<?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-15009739</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:27:48.247+08:00</updated><category term='love is in the air~'/><category term='lazily lazing mood'/><title type='text'>morethanwords</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>212</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-5863955532129217706</id><published>2008-08-10T02:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T03:51:35.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;happy&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 20th&lt;/span&gt; birthday to me!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha now i realised the significance of the phrase "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;happy birthday&lt;/span&gt;". not that i din felt happy in my previous 19 birthdays, but this one, i was still smiling when i woke up from my dreams on national day morning(: well, if 11am is considered morning(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;thank you darling&lt;/span&gt;, thanks for making this day so special for me despite all the limitations far beyond our control..but i say u did a great job. maybe not the grandest in the world, but a most special one(: no matter how others will feel. i was and am elated. shocked, but happy(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had ichiban..hahha and a new accumulation card(which i hope we can redeem the soft shell crab tempura before it expires, and i really HOPE we will get the osaka trip:D) and watched &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;money no enough 2. &lt;/span&gt;OMG i cried like hell. i was like, literally pouring. it reminded me of my grandfather and i couldnt stop the tap. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;butttttt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i was glad darling din let me put my not-so-waterproof eyeliner before the show(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den we went to grandma's place for dinner. and i felt so guilty when i heard that she dipped her hand into hot boiling water by mistake when she was boiling the chicken. guess she was to anxious to make the dinner perfect. i felt utterly crap. so i decided to help her out in the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which was then, darling said he had to attend an urgent meeting. well, i did doubt him a lil okays. i DID. it was well, not usual wad. anyway, i'm still a women(ol, if u insist, a girl) and i was quite pissed. well i attituded him and tried all stuffs to make him guilty la. u know, what half the population always does to the other half. hahah. but well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while i was playing mahjong(and feeling super irritated cuz i haven won a single round), i found my jc/ntu/nhss frens standing outside my grandmother's place singing me a birthday song. besides being someone with slow reflexes, i'm not well accustomed to surprises which left me ston-ing at the mj table for seconds before reacting. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, so there was him, holding a winnie-the-pooh ice cream cake with super short candles. hahhaha and what goes on u should know. the usual &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;makewish&lt;/span&gt;blowcandles&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cutcake&lt;/span&gt; ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha and den, photos taking after that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and presents!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hee my family(family includes dear) all chipped in to buy me a samsung digital camera(: hee not the very expensive type but like my dear said, noobs dun need too high-end ones. *laughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/SJ3v1aJJuMI/AAAAAAAAAyw/ehUMn9BsKIU/s1600-h/L210_spec08_20082121119959.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/SJ3v1aJJuMI/AAAAAAAAAyw/ehUMn9BsKIU/s320/L210_spec08_20082121119959.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232602042904197314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mine's the one in silver!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my lil cousins, vanessa and cassandra, bought me this hp pouch and chip'n'dale file(: so sweet of them, though technically it was my aunt who paid for them(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/SJ3v1iq_FGI/AAAAAAAAAy4/vico2uRF8m4/s1600-h/SDC10020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/SJ3v1iq_FGI/AAAAAAAAAy4/vico2uRF8m4/s320/SDC10020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232602045193589858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/SJ3v11T1MUI/AAAAAAAAAzA/bW_hPYL4QGU/s1600-h/SDC10021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/SJ3v11T1MUI/AAAAAAAAAzA/bW_hPYL4QGU/s320/SDC10021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232602050196746562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another present from my sisters and dear are them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTO and JACKPOT!!! haha nice names right? i think so too! my mum wanted to name them toto and da-cai(big sweep) but i thought that sounded so obiang can! so i thought of a more high-class name and ta-dahhh!!! JACKPOT!! hahha. anyway here they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/SJ3v2PLTqyI/AAAAAAAAAzI/vswoAwsO6u4/s1600-h/SDC10018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/SJ3v2PLTqyI/AAAAAAAAAzI/vswoAwsO6u4/s320/SDC10018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232602057140316962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTO:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/SJ3v2ZRPHfI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/30DWk4FXlD8/s1600-h/SDC10017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/SJ3v2ZRPHfI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/30DWk4FXlD8/s320/SDC10017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232602059849539058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JACKPOT:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/SJ30IgjP_xI/AAAAAAAAAzY/zFHAf7lNHF0/s1600-h/SDC10016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/SJ30IgjP_xI/AAAAAAAAAzY/zFHAf7lNHF0/s320/SDC10016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232606769088298770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cute rite? omg i love them so much. anyway their surnames are teo. teo toto and teo jackpot(: muahahhahahhas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here are photos of the girls(: and my dearest darling(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/SJ30JLOSNXI/AAAAAAAAAzg/_hVO-_Bp0OY/s1600-h/SDC10005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/SJ30JLOSNXI/AAAAAAAAAzg/_hVO-_Bp0OY/s320/SDC10005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232606780543087986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esther, kelly, qiushi, jinjen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/SJ30JxedAFI/AAAAAAAAAzo/jz6rynsDvis/s1600-h/SDC10009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/SJ30JxedAFI/AAAAAAAAAzo/jz6rynsDvis/s320/SDC10009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232606790811451474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chingting, esther&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/SJ30KDInsRI/AAAAAAAAAzw/rtmIp4rnbpg/s1600-h/SDC10010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/SJ30KDInsRI/AAAAAAAAAzw/rtmIp4rnbpg/s320/SDC10010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232606795551715602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;chingting, esther in blur mode&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/SJ30KgIw8VI/AAAAAAAAAz4/6wFFNTwjqhU/s1600-h/SDC10011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/SJ30KgIw8VI/AAAAAAAAAz4/6wFFNTwjqhU/s320/SDC10011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232606803336950098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and my sweet(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt;, darling(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-5863955532129217706?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/5863955532129217706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=5863955532129217706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/5863955532129217706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/5863955532129217706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-20th-birthday-to-me-haha-now-i.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/SJ3v1aJJuMI/AAAAAAAAAyw/ehUMn9BsKIU/s72-c/L210_spec08_20082121119959.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-7513926293952371878</id><published>2008-08-04T23:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T23:15:27.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>after the long long wait, what i got was just a message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter how tired i felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter how hard i try to cheer you up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter how guilty i felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter how long i waited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its all my fault. i feel like strangling myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter how tired i feel, the unconscious part of me is numb to all fatigue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-7513926293952371878?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/7513926293952371878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=7513926293952371878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/7513926293952371878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/7513926293952371878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2008/08/after-long-long-wait-what-i-got-was.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-5822688769363617989</id><published>2008-06-23T17:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T13:50:11.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/SGCKrigN9fI/AAAAAAAAAmw/-kU053kKLkI/s1600-h/DSC00509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/SGCKrigN9fI/AAAAAAAAAmw/-kU053kKLkI/s320/DSC00509.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215320849095980530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;3 , tianqin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-5822688769363617989?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/5822688769363617989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=5822688769363617989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/5822688769363617989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/5822688769363617989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/SGCKrigN9fI/AAAAAAAAAmw/-kU053kKLkI/s72-c/DSC00509.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-8149507110389134915</id><published>2008-05-27T02:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T02:04:53.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-SG"&gt; It's time again for the annual 'Stella Awards'! For those unfamiliar with these awards, they are named after 81-year-old Stella Liebeck who spilled hot coffee on herself and successfully sued the McDonald's in New Mexico where she purchased the coffee.&lt;br /&gt;You remember, she took the lid off the coffee and put it between her knees while she was driving. Who would ever think one could get burned doing that, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right; these are awards for the most outlandish lawsuits and verdicts in the U.S You know, the kinds of cases that make&lt;br /&gt;you scratch your head. So keep your head scratcher handy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the Stella's for the past year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7TH PLACE :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kathleen Robertson of Austin  , Texas was awarded $80,000 by a jury of her peers after breaking her ankle  tripping over a toddler who was running inside a furniture store.&lt;br /&gt;The store owners were understandably surprised by the verdict, considering the running toddler was her own son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6TH PLACE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl Truman, 19, of Los Angeles  , California won $74,000  plus medical expenses when his neighbor ran over his hand with a Honda Accord. Truman apparently didn't notice there was someone at the wheel of the car when he was trying to steal his neighbor's hubcaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead, grab your head scratcher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5TH PLACE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terrence Dickson, of Bristol  , Pennsylvania , who was leaving  a house he had just burglarized by way of the garage. Unfortunately for Dickson, the automatic garage door opener malfunctioned and&lt;br /&gt;he could not get the garage door to open. Worse, he couldn't re-enter the house because the door connecting the garage to the house locked when Dickson pulled it shut. Forced to sit for eight, count 'em, EIGHT,&lt;br /&gt;days on a case of Pepsi and a large bag of dry dog food, he sued the homeowner's insurance company claiming undue mental Anguish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazingly, the jury said the insurance company must pay Dickson $500,000 for his anguish. We should all have this kind of anguish. Keep scratching. There are more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4TH PLACE :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerry Williams, of Little Rock , Arkansas , garnered 4th Place in the Stella's when he was awarded $14,500 plus medical expenses&lt;br /&gt;after being bitten on the butt  by his next door neighbor's beagle even though the beagle was on a chain in its owner's fenced yard. Williams did not get as much as he asked for because the jury believed&lt;br /&gt;the beagle might have been provoked at the time of the butt bite because Williams had climbed over the fence into the yard and repeatedly shot the dog with a pellet gun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grrrrr . Scratch, scratch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3RD PLACE :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amber Carson of Lancaster , Pennsylvania because a jury ordered  a Philadelphia restaurant to pay her $113,500 after she slipped on a spilled soft drink and broke her tailbone. The reason the soft drink&lt;br /&gt;was on the floor: Ms. Carson had thrown it at her boyfriend 30 seconds earlier during an argument. What ever happened to&lt;br /&gt;people being responsible for their own actions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scratch, scratch, scratch. Hang in there; there are only two more Stellas to go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2ND PLACE :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kara Walton, of Claymont , Delaware sued the owner of a night club in a nearby city because she fell from the bathroom window to the floor, knocking out her two front teeth. Even though Ms. Walton was trying to sneak through the ladies room window to avoid paying the $3.50 cover charge, the jury said the night club had to pay her $12,000...oh, yeah, plus dental expenses. Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1ST PLACE : (May I have a fanfare played on 50 kazoos please)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's runaway First Place Stella Award winner was  Mrs. Merv Grazinski, of Oklahoma City,  Oklahoma, who purchased a new 32-foot Winnebago motor home. On her first trip home, from an OU football game, having driven on to the freeway, she set the cruise control at 70 mph and calmly left the driver's seat to go to the back of the Winnebago to make herself a sandwich. Not surprisingly, the motor home left the freeway, crashed and&lt;br /&gt;overturned. Also not surprisingly, Mrs. Grazinski sued Winnebago for not putting in the owner's manual that she couldn't actually&lt;br /&gt;leave the driver's seat while the cruise control was set . The Oklahoma jury awarded her, are you sitting down, $1,750,000 PLUS a new motor home. Winnebago actually changed&lt;br /&gt;their manuals as a result of this suit, just in case Mrs. Grazinski has any relatives who might also buy a motor home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we, as a society, getting more stupid...?&lt;br /&gt;Ya  Think??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than a few of our judge's elevators don't go to the top floor either!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  lang="EN-SG" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-SG"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-8149507110389134915?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/8149507110389134915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=8149507110389134915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/8149507110389134915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/8149507110389134915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-time-again-for-annual-stella-awards.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-5474433328425200642</id><published>2008-05-13T13:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T13:55:11.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to jurong point to meet my dear yesterday after his lesson. haha as usual, i was late. boo. but anyway i decided to atone for my mistakes and treat him to the movies. though he's supposed to treat me to dinner  thereafter and i said i must eat sth expensive to make up for it! haha i was really joking but darling brought me to delifrance(: hahahhahahah had wedges and baked rice. wanted a fondant too. but he looked so skeptical and asked "are u sure u can finish it" in that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm-sure-you-can't&lt;/span&gt; tone. haha but anyway, i only ordered wedges and baked rice and i couldnt finish both. hahahha. so poor darling-dustbin has to finish up my baked rice and we packed the wedges for the movies! (how inconsiderate but i cant be bothered :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway poor dear had to spent ard 40 bucks for my dinner..hais why am i such a big eater??? hee but i tink we really enjoyed the short evening, well at least i do. very much(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so to darling if you are reading this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;happy 8 months!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;muahahhahs that looks damn gay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-5474433328425200642?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/5474433328425200642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=5474433328425200642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/5474433328425200642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/5474433328425200642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2008/05/went-to-jurong-point-to-meet-my-dear.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-7442662604052973597</id><published>2008-05-01T00:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T00:19:55.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whooooosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training yesterday was shiok! only 7 ppl so we din do any drills but played game instead. dunno its the humidity or our lack of training..almost got knocked out within a game or two~ haha miss the feeling of falling down! hee kc must be so gek if u're reading this. while we were enjoying the feeling of the game you were busy mugging!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; wahahaha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;went to SGH with godma for her checkup. OMG i almost fainted when the therapist removed her bandages and i saw all the holes with the staple wounds. den the therapist was like asking whether she's scared den she say no. den they turned and looked at me i tink i looked worse den her. hahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i gtg le! tmr go ktv session with ching n xiang! hee so long nvr sing le!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-7442662604052973597?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/7442662604052973597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=7442662604052973597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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&lt;/span&gt;was horrible. and i meant it. and whoever set it deserves the cursing(apparently directed to our dear monotoned-lecturer) behind his back. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk about getting an A. i'm not even confident in getting 50 marks out of the 100. boo. what a way to start the exams. im already getting the blues:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the hospital to visit godma today. she looks okay, except for the tears-filled eyes. guess the pain is really intense, if i were her i wonder whether i had the courage like her. hope she gets well soon though. on a side note, i really hate it when adults do not hold on to their word and worse still, pushes it to someone else. i dun care if you are my mother or whoever, i just hate it and i wont tolerate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i felt really upset when you said those words, cuz i just wanted to help.&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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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-15009739.post-469232553273809141</id><published>2008-04-06T18:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T18:38:26.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it never fails to lure me to it. whenever i summon every bit of determination in me to resist it, i always fail at the last instant. or cant even find the uber little strength to reject its calls. why is this so? at this rate, i will never get any work done. if only..i can find the strength to fight it. im gonna do this alone. no one can help me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really hate my comfy lil bed :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-469232553273809141?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-370487290108257282</id><published>2008-04-01T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T00:54:56.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just cant get to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant get to sleep...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-370487290108257282?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/370487290108257282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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my heart. it doesnt go away even if i cry or laugh. why cant u just understand me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can give it all up just for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do you tink i asked for in exchange?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing. not the interrogation, not the heartaches, not the tears. i need no reward but your happiness and for you to feel assured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what went wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;sorry if i have hurt you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-4103872926522932233?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/4103872926522932233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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/&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;understanding&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-6815861188225773001?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/6815861188225773001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=6815861188225773001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/6815861188225773001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/6815861188225773001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2008/03/trust-love-understanding.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-118482471264996361</id><published>2008-03-15T14:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T14:06:44.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHA I AM TOO BORED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i m not lar. haha i am supposed to help my dear with his stuffs but he's busy so here i am playing on his laptop! haha ignoring my quizzes which are coming up in less than a week's time, i am addicted to this website! haha maybe im too outdated but i couldnt care less! cuz this guy got 80 words per minute i wanna beat his record. but TOO BAD i'm still at 68. GRRR cant get over it leh! BRRRRRRR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com" style="display: block; width: 300px; height: 100px; background: url('http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/img/badge1.png') no-repeat; padding-top: 50px; padding-left: 60px; color: #009933; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; font-family: Times New Roman, Arial, serif; font-size: 40px;"&gt;68 words&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com"&gt;Speedtest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-118482471264996361?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/118482471264996361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=118482471264996361' 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valentine's day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/R9Y43Ges1yI/AAAAAAAAAOE/TFMYF8jlNHE/s1600-h/DSC00469%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/R9Y43Ges1yI/AAAAAAAAAOE/TFMYF8jlNHE/s320/DSC00469%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176387340992304930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;presenting to you, shiwei huang! haha we were having lunch at sakae, which was supposedly to curb my one week long craving?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/R9Y5VWes1zI/AAAAAAAAAOM/YYJtB1Pu1WM/s1600-h/DSC00474%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/R9Y5VWes1zI/AAAAAAAAAOM/YYJtB1Pu1WM/s320/DSC00474%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176387860683347762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha and this is tianqin, me! check out the rabbit tooth and the enormous pimples! eeeek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/R9Y6SWes10I/AAAAAAAAAOU/AmPx0FQlUOw/s1600-h/DSC00486%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/R9Y6SWes10I/AAAAAAAAAOU/AmPx0FQlUOw/s320/DSC00486%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176388908655368002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha and this is the bouquet that he gave me. erm it was supposed to be more radiant and bright but this is the picture i took a week after he gave it to me. haha lazy me. so the sides withered alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/R9Y6mmes12I/AAAAAAAAAOg/W067V5ntIKQ/s1600-h/DSC00509%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/R9Y6mmes12I/AAAAAAAAAOg/W067V5ntIKQ/s320/DSC00509%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176389256547719010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha shiwei you look like a little boy in this photo la. totally. not like me, so mature. *grins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/R9Y7H2es13I/AAAAAAAAAOo/tQuhBxXGiPc/s1600-h/DSC00512%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/R9Y7H2es13I/AAAAAAAAAOo/tQuhBxXGiPc/s320/DSC00512%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176389827778369394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then again, he looks so man here right? to be true, he was actually stoning but i tink this picture turned out so nice because of the photographer. erm hmmm. haha anyway look at the veins on his arm! man rite! haha he never quite understood how those veins attracted me in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/R9Y7RWes14I/AAAAAAAAAOw/v8v3uScDj4g/s1600-h/DSC00537%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/R9Y7RWes14I/AAAAAAAAAOw/v8v3uScDj4g/s320/DSC00537%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176389990987126658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was the bruise on my left knee when i fell after training. haha ugly right? i had to wear long pants and jeans for dunno how many days lor. haha dun ask how i fell. not exactly a nice story to tell but the size of the blue black was about the size of a rambutan at first. den sinseh shiwei decided to give it a torturous rub(i swear he was taking revenge on how i always bully him! haha no la) but i swear i saw his evil grin in the midst of my slaughter-pig-type-of-scream. yup then after he rubbed it for days it expanded to the size of a..let me see..avocado? haha an overgrown one anyway. well now, only the middle part, which is still swollen for i dunno wad reasons, hurts. boo hoo hoo, peeps be sure you are on your guards before you try stunts ok. dun be like me. as if i was doing a stunt anyway :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah, did i mention that i changed a new phone? duh, how can you change a new phone. i meant i bought a new phone :D its not exactly NEW lar but like 4 to 5 months old alr? i mean it was launched a few months ago but i cant rmb when. but the main point is i like it(: nth else matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/5tr4nGy/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/5tr4nGy/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/R9Y43Ges1yI/AAAAAAAAAOE/TFMYF8jlNHE/s72-c/DSC00469%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-7165319563162239961</id><published>2008-03-07T15:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T15:35:19.