<?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-7094801144836024803</id><updated>2011-07-08T21:02:05.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>p3ckyz.blogspot.com - My life in words.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17280197029064292468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>307</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-2306665058211774062</id><published>2010-07-11T18:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T18:48:15.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ooooh blogger has a new layout thingy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks nicer now. I might continue blogging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see now. I have nothing much to say currently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe next time?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-2306665058211774062?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/2306665058211774062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=2306665058211774062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/2306665058211774062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/2306665058211774062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2010/07/ooooh-blogger-has-new-layout-thingy.html' title=''/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17280197029064292468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-121329631931944558</id><published>2010-05-20T12:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T12:44:44.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm just sitting on my bed and suddenly I realise how useless I am.&lt;br /&gt;I know a lot of things, but I'm good at none.&lt;br /&gt;A jack of all trades, a master of none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can earn money, I cannot keep.&lt;br /&gt;I can study, I cannot do well.&lt;br /&gt;I can sing and play the guitar, I cannot perform well.&lt;br /&gt;I can do the housework and cook, I cannot do them well.&lt;br /&gt;I can help my brother with his homework, I cannot teach well.&lt;br /&gt;I can talk a lot, I cannot speak well.&lt;br /&gt;I can give advice, I cannot follow them well.&lt;br /&gt;I can listen, I cannot remember.&lt;br /&gt;I ask people to be happy, I get emotional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just another of those days. I just feel like a burden to everybody. =.=&lt;br /&gt;I'm graduating next Tuesday. My friend on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;I need a job. I need someone there for me. I guess I was too used to somebody being there for me when I need it. I need to grow up. I need to learn. I need more time. Maybe I shouldn't think too much eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-121329631931944558?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/121329631931944558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=121329631931944558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/121329631931944558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/121329631931944558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-just-sitting-on-my-bed-and-suddenly.html' title=''/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17280197029064292468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-8226261003650538204</id><published>2010-05-10T10:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T10:18:06.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's may, and my work in april has ended.&lt;br /&gt;it's one of the most enjoyable experience i ever had.&lt;br /&gt;have made lotsa new friends, most of which i'm keeping and will make the effort to continue being friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;learnt new things as well. especially about track events. learnt new soft skills as well. will help me in the long run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really enjoyed working with this bunch of people, this company, this lady boss. i hope they feel the same way too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to find one day to go to school to collect my graduation gown. yes, i'm graduating. May 25, if you wanna take a picture with me, let me know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about graduation. smu, ntu has sent me rejection letters. not a surprise to me, kinda expected it. but it still hurt. and it came while i was sick and rolling around in bed. awful. next thing in line, work. am looking for a full time job (i know it's not gonna be as fun as the previous one i've worked but i want to make the most out of it). i hope i find one that suits me. i am really picky. and i know that they say "beggars can't be choosers". well. i'm not a beggar, and i jolly well can choose what i want to do.i don't want a job that makes me sit in front of a computer typing random numbers and letters from 9 - 6. i won't learn anything from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want a job that lets me work, and learn at the same time. because i believe that learning never stops (note, i said learning, not studies) try as many things as i can to find out what suits me best :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i know i haven't been updating, but if you followed my facebook, twitter and tumblr closely, you will know what's going on in my life ! GO FOLLOW ME NAO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-8226261003650538204?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/8226261003650538204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=8226261003650538204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/8226261003650538204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/8226261003650538204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-may-and-my-work-in-april-has-ended.html' title=''/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17280197029064292468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-5566002797793118876</id><published>2010-04-11T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T18:02:30.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's wrong with me?</title><content type='html'>I'm like a bird, I'll only fly away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what has come over me these few days. Been feeling really down. Maybe it's the weather, maybe it's my hormones, maybe it's the people, maybe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my recent Facebook statuses have been really emo. But I have no idea why I'm like that. I'm trying very hard to stay happy. But, it is hard. Maybe I'm born to be upset and sad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe. Now only if there wasn't so much maybes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-5566002797793118876?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/5566002797793118876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=5566002797793118876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/5566002797793118876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/5566002797793118876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2010/04/whats-wrong-with-me.html' title='What&apos;s wrong with me?'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17280197029064292468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-249925828179366101</id><published>2010-03-19T23:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T23:21:12.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My mother's birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;See!? Told you I'm gonna post pictures of my mum's birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so hardworking :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/S6OT1VIm2tI/AAAAAAAAAVc/GoP3gAKUKSA/s1600-h/Photo0179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/S6OT1VIm2tI/AAAAAAAAAVc/GoP3gAKUKSA/s320/Photo0179.jpg" style="clear: both; float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0pt;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/S6OT17awL0I/AAAAAAAAAVk/AG2rQT-MnTM/s1600-h/Photo0180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/S6OT17awL0I/AAAAAAAAAVk/AG2rQT-MnTM/s320/Photo0180.jpg" style="clear: both; float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0pt;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/S6OT2RRo8II/AAAAAAAAAVs/5nqGYLFm-jM/s1600-h/Photo0181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/S6OT2RRo8II/AAAAAAAAAVs/5nqGYLFm-jM/s320/Photo0181.jpg" style="clear: both; float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0pt;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/S6OT2k9-PWI/AAAAAAAAAV0/jzHi5XYcwOI/s1600-h/Photo0182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/S6OT2k9-PWI/AAAAAAAAAV0/jzHi5XYcwOI/s320/Photo0182.jpg" style="clear: both; float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0pt;" /&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;The cake we got her from Awfully Chocolate (or something..)&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;&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;Her with baby number 1 Colee&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;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Celebrated at my Ah Yi's house.&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;&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;Candle blown out already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/S6OVBCxHNxI/AAAAAAAAAWE/5bmPWM5GMBY/s1600-h/Photo0183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/S6OVBCxHNxI/AAAAAAAAAWE/5bmPWM5GMBY/s320/Photo0183.jpg" style="clear: both; float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0pt;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/S6OVBrDKBUI/AAAAAAAAAWM/B6gH66jq1oQ/s1600-h/Photo0184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/S6OVBrDKBUI/AAAAAAAAAWM/B6gH66jq1oQ/s320/Photo0184.jpg" style="clear: both; float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0pt;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/S6OVCFSuMuI/AAAAAAAAAWU/M2FmHi3cfMw/s1600-h/Photo0185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/S6OVCFSuMuI/AAAAAAAAAWU/M2FmHi3cfMw/s320/Photo0185.jpg" style="clear: both; float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0pt;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/S6OVClq2gKI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aAaJktN0K6Q/s1600-h/Photo0186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/S6OVClq2gKI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aAaJktN0K6Q/s320/Photo0186.jpg" style="clear: both; float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0pt;" /&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;Her  with baby 1 &amp;amp; 2 Colee and Deeno&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;&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;Picture  taking&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;&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;Cut  Cake!!&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;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cutting  to smaller pieces to share&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what happened that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ignored her for the whole day. Nobody said anything about celebrating her birthday. She only knew that we were gonna buy a cake for her. She called daddy and he didn't know anything (which was true cuz we didn't exactly planned anything with him).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah yi called me asking how we were gonna celebrate her birthday. I told her we're gonna get cake from Vivo. She said okay, how about dinner. I went o.O right.. we forgot about dinner. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she suggested her place, she's gonna order pizza and KFC (the usual..) and invite her over. Nobody is to tell mummy that we were gonna celebrate at her house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.. so my mum went home after work, left some money for my sis to get dinner for ourselves and waited for my ah yi to fetch her to her house. She was complaining how nobody remembered her birthday, and that nobody cared for her etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we arrived at Ah yi's house (with cakes and babies in full force, daddy even went to fetch grandma to celebrate together!) she was sulking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know she's happy but she doesn't show. Maybe she's tired or sth. But I know you're happy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY MUMMY! I LOVE YOU :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-249925828179366101?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/249925828179366101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=249925828179366101' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/249925828179366101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/249925828179366101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-mothers-birthday.html' title='My mother&apos;s birthday'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17280197029064292468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/S6OT1VIm2tI/AAAAAAAAAVc/GoP3gAKUKSA/s72-c/Photo0179.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-8313039727498484564</id><published>2010-03-19T11:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T11:06:45.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>uh-huh. a 2.57 makes no much difference you know?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-8313039727498484564?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/8313039727498484564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=8313039727498484564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/8313039727498484564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/8313039727498484564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2010/03/uh-huh.html' title=''/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17280197029064292468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-8938370557877908467</id><published>2010-03-17T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T14:54:04.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>siblings</title><content type='html'>i don't know how many posts have i dedicated to my siblings &lt;br /&gt;but tell me. how stupid can your  siblings be?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;mine? really stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my  brother just decided to throw the newspapers that we put on the floor  for the dogs to pee and poo into the toilet bowl. and flushed them  down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me. why is it that me and my sister can be  so smart and have common sense but my brother who came out the same  place we did, be so retarded?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he must've gotten all the  recessive genes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe he's just different, maybe i  should see things his way?&lt;br /&gt;no. any other way i see it. nobody in  their straight minds will FLUSH NEWSPAPERS DOWN TOILET BOWLS. right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-8938370557877908467?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/8938370557877908467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=8938370557877908467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/8938370557877908467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/8938370557877908467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2010/03/siblings.html' title='siblings'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17280197029064292468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-221880286399685567</id><published>2010-03-11T23:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T23:24:30.