<?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-9037921</id><updated>2011-05-20T08:59:11.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its just sometimes, i forget who you really are.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>448</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-952201747762336443</id><published>2009-05-28T04:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T04:32:43.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hello.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am going to sleep at 4+am now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wanted to write about something I was thinking about just now but it seems long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, does anyone has any idea why i cant blog on iphone? the keyboard doesnt appear at the create tab. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Friends, faster pick up the pace and catch up with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I may be depressed but I wont allow myself to fall back. (HAHHAHA act only)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fasterrrrrrrr! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Um think positive?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Im not particularly excited at the thought of post-exams nor am do I feel a sense of emptiness like in poly days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Perhaps the reason is because I didn't really put in ALOT of effort to strive for results back then. And therefore I felt empty at the end of exams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But right now I do not feel particularly happy or sad but a smooth mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes I have things and shows to watch but I no longer feel exhilarated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well i supposed this time round the materials and school standard is higher, which makes your effort increase. And &lt;em&gt;please&lt;/em&gt;, the passing mark is 34 because of the difficulty and strictness in marking and not because its easy to scrap a pass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Shut up if you dont know. So actually if one scored 50 its like a 70+ in a normal standard exam, and my school levels itself on whatever classes and first-class honours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I think it'd be good to get first-hons but lets just deal with the facts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Its wonderful to have left one final paper, in the day after next and I cant revert my diligence. Yeah maybe I could be very hardworking given a second chance but seeing the impossibility so that Im &lt;em&gt;not, &lt;/em&gt;and I dont want to work so hard either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tsk tsk tsk, wake up you kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have more pressing matters! (I sound like Dumbledore.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Further, I cant be that diligent and productive like I used to be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I dont return home to revise my work and complete my homework before doing anything else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Circumstances &lt;em&gt;change.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There's many things to think about and do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh boy I wish I could see how people have nothing to think about and just study like their lives depend on it. (nooooo it doesnt.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Boohooo I sound so exhausted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My shoulders ache right now again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So mom, if you're still here, can you take them off me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I want to get off, thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i miss you more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok 430am now im gonna crash. til then, children.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-952201747762336443?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/952201747762336443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=952201747762336443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/952201747762336443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/952201747762336443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2009/05/what.html' title='What?'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-5150520552925991898</id><published>2009-05-21T02:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T02:56:19.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seven Pounds</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I downloaded Seven Pounds by Will Smith and just finished watching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tskk. It's a total worthy watch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can't help but was once again amazed  by his great acting skills; your heart goes all out to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The plot attracted me from the start, it goes as follows:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The show begun with Will Smith being traumatised by an accident he caused sometime ago, which includes the death of his wife (they probably just got married) and 6 other strangers (probably on the way to or back from a trip).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He couldn't live with himself and spent the last few periods of his life looking for good people to give himself to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;His best friend, from youngster childhood helped him along in finding these people and settling donor issues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This particular scene made my heart ache: the friend, dan was upset that Will was questioning his ability to honour what was being said i.e. that he will help him in fulfilling these "pound wishes". Dan was crying and kinda promised he wouldn't go back on his word and that he knew him his entire life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thing is, Dan was actually hurting so deep inside because obviously he didn't want his best friend to go, but couldnt stop him/did not want to. This reminded me of a book by Jodi Picoult I read earlier on, The Pact - where the 2 antagonists who also grew up together every single day ended up in a situation where one had to be the one holding a shotgun to the other's head. After reading I couldn't put it to myself how could the guy (I forgot his name) let Emily Gold (yes this i remember) die and didn't actually went to find out what was really happening. How???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Further, what she was dealing with really can be lightened if she had chosen to share with her family etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But then about a week after finishing the book, I concluded that I would too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well the idea is simple as you simply let your friends or loved ones do what they want, though it might be detrimental. But seriously, I would let you go if that's what you really want. It would be painful to stop someone from doing what he wants in the first place. And that person would have given much thought to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Because he probably loved her too much and cared too much for her, whatever she wanted were his wishes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I KNOW. TOTALLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What you can do is to stand aside and smile, while fighting to keep your tears from even &lt;em&gt;forming&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway... in the show, Will divided his assets which includes property and organs like lungs, liver, heart, eyes. Yeah into 7 parts. (HAHAHHAHA he must have been a supporter of Voldemort.... errrr harry potter if u dont know).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There were several heart-aching scenes so do give it a watch when you feel down. HAHHA only make you feel worst but that's what I love to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I loved the way he acted his emotions through his facial expressions. A frown, nod of the head and viewers can practically die. I swear all Will's shows are good. Like Pursuit of Happiness etc etc. Seriously.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;who wants to watch shows like night at the museum 2 or bolt or madagascar 1 2 3 4 5 10000? Unproductive and doesn't get you thinking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WE ALWAYS NEED TO THINK OKAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(hahaha bitch)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway Will gave a call to Dan when the time was right and all he said was "Its time. I love you". OH MY GOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He proceeded to commit suicide, choosing a method I'd never think of (creativity points here). His acting was &lt;em&gt;damnn &lt;/em&gt;flawless at that point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh yeah, before he did the do, he called up the ambulance and the conversation goes as follows:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Will: I need an ambulance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Operator: What is the emergency? (something like that..) and then followed by clarifying address and room number.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Will: There's been a suicide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Operator: Who is the victim?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Big pause. As award winner Will tilts his head and frowns, holding excruciating pain in his features, doubled with confusion blah blah blah the list goes on for a 5 seconds show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Will: Myself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh dear.. Im afraid Im able to regurgitate everything and I have good memory for these things. Im certain there's a storage in my mind that keeps scenes from movies I watched, seriously. I always remember the plots. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Throughout the show there were short flashbacks of the accident but the last full one was shown before he killed myself (I TYPED MYSELF, I MEAN HIMSELF.) DAMNNNNN ITTTTTTTTT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I regretted changing the controls for volume settings for bass, dynamic and what shit at the start of the show. The whole impact just sends goosebumps from all the banging and car turning; I couldnt help it to rewind and rewind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Seriously, I know why they all die from crashes. Just look at the way they are thrown and shoved about. They&lt;em&gt;  could &lt;/em&gt;have survived, but they didn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay enough, go watch if you're keen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Its a slow and deep show though, do try to understand or you'd be confused and bored. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For a light change, Im going to watch prisonbreak season 4 ep 17 now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It just gets BETTER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dont know why people missout on these stuffs and go on to watch really crazy shows. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wake up already, you kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh yeah, catch "the bucket list" if you are free too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Its slow and deep too, and talks about 2 old men on the brink of dying from illnesses forming lists of what to do before they "kick the bucket".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It wasn't that touching for me, maybe the reviews again thwarted my expectations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But this is even slower than Seven Pounds. Good for peace watching though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And, when is harry potter: the half-blood prince coming out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Its been decades sisters..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ps: i didn't strike 4d. and 1 more paper!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-5150520552925991898?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5150520552925991898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=5150520552925991898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/5150520552925991898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/5150520552925991898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2009/05/seven-pounds.html' title='Seven Pounds'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-524619263523421451</id><published>2009-05-15T19:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T20:10:40.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to get off too.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have no idea why friends read my blog. (Er, okay i know some dont bother.)&lt;br /&gt;The blocks inside me sink even deeper each time I even scroll through any of my entries.&lt;br /&gt;It makes me so depressed.&lt;br /&gt;I hate writing about ugly things seriously. So dont read okay! Really, dont bother.&lt;br /&gt;I just want to make a note somewhere, somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came across this conclusion in my mind:&lt;br /&gt;When you've cried so many times alone, you no longer seek for "a shoulder to cry on".&lt;br /&gt;Even one day, when it comes begging for you to lay on it, you've become so accustomed to crying alone.&lt;br /&gt;Time passes and you would no longer need that, anyway, you never had it in the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;Its times like these that one realise that was what everyone ought to be doing.&lt;br /&gt;Cause end of the day we all have to deal with our problems &lt;em&gt;ourselves&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Its really hard to be cheered up by small things, big things, one can only feel so stagnant and blah, blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now there's this ultimate huge bag of worries; fears; uncertainties; tears and whatnot on my shoulders. Literally. My shoulders feel very weighed upon and heavy.&lt;br /&gt;I know its there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its hard to get better! Really.&lt;br /&gt;I am not excited at going outside, hanging around dont know where; wherever, doing things with people.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, its not just the exams but there's this un-cheered up situation happening inside me. I really dont want to do anything. It doesnt matter whether I'm living good, performing well in school, enjoying life's most beautiful things.. u know they're out there!&lt;br /&gt;It simply doesnt matter la.&lt;br /&gt;But of course, I still reflect upon my mistakes in my recent papers.&lt;br /&gt;I cant make mistakes okay. How &lt;em&gt;could &lt;/em&gt;I have?&lt;br /&gt;Bag is on my shoulder now. I cannot fault.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAhA bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I planned to write the first thing on this post some weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;I want to say I am sick of writing unhappy incidents much less reading them.&lt;br /&gt;I want to say I will try try try to make things seem like they're on a lighter note.&lt;br /&gt;Last week I wanted to say I was looking forward to winning 4d.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah this is the most mediocre thing I hold some hopes in.&lt;br /&gt;I want to get a new couch for the house, since everyone refuses to replace the current one. AND its &lt;em&gt;beyond&lt;/em&gt; repairable; seeable state.&lt;br /&gt;I also want to get a new TV for my grandma living in that mess of her place.&lt;br /&gt;I can skip extracting the winnings cause I dont want anything.&lt;br /&gt;Sob sob sob.&lt;br /&gt;Today is friday! I will buy 4d again this weekend about my candidate number and desk numbers this week.&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it miserable I can only put this under the 'lighter notes' section of my even more miserable blog?&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god, I want to have the dough to buy those stuffs not because I'm expected to, because I think its natural to do them. And why is no one doing them? Seriously if people behave in a more other-regarding manner, I guess the bag on my shoulder will be lighter. Because I &lt;em&gt;think&lt;/em&gt; Im expected to do them, not obliged though.&lt;br /&gt;Sobsobsob.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so miserable being other-regarding.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck it. I dont want to think in this way too, but they come.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be happy being considerate and nice too.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I do, but the other half of the time I feel the other way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY.......!!!!!!!!! OKAY [insert happy things]&lt;br /&gt;I have 2 more theory papers to go.&lt;br /&gt;I bought iphone last month. (I really cant be bothered to think so much about the costs and value etc, we cant spend so much time thinking about such things.)&lt;br /&gt;Even if whatever was a unwise decision, its really okay.&lt;br /&gt;Being penniless doesnt affect me alot mentally. Just deal with it la.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about how I see things affect me mentally.&lt;br /&gt;If I made a wrong decision for being a spendthrift, really nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe thats why my dad really wont be too mad over my purchases (though really not very ridiculously exorbitant), we are so tired to weigh the pros and cons of getting things done.&lt;br /&gt;These are nothing compared to serious problems.&lt;br /&gt;I am always broke and I deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;We are always broke and cant afford to get a new couch, wait for 4d!&lt;br /&gt;Chicken nuggets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day he was just telling me off at the supermarket.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm not much of a scolding but I had wanted to buy Ben&amp;amp;Jerry's ice cream, since it was on promotion for the small tubs.&lt;br /&gt;Obviously it was a steep price relative to cheap paddlepop in the oh-so-old-mama-shop.&lt;br /&gt;He wondered why must I always use or want good things - shocking!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Got meh got meh?&lt;br /&gt;At times I seek for quality with my earnings and I do reflect what.&lt;br /&gt;And ALSO, really not very expensive. HAHAHAH BITCH.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I never bought B&amp;amp;J's from the mart before and its been 1yr+ since I ate in the shops.&lt;br /&gt;By the way.... the ending was us walking away and he saying whether I want to get it or not after asking me about the other cheaper ones (dont know what lousy brand in blue tubs and many colours and not very nice flavours I assume).&lt;br /&gt;Actually I already brought down the money but we didnt get it.&lt;br /&gt;I did consider okay! I saw it the day before and wanted to get it the next time if it was still on promotion.&lt;br /&gt;Of course I rejected his kind offer, because he said I shouldn't get it in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;And I know he always let me have the right of way so I politely refused.&lt;br /&gt;HOHOHOHOO.&lt;br /&gt;End up 2 days later he went to the mart and called me.&lt;br /&gt;I still insisted I dont want the ice cream already man. Really, forget it la.&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I will/can deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;After much asking and persuasion, I hung up the phone.&lt;br /&gt;But he came back with the ice cream okay.&lt;br /&gt;Hello hello!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;End up no promotion ahhahahahahha. We went back to change to big tubs (a different promotion).&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story: Sometimes i make wise decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other very light note I should draw out: I am very happy to have a filial dad cause I am filial too. I should feel blessed. Yeah I do what. I often think to myself I'd give him the world if I can, as I watch him sleep. (hahha yes I like to do that; its like watching your own flesh sleeping at peace). Im really grateful to have good parents and I wanna thank my dad for giving me whatever I want, &lt;em&gt;literally. &lt;/em&gt;Even when he says I am spending money, he still cant bear to note let me. (of course la, considering my other-regarding sentiments). Even if he doesn't (its right also), it'd be good too to enjoy lesser love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to make a mental note about telling him how I feel, after my exams.&lt;br /&gt;That day there was some happenings and I almost wanted to breakdown (actually everyday when I think of whatever, I want to) hoping he'd understand why I am still here.&lt;br /&gt;I cant believe what he said.&lt;br /&gt;I appeared calm, managing my tears and irrational outburst waiting for a better time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REALLY. With all these how can I be bothered about purchasing decisions and competing with the world at getting a degree?&lt;br /&gt;*Bag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sincerely hope that many lost souls out there can be more unselfish and think more for the family. If everyone plays their part, we will not have elders being treated as kicking balls but instead everyone fights to do their part - fighting &lt;em&gt;towards &lt;/em&gt;a trend for staying with the ones who raised them and not fighting &lt;em&gt;to stay away &lt;/em&gt;from them. Elders will be happy and cared for, you live even happier. For whatever reason, they took care of you when you couldn't fend for yourself. They could and CAN leave you to grow up and move on to their careers, RELATIONSHIPS, goals like what you're doing exactly now. When you're at the highest peak or at the golden times of your life, they grow weaker and can fend less for themselves. Please come back in for they held you in their arms because you were &lt;em&gt;hungry.&lt;/em&gt; For god's sake.&lt;br /&gt;And no, its certainly not obliging for parents to care and raise kids. So be content. You can alter your career decisions, change a new partner but you only have one mom and dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To am, to yang, &lt;em&gt;i want to get off too.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe me, I want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;references: cry on my shoulder - 21stcentur Deutshl. sucht den Superstar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-524619263523421451?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/524619263523421451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=524619263523421451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/524619263523421451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/524619263523421451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-want-to-get-off-too.html' title='I want to get off too.'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-4436063733641394833</id><published>2009-03-30T01:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T01:46:59.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chest pain</title><content type='html'>Anyway,&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; last night I had this pain in my left chest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My dad suggested going to the hospital  but i thought to myself it wasn't that serious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Seconds later, he flopped back into bed. It was 5am and I was just going to crash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was shocked at how ridiculous his advise was; but then a thought occured to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What if I just died while trying to sleep and this was like a heart attack?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then I kinda got paranoid and sorta wanted seek consultation right away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Seeing many reports lately on healthy people just having seizures and passing on has frightened me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thing is, I wasn't afraid of falling down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When I layed there clutching my chest, I knew I couldn't let myself die cause this man beside me will &lt;em&gt;die&lt;/em&gt; as well when I am gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I couldn't be that cruel &amp;amp; selfish to leave him to suffer even more than what we are living now. Its just that I love him too much that for once I wanted to face my health with a straight face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So, I decided.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Another is, I could have just go on anyway. That'd mean I love myself more. Cause I'm letting myself go and too bad dad, I just cant bear to let myself go through another death. Sorry... its painful but I'm letting you do it because I dont want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It saddened me because I'm thinking for him &lt;em&gt;more&lt;/em&gt; than I should for my own well-being. And that will only result in myself suffering. AND I HAVE HAD ENOUGH OF IT, ISNT IT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It also came as a shock that I cant be bothered with myself passing on, its just the living ones that matter. I'm really not afraid to die, im just afraid &lt;em&gt;what &lt;/em&gt;is going to happen after i die. Its really okay to go. Really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's such a irony man. When youre thinking more for others, you actually want to think more for yourself. I mean, it's really unfair to myself as opposed to the sufferings. So things like you'd have more composure when you put others infront of youself do not exist. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wake up already, you optimistic people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wake up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That happiness &amp;amp; composure would be you youself suffering and sometimes, all the time, this pain is not what you want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AND.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When you think of yourself more, you'd be unhappy cause you're selfish. You would want to think more of others now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In a nutshell, this stupid theory is based on your values towards that 2 factor. And yeah, I think I'd let myself suffer instead of him. Because I love him too much to see (ok i cant see when im dead) him suffer the aftermath. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That's all the more I feel sad cause Im unable to &lt;em&gt;think &lt;/em&gt;for myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now why cant I be the one who doesnt have to be put up for all these?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Why &lt;em&gt;cant &lt;/em&gt;I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then the whole theory starts again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ANYWAY When he goes I'd just put on a pretence every single day &amp;amp; drop dead when I find my way home. Erm home?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bye guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Do stop being optimistic; it makes me sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sicker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-4436063733641394833?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4436063733641394833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=4436063733641394833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/4436063733641394833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/4436063733641394833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2009/03/chest-pain.html' title='Chest pain'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-4459729855033404029</id><published>2009-03-30T01:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T01:30:50.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've always been intending to blog, and when I got here I just cant remember what I've previously thought about writing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I usually form ideas of my thoughts while trying to sleep, and cause I always cant sleep, I always think about what to write about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Argh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well the general idea I got lately is I've been losing something in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I used to be really working for something, something like a bond; love; goals; my life. I used to study hard &amp;amp; play hard since I was born.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When I left secondary school, my life went downscale in poly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I guess it'd have been better (I THINK) if I should have done something more there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's like an empty empty shell. After secondary, I just slacked my way through, sleep, gain weight, sleep, eat, gain weight, until now. I still sleep and eat like crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Comparatively, in secondary life was so fun &amp;amp; really memorable, having met so many people who became important to me now. And the things we did were so full of love, care&amp;amp;concern, respect and fun. We can never go back to that summer of 2001,2002 onwards. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Books and writing are my life; it took me so long to accept the point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Somehow I should have gone into that light. But nonetheless, im okay here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ive decided to write something after my exams end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ive been reading very nice books lately, and its amazing how these words and scenes can change your emotions. It was hard to continue reading on, times when I felt there's this block of emotions gelled up in my oesophagus (yes that particular position of the throat) and you had to swallow it back in order to get back to reality and continue on. Thing is, this block just sinks deeper and deeper, it never gets out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Time to time, a second and third block is formed in the pipeline. Its just a matter of time it reaches the far opening of the throat; time to expel all these "back-of-the-minds."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I cant live without writing and books. Good movies too, allows the characters to live inside me. Some for a few days and some forever. I love how you get entwined with the plot &amp;amp; it kinda makes you alive reliving their fates. For one, Harry.P lives forever inside me and I'd like to thank Mdm Joanne. Rowling for the series, which must have been significant in many readers' lives. Almost all of the characters are alive inside me, I think I can remember briefly what happened in every book. Now its actually &lt;em&gt;unfeeling&lt;/em&gt; to read them again; as I might have done so at least 10times for each one. My favorite is Half-Blood Prince by the way, what's yours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I cant imagine how people can come to not learn of this wonderful series... much last understand them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It ached everytime Dumbledore died, and because I read it so many a times, he died so many times. And I'd never forget my friend actually told me he is going to die in this book before I actually lay  my hands on it. Damn it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ANYWAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am having a headache now so I better end this quick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Im feeling resentful cause I used to be disciplined.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I used to do assessment books myself in primary school, mark them without looking at the answer sheets myself, and actually did 1 year ahead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now...... what happened exactly in this lapse of years?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Also I got this shock recently when I learnt that no one did assessments one year earlier e.g. when you're in primary 4 you do primary 5 stuffs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ZZZZZZZZ. I am really shocked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I thought everyone does that. It's natural right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So in the end, its just me and the stupid smarty kids in popular bookstore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I ended up being very bored in primary 6 cause I've finished everything.. and I swear I must have did half the brands available in the store for English. Yes I am that bored. I remember this scene I was doing the joining sentences thing in primary 6. I was in my air-con room (yes i had) and I keep doing and finishing every thing in days cause I wanted to practise cursive handwriting. Teeheehee. Yes I am that free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But I also did hung out at the playgrounds everyday :) I just knew how to balance and play and study hard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now.......... what happened?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Secondary was still alright. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I still cant help emphasizing how damn much I miss the days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now.... I dont know what exactly put me off course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But I cant go back anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I cant undo them, but anyway I'm not doing too bad. Even if I did something more in poly, people in poly are those you dont keep in touch often. Those involved in extra activities I mean, judging from the friends around me... they dont seem to bond as much dont they? zzzz then im glad :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I just cant sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FUCK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-4459729855033404029?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4459729855033404029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=4459729855033404029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/4459729855033404029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/4459729855033404029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2009/03/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-5320097686478512955</id><published>2009-03-01T19:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T19:27:09.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Indispensable</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We should all be reminded at time to time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;No one is indispensable."&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/9037921-5320097686478512955?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5320097686478512955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=5320097686478512955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/5320097686478512955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/5320097686478512955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2009/03/indispensable.html' title='Indispensable'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-8507632621645861333</id><published>2008-11-19T04:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T04:52:36.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lousy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K7V7U_gBEPk/SSMqaa_EQFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hth8ZT-asPA/s1600-h/rblog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270102622362419282" style="WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K7V7U_gBEPk/SSMqaa_EQFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hth8ZT-asPA/s320/rblog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wtf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Why is the whole world getting all upset about relationships?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I dont get it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No one ever learns. Anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And there's nothing that lasts forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If you think you wont get over it, you definitely wont.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You'd spend a lifelong time waddling in the cold waters and feel sorry for yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want this?&lt;br /&gt;Would your parents want to see you become like this just because of A GUY?&lt;br /&gt;OH PLEASE!&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to see yourself like this?&lt;br /&gt;Weak?&lt;br /&gt;God there's so much in this world. SO MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;Its sad the world still goes on and no one feels your pain.&lt;br /&gt;The reason is your pain is little, compared to the outside world.&lt;br /&gt;GET OVER HE'S DONE WITH YOU ALR MY FRIEND.&lt;br /&gt;You're just a girl he feels that he let down.&lt;br /&gt;But you'd give anything to have him back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGGGGGGGGGGG.&lt;br /&gt;ITS TIME DUDE.&lt;br /&gt;ITS MUCH EASIER THAN YOU THINK TO OVERCOME.&lt;br /&gt;THE WAY IS JUST AHEAD, TAKE IT CAUSE YOU GOT NO OTHER ROUTES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nothing's ever fucking alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dont tell me it will be okay because it's not gonna be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I feel so damn fucked up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:Mthfcker.........................*@^!@!(@%!&amp;amp;*#%"&gt;Mthfcker.........................*@^!@!(@%!&amp;amp;*#%&lt;/a&gt;!@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-8507632621645861333?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8507632621645861333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=8507632621645861333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/8507632621645861333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/8507632621645861333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2008/11/lousy.html' title='Lousy'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K7V7U_gBEPk/SSMqaa_EQFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hth8ZT-asPA/s72-c/rblog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-8406855386261374958</id><published>2008-10-25T05:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T07:03:27.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Depression</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For the past 4 hours, I've been trying to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I think that im starting to go back into those days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My head pained, and  i got hungry, and i read archie to make me sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now my right eye's kinda swelling and itchy; it must be allergy again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Prolly something i ate again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I just had the chocolate brownie cre and karin delivered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There's an urge to blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2 nights ago, there were so many things i want to talk about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I spent the night sobbing and heaving; words going through my mind on what I'd write here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Let me see if I can recall them now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Recently, I've become more and more depressed and sucidal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Especially after the talk with aza that we'll both end our lives together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well dont worry first, cause I wont do it now, because the father is still here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Im saying that i wont be able to lead a life when the day he leaves me arrives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That, im quite sure, i wouldn't be able to live already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Not with the siblings; or the grandmother if she's still around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm happy to say that I'd be really &lt;em&gt;facing up to reality&lt;/em&gt; when i have the courage to let myself go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The reality would be that I cannot take all these no more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So I'd be looking at it straight when i die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Make sense right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And anyway I won't take you with me, aza. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But I promise to bade goodbye :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;It is impossible to sing a tune after one's experience death."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I saw this quite a long time back, and recently it suddenly came back to my senses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Why am I sad? Why cant I feel anything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Why am I ALWAYS sad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The answer is inexplicable; for I dont know how to form the words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Precisely for the above statement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So stop asking me what's wrong, because everything is wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;From that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So why am I sad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm sad cause you'd be the one waking up on sunday mornings with the father to go to the market, and not me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm sad cause you'd be the one waiting for him to come home, and not me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm sad cause you'd be the one watching him sleep and tuck him in, and not me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm sad cause you'd be the one doing the groceries asked by the maid and the grandmother, and not me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm sad cause you'd be the one fixing appointments with the hospital, and not me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm sad cause you'd be the one settling the utility bills, and not me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;........................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm sad cause you'd be the one telling me how to deal with all these, and not nobody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm sad cause you'd be the one taking care of your mother, and not nobody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm sad cause you'd be the one telling me secrets and jokes no one ever knows, and not nobody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm sad cause you'd be the one sitting by the father, encouraging him, and not nobody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm sad cause you'd be the one picking fish bones for me, and not nobody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm sad cause you'd be the one giving me the passe symbol to adulthood, and not a friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm sad cause you'd be the one bustling in the kitchen, and not some stranger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm sad cause you'd be the one using the vacuum cleaner on sunday mornings, and not having it left dusty in the store.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm sad cause you'd be the one asking me to study and priortise, and not nobody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm sad cause you'd be the one waking me up, and then getting frustrated that you rather go back to sleep when i refuse to wake up, and not nobody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And most of these all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm sad cause you'd be the one sleeping on your side on the bed, and not nobody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Im also sad cause the place you used to lie on is now replaced by random pillows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;......................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm sad cause nobody really really remembers my birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm sad cause you're not here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm sad cause you're the world's funniest mommy, and I can't say the words "my mommy" out loud now without a stab at my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When I told the father it was your birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And he didn't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I remember lying on your side of the bed, with the father on the other side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I had to say in a funny way that it was someone's birthday soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Because I don't know which way I should say it; for all I wanted to do is cry out loud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm also sad cause i know you still look out for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I know that, cause you came to me most recently, after sometime from our last interaction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You told me it was alright, and that he is fine, you seem to know and always come to me at the times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You came again not long after, at that same bright lights and warmthness, with your brillant smile, but I always remember these when I wake up, not knowing how to feel cause I &lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt; remember wanting to hug you and whenever I say "please dont go, do you know how much I miss you?" you &lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt; refuse to respond.