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>decided to come online and blog. after reading some of my friends' blogs, realised that indeed, all of us face different problems that most of the time, no one can help us. haha so may all the problems vanish with a flick of my scruffling pen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physics tutorial today was a chore. i prepared the wrong tutorial and the new tutor had to go through the tutorial on the lecture which i missed. boo. totally stoned and decided to play my racing car game at the back of the class. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing exciting about my life to share, but these few weeks i did spend some quality time with my family as well as boyfriend. sorry to say really neglected my friends, especially vitor! always din go for the outings. i promise i'll try to make it the next time ok? hee(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya! new phone! i got myself a new phone cuz the previous one had to drop into the toilet bowl. well details unrevealed but den, i swear i'll never ever visit a squat toilet again. never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess i am still too stressed. hope i will give myself the signs to relax soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes the internet doesnt help. the more i read, the more worried i get. oh bother!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-7165319563162239961?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.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-15009739.post-66969518927518827</id><published>2008-02-21T17:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T18:06:22.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>busy busy busy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i also dunno why am i so busy. i've only got 18 AUs which i skip like 5 weekly, but i go home after midnight almost like 5 days out of a week. ha HOCKEY. i've got training twice a day and skating on mondays. and now tuition on friday and saturdays! grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and soon, its recess week again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buck up, tianqin! its time to study!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, if my buddy u are reading my blog, i just wanna let u know that you are the best buddy-gossipmate-girlfren i've ever had. so no matter how bad things get, you must be strong and i believe you will be strong enough. ok? nobody can stay with you forever, i accepted it when my loved ones had to leave. i know its hard but remember you have to be strong yar(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to friends who have found their love, remember to treasure them. because one day you might realise that you still wanna love them hard but they are no longer there for you and no matter how hard you cry and scold yourself, its all too late. so, let us love with all our strength and happy very belated valentines' day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-66969518927518827?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/66969518927518827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=66969518927518827' title='0 Comments'/><link 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peaceful night. he was playing with my fingers as he smiled, eyes closed. there was no exchange of words, yet the stars seem to whisper sweet nothings. our eyes met occasionally and as i gazed into his deep hazel eyes, i realised what blissful means(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-3346302606032095091?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/3346302606032095091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=3346302606032095091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/3346302606032095091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;eye of the storm&lt;br /&gt;And whenever you smile&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly believe&lt;br /&gt;that you're mine&lt;br /&gt;Believe that you're mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This love is unbreakable&lt;br /&gt;It's unmistakeable&lt;br /&gt;And each time I&lt;br /&gt;look in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I know why&lt;br /&gt;This love is untouchable&lt;br /&gt;I feel that my heart&lt;br /&gt;just can't deny&lt;br /&gt;Each time I look in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby, I know why&lt;br /&gt;This love is unbreakable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shared the laughter&lt;br /&gt;Shared the tears&lt;br /&gt;We both know&lt;br /&gt;We'll go on from here &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause together we are strong&lt;br /&gt;In my arms&lt;br /&gt;That's where you belong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been touched by the&lt;br /&gt;hands of an angel&lt;br /&gt;I've been blessed by&lt;br /&gt;the power of love&lt;br /&gt;And whenever you smile&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly believe&lt;br /&gt;that you're mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This love is unbreakable&lt;br /&gt;It's unmistakeable&lt;br /&gt;Each time I look in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I know why&lt;br /&gt;This love is untouchable&lt;br /&gt;I feel that my heart&lt;br /&gt;just can't deny&lt;br /&gt;Each time you whisper my name&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby, I know why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This love is unbreakable&lt;br /&gt;Through fire and flame&lt;br /&gt;When all this over&lt;br /&gt;Our love still remains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This love is unbreakable&lt;br /&gt;It's unmistakeable&lt;br /&gt;And each time I&lt;br /&gt;look in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I know why&lt;br /&gt;This love is untouchable&lt;br /&gt;I feel that my heart&lt;br /&gt;just can't deny&lt;br /&gt;Each time you whisper my name&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby, I know why&lt;br /&gt;Cause each time I&lt;br /&gt;look in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby, I know why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This love is unbreakable&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-2799124097548397681?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/2799124097548397681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=2799124097548397681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/2799124097548397681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/2799124097548397681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2008/01/took-my-hand-touched-my-heart-held-me.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-7667389720438721999</id><published>2008-01-19T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T20:52:35.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha great saturday spent doing great stuffs with my mum(: haha we painted the house! erm not exactly the whole house but well now it looks a lot brighter and cleaner! haha but i cant really type well now..cuz my right arm still aches. haha cuz i was the one who painted the ceiling. which is no easy considering my height! haha but i survived! erm i mean i succeeded! my mum is so happy can. which makes me happy too(: haha cant type liao. if type my usual length i will take forever. take care peeps! council chalet next week! WHOOOOOSH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-7667389720438721999?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/7667389720438721999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=7667389720438721999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/7667389720438721999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/7667389720438721999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2008/01/haha-great-saturday-spent-doing-great.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-3530110692784287522</id><published>2008-01-07T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T20:53:08.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>first day of school. grrr. haha was late for first lecture. couldnt find the place. heng dear was with me, if not i 10am still dunno where is it lor. haha anyway this morning was great(: but then i kinda felt sick after that. maybe it was due to the lack of sleep. maybe it was due to the heatiness in me. haha but math was ok. a lot of a level stuffs so abit dry. business law was okay lar. not as boring as i expected. things to look forward to: TRAINING TMR(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh guess i need some sleep. and i absolutely love the ntu bidding system. i put like 5 electives and i got none(: great. absolutely. and out of the pathetic few electives that fit my timetable, only like 1 is still available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so love ntu stars system(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-3530110692784287522?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/3530110692784287522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=3530110692784287522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/3530110692784287522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/3530110692784287522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2008/01/first-day-of-school.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-2942137268590216023</id><published>2007-12-26T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T00:52:41.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>christmas this year was..different. no counting downs, no alcohol-filled parties, no gift exchanging sessions, no crowd, no turkey, no log cake, no extravagant food and last of all, no hangovers(: haha the last one was a bit. haha dunno how to say. i never get hangovers anyway :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was nothing like the past noisy cheerful christmas, it was a peaceful yet sweet christmas. though there was the slightest tinge of christmas on this special day. no scarlet n gold trimmings. only little laughs and hugs. haha and lots of tears. thats from me. nevertheless, it was a wonderful day spent with my superman(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i admit i am super lousy at getting gifts for guys. haha i totally din noe wad to get for him. i wonder if it was the touch of the magic wand that sprung the lightly asleep thought to my mind, or it was just coincidence, but i was glad i got him what he liked(: a maroon top that he mentioned was nice(which i din take much notice till i suddenly rmbed and hurriedly went to checked only to find like 5 different designs of maroon tops in the store) and a pair of jeans that fitted him exactly! haha and my mum helped me to choose them! how accurate her estimates were!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my gift, i totally love it(: it doesnt take a hundred-dollar branded bag or expensive jewelery to make my day, and i couldnt help smiling to myself when i saw what he prepared. 101 hearts. in the very bottle that he bought me my first drink. haha it might not mean much to others, but it was a great deal to me. thanks dear(: i really love it! and i mean it, i tink i looked damn funny smiling at the cabinet, holding the bottle in my hands and the next few seconds had trouble deciding how i should respond to it. in the end, i decided to act as if i din see it, and left everything back in place. haha but den, within like milliseconds my flush n smile gave myself away! i seriously cant win star awards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas dinner was cup noodles. haha he said his tasted bland. mine was, not as spicy as the instant type. haha i bought the type that me n patpat used to buy when we mugged in jj. haha last time it tasted like heaven lor. but now..maybe its my taste bud(: and we watched this korean movie,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; the art of seduction&lt;/span&gt; which i already watched once. he was totally not convinced when i said it was damn nice but reluctantly put the disk into the dvd drive. haha but in the end, it became not so nice again. dunno why, must be him. i laughed at the plot when he was like -_- totally expressionless. haha we still finished the entire movie in the end(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the canterbury bag! haha i must must must haolian abt it*smugs* haha if mingwei reads this he sure wanna bish me again. lol. anyway i told him i like this canterbury bag for my hockey equipment over msn and asked him whether he thought it was big enough. so he said sth&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; like dun buy first lar. wait till ur skates arrive den u decide whether its big enough. &lt;/span&gt;and the next day, when we went out for a movie treat, he gave it to me! although he after that commented that the other color was nicer O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though it was a pity i couldnt spend the entire christmas with him, it had been a really special and sweet christmas eve(: well i guess maybe this way is really good, though i may not see your intentions like now, but i believe you (: alright, time for me to work on kc's shoes. gtg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy christmas to all out there! for the couples, may all of you be blissful and happy and hope this season of love will really give you peeps a good chance to say i love you to your special one(: for those who dont, or are still in love but not there yet, may luck be with you and your long awaited other half appears soon! remember, there's still the friends and family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merry merry christmas my dears:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-2942137268590216023?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/2942137268590216023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=2942137268590216023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/2942137268590216023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/2942137268590216023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-this-year-was.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-9203194440448660215</id><published>2007-12-25T02:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T02:08:35.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.brainfall.com/test28_1.php"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Which Winnie the Pooh Character Are You?&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.brainfall.com/images/test28/Winnie_the_Pooh.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; You are Winnie the Pooh. Oh, bother.  You are sweet, simple, and popular for your honesty and goodwill.  Though you may be the biggest personality in the woods, you sometimes need the help of others in the brains department!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="right"&gt;Find Your Character @ &lt;a href="http://www.brainfall.com/"&gt;BrainFall.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-9203194440448660215?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/9203194440448660215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=9203194440448660215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/9203194440448660215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/9203194440448660215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2007/12/which-winnie-pooh-character-are-you-you.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-5558562477160247920</id><published>2007-12-25T01:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T01:47:50.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>saw this link from shuhui's blog and decided to give a try for fun. haha but seems that some parts are really quite true. well and i hope it really does come true, haha i believe only the good parts :D&lt;br /&gt;and i really really really love my dear! haha it is not common for me to express my love openly okay! so appreciate it! muahahhahas(: i love christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                          Tian  &amp;amp; Shi ,&lt;br /&gt;                                       &lt;br /&gt;An Aquarian man inexplicably attracts a Leo woman. Often an Aquarian man is more demonstrative and affectionate with a Leo woman than anyone else. A Leo woman absolutely must be complimented and be made to know that the man she loves treasures her. The Aquarius man's natural tendency is to make the women that he's crazily in love with, play a guessing game. He would hint and suggest, and think that this convinces her that she's important to him. But Leo woman becomes impatient with subtlety. She doesn't realise that the Aquarius man finds it difficult to express his deepest feelings and emotions in words. She will have to try a little harder to understand that this man, in his own unpredictable and eccentric way, is a special human being. Both signs are better when they selflessly work for humanity. Leo loves the world and Aquarius loves humanity. This makes for an excellent combination for a partnership that deals with or caters to the humankind. Each has a mutual understanding of the other when it comes to intimate matters, needs and desires. There is never a dull moment in their lives as Aquarius holds many surprises for Leo. While these two are attracted to one another, they are zodiac opposites, which means that their relationship can be as bad as it is good, and this often turns out to be true.                                                                                                                         &lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;link: http://www.astroyogi.com/indianastrology/willitwontit.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lee weixiang: i updated! u better read and tag! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-5558562477160247920?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/5558562477160247920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=5558562477160247920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/5558562477160247920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/5558562477160247920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2007/12/saw-this-link-from-shuhuis-blog-and_25.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-8951043643489740032</id><published>2007-12-25T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T01:34:08.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>saw this link from shuhui's blog and decided to give a try for fun. haha but seems that some parts are really quite true. well and i hope it really does come true, haha i believe only the good parts :D&lt;br /&gt;and i really really really love my dear! haha it is not common for me to express my love openly okay! so appreciate it! muahahhahas(: i love christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                            Tian  &amp;amp; Shi ,&lt;br /&gt;                                           &lt;br /&gt;An Aquarian man inexplicably attracts a Leo woman. Often an Aquarian man is more demonstrative and affectionate with a Leo woman than anyone else. A Leo woman absolutely must be complimented and be made to know that the man she loves treasures her. The Aquarius man's natural tendency is to make the women that he's crazily in love with, play a guessing game. He would hint and suggest, and think that this convinces her that she's important to him. But Leo woman becomes impatient with subtlety. She doesn't realise that the Aquarius man finds it difficult to express his deepest feelings and emotions in words. She will have to try a little harder to understand that this man, in his own unpredictable and eccentric way, is a special human being. Both signs are better when they selflessly work for humanity. Leo loves the world and Aquarius loves humanity. This makes for an excellent combination for a partnership that deals with or caters to the humankind. Each has a mutual understanding of the other when it comes to intimate matters, needs and desires. There is never a dull moment in their lives as Aquarius holds many surprises for Leo. While these two are attracted to one another, they are zodiac opposites, which means that their relationship can be as bad as it is good, and this often turns out to be true.                                                                                                                         &lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;link: http://www.astroyogi.com/indianastrology/willitwontit.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lee weixinag: i updated! u better read and tag! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-8951043643489740032?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/8951043643489740032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=8951043643489740032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/8951043643489740032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/8951043643489740032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2007/12/saw-this-link-from-shuhuis-blog-and.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-5270539891375290203</id><published>2007-12-24T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T22:43:08.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went christmas shopping ytd.. haha spend damn lot of money lor. like 70 bucks! haha but then compared so other christmas shoppers it may not be a lot lar. but consider the fact that 70 bucks came from my jan08 monthly allowance, haha i dunno how to survive the next month seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love shopping for stuffs for my loved ones! bought this m&amp;amp;m tshirt for lil ernest and he really loved it! haha he was like: jie jie wo hui jia chuan ok!(i go home then wear ok!) haha den i'm like: u hui jia chuan qu shui jiao isit?(you wearing to sleep is it?) den he laughed shyly. damn cute! haha and stuffs for my darling and family(: hope they love it. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all out there, have a happy christmas! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you darling((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-5270539891375290203?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/5270539891375290203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=5270539891375290203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/5270539891375290203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/5270539891375290203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2007/12/went-christmas-shopping-ytd.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-783185082070963089</id><published>2007-12-16T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T21:59:43.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>audition was disastrous. haha seriously. like i forgot my lyrics for around 2 seconds and got this part my throat was so dry no sound came out! now i got sore throat, like again! haha anyway it was fun lar, maybe because we knew sinli. haha but den after that we couldnt care less and we all ate either spicy or fried food for dinner! haha dun tink i'll get in but its alright! it was damn fun(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well thank you to guys who tagged(: i'm really ok. haha all unhappy things will come to an end and i will not indulge in it for too long. haha what a word. but anyway, really dun haf to be worried about my emo posts okay? haha cuz writing it out really makes me feel better at times so erm dun haf to worry abt me too much. hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took a long long bus ride home. haha i din really check the time but it was 174 from town back home. ppl are just wretched. haha i chose to listen to sad songs so that i can have some time alone and look back to the past. i just dun feel like moving on. i dunno what to do next and even though i know which is the right choice, i seem to deliberately avoid that path that i should take. i know i will be upset yet i chose this way. this is wad u call stubborn. well, perhaps i need more time. maybe one lifetime would be enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i so wanna get sony ericsson w960i! its damn chio lar! but i got no money. shucks i am alr -$50 for this month and its only 16th! damn it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-783185082070963089?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/783185082070963089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=783185082070963089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/783185082070963089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/783185082070963089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2007/12/audition-was-disastrous.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-3103735643166517521</id><published>2007-12-16T01:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T01:59:32.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-lGOCE6kIUE&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-lGOCE6kIUE&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so wanted to explain, but then realised there was no longer the need to&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-3103735643166517521?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/3103735643166517521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=3103735643166517521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/3103735643166517521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/3103735643166517521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-so-wanted-to-explain-but-then_16.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-8618105215407802795</id><published>2007-12-16T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T01:16:37.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went skating at ecp today. haha not really skating at ecp, but den we skated from tanah merah mrt to ecp. like thanks unfrenly. it was seriously an obstacle course. with all the 1m long slopes every 5 steps i took. and all those cui cement curbs n fast moving traffic. and my proud achievement is i din fall at all! haha but halfway to ecp, okay we were alr at ecp, but we were supposed to have lunch at mac, so halfway there, it started to rain(: haha but it was damn fun! skating in the rain with my cui wheels and i din fall at all! haha i feel so proud of myself. ghee(: anyway we din reach mac cuz we decided to eat burger king in the end. haha hope i shed some calories:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha and girl's outing's next fri i guess! haha i abit lazy to call up the girls, but den i will do it soon, maybe tmr(: haha we going to haf night skating at ecp i guess! haha sorry guys, but den its a pyros girl's outing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i always thought ppl who tried or thought of killing themselves over relationships are like dumb. well i still think so now. haha anyway thats hardly my point. i mean, i still tink its dumb to kill u urself over someone else. but den, now i can quite understand their feelings. because when you're really hurt and you really feel miserable, there's hardly anything you can do to help yourself. maybe ending it all would be a better option. two days ago i really wished a car would just run over me and get me killed. at least i din haf to suffer that agony. but then, everything can be overcome seriously. it only depends on how you do it and whether you really wanna let go. eh, get over that tormenting period and you will really feel stronger. but den, the length of that differs from individuals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously broke down on thursday. ha i realise its always thursday. anyway, i really felt..erm no words can exactly describe how i felt. i mean those who haf went thru it would know, and those who are lucky enough, i hope u nvr haf to know how it feels. anyway, i am over that depressed mood. (i should thank the girls seriously, i felt really comforted) now i just feel, really numbed to it. maybe still affected, but not that gravely. well whatever comes will go so just hang on to it and it will soon be over(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway tomorrow's audition! shucks i haven really practised my song yet. nvm i shall take it as a fun experience. hope everything goes well(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;i am seriously hopeless. because i am still hoping for a change. someone should seriously slap me and wake me up. i will forget,yes i would&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-8618105215407802795?