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have been pretty lazy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no worries.. will be posting pictures from my mum's birthday celebration soon..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-221880286399685567?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/221880286399685567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=221880286399685567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/221880286399685567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/221880286399685567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-have-been-pretty-lazy.html' title=''/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17280197029064292468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-1915472213319050484</id><published>2010-03-07T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T23:24:01.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I remember when I was in Secondary school, Mass Communication was my only choice.&lt;br /&gt;My grades sucked. but who cares. I liked mcm. and i thought to myself, as long as i do well in o'levels. and i did! i managed to scrape my ass into mcm (only to be disappointed cuz it wasn't what i expected it to be.) nonetheless, i liked it and i've more or less enjoyed my experience here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that i've "graduated" the next thing in line is University. once again, my grades sucked. tell me. a cumulative gpa of 2.4 (from 5 semesters) can get me where? if i'm not wrong, even SMU's mass comm wouldn't want me XD (inside joke).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now. SMU is my dream school. don't ask me why.. it's the same as me choosing np's mcm. i just like it. the school's environment is good as well. cca's are quite interesting too :) sociology is what i wanna do. average gpa to get in? 3.4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well done enping, enyi, felicia (identity crisis at the age of 20. please forgive me). now tell me, is there like a big exam thing u can TRY to do well in to scrape your ass into smu? NO. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just hope and pray really hard that your final semester is good enough. then again, to go up by a whole point is not easy. maybe you're just fated to marry a rich guy =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of marriages. i was just thinking about it this weekend. actually getting married and having kids are not entirely scary. it can be quite good if you want it to.&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately. i still think that it is too expensive to live in singapore (though it's safe and clean and stuff.....) and that the pressure is too high. i think you know where i'm heading to from here. (education, for those who don't =.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see!? everything links to one another. and it's sad.&lt;br /&gt;singaporeans are just borne to study, compete, work, compete and compete. it is not easy. nobody said it was. :(&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;P.S. kids these days are bloody spoiled and pampered. they'll grow up to be wimps.&lt;br /&gt;baby wimps to teenage wimps. teenage wimps to adult wimps. adult wimps to old wimps. old wimps to dead wimps. =D nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-1915472213319050484?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/1915472213319050484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=1915472213319050484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/1915472213319050484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/1915472213319050484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-remember-when-i-was-in-secondary.html' title=''/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17280197029064292468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-4800151735426389723</id><published>2010-03-02T20:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T20:14:10.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new blog maybe?</title><content type='html'>Remember how I said that I was bored with blogger?&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've set up another "blog" thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://p3ckyz.tumblr.com/"&gt;http://p3ckyz.tumblr.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please visit it and show some love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thing I like about tumblr is that you cannot comment (and yes though I love the attention, I would sometimes prefer that ppl not ask me what's going on. Because most of the time, I wouldn't know how to answer. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would be posting pictures regularly and random thoughts that I might have.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, longer rants and issues would still be posted here.&lt;br /&gt;If I want to complain and write and essay, you wouldn't find it in tumblr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me know which one's better?&lt;br /&gt;But I'm fickle minded. I might just have both. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-4800151735426389723?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/4800151735426389723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=4800151735426389723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/4800151735426389723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/4800151735426389723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2010/03/new-blog-maybe.html' title='new blog maybe?'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17280197029064292468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-6692054074606788789</id><published>2010-02-28T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T15:37:57.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have this sudden urge to get married and have kids.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna get out of this place.&lt;br /&gt;out of the house.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really need to stop being emo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-6692054074606788789?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/6692054074606788789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=6692054074606788789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/6692054074606788789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/6692054074606788789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-have-this-sudden-urge-to-get-married.html' title=''/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17280197029064292468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-3424677009987331107</id><published>2010-02-27T10:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T10:49:31.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>感动。 :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="post_content"&gt;                                                                         &lt;div class="post_title"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Went to develop my negatives yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lots of fun :) Almost forgotten the joy I had while developing my film, waiting and anticipating that all will turn out right and fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the negative didn’t turn out as well as I liked it to be. I think D76 developer got contaminated or sth. Screw the Mass Comm students who were rushing assignments the previous day, USED UP ALL THE FUCKING CHEMICALS! MADE A MESS OF MY FAVOURITE COUNTER. KNS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went back to Harbourfront to have dinner (yes I went in the late afternoon. Finished everything at about 5.30pm). Had beef noodles, not fantastic. bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I had a birthday party to go to (damn busy hor). At Pasir Ris =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to go alone cuz my family decided to pang seh me. (It was the birthday of a long time friend, if I’m not wrong, we were friends for 19 years? I’m 20 this year.) But guess what!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有一个大好人陪我去！Even though he didn’t know who the birthday boy was. He only knew me. (I only knew the birthday boy and his parents anyway. I would be equally left out)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thanks for accompanying me :)&lt;br /&gt;So 感动 leh..&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/7094801144836024803-3424677009987331107?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/3424677009987331107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=3424677009987331107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/3424677009987331107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/3424677009987331107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title='感动。 :)'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17280197029064292468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-6569458180286235635</id><published>2010-02-25T21:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T21:32:12.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm getting bored of blogger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-6569458180286235635?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/6569458180286235635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=6569458180286235635' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/6569458180286235635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/6569458180286235635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-getting-bored-of-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17280197029064292468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-6823303890391968504</id><published>2010-02-22T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T22:07:53.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New post</title><content type='html'>When i reach my friend's blog, i get irritated when they don't update.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, i get irritated whenever somebody doesn't update.&lt;br /&gt;But guess what?&lt;br /&gt;I don't update that regularly as well.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, i've changed my background image cuz i got sick of denim.&lt;br /&gt;i think it looks better now =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY is almost over (or rather, no more ang baos to take) and guess what?&lt;br /&gt;i went shopping with my sister. off to bugis~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent over 140dollars.&lt;br /&gt;on clothes.&lt;br /&gt;we are crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. no.&lt;br /&gt;she's the crazy one.&lt;br /&gt;everything also "nice! buy! looks good on you wat!"&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i enjoyed the day out with her =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i never cease to amaze myself.&lt;br /&gt;or some reasons that i'll keep to myself. just because i wanna act mysterious XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am addicted to this new taiwan drama 就想赖着你 by jerry yan and ella.&lt;br /&gt;and ohmygawd. jerry is so handsome!!!&lt;br /&gt;wonder if i could find someone as good looking as him, as well-built as him (ohmygawd, if you saw his body you would go @.@ too)&lt;br /&gt;but i highly doubt so.&lt;br /&gt;bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go watch it if you have the time.&lt;br /&gt;it's pretty entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;love the song by liu li yang too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 宋体,Verdana,Geneva,Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;终于可以在今天划上句点&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 宋体,Verdana,Geneva,Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt; 一整夜翻开过去画面&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 宋体,Verdana,Geneva,Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt; 快想不起我们为何会诀别&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 宋体,Verdana,Geneva,Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt; 只看到那双你送的鞋&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 宋体,Verdana,Geneva,Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt; 走一步又一步&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 宋体,Verdana,Geneva,Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt; 我才发现转了个圈&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 宋体,Verdana,Geneva,Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt; 走了好几年又回到原点&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 宋体,Verdana,Geneva,Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt; 你送的礼物会不会太特别&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 宋体,Verdana,Geneva,Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt; 毫不避讳那不安的传言&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 宋体,Verdana,Geneva,Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt; 但渐行渐远习惯到没感觉&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 宋体,Verdana,Geneva,Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt; 难道你早想让我走远&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 宋体,Verdana,Geneva,Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt; 你送的礼物在此刻好体贴&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 宋体,Verdana,Geneva,Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt; 陪我回忆把过往走一遍&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 宋体,Verdana,Geneva,Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt; 穿了这些年难免会有淤点&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 宋体,Verdana,Geneva,Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt; 就像每段爱总会有终点&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-6823303890391968504?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/6823303890391968504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=6823303890391968504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/6823303890391968504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/6823303890391968504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-post.html' title='New post'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17280197029064292468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-1925837850533018902</id><published>2010-02-20T09:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T09:06:19.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nus application</title><content type='html'>Me thinks nus is a joke. Tell me. U put the deadline for collecting documents on a sunday.Singapore post don&amp;#39;t post mails on saturdays and sundays. Doesn&amp;#39;t this mean that ur deadline is actually on a friday? Then you might as well put the datr as a friday instead of a sunday and letting people like me have the hope that we still have 2 days to mail our stuff.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok.. Well maybe it IS my own faukt for not checking properly.. Whatever then. I don&amp;#39;t think i could get in anyway, i have shitty grades.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;i will work harder for smu and ntu. I like them more anyway....&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;(en yi. Stop giving yourself excuses..)