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And then, i would know its time to say goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I wake up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Every time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I want to write this down so I'd remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You showed your anger when me and the sister shouted at each other. And &lt;em&gt;it&lt;/em&gt; has never happened, and it was a still night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You stood outside the house, collecting laundry in your usual outfit, telling me to remember to close the windows. I tried to reach out for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Dont go" I said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The pain in your eyes made me die cause you didnt want to, there was nothing you can do and that you couldn't be here closing the windows for us no more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You brought me shopping, we held hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You ate with steamboat with &lt;em&gt;us&lt;/em&gt;, and i remember your happy smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yeah I think you wanted a united family but sorry we are not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I knowwwwww you're here, and im so fucking sad cause I cant see you in the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I tried to picture your presence here, in the living room, in the corners, but its hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Im sad cause time is ticking and one day, i'd forget your face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your smell, your little and messy hair due to being a housewife, your small feet, your big breasts, your sleeveless faded tops, your torn shorts you used to wear, your small hands, your voice...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There's so much I want you to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I miss you everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Up til now, there's still people calling to the house asking for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The grandmother always says there's no such a person in the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I &lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt; want to punch her and throw her off that wheelchair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Even though there was once I told her it was "my mommy" and its hard to say out and even after that, i didn't think she got my message.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sometimes i really want to strangle her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;About a month ago, while getting ready for school, call for you came again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The grandmother answered and started her rantings about who is this person, she doesnt know anyone of this name etc etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I had to answer and the bastard refused to reveal where she was calling from.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She wanted you specifically to answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When i said you wasn't around anymore, she said bye and the bastard hung up on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Next time, im going to say "she's fucking dead and what do you want?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm depressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm easily agitated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm sucidal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've no motivation to carry on with the things I'm supposed to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I think I'm really going through depression.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm going to be like this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For sometime. awhile. I dont know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The pain is unthinkable, unspeakable, unbelievable of a loss of a parent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I cannot fathom what's gonna happen if I lose another one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I really cant, and I cant imagine my life with the sibling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I still cant believe SHE e.g. her presence, her face, her funnyness is gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's 6am now. There's still some stuffs to round up this post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I want to thank the friends in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To june: we've gone through alot to come to this day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I want to apologise for that phase of shit in early secondary days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You're always there and here and everywhere I need you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;From the days when I turn up in school crying every single day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Comforting me with the lousy relationship problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You fed me grassjelly when I starve myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You and e gang tried to make me eat chocolates and lied that they were from zhijia, and you snuck them into my bag on the cab.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You remember I hate watermelon except for milk added.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You buy me that 'be strong' beanie when my relationship failed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You never fail to lend me a help when I go into financial problems (you really think you're very rich?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You wrote 'bless her' on your msn nick when she left me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You were sorry you wasn't here for me at that worsest time of my life, but trust me, you're here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You gave me the warmest hug that day, at the lift lobby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You always listen, even though I talk about rubbish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You came to my house late at nights and we go out to play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You comforted me when I overspend on cosmetics, you always know how to make me feel better. Even though I deserve to be scolded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You're the best baby I can ever have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks bee.. I'm glad to say you're one of the most important friends in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm not sure if you've noticed but there's this bond with us; we know what the other party is referring to even though we do not spell it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I think you're the few who really knows me and i KNOW (really know) you'd be here whenever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Seriously, cause you love me too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm really happy its you i have this bondedness in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love you, junity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To yanbing:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Though you're busy like for the next 10years, I always regard you as one of whom I can depend on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You always give me sound advice, and encouragements.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You gave me time, even though you're BUSY. (the same cannot be said for some.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You care for my life, bring a whole load of fun and laughters to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Seriously, you're so funny and loving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You never put me down as well, just like beebee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We went through many funny situations together, that I cannot name any of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You're one of the people I look up to, cause you're always rational and sensible (most of the time).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Therefore, I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To yuemei:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Though we seem to have disapprovements of each other, the fact that you stuck with me for a long time never disappears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You were there every single time I cried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You always try to make me stop crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You are the one I tell everything to, the darkest secrets in the household.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You stuck with me when she left, every single day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You cared so much that you didn't dare to talk to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You cried with me, laughed with me, shed tears with me. Especially on that morning she officially left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You shared your ugliest secrets with me, yeah I wont tell la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You put down some of your pride for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You call me in the early mornings for random outings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You always want to wake me up though you surely know i am not awake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You love to gossip for baodians with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You made that diy maryjane shoe for me on my 16th birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You still care about me, after all that's happened, and cant bear to see me sad. (I know you're there.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Though we dont meet up that often now, there's still a touch of familiarity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You're my family friend, you're the one closest to my family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm glad you knew my mommy seriously. I'm glad you're a part of our lives in the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LooLoo thanks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To aza:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You're so understanding for my tantrums and attitudes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You never fail to make me laugh. (PLEASE!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You make me realise about 'friendships' that really matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You always understand me. (well most of the time)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You cried so badly at the wake it shocked me after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your life changed with me as she left, I never knew yours would.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You were scared when I went to your house for soup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You remembered my mommy's birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You promised you'd take the initiative should something happen to US.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You plan things and dream impossiblities with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You tell me your secrets and stuffs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You always welcome me to your house. I'm like a usual guest, thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You let me sleep on your bed, and samuel's mattress (heeehee).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You go girly shopping with me, dye my hair for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You share clothes with me (and if you keep remaining like this I guess you cant wear my nice clothes).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You dont judge me, never, I thank you for that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You text me almost every single day. (and im deleting messages from others to keep yours.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And most importantly, you go into depression with me:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I want you to know, there's things more important than that 'main factor'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I said a thousand times but again, my stand remain that it is about that main factor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love you too much to take you with me, you've your strength that is your mama!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And please stay on to nurture samuel. He needs you many.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To sy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I didn't reply your message cause my prepaid is out of credits, but i'd do it tmr as aza told me to send to your singapore no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love you just like the rest too, I just got your card today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's on my glass panel now, together with the photo and the memo notes the last time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wanna thank you for being here too, the concern you bring to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm really aware of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Though sometimes you seem scared of me (boohoo dont :( im just a friendly tiger), you still love me for who I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You helped me with decorations and ideas for the boyfriend's birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You are always generous with things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You did that board thing after she left, its on my right right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You want me to know you care, and yes I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You encourage me and assure me when i'm down to the max.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You don't scold me when i owe you money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You laugh at aza with me (hahahahahahahah).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You always say that your things belongs to me as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You share secrets with me though you shouldn't have. (about ah-hem cutie)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You bring damn much laughter to my life, and warmth, seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You share woes of university life with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love the meetings with you, how we disturb your family, and the old days in poly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You had a hard time comforting me and holding aza's hand at the wake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm really really glad you met my mommy though once and you probably dont quite have an impression. But I'm glad you were the only one among them to have seen her. And tried her cooking. We had ginseng chicken soup (oh god its been such a looong time since I had that.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You worry about me and cant sleep. (I know, cause I see it on your face.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I want to assure you that I love you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And stop assuming I have something against you or is always upset about the things you do, I want you to be happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't disapprove of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That's it smallie, waiting for you to cook for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You smallies are busy with so many essays, I'm so looking forward to 24november.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Only one month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lastly, this is for you am:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Though you are not one to explictly express everything, you tell me things you won't tell others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I know its hard for you at home and what not too, so I'd be here too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There's something important I need you to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I know you care, you and sy and aza and yx all care:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I know I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You bought sliced fish for the family at the wake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You came early to see me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You take 75 back with me at esplanades.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You always reply my mails with alot of content accordingly to my woes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You went to kbox with me on my 18th or 19th birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You let me wore your small zara jacket on that day to protect me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You share nice english songs with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You're listed as "perfect girl" in my phonebook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You're always cheerful and easy going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You have sent me 2 birthday cards and 1 memo note since you've went to canberra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You share makeup with me, online shopping, and many.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You want to go swimming with me though you cant swim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You always understand the lousy family problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You have a funny mom and grandmother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You understand my jokes and lameness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hang in there dear, it wont be long for the warmthness back here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Me and aza will definitely be there on 24th, we're very free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And we just want to see you guys, dont bother about us when your family is there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We've made plans to go already, and we keep talking about activities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Want you to know you two are still a part of our conversations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cant wait to tell you something very hilarious about her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Really really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It took me one hour to write tributes to the friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ending off with an excerpt from Last Kiss by Pearl Jam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where, oh where, can my baby be?&lt;br /&gt;the lord took her away from Me&lt;br /&gt;shes gone to heaven, so Ive got to be good&lt;br /&gt;so I can see my baby when i Leave this world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were out on a date in my daddys car.&lt;br /&gt;we hadnt driven very far. there in the road, straight ahead.&lt;br /&gt;a car was stalled, the engine was dead.&lt;br /&gt;I couldnt stop, so I swerved to the right.&lt;br /&gt;Ill never forget the sound that night.&lt;br /&gt;the screamin tires, the bustin glass.&lt;br /&gt;the painful scream that I heard last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh where, oh where, can my baby be?&lt;br /&gt;the lord took her away from me.&lt;br /&gt;shes gone To heaven, so Ive got to be good.&lt;br /&gt;so I can see my baby when I leave this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up the rain was pourin down.&lt;br /&gt;there were people standin all around.&lt;br /&gt;Something warm flowing through my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;but somehow I found my baby that night.&lt;br /&gt;I lifted her head, she looked at me and said.&lt;br /&gt;hold me darling, just a little while.&lt;br /&gt;I held her close, I kissed her our last kiss.&lt;br /&gt;I found the love that i knew I had missed.&lt;br /&gt;Well now shes gone.&lt;br /&gt;even though I hold her tight.&lt;br /&gt;I lost my love, my life,&lt;br /&gt;That night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-8406855386261374958?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8406855386261374958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=8406855386261374958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/8406855386261374958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/8406855386261374958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2008/10/depression.html' title='Depression'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-6236991452543245911</id><published>2008-10-19T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T23:55:14.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SCREW UP BIG TIME</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"but i dunno why, this is the azaleas now."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I too do not know why we all turn out this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm so depressed reading aza's blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What happened to all the laughters?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Youth is not fun if it is all about these shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's making me damn damn damn damn ass sad about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We can never ever go back to those days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hence we stay stuck at this black abyss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If you say you'd pull me out, how?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And give me a reason to be out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I do not want to face the bright lights and there IS NO BRIGHT LIGHT AT THE END OF THE TUNNEL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Even if there is, there'd be a cliff and we all fall down to hit the rocky waters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In the old poly days, we wished we'd die on thursday and come back on friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now i wish that i die right now to never come back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yeah i know i said i want to come back, to conqueor all these stand strong cause i cant leave all of them here. BUT I CANNOT DO IT RIGHT NOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We all know the seriousness of the situation but there's nothing to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Is this life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nothing i can say to express how damn much i miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If you wasn't here, I prolly wouldnt keep wanting you so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But darling, I want you to be here. Keep coming back to my dreams and let me know you're here alright?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love waking up to remember you being here, doing things with me you cant do in real life, letting me know its alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But it hurts too cause its not in real life, you know how much that hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I thank you for giving me life's greatest things and teaching me to become who I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ma de. I think that everyone in this family is depressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And wtf are we doing here? What's the point of bracing ourselves. when we really dont want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;All we want to do is break down and cryyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Its been raining since you left me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now Im drowning in the flood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You see Ive always been a fighter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But without you I give up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now your pictures that you left behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Are just memories of a different life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Some that made us laugh, some that made us cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One that made you have to say goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;//&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;DAMN IT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-6236991452543245911?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6236991452543245911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=6236991452543245911' title='0 Comments'/><link 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cares or understand.&lt;br /&gt;Even the people "closest" to you, desert you.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah its true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a friend says she has already accepted the fact that no one will give a DAMN about you.&lt;br /&gt;No one, you're on your own.&lt;br /&gt;All of you outside will be on your own.&lt;br /&gt;Okay?&lt;br /&gt;Accept it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE IT.&lt;br /&gt;Motherfuckkkerrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He says am i really having a fever?&lt;br /&gt;She says she has projects to do, tells me to find other people.&lt;br /&gt;They laughed when i said the body aches are so bad i need a trolley.&lt;br /&gt;SCREW ALL OF YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/Happy birthday to myself and mommy.&lt;br /&gt;/Wish you were here, sincerely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-7524059972691818843?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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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-9037921.post-455074879632322026</id><published>2007-10-22T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T00:18:33.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy people, busy shit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It makes me so frustrated when there are busy people in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yeah, busy, but how busy can one get?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm sure you will still get to reach home and prolly settle down and get away a minute from your busy life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ahhhh, im digressing but i don't know what to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Came at this crazy realization that almost half of my friends turned out to be like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The reason I cant accept this is I, me, myself and I will still coordinate some social life on my own initiative! In midst of busy times, YES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tsk, very disappointing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yeah just keep on having your funny busy life with your fun friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'd like to thank this friend for being lovely to me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"By e way, just want to thank you for taking initiative and im happy you took time out for me that day we went timbre. Loves"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I LOVE YOUUUUUU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;See? This friend is BUSY too and had a whole day dedicated to school work and before we met up, had to attend a school talk and was in office clothes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YOU BITCHES JUST WATCH IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hahahhahahahahahhahahahahahahahahahahahahhahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;/pffffffff!&amp;amp;@^!@%!(@!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-455074879632322026?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/455074879632322026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'>20 20 20 20</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nothing much to talk about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But I'm actually 20.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;More years to come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC01482-1.jpg" border="0" width="159" height="229"alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC01486.jpg" border="0" width="159" height="229"alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC01494.jpg" border="0" width="159" height="229"alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC01492.jpg" border="0" height="180" width="210"alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC01489.jpg" border="0" height="180" width="210"alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC01491.jpg" border="0" height="180" width="210"alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" 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view on yourself:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You are not looking merely for a girl/boyfriend - you are looking for your life partner. Perhaps you should be more open-minded about who you spend time with. The person you are looking for might hide their charm under their exterior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You like to flirt and behave seductively. The opposite sex finds this very attractive, and that's why you'll always have admirers hanging off your arms. But how serious are you about choosing someone to be in a relationship with? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your views on education:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Education is less important than the real world out there, away from the classroom. Deep inside you want to start working, earning money and living on your own. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You have plenty of dream jobs but have little chance of doing any of them if you don't focus on something in particular. You need to choose something and go for it to be happy and achieve success. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You are afraid of having no one to rely on in times of trouble. You don't ever want to be unable to take care of yourself. Independence is important to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You are full of energy and confidence. You are unpredictable, with moods changing as quickly as an ocean. You might occasionally be calm and still, but never for long. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am so damn bored!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&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/9037921-7988065775712806755?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7988065775712806755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=7988065775712806755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/7988065775712806755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/7988065775712806755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2007/09/quizbox.html' title='Quizbox'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-1291280966305337434</id><published>2007-09-16T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T01:04:20.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My fall, friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;]klI've come to realise the vulnerability of friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On my journey back home someday, I thought of those I've not been keeping in touch with, and how weird it seems to be thinking of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kenneth, esther, joy all these.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Whatever happened to the wonderful times we spent?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I really enjoyed the company of kenneth, times we hung out and our conversations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When we were so close.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Had a recent phone chat with esther &amp;amp; it seemed impossible to communicate well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't you feel the irritable emotions when they said they have learnt their lessons not to leave their friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Only to find them going away once more the minute they get a new girlfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't you feel so angry when they always seem to be SO busy to catch up but seem to have time for shit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Irritating please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;All these contributes to the crazy times i'm having now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hardly go out of home and I feel so sick staying indoors. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Been sleeping at a later time day by day, and my reflections keep me awake most of the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There's this incident recently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One of my friends, X nearly got caught by the law for patronising contrabands cigarrettes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He was given 1hr to raise a sum of penalty, or be detained.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It was already wee hours and when I got the call I went into a search for money immediately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thinking back, I feel so surreal that it's actually hard to borrow a loan from anyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I mean, I didn't have the money and I tried to borrow around from my own friends on his behalf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Those hesitations, doubts, and so many questions shot at me at this incredible tale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That I don't know how to answer them cause I don't know what exactly happened at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I can't help but feel disappointed with the whole concept of friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, the matter was eventually settled with many calls and money was gotten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Personally, I won't consider what really happen because I trust him, but my friends raised the doubts that makes me feel so bewildered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Questions on whether he'll return the money, why was he caught etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yeah I understand that its better to know the situation if you were to give him the loan but shouldn't we trust?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway it wasn't a huge sum of money. Duh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Some even suspected whether he'd return the loan, and why he doesnt pay up himself. ZZZZZZ I've already said I'd pay on behalf on him once I get my salary!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Not much help at all please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I believe that friends who treat you as family would help, seeing that most people doesn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Friends are just friends, remember? And money would always be a barrier, I tell you. WILL BE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But one should really see up to his promises and return the loan as promised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As I've seen another friend's nick who lent him promptly on that night, saying "Broke foundation." "Pay up."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAHHAHHAHAHA I nearly laughed to tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hope that X has already returned him the money otherwise he'd have kinda cheated me for advance lending.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's kinda been a breeze generally this year, it's september already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pushing aside my financial issues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Feels like the year has just started though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;School just barely started, but it seems to be so mundane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I attend 3 hrs of lecture, &amp;amp; most of them aint very constructive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Coming week there's a full stretch of official lectures, 3 days in a week finally!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There's something for me to do, though I aint that motivated, yes im that bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What the hell am I doing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today I took a fall in dad's room cause the floor was too slippery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hurt my knee, wrist and back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dad immediately jumped up from his sleep which was so damn funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"What happened?!!!! You gave me a great shock."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(Me laughing like mad at the pain and how awkward my legs were bent)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"What are you doing here?!?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"(in a meek voice) Looking at you sleep."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After a slight moment of rubbing my wrist &amp;amp; complaining of how the floor is always slippery, he began to talk in a loud whisper.&lt;br /&gt;"Please tell the maid not to use so much detergent while mopping."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Because my floor's always so slippery and if you don't walk with grip you'd just slip and slip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm getting more irritated with the pain on my wrist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And timmy refuses to attend to me cause I laughed at her earlier on today when she nearly slipped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pfff. IRRITATING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Woohoo! Finally a whole day out tomorrow. Lovely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope lecture's good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Check out &lt;a href="http://www.weffriddles.com/"&gt;www.weffriddles.com&lt;/a&gt; if you're feeling challenged!&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/9037921-1291280966305337434?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1291280966305337434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=1291280966305337434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/1291280966305337434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/1291280966305337434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-fall-friends.html' title='My fall, friends'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-4701828551175053040</id><published>2007-09-13T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T01:01:20.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daniel</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Recently, life's been taking a slow pace.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not complaining, but this should be good.&lt;br /&gt;Naturally I didn't really feel like blogging about anything.&lt;br /&gt;But there's this thing that's been on my mind for sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been reading this blog eversince I bumped into it to check it out two years ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And while life's been slack for me, something very unfortunate happened to one of the guys over there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It makes me feel very much because it's something very hurting, judging from the way you're writing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cant say I know how you feel as I don't, but I believe I've been through similiar stuffs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I certainly can't extend my way over to you whose many miles away, but I extend my existence to you for any help you should need in these times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When I heard that you had even  contemplated suicide to deal with it, I was shocked. Why my dear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You, of all people, should know how precious life is, especially when you lost her rather than him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You said all you want to do is protect your family, your precious brother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But yet you did something you know would certainly hurt him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hey, don't give up, how would &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; feel if he did the same thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Unfairness always happens, so don't try to think why this happened cause this would prolly crack your head a million times &amp; you prolly won't get any solution.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm writing this only at this time, seeing that you have become stronger with the recent events.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hope my intentions isn't too late to help, but T was definitely right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YOU ARE NOT ALONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You need good friends who're there to help, don't feel remorseful towards their help cause they want to help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We can never, ever, deal with all these, alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fear not, don't despair cause you found them already, didnt you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's gonna be very tough on you from now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Harder times lie ahead waiting for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We're all allowed to break down anytime, because i always do, so I urge you not to hide your emotions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Be strong, im sure many would have said this to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Relieve yourself from all the pain and anger, to more light at the end of the tunnel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One day, you'd find the surreal state you crave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You will!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I hope you'd be able to read this. I thank the internet for soughting help. Just would like you to know you're included when im doing my reflections at night. Good to know your house is safe! 1 more person who truly cares added on the list. Many of us are all here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-4701828551175053040?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4701828551175053040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=4701828551175053040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/4701828551175053040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/4701828551175053040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2007/09/daniel.html' title='Daniel'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-4479645307348796375</id><published>2007-08-27T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T00:28:31.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Taken weeks ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Gwen Stefani's The Sweet Escape Tour Concert!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC01356.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" width="200" height="150"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC01360.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" width="200" height="150"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore Indoor Stadium, the size of the stage resembling a random pavement on the sidewalks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC01357.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"width="200" height="150"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From where I'm sitting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC01359.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"width="200" height="150"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mysterious couple who disappeared once the concert commenced&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC01358.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"width="200" height="150"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does my eyes look so puffy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC01366.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"width="200" height="150"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving the carpark, there's a sneak at that character perched on her seat belt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-4479645307348796375?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4479645307348796375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=4479645307348796375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/4479645307348796375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/4479645307348796375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2007/08/taken-weeks-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-6301305710324444686</id><published>2007-08-21T02:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T02:44:18.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. First off, what's your name?