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/8618105215407802795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=8618105215407802795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/8618105215407802795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/8618105215407802795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2007/12/went-skating-at-ecp-today.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-6684470768905636335</id><published>2007-12-14T23:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T00:13:45.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>last night when i got home, i re-watched this movie that i watched like maybe 10 times before alr? because that movie was really sad and i could cry all my heart out without anyone asking me why i was crying. even my mum, would thought that i am just crying for the movie. well, i wasnt too sure anyway. all i knew was that this came with an aftermath of swollen eyes this morning and my student was like shocked to see me dressed up with mascara n swollen eyes*laughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well today was the 2nd girls outing for pyros girls line! today was more organised than the last outing lar. haha at least 6 of us turned up(: had a great time at mindcafe. i really like the game saboteur! so fun! haha *block lindy* anyway thanks girls i felt better. well maybe not less confused but at least i felt comforted(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway this is one of the favourite songs of my kor, mingwei(: now i oso tink i like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;雨&lt;br /&gt;不停落下来&lt;br /&gt;花&lt;br /&gt;怎么都不开&lt;br /&gt;尽管我细心灌溉&lt;br /&gt;你说不爱就不爱&lt;br /&gt;我一个人&lt;br /&gt;欣赏悲哀&lt;br /&gt;爱&lt;br /&gt;只剩下无奈&lt;br /&gt;我&lt;br /&gt;一直不愿再去猜&lt;br /&gt;钢琴上黑键之间&lt;br /&gt;永远都夹着空白&lt;br /&gt;缺了一块&lt;br /&gt;就不精采&lt;br /&gt;紧紧相依的心如何&lt;br /&gt;say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;你比我清楚还要我说明白&lt;br /&gt;爱太深会让人疯狂的勇敢&lt;br /&gt;我用&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;背叛&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;自己&lt;br /&gt;完成你的期盼&lt;br /&gt;把手放开不问一句&lt;br /&gt;当作最后一次对你的溺爱&lt;br /&gt;冷冷清清淡淡今后都不管&lt;br /&gt;只要你能愉快&lt;br /&gt;有一句感慨&lt;br /&gt;还能够跟谁对白&lt;br /&gt;在你关上门之前&lt;br /&gt;替我再回头看看&lt;br /&gt;那些片段&lt;br /&gt;还在不在&lt;br /&gt;心&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-6684470768905636335?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/6684470768905636335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=6684470768905636335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/6684470768905636335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/6684470768905636335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2007/12/last-night-when-i-got-home-i-re-watched.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-8812654057893849817</id><published>2007-12-13T14:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T14:23:39.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i thought what i did was right. but why do i feel equally miserable. yes, miserable is the word. i am so confused i dunno wad to do. no matter which way i choose, i feel graved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really feel like crying, yet no tears listen to my command&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my contradictions are tearing me apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-8812654057893849817?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/8812654057893849817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=8812654057893849817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/8812654057893849817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/8812654057893849817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-thought-what-i-did-was-right.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-8875706260863127475</id><published>2007-12-12T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T22:22:26.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay this is kinda lame but i find it quite cute(: erm dun say my jokes old okay! the who and who!(haha u noe i mean u! u are reading this!) anyway i find it quite entertaining so please enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;div class="EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Alba;font-size:180%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; color: navy; font-family: Alba;"&gt;Human  = eat + sleep + work + enjoy&lt;br /&gt;Pigs = eat + sleep&lt;br /&gt;Hence, Human = Pigs +  work + enjoy&lt;br /&gt;if, Human - enjoy = Pigs + work &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; color: navy; font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Alba;font-size:180%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; color: navy; font-family: Alba;"&gt;in  other words, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Alba;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Alba;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Alba;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Alba;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div class="EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Alba;font-size:180%;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; color: green; font-family: Alba;"&gt;Human  that don't know how to enjoy = pigs that work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Alba;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: green; font-family: Alba;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div class="EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Alba;font-size:180%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; color: navy; font-family: Alba;"&gt;Men =  eat + sleep + earn money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Alba;font-size:180%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; color: blue; font-family: Alba;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; color: navy; font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Alba;font-size:180%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; color: navy; font-family: Alba;"&gt;Pigs  = eat + sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Alba;font-size:180%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: navy; font-family: Alba;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; color: navy; font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Alba;font-size:180%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; color: navy; font-family: Alba;"&gt;Hence,  Men = Pigs + earn money&lt;br /&gt;if Men - earn money = Pigs  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; color: navy; font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Alba;font-size:180%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; color: navy; font-family: Alba;"&gt;in  other words, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Alba;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Alba;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Alba;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Alba;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div class="EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Alba;font-size:180%;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; color: green; font-family: Alba;"&gt;Men  that don't earn money = Pigs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Alba;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: green; font-family: Alba;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div class="EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Alba;font-size:180%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; color: navy; font-family: Alba;"&gt;Women  = eat + sleep + spend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Alba;font-size:180%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; color: blue; font-family: Alba;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; color: navy; font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Alba;font-size:180%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; color: navy; font-family: Alba;"&gt;Pigs  = eat + sleep&lt;br /&gt;Hence, Women = Pigs + spend&lt;br /&gt;if, Women - spend = Pigs &lt;br /&gt;In other words, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Alba;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Alba;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Alba;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Alba;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div class="EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Alba;font-size:180%;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; color: green; font-family: Alba;"&gt;Women  that don't spend = Pigs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div class="EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Alba;font-size:180%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; color: navy; font-family: Alba;"&gt;Summary:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Alba;font-size:180%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: navy; font-family: Alba;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; color: navy; font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Alba;font-size:180%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; color: navy; font-family: Alba;"&gt;Men  earn money not to let women become pigs!&lt;br /&gt;Women spend not to let men become  pigs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/15009739-8875706260863127475?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/8875706260863127475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=8875706260863127475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/8875706260863127475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/8875706260863127475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2007/12/okay-this-is-kinda-lame-but-i-find-it.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-6761013612821169029</id><published>2007-12-12T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T01:23:17.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to kbox with chingting and huwei today. haha not forgetting my dearest jon n chaoxing(: wah seh jon din noe u can see so well huh(as if u will see this) anyway nice xin yu! i really really love that song! haha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, the trip to k box sort of further confused me with which song i gonna enter for the comp. haha utterly confused. or maybe i should keep the 8 bucks for something more constructive. haha like wad? hmmm..anyway i was thinking of si xin de li you oso. haha not bad rite ching?! but i must get the tune rite first. anyway if really cannot find den just find one easy song to get it done with first. uber no time alr!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training today. was late. hmmm the rain was damn heavy at je lar. u noe the sheltered passage from je mrt to jec, it was totally flooded n i had to walk with tip toe so that my pants dun get wet. but well, despite my efforts, my pants got like drenched anyway. well the rain was super big and i got like wet under the shelter and i cant believe tampines's like dry! grrr. haha anyway lindy han was late. so i waited for her. haha if she's reading this she will kill me over msn(appearing offline) *laughs! hey i very nice ok(: waited for u without grudges(well this is not included)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like sweating it out. hope my skates can get here soon so that i can practise with it(: tmr im going to cindy's to paint her door! haha i haven bin painting for like ages and i wish my mum would like let me paint my bedroom! grrr. but nvm(: i will take photos of our masterpiece n upload it here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-6761013612821169029?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/6761013612821169029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=6761013612821169029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/6761013612821169029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/6761013612821169029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2007/12/went-to-kbox-with-chingting-and-huwei.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-2538816770737448843</id><published>2007-12-09T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T22:22:38.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/R1v5NYohm8I/AAAAAAAAAN8/T6-e8KI0K-s/s1600-h/track.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141977407919594434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/R1v5NYohm8I/AAAAAAAAAN8/T6-e8KI0K-s/s320/track.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A group of children were playing near two railway tracks, one still in use while the other disused. Only one child played on the disused track, the  rest on the operational track. The train is coming, and you are just beside the track interchange. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You can make the train change its course to the disused track and save most of the kids. However, that would also mean the lone child playing by the disused track would be sacrificed. Or would you rather let the train go its way?     &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Most people might choose to divert the course of the train, and sacrifice only one child. You might think the same way, I guess. Exactly, to save most of the children at the expense of only one child was rational decision most people would make, morally and emotionally. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But, have you ever thought that the child choosing to play on the disused track had in fact made the right decision to play at a safe place? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nevertheless, he had to be sacrificed because of his ignorant friends who chose to play where the danger was. This kind of dilemma happens around us everyday. In the office, community, in politics and especially in a democratic society, the minority is often sacrificed for the interest of the majority, no matter how foolish or ignorant the majority are, and how farsighted and knowledgeable the minority are. The child who chose not to play with the rest on the operational track was sidelined. And in the case he was sacrificed, no one would shed a tear for him.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The great critic Leo Velski Julian who told the story said he would not try to change the course of the train because he believed that the kids playing on the operational track should have known very well that track was still in use, and that they should have run away if they heard the train's sirens. If the train was diverted, that lone child would definitely die because he never thought the train could come over to that track! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Moreover, that track was not in use probably because it was not safe. If the train was diverted to the track, we could put the lives of all passengers on board at stake! And in your attempt to save a few kids by sacrificing one child, you might end up sacrificing hundreds of people to save these few kids. While we are all aware that life is full of tough decisions that need to be   made, we may not realize that hasty decisions may not always be the right one. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Remember that what's right isn't always popular... and what's popular isn't always right."   Everybody makes mistakes; that's why they put erasers on pencils. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-2538816770737448843?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/2538816770737448843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=2538816770737448843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/2538816770737448843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/2538816770737448843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2007/12/group-of-children-were-playing-near-two.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/R1v5NYohm8I/AAAAAAAAAN8/T6-e8KI0K-s/s72-c/track.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-6212595063581443909</id><published>2007-12-09T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T01:49:48.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just got back from council outing. haha surprised to see lee weixiang online. you are certainly my best buddy. haha din expect u to be so mature huh(: army guo ran changes ppl. anyway thanks for the little chat. i felt better. haha anyway council outing, took lots of freaking photos. haha not in my phone(yup yup lousy camera phone) so i cant update here. shall wait for muriel to upload to facebook den i kop! hahas(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was great hanging out with u ppl after the short separation. haha i finally had a good laugh and could effortlessly be more myself. laughed heartily and played crazily. when will i feel the same again? the next council outing? when will that be? getting into uni is different. i cant play like how i did in the past, laughed all my heart out, take crazy photos and behave like a kid. i cant throw a tantrum at leeweixiang, i cant be like myself. will i lose myself soon enuf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps sometimes what i need is just a breather. to take myself away from all these tags. i am esther. the crazy highpitched girl screaming in the middle of the canteen. my 25th i really miss the times..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-6212595063581443909?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/6212595063581443909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=6212595063581443909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/6212595063581443909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/6212595063581443909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2007/12/just-got-back-from-council-outing.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-4374393141188212168</id><published>2007-12-07T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T23:04:54.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what makes a girl a princess? being locked up in a high tower, guarded by a ferocious fire-spitting dragon? or being kept from all dangers, living in the jewel-decorated castle? or do they get all the things that they wan? all being pampered and doted on? ermms..maybe one example of a real life princess might be paris hilton; rich, pampered and pretty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha no lar i am just bored. its the holidays and i am at home on a friday night. had a bbq with my og initially but i din go. wasnt feeling well in the day. spent like more than $100 alr for this month and am left with a grouchy 80 bucks for the next like 3 weeks. haha great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning i was awaken by the girl from hockeymonkey. wa thanks like 9am in the morning, having an angmoh calling u from the US, seconds later, this guy from the visa company called and i was totally bombarded with english i had to try hard to make out wad they were. in the end, i had to email them my ic with address so that they can bill it to me. which is totally unnecessary. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;inefficiency!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; cannot take it. and the best thing that had to do is to wake me up from my slumber and to get my butt lifted out of my cosy bed cuz the reception in my room is totally non existent. den go to my godma's hse to scan my ic cuz my scanner totally cannot make it. which reminds me, &lt;strong&gt;epson sucks&lt;/strong&gt;. haha anyway i got keys and i sneaked in! haha den i gave my godpa a really good surprise sitting in his study room. muahahahs. its surprise okay. cuz he's glad to see me((: for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway why did i ramble about the princess thing? haha cuz i dun understand why so many girls associate themselves with being princesses. why do they want to be princesses? okay lil girls i can understand cuz they watch disney cartoons all the time and i think 90% of little sweethearts aspired to be snow white or maybe sleeping beauty when they grow up. well i did like the idea of sleeping beauty before, haha but if u knoe me u knoe it has nothing got to do with princesses. just, &lt;strong&gt;sleeping&lt;/strong&gt; beauty. haha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, princesses are usually like waiting for their princes to save them from dangers and stuff right. and always protected from danger and stuffs and get usually wadever they want. i mean i can understand when little girls fascinate about being princesses. but why are there so many girls out there who still want to be princesses and they arent kids anymore. isnt it obvious that in the real world there is hardly any truth in it. the princess thing. cuz u haf to grow up. u cant be protected by anyone forever. you cant just sing and all the animals cant scurrying to u to help u do dishes. and there's no man who can be there &lt;em&gt;whenever&lt;/em&gt; you need help. and i mean whenever. in chinese you call them sui chuan sui dao rite. haha cuz when you have your heel stucked in the drain cover he could be projecting a presentation amounting to a million dollar deal and its highly unlikely that he's gonna save you soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i am just bored i guess. stucked at home on a rainy friday night. haha but anyway i going for mahjong session tmr at cindy's! and council dinner at night. spending money again! but nvm tmr got tuition(: at least i am spending some time to earn money rites. haha gtg!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-4374393141188212168?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/4374393141188212168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=4374393141188212168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/4374393141188212168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/4374393141188212168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2007/12/what-makes-girl-princess-being-locked.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-1853351357943988236</id><published>2007-12-04T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T13:04:52.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>'Hello?'     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Hi honey. This is Daddy. Is Mommy near the phone?'&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;'No Daddy. She's upstairs in the bedroom with Uncle Paul.'     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a brief pause, Daddy says, 'But honey, you haven't got an Uncle Paul.'       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Oh yes I do, and he's upstairs in the room with Mommy, right now.'      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brief Pause.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Uh, okay then, this is what I want you to do. Put the phone down on the table, run upstairs and knock on the bedroom door and shout to Mommy that Daddy's car just pulled into the driveway.'       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Okay Daddy, just a minute.'       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few minutes later the little girl comes back to the phone. 'I did it Daddy.'       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'And what happened honey?'      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 'Well, Mommy got all scared, jumped out of bed with no clothes on and ran around screaming. Then she tripped over the rug, hit her head on the dresser and now she isn't moving at all!'       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Oh my God!!!&lt;br /&gt;What about your Uncle Paul?'     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'He jumped out of the bed with no clothes on, too. He was all scared and he jumped out of the back window and into the swimming pool. But I guess he didn't know that you took out the water last week to clean it. He hit the bottom of the pool and I think he's dead.'     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Long Pause***      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Longer Pause***     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Even Longer Pause***     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Daddy says, 'Swimming pool?     &lt;br /&gt;Is this 486-5731?'     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, this is 486-5713.... .     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, wrong number!!!!!! !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-1853351357943988236?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/1853351357943988236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=1853351357943988236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/1853351357943988236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/1853351357943988236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2007/12/hello-hi-honey.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-5866413831374724582</id><published>2007-12-03T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T00:23:53.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hello there! introducing to u: emo therapist, miss lau! haha i am too bored. no i am not. i have 5 blinking-orange msn windows okay(: haha no no i shouldnt haolian how popular i am. omg. i need some self restraint. haha anyways. there are many ways to let urself not so emo. haha wad kinda bloody english is that? there are many ways to cure ur emo-iness. haha even lousier. yupps i was talking about sleeping in the last episode ytd rite? now i got new ones! haha(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometimes, for ppl who like to sing(like me) hee hee kbox-ing is a good way! okays, to the minor population who dun like kbox, sleeping is a gud way too(: but sometimes sleeping doesnt help. because good dreams put u in a good mood, and obviously bad dreams put u in a bad mood! so doesnt that makes things worse? so here i am to introduce u to better n more effective methods! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heehee retail therapy! okay this is so common rite. but its so effective! and foolproof! but the pre-requisite is, u must haf money. haha u dun haf to be loaded seriously. u just need to haf some additional cash. debit cards work as well too. cuz u dun need to buy expensive stuffs. retail therapy, to me, is about buying good stuffs for a cheap price. for instance, i bought a pull n bear tank at SGD9.90 today. which is like :D haa if not, usually after the effects of retail therapy, u usually burn a deep hole in ur pocket n ur heart will ache. hmmm, which quite defeats the purpose of the therapy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;second, this option must work only under tian shi, di li, ren he. haha if u knoe what that means in chinese, its sth like right person, right time, right place. haha taking photos! haha in recent fashion its called cam whoring. haha but nope! do it at the right place n u will be surprised by its effects! shopping at night in orchard comes with the bonus of nice lightings and christmas ambience! haha so the name of the therapy is..lets see..festive season? haha anyway i'm just seriously crapping lar. but taking photos was fun! i shall update them now, as promised (all the double chin photos will be off:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/R1Qn5Iohm7I/AAAAAAAAAN0/eUblRWx2Vr0/s1600-R/DSC00300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139776937260063666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/R1Qn5Iohm7I/AAAAAAAAAN0/SuMCLfFK8hE/s320/DSC00300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=5866413831374724582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/5866413831374724582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/5866413831374724582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2007/12/hello-there-introducing-to-u-emo.