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;sorry it&amp;#39;s too early.. I might not make sense.. But whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-1925837850533018902?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/1925837850533018902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=1925837850533018902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/1925837850533018902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/1925837850533018902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2010/02/nus-application.html' title='Nus application'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17280197029064292468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-5487720679543488169</id><published>2010-02-17T15:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T17:48:49.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice sign.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/S3ufLCA4uXI/AAAAAAAAAK8/5tdQ5f8LRTA/s1600-h/Photo0101-775850.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439115986847971698" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/S3ufLCA4uXI/AAAAAAAAAK8/5tdQ5f8LRTA/s320/Photo0101-775850.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Saw this on the bus to sengkang. Din know that u needed a sign to let people know that it is against the law to hit other people. What has singapore become?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-5487720679543488169?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/5487720679543488169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=5487720679543488169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/5487720679543488169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/5487720679543488169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2010/02/nice-sign.html' title='Nice sign.'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17280197029064292468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/S3ufLCA4uXI/AAAAAAAAAK8/5tdQ5f8LRTA/s72-c/Photo0101-775850.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-4416381087008959915</id><published>2010-02-15T10:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T10:41:44.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My mind</title><content type='html'>I wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I speak my mind?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-4416381087008959915?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/4416381087008959915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=4416381087008959915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/4416381087008959915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/4416381087008959915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-mind.html' title='My mind'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17280197029064292468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-3705115734079723522</id><published>2010-02-14T04:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T04:43:35.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Chinese New Year</title><content type='html'>to all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And collect many many ang pows!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-3705115734079723522?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/3705115734079723522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=3705115734079723522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/3705115734079723522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/3705115734079723522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-chinese-new-year.html' title='Happy Chinese New Year'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17280197029064292468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-1622253016953674375</id><published>2010-02-09T11:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T11:07:56.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright. It's been 4 days after my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been loads of fun. =D&lt;br /&gt;Wanna say thank you to all my friends who have been there to celebrate the big 2o.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I was just going through a phase, with work suddenly growing and issues going on in my own head (I must be crazy..)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need to start looking at the positive side again.&lt;br /&gt;But....&lt;br /&gt;I get more attention when I'm emo.. XD&lt;br /&gt;Should I continue to be emo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.. Maybe not..&lt;br /&gt;I didn't like the feeling of being emo.&lt;br /&gt;Besides, I wanna make people happy.&lt;br /&gt;I woudn't want my friends and family to keep worrying about me.&lt;br /&gt;They have enough to worry about already anyway..&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;By the way.&lt;br /&gt;I am officially broke.&lt;br /&gt;And I mean really broke. Zilch. Nothing. Zero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Or rather... Negative.. LOL...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I either need to start looking for a job or start finding a sugar daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I get grossed out looking at old man with young girls.&lt;br /&gt;I mean WTH?&lt;br /&gt;That guy you're holding hands with is old enough to be your father.&lt;br /&gt;Why would you wanna "date" him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;I guess is work then.. But I have commitments in school! =..=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Should I just leave them to die? =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.. But I'm not that irresponsible..&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;Gonna go shopping with my sister later!&lt;br /&gt;Using my mum's money.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz she wants us to help her buy clothes.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which.. I haven't exactly finish my CNY shopping..&lt;br /&gt;WEE!! RETAIL THERAPY HERE I COME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-1622253016953674375?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/1622253016953674375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=1622253016953674375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/1622253016953674375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/1622253016953674375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2010/02/alright.html' title=''/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17280197029064292468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-2869867329545849788</id><published>2010-02-06T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T23:50:08.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relationship.</title><content type='html'>Know your goals first before finding yourself a partner. Find someone compatible rather than someone you want to be perfect. Review on your relationship often to know if the current one is the right one, and/or is on the right track to your goals.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-2869867329545849788?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/2869867329545849788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=2869867329545849788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/2869867329545849788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/2869867329545849788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2010/02/relationship.html' title='Relationship.'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17280197029064292468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-7652014914144188266</id><published>2010-02-04T16:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T16:21:43.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My birthday</title><content type='html'>It is that time of the year again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to be all excited about it. cuz it means I get presents, wishes and great company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I grow older each year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think differently each year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly, it doesn't feel so significant anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I just want to get it over and done with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened to the "Happy" in "Happy Birthday"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As people grow older, do they not find birthdays happy anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we supposed to feel like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we mature, are we supposed to remove happiness in everything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we grow up, are we supposed to be serious and think of the serious things (money, job, marriage partners...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was younger, all I thought about was games, friends and the occasional stress on homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these changed when my age became 2 digits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even then, I tried to think positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to remain happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, things couldn't get any worse right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the front number of my age becomes bigger, the back number changes rapidly, my feelings and thoughts change and evolve just as fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish time would stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop when I was the happiest, the most innocent, the most naive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I doubt it will stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is cruel like that. It doesn't stop for anybody. You lose it, it's your problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once it's gone, it's gone. You're never gonna get it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I just wish time would fast forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till the day I die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I wouldn't have all these feelings inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, last day of internship is tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Application for Universities has started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUS ends 21 Feb, NTU ends 28 Feb, SMU ends 8 Apr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grades sucks. I guess I wouldn't get into any Universities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, who would want someone with borderline grades like me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody is so superficial. Only looking at grades, papers, qualifications.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without those, you are nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are just worthy of cleaning the streets for the "smarter" people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. If they are so smart, I believe they can clean up after themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we don't have to hire cleaners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep going off tangent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm writing what I'm thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have random thoughts don't I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-7652014914144188266?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/7652014914144188266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=7652014914144188266' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/7652014914144188266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/7652014914144188266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-birthday.html' title='My birthday'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17280197029064292468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-3586397616577014281</id><published>2010-02-02T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T12:13:30.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>I can now use my phone to update my blog!!happy.. Haha might be spamming it these few days just to try it out..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-3586397616577014281?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/3586397616577014281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=3586397616577014281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/3586397616577014281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/3586397616577014281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2010/02/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17280197029064292468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-284901499315581681</id><published>2010-02-02T11:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T11:58:39.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Testing...</title><content type='html'>Testing...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-284901499315581681?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/284901499315581681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=284901499315581681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/284901499315581681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/284901499315581681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2010/02/testing.html' title='Testing...'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17280197029064292468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-1814312896455433306</id><published>2010-01-28T14:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T14:10:56.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PSS's birthday.</title><content type='html'>Saw this on some one's blog.&lt;br /&gt;Thinks it makes a lot of sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't run away from what your heart is feeling&lt;br /&gt;be strong face what you're afraid of&lt;br /&gt;come on, show em what you're made of&lt;br /&gt;I know its hard when your hope is gone&lt;br /&gt;but you gotta keep holding on&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This saturday is Poh Sheng Sheng's 21st birthday..&lt;br /&gt;God how time flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I thought of a very excellent way to celebrate his birthday!&lt;br /&gt;He will have the best birthday in the world!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna dig out some dresses (hopefully they fit..)&lt;br /&gt;And a pair of heels... (that obviously is gonna be thrown away cuz his feet are too big)&lt;br /&gt;AND MAKE HIM DANCE!&lt;br /&gt;(If he dun wanna wear the dress also can but I wanna make him dance.!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gave him a few choices of songs -&lt;br /&gt;Wondergirls Nobody&lt;br /&gt;SNSD Gee&lt;br /&gt;SNSD Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's see what he chooses..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's either this or using duct tape to remove his hair.&lt;br /&gt;Leg hair, eyebrow, armpit hair, stomach hair etc..&lt;br /&gt;LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag if you like my idea =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-1814312896455433306?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/1814312896455433306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=1814312896455433306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/1814312896455433306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/1814312896455433306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2010/01/saw-this-on-some-one-blog.html' title='PSS&apos;s birthday.'