&lt;br /&gt;~Wong Weijing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Okay, but what does your bestfriend/s call you?&lt;br /&gt;~Waikim, kimmy, komz,, kim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Have you ever kissed someone withbraces?&lt;br /&gt;~nah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Who is the fourth received call onyour call list?&lt;br /&gt;~I have no idea where my phone is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.How many boy/girlfriend(s) you had?&lt;br /&gt;~3?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What is the wallpaper on your phone?&lt;br /&gt;~Alien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. How many pillows on your bed?&lt;br /&gt;~One okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Who was the last text message yousent to?&lt;br /&gt;~Do you want me to check? Okay its chengcheng i think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.What color is your shirt right now?&lt;br /&gt;~Green tee with a monkey print.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What was the best thing that happened to you last year?&lt;br /&gt;~Last year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What did you ate this morning?&lt;br /&gt;~Bread with margarine and sugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Who's the last person who make youcry?&lt;br /&gt;~myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you cook?&lt;br /&gt;~:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What schools have you attendedsince young?&lt;br /&gt;~ah, you'd know if you know me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you miss someone now?&lt;br /&gt;~Very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Who was the last person that madeyou laugh?&lt;br /&gt;~My dad perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Wad is your Hobbies?&lt;br /&gt;~are you mean. Fun stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Who do you make fun of the most atschool?&lt;br /&gt;~I don't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What's the longest time you've evertalked on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;~Forgot, don't fancy it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Do you think you've gottenmore handsome/pretty since gradeschool?&lt;br /&gt;~People change, times change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Have you seen your bestfriend cry?&lt;br /&gt;~YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Do you dance in the car?&lt;br /&gt;~Yeah, some sort of madeup ugly dance in yb's car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What do you think of fishing?&lt;br /&gt;~smelly, don't fancy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Do you and your best friend actalike?&lt;br /&gt;~Depends isnt it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. You love...?&lt;br /&gt;~everyone I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Does your mom vacuum early in themorning, when you're sleeping?&lt;br /&gt;~Yes, used to. And I'd shout real loud. HAHHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Are your parents loving?&lt;br /&gt;~I wouldn't know right. But I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29: What is ur target in life?&lt;br /&gt;~Love my family, work hard. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30: Which countries have you been to?&lt;br /&gt;~Malaysia,Hong kong,Thailand,Taipei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Would you rather sleep at a friend's or have them over?&lt;br /&gt;~Sleep over, my places' too small&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. When was the last time you wrote anote, and to who?&lt;br /&gt;~Today at the office when I knocked off, to Minghui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Where are you now?&lt;br /&gt;~In my bedroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Do you have any siblings?&lt;br /&gt;~2 elder sisters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Is your r/s with them gd?&lt;br /&gt;~Thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Do you have a hard time admitting you're wrong?&lt;br /&gt;~Not at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Who was the last person you heldhands with?&lt;br /&gt;~Don't know, timmy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. What shoes did you wear today?&lt;br /&gt;~White slip ons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. What will make you lose yourappetite?&lt;br /&gt;~When I fall sick probably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. What colour is your laundry basket?&lt;br /&gt;~Red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Do you have any Levis pants/jeans?&lt;br /&gt;~Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. What do u like to eat?&lt;br /&gt;~Sushi, steak,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. You feel sorry to anyone in yourlife?&lt;br /&gt;~Don't think so. I try my best to not have regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. How many room flat do you stay?&lt;br /&gt;~Could you please phrase that properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Where did you get your last bruisefrom?&lt;br /&gt;~I don't have any&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. How tall are you?&lt;br /&gt;~161cm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. List three things/person that keepsyou going in life?&lt;br /&gt;~Missing, strength, life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Where do you wish to go for Holiday?&lt;br /&gt;~Japan/Gold Coast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-6301305710324444686?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6301305710324444686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=6301305710324444686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/6301305710324444686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/6301305710324444686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2007/08/quiz.html' title='Quiz'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-5909368613632865606</id><published>2007-07-26T02:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T02:47:04.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The things I wish, remembered, and hate.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wish you could hold me, tell me everything's fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wish I could say good-bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wish that I drunk the barley you made for me, really I would, if I knew when tomorrow come, you left the house early, and never came back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And the house never remained one, as you see, it could never be the same again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wish you had taught me how to brew them, so I could share with the rest of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I remembered you massaging my shoulders two nights before, and how I slept on your bed with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How we played, and how your legs tangled up with mine, and most of all, I miss your smell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thinking of it now, it seemed like such a long time ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That table, I shifted it, did you know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A long time ago, I was typing my presentation on this very notebook, and you were behind me, massaging my shoulders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I remembered how I was having an econs exam when it happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I never knew then, my text was sent to a ruined mobile phone, and it layed as original as it was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Hi mom, do I have to get the newspapers again tonight?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hate how strangers appear in the house, walking around as if your presence never existed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How lives go on as per normal, like you never were there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hate how we walk around, stomping around the house, where you once reigned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;These figures, talk and speak, eat and sleep in the same way like it used to be, as if you never was there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How it has to go on, I hate it every single day of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Take me away with you, please."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"If you have to leave, can you please take me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I begged at your feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You never spoke, leaving me on the cold white floor, after a slow deliberate shake of the head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I remember the pain in your eyes, I know how you couldn't bear to leave, but had to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The pain inside showed your longing to stay, how difficult you were trying to fight back those tears, how much you wanted to break down and crumple, but you couldn't, not in front of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And right then, I knew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I knew how much more you pained, so much more than any of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I remember how you came to comfort me that day, when the lights went out, when it was cold in my dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I remember clearly your warm body, and I snuggled next to you, and how everything didn't matter, how icy and cold the surroundings were, all I had was you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;With the longing warmth, I fell asleep to a peaceful night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If I had one last chance in this world, I'd give anything for you to come back to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Perhaps for a fraction of a second, I'd be contented.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This time, tell me you're doing good, getting on fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wish I could know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Exactly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I want to know badly, because we cant do without you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It really seems like a long time ago - seeing you in front of me, feeling your touch, talking to you, playing with you.&lt;br /&gt;They seem to be blocked by many several new things, and buried back in those years you were here.&lt;br /&gt;Neverthelessly, they were real, yet short.&lt;br /&gt;So unbelievable, like it never existed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I learnt to be appreciative of things and people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I thank you for you being there, just being here, in the early years of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For some reason, you had to go. And I thank God for giving me you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I remember I once had you, in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi mom, I miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-5909368613632865606?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5909368613632865606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=5909368613632865606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/5909368613632865606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/5909368613632865606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2007/07/things-i-wish-remembered-and-hate.html' title='The things I wish, remembered, and hate.'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-6894439712321606537</id><published>2007-07-24T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T01:46:23.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reading HP &amp; the deathly hallows</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Soulmate" by Natasha Beddingfield&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Incompatible, it don't matter though&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'cos someone's bound to hear my cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Speak out if you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You're not easy to find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Is it possible Mr. Loveable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Is already in my life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Right in front of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Or maybe you're in disguise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Who doesn't long for someone to hold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Who knows how to love you without being told&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Somebody tell me why I'm on my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If there's a soulmate for everyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here we are again, circles never end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How do I find the perfect fit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There's enough for everyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But I'm still waiting in line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Who doesn't long for someone to hold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Who knows how to love you without being told&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Somebody tell me why I'm on my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If there's a soulmate for everyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If there's a soulmate for everyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Most relationships seem so transitory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;They're all good but not the permanent one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Who doesn't long for someone to hold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Who knows how to love you without being told&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Somebody tell me why I'm on my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If there's a soulmate for everyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Who doesn't long for someone to hold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Who knows how to love you without being told&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Somebody tell me why I'm on my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If there's a soulmate for everyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If there's a soulmate for everyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dam emotional now, i got teary while reading HP.&lt;br /&gt;i feel his emotions, and exactly how he feels.&lt;br /&gt;why did everyone had to leave?&lt;br /&gt;actually he has no one, other than ron and hermoine.&lt;br /&gt;but like i said, they're just friends.&lt;br /&gt;dam angry why dumbledore die!&lt;br /&gt;every tiniest flutter of hope extinguishes with a click of the hand, and every person HP loved and ever attached himself to, leaves him all alone.&lt;br /&gt;sucks.&lt;br /&gt;ok will finish this book tonight, kinda scared to continue.&lt;br /&gt;it's getting tougher to read on, pain elevating by the minute. (no irony)&lt;br /&gt;SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;but we all gotta face the awful truth.&lt;br /&gt;long live HP! im with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-6894439712321606537?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6894439712321606537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=6894439712321606537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/6894439712321606537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/6894439712321606537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2007/07/soulmate-by-natasha-beddingfield.html' title='Reading HP &amp; the deathly hallows'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-1523749045896885906</id><published>2007-07-22T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T00:32:17.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter and the deathly hallows</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The long awaited day is here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The final Harry Potter book!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This calls for a real celebration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It was damn funny, I was getting home from school yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And there was this girl on the lowermost steps of an overhead bridge, reading the final one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I thought to myself wow its really getting to everyone isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Felt like snatching away from her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And this boy beside me on the bus was holding HP the 1st.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAHAHAHHA worldwide frenzy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wenta lot1 and headed to Popular's, couldn't resist the urge to take a look at the book and the crowd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hm, I'd prolly go to get it at 7.01am if I own a car, and a driver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I supposed we'll have to wait until sis gets home, because she'd have pre-ordered it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ANYWAY, I went home to see a very serious timmy sitting on the bed and reading it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Shocked beyond words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The plastic bag from the store was just beside, and I shouted at her "WHY YOU GO AND BUY WITHOUT TELLING ME!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I went on and on about Singpost giving free delivery (or 10% from pre-order in stores) and we could have got it very early in the morning etc etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then I sat and carefully held the cover sheet in my hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Please do not think I'm crazy, you just don't read Rowling's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I went into a frenzy of what's gonna happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And freaking resisted the urge to peep at any of the sentences she was reading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But, damn. It's really an undelightful feeling to endure when someone tells you anything regarding the plot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And both of us was marvelling to my dad about this book and how everyone's gonna be waiting for 7.01am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He just cannot believe the price.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Timmy had to say to me at times:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Oh, this book is very sad you know." with an extremely sad expression, casually flipping til the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"SHUDDUP you, keep reading." as I ate my snacks with pain, looking away in disgust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Can you imagine? One person has already died at the beginning." as she went into 1/7 of the book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"SHUT UP!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I strangled and threatened her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"It was not I who killed Albus." Said she with an intuitive look, following on with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Who is Albus?" as if to taunt me and enjoying the feeling at that very moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm typing a relic of yesterday cause I fell asleep early, at approximately 9.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Half of me was tired, and the other half wanted to wake up to a brand new day for my turn to read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today was certainly fruitful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Went market in the morning, came home and started doing some maths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes, I did that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Only because I wanted to allocate my precious reading time dedicated to HP as a fruitful thereafter of revision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm at page 129 now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Could hardly breathe when I started first page, and worrying of missing any word it contained.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wanted to savour every piece of information, assuming what's to be assumed, slowly slowly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What could be better than reading a HP during cold days?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Gonna spend the night reading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tomorrow I'd wake up to a mind with fresh plot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everyone's gonna finish it though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome, awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun fact from FM: If you stacked up all the orders(FROM UK ONLY) of HP and the deathly hallows, one by one up, the height turns up to 11 times of Mount everest.&lt;br /&gt;Coolest shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byebye! Harry Potter-ing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-1523749045896885906?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1523749045896885906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=1523749045896885906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/1523749045896885906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/1523749045896885906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2007/07/harry-potter-and-deathly-hallows.html' title='Harry Potter and the deathly hallows'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-1737917595321939012</id><published>2007-07-20T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T02:14:23.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gwen Stefani's LIVE concert WON!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When you want something very much, you have to put in effort and sacrifice time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I won Gwen Stefani's tickets today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Still considering the odds of going, I just wanted to win.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'd prolly go because zhuzhu said "What?! OH MY GOD I can't believe it. Go! It's Gwen. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAHHAHAHAHAHHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's on 14Aug, and I have a Maths exam on that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bummer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ph coming back next wed.&lt;br /&gt;good&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-1737917595321939012?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1737917595321939012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=1737917595321939012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/1737917595321939012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/1737917595321939012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2007/07/gwen-stefanis-live-concert-won.html' title='Gwen Stefani&apos;s LIVE concert WON!'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-5814330306452976948</id><published>2007-07-19T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T02:06:19.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gwen Stefani's</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I must admit one's proficiency of language gets &lt;em&gt;obsolete&lt;/em&gt; when put to lesser use.&lt;br /&gt;My English is getting bad.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should write more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I'm trying to win Gwen Stefani's Sweet Escape Tour Concert tickets on 987fm.&lt;br /&gt;Actually I'm not that keen to go, but I always get close to winning, but some guys ALWAYS beat me to it.&lt;br /&gt;I love challenges, it's fun to compete with so many people and you gotta be the first to get it right.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE THE KICK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so today's hint about the answer was a word starting with a g, and explains her truthfulness.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't come out with an answer, my mind was racing like a thesauras forming words with 'g'.&lt;br /&gt;I suppose I'm bad with g words.&lt;br /&gt;Do you know the answer?&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;It's so easy it nearly made me puke when the answer was out.&lt;br /&gt;One really gets affected by anxiety then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, work's down tomorrow so I'm able to stay up tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Just had instant noodles.&lt;br /&gt;Very happy.&lt;br /&gt;Remembering last night, I didn't really sleep alot though I was late for work still.&lt;br /&gt;Booze really makes my throat dry like sandpaper the night throughout.&lt;br /&gt;And I woke at 5am, thinking I could go do something and get ready for the day.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA yes this is me typing.&lt;br /&gt;It was costly, mental note not to do this too regularly.&lt;br /&gt;Transport please! No motorcycles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should really blog more often, because I know you're reading.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA damn cool really, it does pays to know whose reading.&lt;br /&gt;How nice if my thoughts could be transferred automatically to this host, it's tiring to think of what to write about.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I always do reflections before going to head (I mean bed HAHA), just not with the keyboard on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been wanting to get ds lite, white of course.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;Figured its time to reward myself, despite of these times.&lt;br /&gt;Contributing anyone?&lt;br /&gt;You could chip in for the console.&lt;br /&gt;OR SHOULD I GET WII?&lt;br /&gt;Dilemma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-5814330306452976948?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5814330306452976948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=5814330306452976948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/5814330306452976948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/5814330306452976948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2007/07/gwen-stefanis.html' title='Gwen Stefani&apos;s'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-5380796489784553132</id><published>2007-07-13T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T23:45:09.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love or  Money?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hi guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A question to kick off the wonderful weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love or money?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A very lovely conversation is taking place right now with my future business partner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Im choosing money but you-know-who chose love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Life is full of shit, and sometimes surprises, very little times though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everyone says life is fair, but we would only know at the end of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And you never know when's the end of your life, so everyone stays in this depressing period of self-lamenting and blaming the world and forget about the beautiful things in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And just die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;End of story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We start with nothing; therefore have nothing to lose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyhow, I'd definitely choose money to come in my life now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AS YOU KNOW the circumstances, I wouldn't talk about it here because it's really my private life, a joke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Money makes you trouble-free, and turns somehow to happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Friends and family are enough to keep the love going, and most importantly, the love never ends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Why hanker after something or someone who doesnt hanker over you already?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You end up wasting time and youth, both which imo, is money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Many times people go through depression or goes though a rough patch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Its hard I KNOW, I KNOW, I KNOW (I really do), but do think of people around you who are going through harder tougher times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't bother looking too far away, because they may just be your friends or family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yeah I mean parents in most cases.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SIGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hate people who doesnt have to bother about school stuffs, household bills, all the jokes,shits, and aiya just money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy optimistic people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Golden decade we're going through.&lt;br /&gt;Time to make money people.&lt;br /&gt;EARN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/Hey bee, thank you for loving me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-5380796489784553132?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5380796489784553132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=5380796489784553132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/5380796489784553132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/5380796489784553132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2007/07/love-or-money.html' title='Love or  Money?'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-5882882837088902269</id><published>2007-07-07T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T00:55:33.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friday again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FRIDAY AGAIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Another week conquered, lessons getting harder; work's manageable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Shall spend my saturday on revision and sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Gonna have fun on sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FRUITFUL WEEKEND.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-5882882837088902269?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5882882837088902269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=5882882837088902269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/5882882837088902269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/5882882837088902269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2007/07/friday-again.html' title='friday again!'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-6265004789470388662</id><published>2007-07-02T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T00:04:12.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday june</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's 12 midnight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy birthday to the baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3 minutes into a new age!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*throw party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-6265004789470388662?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6265004789470388662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=6265004789470388662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/6265004789470388662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/6265004789470388662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2007/07/happy-birthday-june.html' title='Happy birthday june'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-5880454903980033604</id><published>2007-06-30T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T00:35:24.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WAHAHHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TGIF, I was whooping for joy in the office.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Two beautiful days to rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I understand what it's like for working people to crave for weekends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Allelujah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/you have no idea how &lt;em&gt;glad&lt;/em&gt; i am!&lt;br /&gt;throw party tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-5880454903980033604?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5880454903980033604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=5880454903980033604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/5880454903980033604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/5880454903980033604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2007/06/tgif.html' title='TGIF'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-2668568597917739067</id><published>2007-06-27T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T00:38:29.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;JASomething to share:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I value the friend who for me finds time on his calendar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but I cherish the friend who for me does not consult his calendar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-2668568597917739067?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/2668568597917739067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=2668568597917739067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/2668568597917739067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/2668568597917739067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2007/06/quote-of-day.html' title='Quote of the day'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-5076812794461106136</id><published>2007-06-23T02:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T02:58:17.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad joke.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;From my last post, my life has been a joke.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I wouldn't have any idea where to start.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm spending my past weeks in a bad state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine being waking up in the mornings by bank calls, with hardly enjoying any sleep the night before.&lt;br /&gt;Waking up to check your mailbox for a reply you desperately need.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine having to meet ridiculous deadlines, which each is deterred by another institution.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine making empty trips to places, which turns out to seem like a real bad joke.&lt;br /&gt;Even the simplest task is taking the role of a taunting leader, manipulating you like a ragdoll. Paper-made.&lt;br /&gt;And you really want every of this to end, and return to a peaceful tune. Or was it?&lt;br /&gt;Imagine your friends being not supportive enough, bothering about random scenarios and gets on your nerves because they have no idea of what its like. That doesn't help.&lt;br /&gt;Oh strike that out, I always believed friends are just friends right?&lt;br /&gt;(Hm, well im really not pinpointing anyone, definitely not you june. Because you're not my friend remember.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST IMAGINE.&lt;br /&gt;To agree with win, we are all part of this cosmic joke.&lt;br /&gt;To agree that no one would know how to save you from it.&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;On top of that, I am also cash-strapped. But what's new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classes have started, and I'm feeling very very tired.&lt;br /&gt;Physically and mentally.&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually surprised I could hold on until now, very.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever you are, God, stop this. Stop this joke.&lt;br /&gt;Stop making me mental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想着这些年过了一关又一关&lt;br /&gt;也许我太逞强&lt;br /&gt;但是我无时无刻都在想&lt;br /&gt;你的臂弯&lt;br /&gt;给我力量陪我闯荡&lt;br /&gt;也许我们都不讲&lt;br /&gt;把爱留在我的心上&lt;br /&gt;超越了太多梦想&lt;br /&gt;时光匆忙不曾遗忘&lt;br /&gt;随时可以回头看那些时光&lt;br /&gt;你在身旁给我的温暖&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN.&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago, I was reading a book and this poor girl was giving birth in the operation room, surrounded by doctors and nurses she barely knew. She's 14 only.&lt;br /&gt;It struck to me, that &lt;em&gt;she&lt;/em&gt; couldn't be there with me.&lt;br /&gt;Be there holding my hand, going through the pain.&lt;br /&gt;Reassuring me, that everything will be just fine.&lt;br /&gt;Just being beside makes a great difference. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to me, the unspeakable pain in this world would be child-birth.&lt;br /&gt;No word-of-mouths, expectations, books, lectures will be nearly as close to the real thing.&lt;br /&gt;On top of this, I'd prolly have a dumb husband filming the whole process (but most men faint in the operation room anyway.)&lt;br /&gt;and like I said, husband(s), friends; lovers; men will just be husband(s); friends; lovers; men.&lt;br /&gt;Useless, really.&lt;br /&gt;They wouldn't &lt;em&gt;understand.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's stop praying; it doesnt work.&lt;br /&gt;Just give me and lzx, strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To share, something from one of my favourite authors, James Patterson:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"..I arrive there a little past eight. A friend I knew, sat me down and told me that Maria was dead by the time they got her to the hospital. It had been a ride-by shooting outside the projects. No one knew why, or who could have done the shooting. We never got to say goodbye. There was no preparation, no warning at all, no explanation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The pain inside was like a steel column that extended from the center of my chest all the way up into my forehead. I thought about Maria constantly, day and night. After three years, I was finally beginning to forget. I was learning how."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Junejune, faster get back from phuket.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Need you to treat me to drinks with your rich UOB card.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Haha :(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&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/9037921-5076812794461106136?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5076812794461106136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=5076812794461106136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/5076812794461106136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/5076812794461106136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2007/06/bad-joke.html' title='Bad joke.'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-2536853187235914758</id><published>2007-06-09T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T15:06:41.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>giddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Preceding my giddy spells and all, check out my chat windows.&lt;br /&gt;It's early afternoon, finally I woke up 10am to check my emails.&lt;br /&gt;Loans kinda settled, waiting for confirmation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIDDY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/giddy1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/giddy2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-2536853187235914758?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/2536853187235914758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=2536853187235914758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/2536853187235914758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/2536853187235914758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2007/06/giddy.html' title='giddy'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-6238213185987909183</id><published>2007-06-09T02:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T03:00:37.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pact (10)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Avril Lavigne - Keep Holding On&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You're not alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Together we stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'll be by your side, you know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'll take your hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When it gets cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And it feels like the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There's no place to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You know I won't give in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No I won't give in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Keep holding on'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just stay strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'Cause you know I'm here for you, I'm here for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There's nothing you could say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nothing you could do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There's no other way when it comes to the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So keep holding on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wish you were here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Before it's too late, this could all disappear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Before the doors close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And it comes to an end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;With you by my side I will fight and defend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'll fight and defend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yeah, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Keep holding on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just stay strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'Cause you know I'm here for you, I'm here for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There's nothing you could say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nothing you could do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There's no other way when it comes to the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So keep holding on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hear me when I say, when I say I believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nothing's gonna change, nothing's gonna change destiny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Whatever's meant to be will work out perfectly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;La da da daLa da da da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;La da da da da da da da da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hey you, this song goes to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cheer up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We always make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I had a real bad day.&lt;br /&gt;Week.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still having this headache.&lt;br /&gt;Don't even ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00731.jpg" height="160" width="210" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-6238213185987909183?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6238213185987909183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=6238213185987909183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/6238213185987909183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/6238213185987909183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2007/06/pact-10.html' title='Pact (10)'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-7165893574643501478</id><published>2007-06-06T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T00:02:26.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nauseos</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Glad to see that yanny's leading a normal life.&lt;br /&gt;Waking up for breakfast!&lt;br /&gt;That doesnt sound right for us.&lt;br /&gt;I bet its that new girl around her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, toms heading back to ngeeann to get the graduation gowns for monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling nauseous and all wrong now.&lt;br /&gt;Been wanting to get back home to watch the simple life during work, but it cannot be played on my laptop.&lt;br /&gt;Too pirated i guess.&lt;br /&gt;How do I stop the puking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh.&lt;br /&gt;I can feel food still somewhere in my oesophagus.&lt;br /&gt;I tried to eat a green apple serving as something sour, but there was some weird suspending subtance (HAHAHA not subtance la, string-like stuff) near the stalk.&lt;br /&gt;A very long worm?&lt;br /&gt;Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June's making me very jealous as she's watching l word now.&lt;br /&gt;Bumming around's not fun at all.&lt;br /&gt;I need cash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-7165893574643501478?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7165893574643501478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=7165893574643501478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ugly ones too. Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For the benefit of you know, kind souls who still take the effort to view this blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YANNY:&lt;br /&gt;Today's the first day you're gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I already miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I mean it, miss the desire to text you something funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Missed your presence today, miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HOWS BANGKOK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Come back to me please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I cant do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(I promise you that photo is well-share between me and june. But feel free to check out friendster anytime.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAHAHHAHAHAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Parts of the above is true, as people seem to know, I always say things I mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC01191.jpg" height="250" width="180" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YANNY I MISS YOU (so desperate!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC01189.jpg" height="250" width="180" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because yanny has left, im stuck with june. &lt;br /&gt;but she's so grumpy all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC01171-1.jpg" height="250" width="180" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and bao too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC01192.jpg" height="250" width="180" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;june, what did you do again?&lt;br /&gt;i said i hate you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC01190.jpg" height="250" width="180" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC01151.jpg" height="250" width="180" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random, aza's room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC01198.jpg" height="250" width="180" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this baby near my office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC01196.jpg" height="180" width="220" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im dying to meet its owner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC01200.jpg" height="180" width="220" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA luckily she doesnt know about this blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC01207.jpg" height="180" width="220" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-7262508363429974172?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7262508363429974172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=7262508363429974172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/7262508363429974172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/7262508363429974172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2007/06/photos.html' title='Photos'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-3465957401394786541</id><published>2007-06-05T02:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T02:28:34.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HongKong Cafe + Labyrinth</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today I had some life with the gang.&lt;br /&gt;Went for dinner at XinWang HK Cafe at Marina, then Labyrinth to meet lachelle. Of course, jac was there.&lt;br /&gt;Miss her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Gonna workout tomorrow since work's down again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I figured I could go alone to the gym first, the hit the waters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cool eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Alright, today was fun.&lt;br /&gt;Had drinnks and frolic at labyrinth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I miss hanging out and everyone's totally comfortable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Haven't had good fun since long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/04062007387.jpg" height="170" width="220" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/04062007386.jpg" height="170" width="220"  border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC01210.jpg" height="170" width="220" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss her alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC01213.jpg" height="170" width="220" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/04062007383.jpg" height="170" width="220" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever happened to my hair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/04062007385.jpg" height="170" width="220" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/04062007379.jpg" height="170" width="220" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC01204.jpg" height="170" width="220" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is, stop it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC01202.jpg" height="170" width="220" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while in the lift during a lousy break.&lt;br /&gt;note how my hand looked so manly; result of working. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC01199.jpg" height="170" width="220" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha karin looked weird&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-3465957401394786541?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3465957401394786541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=3465957401394786541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/3465957401394786541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/3465957401394786541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2007/06/hongkong-cafe-labyrinth.html' title='HongKong Cafe + Labyrinth'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-5281591941749377625</id><published>2007-06-03T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T23:42:03.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Finally had a whole day to myself domestically.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, starting bridging course in about two weeks' time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Life's been a breeze since graduation, only dough is the persisting problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I gotta work harder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No time to dwell on irrelevant issues, you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But I wouldn't reject my social life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SIGH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Spent the day with baby yesterday and went back to AcidBar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lovely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chanced upon Yukai in town, which kinda surprised me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I miss travelling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yanny's gone to Bangkok for internship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Heard her luggage was still stuck in Singapore while she reached.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Good luck pretty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'd love to visit you sometime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you see, I really don't have anything much to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;Bah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-5281591941749377625?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5281591941749377625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=5281591941749377625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/5281591941749377625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/5281591941749377625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2007/06/boring.html' title='Boring'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-7816519570223870087</id><published>2007-06-02T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T01:04:01.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yb's farewell</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC01184.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC01174.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC01173.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="230" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC01171.jpg" width="190" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC01160.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="230" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC01152.jpg" width="170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Acid Bar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Rouge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-7816519570223870087?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7816519570223870087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=7816519570223870087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/7816519570223870087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/7816519570223870087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2007/06/ybs-farewell.html' title='Yb&apos;s farewell'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-6143536895109779926</id><published>2007-05-31T02:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T02:11:47.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Face Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Face Down - Red Jumpsuit Apparatus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, girl, you know you drive me crazy&lt;br /&gt;one look puts the rhythm in my hand.&lt;br /&gt;Still I'll never understand why you hang around&lt;br /&gt;I see what's going down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cover up with makeup in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;tell yourself, it's never gonna happen again&lt;br /&gt;You cry alone and then he swears he loves you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel like a man when you push her around?&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel better now as she falls to the ground?&lt;br /&gt;Well I'll tell you my friend, one day this world's going to end as your lies crumble down, a new life she has found.&lt;br /&gt;A pebble in the water makes a ripple effect&lt;br /&gt;every action in this world will bear a consequence&lt;br /&gt;If you wade around forever, you will surely drown&lt;br /&gt;I see what's going down.&lt;br /&gt;I see the way you go and say you're right again,say you're right again&lt;br /&gt;Heed my lecture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel like a man when you push her around?&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel better now as she falls to the ground?&lt;br /&gt;Well I'll tell you my friend, one day this world's going to end&lt;br /&gt;as your lies crumble down, a new life she has...&lt;br /&gt;One day she will tell you that she has had enough&lt;br /&gt;It's coming round again.&lt;br /&gt;[x2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel like a man when you push her around?&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel better now as she falls to the ground?&lt;br /&gt;Well I'll tell you my friend, one day this world's going to end&lt;br /&gt;as your lies crumble down, a new life she has...&lt;br /&gt;Face down in the dirt, she said,&lt;br /&gt;"This doesn't hurt", she said,&lt;br /&gt;"I finally had enough."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-6143536895109779926?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6143536895109779926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=6143536895109779926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/6143536895109779926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/6143536895109779926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2007/05/face-down.html' title='Face Down'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-457937135515426819</id><published>2007-05-26T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T01:14:55.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gui @ BAPE</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed width="430" height="389" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://vid159.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid159.photobucket.com/albums/t146/swama07/554.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The world's biggest BAPE STORE opened in Taipei on 15.09.2007.&lt;br /&gt;It's two storeys:&lt;br /&gt;1st - A BATHING APE &amp; BAPE by A Bathing Ape&lt;br /&gt;2nd - BAPY, APEE &amp; BAPE KIDS&lt;br /&gt;It's magnificent people.&lt;br /&gt;As seen, many celebrities.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM DAMN BORED&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-457937135515426819?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/457937135515426819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=457937135515426819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/457937135515426819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/457937135515426819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2007/05/gui-bape.html' title='Gui @ BAPE'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-8084986824191047880</id><published>2007-05-21T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T23:49:40.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lips of an angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hinder - Lips of an Angel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Honey why you calling me so late?&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda hard to talk right now.&lt;br /&gt;Honey why are you crying? Is everything okay?&lt;br /&gt;I gotta whisper 'cause I can't be too loud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my girl's in the next room&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish she was you&lt;br /&gt;I guess we never really moved on&lt;br /&gt;It's really good to hear your voice saying my name&lt;br /&gt;It sounds so sweet&lt;br /&gt;Coming from the lips of an angel&lt;br /&gt;Hearing those words it makes me weak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I never wanna say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;But girl you make it hard to be faithful&lt;br /&gt;With the lips of an angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny that you're calling me tonight&lt;br /&gt;And, yes, I've dreamt of you too&lt;br /&gt;And does he know you're talking to me&lt;br /&gt;Will it start a fight&lt;br /&gt;No I don't think she has a clue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well my girl's in the next room&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish she was you&lt;br /&gt;I guess we never really moved on&lt;br /&gt;It's really good to hear your voice saying my name&lt;br /&gt;It sounds so sweet&lt;br /&gt;Coming from the lips of an angel&lt;br /&gt;Hearing those words it makes me weak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I never wanna say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;But girl you make it hard to be faithful&lt;br /&gt;With the lips of an angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really good to hear your voice saying my name&lt;br /&gt;It sounds so sweet&lt;br /&gt;Coming from the lips of an angel&lt;br /&gt;Hearing those words it makes me weak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I never wanna say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;But girl you make it hard to be faithful&lt;br /&gt;With the lips of an angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I never wanna say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;But girl you make it hard to be faithful&lt;br /&gt;With the lips of an angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honey why you calling me so late? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Awwwww.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Don't you just &lt;em&gt;feel&lt;/em&gt; for him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Lovely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Been playing Hinder's songs lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Real good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-8084986824191047880?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8084986824191047880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=8084986824191047880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/8084986824191047880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/8084986824191047880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2007/05/lips-of-angel.html' title='Lips of an angel'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-2787258941699454184</id><published>2007-05-20T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T22:39:07.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>II</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC01135.jpg" height="150" width="190" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know who&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-2787258941699454184?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/2787258941699454184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=2787258941699454184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/2787258941699454184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/2787258941699454184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2007/05/ii.html' title='II'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-2243491915450236826</id><published>2007-05-19T04:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T04:27:26.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>People I met up with these days.&lt;br /&gt;As you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC01134.jpg" height="150" width="190" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC01133.jpg" height="150" width="190" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC01125.jpg" height="270" width="190" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC01121.jpg" height="150" width="190" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC01116.jpg" height="150" width="190" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC01118.jpg" height="150" width="190" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC01117.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" height="150" width="190" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC01105.jpg" border="0" height="150" width="190" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-2243491915450236826?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/2243491915450236826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=2243491915450236826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/2243491915450236826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/2243491915450236826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2007/05/people-i-met-up-with-these-days.html' title=''/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-8386959096437544426</id><published>2007-04-15T03:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T03:09:27.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter &amp; The Goblet Of Fire 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"No spell can reawake the dead, Harry", said Dumbledore through his moon-shaped spectacles, "I trust that you know that." Harry's face fell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PAUSE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Dark and difficult times lie ahead."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Soon, we all have to make a choice between what is right and what is easy," reminded kind Dumbledore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Gripping both his shoulders, he had to break it to him "Remember this, you have friends here, you're not alone."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SOB.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yeah, but friends just ultimately, are just friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SOBBBBB.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-8386959096437544426?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8386959096437544426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=8386959096437544426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/8386959096437544426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/8386959096437544426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2007/04/harry-potter-goblet-of-fire-2.html' title='Harry Potter &amp; The Goblet Of Fire 2'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-6937215205245690157</id><published>2007-04-15T02:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T03:11:32.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter &amp; The Goblet Of Fire</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm utterly devastated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cedric Diggory is dead, again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, I'm watching Harry Potter &amp; The Goblet Of Fire now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I get so emotional whenever both he and Cedric appears on Hogwarts grounds after facing Voldemort (I hope Im brave enough to say his name.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;POOR CEDRIC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;POOR DAD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PARENTS ALWAYS SUFFER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;POOR HARRY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wenta rent this and "Into The Blue" by sexy Paul Walker and Jessica Alba.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tsk, I've already watchd both umpteen times though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Felt like watching another Harry's because I just finished reading my 100th of the book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Does anyone remember if it was Snape who killed Dumbledore in HP &amp;amp; The Order of Phoenix?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I cannot recall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ooooh, HP's last book is on the bookings now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Grab a copy and save 10% off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Harry Potter &amp; The Deadly Hallows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PLEASE LEND ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Because my sister's prolly not going to bring it home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, I'd borrow "The Order of Phoenix" from the library soon, gotta catch up and recap the lovely story!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OOOOOOOO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay, bye then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The show's stopped at Harry in "Mad-Eye's" room and Peter Crouch is gonna appear soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Let's pray for Cedric Diggory and his family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yesterday we chanced upon the aftermath of an accident.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dad was showing the newspaper to me today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;An SMRT bus knocked into 2 lovely women aged 42 and 44.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;They were going home from a spa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One died after an hour of rescueing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The other one is in ICU, with 50% chance of survival.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I AM SO AFFECTED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;BE STRONG, PEOPLE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;PLEASE DONT FORGET TO PRAY FOR THESE FAMILIES AS YOU EXIT MY BLOG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;PLEASE, BE GOOOOOOD TO YOUR PARENTS; SHOW IT!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Back to HP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I should sleep early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&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/9037921-6937215205245690157?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6937215205245690157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=6937215205245690157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/6937215205245690157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/6937215205245690157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2007/04/harry-potter-goblet-of-fire.html' title='Harry Potter &amp; The Goblet Of Fire'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-3096274995411262431</id><published>2007-04-13T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T00:31:37.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHAHHA ( haha, that was supposed to be in a conversation!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, hey hi, its me hitting the keys of my desktop again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nowadays, boredom is really beginning to set in, sink in, hitting me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Days when I wake up wondering which day it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Days I sleep like crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Days I stay online like a nocturnal beast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Days I do nothing other than read some already-being-read-umpteen-times books and comics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Days when I actually find it &lt;em&gt;irritating &lt;/em&gt;to irritate my dad and sis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Days I stay on the bed because there's simply nothing for me to do even if I get up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh yeah, forgot to mention that I fell sick on a ridiculous hot milo in the morning and suffered for 4 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When is work going to start?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm so out of dough soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dragged myself all the way to pasir ris again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;During the journey, I entertained myself with Perfect 10 (hahaha it's really hilarious with dan &amp; &lt;em&gt;young&lt;/em&gt;.) and some funny videos I have in mind to take in Taipei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I also got a strong desire to fly off overseas alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Not for sympathy or any sort, but gaining another insight and come back more independent is one of my top priority these days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hate hate hate to rely on people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Especially when they're all not around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Though there're many cons with travelling alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But pros outweigh them, I crave to write my diary, take my own videos and photographs, make friends with locals and have real fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Or taking the same plane with a friend and then go separate ways!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tsk, people, save up to go experience the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Youth, for merlin's beard, is precious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Expenses these days are on the rise crazily, as I've learnt that I'm actually 20 and not a child anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tsk, money's really important to me as I've learnt it the hard way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So if I travel alone, I'd make sure I have plentiful of extra cash with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hey CR, let's really save up alright?!?!!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As you know, it's hard to beg for money from others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Insecure like shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Three weeks have then passed since Taipei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I miss the food, experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Any many more I could do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today I really wanted to fly off alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's quite easy to travel around there anyway, and public transport's good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wish Singapore has got more spots to go to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Awww dont we all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Aza said she hates to see me talking about miserable shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So today im talking about neutral things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I miss the good poly days where we slacked and walked around town.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I miss OLD LIFE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ARG AZALEAS SIAOYING AMILY YIXIAN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait to see you guys on tues.&lt;br /&gt;Cant believe yixian's really going to aussie for one whole month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well not to mention the times when I was 16.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh my god.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Freaking 4 years passed but I still feel the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chatting, doing nothing, spending most of my time in bed, and so on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Why did I let this happen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Time to earn money and travel, dudes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Really, it's worth the money, trust me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Go alone though, if you cant find good travelling companions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You'd only remain a jaded person in the well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAHHAHA with this, I remind june that we're going Redang in mid may.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Stop scrimping and wanting to save up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*Flashes many travelling promotions ideas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Haha aza, isn't this a normal post?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Take a look at my day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Even the tee looks elated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC01046.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC01031.jpg" width="180" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ending off, last night at approximately 330am, someone made a withheld call to my handphone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Apparently, I knew he/she wasn't going to speak up as I answered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Really irritating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's been months ago since I got them coming frequently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Please stop it will you? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You know who you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-3096274995411262431?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3096274995411262431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=3096274995411262431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/3096274995411262431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/3096274995411262431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2007/04/hahahha-haha-that-was-supposed-to-be-in.html' title=''/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-4936868478519125545</id><published>2007-04-06T03:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T03:33:04.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATESSS ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Firstly, I'd like to apologise for never being a punctual person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today was another day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I would just take as much time I have and then go out late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Scheduled to go out at 3pm today, but did only one hour late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TSK. Can you imagine? And I only curled the bottom sections of my hair!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I woke up at 1pm though; which means I took 3 hours to bathe, eat, dress up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Excellent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I do not have time to sleep if I start working!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for always turning up late!&lt;br /&gt;I AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Being upset about life is a addict.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yanbing was crying and throwing out her anguish at the cheese prata shop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TSK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Life's full of shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm so short of money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And family matters still exist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Scandalous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I miss feng-li-su.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Another trip to Taipei in July, and a getaway to Redang in May would make my life better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's crazy la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Or should I go HongKong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Miss all the culture shocks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Small Singapork :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/I'm so depressed!&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, today's meet up was good good gooooooooood.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAHAHAHHAHA. Though I was LATE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-4936868478519125545?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4936868478519125545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=4936868478519125545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/4936868478519125545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/4936868478519125545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2007/04/updatesss.html' title='UPDATESSS ?'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-4405685289670495965</id><published>2007-03-29T02:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T02:27:39.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New chats</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can't deal with this ugly world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Haha, very interesting night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ALL my friends are depressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/ybmsn.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/ybmsn2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-4405685289670495965?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4405685289670495965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=4405685289670495965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/4405685289670495965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/4405685289670495965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2007/03/new-chats.html' title='New chats'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-8234666201732248086</id><published>2007-03-29T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T01:42:25.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dull</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It seems that everyone's getting depressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've been going into a dull conversation with june.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Check them out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/junemsn.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/junemsn2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. Just finished eating a braised beef cup noodle bought back from Taipei.&lt;br /&gt;They actually put real meat.&lt;br /&gt;Eeeks. Making a mental note to stop eating Myojo &amp; Campbells.&lt;br /&gt;MOS burger tommorow.&lt;br /&gt;I miss you-know-who after watching entertainment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-8234666201732248086?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8234666201732248086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=8234666201732248086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/8234666201732248086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/8234666201732248086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2007/03/dull.html' title='Dull'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-691102219350163617</id><published>2007-03-28T02:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T02:23:02.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things are getting out of hand</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I need to sidetrack from my trip to expose everyone to reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Last night I catched pursuit of happiness with esther.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Good show about family matters &amp; I appreciated it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And hitched a ride home from her classmate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Upon reaching home, the thing I feared most happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My dad was drunk and apparently just stepped into the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Timmy got a shock because I was standing there when she opened the door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, don't you think that people deal with grief differently?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I put him into bed &amp; also get really worried &amp;amp; tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How many a times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'd just like to say this on my blog:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He's not going to make it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Honestly, he is too weak, &amp; if I'm in his shoes, I would too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I prolly wouldn't be existing now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No one can do anything; like I said; it's impossible to control others' actions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Whenever I look at him this way, I see a very pathetic &amp; lonesome man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And last night, I came to an agonizing conclusion that it's really better for him to leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I tell myself that everyone leaves one fine day, and I KNOW and I've been telling myself one day I would have be leading a life with no parents, and prolly some siblings if they're still around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;See?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Quit complaining about your life and spend more time with family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I detest people saying how much you love your parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But don't spend time with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You'd think they know &amp;amp; understand you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But trust me, they dont &amp; wouldn't want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And the day when you understand this is the day when they leave this world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just go on regretting okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Im someone who believes actions counts more to the maximum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Last night, after leaving him alone to sleep, I was telling myself:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hey you can't even manage your own problems, what for do you even bother to CARE about your best friend? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Who apparently, doesnt appreciate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I hate unappreciative people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Really :) I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hey dad, I wouldn't blame you for leaving this world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You just cannot help it right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I know one day you would, its just a matter of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I know you would give the world to me if I wanted, and I thank you for all that you ever did; tried; sacrificed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When you can't take it no more, just go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I honestly think you are better off not staying here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wish you to be happy, more than anything else, if you'd believe in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LIKE I SAID.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everyone's weak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And my family, me dad timmy, are all pathetic weak people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fuck it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But I  &lt;em&gt;cant&lt;/em&gt; imagine life without my dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Additionally, I also &lt;em&gt;cant, simply CANT &lt;/em&gt;picture life without my mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So why I am living now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(Oh quit please, if you're asking me to be strong, let go, life has to go on, go fuck yourself.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I could choose to not let life go on right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Time is short, I don't have much time staying for other people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm not strong but I'm making myself better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Come on, stop living for youself and go treat your parents better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I feel fucking miserable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-691102219350163617?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/691102219350163617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=691102219350163617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/691102219350163617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/691102219350163617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2007/03/things-are-getting-out-of-hand.html' title='Things are getting out of hand'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-4140212065064886730</id><published>2007-03-28T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T02:03:39.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taipei Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay photos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have soo much to say about my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSCF2324.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XimenDing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSCF2322.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too early for the shops to open though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSCF2326.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot what it was they were holding.&lt;br /&gt;Okay it was mister donut! Sweet stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSCF2329.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some pets for sale!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSCF2328.jpg" width="190" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7-11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSCF2320.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang Chun Mian, Fishball Mian, Gu Lu Fan&lt;br /&gt;for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSCF2335.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out UNDERCOVER. The interior cafe! GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSCF2333.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it old school style?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSCF2336.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this exterior.&lt;br /&gt;Pity its all Japan brand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSCF2338.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Searched for damn long, let me present: Bape &amp; Apee!&lt;br /&gt;The one and only Bape in Taipei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSCF2339.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Address for Bape at Dong Qu. Some alley but its always good products you get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSCF2342.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoo, approaching Eclosion LoLL!&lt;br /&gt;Just imagine you-know-who walking in.&lt;br /&gt;It's all salesgirls :(&lt;br /&gt;Not my style girls clothes though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSCF2344.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You-know-who stood at this same spot outside.&lt;br /&gt;While making shots for the brand.&lt;br /&gt;Nice shirts &amp;amp; material.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSCF2340.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendly dude at a good store somewhere near Eclosion.&lt;br /&gt;Weekend Hippie stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;Aint she cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSCF2346.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good stuffs inside Sense Organ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSCF2347.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Palmboy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSCF2348.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSCF2349.