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/R1Qn5Iohm7I/AAAAAAAAAN0/SuMCLfFK8hE/s72-c/DSC00300.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-8658392997663871127</id><published>2007-12-02T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T11:12:52.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>once again, disappointment engulfed every bit of me. but your logical reasoning, yet again, drove me to a defenceless corner. i could not defend myself nor outwit your every statement. but my heart aches with pain with every glance of you. neither can i explain my desperation. to let you know how hard i try but i can never get there. what has gone wrong? or has the problem we left deliberately missed finally surfaced? i dont know. i am too tired to feel any emotions right now. perhaps too numb to this seemingly normal yet knowingly hurtful treatment of yours. perhaps all i need is a good sleep to forget everything. but when is this escapade of mine going to lose its stand? i do not know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-8658392997663871127?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/8658392997663871127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=8658392997663871127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/8658392997663871127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/8658392997663871127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2007/12/once-again-disappointment-engulfed.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-210283016317137591</id><published>2007-12-01T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T01:36:04.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>read chaoxing's blog. about the 4 persons that will appear in ur life. if i've met the person that i love most, should i keep him to be the person that will be with me forever? how do i know that he is the one i love most? if i dun hold on to it, how will i know? if i let him go, will i meet someone better than him? haha i believe everyone heard about the story abt the choose the biggest turnip story. or is it carrots?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well thats not the point. i'm too lazy to search for the story again lar. but the content of the story goes like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u go to a farm. let u choose the biggest carrot or turnip or whatever it was. u need to choose the biggest one. as big as possible. but u can only choose one. after u decide to let it go n go on to the next one, u cannot go back to it.&lt;strong&gt; so usually ppl will look n look n look for the biggest one. because they always feel that theres a better n bigger one out there.&lt;/strong&gt; so they keeping giving up their current one until they realise that &lt;strong&gt;the best one was over.&lt;/strong&gt; so they begin to realise that they lost their chance. so they start to look for a moderate one. one that was not too small but not very big either. &lt;strong&gt;until they found the one that suited them(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something likedat. okay from the previous paragraph can tell that i am not a very good storyteller. or rather i am not a very good storyteller, credited to the fact that i am not good with memory. hee(: but anyway the gist of the story is like this. which inspires me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean. u never know when u will meet the right person. but when u meet the right person, you might not know that he or she is the one that u love the most. its until when u let him or her go, den u start to regret, den u knoe. butden, after a few relationships, most ppl will settle down for the person that suits them the most, which is the person they will marry and live together with for life. the person might not be who u love the most, might not love you most, but might also be the one that u love the most. but den, is it that important? even if u cant be with the person u love the most, are u going to make each other unhappy by holding on to an unhappy relationship? so what if u loved someone more deeply than ur wife, are you going to neglect her and leave her to loneliness every night? just what is love..even if you love your wife, there's no promise that you will love her eternally..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;audience: right! (applause and cheering!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha thank u(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg i think i need to go out more and face human beings on a more frequent basis. now i am talking to computers. yup. anyway what i wanna put across is..haah i cant rmb whats exactly my point. due to the fact that its 1am in the morning and i am still feeling giddy from i dunno why. budden..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some people think there's no point in hanging on to a relationship that bears no fruit, or rather a relationship that both parties are unhappy. some people feel that if he's the one u love, theres no obstacle that u cant face. &lt;strong&gt;i once told this person i really love that if there is love, there are no obstacles that we cant overcome&lt;/strong&gt;. but now, i cant say for sure. i realise that even if people love each other, they still quarrel over stuffs. just because they matter to each other, they bother to bicker about little things. like&lt;em&gt; why didnt u take care of yourself and fell sick?&lt;/em&gt; but thats sweet, i thought. what if u dun quarrel over things like that. instead, u begin to assume things that happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for instance, when he doesnt reply u..u wonder what he's doing. why didnt he sms? why didnt he call? did he miss me? he must be busy, u tell urself. but when u wait too long, things dun look good. and to guys out there, &lt;strong&gt;thinking too much &lt;/strong&gt;is a borned personality of gers. okay i cant make a sweeping statement. budden, whether they admit or not, gers tend to think alot. and sometimes, too far. but what they really need is sometimes, just an sms saying "&lt;em&gt;i'm busy studying dear, cant tok tonight. you sleep early first okay?" &lt;/em&gt;or a hug showing that u care. u cant expect girls to know what u are thinking if u dun say it out or show it out. well, at least thats how i feel. tell them how you feel, even if u r not the mushy type, an occassional &lt;em&gt;darling&lt;/em&gt; helps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what if one day, your girl never even bother to bug you about why u didnt call or sms. what if one day even a "darling" cant help spice things up. guys complain about how girls irritate them when they say that the guys dun bother about them and stuffs. wad if one day your girl loses heart and dun even ask u why. would u like that? girls bug u for update because they are concerned. not too frequently though, i agree. they cry for u because u matter. they get upset over little things that u say because they love u, because what u say matters so much that they dun mind staying up late, godgy eyes and giddy brains, just to wake u up later at 3am to watch soccer or 7am in the morning so that u wun be late for school. what if one day she doesnt call?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you say you did a lot for her. think again. isnt she sacrificing her other stuffs just for u too? you are not the axis that the earth revolves around. but why does she keep appearing infront of u, sms u, call u, bug u, hug u, buy food for u, nag at u, cry for u..because she loves you. a relationship is a two way thing. &lt;strong&gt;there's never a your problem or my problem. &lt;/strong&gt;there's only &lt;strong&gt;our problem. &lt;/strong&gt;but from the day that u said thats &lt;em&gt;your &lt;/em&gt;problem, u never knew how much her heart ached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tears are a prerogative of women, girls, mothers. they are the protection that we give ourselves and also the strength to carry on. be thankful for the girl who cries for u, because the girl who can cry for u truly loves u. whether u believe it or not(: most girls dont go crying everyday for anyone who appears along the way. well, most normal sensible girls dont(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha enuf of rambling. i need some sleep. i am so giddy that i am sitting lopsided on my chair. budden, i want to finish writing this. though there's not really an exact point i'm trying to put across. just though some rambling might help(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-210283016317137591?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/210283016317137591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=210283016317137591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/210283016317137591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/210283016317137591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2007/12/read-chaoxings-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-432055375821405019</id><published>2007-11-29T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T19:05:37.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>exams are over((: hee like finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway tmr i going to watch Enchanted with my dear. muahahas. my frens all told me its nice. i wanted to watch it like since dunno how long alr. haha it'd better be nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all my frens having their last paper tmr,(actually i dunno whether tmr is the last paper for everyone cuz it seems like that leh.) anyways, all the best for ur last papers! okay i shall return to my facebook. facebook is so fun! i like facebook(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-432055375821405019?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/432055375821405019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=432055375821405019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/432055375821405019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/432055375821405019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2007/11/exams-are-over-hee-like-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-8830052523483287586</id><published>2007-11-24T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T14:56:58.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was just joking. now i feel really screwed. your words sting, did you know? :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-8830052523483287586?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/8830052523483287586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=8830052523483287586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/8830052523483287586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/8830052523483287586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-was-just-joking.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-8291056975260202873</id><published>2007-11-20T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T00:13:58.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>another paper down. well, MB101 accounting. hell lot better than management. at least i dun feel screwed. two more days to maritime paper. another week to my last paper. which is jap. watashiwa nihongo ga daisuki desu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, life hasnt been great. but still, one must go on. sometimes its difficult to attribute reasons for certain things that happen. if logical thinking can solve everything, why do people want a heart? well, brush aside the fact that the heart is the organ that pumps blood to the rest of ur body to ensure ur survival. affairs of the heart are often unexplainable by science nor fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just let me ramble on. BAHS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, abit sidetracked, my sister bought me this nail polish ytd. whoa i was thinking the packaging looks so nice n damn pro lar. den when i removed the tag i saw that it was SGD22 like why the hell does a small bottle of nail polish cost $22?! den she said its from anna sui. i still thot they forgot a dot in between the twos. anyway, not to boast of it being anna sui, this is my first anna sui product. though i din buy it. haha but anyway wads my point of this? not much. just cant get to sleep in the middle of the night so i came here to ramble some rubbish. bear with me hur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i just dun feel happy. i dislike the life that i am having now. but i strongly believe it is a passing phase that will soon be over. perhaps after the exams. well, thats definitely a bonus. i dun need anyone to sympathise with me so theres no need for me to elaborate why my current life's so undesirable. anyway, i will get by and well soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nth much, just a random post. really random and content-less. so the best aftermath of reading is to ignore(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best wishings for all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-8291056975260202873?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/8291056975260202873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=8291056975260202873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/8291056975260202873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/8291056975260202873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2007/11/another-paper-down.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-2042765711317181678</id><published>2007-11-18T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T17:47:14.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>screwed my management paper last wednesday. haha like who didnt? well, maybe the guy who set diagonal to me whom stopped writing like 30 mins before the end of the paper while the rest of us was fighting against time. well, expectedly, i did not finish my paper. not to mention the 20% question that i totally flunked. haha my fault la, din go lecture. but i dun expect the remaining 100 odd ppl got that right anyway. well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's accounting paper. and i only did like one practice paper with another 10 mcq questions. haha i shall try harder later on. exams are crazy, in ntu, i must say. scary u see the way i mug when i only spent like one month of futile mugging for the a levels. the sem exams are really like alvls. if not, worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i wan nike bauer skates! i really really&lt;br /&gt;like them. the one i want is this:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/R0AJoHcRpTI/AAAAAAAAAM0/VOvwsoZdtBg/s1600-h/1028116-big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/R0AJoHcRpTI/AAAAAAAAAM0/VOvwsoZdtBg/s320/1028116-big.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134114159999427890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice rite? haha DAMN CHIO CAN! haha anyway. not yet lar. boo. gtg! all the best for ur exams peeps!! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-2042765711317181678?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/2042765711317181678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=2042765711317181678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/2042765711317181678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/2042765711317181678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2007/11/screwed-my-management-paper-last.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/R0AJoHcRpTI/AAAAAAAAAM0/VOvwsoZdtBg/s72-c/1028116-big.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-8900649575618178346</id><published>2007-10-31T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T23:08:42.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Earth Status Report - 2006 If the population of the Earth was reduced to that of a small town with 100 people, it would look something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57% Asians&lt;br /&gt;21% Europeans&lt;br /&gt;14% Americans (northern and southern)&lt;br /&gt;8% Africans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52% women&lt;br /&gt;48% men&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70% coloured-skins&lt;br /&gt;30% caucasians&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89% heterosexuals&lt;br /&gt;11% homosexuals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 people would own 59% of the whole world wealth and all of them will be from the United States of America&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80% would have bad living conditions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70% would be uneducated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50% underfed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 would die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 would be born&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 would have a computer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 (only one) will have higher education&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you look at the world from this point of view, you can see there is a real need for solidarity, understanding, patience and education. Also think about the following -&lt;br /&gt;This morning, if you woke up healthy, then you are happier than the 1&lt;br /&gt;million people that will not survive next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you never suffered a war,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the loneliness of the jail cell, the agony of torture,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or hunger,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are happier than 500 million people in the world. If you can enter into a place of worship without fear of jail or death, you are happier then 3 million people in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is a food in your fridge,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have shoes and clothes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have bed and a roof,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are richer then 75% of the people in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have a bank account, money in your wallet and some coins in the money-box,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you belong to the 8% of the people of the world who are well-to-do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you read this, you are three times blessed because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. you don't belong to the 200 million people who cannot read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. and... you have a computer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As somebody once said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' - Work as if you don't need money,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Love as if you've never been hurt,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Dance, as if nobody can see you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sing, as if no one can hear,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Live, as if the Earth was a heaven.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-8900649575618178346?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/8900649575618178346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=8900649575618178346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/8900649575618178346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/8900649575618178346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2007/10/earth-status-report-2006-if-population.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-1269144699342312041</id><published>2007-10-28T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T22:32:54.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm okay alr(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-1269144699342312041?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/1269144699342312041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=1269144699342312041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/1269144699342312041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/1269144699342312041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-okay-alr.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-7805915577208816190</id><published>2007-10-24T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T22:32:09.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i had never once won lottery. but this is even more freaky den winning lottery. wait, like when did winning lottery become freaky? okays. anyway i din even pray to god yet my wish came true. or is that really my wish? yeah my grandfather left. i dunno whats there after death. but i hope its good. at least, better than he was struggling, awaiting our visits to no avail. what lousy children we are. stop crying after he's gone. like you did anythig much for him when he was alive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so tired. so so so tired. my eyes are closing on me. but i slept for like 10 hours last night, when i was supposed to shou ye. haha what a filial grand daughter i am. i need energy. not sleep. not just sleep. someone pls give me some strength. i am so tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-7805915577208816190?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/7805915577208816190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=7805915577208816190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/7805915577208816190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/7805915577208816190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-had-never-one-won-lottery.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-1661418370338892346</id><published>2007-10-21T22:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T23:08:02.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my heart sank when i saw him lying on the bed, reduced to bones. his once chauvinism was nowhere evident. when we called out to him, he widened his eyes to show recognition, but he was drained of energy to even say a word. his hair grew so thick that his face looked wan in comparison. sometimes, i really wished heaven would take him away. take him away quick and painless, stop torturing the poor old man. yes he was a sinner, but let all these suffering come to an end. if i ever believed in god, i would pray and ask him to take my grandfather away. because now theres nothing i can do for him. not even ease his pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his every breath is taken with agony. his every word, spoken in pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday was the outing with twentififth..everything was great, fun and happening!(as usual) haha i love hanging out with these cuties.budden wasnt feeling too well ytd so sorry guys for being quiet erm..out-of-place? haha anyway we area always into cam-whoring..which is like..erm. haha the whole changing appetite was filled with our laughter n camera clickings(: and i had a great time teasing jannah! serious u are the best machik ever!(however u spell that xP) and yeah here are photos from ytd and as promised, his photos(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/RxtpdUcMouI/AAAAAAAAAMc/T9NjjG3mstg/s1600-h/DSC00156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123804953488171746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/RxtpdUcMouI/AAAAAAAAAMc/T9NjjG3mstg/s320/DSC00156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is the super sized ice chocolate that leeweixiang ordered. looks fattening rite! okay it is. anyway i ordered sth else but i thot his photo looks nicer. muahahas. okay his choc tastes nicer than mine too! boo! just becuz its $2 more expensive! UGH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/RxtpsEcMovI/AAAAAAAAAMk/1iap5tgUQYE/s1600-h/DSC00165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123805206891242226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/RxtpsEcMovI/AAAAAAAAAMk/1iap5tgUQYE/s320/DSC00165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chingting me and jannah(: haha this is one of the few photos my pathetic phone camera took. okay LAR i noe my cam lousy. den those with digital cams pls blog n upload photos soon ya~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/RxtqgEcMowI/AAAAAAAAAMs/5nOpUix0lOM/s1600-h/sw001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123806100244439810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/RxtqgEcMowI/AAAAAAAAAMs/5nOpUix0lOM/s320/sw001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah and this is my superman(: haha MAN rite? lols. ignore me please. haha yeah((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-1661418370338892346?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/1661418370338892346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=1661418370338892346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/1661418370338892346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/1661418370338892346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-heart-sank-when-i-saw-him-lying-on.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/RxtpdUcMouI/AAAAAAAAAMc/T9NjjG3mstg/s72-c/DSC00156.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-1602381852283843250</id><published>2007-10-18T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T01:13:09.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey people! boo assigments are driving me crazy! they really are! haha but still, i musnt disappoint my loyal fans*pukes* haha anyway i am damn sleepy now(considering i just finished one 3 page long tutorial)(which i thot quite dumb huh. tut write so much for wad. O.o) i still decided to come n blog! haha if not how can i go and scold chingting to urge her to update?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha anyway life's been great! if u exclude slogging nights sitting in front of the comp, with panda eyes and dead braincells trying to generate lame ideas for my assignments, life's great(: haha but boo! i am done with one! haha fundamentals of managment. as chim as the name sounds, the content is too): budden, it all depends on how you decipher it. i really admire the authors for the book, eh gareth and jennifer, for being able to crap so much out of it seriously. like putting "ten effective ways to motivate your workers" into like 100 pages long essay for me to digest. which is totally impossible. seriously, i haven even read like $2 out of $20+ of the monetary value of the book. boo. which signals hell for this lil memory-cmi girl here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and trainings! haha these forms of exercise doesnt prove much to shedding weight, unless the following circumstances are true:&lt;br /&gt;which is firstly, tianqin did not train hard enough for trainings so that she cant shed any weight.&lt;br /&gt;second, roller hockey does not, in actual fact, serves the purpose for losing weight&lt;br /&gt;thirdly, tianqin is too slim to lose anymore weight(:&lt;br /&gt;by a logical thinker and effective managerial accounting insights to troubleshoot organisational problems like this(like how the hell is it related?!), i choose to believe that the third option is most appropriate. so, i shall no longer entertain the thought that i should lose weight(: *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and most importantly, i shall say i am very blissful currently, with my mended and very much improved relationship with SUPERMAN((: haha i am back to flying with the red-underwear-on-the-outside man. haha i realise i always have the abililty to put something cool or normal into gross. haha its just in me. too bad for those who cant take it. this blog is rated D-disturbing for abnormal people who just cannot take gross descriptions for uncommon people or situations, which proves common in my entries(: okay its late in the night and i am back into lame nothings that really mean nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA anyway, to appease the numerous requests for his photos, the good news is that i finally connected my phone to my computer. OH YAH did i mention that i got a new phone?!?! haha soney ericsson K530i. damn chio and nice to use okay. no lar i tink its the user(: haha enuf of crapping. upload~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like WTH when i finally found photos to upload u tell me cannot upload?!?!?!