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17280197029064292468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-8909412367816238644</id><published>2010-01-27T09:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T09:35:38.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Name!</title><content type='html'>HELLO EVERYBODY!&lt;br /&gt;My name is Felicia Chan En Yi.&lt;br /&gt;Pleased to meet you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;大家好！&lt;br /&gt;我的名字是 Felicia 曾恩億。&lt;br /&gt;很高興認識你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;こんにちわ　私は　Felicia Chan En Yi です。&lt;br /&gt;よろしくおねがいします。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je suis Felicia Chan En Yi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-8909412367816238644?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/8909412367816238644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=8909412367816238644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/8909412367816238644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/8909412367816238644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-name.html' title='My Name!'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17280197029064292468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-5451552679391549218</id><published>2010-01-25T09:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:25:48.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The future?</title><content type='html'>What lies in the future no one knows.&lt;br /&gt;I do know one thing though.&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't get married. Much less have kids.&lt;br /&gt;I just don't see myself as a wife or as a parent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, who knows what will happen in the future?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe some guy can come around and change me?&lt;br /&gt;=X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-5451552679391549218?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/5451552679391549218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=5451552679391549218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/5451552679391549218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-4117068935298927349?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/4117068935298927349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=4117068935298927349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/4117068935298927349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/4117068935298927349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2010/01/should-i-leave-my-blog-background-white.html' title=''/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17280197029064292468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-3349350745250259451</id><published>2010-01-22T14:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T14:19:45.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick again?</title><content type='html'>I just wanna get through internship once and for all.&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna keep falling sick.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even wanna know why I keep falling sick.&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna think about it.&lt;br /&gt;I need loud music to keep me away from the real world..&lt;br /&gt;Been turning to my headphones for that.&lt;br /&gt;It sounds really good with my iTunes.&lt;br /&gt;Not very well with any other things.. =.=&lt;br /&gt;Even with the equaliser formatted&lt;br /&gt;Damn sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna be emo sia.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;I like being happy.&lt;br /&gt;Please return the happy En Ping back&lt;br /&gt;/prays really hard.&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm just getting old. lol..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-3349350745250259451?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/3349350745250259451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=3349350745250259451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/3349350745250259451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/3349350745250259451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2010/01/sick-again.html' title='Sick again?'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17280197029064292468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-5489149718735899099</id><published>2010-01-19T17:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T17:44:08.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts</title><content type='html'>Sometimes it's kinda nice sitting in the office alone.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody to bug you, nobody to breathe down your back to tell you that you have to do this, do that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dogs are feeling sick.. Poor things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if anybody actually reads my blog.&lt;br /&gt;I know for certain a few do.&lt;br /&gt;It's getting a little quiet though.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I check back, I see that same tags.&lt;br /&gt;There are no comments.&lt;br /&gt;No new tags.&lt;br /&gt;Makes me feel as if nobody really cares about what I write.&lt;br /&gt;Makes me think that they read just cuz it's there.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm important enough for them to remember that I have a blog.&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 is the kinda day when I wish that I do not exist.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, everyday I ask myself "why am I here? what am I put on Earth for?"&lt;br /&gt;And usually, I don't have the answer.&lt;br /&gt;I just thought of one though.&lt;br /&gt;I'm here to make people happy, to make people cry, to make people angry.&lt;br /&gt;To make people know that they are human and can feel for one another.&lt;br /&gt;Because I think as a human being, that is one of the basic things we do for each other.&lt;br /&gt;To let people feel.&lt;br /&gt;A person who doesn't feel, is not human.&lt;br /&gt;Right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-5489149718735899099?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/5489149718735899099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=5489149718735899099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/5489149718735899099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/5489149718735899099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2010/01/random-thoughts.html' title='Random Thoughts'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17280197029064292468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-8430523531779853960</id><published>2010-01-15T16:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T16:35:27.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Skin</title><content type='html'>And yes... as you can see, I've changed my blogskin again.&lt;br /&gt;I got sick of the older one.&lt;br /&gt;I got the base code from &lt;a href="http://yummylolly.com/"&gt;Yummylolly.com &lt;/a&gt; and made it entirely my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fsabd193.blogspot.com/"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; was what it looked like before I killed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't I awesome?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am currently writhing in pain due to my abnormal stomach cramps.&lt;br /&gt;And listening to a group of little girls singing in my iTunes...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how wonderful..&lt;br /&gt;Internship is ending in another 3 weeks time.&lt;br /&gt;Last day of work is my birthday. Oh how wonderful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do hope that I can spend my birthday without any hiccups, quarrels or anything to make me feel sad, bad, angry etc.&lt;br /&gt;It is afterall, my 20th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's not such a big deal but hey, you turn 20 only once in your life.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm nearing my ideal age, 21..&lt;br /&gt;So next time, when anybody ask me "How old are you?" My answer will be "I'm always 21!" :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this email awhile back, and Chloe has sent it to me again. I think it makes a lot of sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;George                                  Carlin's Views on                                  Aging &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you                                  realize that the only time in our lives when we                                  like to get old is when we're kids? If you're                                  less than 10 years old, you're so excited about                                  aging that you think in                                  fractions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'How old are                                  you?' I'm                                  four and                                  a half!' You're never thirty-six and a half.                                  You're four and a half, going on five! That's                                  the key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get into your teens,                                  now they can't hold you back. You jump to the                                  next number, or even a few                                  ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'How old are you?' 'I'm                                  gonna be 16!' You could be 13, but hey, you're                                  gonna be 16! And then the greatest day of your                                  life ! You become 21..                                  Even the words sound like a ceremony.YOU BECOME 21.                                  YESSSS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then                                  you turn 30.                                  Oooohh, what happened there? Makes you sound                                  like bad milk! He TURNED; we had to throw him                                  out. There's no fun now, you're Just a                                  sour-dumpling.. What's wrong? What's                                  changed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You BECOME 21,                                  you TURN 30,                                  then you're PUSHING 40.                                  Whoa! Put on the brakes, it's all slipping away.                                  Before you know it, you REACH 50                                  and your dreams are                                  gone...&lt;br /&gt;But!                                  wait!! ! You MAKE                                  it to 60. You didn't think you                                  would!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you BECOME 21, TURN 30,                                  PUSH 40, REACH 50                                  and make it to                                  60.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've built up so much speed that                                  you HIT 70!                                  After that it's a day-by-day thing; you HIT                                  Wednesday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get into                                  ! your 80's and every day is a                                  complete cycle; you HIT lunch; you TURN 4:30;                                  you REACH bedtime. And it doesn't end there.                                  Into the 90s, you start going backwards;                                  'I Was                                  JUST 92.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then                                  a strange thing happens. If you make it over                                  100, you become a little kid again. 'I'm 100 and                                  a half!'&lt;br /&gt;May you all make it to a                                  healthy 100 and a                                  half!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOW TO                                  STAY YOUNG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Throw out nonessential                                  numbers. This includes age,                                  weight and height. Let the doctors worry about                                  them. That is why you pay                                  them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Keep only cheerful                                  friends. The grouches pull you                                  down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Keep                                  learning. Learn                                  more about the computer, crafts, gardening,                                  whatever, even ham radio. Never let the brain                                  idle. 'An idle mind is  family                                  name is Alzheimer's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Enjoy the simple                                  things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Laugh often,                                  long and loud. Laugh until you gasp for                                  breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. The tears happen.                                  Endure, grieve, and move on.. The only person,                                  who is with us our entire life, is ourselves. Be                                  ALIVE while you are alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.                                  Surround yourself with what you                                  love    whether it's family, pets, keepsakes, music,                                  plants, hobbies, whatever. Your home is your                                  refuge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Cherish your health: If                                  it is good, preserve it. If it is unstable,                                  improve it. If it is beyond what you can                                  improve, get help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Don't take                                  guilt trips.. Take a trip to the mall, even to                                  the next county; to a foreign country but NOT to                                  where the guilt is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Tell the people                                  you love that you love them, at every                                  opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND                                  ALWAYS REMEMBER:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is not measured by the                                  number of breaths we take, but by the moments                                  that take our breath                                  away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if                                  you don't send this to at least 8 people - who                                  cares? But do share this with someone. We all                                  need to live life to its fullest each                                  day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's                                  journey is not to&lt;br /&gt;arrive at the grave                                  safely&lt;br /&gt;in a well preserved                                  body,&lt;br /&gt;but rather to skid in                                  sideways,totally                                  worn out, shouting&lt;br /&gt;'..holy shit                                  ....what a ride!!