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to get one of these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSCF2354.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right stepping out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSCF2355.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our expensive results.&lt;br /&gt;it was all crazy stuffs you bet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSCF2369.jpg" width="190" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally got to know what's guan dong zhu. and tt's a lunchbox on my left hand.&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the train at platform.&lt;br /&gt;Classic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSCF2368.jpg" width="190" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ilovesuper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSCF2396.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us at Jioufen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSCF2412.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, after many efforts, apery-tw for stage.&lt;br /&gt;A big thank you for the helpful dude at Nike for directing us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSCF2418.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What they selling at apery showcase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSCF2428.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XMD at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSCF2444.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our buyings.&lt;br /&gt;There's actually more but wei has already packed hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSCF2444.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That white BAPE is exclusive for Taipei.&lt;br /&gt;No, I didn't get Baby Milo but I asked for Bros Products carrier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSCF2514.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is Mr Pan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSCF2513.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some shots.&lt;br /&gt;That wasn't very nice at Danshui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSCF2529.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Typical salesgirl bored of studying.&lt;br /&gt;18 this year.&lt;br /&gt;GOSH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSCF2532.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSCF2542.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that I bought.&lt;br /&gt;Some biscuits; clothes; diamontes; wine; alcohol; belts; bag; boxers; instant mee; loofah; you know, the usuals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSCF2543.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Precious stuffs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSCF2544.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unpacking at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSCF2546.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the hairspray i've been wanting to get.&lt;br /&gt;Check out gui's signature t the bottom left!&lt;br /&gt;I think I prolly wouldn't be listening to the album though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSCF2549.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neat bottles. Plum wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My apologies for friends waiting for more interesting news.&lt;br /&gt;Nah, I didn't go clubbing, ktv nor hot springs.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly I'm very disappointed and wished there was something more to all these shoppings and walkings.&lt;br /&gt;Halfway through the trip, I was tired and kinda wish I was travelling alone.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even had a chance to write in my diary.&lt;br /&gt;Well, the heavy rain on the third day also caused my shoes to wear our.&lt;br /&gt;I need more shoes.&lt;br /&gt;And get myself a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my previous post, as promised I went into a huge concussion &amp; woke up at 7 in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;Promised esther for a movie date so had to get ready.&lt;br /&gt;Transportation's really getting into me, without bus concession.&lt;br /&gt;There was this dude on the train who was sitting down.&lt;br /&gt;And the weird thing was, my first thought when I saw him wearing a white jacket and the ends were lying on the grey floor was: isn't it so dirty? I picture the bacterias running around the jacket endings and his hands would definitely get DIRTY.&lt;br /&gt;And everyone touches your hair and face with your hands right?&lt;br /&gt;Argh.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahah. What happened to my hygiene thoughts?!&lt;br /&gt;They are getting worse, but I love it.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, one of the first things I did when I reached home from the airport was to wash my feet &amp;amp; hands with hand-soap.&lt;br /&gt;Truth is, I really did miss it in Taipei.&lt;br /&gt;Teehee, &amp; I've stopped allowing timmy to touch me with her hands because she would ALWAYS be touching her keyboard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wonderful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Another thing I'd like to clarify is that I have never wanted to manipulate anyone. People around me would just naturally be affected by what I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Isn't it so?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Please, wash your hands regularly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hahahhahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-4140212065064886730?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4140212065064886730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=4140212065064886730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/4140212065064886730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/4140212065064886730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2007/03/taipei-photos.html' title='Taipei Photos'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-8387999836786122559</id><published>2007-03-26T03:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T04:36:40.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TAIPEI</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hello all!&lt;br /&gt;Just got back home a few hours ago from the airport.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I am back.&lt;br /&gt;OS: Singapore is hot man!&lt;br /&gt;Well, many interesting stories to share from taipei, and many photos!&lt;br /&gt;Though I think we should have taken a video of all our shoppings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taipei's spring now; so the weather's a bit chilly but cool.&lt;br /&gt;The people generally talk louder than us; with more pronounced chinese.&lt;br /&gt;And their service is better IMO.&lt;br /&gt;Almost everyone's donning sneakers!&lt;br /&gt;And a temptation to buy sneakers almost surged but I KNOW i wouldn't wear them in hot singapore.&lt;br /&gt;Well, their fashion is good. But I reckon the shops are too cramped and most shops of valuable items are in small alleys and isolated.&lt;br /&gt;GOOD GOOD!&lt;br /&gt;We managed to find our label brands; luckily our pre-research for addresses helped.&lt;br /&gt;Though it was relatively HARD to find a shop there, we did it!&lt;br /&gt;Bape was goood, the products are kinda limited but valuable products always make you feel good.&lt;br /&gt;Excellent physical store &amp; staff quality.&lt;br /&gt;I love their material.&lt;br /&gt;Why Singapore don't have such exquisite? RARE.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I didn't get myself a baby milo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Undercover is god damn crazy la!&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE TAKE A LOOK AT THE PHOTOS TOMORROW.&lt;br /&gt;The shop is MAD. It has an interior chill-out bar cum cafe; the staff's extremely good-looking; and the apparels are goooooood.&lt;br /&gt;Though, my kind of tees.&lt;br /&gt;Designer style, damn ex though.&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't buy it that time because we hadn't checked out stage &amp; eclosion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devilock!&lt;br /&gt;Palmboy is sooo cute but it's a pity they don't sell the stuff toys.&lt;br /&gt;We got ourselves a keychain each. Mine's yellow &amp;amp; orange.&lt;br /&gt;The tees too pricey though; bao got 1 which I love the design and you-know-who has it too!&lt;br /&gt;Sinful la, bao.&lt;br /&gt;Wei got 1 palmboy tee too.&lt;br /&gt;WAA LAU, spite me right?!&lt;br /&gt;Im supposed to have palmboy too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neverthelessly, cheng ping 116 at XMD has bounty hunter's counter.&lt;br /&gt;I got a white top with that yellow character!&lt;br /&gt;Once again, you-know-who loves it.&lt;br /&gt;Wahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see that we spent one whole day searching for all these labels.&lt;br /&gt;And it was real fun buying.&lt;br /&gt;Though they were costly, but buying these labels make you feel more pampered &amp; loved.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I would even straighten out the carriers &amp;amp; wash them myself.&lt;br /&gt;And you feel sooo much better when you carry a label bag than some far east crazy shop.&lt;br /&gt;Material's definitely better; cos most of them get the copyrights from Japan.&lt;br /&gt;Im totally disappointed in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;TOO SAFE.&lt;br /&gt;Guys who wear skinny jeans erks me.&lt;br /&gt;And those skinny legs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of labels!&lt;br /&gt;I tell you, the food &amp; night markets amazing.&lt;br /&gt;We ate &amp;amp; ate &amp; ate that it was too filling for several other new foods to be tried.&lt;br /&gt;Food there can last you for very long.&lt;br /&gt;Their tastes differs that food there is more savoured &amp;amp; seasoned.&lt;br /&gt;And their 7-11s are filled with good instant mees &amp; jellies.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My accomplishments were done.&lt;br /&gt;Bought a Stage tee. (BLACK this time!)&lt;br /&gt;Passed gui the book &amp;amp; gotten his autograph.&lt;br /&gt;He really has a small head &amp;amp; well; seeing him from close makes my heart beat like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry baby!&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHHAHAHA. I am damn happy lah.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and found Shiseido's Marie Cherie Perfect Shower!&lt;br /&gt;Good! Can't find it here.&lt;br /&gt;Why can Singapore import more products from Japan?&lt;br /&gt;We were ranting about new ideas we could copy &amp; bring over, &amp;amp; make a big earning outta it.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaahha.&lt;br /&gt;After this, I prolly wont be so obssessed and continue to move on to the next stage of life.&lt;br /&gt;HongKong soon, anyone?&lt;br /&gt;Xavier! Winona! Jy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos tmr; they're in my photobucket now though.&lt;br /&gt;Too tired; gonna read my ilovesuper book &amp;amp; go into a huge concussion&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-8387999836786122559?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8387999836786122559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=8387999836786122559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/8387999836786122559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/8387999836786122559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2007/03/taipei.html' title='TAIPEI'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-9201799314184679706</id><published>2007-03-20T03:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T04:03:55.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-taipei</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's been taxing to wait for people to text you back.&lt;br /&gt;Especially when its urgent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we had a sit-around-and-watch-the-birthday-boy-get-drunk session at Labyrinth.&lt;br /&gt;Happy 22nd, jacob!&lt;br /&gt;Stop getting drunk &amp; tipsy, will you?&lt;br /&gt;We all love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY. Im heading to nana's house to get camera for my trip.&lt;br /&gt;Things just naturally dampened my spirits.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow going wasn't something I should priortise on.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Neverthelessly, making the sketchbook was great time.&lt;br /&gt;I love being productive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The itinery is kinda fixed, with many weeks of research by myself.&lt;br /&gt;More shopping and eating to come!&lt;br /&gt;Eclosion, Bape, Stage, Neighbourhood, WDW.. (ooh i must get myself a baby milo!)&lt;br /&gt;Extra Large x 10000 chicken, mee sua, omelette, mua ji, da chang bao xiao chang &amp;amp; not forgetting the all-time-favourite of yanny, FENG LI SU.&lt;br /&gt;CONG YOU BING.&lt;br /&gt;Nightspots!&lt;br /&gt;They have quite a few popular hangouts; for which I reckoned was quite cheap.&lt;br /&gt;MOS is 5 storeys, Plush, Mint, 18, Luxy (though the last 4 was involved in drugs-dealing. but who cares? the better then!)&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear, i wont forget about the wholesale markets &amp; private spas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt of us being in an extremely cold country, and when I drew the curtains (oh dear I almost typed drawed) there was thick snow all over the roads.&lt;br /&gt;Because I prolly wont be touching the notebook tomorrow, im gonna post some photos I took just now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited! One more crazy day to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="190" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00903.jpg" width="260" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;big bao &amp;amp; me while testing out my cell if we were to take photos at nightspots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="190" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00910.jpg" width="260" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my helplessness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="270" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00906.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all my hair care products.&lt;br /&gt;not SO MUCH like I thought it would be.&lt;br /&gt;there's still more in the bathroom though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="270" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00907.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="270" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00905.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;writing &amp;amp; sticking those stickers from cre in my diary a few minutes ago.&lt;br /&gt;teehee, who was in my conversation window?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="270" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00900.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my favourite page in THE BOOK. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="190" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00912.jpg" width="260" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ending off this post with a bev of my current spot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-9201799314184679706?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/9201799314184679706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=9201799314184679706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/9201799314184679706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/9201799314184679706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2007/03/pre-taipei.html' title='Pre-taipei'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-4397587696471540277</id><published>2007-03-12T02:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T02:40:05.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 bloody years</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today was good.&lt;br /&gt;Had sufficient time to nap &lt;em&gt;twice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, one in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;And one after lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreamt about some stuff, which my recollection failed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we could have an answer to all our doubts, couldn't we give something up for it?&lt;br /&gt;I would, to find out if that was not my wishing thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Did you, or did you not, offer me a moment of warmth; love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;upon knowing the hard-knock of reality once my eyes open&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and you know, it hurts to face the world.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a very happier note, TAIPEI IS COMING.&lt;br /&gt;I am crazily doing lotsa research.&lt;br /&gt;You know what? I'd really make this trip crazy.&lt;br /&gt;As I said, we're in our golden years.&lt;br /&gt;Time is running short! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Let's embrace the future, hold no rembrance for the ugly past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//My fringe is too short. That I lose sleep over it.&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW time's running short til 21st. Let it grow baby...&lt;br /&gt;Thanks baby for encouraging me for the torture of IT fair.&lt;br /&gt;Love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-4397587696471540277?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4397587696471540277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=4397587696471540277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/4397587696471540277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/4397587696471540277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2007/03/2-bloody-years.html' title='2 bloody years'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-600546477362559146</id><published>2007-03-07T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T02:01:13.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Some updates recently, as I've realised the idea of blogging hasn't fancy my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As you know, I'd be heading Taipei on 21st this month. Therefore I've started a healthy lifestyle and workout routine. Which simply put : I'm dieting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fruits.. exercise, less starchy meals, more yoghurts definitely helps your body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm following a detoxification plan nex week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My house is congested with different fruits :) to make my day perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ANYWAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There's this thing I've wanted to blog about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That kinda irritates and bothers me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One of my past relationship in the good old secondary days, happen to &lt;em&gt;bother&lt;/em&gt; me sometime last month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Normally I'd deem it as nothing, because there's definitely no affections left to bother with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And it so happens that, one cant resist getting irritated and hot-tempered with people who just cant leave you alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I mean, what's it gotta do with me when your birthday's coming?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;By the way, I don't know if you could smartly discover it, I've resolved to my last option.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'VE BLOCKED YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, you leave me with no choice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Didn't I warn you to stop bothering me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I really DID NOT want to keep in contact anymore, for there aint any future benefits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAHHAAH SO EVIL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, previously I deleted you due to much much hesitation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cause I'd seem like a bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But then deleting doesn't block you from appearing in my conversation windows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I should have listen to Ms. Li long ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Finally now I feel the wonderness of blocking you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, I honestly do not care how you feel and think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I also cant remember your birthday, for good information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OH. When yuemei gets back from genting, I hope to gently remind you to stop telling me any information about you-know-who.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's very unneccesary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I also have much counselling to do for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's ALL for your own good, my dear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No point at your present state honestly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't forget, im always right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I do love you so much to not let you diminish in such an abyss your BOYFRIEND is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WAHAHHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Librans are going through a big and permanent change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) Or so I heard.&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to Pigs &amp;amp; Goats interview sweetheart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00889.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" height="130" width="180"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on da bus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00810.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"height="130" width="180"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plain happiness being at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00837.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"height="130" width="180"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jogging routines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00824.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"height="200" width="160"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something white i threw up aft running&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00813.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"height="130" width="180"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;narcissist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00812.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" height="200" width="160"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-600546477362559146?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/600546477362559146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=600546477362559146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/600546477362559146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/600546477362559146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2007/03/some-updates.html' title='Some updates'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-1521838744628530418</id><published>2007-02-18T02:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T03:07:22.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GRADUATION</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Life gets tougher as we go on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But most of us always manage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But, today is really too much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Woke up with a splitting headache, did some prayer stuffs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Had to pack my bags of things from cantonment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There was ALOT of packing to do, my room was already in a state of typhoon due to exams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And so, I began shifting my study table &amp; clean up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Not for 3, 4, 5 but 8 hours!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I did not stop at any point, and also didn't take any food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Only thing I have in my room was a few slips of water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I felt terrible throughout.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The hunger consumed me like anything &amp;amp; my nose had to become more sensitive than usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The crazy dust made me sneeze like mad and also tear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I CANNOT PACK THINGS ONE LAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Peep at the antagonist of my frustrations people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00768.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The thing is I have a maid at home!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What happened?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And timmy was also playing rpg at that time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No one was available.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NO ONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Things got worse when my dad reached home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I started telling him how non-stop I've been since he left the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And showed my efforts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He merely replied with a cannot-be-bothered tone, " Oh, you do youself lo. I don't want to help you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WHAT THE FUCK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yeah then i replied him in very pained tone that it was antagonizing for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AND THEN I CRIED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, life just suck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dinner was bad also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I certainly been losing my appetite lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I so wanted to break down while eating but controlled myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Another note:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Last paper yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The anguish, frustrations, emotions, sadness from everything just gushed like a broken tap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I also broke down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But I really doubt my dad knows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Take a look at my dinner which made me puke amist my revision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00769.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figured my dad didn't know i've broken down, due to the un-peeled prawns.&lt;br /&gt;I hate prawns lo.&lt;br /&gt;It's just such &lt;em&gt;small;unimportant &lt;/em&gt;stuffs, but these are enough to throw one down from the rooftop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's going bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I heard its chinese new year tmr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thinking of what to wear wasn't even on my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, yeah I couldn't be bothered to get new clothes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I cant believe timmy actually bought new clothes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I mean both me &amp; my dad didn't buy any.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No one is in the mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Honestly, I would wear all my old clothes and visit whoever I have to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't you just hate it when others are better off?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And things would go wrong for you even though all you wanted in the world is to be happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh also, I've graduated upon suspense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now the feeling of exhilaration and freedom is kinda lost, due to such factors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We kinda expect to graduate someday right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I might also fail HPM &amp;amp; IB.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Because I MISSED OUT COMPULSORY QUESTIONS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't know what's wrong with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Forget it, people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ffffff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-1521838744628530418?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1521838744628530418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=1521838744628530418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/1521838744628530418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/1521838744628530418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2007/02/graduation.html' title='GRADUATION'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-6825016859748558765</id><published>2007-02-13T04:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T04:32:18.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Depressing moods</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I feel depressed today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hmm. Perhaps the fact that I missed out part of a question in IB exam which was 15 marks contributed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BUT THEN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's really okay; i know i won't be &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; depressed because of that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What's over's really over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Went home, waited for dad to come home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Long wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Aunt was here &amp; something she said made me ponder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"You guys are gonna have reunion dinner on Saturday right?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My first instinct was no of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I replied in disbelief as if she didn't know the current situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Reunion what leh?" followed by a low laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Seriously, reunion WHAT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wenta get some new year goodies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then it came.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Felt so damn weak when I reached home to a quiet, lonesome house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, as usual dad left me alone to come back myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Teared up during my bath; and I so fucking wanted to crumple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Prolly because I feel my dad's pain &amp; suffering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And also I feel sad for myself in general.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh the song playing on radio helped too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now I've wanted to NOT go online and just do my own things in my room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BUT no, hella, I've spent the past hours filling up the application form for uni, and trying to find my exam slips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I cannot find them though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Found 3 only. Where's sem 2 and 3?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Must be my most slacking period therefore they're missing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I FEEL TIRED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;More weak.&lt;/span&gt; (but i know there're people in more sticky situations out there.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Can someone pack for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You know I am dependable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I just wanted to read some comics, drink hot water, read some magazines..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Further still, my diary's waving to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I really hate to lay my fingers on the keyboard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's again 4.25am! I've been eating 1 meal these weeks, with the rate I'm sleeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Also to mention, elder sis came home today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can swear to earth that she stepped out of the house in 5 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But I heard she'll be back on sat for dinner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Eat what leh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;//&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;After much hesitation, I decided I hate reunion dinners &amp;amp; chinese new year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;原本以為她只是暫時睡著了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;一&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;定會醒過來&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;但沒想到老天爺還是忍心把她給帶走了....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-6825016859748558765?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6825016859748558765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=6825016859748558765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/6825016859748558765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/6825016859748558765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2007/02/depressing-moods.html' title='Depressing moods'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-117087706829202458</id><published>2007-02-08T03:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T03:37:48.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going through my luckiest moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well. To sum up my WONDERFUL week:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;there're a couple of points worth noticing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. 01.02: won 2 tickets to luo zhi xiang's live mini concert @ dxo THIS SAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. 03.02: struck sweet sweet 4d (I KNOW I AM SOOO BLESSED) oh considering I woke up to buy 4d and stuffs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. 07.02: which happens to be today!! won fahrenheit's autographed album.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've come to realise the trick to winning such stuffs from the radio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAHAHHAHAHAHAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I became super alleviated today, anyway, thanks yuemei!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh gosh. Timmy said that I might be leaving this world any minute now that so many lucky shit happened to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I just smiled peacefully at her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Been studying through the night. Late late night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, finally got out of the house, and i ended up with SGD$900 in both my pockets today. (no la not my prize winnings)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Altered my jeans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Went Cantonment to take my mobile charger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I become very disorientated when I'm lack of sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Enjoyed a dreamless sleep from 7am-2pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Considering the times I wake up these days, today was DAMN EARLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And actually I was really very disillusioned &amp; forgetful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Almost didn't accomplish what I set out to do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TSK TSK TSK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(friends, you see how important sleep is to me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hello happiness!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hope what aza said will become true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Luck will shine upon me this whole year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;REALLY I NEED THEM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Esp in taiwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Alright, kinda tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Next up shall post about &lt;em&gt;interesting &lt;/em&gt;facts about myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Gonna go study or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;//I love you, mummy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-117087706829202458?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/117087706829202458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=117087706829202458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/117087706829202458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/117087706829202458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2007/02/going-through-my-luckiest-moments.html' title='Going through my luckiest moments'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-117061685836986393</id><published>2007-02-05T03:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T03:20:58.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Get to know yourself better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You are intelligent, honest and sweet. You are friendly to everybody and don't like conflict. Because you're so cheerful and fun people are naturally attracted to you and like to talk to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;br /&gt;You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true. (&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;oh god..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;br /&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(damn true)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;br /&gt;You are very serious about relationships and aren't interested in wasting time with people you don't really like. If you meet the right person, you will fall deeply and beautifully in love. (&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;well, to my past relationships, dont waste time on me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your views on education:&lt;br /&gt;You may not like to study but you have many practical ideas. You listen to your own instincts and tend to follow your heart, so you will probably end up with an unusual job. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(that's fantastic, i'd be more slack in my revisions now.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The right job for you:&lt;br /&gt;You have plenty of dream jobs but have little chance of doing any of them if you don't focus on something in particular. You need to choose something and go for it to be happy and achieve success. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you view success:&lt;br /&gt;You are confident that you will be successful in your chosen career and nothing will stop you from trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of having no one to rely on in times of trouble. You don't ever want to be unable to take care of yourself. Independence is important to you. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(as true as how i hate coke..I AM SO DEPENDENT on people i love. Please dont leave me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;br /&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(i've seen stuffs like this many times i do quizzes. so it must be true! or i always do the same quiz. HAHA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//super sian ah! 5 ffff papers.&lt;br /&gt;HOLY SHIT JUST LET TIME  FLY TO MARCH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-117061685836986393?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/117061685836986393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=117061685836986393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/117061685836986393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/117061685836986393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2007/02/quiz.html' title='Quiz'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-117001264271014555</id><published>2007-01-29T03:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T03:39:08.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rest well, hsu wei lun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Im so shocked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A few hours ago I saw wanchuan's msn: xu wei lun passed away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He didn't reply me so I didn't think much about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But there it was. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No use running away from Fate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Some guy called Adrian blogged about it too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I searched for the news.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://tw.news.yahoo.com/article/url/d/a/070128/17/9vpz.html"&gt;http://tw.news.yahoo.com/article/url/d/a/070128/17/9vpz.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tw.v3.news.yimg.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://tw.v3.news.yimg.com/xp/tvbs/20070127/14/1718512977.jpg" width="310" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tw.v3.news.yimg.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://tw.v3.news.yimg.com/xp/ettoday/20070128/11/3102861354.jpg" width="310" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Accident at Tai Zhong on 26th &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Passed away on 28th at 7pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 hours of saving her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Her brain was swollen, i think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And her heart just couldn't make it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Life is fucking fragile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I REALLY HATE ACCIDENTS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FFF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Whats the thing that hurts the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The impact, the bleeding, the dented chairs hurling into your internal organs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The glass shattering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your body being thrown aimlessly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DO YOU FUCKING KNOW THAT HURT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HEY GOD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YOU take away everybody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The old, the young and pretty, the adolescence, the parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;COME ON JUST TAKE ALL OF US AWAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just a 27 year old babe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;/Bless the family and friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But what is the use of blessing? Fuucck shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The worst thing is having to transport her BODY back to Taipei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BODY OK. SHE'S DEAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AND LORRIES ALSO SUCK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and do any of you feel more motivated to live because life is PRECIOUS?&lt;br /&gt;not me, i just feel more demoralized.&lt;br /&gt;how to live with such bleaks happening around? HOW HOW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-117001264271014555?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/117001264271014555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=117001264271014555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/117001264271014555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/117001264271014555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2007/01/rest-well-hsu-wei-lun.html' title='Rest well, hsu wei lun'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-117000818682268458</id><published>2007-01-29T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T02:20:25.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fahrenheit mobs. YALUNN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WELL. packed my wardrobe yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;removed 45 hangers of clothes.&lt;br /&gt;now there's more space for my wardrobe in cantonment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="120" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00696.jpg" width="180" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while only arranging the whites. I HAVE MANY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="120" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00695.jpg" width="180" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;done with the colours - bottoms, whites, blue, purple, black, pink, misc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;spent sat afternoon meeting the new maid, mabelinda, 31 yrs old, fillipino.&lt;br /&gt;didn't went out of my room until the old one left, heard her cry though.&lt;br /&gt;SO SICK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you yuemei for bringing food for me and timmy.&lt;br /&gt;i told you you're much loved by my family.