#$^%$*#*^%*&lt;br /&gt;blogger u good. sorry guys, next time den(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to sleep!!((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-1602381852283843250?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/1602381852283843250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=1602381852283843250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/1602381852283843250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/1602381852283843250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2007/10/hey-people-boo-assigments-are-driving.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-6849372352096052956</id><published>2007-10-15T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T01:29:05.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>couldnt get my favorite song from energy:( but nevertheless, this is ONE of my favorite songs from energy(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i wish we can never say good bye(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENJOY~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我们的世界用记忆相连&lt;br /&gt;你如果一想我&lt;br /&gt;我一定听得见&lt;br /&gt;就算你在地球另一边&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;两颗心之间是近还是远&lt;br /&gt;这如果是谜语&lt;br /&gt;距离是一眨眼&lt;br /&gt;我绝不会忘了这一天&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一听见再见&lt;br /&gt;你就红了的双眼&lt;br /&gt;我现在就答应你&lt;br /&gt;永远也不说再见&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的心寄放在你身边&lt;br /&gt;到我回来的那一天&lt;br /&gt;思念如果乘以时间&lt;br /&gt;我觉得答案是永远&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我那说不出口的再见&lt;br /&gt;就是我对你的誓言&lt;br /&gt;因为如果你想问&lt;br /&gt;爱要多久那会是一万年&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不说再见&lt;br /&gt;我和你分开那一点&lt;br /&gt;到现在也远的看不见&lt;br /&gt;但是当我闭上双眼&lt;br /&gt;爱会出现&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你知道吗&lt;br /&gt;我可以忍住&lt;br /&gt;暂时没有你的空虚&lt;br /&gt;也可以飞到地球的另一个岛屿&lt;br /&gt;只要你相信&lt;br /&gt;说再见是为了之后在看到你&lt;br /&gt;为了再回到你我的天地&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是你给我一种免疫力&lt;br /&gt;好像天塌了也没关系&lt;br /&gt;今天起我答应你&lt;br /&gt;说爱你是我们的见面礼&lt;br /&gt;不管你怎黱想&lt;br /&gt;这句话我不会忘记&lt;br /&gt;这一秒到永远&lt;br /&gt;你是我爱情的首部曲&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-6849372352096052956?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/6849372352096052956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=6849372352096052956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/6849372352096052956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/6849372352096052956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2007/10/couldnt-get-my-favorite-song-from.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-8791299417324884799</id><published>2007-10-12T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T00:45:47.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had training. lost fats(hopefully) haha i love to sweat it out. and i really do. haha my hair all dripping wet from NaCl soln. oops its getting gross.. haha today went to jp,wanted to get a big bag for my skates..but stupid lionel had to jio us to buy psp. boo. hai me bring that ugly bag to training today. haha i make sure i'll get my bag by tues~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm guys i'm fine alr so dun need to worry for me ya(: haha shucks. shouldnt have got so emo. now i realise i got so much stuffs to do. assignment 3, reflection paper2, management assignment n a lot of catching ups! so dun expect my blog udpates soon! haha need to revise for exam le. i must at least get GPA4.0 (: haha try lar hor. good luck for the rest of my frens oso! gambatte kudasai!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-8791299417324884799?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/8791299417324884799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=8791299417324884799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/8791299417324884799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/8791299417324884799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2007/10/had-training.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-6550084128554722759</id><published>2007-10-10T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T02:13:41.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>didnt thought this song was so beautiful until i paid attention to the lyrics carefully..not really a reflection of me at this point of time..but certain parts of it fits my emotions..yup(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;只剩下钢琴陪我谈了一天&lt;br /&gt;睡着的大提琴&lt;br /&gt;安静的旧旧的&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想你已表现的非常明白&lt;br /&gt;我懂我也知道&lt;br /&gt;你没有舍不得&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你说你也会难过我不相信&lt;br /&gt;牵着你陪着我也只是曾经&lt;br /&gt;希望他是真的比我还要爱你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我才会逼自己离开&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你要我说多难堪&lt;br /&gt;我根本不想分开&lt;br /&gt;为什么还要我用微笑来带过&lt;br /&gt;我没有这种天份&lt;br /&gt;包容你也接受他&lt;br /&gt;不用担心的太多&lt;br /&gt;我会一直好好过&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你已经远远离开&lt;br /&gt;我也会慢慢走开&lt;br /&gt;为什么我连分开都迁就着你&lt;br /&gt;我真的没有天份&lt;br /&gt;安静的没这么快&lt;br /&gt;我会学着放弃你&lt;br /&gt;是因为我太爱你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-6550084128554722759?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/6550084128554722759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=6550084128554722759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/6550084128554722759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/6550084128554722759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2007/10/didnt-thought-this-song-was-so.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-6523619659509241814</id><published>2007-10-07T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T01:50:18.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shucks i'm really gaining fats like dunno what accelerated rate! zzz but anyway i am going to the gym tmr(: which means i can try to shed some weight. haha TRY lar hor. ytd mingwei's party wad. ate curry, beehoon, dessert and birthday cake! boo. den today went to eat sakae sushi! i am really fattening at an alarming rate! haha i shall break the threadmill tmr(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my fondness for this song has been re-ignited..just hope u guys like it(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;离开我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;再也没有决裂的时候&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;就让灵魂彻底的坠落&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;喔~喔~&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;放逐过&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;还逃不出你的左右&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;怪只怪我把爱当寄托&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;一时迷惑 一路犯错&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;给我死心的理由&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;誓言融雪时别沉默&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我的美丽只剩哀愁怕&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;看见温柔眼眸怕&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;断了唯一的出口&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;就无处可躲&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;你时而热情时而冷漠的双手&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;多叫人心痛&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-6523619659509241814?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/6523619659509241814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=6523619659509241814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/6523619659509241814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/6523619659509241814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2007/10/shucks-im-really-gaining-fats-like.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-4215902991880282019</id><published>2007-10-06T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T00:19:16.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy birthday mingwei(: congratulations on your embarkment onto your 21st year of life, though it hasnt officially started yet, but still i wish u all the best(: you are really my nicest kor(not to say boon is not..haha but boon is another different type of kor) but anyway, i hope you really enjoy your birthday and hope u dun catch a cold! *laughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a more personal note, i am fine guys. dun haf to worry(: haha but if u wanna follow my blog i might wanna warn u guys of a few upcoming emo entries. hee cuz i cant help it. i love to write out my feelings ya. so if u feel that i am too emo, just dun read lor. haha. eh yup other than that dun haf to worry bout me ya, unless anyone wants to buy me bird's nest for my throat, i wouldnt mind that(: haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lot of things are going through my mind and i am confused, really. but i dun figure i'm going to sort them out soon, just let them wander around, so its okay. well..perhaps i need a few days to get over my upsetness, but i will recover soon enough and stop bothering u guys(: which i really wanna thank chingting chinyu james boon and kc(: thanks for being with me when i needed ur company. haha i love u guys(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here comes the emo part*lauhgs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart aches whenever i understand we can never be like the same, when i can no longer hug you whenever i want to..that i can no longer hold your hand like before..and i cant cuddle in ur warmth whenever i feel like it. i feel lost when i cant sms u in the morning, sharing the joy of each new day. i feel upset when i realise i will not be the first person to know about things around you. i feel too much for everything about you.. everything that you said..places that we went..my heart will ache whenever others remind me of you..that i cant proudly say &lt;strong&gt;yeah he's mine&lt;/strong&gt; anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i dun feel sad. because i am certain of your love for me. perhaps all these are too sudden and heavy for me, but i will never doubt your love. perhaps you are the right person, but we just met at the wrong time..perhaps..we could do better with a breather. i understand your decision and i hope it will be a good one. because i believe in you(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-4215902991880282019?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/4215902991880282019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=4215902991880282019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/4215902991880282019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/4215902991880282019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-birthday-mingwei-congratulations.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-6357918707594547900</id><published>2007-10-04T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T01:56:29.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you promised me rainbows and flew me up to the skies&lt;br /&gt;but you let go of my hand before i even saw any colors&lt;br /&gt;i was never like you&lt;br /&gt;i never grew wings&lt;br /&gt;so i started to fall&lt;br /&gt;and you didnt look back&lt;br /&gt;and i couldnt cry&lt;br /&gt;as my tears had dried&lt;br /&gt;all i could do was&lt;br /&gt;watch you turn away&lt;br /&gt;as you flew further and further away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i saw only one truth&lt;br /&gt;that you are no longer mine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-6357918707594547900?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/6357918707594547900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=6357918707594547900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/6357918707594547900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/6357918707594547900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2007/10/you-promised-me-rainbows-and-flew-me-up.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-6222430397021039924</id><published>2007-10-02T10:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T10:17:55.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>can anyone teach me how to link back to my archives? haha i need a link to my archives for my blog lehs. haha dun need teach me. just gif me the html can liaos. haha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not in a particular good mood or nasty mood. what shall i say..i have my acct quiz in 3 hrs time but i haven finished studying for it..haha i just woke up from a seemingly long nap without much dreams. perhaps i have forgotten how to dream. becuz all my dreams seem to be drifting further n further away. the things that i longed for, seems to be distinct n blur. the expectations of certain things..i no longer find the courage to expect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am beginning to realise that..some things that seem so easy for others, may be difficult for the rest..some stuffs that seemed reachable in the past..may become unreachable for now..some things that i thought was in control..was actually beyond my control..i've never like accepting things the way they are..i usually try to make an effort to control things that are around me. budden, sometimes, no matter how hard u try.. things just dun go ur way..and when ppl ask u to have faith, sometimes u realise..u dunno where you lost ur faith somewhere along the way..even though the journey is short..some things lost can never be retrieved. but like i said, nevertheless, i'd try..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until, the day when i am too tired to go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but till then, i'd try(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-6222430397021039924?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/6222430397021039924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=6222430397021039924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/6222430397021039924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/6222430397021039924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2007/10/can-anyone-teach-me-how-to-link-back-to.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-6565125710093004222</id><published>2007-09-27T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T23:24:22.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was full of ups and downs(: i had dinner alone at mos burger today. now that i thinkof it, the last time i ate on my own was my last day at fairfield. whenever i eat alone, i'd be more independent. so that i can take better control of my emotions(: haha weird logic rite? anyway i was successful. or maybe it was the retail therapy that helped. haha i love shopping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went shopping today, and according to felicia, haha retail therapy always works! and yeah it does! but its not because of what i bought. it the great feeling that i have the ability to shop and pay for the stuffs myself. and i din really pay much attention to my wallet! haha i spend like more than 70 bucks today..hee lemme list out what i bought today(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought this black spag top and army green skirt from fox(: haha the spag is 19bucks and the skirt is 23bucks! and got 15% discount for uob cards! haha shiok(: and i bought this lipstick from missha at 16.9o haha like a bit ex ah..but i really love the color. so dun care xP and i bought my long-awaited sandals from charles and keith! actually i was decided between a few designs and finally made up my mind abt the skinny one with the help of the nice lady there(: hees. yup thats all! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm tmr i'm going out to study. shucks i need to bring out the stupid BULKY acct book out. haha but nvm i must get my good grades so i should exercise abit bahs! haha if too heavy can get mr unfrenly to carry for me! haha as if he would. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boo. i am hungry again. haha i am so like a pig. eat sleep eat sleep eat sleep. lols. i need to control myself! control my hunger control my emotions control my determination! i need to study! boo:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-6565125710093004222?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/6565125710093004222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=6565125710093004222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/6565125710093004222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/6565125710093004222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2007/09/today-was-full-of-ups-and-downs-i-had.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-2165478627242013483</id><published>2007-09-26T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T01:42:43.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>emo kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i tend to let my thoughts stray a bit wild..i should start to make an effort to stop my thoughts from wandering. but then, what about my heart? i am losing control..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop being so emo la kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no wonder they like to call me a kid. perhaps i am still a kid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-2165478627242013483?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/2165478627242013483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=2165478627242013483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/2165478627242013483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/2165478627242013483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2007/09/emo-kid.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-4529651070849389246</id><published>2007-09-18T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T01:57:35.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you are my superman :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i think anyone who reads my blog will have guessed sth le bahs..especially vitor pple..haha you people spread gossip damn fast. lols. yeah the good news is i have found my superman((: yepps. yup thats all lar xD haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm studies had been fine. haha fine, meaning erm i tried to do tutorials and tried to listened to lectures and tutorials. haha i guess no one is interested in my studies anymore. haha exams are coming!! stressed! haha as if hur. lol. yeah next week is recess week! i will start to mug(: no, no rephrase: i will try to do readings that i am supposed to do in week1 but yeah, i will start to do my readings next week(: haha hope everything goes fine for everyone else too(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaaahhhhhhh my legs are getting thicker and thicker le! haha cuz of inline skating. boo. but i still like inline skating(: haha or rather, i still love skating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap yeap i should get going. haha i need to sleep. pimples popping! zz. i need to get rid of my pimples n dark rings. and no more supper for me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SLEEEEEEEEP!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-4529651070849389246?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/4529651070849389246/comments/default' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>'ve been staying up late for a few nights..haha having supper almost everyday! i am gaining tonnes of weight man!! but training made me lose a few tonnes too i guess. thats why when i met jinjen that day..i asked her: do i look slimmer? walao eh she damn confident only took 0.00001 seconds to react a "no" lor. like thanks ah. haha den i totally stunned there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lessons been great also, still the slackest course in ntu i guess..haha i am still the slackest in my OG and my cca..haha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and well, for the stuff that everyone's most concerned with..everything's going fine and yeah i am very happy(: haha okay thats all. i should at least blog once a week. in case some ppl say i nvr blog again..haha yeah gtg le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*dark rings go away!*&lt;br /&gt;*fats go away!*&lt;br /&gt;*abrasions go away!*&lt;br /&gt;*pimples go away!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah and i fell again on thursday. on the same spot. smart rite? i think so too. den my abrasion snapped open. haha cui rite. den the src guy gave me this antiseptic strip that is alcohol free den not pain at all lar!! damn good lar!! anyone who fell just buy this and put on ur wound! its this green thing called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;europlast&lt;/span&gt;! haha is really damn good..haha den i kop one back from the src uncle..hahas(: okay really gtg cya ppl((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-233644238201073726?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/233644238201073726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=233644238201073726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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&lt;/strong&gt;sobs! haha i am a pig. okays saturday nights are supposed to be late night outs! why are we at home kc?! we shld be somewhere skating!!!! lols. like he can even see this. or makan-ing at boon lay market. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha went to buy skates with boon they all today. dun tink i can get my skates locally. :( haha but nvm i will go scout for a good pair online. hmmm. my neck still hurts. dunno why..and now..my heart seems weird too. ha cant explain either(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sinking sensation in my stomach is killing me. why doesnt my head think like how my heart feels. i am so confused. uh. i cant help myself either..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to skate..i need to skate..i need to skate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yays! tmr going to have a game in school(: hope weather goes fine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i need food...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey guys.. I BLOGGEDDDD. U BETTER TAG(: *grins&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-1412069536232674640?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/1412069536232674640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=1412069536232674640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/1412069536232674640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/1412069536232674640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-saturday-night-10pm.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-1296943304044276972</id><published>2007-09-01T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T20:01:43.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i went jogging today! can you believe it? haha i went jogging today! c'mon lar its only like 5 mins lors..haha boast what sai~ haha erm my newly developed excuses: only had 4 hrs of sleep, got muscle aches all over..and all that crap. haha but the achievement is, i managed to get my lazy butt out of bed at 7am in the morning to go jogging lehs(: not bad alr((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm did i blog about my cca? haha i dun tink so. i'm in inline hockey and seriously its great! haha great fun and work-out! though the return equals to muscle aches all over..but according to susian, he says there's a saying in army..that pain= weakness leaving you..which i choose to believe is true((: hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha and tmr they're playing a game in school and i'm gonna join them after my kbox-ing! hmmm. tmr's a busy day.. 10-12 tuition, 1-6 kbox..den 6plus to dunno when go school! wahahas which reminds me, i have to go do my tutorial liaos..if not tmr got no time..hee buais((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-1296943304044276972?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/1296943304044276972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=1296943304044276972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/1296943304044276972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/1296943304044276972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-went-jogging-today-can-you-believe-it.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-6572611656255746923</id><published>2007-08-26T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T00:09:45.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha here i am to blogabout pageant night! is it too slow? hahas no rite..hee cuz i too lazy le these few days..decided to wait n accumulate some more photos and here i am to update! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;firstly, some photos with vitor ladies on uoc pageant 07 nite!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/RtGhuqcmWTI/AAAAAAAAAL8/bPsoBjmDGno/s1600-h/DSC02683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103037675827779890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/RtGhuqcmWTI/AAAAAAAAAL8/bPsoBjmDGno/s320/DSC02683.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;vitor ladies: kerri ting er (me) angeline sweechin&lt;br /&gt;haha bracket me cuz i not classified as ladies..hee((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmmm...second day-out..shopping with chingting! haha here are some photos we took in the changing room..haah ching can kop from here bahs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/RtGib6cmWUI/AAAAAAAAAME/oo0qvosoyK4/s1600-h/DSC02700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103038453216860482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/RtGib6cmWUI/AAAAAAAAAME/oo0qvosoyK4/s320/DSC02700.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/RtGiuKcmWVI/AAAAAAAAAMM/g7C3cRXJeKc/s1600-h/DSC02705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103038766749473106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/RtGiuKcmWVI/AAAAAAAAAMM/g7C3cRXJeKc/s320/DSC02705.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh and today i went out with dearest cindy jieying xinjie and linus!! haha went to eat mushroom pot at this super ulu place..actually its not really ulu.. but its like in a corner of the top floor of OG lors..which is like..erm..okays..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha the steamboat was really nice..and the best surprise of the day is..the ANGBAO..haha thats our inside joke! haha but thanks dears alot alot! i really am surprised and had a great day today..haven got photos from cindy...so i only got this photo to upload((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/RtGjqacmWWI/AAAAAAAAAMU/-ZCcliYwjpg/s1600-h/DSC02711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103039801836591458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/RtGjqacmWWI/AAAAAAAAAMU/-ZCcliYwjpg/s320/DSC02711.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-6572611656255746923?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/6572611656255746923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=6572611656255746923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/6572611656255746923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/6572611656255746923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2007/08/haha-here-i-am-to-blogabout-pageant.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/RtGhuqcmWTI/AAAAAAAAAL8/bPsoBjmDGno/s72-c/DSC02683.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-6229613631773541530</id><published>2007-08-21T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T23:39:21.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YOUR AGE BY EATING OUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me your age; you probably would tell a falsehood anyway - but your waiter may know! YOUR AGE BY DINER &amp; RESTAURANT MATH. This is pretty neat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DON'T CHEAT BY SCROLLING DOWN FIRST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes less than a minute. Work this out as you read. Be sure you don't read the bottom until you've worked it out! This is not one of those waste of time things; it's fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. First of all, pick the number of times a week that you would like to go out to eat (more than once but less than 10)&lt;br /&gt;2. Multiply this number by 2 (just to be bold)&lt;br /&gt;3. Add 5&lt;br /&gt;4. Multiply it by 50&lt;br /&gt;5. If you have already had your birthday this year add 1757.... If you haven't, add 1756&lt;br /&gt;6. Now subtract the four digit year that you were born&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should have a three digit number.