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it nice? We should all tell the people we love how much we love them... I could suddenly tell my friends "Hey you're my friend and I thank you for that :)"&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't that be nice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only the world was that nice. There wouldn't be war now, would there? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-8430523531779853960?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/8430523531779853960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=8430523531779853960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/8430523531779853960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/8430523531779853960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-skin.html' title='New Skin'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17280197029064292468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-7721063988161110725</id><published>2010-01-14T16:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T16:10:44.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new phone</title><content type='html'>I need a new phone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/S07QBlx5xqI/AAAAAAAAAKM/ry1HNpJB5L8/s1600-h/inq-chat-3g-phone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/S07QBlx5xqI/AAAAAAAAAKM/ry1HNpJB5L8/s320/inq-chat-3g-phone.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426503326767892130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;InQ Chat 3G.. Only available in Singtel stores..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also want this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/S07QCegygGI/AAAAAAAAAKU/SkYP_Akg_sQ/s1600-h/samsung-corby-plus-and-corby-pro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/S07QCegygGI/AAAAAAAAAKU/SkYP_Akg_sQ/s320/samsung-corby-plus-and-corby-pro.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426503341996933218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samsung Corby Pro. Not out in Singapore yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAHH..... Chio right? I like the red colour .. But then again, the white very nice also.. sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the brighter side, Taiwan trip is coming!! wee!!&lt;br /&gt;If you want something let me know.. I'll try to get it for you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH!! Before that, it's admissions to Universities. I highly doubt I'm able to get into one but I'll try anyway.. With my new name :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be getting my new name in 2 weeks time.. am quite excited about it.. Hopefully everything can be settled legally before the end of my University application period.. If not, I'll have to wait another year before I can apply again.. Then I'll have to go work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind though.. Only thing is that I cannot look for jobs. Whatever I find, don't wanna hire me.. No matter how good my resume is.. so... I guess I have to wait and see ba...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels weird to be single again but I know it's for the better :) And I'm glad we're still friends. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-7721063988161110725?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/7721063988161110725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=7721063988161110725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/7721063988161110725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/7721063988161110725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-phone.html' title='new phone'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17280197029064292468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/S07QBlx5xqI/AAAAAAAAAKM/ry1HNpJB5L8/s72-c/inq-chat-3g-phone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-3723229783705506137</id><published>2010-01-10T16:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T16:46:59.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired of everything.</title><content type='html'>Open house was alright... There wasn't many interested parties.. should've predicted it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am definitely feeling very very tired.. the 'tired-est' i've felt just 10 days into the new year.&lt;br /&gt;i hope the rest of the year go better than this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;internship is ending in another 4 weeks time. last day of work is on my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;not sure if i should rejoice.&lt;br /&gt;not even sure whether i'm gonna celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;just feel so old and tired that celebrations are, to me, nth more than just a waste of time, energy and money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emo emo emo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need sth sweet.&lt;br /&gt;to give me sugar rush and maybe, just maybe, i'll be myself again. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-3723229783705506137?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/3723229783705506137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=3723229783705506137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/3723229783705506137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/3723229783705506137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2010/01/tired-of-everything.html' title='Tired of everything.'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17280197029064292468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-2861092843018706896</id><published>2010-01-06T22:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T22:11:57.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NP Open House</title><content type='html'>Woo!! Open House tmr..&lt;br /&gt;am actually quite excited! I hope we can get more students to come for the conference.&lt;br /&gt;moolah!! Here I come!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-2861092843018706896?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/2861092843018706896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=2861092843018706896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/2861092843018706896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/2861092843018706896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2010/01/np-open-house.html' title='NP Open House'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17280197029064292468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-7212842306159670836</id><published>2009-12-31T21:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T21:45:42.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New year's resolutions.</title><content type='html'>2009 has been an alright year I think. At least it was better 9 years ago when there were plenty of problems in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that the problem has ended, it just isn't much of a problem now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I hope to achieve in the new year (I know how I always say one thing but do another.. But I don't care, I'm gonna write it anyway.. hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I want to be a stronger person. Both mentally and physically. I want to be able to be like who I was 3 years ago. I want to be that 洒脱 person that I used to be. To be able to make decisions for myself without consulting everybody and anybody. I want to be able to think for myself and to protect myself from any shit that's gonna come my way in the next year. I'm gonna start exercising and expand my lungs. I want to be able to sing 16 bars of music without having to stop to breathe. I want to be able to defend myself when I get attacked by some psychopath or pervert who thinks that skinny women are attractive. And I have started 3 days ago. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I believe this has been on my wish list for a very long time. I want more money. I will save more money. I have already saved a few hundred dollars (yes, I've reached my target of 500.) Money makes the world go round. You can do anything and have anything you want if you have money. Call me money-faced but it's the fact in a materialistic environment like Singapore. It's not like some other places where you can get things done with a smile. so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I want to  be independent. I have been relying on my boyfriend and friends for a while now and I believe it's about time that I've become independent. Not that relying on friends and boyfriend is a bad thing but I think I need to really learn to stand and walk by myself (not literally lah.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I can think of now. I'm gonna go bathe and get ready to go out.. with my giddyness.. =.= but it's New Year Eve. My illness can wait :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-7212842306159670836?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/7212842306159670836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=7212842306159670836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/7212842306159670836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/7212842306159670836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-years-resolutions.html' title='New year&apos;s resolutions.'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17280197029064292468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-2605043616288650238</id><published>2009-12-28T22:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T22:50:52.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>Christmas was great, spent the whole evening at orchard plaza sing, and 313@somerset (dunno why they name it that way. so weird.) then we walked all the way down to royal plaza @ scotts to wait for darling's parents to fetch us home. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for the new year!&lt;br /&gt;Wonder what goodies awaits us in the new year.&lt;br /&gt;2009 has been quite a journey for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;even for me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall not elaborate and will keep it inside.&lt;br /&gt;I shall only share good stuff today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This might be a really old video but i saw it recently on fb.&lt;br /&gt;it's not for the weak-hearted or the innocent. 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=2605043616288650238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/2605043616288650238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/2605043616288650238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17280197029064292468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-4535186884721345670</id><published>2009-12-27T01:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T01:08:37.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>I've always thought that friends were more important.&lt;br /&gt;I've realised that family lasts longer.&lt;br /&gt;Then I got you.&lt;br /&gt;And I thought you were important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now however, I've realised that friends are still more important.&lt;br /&gt;Because, they don't take you for granted.&lt;br /&gt;Well, if they're good friends, they don't take you for granted.&lt;br /&gt;You do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-4535186884721345670?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-5993570201504452178</id><published>2009-12-24T12:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T12:20:15.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas everybody!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-5993570201504452178?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/5993570201504452178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=5993570201504452178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/5993570201504452178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/5993570201504452178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas-everybody.html' title=''/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17280197029064292468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-2253887888067904940</id><published>2009-12-20T23:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T23:55:14.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shopping</title><content type='html'>i wanna go shopping. go to orchard road and squeeze with other ppl.&lt;br /&gt;then take the bus home and get caught in a traffic jam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but..................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ppl are lazy.&lt;br /&gt;i shall just go alone on mon, tues, or wed.&lt;br /&gt;and i will have loads of fun =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-2253887888067904940?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/2253887888067904940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=2253887888067904940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/2253887888067904940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Rebonded with side parting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/Syz4rbdkwQI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KmnT7bxNvfc/s1600-h/Photo+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/Syz4rbdkwQI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KmnT7bxNvfc/s320/Photo+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416977876809728258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To a different parting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/Syz5O-OQLoI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ahWPj1moGdY/s1600-h/Photo+58.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/Syz5O-OQLoI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ahWPj1moGdY/s320/Photo+58.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416978487436127874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/Syz5PQG0VMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/EiqnnxqvAp8/s1600-h/Photo+64.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/Syz5PQG0VMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/EiqnnxqvAp8/s320/Photo+64.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416978492236780738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To hair extensions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/Syz5PzePabI/AAAAAAAAAJM/GPxmFA85w2w/s1600-h/Photo+67.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/Syz5PzePabI/AAAAAAAAAJM/GPxmFA85w2w/s320/Photo+67.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416978501730265522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/Syz5Ou22z5I/AAAAAAAAAI0/7ZlMwxXdTBw/s1600-h/Photo+75.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/Syz5Ou22z5I/AAAAAAAAAI0/7ZlMwxXdTBw/s320/Photo+75.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416978483311464338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To bangs.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/Syz4rFjFjBI/AAAAAAAAAIk/wWJ0Hn79rOw/s1600-h/Photo+91.