow. yes, tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;also, mandy's ipod's real pretty. UH HUH! thank you tons for lending it to me, bestie!!(: love you muchos! HAHA. [&lt;em&gt;that's such a joanna line, she's rubbing off on me!!! hahaha!&lt;/em&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;xueqi got me addicted to them stuff. they're called "tasty" or whatever. they taste so buttery, i kinda feel gross eating them. thank goodness dinner was light tonight. SOUPYY. yes, soupy(: i like soup. granny makes good soup, honestly, NICEEE!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;tomorrow's a good day(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;scratch them ET.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-2342152727944713233?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/2342152727944713233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=2342152727944713233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the sweet escape, gwen stefani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;snow (hey oh), red hot chili peppers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;all good things, nelly furtado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;love me or hate me, lady sovereign&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'nuff said.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;truth be told, i dont.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-6810255664147519414?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/RbHP741G2uI/AAAAAAAAAB4/yLlUihn-yf0/s320/me+rachael.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;photo taken with rachael's phonee. I LOOK LIKE SUCH A TARD, BUT SURE! anyway, &lt;strong&gt;I WENT SHOPPING TODAY!&lt;/strong&gt; wheee! yes. shopping at vivo. uh huhh. there were some prettyful stuff. but yeah. i didnt exactly buy much. just 2 skirts from zara. i seem to be buying many denim skirts. yeahh. i think the number is reaching uhmm... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;10?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; haha. naw. most of which i dont wear anymore anyway. uh huhhh. i like the skirts i bought recently, they're prettyful. YUPP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;vivo vivo vivo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i want chinese new year to come quick! not just cause i need the holiday. then again, most people think of FOOD when chinese new year's mentioned. but sure. i like food! FOOD'S GOOD! yeah. ba kua!!(: oh gosh. that's really the ultimate chinese new year favee! well, &lt;strong&gt;i eat it all year round anyway&lt;/strong&gt;, so no bigg. HAHA. yupp! family dinner tonight!!(: YAY! too bad russ wont be there! dang. &lt;strong&gt;the smell of dijon mustard and rosemary's making me crave for them potatoes!!!&lt;/strong&gt; IT'S SO GOOD! to me, it's the best way to roast them taters!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;no chocolate meringue thingy today):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;oh yes. i got my phone bill from hongkie kong. TSKK! like 88 bucks spent on texts, i think. WELL, then again, i aint too sure. i bet it's more, cause well, there's no way my phone bill can be like 145 if i only spent 88 on texts from hongkie kong. BUT WELL, whatever. mum aint all that pissed off anyway. so yeah. in fact, &lt;u&gt;she aint pissed off at all&lt;/u&gt;. so yeah. THAT'S NEVER A BAD THING NOW, IS IT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;joanna's words are so true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;HONESTLY, THE SHIZZ'S KILLING ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-313368500562256326?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/313368500562256326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=313368500562256326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/313368500562256326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/313368500562256326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/01/photo-taken-with-rachaels-phonee.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RfolFQHMlBE/RbHP741G2uI/AAAAAAAAAB4/yLlUihn-yf0/s72-c/me+rachael.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35582566.post-2553606358005044988</id><published>2007-01-19T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T23:19:00.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;emotional torture?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-2553606358005044988?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/2553606358005044988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=2553606358005044988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/2553606358005044988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/2553606358005044988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/01/emotional-torture.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-303858716019511309</id><published>2007-01-19T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T21:12:17.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;today's a good day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;uh huhh. well, at least i thought it was. as in, &lt;u&gt;i think it is&lt;/u&gt;. yupp! school was alright. hated PE, but then again, what's new? footie just aint my thangg yo. uh huhhh. and we're so crippled today cause fang didnt come to school. &lt;em&gt;bleagh&lt;/em&gt;. FOR ME AND DAH THAT MEANS &lt;u&gt;WE GOTTA RUN&lt;/u&gt;! prrffft. alright. i enjoy running, just not in school. i cant stand them school shorts. &lt;strong&gt;fbts are the bestestest!&lt;/strong&gt; uh huhhh. yeah. and well, we kinda had to do some presentation on our New Zealand sabbaticals trip. alright, we being &lt;u&gt;son, babs, choey, adele.&lt;/u&gt; so yeah. techinically, &lt;strong&gt;it aint no WE&lt;/strong&gt;. but alright. you get the idea. the rest of us, like all thirty something of us had to like go on stange and sing them songs. UH HUHH. i guess that wasnt too bad. kinda just hung around on stage, making fun of babs and son. YEAH. &lt;u&gt;like oh my!&lt;/u&gt; during the "speechy-thingy", babs said like shit; and son said damn. WELL, yeah. haha. kinda not meant to say those words when giving a presentation. but what the heck. IT'S OVER AND DONE WITH! oh yes, i have to mention. &lt;em&gt;tsk tskk momma mon, you left my pho-ho-nee on the ph-loor! nastayyy!&lt;/em&gt; yes. that's about all the "fun" i had during school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;oh wait. scratch that last linee. i've been exchanging letters with thingONE recently, after my total emo break down nonsense. yeah. so well, mandy finally passed me thing's letter. she stole filter paper from the chem lab to write me my note. &lt;strong&gt;TSKK! JOANNA, YOU BAD GIRL!&lt;/strong&gt; haha. but yeah, well, i bet she didnt &lt;u&gt;STEAL&lt;/u&gt; it. more like took without asking? HAHA. yeah. so that's about it. and since i'm all into my tapenotes and i think they're the coolest, i wrote her a tape letter! HAHA. how coolio. uh huhh. it was like green, and i was smuding the ink during lit class. WHOOPS! i'm meant to be studying for my test on thursday, &lt;em&gt;and paying attention during class does help somewhat&lt;/em&gt;. but whatever. so yeah. it was all pretty and green, and scotch tapey and like permernant marker-ful! YAYY! i like(: &lt;em&gt;&lt;-- that's such an egoistic statement! hehh&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so yeah. i baked my yoghurt and lemon cupcakes today, they're pretty fly. HAHA. yeah. icing's kinda sour, but good(: KOOMA BOUGHT ME A MERINGUE FROM CANELLE!!! yay!!! &lt;strong&gt;i love my aunt!(:&lt;/strong&gt; yeahhh. alright, dinner calls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i'll edit this post later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;edit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;RACHAEL AGREES WITH ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;BACKS!!!!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;uh huhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35582566-303858716019511309?l=blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/feeds/303858716019511309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35582566&amp;postID=303858716019511309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/303858716019511309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35582566/posts/default/303858716019511309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackpinstripedsuit.blogspot.com/2007/01/todays-good-day-uh-huhh.html' title=''/><author><name>.</name><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-35582566.post-3143532093781276808</id><published>2007-01-18T15:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T22:26:30.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND: #333399;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"  &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHER!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bro and i are tucking into some yummy, marshmallowy, squidgy, totally awesome s'mores. UH HUH! they're so darn good. OH YES! I SHALL TELL YOU ABOUT MY STRANGE CONVERSATIONS. but first, let me go help my lil bro &lt;strong&gt;DO&lt;/strong&gt; his work. yeah, not help him &lt;strong&gt;WITH&lt;/strong&gt; his work. &lt;em&gt;heh. honestly, i feel quite bad. doing his homework for him. DANG. well, no. i'm only doing a lil. the first para. uh huh. that aint to bad is it...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alright. i'm done.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i learnt something very important today! &lt;strong&gt;eating till you wanna puke is never a good thing!&lt;/strong&gt; HAHA. yeah