&lt;br /&gt;even the fishes love you :)OH&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YOU KNOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*chuckles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;keep duing all these and you'd become a better person!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;SUNNY SUPER SUNDAY&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;woke up late! Slept at 9 plus though.&lt;br /&gt;i woke up at 7am, which never happened before on a Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;read some archies, went back to bed with dreams involving running away again.&lt;br /&gt;swimming and some sort.&lt;br /&gt;11 plus am: woke to see the time, continued my running dream&lt;br /&gt;pulled myself up to reality at 135pm.&lt;br /&gt;didn't have enough time to curl my hair, which i DID do a testing on fri night.&lt;br /&gt;in e end, it has already de curled when i left the house.&lt;br /&gt;what happened exactly to my barbie curls?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00697.jpg" width="180" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all set!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The mall was crowded, you know.&lt;br /&gt;We were early but shopped around, was trampled to death by the mobs.&lt;br /&gt;BUT it was good to glimpse some of the group.&lt;br /&gt;AW goodlookings are such hotties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00699.jpg" width="180" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while waiting for the handicapped.&lt;br /&gt;en is late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; really look forward to Taipei.&lt;br /&gt;Hotel bookings done!&lt;br /&gt;New World Hotel - 4 triple room nights - $90 per pax&lt;br /&gt;Thank me for finding such fabulous bargains.&lt;br /&gt;YES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;/finals are coming. v-day is coming!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-117000818682268458?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/117000818682268458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=117000818682268458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/117000818682268458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/117000818682268458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2007/01/fahrenheit-mobs-yalunn.html' title='Fahrenheit mobs. YALUNN'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-116975649688297466</id><published>2007-01-26T04:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T04:21:36.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had a slack week in school.&lt;br /&gt;Revision lectures all coming up.&lt;br /&gt;YAY *cheering like mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taipei tickets booked!&lt;br /&gt;Jetstar, 21 march - 25 march: SGD334&lt;br /&gt;DAMN HAPPY LAH.&lt;br /&gt;cheaper than expected; sudden promotion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went bugis collected the black pants for ATF shift.&lt;br /&gt;Several things caught my attention, but maybe spending money recently is not my interest, i resisted the temptations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met aza :)&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, i hope sy is really doing well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot what I was gonna blog about, but then.&lt;br /&gt;Toodles!&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for SUNDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday @ Bakerzin, Vivocity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00678.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" height="180" width="230"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00688.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" height="180" width="230"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tim wasn't interested to take a photo with me at all.&lt;br /&gt;HOW RUDE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00694.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" height="180" width="230"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's 4am &amp; im feeling hungry.&lt;br /&gt;toms will be an indoor days, oh yeah, a new maid's coming at saturday.&lt;br /&gt;big sis will be coming back.&lt;br /&gt;hm.&lt;br /&gt;tim said its because of her character tt she doesnt come back home often.&lt;br /&gt;cny's coming.&lt;br /&gt;i miss it all.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;this is how its gonna be forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA WHAT A PERSONAL POST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for fun's sake:&lt;br /&gt;everybody, meet melly &amp; yanbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/P1260026.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" height="180" width="230"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-116975649688297466?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/116975649688297466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=116975649688297466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/116975649688297466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/116975649688297466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2007/01/had-slack-week-in-school.html' title=''/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-116923136401074449</id><published>2007-01-20T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T02:51:38.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recent happenings</title><content type='html'>Life's been funny.&lt;br /&gt;These two weeks I haven been taking buses back home from school.&lt;br /&gt;Due to enen's "lao pok car", thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm certainly not made for the rain.&lt;br /&gt;On thurs, my slipper swam away with the flooding waters on the road.&lt;br /&gt;While I was chasing after it, some dude at the shelter was cheering "Ohhhh, faster faster..!" in mandarin.&lt;br /&gt;Hilarious shit!&lt;br /&gt;It always happens to me these days.&lt;br /&gt;I did a 5cm jump and stopped my slippers.&lt;br /&gt;Now that I look at it, it has braved several storms with me, I wouldn't trade it for 100bucks.&lt;br /&gt;Irony - when i mention that incident to my dad, he said he'd bring me out &amp; guide me alongside with safety when it's raining. but i thought where on earth was he when it's raining?&lt;br /&gt;WHERE.&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, Im good alone.&lt;br /&gt;But I have a bad feeling in one month to come when I move back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also ate many junks on that day, which was NO SCHOOL day.&lt;br /&gt;It's good! 1 week i get 4 days to rest.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 2pm.&lt;br /&gt;Bathed and slacked til 330pm (I took a super longer than usual long bathe.)&lt;br /&gt;From 4pm, I ate: 1 plate of carrot cake with little chilli&lt;br /&gt;Nutri-tea, wolfberry &amp; chrysanthemum (YUMMY)&lt;br /&gt;Half of granny's sliced fish bee hoon&lt;br /&gt;1 packet of pocky&lt;br /&gt;Half cup of strawberry yoghurt drink&lt;br /&gt;Half of a bottle of pork floss (LOL)&lt;br /&gt;100plus left from previous mahjong session&lt;br /&gt;OKAY SO MUCH RUBBISH.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't stop and ate all these from 4pm til 7+pm.&lt;br /&gt;TSK.&lt;br /&gt;And drank "zhe zai" tea back at cck.&lt;br /&gt;One day's food hurts so much, i might have slept whole day right?&lt;br /&gt;Sleep. Is. The. BEST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See some photos then!&lt;br /&gt;Im sooo craving for mahjong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00667.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" height="150" width="200"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fell asleep with all these occupying 1/2 of my tiny bed.&lt;br /&gt;btw, my bag's also under my pillow.&lt;br /&gt;IM SO STUDIOUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00646.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"height="150" width="200"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAO POK CAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00658.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"height="150" width="200"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;driver w/o seatbelt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00629.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"height="150" width="200"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the mysterious fog that happens when it's raining.&lt;br /&gt;can see meh? how to drive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00649.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"height="150" width="200"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dudes @ chinatown food mrkt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00643.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"height="150" width="200"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonderful prawns last sat. GOOD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/P1130077.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"height="150" width="200"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us stepping on our trohpy that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/P1130075.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"height="250" width="190"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when patience runs out. &lt;br /&gt;and you still haven caught any dudes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/P1130083.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"height="150" width="200"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i grabbed a novel from my sista's bookdrop.&lt;br /&gt;Spent half of my late-already day reading it.&lt;br /&gt;When in Rome by Gemma Townley&lt;br /&gt;Romantic shit. Reminds me of the same stories archie comics i can memorise at any point you feel like reading something.&lt;br /&gt;LEND ME SOME PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;Im also soo in love with this number "No promises" by Shayne Ward.&lt;br /&gt;Watching Young &amp; Dangerous No.4 on ppstream, actually im just listening to the show as I type this entry.&lt;br /&gt;Time to read my novel!&lt;br /&gt;MAHJONG PLEASE TOMS otherwise i'll be stuck infront of the tube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings to timmy.&lt;br /&gt;I hope she becomes stronger.&lt;br /&gt;:) She just teared in my arms TSK.&lt;br /&gt;Such a vulnerable sister.&lt;br /&gt;ZARCH, best of luck on monday.&lt;br /&gt;TSK TSKKK.&lt;br /&gt;Til then, folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***************&lt;br /&gt;OH WELL&gt; i was too bored i took some photos aft publishing this so I'm posting these now.&lt;br /&gt;Whee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00669.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"height="150" width="200"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;novel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00670.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"height="150" width="200"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked to living room &amp; checked tim out.&lt;br /&gt;she's so depressed she's playing SOLITAIRE &amp; listening to WESTLIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00671.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"height="150" width="200"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00672.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"height="150" width="200"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's on my desktop&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-116923136401074449?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/116923136401074449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=116923136401074449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/116923136401074449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/116923136401074449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2007/01/recent-happenings.html' title='Recent happenings'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-116873033964972304</id><published>2007-01-14T06:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T07:24:40.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prawning with the girls, &amp; Colt</title><content type='html'>Well! Back from prawning&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's a long story, many funny things went on.&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at how we make the prawns easier to kill.&lt;br /&gt;I SHOULD HAVE VIDEO-ED THE HEADSHOT PART.&lt;br /&gt;tsk.&lt;br /&gt;cruel sia.&lt;br /&gt;there's only 5-6 prawns inside, but later we ended up with 26 prawns to grill.&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAH random people!&lt;br /&gt;zzzz got big KOONG one though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qnyoPbMJGO0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qnyoPbMJGO0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also, on yuemei's bday celebration.&lt;br /&gt;A video taken by yc.&lt;br /&gt;Yuemei's in her own world, we were playing with ourselves, kh's in her(I MEAN HIS) own world, rodney &amp; brandon singing in their own world &amp; fang in her own dinner.&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHAHAHHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;It's always funny whenever people do not know you're video-ing.&lt;br /&gt;You see yuemei, xiaoming &amp; kim guan!&lt;br /&gt;The guys' singing is great too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oXs_HOCCUAA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oXs_HOCCUAA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-116873033964972304?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/116873033964972304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=116873033964972304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/116873033964972304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/116873033964972304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2007/01/prawning-with-girls-colt.html' title='Prawning with the girls, &amp; Colt'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-116853819979245276</id><published>2007-01-12T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T01:56:39.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rena's 20th birthday</title><content type='html'>Hey baby..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy 20th Birthday to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Well too many people are sending their faith &amp; hopes for you so I'd just cut this short at enen's house :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm. The recent years may not be full of breezes &amp; fun but life has its ups &amp;amp; downs, especially for you! (please do not say the same thing to me.)&lt;br /&gt;Hope everything goes well for you in the next couple of years (since it's a crucial turning point), meet someone real good(don't take away all the talls) &amp; many many many happy blessings alright?&lt;br /&gt;You know it. ZU TO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're gonna go out have fun today, even though there's abacus test.&lt;br /&gt;Presents are useful &amp; well-thought off ;)&lt;br /&gt;RED.&lt;br /&gt;That's also why Im staying over at en's house &amp; why I risked my neck spending her first ever car journey from school to her house.&lt;br /&gt;You can't imagine!!&lt;br /&gt;I spent all the time wiping the fog on the glass panes.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, please do not ignore me after graduation! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yanny has gotten her car!!&lt;br /&gt;Black colt.&lt;br /&gt;Prawning session this sat, guys!&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait,  sweets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-116853819979245276?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/116853819979245276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=116853819979245276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/116853819979245276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/116853819979245276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2007/01/renas-20th-birthday.html' title='Rena&apos;s 20th birthday'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-116827661160015347</id><published>2007-01-09T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T01:31:40.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DBY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Gosh, skipped school again today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, not a big issue at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Had a kbox session with yuemei &amp; guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It was weird, cos throughout the 6 hours i felt like hugging someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Woke up at 330pm, continued re-watching devil beside you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just finished the wonderful last episode.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh well, did not want to start on this drama, but since it was showing on PPstream. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I couldn't resist clicking on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MIKE HE IS TOO CHARMING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Haha, I didn't leave my laptop screen from then til now, I even carried it to the toilet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WAHAHHAHHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's too much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Since PPstream only shows 4 episodes a day, &amp;amp; i do not have time tmr, i continued on Youtube again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Youtube just cannot run away from me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;People who havent watched it (are you living at all?), please go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've watched it umpteen times but the story is real great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I really would like to become stronger, like him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bad week has passed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Alright, next up is Rena's birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Let us countdown to february!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;^^ yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Having someone who loves you is crazy.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAA yuemei, i NEVER will fall for you-know-who.&lt;br /&gt;But, if you can, please keep him away from me.&lt;br /&gt;But you cannot stop him from coming! :D *winks&lt;br /&gt;I've set your birthday wish for you:&lt;br /&gt;become a better person! :))))&lt;br /&gt;STOP DOING SUCH THINGS. *laughs dam loud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at some photographs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00615.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same phone same phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00614.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I look dam swollen. WHY&lt;br /&gt;Eh don't look like xiaogui lo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00612.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 10 tries?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00605.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teeheehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00603.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00609.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fingers did got numb.&lt;br /&gt;But kh's fingers cant even fit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00606.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings to the world's bad woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00604.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; also darkest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="90" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00618.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TESTING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="90" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00617.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh god. I can't believe someone actually cried aft reading my previous entry.&lt;br /&gt;Dude, you're even weaker than me man.&lt;br /&gt;At least I have stopped crying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-116827661160015347?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/116827661160015347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=116827661160015347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/116827661160015347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/116827661160015347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2007/01/dby.html' title='DBY'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-116810393126050684</id><published>2007-01-07T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T01:18:51.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ffffffff</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, you can't really blame those people who abuse themselves.&lt;br /&gt;A few cuts &amp; bruises, you cringe and turn away.&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I could understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts. Bad thoughts that come easily are the most dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;But after some time to think it through, aren't they the best solution?&lt;br /&gt;Among all the ugly alternatives.&lt;br /&gt;It's simply the most EASIEST way of all.&lt;br /&gt;And you just do it like this! (please picture any scene of yourself in your glory-est moment.)&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it.&lt;br /&gt;ISN'T IT??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was one of the best fucking nights I could ever wish for.&lt;br /&gt;The misery &amp; sufferings you have to endure upon losing someone is already enough.&lt;br /&gt;The aftermath always results in betray, pain &amp;amp; everything.&lt;br /&gt;People coming in , people not related to the issues concerned, people who just sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that I needed someone. When I was sick last night.&lt;br /&gt;But since all these had to happen, I needed no one.&lt;br /&gt;Really, it's unbelivable.&lt;br /&gt;That me, someone so crazily dependent on others, actually is better on my own.&lt;br /&gt;:) Thank you for making me understand this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some thoughts I haven had the chance to pen down:&lt;br /&gt;Amidst any family quarrels, even if you were sick at that moment, your mother would still give you a glass of water &amp; some painkillers.&lt;br /&gt;Your father would give them to you because you asked him to.&lt;br /&gt;Your sister don't fucking care. Or show she cares. It doesnt matter anyway.&lt;br /&gt;IM GOOD MYSELF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your father gives you allowance to pay practically anything you want.&lt;br /&gt;Your mother restricts you, so you turn out cherishing the lil stuffs you have.&lt;br /&gt;But really, who needs money? You'd get sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On your mother's 1st death anniversary, your grandmother tries to comfort you by giving you a can of coke.&lt;br /&gt;Which happens to be the drink you detest the most.&lt;br /&gt;You die ;) thinking how wonderful the world is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your auntie cuts up slices of mango for you, places them onto a plate, and passes to you.&lt;br /&gt;Your mother takes effort to peel off the skin &amp; passes them to you.&lt;br /&gt;Even though you are really just lazy to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your father picks out small portions of fish during dinner, because you do not know how to do it.&lt;br /&gt;But you end up having small bones in your throat.&lt;br /&gt;Your mother would pick them out carefully beforehand, before you even sit down to have dinner.&lt;br /&gt;But since there's no one else left to do it, you wouldn't touch that dish of steamed fish anymore.&lt;br /&gt;P/S: But i really hate fish la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You often return home, feeling nothing.&lt;br /&gt;The people, the furniture, the interactions, even the &lt;em&gt;floor&lt;/em&gt; itself is cold.&lt;br /&gt;Home no longer bares meaning.&lt;br /&gt;(OH I BELIEVE THIS HAPPENS TO EVERYONE WHO HAS LOST.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You no longer know where to go, what to do, who to believe, who to love.&lt;br /&gt;Any small steps of effort taken is deemed as a wrong one.&lt;br /&gt;Many times, you cannot really show your emotions.&lt;br /&gt;Many times, you die trying.&lt;br /&gt;Worst still, YOU STILL HAVE TO GO ON.&lt;br /&gt;Study, gosh who wants to go to &lt;em&gt;school&lt;/em&gt; really? In all these?!!!&lt;br /&gt;WHO YOU TELL ME.&lt;br /&gt;I'd really like to sleep and die.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, but I can't of course.&lt;br /&gt;Because someone would &lt;em&gt;still&lt;/em&gt; wake me up.&lt;br /&gt;So, just fucking let me sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Occasionally, you find yourself asking "so what now?" and time has barely passed.&lt;br /&gt;Not even 2 years has passed.&lt;br /&gt;But you don't know how to carry on.&lt;br /&gt;Don't know how means I don't have a choice because I'm still &lt;em&gt;living&lt;/em&gt;,*(omg just end it) and there's also so many fucking crazy issues you have to deal with alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm saying. You can't blame people who abuses themselves or "want to die".&lt;br /&gt;The thought just comes naturally to everyone, you just haven't came across yet.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky you.&lt;br /&gt;Why do I say that?&lt;br /&gt;Because someone as sensible &amp; nice like &lt;strong&gt;li yanbing&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Actually has this thought as well one month ago. On this fucking night.&lt;br /&gt;Which I coincidentally, almost did it as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YAYAYA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear you saying "You gotta think of your family and friends."&lt;br /&gt;"That's silly."&lt;br /&gt;"Oh please don't do this to yourself. You should cherish life."&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear... *shakes head&lt;br /&gt;You feel nothing with your family &amp; friends.&lt;br /&gt;And they should know better than to cherish one another right?&lt;br /&gt;I reckon im doing fine though about this part. Actions, are the only things important to me.&lt;br /&gt;Since you are feeling lost &lt;strong&gt;even with&lt;/strong&gt; your family &amp;amp; friends, why hold on?&lt;br /&gt;Go on, let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life itself is worthy of cherishing. No matter what happens or such.&lt;br /&gt;But you can't.&lt;br /&gt;When you are vulnerable &amp; weak &amp;amp; that's not when some things happen.&lt;br /&gt;Its forever.&lt;br /&gt;How does this cherish come about?&lt;br /&gt;Other stuffs that people care about wonderful life, is not what you see.&lt;br /&gt;One man's treasure is another's poison right?&lt;br /&gt;Poison. is all around.&lt;br /&gt;And there's nothing left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing!!&lt;br /&gt;Ok?&lt;br /&gt;Heehee, but that's okay..&lt;br /&gt;One more time of these fucking nights, and i'll do it.&lt;br /&gt;JUST ONE MORE.&lt;br /&gt;great.&lt;br /&gt;And oh no, its bloody not for attention la.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-116810393126050684?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/116810393126050684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=116810393126050684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/116810393126050684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/116810393126050684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2007/01/ffffffff.html' title='Ffffffff'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-116773446930503153</id><published>2007-01-02T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T18:54:31.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I would not go to fireworks in future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What's e fun in it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Except if its outta Singapore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OH DEAR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hope that rocky's well, gonna take him to the vet's tmr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Im just gonna spend these 2 months in a breeze, meaning I'd just do what I can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then its the start of a new life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Whee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Shall end off with a lovely song I found a few days ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Really lovely. REALLY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Whooooo~~ forever feels like homeee~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HOME SITS IN YOUR HEAD, all alone :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Or is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Oh my god the singer's Corey Taylor from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SLIPKNOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; can you believe??!&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear check out his hair.&lt;br /&gt;Aw, i just found this clip on Youtube &amp;amp; I'm so fucking more pained.&lt;br /&gt;It's the 2nd song ever I could hear the pain of the singer.&lt;br /&gt;The 1st was this cantonese piece Hai Kuo Tian Kong by Beyond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZX6j8xdbLiw" width="290" height="340" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Stone Sour - Through Glass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm looking at you through the glass &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't know how much time has passed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh God it feels like forever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But no one ever tells you that forever feels like home, sitting all alone inside your head &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cause I'm looking at you through the glass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't know how much time has passed&lt;br /&gt;All I know is that it feels like forever&lt;br /&gt;But no one ever tells you that forever feels like home, sitting all alone inside your head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How do you feel? that is the question &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But I forget you don't expect an easy answer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;When something like a soul becomes initialized &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;And folded up like paper dolls and little notes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;You can't expect a bit of hope&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So while you're outside looking in, describing what you see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Remember what you're staring at is me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cause I'm looking at you through the glass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't know how much time has passed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;All I know is that it feels like forever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But no one ever tells you that forever feels like home, sitting all alone inside your head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How much is real, so much to question &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;An epidemic of the mannequins contaminating everything &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We thought came from the heart, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But never did right from the start &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just listen to the noises (&lt;em&gt;no more sad voices&lt;/em&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Before you tell yourself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's just a different scene &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Remember its just different from what you've seen&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm looking at you through the glass &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't know how much time has passed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And all I know is that it feels like forever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But no one ever tells you that forever feels like home, sitting all alone inside your head &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cause I'm looking at you through the glass &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't know how much time has passed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And all I know is that it feels like forever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But no one ever tells you that forever feels like home, sitting all alone inside your head &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And it's the stars &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The stars that shine for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And it's the stars &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The stars that lie to you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And it's the stars&lt;br /&gt;The stars that shine for you&lt;br /&gt;And it's the stars&lt;br /&gt;The stars that lie to you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm looking at you through the glass &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't know how much time has passed oh god it feels like forever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But no one ever tells you that forever feels like home, sitting all alone inside your head &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cause I'm looking at you through the glass &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't know how much time has passed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And all I know is that it feels like forever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But no one ever tells you that forever feels like home, sitting all alone inside your head &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And it's the stars &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The stars that shine for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And it's the stars &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The stars that lie to you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And it's the stars &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The stars that shine for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And it's the stars &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The stars that lie to you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Who are the stars? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Who are the stars? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;They lie&lt;/span&gt;…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy 20th Birthday Amily..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wish you were here, that's all.&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/9037921-116773446930503153?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/116773446930503153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=116773446930503153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/116773446930503153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/116773446930503153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2007/01/2007.html' title='2007'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-116714887157809626</id><published>2006-12-26T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T00:01:11.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deathnote 2: The Last Name</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00510.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(I just received yixian's xmas card &amp; this badge came along in the addressed mail. Sweet, thanks. This pic is soooo ancient.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00505.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Boxing Day to all!&lt;br /&gt;Deathnote 2: The Last Name was awesome yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;I loved the plot &amp;amp; the ending surprised me.&lt;br /&gt;Im sure everyone who watched the show is in love with 'L', but I still prefer Kira. His personality, and of course, the actor.&lt;br /&gt;Tatsuya Fujiwara certainly did a fantastic job.&lt;br /&gt;The gaze held when he surprised Misa by wanting to do something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;GOSH. &lt;strong&gt;FUJIWARA-SAN&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;L is absolutely cute &amp; breathtaking too.&lt;br /&gt;He is far more attractive the "L" in the anime; or maybe is it being him in real life?&lt;br /&gt;BUT, its known that I fall in &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; with bad guys :)&lt;br /&gt;Bad boys: come to me!&lt;br /&gt;Misa is damn cute as well; i really did tear for her past.&lt;br /&gt;The actress is only 19 this year. SO SKINNY LA.&lt;br /&gt;Does japanese ever eat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, i'd definitely give the show a 2nd watch.&lt;br /&gt;To clear my doubts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Why did ... zzzz&lt;br /&gt;WHO WANTS TO WATCH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: 1more month plus of PORK poly-life to endure!! HUAT, I love arronbubest! &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Bloody xmas~&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/9037921-116714887157809626?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/116714887157809626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=116714887157809626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/116714887157809626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/116714887157809626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2006/12/deathnote-2-last-name.html' title='Deathnote 2: The Last Name'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-116689826811603487</id><published>2006-12-24T01:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T02:33:02.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-Xmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Melly xmas ! I'll prolly be staying indoors today.&lt;br /&gt;And prolly spend my day with my dad.&lt;br /&gt;Go down to Nokia Service Centre, go see a chiropatic(DAMN I CANT REMB if its spelled like this) with him, have some drinks etc.&lt;br /&gt;Recently, i've strong feelings towards people having warm families.&lt;br /&gt;Not broken, not miscommunicated and bless you, not dysfunctional.&lt;br /&gt;That last word reminds me of Joseph Hooper &amp; his kid in the book "I'm the King of the Castle".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I just stared at this novel in my bookcase and I FEEL SO F$%#^* sad.&lt;br /&gt;(It's a subjected novel in Literature class in my lower secondary days.)&lt;br /&gt;People spending good loving times celebrating occasions with their families.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, the scene is fabulous. WAHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;Turkey, log cakes, food, drinks, people you love.&lt;br /&gt;Laughing &amp;amp; talking. SPENDING QUALITY TIME.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of it, i doubt none of my family people has had such an experience in celebrating such stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;Or even go out together! OMGG I REALLY NEVER HAD A MEMORY OF 5 OF US TOGETHER.&lt;br /&gt;It would be you being alone, or with just another family member.&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;How can it be? To feel weird celebrating ANYTHING with a member of the family.&lt;br /&gt;F*^@!%@!(@)!82!0921&lt;br /&gt;So, good lucky, you dudes out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, when you just stay this way all these years, you grow up being like this.&lt;br /&gt;And see no need for love. And feel weird if there's ever a chance; no a thought of being together would be &lt;em&gt;scary&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And one fine day, when its your turn to bid farewell to the world, you leave them with wounded scars.&lt;br /&gt;But no one knows.&lt;br /&gt;They'd think you had a good life.&lt;br /&gt;Disgusting lah.&lt;br /&gt;WUDDUP with all these guilts invoked after being taken for granted and regret? WHAT IS WITH IT. Bah, to the hell with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I cannot wait for my last day in poly.&lt;br /&gt;REALLY.&lt;br /&gt;Enough! Another happy point to note: I'd be moving back SOOOON.&lt;br /&gt;Is it?&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at some photos&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00471.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" height="150" width="200"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch the amount of dust of my room in Cantonment.&lt;br /&gt;There's more in the dustpan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00465.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"height="150" width="200"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00463.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"height="150" width="200"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A small portion of my small room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00469.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" height="150" width="200"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was at TFS, i got the purplish one on my forth finger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00484.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" height="150" width="200"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:))))))) I'm his best customer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00486.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"height="150" width="200"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00492.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"height="150" width="200"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.22/Xiyi's house for dinner =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00493.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"height="220" width="160"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un-dwarted by the drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/soup2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"height="150" width="200"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BWAHAHAHHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-116689826811603487?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/116689826811603487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=116689826811603487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/116689826811603487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/116689826811603487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2006/12/pre-xmas.html' title='Pre-Xmas'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-116655210479561378</id><published>2006-12-20T01:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T02:22:35.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joan's xanga</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To Joan&lt;/span&gt;: (我晤可以ｒｅｇｉｓｔｅｒ呀，　ｓｏ　ｐａｓｔｅ　ｈｅｒｅ．）&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hi!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;瓦娃娃。。。&lt;br /&gt;係我啦，你咯新加坡朋友呀。。&lt;br /&gt;交换了日记must第一时间留言啦。。。开心吗？哈哈&lt;br /&gt;认识你勁好呀，有一点好笑，不果，好才我那日又走进SALAD :)&lt;br /&gt;那你要快点来找我哦，我带你和你朋友玩!&lt;br /&gt;Good Luck! I will put up pictures for you to see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay guys.. just gotten Joan's blog but couldn't register with xanga.com.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ya, met her in HongKong so pardon the chinese! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="300" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/CIMG0134.jpg" width="220" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;啊啊～～一咯相晤係好靓呀，嘿嘿。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TODAY I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WOKE UP&lt;/span&gt; AT 6AM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wonderful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Where are we going for Xmas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not in the mood for projects and shivering school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-116655210479561378?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/116655210479561378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=116655210479561378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/116655210479561378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/116655210479561378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2006/12/joans-xanga.html' title='Joan&apos;s xanga'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-116636750740344181</id><published>2006-12-17T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T23:05:59.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reviews after previous entry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WELL.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing special happened preceding cheng's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;So I'm just gonna put up some highlights of that day.&lt;br /&gt;OMG the desire to embark on a plane to Taipei NOW is sooooooo fcuking strong you can kill me.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;Booking tickets by this week! *Hops around w/o rolling my eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What happened at the MILKSHAKE party (APA MILKSHAKE'S GOTTA DO WITH IT??):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Aft pushing our way through into the club, we died.