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/Syz4rFjFjBI/AAAAAAAAAIk/wWJ0Hn79rOw/s320/Photo+91.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416977870927268882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, bangs, without extensions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/Syz4q1X_s4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/fovVj-Xoelo/s1600-h/Photo+104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/Syz4q1X_s4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/fovVj-Xoelo/s320/Photo+104.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416977866585781122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I must admit.. my face looks too cute.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/Syz4qeqnKeI/AAAAAAAAAIM/cO92Vo2dfrI/s1600-h/Photo+97.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/Syz4qeqnKeI/AAAAAAAAAIM/cO92Vo2dfrI/s320/Photo+97.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416977860489849314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my hair looks black but no worries, it's still brown.. refer to 3rd last picture..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the little tuft of hair at the back.. that's my original hair length.. now my head feels so light without the extensions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUST END THE YEAR WITH A BANG MAH... XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-5030789278716077096?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/5030789278716077096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=5030789278716077096' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/5030789278716077096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/5030789278716077096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-hairstyles-in-year-2009.html' title='2009 Hairstyles.'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17280197029064292468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/Syz4rbdkwQI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KmnT7bxNvfc/s72-c/Photo+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-2409692650372907212</id><published>2009-12-15T22:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T22:03:57.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i has a new haircut..&lt;br /&gt;if you dun like it, keep it to yourselves. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SyeXFG709oI/AAAAAAAAAIE/LjSgQ8YvqrE/s1600-h/Photo+89.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SyeXFG709oI/AAAAAAAAAIE/LjSgQ8YvqrE/s320/Photo+89.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415463190952998530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SyeXE2OKAiI/AAAAAAAAAH8/H16cEgLv6fo/s1600-h/Photo+93.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SyeXE2OKAiI/AAAAAAAAAH8/H16cEgLv6fo/s320/Photo+93.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415463186466472482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm looking more like my sister and less like myself.&lt;br /&gt;but i like this hair. hahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-2409692650372907212?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/2409692650372907212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=2409692650372907212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/2409692650372907212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/2409692650372907212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-has-new-haircut.html' title=''/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17280197029064292468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SyeXFG709oI/AAAAAAAAAIE/LjSgQ8YvqrE/s72-c/Photo+89.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-6632145280006738069</id><published>2009-12-10T20:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T20:31:17.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday</title><content type='html'>you promised to take me to JB for shopping.&lt;br /&gt;you promised to bring me to a cruise.&lt;br /&gt;well? i think i won't see them anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you promised.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-6632145280006738069?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/6632145280006738069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=6632145280006738069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/6632145280006738069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/6632145280006738069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2009/12/holiday.html' title='Holiday'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17280197029064292468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-3730037758940602986</id><published>2009-12-09T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T14:20:01.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why am i so upset?&lt;br /&gt;why do i even care?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-3730037758940602986?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/3730037758940602986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=3730037758940602986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/3730037758940602986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/3730037758940602986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2009/12/why-am-i-so-upset-why-do-i-even-care.html' title=''/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17280197029064292468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-9175567774045588197</id><published>2009-11-30T09:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T09:46:10.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sitex</title><content type='html'>SITEX this year is retarded. there were no good deals, place was too far and everything was not organised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's at expo and it's spread out in 2 halls.&lt;br /&gt;the organisers didn't even bother to separate or group the different categories.&lt;br /&gt;like: mp3 players with mp3 players, cameras with cameras etc.&lt;br /&gt;i was walking around in circles and wondering where th things i want are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was no mp3 players (except for apple ipods), couldn't find a good enough deal for a camera, no speakers...&lt;br /&gt;saw an LG New Chocolate selling for 988, and guess what? I found the exact phone at an authorised LG shop in Tampines 1 selling for 818. CRAZY NOT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after walking around for a few hours got tired then went to Tampines 1. hvn been there before, kinda liked the place but there was nothing to see either.&lt;br /&gt;went to Sony Style, liked the mp3 player and the headphones but was too broke to buy.&lt;br /&gt;ate dinner at Kim Gary's.&lt;br /&gt;ordered a bowl of noodles, couldn't finish it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked around in a pair of heels, when i got back, my feet almost died.&lt;br /&gt;But i had fun =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after walking around in T1, wanted to go clarke quay to look for dar's friends.&lt;br /&gt;didn't want to take the train cuz traveling time too long.&lt;br /&gt;decided to take bus. but didn't know what bus to take.&lt;br /&gt;called huimin, didn't pick up.&lt;br /&gt;called mr ong, "i'm quite useless when it comes to taking the buses.. haha"&lt;br /&gt;called janice, "i dunno leh"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dar went to ask one bus driver, and almost 4 - 5 drivers congregated and discussed which buses would take us to our destination.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.. i told him "so 厉害 ar. get so many drivers to think for you..."&lt;br /&gt;took 23 to boon keng and changed to purple line to clarke quay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played mahjong last night. daddy lost my money. pss had to take money out from his pocket also.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;i desperately need sleep.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn tired...&lt;br /&gt;chloe's back from bangkok, brought handmade cookies from there.&lt;br /&gt;not very nice imho but it's quite addictive.&lt;br /&gt;the taste is too bland so you can actually eat a lot without getting sick of it.&lt;br /&gt;but i like my cookies with more taste.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna try chivas someday...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#ffffff" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="770"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top" width="580"&gt;You don't know how you met me &lt;br /&gt;You don't know why, you cant turn around and say good-bye&lt;br /&gt;All you know is when im with you I make you free&lt;br /&gt;And swim through your veins like a fish in the sea&lt;br /&gt;I'm singing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow me&lt;br /&gt;Everything is alright&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the one to tuck you in at night&lt;br /&gt;And if you want to leave&lt;br /&gt;I can guarantee &lt;br /&gt;You won't find nobody else like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I worry 'bout the ring you wear&lt;br /&gt;Cause as long as no one knows &lt;br /&gt;That nobody can care&lt;br /&gt;Your feelin guilty&lt;br /&gt;And I'm well aware&lt;br /&gt;But you don't look ashamed &lt;br /&gt;And baby I'm not scared&lt;br /&gt;I'm singin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow me&lt;br /&gt;Everything is alright&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the one to tuck you in at night&lt;br /&gt;And if you want to leave&lt;br /&gt;I can guarantee &lt;br /&gt;You won't find nobody else like me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't give you money&lt;br /&gt;I can't give you the sky&lt;br /&gt;It better off if you don't ask why&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the reason that you go stranded&lt;br /&gt;We'll be alright if you don't ask me to stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow me&lt;br /&gt;Everything is alright&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the one to tuck you in at night&lt;br /&gt;And if you want to leave&lt;br /&gt;I can guarantee &lt;br /&gt;You won't find nobody else like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't know how you met me &lt;br /&gt;You don't know why, you cant turn around and say good-bye&lt;br /&gt;All you know is when I'm with you I make you free&lt;br /&gt;And swim through your veins like a fish in the sea&lt;br /&gt;I'm singing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow me&lt;br /&gt;Everything is alright&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the one to tuck you in at night&lt;br /&gt;And if you want to leave&lt;br /&gt;I can guarantee &lt;br /&gt;You won't find nobody else like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow me&lt;br /&gt;Everything is alright&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the one to tuck you in at night&lt;br /&gt;And if you want to leave&lt;br /&gt;I can guarantee &lt;br /&gt;You won't find nobody else like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow me&lt;br /&gt;Everything is alright&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the one to tuck you in at night&lt;br /&gt;And if you want to leave&lt;br /&gt;I can guarantee &lt;br /&gt;You won't find nobody else like me &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&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/7094801144836024803-6864911152896372346?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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someone, then i'll feel really bad.&lt;br /&gt;and i don't have enough money to buy. bleah.&lt;br /&gt;money makes the world go round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's see now, if i were to buy presents to friends who are close to me. they would be:&lt;br /&gt;chloe&lt;br /&gt;yueshi&lt;br /&gt;janice&lt;br /&gt;teck lim&lt;br /&gt;sheng sheng&lt;br /&gt;guan zhou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. that's about it. they are the few friends i am close with currently.&lt;br /&gt;but if i were to count friends from sec school who are still in contact, they would be:&lt;br /&gt;karen&lt;br /&gt;boonling&lt;br /&gt;ginny&lt;br /&gt;amanda&lt;br /&gt;vinci&lt;br /&gt;mr ong&lt;br /&gt;ben jia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.........&lt;br /&gt;and not forgetting bailey. (not sure which category he goes into so yeah.. be honoured.. lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've kinda decided what presents to buy for the 1st grp, haven't thought about the second grp. hmmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been really lazy to type with capital letters so i think you would be seeing a lot of small letters in my next few posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY PEOPLE! ARE WE CELEBRATING CHRISTMAS OR WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;cuz if we are, then i'll have to get presents. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-7896039049485344926?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/7896039049485344926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=7896039049485344926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/7896039049485344926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/7896039049485344926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2009/11/they-are-making-too-much-noise.html' title=''/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17280197029064292468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-5721463950791403372</id><published>2009-11-22T23:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T23:18:22.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i has a new haircut.&lt;br /&gt;used to have a ridiculously long fringe which i like to keep behind my ear to a shorter one which is across my forehead now.&lt;br /&gt;bf's ns friends said "eh shawn, ur gf become prettier and prettier ar. be careful of jo"&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;point is, people i don't know have noticed changes in me.&lt;br /&gt;people i know couldn't care less.&lt;br /&gt;or rather they're just too used to me that they don't notice little things like that.&lt;br /&gt;i wish they would though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chloe's going to bangkok for a 5 days shopping spree.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go to taiwan.&lt;br /&gt;i will go. after symconference.&lt;br /&gt;after work&lt;br /&gt;after i finished everything that is needed to be done&lt;br /&gt;then i'll go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm listening to this song from another person's blog.&lt;br /&gt;not sure what song it is though.. let me check..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found it. Breathe by Taylor Swift. lol..&lt;br /&gt;don't think i have it in my iTunes.&lt;br /&gt;shall go download.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note, cheese kimchi instant noodles is nice.&lt;br /&gt;a little weird though, i smell cheese but i taste kimchi.&lt;br /&gt;noodles can get a little soggy after a while, so you gotta eat quickly.&lt;br /&gt;i hate soggy noodles.&lt;br /&gt;and the kimchi noodles are always soggy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go shopping.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna get out and not come home.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna check myself into a nice hotel and sleep there for the night&lt;br /&gt;i need money to do that.