&lt;br /&gt;The first digit of this was your original number (that is how many times you want to go out to restaurants in a week)&lt;br /&gt;The next two numbers are YOUR AGE!!!!! (Oh YES, it is!!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-6229613631773541530?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/6229613631773541530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=6229613631773541530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/6229613631773541530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/6229613631773541530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2007/08/your-age-by-eating-out-dont-tell-me.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-9143987306652586944</id><published>2007-08-19T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T23:19:11.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pageant was okay ytd(: haha the company was great lars..but the programme..a bit doesnt suit our group hur..haha most of us were quite sian i guess..well at least i was. haha glad to see huwei and chingting on stage. you guys were great! haha but i tink for me, the more fun part was the after-pageant at a pub outside one-nite-stand. haha we seemed to walked for kilometres(haha that's an overstatement larrs) anyways, i played "cai quan" with james, keesiang, eric,serene, kianhai and i won lors! okay lar did a few forfeits. haha we shall not mention the contents here. anyways, it was really fun and i didnt get drunk okay! when i'm on form i can hold my liquor well okays..haha((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah anyway the rain really made me think a lot. too much alr. haha for my small little brain, these penetrating thoughts are really a bit too much. i guess i should just start all over again. before its too late((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha dai jio bu! gam bate ten chin! ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-9143987306652586944?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/9143987306652586944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=9143987306652586944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/9143987306652586944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/9143987306652586944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2007/08/pageant-was-okay-ytd-haha-company-was.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-7825082180096511077</id><published>2007-08-17T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T00:02:44.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SHOPPING SHOPPING SHOPPING!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I LOVE SHOPPING!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha today is such a happy day. &lt;em&gt;first&lt;/em&gt; of all, its FRIDAY! start of the weekend~ and &lt;em&gt;secondly&lt;/em&gt;, i collected my ez link card and bought my concession! which means my transportation expenses will start going down((: well if u exclude that i'm going to town tmr by train(i bought the bus concession) well anyways, &lt;em&gt;thirdly&lt;/em&gt;, field trip to bulk carrier in sept! okay its not really that &lt;strong&gt;happy &lt;/strong&gt;but its still something to be celebrated about. well at least no 3hours worth of lecture on that friday..and also, i bought clothes at the flea market(well if u call that one*winks*) !! haha and what else hur..cant rmb lar..though i dun seem to be feeling better. haha but that's not the point!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, tmr's uoc pageant alr..here i shall hereby wish..give my warmest wishes to yapchingting and ahpek huwei! haha enjoy your night tmr((: vitor will always support you all! haha i too high liaos. must go low abit. okay anyway here are photos!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/RsW9DacmWOI/AAAAAAAAALU/y2i61VJI4vQ/s1600-h/DSC02680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099690019403487458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/RsW9DacmWOI/AAAAAAAAALU/y2i61VJI4vQ/s320/DSC02680.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;TA-DA!! LITTLE MISS &lt;strong&gt;LATE&lt;/strong&gt;! that's like little miss tianqin literally la! like i can use my fingers to count the number of times i was not late in my entire lifetime! hahas((= bought this at the ntu north spine de one lil booth, with my newly-acquainted frens((: haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/RsXDtKcmWPI/AAAAAAAAALc/taRYq-Xt1BI/s1600-h/DSC02673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099697333732792562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/RsXDtKcmWPI/AAAAAAAAALc/taRYq-Xt1BI/s320/DSC02673.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay this is so random but this is a photo i took with my mum when i treated her to seafood harvest!! another restaurant undet the jack's place..but its more abt seafood n its cheaper! haha anyways thats not the point((: the point is, I LOVE MY MUMMY!! though i am super convinced that i do not resemble her. :(( hahas i still love her anyways!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/RsXEx6cmWQI/AAAAAAAAALk/68kwVSGqNVk/s1600-h/DSC02653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099698514848798978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/RsXEx6cmWQI/AAAAAAAAALk/68kwVSGqNVk/s320/DSC02653.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha this is the vitor card we did for our seniors from uoc vivaz! haha vitor n vivaz rocks! ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/RsXFRqcmWRI/AAAAAAAAALs/aNAzz6eYnp8/s1600-h/DSC02655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099699060309645586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/RsXFRqcmWRI/AAAAAAAAALs/aNAzz6eYnp8/s320/DSC02655.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha and this is the photo of jonathan ming wei and steven racking their brains to write something special for our seniors! haha u should see them in action..haha boon and chao xing is super extra i know! haha but i cant cut them off! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well thats all i guess. tmr got pageant(: look fwd to it((: sweet dreams everyone! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-7825082180096511077?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/7825082180096511077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=7825082180096511077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/7825082180096511077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/7825082180096511077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2007/08/shopping-shopping-shopping-i-love.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/RsW9DacmWOI/AAAAAAAAALU/y2i61VJI4vQ/s72-c/DSC02680.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-9202597426362708816</id><published>2007-08-08T00:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T01:12:37.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay i'm officially nineteen. but i cant say i'm in the best of moods. not one of the best days i had. well i cant say for sure either. afterall, i'm only in the first 55mins. but its just..its just feels super cui. everything seems to be not in the right way..i dunno. i'm just..well getting emo in the middle of the night? haha maybe den. well, since i have nothing better to do, i shall upload some photos about the outing on monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/RrilmrVVFfI/AAAAAAAAAK8/YkSu3ceDtdY/s1600-h/Outing+1+@+Fish+&amp;+Co+(24).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096005062255515122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/RrilmrVVFfI/AAAAAAAAAK8/YkSu3ceDtdY/s320/Outing+1+%40+Fish+%26+Co+(24).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was the first ever vitor outing! haha i was super excited about it..although the number of people who turned up was a bit cui..but it was great nevertheless! we had a lot of fun and yeah, surprises! i am so glad to have vitor(well and vivaz! seniors are included when i say vitor okay?) haha yeah to celebrate my birthday for me(: it was a pleasant surprise! and i hope all the seniors like the cards..though not all of them got it alr..haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm first day of school was fine..though i had some problems locating the venues..but it was okay la..generally..wah today i super independent lor..navigated round the school on my own..cuz haven met my tutorial class yet..but it was fine nevertheless(: first lecture on effective comms was entertaining((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i'll upload photos when i get them..meanwhile, bear all the scruny typings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE VITOR((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-1528378178135982117?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/1528378178135982117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=1528378178135982117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/1528378178135982117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/1528378178135982117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2007/08/today-was-first-ever-vitor-outing-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-4705182584542231669</id><published>2007-08-01T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T17:45:05.403+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lazily lazing mood'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just matriculated..got my timetable..which is like..i dunno to celebrate for or not..my earliest lesson for the whole week is thursday, which starts at like 1pm in the afternoon..and my lastest lesson ends at 1830. kinda suit nightdevils like me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah chaoxing went like HUR?!?!I GOT 830 LESSONS?!? and i'm like..i tink i can wake up at 12 everyday lor..haha what big difference..argh and i think i'm the only vitor ending so late lor..sobs. anyway, i'm still looking forward to monday! GO VITOR!! must wait for me kays? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hais and my lesson ends at 6pm on my birthday. super extra cui. hais what a great way to start my long-anticipated uni life. muahs. but i still cant wait for monday to come! go vitor((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-4705182584542231669?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/4705182584542231669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=4705182584542231669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/4705182584542231669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/4705182584542231669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2007/08/just-matriculated.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-2559357604483538785</id><published>2007-07-29T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:52:44.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;woohoo~ just came back from uoc camp! damn shiok and fun la..but damn shag also..haha i lost 2 kgs lor. thanks to all the running and tekan-ing..haha keesiang is rite. i lost weight thru the camp..lol. here are some photos of me and my vitor freshies and seniors~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/RqyolrVVFdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gRMgJhSmGQ8/s1600-h/DSC02643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092630643890001362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/RqyolrVVFdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gRMgJhSmGQ8/s320/DSC02643.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and my senior shu hui(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/RqyoObVVFcI/AAAAAAAAAKk/0O7xVAXFdxY/s1600-h/DSC02641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092630244458042818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/RqyoObVVFcI/AAAAAAAAAKk/0O7xVAXFdxY/s320/DSC02641.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/RqyoObVVFcI/AAAAAAAAAKk/0O7xVAXFdxY/s1600-h/DSC02641.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/RqyoObVVFcI/AAAAAAAAAKk/0O7xVAXFdxY/s1600-h/DSC02641.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me and my GL huifen(we were supposed to look shag)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/Rqyn-rVVFbI/AAAAAAAAAKc/x-Sfybp9n5Q/s1600-h/DSC02634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092629973875103154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/Rqyn-rVVFbI/AAAAAAAAAKc/x-Sfybp9n5Q/s320/DSC02634.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/Rqyn-rVVFbI/AAAAAAAAAKc/x-Sfybp9n5Q/s1600-h/DSC02634.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/Rqyn-rVVFbI/AAAAAAAAAKc/x-Sfybp9n5Q/s1600-h/DSC02634.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;peisi, me and chingting at sentosa(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/RqypK7VVFeI/AAAAAAAAAK0/upYT54hIewE/s1600-h/DSC02646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092631283840128482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/RqypK7VVFeI/AAAAAAAAAK0/upYT54hIewE/s320/DSC02646.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lastly, me and my dearest parents at soup kitchen!! though cant really see where we are..haha I LOVE MY DADDY AND MUMMY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-2559357604483538785?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/2559357604483538785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=2559357604483538785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/2559357604483538785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/2559357604483538785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2007/07/woohoo-just-came-back-from-uoc-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/RqyolrVVFdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gRMgJhSmGQ8/s72-c/DSC02643.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-1970602544512658900</id><published>2007-07-10T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T17:52:31.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nice story(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A White woman, about 50 years old, was seated next to a black man. Obviously disturbed by this, she called the air Hostess. "Madam, what is the matter," the hostess asked. "You obviously do not see it then?" she responded. "You placed me next to a black man. I do not agree to sit next to someone from such a repugnant group. Give me an alternative seat."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Be calm please," the hostess replied. "Almost all the places on this flight is taken. I will go to see if another place is available."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hostess went away and then came back a few minutes later. "Madam, Just as I thought, there are no other available seats in the economy class. I spoke to the captain and he informed me that there is a seat in the business class. All the same, we still have one place in the first class."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the woman could say anything, the hostess continued: "It is not usual for our company to permit someone from the economy class to sit in the first class. However,given the circumstances, the captain feels that it would be scandalous to make someone sit next to someone so disgusting."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She turned to the black guy, and said, "Therefore, Sir, if you would like to, please collect your hand luggage, a seat awaits you in first class."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-1970602544512658900?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/1970602544512658900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=1970602544512658900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/1970602544512658900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/1970602544512658900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2007/07/nice-story-white-woman-about-50-years.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-3573962493616756489</id><published>2007-06-19T22:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T22:22:10.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>at first, it seems jittery. but now, i love being in a shop all on my own!! whoa! din noe it was that fun. though there wasnt much to do, cuz there werent much customers.. but it was quite fun having one whole shop to yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha though its quite sad there arent any customers. today i only handled 4 customers. first, which i totally blundered it up. haha he was a tall caucasian and he was like ' i need a pair of jeans' and he looked down at me and said 'too tall for u?' great. haha but he was quite funny. he seems to be in a hurry n i couldnt find the shit label on the jeans! in the end i fumbled thru a few pairs and got him one to try. he said its too tight. den he said, &lt;em&gt;sorry but i have to go&lt;/em&gt;! den he looked up apologetically. &lt;strong&gt;super cute.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well business is bad i must say. but i quite enjoy what i am doing. (: yays. i got 2 more days to have the whole boutique to myself(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-3573962493616756489?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/3573962493616756489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=3573962493616756489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/3573962493616756489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/3573962493616756489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2007/06/at-first-it-seems-jittery.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-1766687186091010040</id><published>2007-06-11T13:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T13:32:46.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if i feel blue, would you be there for me&lt;br /&gt;and whisper in my ears that's okay&lt;br /&gt;would you stand by me, let me hold you tight&lt;br /&gt;and say you love me one more time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i feel good, would you slow dance with me&lt;br /&gt;and touch my lips with tender loving care&lt;br /&gt;would you die for me&lt;br /&gt;would you run with me&lt;br /&gt;and never look back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would you be there to love to be with me&lt;br /&gt;would you swear that your love is always true&lt;br /&gt;would you say that you'd always be the one&lt;br /&gt;to take my breath away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would you be there to love to be with me&lt;br /&gt;would you swear that your love is always true&lt;br /&gt;would you say that you'd always be the one&lt;br /&gt;to take me breath away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would you be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i'm away would you still think of me&lt;br /&gt;and wish that you could hold me now&lt;br /&gt;would you die for me&lt;br /&gt;would you run with me&lt;br /&gt;all the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would you be there to love to be with me&lt;br /&gt;would you swear that your love is always true&lt;br /&gt;would you say that you'd always be the one&lt;br /&gt;to take my breath away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would you be there to save my soul tonight&lt;br /&gt;would you swear that your love is always true&lt;br /&gt;would you say that you'd always be there&lt;br /&gt;to kiss my pain away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would you be there to love to be with me&lt;br /&gt;would you swear that your love is always true&lt;br /&gt;would you say that you'd always be the one&lt;br /&gt;to take my breath away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would you be there to save my soul tonight&lt;br /&gt;would you swear that your love is always true&lt;br /&gt;would you say that you'd always be there&lt;br /&gt;to kiss my pain away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would you be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-1766687186091010040?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/1766687186091010040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=1766687186091010040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;staff retreat- RTs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/RmgqAEyq2vI/AAAAAAAAAJE/WDERJOr5MrE/s1600-h/DSC02471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073351161007495922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/RmgqAEyq2vI/AAAAAAAAAJE/WDERJOr5MrE/s320/DSC02471.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my adorable students(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-3116051744896668204</id><published>2007-05-25T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T23:04:28.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha i really love my hair. received both compliments and dismissive comments. haha, but still, i love my hair! its super comfortable and short and managable and i just feel great! especially when the other girls are like sweating n feeling damn hot like nobody's business, i feel super freshed! haha is this an ad for 2-way? *laughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay ytd went back to jj for the junior's invest. its damn cool la. red carpets, studio shots, and they even recorded a song! haha nice one zhongru! he sings damn well la. and he still said its not good, its good to be humble though ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yup so talked to mr ng after that..he looks really tired. he looks super grateful when we offered to massage him. i bet he havent got that for months. anyway, i hope he gets better(: oh yah, and time for photos!! ta-dahh~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/RlbxhGbKhvI/AAAAAAAAAHc/3vsMBvJGUVU/s1600-h/DSC02438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068503981614597874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/RlbxhGbKhvI/AAAAAAAAAHc/3vsMBvJGUVU/s320/DSC02438.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 handsome boys. one thin one and the other who loves drumsticks, getting.. um..haha(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/RlbxymbKhwI/AAAAAAAAAHk/fNeCB2XNfQo/s1600-h/DSC02441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068504282262308610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/RlbxymbKhwI/AAAAAAAAAHk/fNeCB2XNfQo/s320/DSC02441.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ladies. okay 4 ladies and a cute boy(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/RlbySGbKhxI/AAAAAAAAAHs/bv13wt8nfZQ/s1600-h/DSC02443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068504823428187922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/RlbySGbKhxI/AAAAAAAAAHs/bv13wt8nfZQ/s320/DSC02443.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i guess i'm beginning to accept the fact that i'm a BOY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/Rlb1a2bKhyI/AAAAAAAAAH0/ih_-BeO0I9Q/s1600-h/DSC02446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068508272286926626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/Rlb1a2bKhyI/AAAAAAAAAH0/ih_-BeO0I9Q/s320/DSC02446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/Rlb1a2bKhyI/AAAAAAAAAH0/ih_-BeO0I9Q/s1600-h/DSC02446.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me and mr fei. now's my turn: how's the air down there?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/Rlb1qmbKhzI/AAAAAAAAAH8/0MBFl_1FTSY/s1600-h/DSC02449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068508542869866290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/Rlb1qmbKhzI/AAAAAAAAAH8/0MBFl_1FTSY/s320/DSC02449.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the old-not-full-c3 comm and the new-yet-full-c3 comm. okay the older and the old c3 comm. haha(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/Rlb2EWbKh0I/AAAAAAAAAIE/QOw0hxqiAxQ/s1600-h/DSC02450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068508985251497794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/Rlb2EWbKh0I/AAAAAAAAAIE/QOw0hxqiAxQ/s320/DSC02450.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposed to be me and desmond taking only. dunno where all those extras come from. hais i tink i'm fat. OKAY its the HAIRRR(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/Rlb2UmbKh1I/AAAAAAAAAIM/r8GNlmiwm9U/s1600-h/DSC02454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068509264424372050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/Rlb2UmbKh1I/AAAAAAAAAIM/r8GNlmiwm9U/s320/DSC02454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cute mr koh and me. haha we took quite a few times. first photo we were both munching. chicken. NICE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068509642381494114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/Rlb2qmbKh2I/AAAAAAAAAIU/T7XPrEh3HS8/s320/DSC02456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me and fat majie. okay fat majie and fat ah boy(: happy girl? *laughs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/Rlb3sWbKh3I/AAAAAAAAAIc/ZKuyFEsaGjo/s1600-h/DSC02457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068510771957892978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/Rlb3sWbKh3I/AAAAAAAAAIc/ZKuyFEsaGjo/s320/DSC02457.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/Rlb3sWbKh3I/AAAAAAAAAIc/ZKuyFEsaGjo/s1600-h/DSC02457.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me and yala-proud-house-captain-cai-luzhou..haha the first thing he said to me ytd was: hey bikila won leh! as if i'm in bikila. LOL. yah and stop trying to look cool la. haha u r beside the handsomest boy lor(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/Rlb35mbKh4I/AAAAAAAAAIk/JhJwIeWzjug/s1600-h/DSC02458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068510999591159682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/Rlb35mbKh4I/AAAAAAAAAIk/JhJwIeWzjug/s320/DSC02458.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/Rlb35mbKh4I/AAAAAAAAAIk/JhJwIeWzjug/s1600-h/DSC02458.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lovely celeste. i know u got a lot of presents lahh. dun need purposely drop on the florr to show me one mahh. jealous lehh. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/Rlb4MWbKh5I/AAAAAAAAAIs/b26L5XwVStY/s1600-h/DSC02460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068511321713706898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/Rlb4MWbKh5I/AAAAAAAAAIs/b26L5XwVStY/s320/DSC02460.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me and my sweetest cutest junior GERMAINE. haha ever since i put on ur blazer for u, though u not in my comm(are u? i'm confused. u al lgot too many comms. no,no u're not(: ) okay anyway GERMAINE  I LOVE YOU!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay thats about it. haha i will update about fairfield when i get back from the staff retreat. with PHOTOS. yup anyway today was my last day. it was quite a good ending, with us slacking in the staffroom eating chicken pies, missing the school bus, lonbang-ing ferris's car with erm..6 people with no sense of direction looking for the guild house..sharing a table with gladys, shuyi they all..super good company(not to mention the free coke though) and yah all i can say is i'll miss fairfield!! haha thats about it. okay i'm going to look like a goldfish if i dun go to sleep now. GOODNIGHT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-3116051744896668204?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/3116051744896668204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=3116051744896668204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/3116051744896668204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/3116051744896668204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2007/05/haha-i-really-love-my-hair.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/RlbxhGbKhvI/AAAAAAAAAHc/3vsMBvJGUVU/s72-c/DSC02438.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-8517590132057827613</id><published>2007-05-20T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T01:06:16.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;saturday, 19 may 2007.