&lt;br /&gt;So this vid was taken outside MOS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Odn2r2QqtzM" width="300" height="250" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheng &amp; Nana secretly took an apology video with my cell:&lt;br /&gt;(MUAHAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/48AoOU-D5uM" width="300" height="250" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp;amp; En's response:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HkSgvrd3gMI" width="250" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 2nd level's ladies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6WUvsF9MUzs" width="250" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Time for 2 weeks break. But its project rushing time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I feel like giving up, my body's been possessed with "The Taiwanese Element".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OKAY! Time to summarize my travelling spots this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Apr: Tioman (Salang Beach), Malaysia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;May: Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia &amp;amp; Krabi, Thailand (BEAUTIFUL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Aug/Sept: Tioman (Something starting with "P"), Malaysia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nov: HONGKONG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wonderful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Next up, I expect to spend a bomb in Taipei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And really get into it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I might migrate with my dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-116636750740344181?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/116636750740344181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=116636750740344181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/116636750740344181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/116636750740344181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2006/12/reviews-after-previous-entry.html' title='Reviews after previous entry'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-116565400397205595</id><published>2006-12-09T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T16:50:05.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-Milkshake Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Last night, though i hate to admit, was too emotional.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Went to town after school ended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The 4 of us sat and coffee bean and by an hour, all of us was engaged in such heart wrenching talks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, I'm the one who got everyone crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAHA, sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I saw quite a few people I hadn't seen in years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Xavier, Chloe, Mr. T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ALL DAMN LONG NEVER SEE THEM LAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mr. T waited for me to reach the interchange.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We walked home at midnight, and so I became not so emo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today is milkshake party!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Celebrating Cheng's birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I heard its gon be so crowded; wish I wouldn't chance upon people I don't wish to see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It should be great right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am feeling all excited now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Only 4 hours away!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Videos taken this week:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Monday (in class)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Darren's wonderful snores."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Turn up your volume please; i'm the one going "shhh" at the start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z_EBsBcgxE4" width="250" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Having steamboat at bugis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Imitating some emoticon and my ideas"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That's my laughter for your information. ROFL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/csE4BLnHdhs" width="250" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Friday (at canteen one)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Rena was filming &amp;amp; I'm not involved at all, busy copying answers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I name this vid "Our Daily Frustrations"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_A3PxfgvB0U" width="250" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(at DT lecture)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Karin was having fun with my handphone protector.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Again, turn up your volume.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And again, that's my laughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oCy1Crw0Lz8" width="250" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Me: What's xiaobai duin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Karin: Doing household chores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Haaaaa. =&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-116565400397205595?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/116565400397205595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=116565400397205595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/116565400397205595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/116565400397205595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2006/12/pre-milkshake-party.html' title='Pre-Milkshake Party'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-116509295824329883</id><published>2006-12-03T03:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T04:21:31.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hkg Videos</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[NEW ONES] All the funny videos taken in HongKong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ENJOY. Wait for them to load cos it's worth it la dude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out that bung lah. Wahahha damn funny! I can't stop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oC_emhuBtZI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oC_emhuBtZI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="250" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd day: Having food at some cafe; cheng reckons its super funny and tt i cld manage to lure paul paul out of his own world :)&lt;br /&gt;Ends with rena trying hard to order from the hard-to-read menu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/E_c0WFdJblc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/E_c0WFdJblc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="250" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st night: The two of them got DRUNK. Disgusting guts from cheng, check out rena's laughter la. I should have been there to video it man. The way rena speaks is fraeky.&lt;br /&gt;RENA PLEASE DO NOT DO THIS TO ME IF I AM DRUNK.&lt;br /&gt;"Don't worry, I am here." MUAHAHAHHAHAHA classic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xSiFZI41-YY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xSiFZI41-YY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="250" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd day at Nu Ren Jie: Steps to buy a bag&lt;br /&gt;I think my hair sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4ASrUgjGGHQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4ASrUgjGGHQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="250" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cont: Rena's purchase and some humour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QeEtW3QUW6s"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QeEtW3QUW6s" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="250" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[upload tmr, it's 5am]&lt;br /&gt;btw, lyb just gave me this cool link&lt;br /&gt;http://waikim.youaremighty.com/&lt;br /&gt;holla at it dude. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day: Visiting cheng after some talk [she got acute appenditicis!?!?!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-CpKjs5VJU0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-CpKjs5VJU0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="250" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th day at Ocean Park: My involvement whn we were climbing a slope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hs_Ui8dlB7A"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hs_Ui8dlB7A" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="250" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cont: On the Abyss Ride (20storeys if im not wrong)&lt;br /&gt;It was so much less scarier than the one at Genting.&lt;br /&gt;Ironically, it's much higher.&lt;br /&gt;FUN LAH.&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I sat alone for a RollerCoaster ride! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/f9ZRglK_22c"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/f9ZRglK_22c" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="250" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2: Mtr (How to buy a ticket)&lt;br /&gt;Crux: Clarence's "I wanto go 7-11 buy coins"&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HqzfkHxglzE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HqzfkHxglzE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="250" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cont: Got into Yau Ma Tei's platform&lt;br /&gt;Ends with me trying to say something to clar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WkJ8x3gs0Vo"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WkJ8x3gs0Vo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="250" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cont: on MTR to Causeway Bay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DSgOmFxb5Lo"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DSgOmFxb5Lo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="250" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3: Last night left to shop!&lt;br /&gt;Clar:"These are the random local pple." LOLLL&lt;br /&gt;Pardon the shaking, he will be much experienced in future.&lt;br /&gt;You'll be able to see some of the streets and humanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IYFtUqMBJak"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IYFtUqMBJak" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="250" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-116509295824329883?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/116509295824329883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=116509295824329883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/116509295824329883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/116509295824329883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2006/12/hkg-videos.html' title='Hkg Videos'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-116491075621439033</id><published>2006-12-01T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T02:32:13.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BAD NIGHTS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Things would just never be the same again, can they?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hate this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Not exactly knowing what to do these days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A few nights ago, I cried hard for 2 hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then I missed an important tutorial the next day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The worse is, I had sucidal thoughts again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AGAIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAHAHAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, I wrote this down so that I could remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I do not have a problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I figured Im weird enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Even if I was having those thoughts at that point of time, I could still think of other unrelated stuffs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I mean, there's always a time for crying and another for leisure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'd know it's gonna turn out fine after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I could really speculate and watch it from there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, I don't really understand what i'm trying to say.&lt;br /&gt;Do any of you understand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I know that the problems I'm having cannot be solved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Having one man right now in my life is sure a headache.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I JUST KNOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh yeah, don't worry about me okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Good shit will happen soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can put aside those thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But the saddest thing is: he laughed when i told him i'd kill myself to prove it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;F%$#*!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh and 2 nights ago, my elder sista came back w her bf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I passed her the keychain I've gotten from Hkg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Apparently I was doiing my e-tutorial so she glanced at my screen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then she asked when did the semester start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And she also saw that it was week 6 on my screen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I told myself how cool your own blood sista only know you've started school after 6 cool weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;F#&amp;$&amp;amp;^*&amp;()&amp;amp;**%^$%#@!$#*%*&amp;(!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Can I just go travel?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;/Hong Kong pics sooooon. Restless lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-116491075621439033?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/116491075621439033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=116491075621439033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/116491075621439033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/116491075621439033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2006/12/bad-nights.html' title='BAD NIGHTS'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-116439677047985723</id><published>2006-11-25T03:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T03:33:48.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from hkg</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am back! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HSIANG GANG&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAHAHAAH.&lt;br /&gt;Felt soooo tired last night, i just came up to inform my return.&lt;br /&gt;It was great shit.&lt;br /&gt;Though time was limited, but i'd go again. After taiwan pls.&lt;br /&gt;Good weather, great pple, fun experience.&lt;br /&gt;NICE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;Best part: I did not spend alot of dimes.&lt;br /&gt;Worst part: I got slight rashes! ;( &amp;amp; cheng got sick.&lt;br /&gt;/gonna go relux and take a chill pill.&lt;br /&gt;Photos up soon!&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/9037921-116439677047985723?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/116439677047985723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=116439677047985723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/116439677047985723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/116439677047985723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2006/11/back-from-hkg.html' title='Back from hkg'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-116394500580592470</id><published>2006-11-19T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T22:03:25.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20/11/2006 - HongKong Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'll be going away to HongKong for a few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Taking a 10am flight tmr morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Back on Thurs midnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You know what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hope to have real good shit over there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;All you hongkies all dogs my man jus holla at me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LEI AH LEI AH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My room mate will be karin :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;God bless i'd hang out w a good group.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-116394500580592470?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/116394500580592470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=116394500580592470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/116394500580592470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/116394500580592470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2006/11/20112006-hongkong-trip.html' title='20/11/2006 - HongKong Trip'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-116327947371053478</id><published>2006-11-12T04:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T05:11:15.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shots from this week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks to all who've expressed yourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh ya, it did not occur to me to buy 4d today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It came out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That special number that only I buy =) only she knows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But what's a few setbacks to me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Alright, take a look at some shots taken this week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[trying hard to calm myself down]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00132.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice hot japanese caffeine from some jamming m/c&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00129.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00126.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we did had a haircut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00131.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rare happyyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00141.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of the puffnation tees i wana get! www.puffnation.com (i forgot how to link)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00139.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00143.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot to the touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00153.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at hilton some waiting area&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00157.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kenneth e skinny (WAHHAH)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00156.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00166.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/IMG_6006.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;preceding a sumptuous meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/IMG_6015.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went for the reverse bungy, damn crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/IMG_6016.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is why i say, i treasure my youth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/IMG_6017.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off we go. p/s: that's a tourist beside ph =) christine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/IMG_6013.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may we be blessed for being young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00180.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haircut @ 2way by justin, i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00181.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blackhaired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00182.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snaps while waiting for enen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That's all. Oh well, i've spent several days cooped up at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One more school week to Hongkong, that is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh my god.&lt;/span&gt; I need it badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It seems like my friends' parents will be buying HongKong dollars back for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is how it's like when you have no one to do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BUT, I'm so used to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I have a feeling even if I spent $1k over there my dad wouldn't even rage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How meaningless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SIGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My 4d was soo meant for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I should have known the moment i said it, it'd open sooner or later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You wouldn't know how &lt;em&gt;amazing&lt;/em&gt;. Hahahah, i feel her love being around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tim says it cannot be measured through monetary terms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, went alameen with wei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For dinner/supper: I had mee bandung with teh tarik.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AND fried chicken! additional a substantial amount of french potatoes sliced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And after that a few sips of kambing soup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And a piece of chocz she bought for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thank you, it helped :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;p/s: did you know that croissant is actually pronounced as "kwa-suung"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;next time do it to a french chef, he'd understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"iwano orler raisin kwa-suung pls.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-116327947371053478?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/116327947371053478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=116327947371053478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/116327947371053478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/116327947371053478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2006/11/shots-from-this-week.html' title='Shots from this week'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-116309748843121499</id><published>2006-11-10T02:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T02:38:08.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fucked Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My eyes are damn red and swollen from crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fuck the past 1 hr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I spent the past few minutes ago, facing a crazy situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's dad's birthday today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The day was spent w us shopping and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then he went out cos his friends came over to sunshine place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was alr feelin what the fuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fuck it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I feel sooo screwed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Each time I do things being strong, people around me just show me signs of weakness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How am I expected to be strong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes, i know people die &amp; one day, he'll leave me unintentionally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I REALLY KNOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I said I'd leave him 1st cos I'm selfish and I won't want more grievances.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He didn't even know he puked or had a tummyache. I just felt so damn fuckkking farking fcuking weak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I just cried and teared like mad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;( TO MAKE THINGS WORSE, I AM SICK ALSO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then he teared also&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It wasn't my heart bleeding this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I just felt WEAK to the maximum I could ever have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh man fuck it fuck GOD JESUS everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am totally wrecked now and nothing helps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No one really understands what's going on and also they do not show concerns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We teared for an hour and believe me, i hated sitting there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;With him holding my hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My nose kept running like a tap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I FELT NUMB.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Someone... please save me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's too late to save our healths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Stop drinking and smoking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You'll just really die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I AM SO MAD AT ALL THESE ADDICTORS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just fuck off lah, really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If I could die again, I just died.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Because part of me died along with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And slowly I'd realise it's true, the whole of him died too with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Very excellent, i have broken down again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ATM make-up lecture tmr ;'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I feel so tired, totally drained.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wasn't expecting this to happen,  you know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And forbid it that he will leave me someday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WHYYYYYYYYYYYYY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;At the end of the world, no one other than your own family wld stand beside you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And if family aint family no more, what's you gotta do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Can I please die 1st?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't care at all about my future, I just don't want to live a dying soul anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If problems can be taken away, would you take them away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Running away, they said, is bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;F$*&amp;@#&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Some problems cannot be solved, you can just run away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Because when you face it, you'd find yourself facing emptiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AHHH, thoroughly mad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I HATE TO FACE THIS ALONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But even if there's someone else here sharing, it'd still be me alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FUCK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FUCK&lt;br /&gt;FUCKKKK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(I AM SO HUNGRY AND SICK)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Stop drinking and smoking and clubbing, idiots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Stop all these actions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[kenneth just told me brb and WENT OFFLINE. fuck.]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-116309748843121499?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/116309748843121499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=116309748843121499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/116309748843121499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/116309748843121499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2006/11/fucked-up.html' title='Fucked Up'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-116238200052295199</id><published>2006-11-01T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T19:57:04.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>re: A&amp;K's wedding dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(retyping cos i presesd undo)&lt;br /&gt;From Angela's and Kelvin's wedding dinner:&lt;br /&gt;She was pretty.&lt;br /&gt;He was lovely(?).&lt;br /&gt;They are happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I teared up alil at the table, picturing my own wedding and how lack of love it would be without her. YOU KNOW. Or i reckon, you don't know lah. Bcos it hasn't, wouldn't, happen to you guys all there. No matter how i see it, it's gonna be so boring and unlovely bcos of the people's presence. I can just picture it!! ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;Anw, something bad occurred to you-know-who.&lt;br /&gt;To you: i am sorry for what happened. i'd never know how the pain feels like, i'd certainly never know. but, what's important is to retain and maintain this loveliness all around you and your family. you know it, don't you? it's okay to fall down at time too. remember that &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;we are all weak people&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00079.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yixiannn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00084.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very toxic girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00073.jpg" height="200" width="150" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before appearing before you-know-who [hahahaahaah]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00076.jpg" width="190" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy sy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00077.jpg" width="190" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's too dark lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Angela's and Kelvin's wedding dinner:&lt;br /&gt;She was pretty.&lt;br /&gt;He was lovely (?).&lt;br /&gt;They must be happy.&lt;br /&gt;I teared abit while sitting at the table, picturing how my marriage would be like and how lack of love it would be. YOU KNOW.&lt;br /&gt;Then, something very bad occured to you-know-who.&lt;br /&gt;To you: it's certainly something i've never gone through, therefore i can't say i can sense your pain. but, what's important now are the loveliness around you.&lt;br /&gt;be strong. it's okay to fall sometimes though.&lt;br /&gt;or you can be like me, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00086.jpg" width="190" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00089.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trallala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC000722.jpg" width="190" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while waiting for sy to fetch me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC000882.jpg" width="190" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jie in pink :) (oops, he's signing in!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's a terrible semester.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've missed atm and hpm lects again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I only managed to wake up for classes on Monday and Tuesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wednesday is just tooo.. tiring. 9am - 4pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anw, it's been boring. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;People, ask me out pls!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fri : Meeting azaleas =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Must chill man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-116238200052295199?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/116238200052295199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=116238200052295199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/116238200052295199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/116238200052295199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2006/11/re-aks-wedding-dinner.html' title='re: A&amp;K&apos;s wedding dinner'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-116205902920261033</id><published>2006-10-29T01:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T03:37:13.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A damn crazy week, my 3rd w850i on hand</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BUSY WEEK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CRAZY WEEEEEK&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am currently holding my third w850i on my hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hope nothing bothers me from now on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SONY ERICSSON BETTA DO BETTER NEXT TIME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Some pictures from my phone, ahahahhahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00041.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N A N A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00042.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00043.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xin ku ni le. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00059.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My elder sis, her face looks soooo long here.&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's not like this! Promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00036.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim tom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00054.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How homely people are we.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00060.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name of the Starhub service personnel.&lt;br /&gt;I really didn't want it to end up like this, dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00061.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some nice shit at Mario's Korean Kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;Nice! We just had to reward ourselves with mouthwatering food.&lt;br /&gt;After all, it is such a looooong weeek.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks baby. YOU KNOW I LOVE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00062.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00063.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been trained to take spicy food.&lt;br /&gt;My throat hurts! This was sausage, toufu steamboat.&lt;br /&gt;Zzzzz. Forgot what it's called in korean lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Toms would be another busy day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's Angela's and Kelvin's wedding dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ah, finally it has arrived.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hope I'd have enough time to prepare by the time i reach cantonment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Alright.. Blissful marriage pls! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1 litre of tears, it is TOO HARD TO TAKE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;People, start watching. You'd definitely take upon another beautiful perspective towards your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can't believe this young girl actually had worser life than this, as Asou-kun is just another fictious character they made up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Awww..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it is time to protect our youth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-116205902920261033?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/116205902920261033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=116205902920261033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/116205902920261033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/116205902920261033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2006/10/damn-crazy-week-my-3rd-w850i-on-hand.html' title='A damn crazy week, my 3rd w850i on hand'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-116197906806273688</id><published>2006-10-28T03:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T03:57:48.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/Picture10.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randoms!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/Picture66-1.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What is wrong with service personnel nowadays?&lt;br /&gt;I have to go down to Starhub again!&lt;br /&gt;hello, when can i have some peace with my phone?&lt;br /&gt;WUDDUP!&lt;br /&gt;But neverthelessly, October is such a lovely month.&lt;br /&gt;Yb bought a Mitsubishi Colt finally!&lt;br /&gt;Yay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-116197906806273688?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/116197906806273688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=116197906806273688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/116197906806273688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/116197906806273688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2006/10/randoms-what-is-wrong-with-service.html' title=''/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-116170164006968532</id><published>2006-10-24T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T22:58:53.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my w850i, 2 days old</title><content type='html'>I have finally bought a new phone.&lt;br /&gt;I've been using this samsung e600c for over 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;And god bless Sony Ericsson for releasing the white color of w850i before the eom, i'd die from waiting.&lt;br /&gt;And Starhub never even call me about the release!&lt;br /&gt;Disgusting customer service.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, it's been 2 days only. I only took these pics.&lt;br /&gt;=) Could only take 2 of my classmates cos the rest sitting v far la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00004.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00005.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00012.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuemeiiii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00011.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her crazy drawing under my block, enlarge it!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAHA i am supposed to be the one carrying HER laptop w a skeptical face. And that lil curvy hair at the side of my head's e "way i do my hair" =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC00024.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wheee. Trying out. 2 mp only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thank you yuemei.&lt;br /&gt;These 2 days been crazy running around settling my phone.&lt;br /&gt;I finally also changed my sim card to 3G. Just tested w eugene only.&lt;br /&gt;OH I LOVE MY PHONE!&lt;br /&gt;Bless I do not drop or dirty it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tribute to my e600c:&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being there for my ups and downs.&lt;br /&gt;2 years were alot for you to deal with huh?&lt;br /&gt;Although you didn't belong to me in the 1st place, despite e MILLION times i've caused you to face setbacks and failures, you've outstanding abilities compared to your species.&lt;br /&gt;You're like me.&lt;br /&gt;Being slapped in the face when you're at the most vulnerable stage.&lt;br /&gt;Being abandoned and betrayed when you thought you were safe.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I feel crazy writing this.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'd put you into safety from now.&lt;br /&gt;During this period of time, you're left bruised and faded.&lt;br /&gt;We've each got to learn the hardest way of losing our loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;I thought your front screen would eventually drop out in time.&lt;br /&gt;But you never did.&lt;br /&gt;You just don't die, do you?&lt;br /&gt;You're me.&lt;br /&gt;I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAHAAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;Today was great, i spent the whole day with dad.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 9am.(becos I slept at 9pm)&lt;br /&gt;It was good, we had time for interaction and all.&lt;br /&gt;And we went to the cemy, couldn't find e way as usual.&lt;br /&gt;Watched "Tom Yum Goong" which I rented yest for him.&lt;br /&gt;MAUHAHAH such togetherness.&lt;br /&gt;But no time to take pics; it was damn tiring when it was 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;Should have hung out w the guys.&lt;br /&gt;We should just live each day like its the last day lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this week is a slack school week.&lt;br /&gt;Mon ended at 1pm, today's a public holiday.&lt;br /&gt;Tmr long day though, thurs finally no IS, friday school.&lt;br /&gt;School, rest, school, rest, school.&lt;br /&gt;Last week i only attended 2 days of school.&lt;br /&gt;If this goes on, it would be perfect.&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO NOT A MORNING PERSON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: 1 Litre of tears is damn sad lah.&lt;br /&gt;Til kingdom comes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-116170164006968532?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/116170164006968532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=116170164006968532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/116170164006968532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/116170164006968532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-w850i-2-days-old.html' title='my w850i, 2 days old'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-116137250399714095</id><published>2006-10-21T03:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T03:28:24.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUGLY CAR STEALERS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;KNOW WHAT'S THE MOST CRAZIEST EVIL THING THAT CAN HAPPEN TO ANYONE ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;stealing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, i thought you-know-who got his motorbike stolen.&lt;br /&gt;But, no, hell, it was a brand new just bought CAR.&lt;br /&gt;Fucking stolen, right below a restaurant, after eating.&lt;br /&gt;FUCKING WHY DOES THESE PEOPLE TAKE AWAY OTHERS' THINGS THAT THEY SAVED UP FOR?&lt;br /&gt;That is totally downright &lt;em&gt;unacceptable&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;despicable&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;fugly&lt;/em&gt;, UNDESERVING.&lt;br /&gt;I tell you, you will just rot in hell for what you have done.&lt;br /&gt;Next time when you guys repent and start your own new life with your family and kids, YOUR KIDS WILL GET KIDNAPPED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It applies to all kinds of theives.&lt;br /&gt;Even a handphone or sorta whatever that doesn't BELONG.&lt;br /&gt;Anything that doesn't BELONG should go away.&lt;br /&gt;How does it feel when you lose your favorite blanket at night?&lt;br /&gt;FUCK OFFFFF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A conversation told by yb when i told her about this raging incident:&lt;br /&gt;Between some malaysians at a SIN bus stop [with &lt;strong&gt;STRONG MALAYSIAN ACCENT&lt;/strong&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;A: waa, spore got alot of nice cars hor?&lt;br /&gt;B: yeah, see liao feel like stealing.&lt;br /&gt;A: ya, if in msia, sure kena cop.&lt;br /&gt;(I'm 89% sure they're JB people, okay.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO HELLO HELLO. what the fucking hell do we need such bastards in the world? To add on to our misery? Hello cmon just get your life and go be a beggar or something.&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO SUPER ANGRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A BRAND NEW CAR!&lt;br /&gt;TWN 300,000 and newly apppreciated.&lt;br /&gt;His bag, camera, and some lovely shopping items inside.&lt;br /&gt;Aiya, i'm so disgusted and really feel for him.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry this happened.&lt;br /&gt;Reading his blog about the past makes me feel totally nostalgic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEALERS: just beware. i always believed in karma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;p/s: death note rocks! anime or movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-116137250399714095?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/116137250399714095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=116137250399714095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/116137250399714095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/116137250399714095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2006/10/fugly-car-stealers.html' title='FUGLY CAR STEALERS'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-116100642591812586</id><published>2006-10-16T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T21:47:05.