&lt;br /&gt;i....&lt;br /&gt;i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;emo. -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-5721463950791403372?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-4898059381927989810</id><published>2009-11-02T13:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T13:35:01.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and so he's back in for another week.&lt;br /&gt;i just realised how hard it is when your partner is not near you and you can't contact him as and when you like.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-4898059381927989810?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/4898059381927989810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-4984952404103196371</id><published>2009-10-30T21:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T21:58:55.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>还是会寂寞 - 陈绮贞</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(198, 10, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;还是会寂寞&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(198, 10, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;陈绮贞&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;早已忘了想你的滋味是什么&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;因为每分每秒都被你占据在心中&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;你的一举一动牵扯在我生活的隙缝&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;谁能告诉我离开你的我会有多自由&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;也曾想过躲进别人温暖的怀中&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;可是这么一来就一点意义也没有&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的高尚情操一直不断提醒著我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;离开你的我不论过多久&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;还是会寂寞&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;别对我小心翼翼&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;别让我看轻你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;跟著我勇敢的走下去&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;别劝我回心转意&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;这不是廉价的爱情&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;看著我对我说真爱我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;也曾想过躲进别人温暖的怀中&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;可是这么一来就一点意义也没有&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的高尚情操一直不断提醒著我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;离开你的我不论过多久&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;还是会寂寞&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;别对我小心翼翼&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;别让我看轻你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;跟著我勇敢的走下去&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;别劝我回心转意&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这不是廉价的爱情&lt;br /&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/7094801144836024803-4984952404103196371?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/4984952404103196371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=4984952404103196371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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href="http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2009/06/goals-for-this-year.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you lazy click, nevermind. I've included them here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get at least a 3.0 for my GPA&lt;br /&gt;I think this might be a little difficult... Judging from my grades now... LOL..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Save at least $500 by the end of this year.&lt;br /&gt;I think this shouldn't be a problem if I can curb my spending urge. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pass my Driving Practical Test on July 3.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learn how to play the guitar correctly.&lt;br /&gt;I got take course. Must be hardworking and play regularly.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL... I was looking through my blog archives and I saw this. I went O.O&lt;br /&gt;Number 1 is confirm out. I only got a cumulative gpa of 2.4 =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number 2 is also almost out. Currently, my bank account has only $2+ inside.&lt;br /&gt;Genius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number 3 has been achieved! I got my driving license but have not been driving regularly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number 4 is also considered done. Am diligently practising my guitar, but would like to improve more. Gonna get Ben to teach me plucking techniques. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to save more money. Ever since internship started, I have been spending money like nobody's business. I think it's my own fault.&lt;br /&gt;There was a month where my mother didn't give me pocket money for school. I used my own savings from the bursary. AND I KEPT SPENDING CUZ I DIDN'T HAVE A LIMIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, my savings all gone. (apart from some cash at home which I forced myself not to spend)&lt;br /&gt;shit.&lt;br /&gt;I shall start saving next month. Keep my spending to its minimum.. I shall only spend money on food. $4 a day for lunch. I WILL NOT EXCEED THE AMOUNT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly feel like shouting Dunearn's Determined &amp;amp; Disciplined.........&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So random......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-4000731537916031880?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/4000731537916031880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=4000731537916031880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/4000731537916031880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/4000731537916031880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2009/10/goals-for-this-year.html' title='Goals for this year'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17280197029064292468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-5950386521265449427</id><published>2009-10-27T10:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T10:45:27.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bird.</title><content type='html'>I saw a bird this morning while waiting for the bus.&lt;br /&gt;It was an ordinary bird, black feathers, yellow beak and yellow feet.&lt;br /&gt;But what was different about this bird is that it only has 1 foot. The other one is just its legs and the foot cut off. I say it's cut off cuz of the clean line it has. It isn't a stub nor has it been bitten off by its predator. It looks like it's cut off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what struck me was that despite of its handicap, it still walks as if nothing is wrong. Hopping around in the bus interchange probably looking for food.&lt;br /&gt;How many people you know whines and cries when they lose something?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe initially you feel sad and you cry, that's fine with me. But at the end, you have to stand back up and get on with life.&lt;br /&gt;Because nobody, especially the Earth, will stop going on their usual routine just because of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm just feeling erms... I dunno the word. Recently, I realised that my vocabulary is getting from bad to worse. Even my Chinese is deteriorating.. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to read more, and practise speaking and writing my English and Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I'm improving on my guitar =D&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. Project Anniversary is almost done!! =DDDDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-5950386521265449427?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/5950386521265449427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=5950386521265449427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/5950386521265449427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/5950386521265449427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2009/10/bird.html' title='Bird.'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17280197029064292468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-8174622164278672528</id><published>2009-10-26T21:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T21:50:55.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update update update</title><content type='html'>Alright, another long post coming up I hope.&lt;br /&gt;I have loads of pictures to upload but I can't seem to bother to..&lt;br /&gt;I keep telling myself I'll take pictures and upload to blog but I keep forgetting and procrastinating and then.. I don't upload at all... But I'll be hardworking today and upload them for you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SuWmVRUpC9I/AAAAAAAAAGw/rs78ZkQG2OE/s1600-h/Photo+57.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SuWmVRUpC9I/AAAAAAAAAGw/rs78ZkQG2OE/s320/Photo+57.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396902612830850002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found a heart shaped chip in our bag of ruffles.. Couldn't bear to eat it.. wahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SuWmVrW3EKI/AAAAAAAAAG4/80ZPIPsetKI/s1600-h/Photo+60.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SuWmVrW3EKI/AAAAAAAAAG4/80ZPIPsetKI/s320/Photo+60.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396902619819479202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid fat woman wanted to snatch it from me.. But NOPE! Not gonna give her!! (she ate it in the end though cuz I couldn't bear to eat it =.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SuWmWFIV-OI/AAAAAAAAAHI/SiAYzWf1EyE/s1600-h/Photo+66.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SuWmWFIV-OI/AAAAAAAAAHI/SiAYzWf1EyE/s320/Photo+66.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396902626737912034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new hair extensions!! You can't see the end.. It's soooooo long...... It gets heavy at times but I'm more or less used to it already. But thing is, My original hair is so much shorter than my extension that it looks weird if it's not straight cuz it protrudes out at the top while the rest of the hair is long and straight....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SuWmV-v_DQI/AAAAAAAAAHA/1BPKIcz0uXk/s1600-h/Photo+64.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SuWmV-v_DQI/AAAAAAAAAHA/1BPKIcz0uXk/s320/Photo+64.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396902625025133826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I wore to the SYOGOC (Singapore Youth Olympic Games Organising Committee) meeting on the day where the fat woman went to the kelong. It's my current display picture for MSN and Facebook. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't remember what else I wanted to add in.. ohwells..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell down in the bus on the way to school today.. I lost my balance, and my heels got caught on the edge of the ledge of the last row and I knelt forward. My knees hurt like shit now.. =.=&lt;br /&gt;My dad was so kan chiong, he went looking for the medicine to apply to the bruise just now. He was worried that I couldn't walk tomorrow cuz of the blue-black. Awww... He's the best =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took pictures of the bruise but I don't know how well it'll show.. I'll upload anyway.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SuWohKcNyHI/AAAAAAAAAHY/6L1cWbRuuC4/s1600-h/loves-0046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SuWohKcNyHI/AAAAAAAAAHY/6L1cWbRuuC4/s320/loves-0046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396905016165255282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My left leg.. See the small dot there? It hurts like shit if you touch it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SuWog8s7E8I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/D15U1-R_JM0/s1600-h/loves-0045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SuWog8s7E8I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/D15U1-R_JM0/s320/loves-0045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396905012477236162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My right leg.. This knee got it bad.. there's 2 bruises cuz I knelt on the metal edge on the floor.. You know SMRT buses have a catch on the floor at the back? The edge of the catch is metal and it's elevated.. Not flat.. I fell right on it.. So clever.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if I really cannot walk tomorrow, that's nice somehow. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I miss boyfriend.. He's having his field camp now.. Bleah..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-8174622164278672528?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/8174622164278672528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=8174622164278672528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/8174622164278672528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/8174622164278672528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2009/10/update-update-update.html' title='Update update update'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17280197029064292468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SuWmVRUpC9I/AAAAAAAAAGw/rs78ZkQG2OE/s72-c/Photo+57.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-2727227989061005733</id><published>2009-10-09T10:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T10:24:48.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New shampoo</title><content type='html'>Bought a new shampoo yesterday. Tried it before I went to bed. And I woke up with perfect hair!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice and soft and easily manageable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always thought my dandruff would get in the way of what kind of shampoo I use. And it's true, I cannot anyhow use shampoo cuz I will make it worse..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you are thinking of changing your shampoo or sth try Essential. I bought the Nuance Airy (the pink colour one) cuz I have flat hair.. And it's damn cheap. Shampoo, conditioner and treatment total $10 nia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you can get a free tote by filling out a survey and mailing it to them. So cool!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-2727227989061005733?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/2727227989061005733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=2727227989061005733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/2727227989061005733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/2727227989061005733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-shampoo.html' title='New shampoo'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17280197029064292468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-4238213363069827022</id><published>2009-10-05T20:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T21:12:39.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bus irritants</title><content type='html'>How many of you take the bus to school or to work?&lt;br /&gt;Plenty right?&lt;br /&gt;How many of you come across people who are very very inconsiderate in the buses?&lt;br /&gt;ALMOST ALL RIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. If you didn't, let me tell you about some of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The I-think-I-have-big-balls people.