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cut my &lt;strong&gt;hair&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;trimmed&lt;/strong&gt; uncertainties&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;your eyes are to see, not to blind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the tongue is to speak, not to accuse&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ones conscience to guide, not to lose&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;each gift to be received, old or new&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cut my hair really short today. went to 2way. jeffrey was there *grins* he cut my hair for me. told him i wan sth short and style and yup, suitable for me to still teach. well, the first 2 he did quite well. as for the 3rd, i'm still unsure. dun tink its too short i guess. hopefully not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met our juniors on nour way home. okay our= chingting and me. yup we went to cut our hair together. they are so cute. i'm realkly looking forward to meeting them on thursday. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to ntu today. the talk was good. the people are damn nice. haha and i'm going to ntu. maritime studies. haha and i am going to try for scholarship no matter what. haha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sorry, i'm not a faker. just dun wanna disturb the little peace. well i dun like to fight or aruge. at least not with people whom i dun like to argue with. dun wanna make it look bad for you on the last few days of your, work. not excuses but i guess i'm just too lazy to explain to you whats going on. i dun have to la. neither do i have to be nice. and i dun tink i did. so whats the problem with the faker thing? please, check the dictionary if you have to. try longman. they have fucked up inside. (thanks to shengge and kuang teck)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey hey dun worry i'm not fucked up okay? just an example. *laughs* i'm going to so enjoy my last week of work. and miss u dudes soon. oh yah i had lunch cum tea with yingying, chui geok and william beng on friday. haha just finished ue when chui geok caught me and asked if i wanna go for coffee. she said mr ang going. so i said okay. then they started saying cuz william going den i so fast. haha O.o anyway nice time with them. haha chui geok u should work on your hokkien. then all the lingo will work. *winks*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/Rk8uF2bKhuI/AAAAAAAAAHU/N_dJX8YSLRg/s1600-h/DSC02425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066318783858771682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/Rk8uF2bKhuI/AAAAAAAAAHU/N_dJX8YSLRg/s320/DSC02425.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah anyway thats how short my hair is now (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-8517590132057827613?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/8517590132057827613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=8517590132057827613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/8517590132057827613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/8517590132057827613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2007/05/saturday-19-may-2007.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/Rk8uF2bKhuI/AAAAAAAAAHU/N_dJX8YSLRg/s72-c/DSC02425.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-3686260820348072645</id><published>2007-05-16T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T22:41:06.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm in office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay its 430 in the afternoon and i'm still in the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apologies to those who knock off at 6, i'm not trying to boast of my earlier knock-off timings..but yup..just felt like blogging from the school's comp..lay my back against the comfy chair..enjoy the aircon..and listening to some smoothing songs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mood went up these few days..because well..i dunno? haha but it feels just great. i think its because i'm just starting to miss the people here that i'll be leaving soon..haha i guess i'm crazy..i'm starting to find some colleagues okay..when i used to dislike them..and how we used to bitch about..well..them? haha. anyway, it feels great even when mama koh preached, and how i did crossword puzzles in this class with several kids, watched high school musical one and a half times in a day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i dunno how to put this through..but its damn stupid la..okay i might sound a bit sarcastic here..and i am okay (: well i said someone copied ideas from other people rite? i din say who it was and someone actually admitted!! quite delighted though, i may sound mean. haha and as i said, i am(: well, i cant be bothered to rebut u..haha since u wanna admit it yourself, i've got no choice. aha,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; conscience&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..*winces*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man i'm really missing weixiang. hey this is kinda a formal apology for going kbox without you okay? haha am really sorry really din know you were out so din invite you..dun be too sad hur? the next time u are free, we'll go ice skating, roller blading, pirates-watching *grins*, kbox-ing, night safari and anywhere la! okay? haha i'll make sure the ps queen ye jing ting goes too(: meanwhile, have fun in army!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i'm gonna log off soon..i must must must take photos with my ue kids someday..if not i'll miss them like hell..haha gtg dudes(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw i finally bought my new nike water bottle! when i went out with cindy last thurs(: haha damn chio rite? yeah stop nodding, its enuf(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/RksXwmbKhtI/AAAAAAAAAHM/6OOIGzR_jCg/s1600-h/DSC02405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065168329623897810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/RksXwmbKhtI/AAAAAAAAAHM/6OOIGzR_jCg/s320/DSC02405.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/RksXwmbKhtI/AAAAAAAAAHM/6OOIGzR_jCg/s1600-h/DSC02405.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realise. some people do look pleasing to the eyes when they keep their mouths shut. oops. is anyone going to put words in my mouth again? i din say who hor..(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-3686260820348072645?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/3686260820348072645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=3686260820348072645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/3686260820348072645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/3686260820348072645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-in-office.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/RksXwmbKhtI/AAAAAAAAAHM/6OOIGzR_jCg/s72-c/DSC02405.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-8824631312912537795</id><published>2007-05-11T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T23:08:09.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haven bin in a nice mood this couple of days..well if u count being in a super down mood reaching school den feel cheered up a little by a colleague and some adorable kids den go down again for no fucking reason..den i've bin a little okay for a day? or half? well i'm just in a damned mood this few days la. i pity my mum and sisters. and khai, sorry for giving u the i-am-so-irritated face. but its not you. i mean i gave that face to everyone. the kids, you great people, and those irritating assholes. well i dun reckon u migh read this. but anyway..i'm just..fucked up. (haha i'm reminded of shengge and kuangteck out of a sudden. oh yah and shengge kinda cheered me up on thursday. i kinda like 5D. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i'm talking to myself. well but i haven really bin talking to anyone recently, or rather haven had a decent conversation with any decent human beings except khai and chingting, or my sis bout my uni admission? yeah..otherwise its either i'm daydreaming or nothing got into me. ha. how great. i hate work now because i have to face some terrible people that i just cant seem to shake off. please. esther please dun even end up in the same uni with her. you can just die off if you ever do. waaa. i really need some decent-inside-out-deep-heart-probing talk with someone i can trust. like how? when my head literally blocks out everything unconcsiously every few seconds? i am just so not-in-the-state to write or talk sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only fact that i am sure now. i still have to face these fucking-pieces-of-shit for two weeks. okay one fucking-piece-of-shit will be away  after one week. thats the good news. bad news? i still have to face her for another week. how tough can life get? oh yah. and god knows when i can shake her off.  one week? yeah right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-8824631312912537795?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/8824631312912537795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=8824631312912537795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/8824631312912537795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/8824631312912537795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2007/05/haven-bin-in-nice-mood-this-couple-of.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-1628980925896950196</id><published>2007-04-30T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T22:43:55.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to watch 200 pounds beauty with khai and sinkuan on thurs. haha damn nice la. too bad serene was sick. oh btw they are my colleagues (: and friends. i cried like hell la. and i meant i cried. not sobbed. i literally was waah-aaahing inside the theater. haven had a chance to cry for very long alr. so yah. haha anyway its a very nice and touching movie. should go and watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maria... ave maria...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a bazaar for qin-workshop on saturday..sales were okay..not considered good but earned some minus the rental. but i had quite an unplesant experience. yup was telling the girl beside me stall how i hate ppl who copy other people's designs and ideas..and she agrees. (: great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean its really irritating and cheap to copy other people's ideas den still sell it somemore. forget the marketing ideas, even the designs! not all from me though. but my other fren. okay for those who have no idea what i'm talking about just ignore this kays? i desperately need to vent my frustration. because i cant be bothered to reason it out with someone who doesnt care about creativity and originality. its your own personality that you are stepping on. not mine. but i pity those who buy other people's ideas from you. too bad for them la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i told you before. i hate it when u copy others ideas. and i believe only those who are original and creative will survive. you will just be the one who will always follow shabbily behind. yeah, and smell my fart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-1628980925896950196?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/1628980925896950196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=1628980925896950196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/1628980925896950196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/1628980925896950196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2007/04/went-to-watch-200-pounds-beauty-with.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-5356642577563939956</id><published>2007-04-15T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T15:43:44.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hey hey haha here i am to update about the council outing! is it a bit late? haha i tink so. but its okay. late better than never. btw to all, pls do not tag on this blog about your shop ads k? this is my personal blog. if you wanan tag go to my blogshop n tag. here are the photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/RiHVPsqfp1I/AAAAAAAAADM/cbvvdc5zjE0/s1600-h/DSC02231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053554722550556498" style="FLOAT: left; 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After extolling the school and its dedicated staff, he offered a question: "When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the natural order of  things in my son?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The audience was stilled by the query. The father continued. "I believe,that when a child like Shay, physically and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize true human nature presents itself, and it comes, in the way other people treat that child."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he told the following story:  Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were playing baseball. Shay asked,"Do you think they'll let me play?" Shay's father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their team, but the father also understood that if  his son were allowed to play, it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked if Shay could play, not expecting much. The boy looked around for guidance and said, "We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth inning." Shay struggled over to the team's bench put on a team shirt with a broad smile and his Father had a small tear in his eye and warmth in his heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted.  In the bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the ninth inning, Shay's team scored again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now,with two outs and the bases loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be next at bat. At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat. Everyone knew that a hit was all but impossible 'cause Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly, much less connect with the ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing the other team putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least be able to make contact.     The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay. As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball right back to the pitcher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game would now be over, but the pitcher picked up the soft grounder and could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been out and that would have been the end of the game. Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the head of the first baseman, out of reach of all team mates.  Everyone from the stands and both teams started yelling,  "Shay, run to first! Run to first!" Never in his life had Shay ever ran that    far but made it to first base.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He scampered down the baseline, wide-eyed and startled. Everyone yelled, "Run to second, run to second!" Catching his breath, Shay awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to second base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right  fielder had the ball, the smallest guy on their team, who had a chance to be the hero for his team for the first time.  He could have thrown the ball to the second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intentions and he too intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him circled the bases toward home. All were screaming, "Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay". Shay reached third base, the opposing shortstop ran to help him and turned him in the direction of third base, and shouted, "Run to third! Shay, run to third"  As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams and those watching were on their feet were screaming, "Shay, run home! Shay ran to home, stepped on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the "grand slam" and won the game for his team. That day, said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face, the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity into this    world. Sha  didn't make it to another summer and died that winter, having never forgotten being the hero and making his Father so happy and coming home and seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-6218281422663010829?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/6218281422663010829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=6218281422663010829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/6218281422663010829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/6218281422663010829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-cried-when-i-read-this.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-8930057858027367910</id><published>2007-04-02T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T23:55:05.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hey guys i have set up a blogshop online, currently on sale are d.i.y. shoes that i am designing so just check it out when you're free and if you're interested just leave me a tag! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-3898965215363403072</id><published>2007-03-26T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T22:04:02.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha i'm finally blogging again. haha today went to lido to watch movie with serene khai and sinkuan. haha we went up lido and saw this super long queue den we were like what? this had better not be the queue for tics. its damn long such that it surrounds the whole ring part la. anyway i tink it was the launching of this new game called what command thingy..haha sometimes i really admire these fanatics. they are like..whoa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway we watched the movie 300. haha when we bought the tickets the person was like are u all 18? den she pointed to me specifically. haha den i sian diao lor. den i was digging for my ic. haha cannot find! oh that reminds me, i should go ad dig out my ic, wherever it is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway the movie is nice la. though its a bit gruesome and contains nudity..but the plot and scenes are nice. haha i cried. can u believe it? i cried for this war movie. haha anyway its nice. worthed watching. 650 nia anyway. haha gtg le. tmr morning stil lgot school. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-3898965215363403072?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/3898965215363403072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=3898965215363403072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/3898965215363403072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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to school and the first person i saw was glen. haha hope he din see me in my pathetic and frantic look. okay  and i reached school in a rush, only to find out that i've got no lessons until in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;how great.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i went into 5G with sk. haha cuz its her new lesson. and we were both tired(considered that we both turned up for the bbq last nite) haha she's got 27 periods of 45min/period every week la. thats DAMN A LOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23/03/07 9:24 i showed sk what i wrote.&lt;br /&gt;23/03/07 9:25 sk: you very eng rite? help me staple this.&lt;br /&gt;23/03/07 9:25 esther O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay anyway chatting session was fun ytd. haha super fun. especially with jannah around. haha super lame leh this macik. haha. aiyo i dunno wad else to blog liao. haha cuz i'm super tired. from ytd. haha gtg le la. later kanna caught. today's shopping day~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-5015106550218187592</id><published>2007-03-08T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T21:06:36.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hah guess i haven been blogging for some super long period of time. well, i was busy. busy with work and stuff. haha so now i'm going to write a short entry. reason being? i'm going china tmr. haha flying off in the morning. havent finished packing my luggage yet. how great. haha so i have to go off alr. to pack my luggage. bid me goodbye. haha will upload more photos when i come back. off i go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-5015106550218187592?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.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-15009739.post-5291727363008443299</id><published>2007-02-04T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T22:43:54.003+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love is in the air~'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha love fiesta's over! haha it was super fun plus tiring. now i can make very nice ice blended liao. haha and guess wad? we profited more than 1k! cool right? but we only getting a portion back. haha but that's better than nothing. lol. and i sprayed my hair green. hahas so fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/RcXv2TVewWI/AAAAAAAAAAY/lYUYCrxmrhU/s1600-h/DSC02040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027688275211370850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/RcXv2TVewWI/AAAAAAAAAAY/lYUYCrxmrhU/s320/DSC02040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me and chengjoo (=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/RcXwKDVewXI/AAAAAAAAAAk/PoN7gi-t3So/s1600-h/DSC02041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027688614513787250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/RcXwKDVewXI/AAAAAAAAAAk/PoN7gi-t3So/s320/DSC02041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my greeeeen hair. nice right? lol.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/RcXwsTVewZI/AAAAAAAAAA0/PZhHvEs0QQU/s1600-h/DSC02054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027689202924306834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/RcXwsTVewZI/AAAAAAAAAA0/PZhHvEs0QQU/s320/DSC02054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me and jannah (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/RcXw8TVewaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/KSpkJGgok3k/s1600-h/DSC02056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027689477802213794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/RcXw8TVewaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/KSpkJGgok3k/s320/DSC02056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-5291727363008443299?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/5291727363008443299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-881106892002732785</id><published>2007-02-03T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T00:25:39.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>met up with xinjie and cindy today. haha was leaving school when cindy called so i met up with them at woodlands and we went town. cin in jeans n tube, xinjie in skirt n blouse, while me in t-shirt n fbt shorts. wad a wonderful contrast. haha so when we reached orchard, i decided to change back to my pants. &lt;strong&gt;cuz it was freaking cold&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha anyway we went heeren and had wanton mee. xinjie's treat. den we took neoprints. shall i upload them? wait hur. i go on scanner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh heh..done. oh yah i've got a ring. but i'm lazy to take photos n connect n upload. haha its from my godma anyway. got diamonds okay. small ones la. okay tiny ones. lol. but still can pawn for money when in need. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW is LOVE FIESTA!! haha council got 3 booth lor. so cool. 1 is 24th,1 is 25th, 1 is 26th. hahas i gtg sleep alr. super tired. SUPER. hahas shall upload photos tmr =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/RcNlUDVewVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8LiN1wCt18Y/s1600-h/File0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026973004242796882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/RcNlUDVewVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8LiN1wCt18Y/s320/File0012.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/15009739-881106892002732785?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/881106892002732785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=881106892002732785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/881106892002732785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/881106892002732785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2007/02/met-up-with-xinjie-and-cindy-today.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NV2N45DUuPc/RcNlUDVewVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8LiN1wCt18Y/s72-c/File0012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-116922126377174458</id><published>2007-01-19T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T23:41:03.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay as i've said in my previous post, i've been going to sentosa for the past few days.. i shall upload some photos of the sentosa trips..and of cuz, some random photos of the life i've been taking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/1600/979170/DSC01993.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/200/960263/DSC01993.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/1600/900932/DSC01996.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/200/52008/DSC01996.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/1600/986645/DSC01997.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/320/121753/DSC01997.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;okay these are photos of my desk and my neighbour's desk. okay the imac belongs to someone else, but i am sitting next to it &lt;strong&gt;everyday.&lt;/strong&gt; lol wads wrong with me seriously?lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/1600/883116/DSC02000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/320/142784/DSC02000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay that's retarded me. ha that's on the second day. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/1600/939890/DSC02004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/200/373436/DSC02004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay that's supposed to be a cockroach. a green n shimmering one somemore. freaks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/1600/368556/DSC02010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/200/714076/DSC02010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brave daniel. (: those are crawling scorpions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/1600/162074/DSC02015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/200/636598/DSC02015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms lau's not bad either. okay boy u've got three i've got two. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/1600/755533/DSC02018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/200/390056/DSC02018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey i've picked the butterfly up myself! now i noe how to catch a butterfly without using a net(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/1600/742823/DSC02030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/320/253365/DSC02030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, presenting to u, ms khai and ms lau!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-116922126377174458?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/116922126377174458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=116922126377174458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/116922126377174458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/116922126377174458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2007/01/okay-as-ive-said-in-my-previous-post.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-116904524466982805</id><published>2007-01-17T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T22:47:24.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ugh i'm so dead. guess what am i doing now? hahas preparing worksheets for the kids. i'm so dead la. went sentosa for 2 days alr cuz the p6 kids are having their learning journey. they are like super rich larr. bought snapple n coffee bean n new zealand ice cream and they dont feel the pinch! oh man i tink they will regret not saving more money when they graduate and become adults and pay the adult fare! okay at least that's how i'm feeling now. brr. i topped up my card for like 20 bucks last week and now its like left with 3 bucks?! @$%$#(^%*)&amp;@ damn the bus fares!