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>B One - My 19th</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On Saturday night, at the world's most sleaziest and uncle-fied place, B ONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAHA, enjoy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/IMG_3980.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within minutes, on stage. For the birthday peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/IMG_3981.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Havent even warmed up! Check out tt dude behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/IMG_3982.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wuddup..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/IMG_3983.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very cute ONGBAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/IMG_3987.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out yb's boobs =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/IMG_3986.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just had to study!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/IMG_3985.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you very much for blessings, karine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/IMG_3990.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calvin (He must be feelin giddy at that time alr)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/IMG_3991.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is tt dude behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/IMG_3992.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still inside! BAD PHOTOGRAPHER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/IMG_3994.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/IMG_4005.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/IMG_4009.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm. Haven drunk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/IMG_4007.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/IMG_4008.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/IMG_4011.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gossipin abt the ugly crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/IMG_4012.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John tan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/IMG_4015.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never forget that spot where the bouncer is. SEED OF A FIGHT LATER ON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/IMG_4035.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's all because of that girl beside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/IMG_4036.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting all crazy and boring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/IMG_4038.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can someone tell me what she's trying to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/IMG_4039.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised it spreads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/IMG_4040.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/IMG_4049.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all live for this, aint it? LOVE THIS PIC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/IMG_4054.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was getting hyped up by the intensity. [of what?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/IMG_4053.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEHEHEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/oh.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/IMG_4002.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't calvin looks like he's hugging me from behind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TA-Da! Things that happened that night:&lt;br /&gt;1. I knocked down a 1/2 filled Heineken and FULLY filled Corona. Hai.&lt;br /&gt;2. I dropped a slice of cake.&lt;br /&gt;3. I dropped my $2 note, keys, and MY FOUNDATION CASE which broke, upon getting down the cab.&lt;br /&gt;4. I carelessly left my mobile number for this dude.&lt;br /&gt;5. YanBing was the cause of a fight, which happened SECONDS after we stepped our tired feet outta the place. I SWEAR. Cos we were just outside talking, then the 2 parties rushed out. Well, and they were proximity to her before that. AND YOU KNOW =)&lt;br /&gt;6. We were the youngest crowd there, therefore deemed as fresh blood. Therefore, we aint going there anymore. Erm, I might, sometimes, with safe people like xiaowei. HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;7. This lady offered me Bvlgari hand cream in the ladies. FOR WHAT? And I already have it at home.&lt;br /&gt;8. WE ALL LOVE BEYOND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it folks! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-116100642591812586?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/116100642591812586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=116100642591812586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/116100642591812586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/116100642591812586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2006/10/b-one-my-19th.html' title='B One - My 19th'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-116089425162561205</id><published>2006-10-15T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T14:37:31.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Xiao Gui's reply!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/precious2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LOVING ME.!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Super happy man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Last night was crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MEN ARE SUCH JERKS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;All of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-116089425162561205?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/116089425162561205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=116089425162561205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/116089425162561205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/116089425162561205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2006/10/xiao-guis-reply.html' title='Xiao Gui&apos;s reply!'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-116082367689872051</id><published>2006-10-14T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T19:01:16.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 19th Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MANY HAPPY RETURNS TO ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've finally turned nineteen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Note to self: Go for a makeover before i hit 20.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I just returned from St. Gregory Spa at Grand Plaza Park Royal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I went for bikini line wax! WHEE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Despite all the anxiety earlier on, it was really, really, tolerable. and better than expected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The place is very relaxing and the changing room is excellent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ladies out there, you need to look at this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;First, you're asked to put on disposables instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You remove your bottoms and lie on the bed, covered w blanket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Mandy" appears and says "Let me take a look first."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAHAHHAHA. Take a look at what?!??! MUAHAHHAHAH =) you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She starts to snip off whatever parts w a scissors while commenting "it's quite clean already actually."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hearing this, I panicked thinking this is the end. Does she just snip them off? Yeah, i FORGOT the wax strips haven been used lar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After which, you move a hand and hold the bikini line part of the disposables.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Mandy" (OH, actually before cutting she applied antiseptic) applies teatree wax (it looks green in color). YES, GIRLS, it's HOT. But totally tolerable and the feeling is similar to hot tears on ur cheeks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She takes a piece of strip and smoothes it down onto the applied part. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Once, twice, thrice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And then, she obviously TEARS it off gently. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WHAMM. BAMM. SHMPPPPPP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Twice. I said "Ooooo, so this is it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AHHAHAHAhAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And everything repeats until your bikini line is clean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Whee whee! Reallly clean leh. I feel refreshed =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Mandy" applies powder and soothing gel after which i was asked to give it a check.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AWKWARD PART I TELL YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Imagine pushing away the disposables and checking it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Peek. At. My. BL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway! The service was great. We should really go to established outlets for waxing and brazilian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Next thing. The changing room provides locker. Which is fully equipped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I should have bathed there instead of aza's house. HAHAHHA. Make full use.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hai, wenta relaxation lounge. Had hot water, a plum, read an article.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There wass fruits and magazines and really &lt;em&gt;relaxing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ha aza, that's why i didn't sms u immediately. Awy, my batt died.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hmm, after which i checked out the mirrors and all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;They have the same hairdryer as TrueYoga. Is it damn cheap in bulk?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I tried it and thought nothing of it, cos its quite heavy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BUT, the cold air part. is. great. COOLER THAN MY HAIRDRYER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WAH LAU! Totally cold air. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Spent some time making up and doing my hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The atmosphere was excellent and aromatic, I felt damn damn damn pretty there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The cosmetic mirror was HUGE and MAGNIFYING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There was even a sanitizer for hair combs!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Alright, that's my experience at St. Greg's. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Expecting to enjoy other treats if i have dough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AZA: I paid full price because the birthday treat only applies to MEMBERS.  I could have gone for brazilian in the 1st place! Grrrr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Awy, "Mandy" also advised that if you could take the pain of bl waxing, you could take the pain of any other parts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yay, lai ah! Brazilian!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Watched Death Note last night w Aza, Sy and Yx. I love it though yx thought it sucks. I self chose my presents of love: A very-my-style grey top from Forever21 and Shu Uemura Rouge. Thanks love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*Gon have real hella out of time later at B One! I get a free bottle of Chivas leh. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks to all who've holla at me last night. Heyy, tonight's the man man! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;P/S: I kinda "tripped" the disposables over my heels and one of the rubber came off. 3rd day nia! Talk about anyhow brands. I'm an unbalanced walker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Another note to self: Must be happy!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-116082367689872051?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/116082367689872051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=116082367689872051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/116082367689872051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/116082367689872051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-19th-birthday.html' title='My 19th Birthday'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-116067561252738990</id><published>2006-10-13T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T01:53:32.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;It's black friday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday the 13th marking 14th October soon, which happens to be my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;OH MANNNN.&lt;br /&gt;I've received 1 present to date. From jacob. Oh well, i alr know what my friends are giving me. So i guess that's it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Had a pre-celebration w Rena, Cheng and En. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cheng brought fireworks! 1st time I played on a celeb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks all/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what to say so I'll just put up those pictures taken on Angela's ROM.&lt;br /&gt;I wish Sony Ericsson would release w850i in white ASAP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/8-1.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings. Weirdest combination of all. I don't even know who's beside me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/2.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She tried to smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="230" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/3.jpg" width="180" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After too many awkward tries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="230" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/5.jpg" width="180" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think your hair is straight, that's why i put this despite your warning.&lt;br /&gt;Salon she went to: 2way Holistic, by Jeffery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="230" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/7.jpg" width="180" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SERENEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay, that's it for now.&lt;br /&gt;Expect more shots to be put up soon.&lt;br /&gt;HALLO 19!&lt;br /&gt;I've known myself for 19years but YOU KNOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-116067561252738990?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/116067561252738990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=116067561252738990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/116067561252738990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/116067561252738990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2006/10/black-friday.html' title='Black Friday'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-115989643101609517</id><published>2006-10-04T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T01:27:11.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre: Angela's wedding chalet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's the start of October.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Known as Ocktober, in some faraway country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Recent events have been so crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I no longer yearn for superman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Strength and Courage, please come to me and stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We all know the truth hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But how painful can it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;An unintentionally act, turns into deep betrayal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I never knew the taste of betrayal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It was the first time I suppressed my feelings, looking into someone's eyes, and teared, and sobbed, and trembled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes, into &lt;em&gt;his &lt;/em&gt;eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can't imagine what life would be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Why the hell can't we stay the same?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Can't he see i'm TRYING(much as I do not believe in this word) as hard?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am. I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WHYYYYY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And sometimes, you just CAN'T look at the surface of things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I feel drained.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Someone, anyone. COME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;//Tmr will be a good day though. I wish. Let time stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-115989643101609517?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/115989643101609517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=115989643101609517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/115989643101609517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/115989643101609517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2006/10/pre-angelas-wedding-chalet.html' title='Pre: Angela&apos;s wedding chalet'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-115909676081090246</id><published>2006-09-24T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T19:19:20.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PastaMania, IMF Fireworks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pasta mania @ FUNAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSCF0611.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSCF0615.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSCF0621.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSCF0647.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="330" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSCF0623.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSCF0624.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSCF0629.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSCF0635.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSCF0630.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="300" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSCF0638.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSCF0636.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSCF0632.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DECENT&lt;/span&gt; (i realise it's a repeat!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSCF0647-1.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IMF fireworks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSCF0663.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wanted to make my blog livelier. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Though I really wanted to write about morose stuffs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAIIIIIIIIIIIIIII.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mahjong w kb, chang, rod last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Felt weird they came to my place da 1st time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I won $2, though I really won quite alot of rounds w big folds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I'm gon be sick!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chang, get well soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Til Kingdom comes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You'll hear from me real soon, while im bored at the office.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've just finished reading yet another piece by James Patterson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The LakeHouse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GREAT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-115909676081090246?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/115909676081090246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=115909676081090246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/115909676081090246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/115909676081090246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2006/09/pastamania-imf-fireworks.html' title='PastaMania, IMF Fireworks'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-115881182575956607</id><published>2006-09-21T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T12:29:23.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Office Quotes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;"One of the dangers that happens to most of us is not that our targets are too high and we miss it, but that it is too low and we reach it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;- Micheangelo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Saw this in one of the rooms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Office hours are so boring!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="170" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/Img01AD2ejpgmsgFAE19576-C2EF-4C00-9.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken on our 1st week of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;..After reading aza's blog*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This was what I got from my dad last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After a heated phone conversation which if you would know, u'd do the same if you were in my shoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Translated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Forget it, 3 of my daughters are not the same anymore. You all have grown up, there's no need for me to be around. I'm leaving. Bye Bye."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Seriously, how can we be like the past?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When everything's &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;already&lt;/span&gt; not the same anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WHY LIKE THAT AH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;FUCK HOLIDAYS FUCK MY LIFE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-115881182575956607?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/115881182575956607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=115881182575956607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/115881182575956607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/115881182575956607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2006/09/office-quotes.html' title='Office Quotes'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-115849398982396323</id><published>2006-09-17T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T20:00:29.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Battered by the rain (Sunday)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="300" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/sem05results.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today is an absolutely slack Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite looking forward to not working.&lt;br /&gt;Wish this Global Shell Tracker thing would end soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What phone should I buy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-115849398982396323?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/115849398982396323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=115849398982396323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/115849398982396323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/115849398982396323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2006/09/battered-by-rain-sunday.html' title='Battered by the rain (Sunday)'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-115831193650765278</id><published>2006-09-15T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T17:18:56.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>15th Sept BASH DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hello. I'm blogging at work everyday cos there aint anything to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Results is out! I was in bed at 818am when Np's sms came. I wondered who the hell 77877 was. My heart skipped several beats when i saw the "NP&gt; CRM: blah blah" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway!! I stayed for several minutes in bed paralysed with shock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(Picture it!=D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Very good weijing. You've finally gotten colors in poly life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh I forwarded my results to several friends like aza, jieying, yuemei and my 2 sisters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Some responses i got are as follows:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Timmy: :]Well done!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Big Sis: WHoa.. You have finally been studying. Congrats! (OS: Why congrats me? LOL.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yuemei(and she's e only discouraging one): ..But why do you have to show off? Why you never reply me after seeing my results? My friend LOOK DOWN on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Aint it weird? GO LIE LA YOU BITCH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It isn't every semester I can share my fruits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, so this morning while on bed, I was imagining how happy everyone would be when they know about it. But I begun to have a moment of blues thinking "what's the use of such improved results?". When you know, the one I really want to share my happiness with, isn't around anymore. I remembered timmy writing about her results and I could really feel how she felt at that point of time. Hai, so what is &lt;em&gt;really the point of getting good results&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This feeling is similar to what I feel whenever I'm having a last paper and I don't have to study anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Restless, pointless. That everything has halted and I don't have to lead a hard life anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10min later...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh i stopped typing cos i was trying to re-do my hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YOU KNOW MY HAIR..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay, tonight is bash night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I suppose it's a good month for us libran babes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YanBing has passed her driving test as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;CONGRATULATIONS TO US!! *dances around*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Shall celebrate with drinks with bao, wei, yb. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's time to let my hair down, last weekend was a wreck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Til Kingdom comes. Suddenly I appreciate being un-attached.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Shall prtscr for my results tmr. Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-115831193650765278?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/115831193650765278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=115831193650765278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/115831193650765278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/115831193650765278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2006/09/15th-sept-bash-day.html' title='15th Sept BASH DAY'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-115823109945072740</id><published>2006-09-14T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T19:01:45.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Office woes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm having office woes. Have been doing this data checking again and again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anw, haven been getting good sleep these days and you just gotta face da screen for more than 8 hours a day. And I feel that we part-timers are even more hard-working than the rest of the staff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAHAHHAAHHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cheng just peeped at what I was doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cheng: "AH HA, again..?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I smiled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Actually my eyes are so drooping and I swear Im gonna sleep early tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I shall miss entertainment but today's episode ain't nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh yeah, my hair doesn't get oily under the air-conditioned atmosphere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What's worse is that I can't find anything green for resting the eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Guess wht? Tomorrow's the day exam results are released.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can't imagine I would receive the sms while reporting to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Really, I wish I wouldn't be disappointed. You know how hard I work this sem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Phew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hai, some office ladies are chatting over wine on my right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I miss my sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Til Kingdom comes. I'm waiting for David to be at his desk so we could round up some stuffs. Aza: No hotties here. Hmm, I could find you during my break, prolly 1+. It's so near my office!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HUAT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;**Finished browsing npying's blog and  thought of something I forgot to include.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I thought of this interesting phrase yesterday while working.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I think it's fantastic, how our minds work when you're damn bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here goes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When the mind is in a restless state, the body does reckless things&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Afterwards, I laughed at myself as the making up of this sentence is one of the reckless things I do when I'm restless. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can make up good stuffs even though I can't stand working! Ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-115823109945072740?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/115823109945072740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=115823109945072740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/115823109945072740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/115823109945072740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2006/09/office-woes.html' title='Office woes'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-115814522566884679</id><published>2006-09-13T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T19:14:08.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Horoscope</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;=) Check this out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Cleo's October issue:&lt;br /&gt;Sept 24 to Oct 24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;LIBRA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;: To make magic happen, get clear about who you want. By the 14th, (MUAHAHAHAAHAH) what sounds corny will feel beautiful so enjoy old-fashioned romance. If you feel stuck, loverboy may have the contacts you need to climb the corporate ladder. (Oh, does that mean that this guy is from work? Cos by my birthday, I'll still be working around here. Stamford court.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Life&lt;/span&gt;: Until the 24th, you'll be in the mood to make things happen. (MAUHAHAHAHA What things?! Teeheeheee.) Speaking up will bring the transformation you want for your life and career. (Right, excellent on this one.) But if you don't focus your energy positively, you could fall prey to gossip and bitchiness! (I suppose it means I should not oversleep.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOA HOH!!!! Fantasic stuffs are waiting for me on the birthday. AlRight! YAY.&lt;br /&gt;I love myself. Oh I bought this "Nu Ren Wo Zui Da" magazine from Kinokuniya. It featured all you girls needa know from head to toe. But sorry, I bought the last copy of this issue with Shu Qi on the cover, I took the last one used for browsing. And I know bugis's outlet has ceased stock. MUAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still working on this project "Shell Global Customer Tracker" at work. Bah, I hate figures, decimals, numbers, stats. Why on earth did I work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til Kingdom comes!&lt;br /&gt;I must have a prawning and swimming session soon. Separate.&lt;br /&gt;JY: Next time ba! You so busy.&lt;br /&gt;Am: You know it. Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-115814522566884679?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/115814522566884679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=115814522566884679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/115814522566884679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/115814522566884679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-horoscope.html' title='My Horoscope'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-115786756337078769</id><published>2006-09-10T13:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T14:03:47.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/?action=view&amp;current=Picture611.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture611.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/?action=view&amp;current=Picture611.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/Picture611.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture431.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/?action=view&amp;current=Picture431.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture431.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/Picture431.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curls!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-115786756337078769?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/115786756337078769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=115786756337078769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/115786756337078769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/115786756337078769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2006/09/mr-x-curls.html' title=''/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-115781773037895218</id><published>2006-09-09T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T00:02:13.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh well. I don't know why the pictures don't appear. Photobucket sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, i went to pasir ris clinic again for follow-up a few days back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And, considering i've been there about 4 times, &lt;em&gt;i got myself lost again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mistook bus no. 21 for no. 12, i only realised i was on the wrong bus after an hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ended up in Geylang. DAMN SIAN AH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So gone were my efforts to save transport costs in using the train.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FUCCKKK. Why is it that i always get lost? So sick of calling up my friends and even sicker if i'm them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;"Hi, im lost."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;"What?!?! You're lost again?!?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;"Hm."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;"..........."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wed morning: Office work at Research International.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Damn lame cos i was sent back home after surfing the internet for 2 hrs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The person i was supposed to help was in a meeting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I surfed, blog-read, went to friendster etc. And got too bored and still, i get paid. MUAHAHHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Neverthelessly, i spent half of an afternoon to myself and bought epo, &lt;em&gt;finally.&lt;/em&gt; Evening Primrose Oil. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thurs: Finally had a project to do. Was supposed to use this new software, Havard Graphics, to convert charts into Microsoft ppt slides. I was sooo glad to be able to use this software, as i was exploring it the day before. But the thing is, the Dell laptop doesn't have any thumbdrive input, which means i can't steal the software!! I WANT IT. The work was indeed to be done extremely meticulously. It involved survey findings from users of Volkswagen. And the competition against companies like: Honda, Volvo, Mb, Nissan, Mitsubishi, Toyota, Lexus and so on. INTERESTING. HAHAHHA imagine i changed the data out of my own accord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It would be:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1) What is your most heard brand name? MB. MUAHAHHAhA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I spent the whole day doing this, starting from after 2pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fri: Last minute declared off-day. Stayed at home and slept like crazy again. PLEASE HELP ME. Was supposed to meet Mr T. for drinks, like finally. I haven seen him for about 2 years? And we always wanted to meet up, but never really did. Sooooo, i bathed and all at 11pm, waiting for him to finish his work, waited for confirmation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BAH. Time goes by and soon it was 12am. Still no reply despite the location was fixed. It finally dawned on me we wasn't meeting at all. I was even curling my eyelashes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And the night ended, and i don't believe i stayed at home on a friday night. Who ever says TGIF?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Alright. Today is borringgggg. Hey Mr T., i know you were on a big case. But the feeling sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sunday.!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Event: Horny Uni Party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Place: Clubhome (Old madmonks)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Price: S$8 Cover + cheap drinks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;What: Dress up in any uniform and come down!!! From 10pm onwards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sounds good? We're not going!!!! HELLO I PLANNED TO GO A WEEK AGO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How about going Happy? Like finally lah. But still deciding. HELLO I DONT WANT TO ROT DURING HOLIDAYS! I craze alcohol lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Speaking of which, timmy just came in at 10+, drunk. My dad picked her up from downstairs. Wahahha, yanbing finds it funny to be drunk at 10+. Hahahah. Let's all drown ourselves in alcohol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;God, give me more things to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'll appreciate the big and small things in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'll not sleep so much, then! YOU KNOW IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9037921-115781773037895218?l=killlaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/feeds/115781773037895218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9037921&amp;postID=115781773037895218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/115781773037895218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9037921/posts/default/115781773037895218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killlaa.blogspot.com/2006/09/yo.html' title='Yo!'/><author><name>carelesswhisper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03480651816519921963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9037921.post-115743736323282594</id><published>2006-09-05T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T14:26:34.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paya pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/"&gt;http://photobucket.com&gt;/a&gt;"target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m205/wweixun/DSC02180.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - 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Yay no need to go Mersing alr! Damn sian of that man. AND I dont think i'd snorkel again, cos the corals are all the same and you cant really see them from surface actually. Next up, diving! Who wants to learn with me? So glad im not so afraid of water. Comparatively to my previous trip, it was filled with lesser risks, fun, adventures, laughter. Maybe bcos of the people and place, but i dont mean they aint fun. Its just that i'd enjoy it more if i went with closer pple. You know, and laugh all the way on boat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It wasnt really a leisure trip to me, school trips make you wake up sooo early and everyone knows i'm such a sleeper! And the cold water showers barely helps. Paya is damn boring w lil night life and the residents(?) there aint as friendly as Salang's. BUMMER. And the water's so less clearer!! SIAN AH. The waters were calm when we snorkelled and i dont believe our courage to be able to snorkel on the super choppy waters the other time. The difference is significant, really. I swear being with yanbing will make you danger-prone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway knew some of yalun's friends and i guess it wld be the only people-orientated lesson as an aftermath. Then there is this weird power supply cut that happened 3 times on the last night. Can see that the rest were freaked out, but i really wonder if the last blackout only happened to our room? But i was shocked i could "sense" the 2nd blackout coming. We were sitting there playing cards and then, the atmosphere was bleak from the 1st blackout. OS: It's gonna blackout again. A few moments later, it really did. FREAKYYYY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That aside, I MISS PRAWNING. Damn regretful i did not tried to fish at da jetty, it was filled w msians speaking cool cantonese and japanese. You know i really have a thing for cantonese speaking people, i love it. They fished squids and fishes and if you're lucky, stingrays. We watched a freshly caught squid held its breath til the end. Its amazing, cos it kept changing color and different changes can be observed from its body. We left after that, i heard the japanese ate it up raw, with wasabi, rawww.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm having itches here and there on my body. The bumps are so sharp and painful; i desisted getting the aloe vera from en. The bugbears are damn crazy. It's time to stop travelling to beaches outside Singapore. Anyone up for Bangkok in October? I reckon its the right thing to do for us to take a break from surgly singapore. I CANT WAAIT TO TRAVEL AGAIN. For those who's telling me to stop travelling, hey look where you're coming from. Travelling is fruitful and broadens your knowledge and exposure right. Moreover, we're not gonna have time after graduation(who knows?) so risky is the word for youngsters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Reaching sg gives me an unaccomplished feeling. What, i have not done, i cant remember. Plan for work, pack my room and all. I'd prolly do more fruitful things this holidays, make it all fun-filled. While being there, friends left for oiap. Its all for the better so buck up alright? Am and Win, you know i'll miss you. Right now, im having a weird sensation with a giddy feeling. Considering i did not even touch alcohol last night. Just went out with da girls straight after unpacking til late and all. Speaking of alcohol, do you believe i forsake Sheridan's liquor coffee with milk selling at RM72?!?!?! There wasnt enough time! I am still feeling so sored, thinking of the cost saved on the original price. ARG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There's one weird thing at home. Considering the times i return, my room's getting so messy and weird. And being out at the living room gives a slight unfamiliar feeling. I don't know why we have so many computers. Counting the new laptop timmy's gone to buy now, we would have a total of 6 equipment with hi-technology at home. HMMMM we have 3 desktops: 1 for regular usage with modifications and different parts put together[but super fast ok], 1 2nd-hand one bought last month (i don't know for what?), 1 super old one that is left with lousy pentium and you can only play mahjong game there. 2 laptops: 1 belongs to me and 1 is elder sis's. And tim is now at expo buying a brand-new laptop for her fyp!!!! SIGH THINK OF ALL THE MONEY. And the whole point is, nobody's even at home! I love all these ironies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay, feeling giddy. Til Kingdom comes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BANGKOK! 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