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay actually i've got photos but i dun really feel like uploading cuz yup as i've said, i need to finish up the worksheets for the kids. how to prepare english worksheets for p3 n p5? somebody pls help murrrrrrrrrrr~~ okay i'm just lamenting. it helps though. chocolates help too. *grins* hahas i'm so mad~~~~~~~~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-116904524466982805?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/116904524466982805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=116904524466982805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/116904524466982805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/116904524466982805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2007/01/ugh-im-so-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-116827142262064521</id><published>2007-01-08T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T23:50:22.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahas i've been busy at work and for orientation..hahas so today i shall blog on some updates. anyway, orientation was just over. hahas i was attached to this wonderful og 6 and i really gained a lot..i mean, its like my first time being a fac, and its something closer to being an ogl which i've never been one. yeah and after orientation, on sunday, we had a half-council outing farewell dinner to send jenny susian n ben off. cuz jenny's going back to vietnam n ben n susian are going ns. yeah so thats how i roughly spend my one week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas and the class that i'm teaching is super duper adorable la!! really lor..hahas if i have a change i might take their photos for u all to see. but teaching's tired. marking's worse. listening to a lesson is the ultimate. i almost fell asleep when meixing was teaching today. aww i need sleep man. hahas now's for photos! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/1600/742854/DSC01982.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/320/863830/DSC01982.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/1600/773138/DSC01985.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/1600/773138/DSC01985.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;group photo for the ladies. okay. erm for the ladies who werent that late, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/1600/773138/DSC01985.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/320/545940/DSC01985.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;group photo (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas now its time for fotos of orientation(: &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/1600/460914/DSC01957.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/320/27583/DSC01957.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning pt for the j1s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/1600/398042/DSC01965.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/320/385622/DSC01965.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jj night decor. well done zhongru(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/1600/627577/DSC01971.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/320/152127/DSC01971.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;balloon-'releaser'. my enemy is marzuki. *laughs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/1600/477868/DSC01974.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/320/328480/DSC01974.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-116827142262064521?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/116827142262064521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=116827142262064521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/116827142262064521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/116827142262064521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2007/01/hahas-ive-been-busy-at-work-and-for.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-116758607816741350</id><published>2007-01-01T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T01:27:58.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>for prom photos, please go to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s121.photobucket.com/albums/o226/notrealliesther/prom%202006/"&gt;http://s121.photobucket.com/albums/o226/notrealliesther/prom%202006/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-116758607816741350?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/116758607816741350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=116758607816741350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/116758607816741350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/116758607816741350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2007/01/for-prom-photos-please-go-to-https121.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-116720376618743571</id><published>2006-12-27T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T15:16:06.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>due to popular public requests, esther is here to blog. so stop calling my secretary n flooding my inbox kays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. i must be mad. yeah i tink my headache is driving me mad. but since i'm here, i shall update. this is my second entry actually. cuz the first one just shut down without saving. so its like, what the hell? okay anway i'm having a splitting headache now, cuz i slept in school last nite. weixiang sk susian pat n me stayed over for ogl camp ytd n i slept only at around 4 plus in the morning and was out to work by 7 plus. yeah that explains why i'm so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm my current condition. i'm working in fairfield methodist pri as a relief teacher. jobscope: undefined &lt;strong&gt;yet&lt;/strong&gt;. hahas nice one. okay anyway i went for the staff meeting today. thats part of the &lt;em&gt;reason&lt;/em&gt; why i'm having such a &lt;em&gt;bad&lt;/em&gt; headache now. hahas now i know how hard it is to endure like 2 and a half hours of meeting. but it was quite fun. after tea, we joined the staff dedication and i did sth embarassing, again. okay i shall not dab on it. erm the session was more of like a service, though i've never been to one. but it was fun la. yeah so now i'm home n i should be in bed very soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm had christmas dinner with weixiang chengjoo n susian at suntec marche on monday. wanted to upload the photos, but i guess too many ppl's blogging so the server is busy. and thats the reason why my previous post disappeared. sorry weixiang, but i'll update another day. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new year resolution 2007: enjoy orientation n play like crazy, have fun at work and do my best for that, get into a good uni with a desired course though i dunno wad course i wanna take and..good health for my family, friends and myself. thats all. okay i wun be blogging too frequently so yah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR! =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-116720376618743571?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/116720376618743571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=116720376618743571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/116720376618743571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/116720376618743571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2006/12/due-to-popular-public-requests-esther.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-116652032726126931</id><published>2006-12-19T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T17:25:27.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahas just finished dumping several bags of rubbish from my cabinets. hmmm finally packed my room a bit. hahas but there's still quite a lot left undone. rainy weather today, so i'm kinda lazy. its good that i updated. (dont ask for too much weixiang, lol.) hmmm tmr go out take more photos ba. den perhaps i might blog something&lt;strong&gt; more&lt;/strong&gt;. hahas gtg den. need to shit. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-116652032726126931?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/116652032726126931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=116652032726126931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/116652032726126931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/116652032726126931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2006/12/hahas-just-finished-dumping-several.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-116503460150252209</id><published>2006-12-02T12:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T12:43:21.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhh i feel so tired. quite lazy to blog. shall upload pictures only=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/1600/970148/DSC01780.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/200/492285/DSC01780.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/1600/970148/DSC01780.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;erm. new shoes i bought for my prom. wah seh damn difficult to walk in that. O.o&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/1600/834967/DSC01785.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/200/568011/DSC01785.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/1600/834967/DSC01785.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/1600/970148/DSC01780.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;eh sakae-ing n shopping with sinying jiafeng and weixiang, but we forgot to take photos. this was taken when sinying took the other train home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/1600/510705/DSC01797.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/200/954647/DSC01797.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/1600/513782/DSC01795.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;eh my newly designed shoes. can i call it pumps? not sure either. but i certainly love it =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/1600/513782/DSC01795.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/200/895364/DSC01795.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/1600/513782/DSC01795.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/1600/513782/DSC01795.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-116503460150252209?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/116503460150252209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=116503460150252209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/116503460150252209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/116503460150252209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2006/12/ahhh-i-feel-so-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-116452579612846259</id><published>2006-11-26T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T15:23:16.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yayas just had council outing! love my council mates to bits! hahas we had bbq, went roller-blading, mahjong sessions on the bed rack, played blackjack with poker n satay sticks, fell at the same spot for like 3 times within 15 mins? and a lot of fun n crap stuffs la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we took this cab home from east coast with which the uncle made a detour la!! O.o zzZ&lt;br /&gt;den weixiang say if my sis was on the cab he dunno wad might happen to the cab driver..lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas time for photos!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/1600/965889/DSC01759.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/200/960668/DSC01759.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/1600/965889/DSC01759.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/1600/904884/DSC01760.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/200/530074/DSC01760.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/1600/904884/DSC01760.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/1600/829560/DSC01769.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/1600/904884/DSC01760.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/1600/904884/DSC01760.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my manicure!! hahas i did it myself wor! *smiles proudly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/1600/481608/DSC01761.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/200/351043/DSC01761.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and chingting. hahas when was the last time we took a photo together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/1600/260889/DSC01766.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/200/996126/DSC01766.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/1600/260889/DSC01766.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/1600/260889/DSC01766.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darn. weibin appeared out of nowhere n gave us a fright. O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/1600/782522/DSC01767.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/200/104952/DSC01767.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ms teeny weeny tanny n me. and the cute little prawn waiting to be eaten.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/1600/965594/DSC01765.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/1600/481608/DSC01761.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/1600/317515/DSC01768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/200/496257/DSC01768.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/1600/481608/DSC01761.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/1600/481608/DSC01761.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/1600/481608/DSC01761.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/1600/481608/DSC01761.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/1600/965594/DSC01765.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/1600/260889/DSC01766.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/1600/904884/DSC01760.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;that cute little prawn. awwws.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/1600/965594/DSC01765.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/200/960019/DSC01765.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the five pretty ladies =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/1600/829560/DSC01769.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/200/63341/DSC01769.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;gruesome scene at the chalet. that leg belongs to chingting. the blood? i tink weixiang's. lol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/1600/714341/DSC01771.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/200/651006/DSC01771.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3907/1376/1600/965594/DSC01765.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;standard gambling's den set up by standard gamblers. the good thing is, we dont smoke. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-116452579612846259?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/116452579612846259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=116452579612846259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/116452579612846259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/116452579612846259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2006/11/yayas-just-had-council-outing-love-my.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-116404139071938827</id><published>2006-11-21T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T00:52:01.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yays my alevels are finally over! hahas i finally have time to do other stuffs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it seems like jeffery finally has time to do all these senseless things liao...oh my..are u like going to paste my url on ur blog to show the rest of ur so-called supporters?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man i'm already scared..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas i guess you really have nothing better to do..but wad to do? the rest of the world are busy doing something that at least contributes to some part of the society..but here he is..wasting his already-limited brain cells, his parents' money,insulting other bloggers..wait, u still wan me to continue? u tink i got time to waste a whole blog entry on you huh? hahas seriously, go get a life and just stop bothering us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, i gave u one entry already. that's quite alot of attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;now, shoo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-116404139071938827?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/116404139071938827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=116404139071938827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/116404139071938827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/116404139071938827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2006/11/yays-my-alevels-are-finally-over-hahas.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-116366135527431674</id><published>2006-11-16T15:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T15:15:55.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#A67C51" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are Milk Chocolate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#C69C6D"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatkindofchocolateareyouquiz/milk-chocolate.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A total dreamer, you spend most of your time with your head in the clouds.&lt;br /&gt;You often think of the future, and you are always working toward your ideal life.&lt;br /&gt;Also nostelgic, you rarely forget a meaningful moment... even those from long ago.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/whatkindofchocolateareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Chocolate Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-116366135527431674?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/116366135527431674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=116366135527431674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/116366135527431674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/116366135527431674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2006/11/you-are-milk-chocolate-total-dreamer.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-116314705204109507</id><published>2006-11-10T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T16:24:12.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>5 things are happening at the same time in your house which needs your&lt;br /&gt;attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- The phone is ringing.&lt;br /&gt;2- The baby is crying.&lt;br /&gt;3- Somebody is knocking at your door.&lt;br /&gt;4- You hang out your washing outside and it has started to rain.&lt;br /&gt;5- You did not turn off the tap in the kitchen and the water is starting&lt;br /&gt;overflowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In what order will you solve these problems?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;hahas my answer was 5,4,2,3,1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;hai honest me..lol..time for the answers..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each point represents something in your life.&lt;br /&gt;You can see on the following list the definition of each point:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- Phone : work&lt;br /&gt;2- Baby : family&lt;br /&gt;3- Door : friends&lt;br /&gt;4- Washing : money&lt;br /&gt;5- Water : sex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas how should i react? hmmm..nvm la..i did it for fun anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh heh time for some photos..hee hee here are some things that i did besides studying.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/1376/1600/DSC01717.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/1376/200/DSC01717.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/1376/1600/DSC01707.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/1376/200/DSC01707.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm..like altering my jj tie? hahas nice eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/1376/1600/DSC01718.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px" height="170" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/1376/200/DSC01718.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/1376/1600/DSC01719.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" height="169" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/1376/200/DSC01719.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/1376/1600/DSC01719.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and like designing my pouch? hahas i tink the fabric paint wun stick on the glossy surface for too long eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/1376/1600/DSC01715.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/1376/200/DSC01715.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/1376/1600/DSC01714.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/1376/200/DSC01714.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/1376/1600/DSC01712.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/1376/200/DSC01712.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/1376/1600/DSC01716.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/1376/200/DSC01716.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/1376/1600/DSC01712.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/1376/1600/DSC01716.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and my newly-designed converse shoes! hahas..okay i go study physics liao. :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-116314705204109507?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/116314705204109507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=116314705204109507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/116314705204109507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/116314705204109507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2006/11/5-things-are-happening-at-same-time-in.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-116289909728601331</id><published>2006-11-07T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T19:31:37.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;maths paper 1 is over! hees that means i'm one more step closer to my freedom! hahas anyways i wanna show u guys wad kinda support my sis and mum have been giving me..hahas good or bad, i cant decide. but i really appreciate it la. thanks ah =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/1376/1600/DSC01699.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/1376/200/DSC01702.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-116289909728601331?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/116289909728601331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=116289909728601331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/116289909728601331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/116289909728601331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2006/11/maths-paper-1-is-over-hees-that-means.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-116261901940451103</id><published>2006-11-04T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T13:43:39.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;thirteen more days to my freedom!!!!!! muahahahhahahas. ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-116261901940451103?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/116261901940451103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=116261901940451103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/116261901940451103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/116261901940451103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2006/11/thirteen-more-days-to-my-freedom.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-116162076967814951</id><published>2006-10-24T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T00:26:09.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>to all my friends taking the a levels this year, i know its a tough journey and many of us had wanted to give up at different points of time. but i hope after reading this true story, directed to me by my senior, will help to inspire and strengthen many of us. =) enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE GREATEST LAST PLACE FINISH EVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mexico, 1968&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of the cold darkness he came. John Stephen Akhwari of Tanzania entered at the far end of the stadium, pain hobbling his every step, his leg bloody and bandaged. The winner of the marathon had been declared over an hour earlier. Only a few spectators remained. But the lone runner pressed on. As he crossed the finish line, the small crowd roared out its appreciation. Afterward, a reporter asked the runner why he had not retired from the race, since he had no chance of winning. He seemed confused by the question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, he answered:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My country did not send me to Mexico City to start the race. They sent me to finish."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-End-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15009739-116162076967814951?l=oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/feeds/116162076967814951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15009739&amp;postID=116162076967814951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/116162076967814951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15009739/posts/default/116162076967814951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreocookieschocolatepop.blogspot.com/2006/10/to-all-my-friends-taking-a-levels-this.html' title=''/><author><name>esther</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15009739.post-116144903411152264</id><published>2006-10-22T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T00:46:48.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahas 2nd attempt suceeded!&lt;br /&gt;i got my photos into my com! hees. so here are the photos during my thrilling studying days.. and the chestnut drive camp..and of cuz, the first photo depicts my hamster~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/1376/1600/DSC01572.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/1376/200/DSC01572.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/1376/1600/DSC01564.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/1376/200/DSC01564.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/1376/1600/DSC01579.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/1376/200/DSC01579.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/1376/1600/DSC01579.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/1376/1600/DSC01579.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/1376/1600/DSC01579.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/1376/1600/DSC01587.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/1376/200/DSC01587.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/1376/1600/DSC01579.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/1376/1600/DSC01579.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/1376/1600/DSC01591.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/1376/200/DSC01591.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/1376/1600/DSC01579.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/1376/1600/DSC01579.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/1376/1600/DSC01579.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/1376/1600/DSC01579.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/1376/1600/DSC01628.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/1376/200/DSC01628.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/1376/1600/DSC01579.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/1376/1600/DSC01587.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/1376/1600/DSC01629.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/1376/1600/DSC01629.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/1376/200/DSC01629.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/1376/1600/DSC01629.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/1376/1600/DSC01629.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/1376/1600/DSC01629.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/1376/1600/DSC01651.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; 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