&lt;br /&gt;    These people (usually guys) will think that their balls are too big for them to sit properly in one seat. So how? They will sit in the middle of 2 seats and open their legs wide wide. Then pretend that they are sitting correctly and even if they knew it's wrong to take up 2 seats, they do it like they have no choice cuz they have big balls. You know what I'd like to do to these people? Take the WHACKO stick we made today (really fat and hard) and hit them in the (supposed) balls. Then they will crouch and I will have a place to sit. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The My-bag-is-big-so-it-needs-its-own-space people.&lt;br /&gt;     These are usually aunties with little handbags. And by little, I mean LITTLE. So little that you can actually put it on your lap that little. But NO!! Their handbags are those cheapo kinds which can be bought at Pasar Malams and it looks like Gucci or Louis Vuitton or something and they think they are so "atas" (High-class Singaporean) that their bags need their own seat. How to deal with them?  Quoted from Chloe "I stare, then cock an eyebrow and keep staring." Then she will feel awkward and move her bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The Super-big-schoolbag-students.&lt;br /&gt;     These are one of the worse kind of people who take the bus. Their school bags are bulging out, they are hunched-backed and they stink at the end of the day. But what do they do? (I see primary school kids doing this more) They go up, tap their cards, and stand near the door. =.= I mean what the hell? The door is not gonna run away from you! You have big bags, you stand at the door and you attempt to let people alight with that little space between you, your bag and the door. Hello? The aisle of the bus is not as wide as those in your school. How do I deal with them? I just ask them to move to the back or say a very loud "Excuse Me!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The I'm-standing-next-to-you-but-I-need-to-talk-loudly people.&lt;br /&gt;     These people have no brains because they cannot differentiate the difference between near, far, loud and soft. They will talk to their friends who are probably sitting right behind them, oh wait. Not talk, shout. Yeah. They will shout to their friend who is sitting right behind them. And these friends will shout back :) How wonderful! And if you get a group of aunties, with kids. I say good luck to you. The kids will scream and run around and the aunties will be busy shouting over the din. What to do? I suggest you buy a really good noise cancellation earphones or headphones and just listen to your music. You wouldn't want to have ANYTHING to do with those people, you will only be at the losing end. Unless, of course, if you can outshout them :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The I'm-so-tired-so-I'm-gonna-sleep-all-over-you people.&lt;br /&gt;     I think the title says it all. These people, regardless of race, religion, age or size will do it if they want to. They will board the bus, find a seat and start sleeping. And if you're lucky, you will get someone who doesn't move around. But if you don't have the best of luck that day, then you'll encounter someone who, for some reason, likes to fall on you and sleep. The best thing is some people will sleep and lie on your shoulder and refuse to wake up until you knock them on the head or something. Then some people, even better! Their heads will sway according to the movements of the bus. So you'll see rotating heads or rather nodding heads probably nodding to the tune of "na mo ah mi tuo fo...." Yes. That bad. And they are so sleepy that they don't realise it. What to do? Nudge them, and if they dun respond, say excuse me. If they still don't respond, then you have no choice but to use physical force. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm brain dead already. Let me know your experience with these people. Or if you have met better ones, SHARE! I believe my (very very few) readers will wanna know! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I have met all the above types of people. How suay am I?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-4238213363069827022?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/4238213363069827022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=4238213363069827022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/4238213363069827022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/4238213363069827022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2009/10/bus-irritants.html' title='Bus irritants'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17280197029064292468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-8439009430019719065</id><published>2009-09-30T15:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T15:29:25.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>プール　by Hata Motohiro..</title><content type='html'>Take a listen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/gdzwdupAT-/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/gdzwdupAT-/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#E6E6E6;padding:1px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float:left;padding:4px 4px 0 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin:0;padding:0;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="EmbedSearchBox"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Search" style="font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top:3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;amp;ek=gdzwdupAT-" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;amp;ek=gdzwdupAT-" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;amp;ek=gdzwdupAT-" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;amp;ek=gdzwdupAT-" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/gdzwdupAT-/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/l46_IXB/music/APzifrq2/hata-motohiro-pool/"&gt;Pool - Hata Motohiro&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the lyrics..&lt;br /&gt;If you can read them, help me to translate into romaji for me k? I wanna learn how to sing it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;陽射しは　水の底まで　折れ曲がるようにして届いた&lt;br /&gt; そこにまるで探していたものが　あったかのようにね  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;水色のフィルターを通して　僕は世界を見ていた&lt;br /&gt;揺らぐ視線のずっと先に　繰り返される悲しみも&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  目映い夏の風は　穏やかに過ぎてく &lt;br /&gt;やわらかな波に　たゆたう痛みを置き去りにしながら  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;楽しそうに笑う子ども達　光のプールが包みこむ&lt;br /&gt; 僕は季節に浮かんだままで　ただただそれを眺めていた  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;はしゃぎすぎる時間と　その向こう側にある静寂(しずけさ) &lt;br /&gt;夢と現実の狭間で　あなたの声が聞こえた気がした&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  目映い夏の午後に　いつか朽ちてく時 &lt;br /&gt;永遠なんてない　だからこの瞬間が　愛しく思えるんだ  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;手と手が触れて二人　顔を見合わせた　光のプールに沈み込む&lt;br /&gt; きっと僕らがつかみたかったものは　こんなありふれた日常なんだ  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;楽しそうに笑う子ども達　光のプールが包みこむ&lt;br /&gt; 僕はあなたを離さないように　強く強く抱きしめた&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-8439009430019719065?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/8439009430019719065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=8439009430019719065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/8439009430019719065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/8439009430019719065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2009/09/by-hata-motohiro.html' title='プール　by Hata Motohiro..'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17280197029064292468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-6245946749883727554</id><published>2009-09-29T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T15:55:09.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so bored that I made videos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gFJmuYHl9Mg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gFJmuYHl9Mg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7N7ICGSSE6E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7N7ICGSSE6E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; WAHAHAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;Funny not??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-6245946749883727554?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/6245946749883727554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=6245946749883727554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/6245946749883727554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/6245946749883727554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-so-bored-that-i-made-videos-watch.html' title=''/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17280197029064292468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-6517825070585552277</id><published>2009-09-21T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T22:35:24.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SrePC255DtI/AAAAAAAAAGo/BsdIoGdaJX0/s1600-h/P9150023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SrePC255DtI/AAAAAAAAAGo/BsdIoGdaJX0/s400/P9150023.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383929158805556946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SrePCQyGGBI/AAAAAAAAAGg/GIJikihQ6uw/s1600-h/P9150021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SrePCQyGGBI/AAAAAAAAAGg/GIJikihQ6uw/s400/P9150021.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383929148572309522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SrePB9kQtcI/AAAAAAAAAGY/jP8y5BmVOl0/s1600-h/P9150019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SrePB9kQtcI/AAAAAAAAAGY/jP8y5BmVOl0/s400/P9150019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383929143414011330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-6517825070585552277?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/6517825070585552277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=6517825070585552277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/6517825070585552277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/6517825070585552277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17280197029064292468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SrePC255DtI/AAAAAAAAAGo/BsdIoGdaJX0/s72-c/P9150023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-2587082990889676210</id><published>2009-09-13T14:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T14:36:37.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam Results</title><content type='html'>I'm suddenly very very interested in my exam results. damn scared I fail sia.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-2587082990889676210?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/2587082990889676210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=2587082990889676210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/2587082990889676210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/2587082990889676210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2009/09/exam-results.html' title='Exam Results'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17280197029064292468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-7675262577250557984</id><published>2009-09-12T12:19:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T12:43:10.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentosa Trip</title><content type='html'>Hey all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't updated for awhile. Been busy lately cuz Darling is gonna enlist for his NS. He's in Tekong now.. Hope he's doing fine.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna upload a few pictures and talk about our trip to Sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/hm09yKuLTYhcOD4xsEFCAw?authkey=Gv1sRgCKSquqql5qO8Vw&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SqsgiKukOJI/AAAAAAAAADQ/ZpteckrfHeg/s400/loves-0013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken on the Sentosa bus. Thought they had a card to use for entrance but I think the booth at the interchange ran out of it. We had to use receipts to board the bus and the tram back to Vivo.. =.= Got no card to keep as souvenir..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/I1j3-e0plNAn3hE3CCwNfA?authkey=Gv1sRgCKSquqql5qO8Vw&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/Sqsgj9I7O0I/AAAAAAAAADg/cAr1ypqY_RM/s400/loves-0017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken by Darling.. Love the dreamy effect but we didn't do anything with the phone. It just came out like that. This was after lunch and the sun was nice and warm. We bought a mat there (cost a friggin' $15) and sat facing the sea. It's nice to go to the beach when there's nobody there. You don't get 13-16 year olds screaming and running around you when you tan.. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/-iv2oxa7jR4d17icBUTQtA?authkey=Gv1sRgCKSquqql5qO8Vw&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/Sqsglf3QLII/AAAAAAAAADs/mkJG96n9sLI/s400/loves-0021.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A temporary tattoo that I got. It was airbrushed and cost only $5. The woman said that it'll last for about 10 days. But the tattoo on my shoulder blade.. Is fading. =.= It started fading the day after I got it.. Bluff me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/1deu80pCkAob81zLrk4pbg?authkey=Gv1sRgCKSquqql5qO8Vw&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SqsgmAp9ukI/AAAAAAAAAD0/NjsBumPW1Xs/s400/loves-0023.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After walking around in Sentosa and figuring out that there isn't anything much to do without spending money, we went to Vivo to shop. I wanted to get a small drawer to put in my wardrobe to keep my cosmetics and stuff, but couldn't find any. In the end, I got a chew toy for Colee and a eyebrow pencil. Used up mine long ago. And since I got lighter colour hair, I figured that I needed to colour my eyebrows as well. It's really black now.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;The above photo was taken in Long John Silver's, we were very hungry after walking around in Sentosa.. The taste of the food was alright, but what do you expect from a fast food joint anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Took the bus back to his house and fell asleep straight away. And I keep feeling that I had my mouth wide open so I kept closing my mouth.. lol I must've looked ridiculous XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thing is, I thought I would tan a little (a bit I also happy you know?) BUT when I went to the IT fair on Thursday and met my friends, they said "huh? You dun look like you went to Sentosa leh. You look the same..." =.= And I agree.. I even put on the tanning oil.. But I still have the same skin colour.. What the hell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/8qblXPYn3INjkDNs9SY3ew?authkey=Gv1sRgCKSquqql5qO8Vw&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SqsgndQhPPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/CK-rbRqpTA8/s400/loves-0026.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was taken on 10/09/09 at Pulau Tekong Basic Military School 2 cookhouse. We just had lunch (or food tasting as they wrote in his enlistment letter) and he was just about to leave and fall in at the parade square to walk to his bunk or something.&lt;br /&gt;Look at his face.. He couldn't bear to leave us all. I couldn't bear to let him go either, but what to do? It's compulsory.&lt;br /&gt;But no worries!! He's coming out this saturday 19/09/09 due to HARI RAYA!! Other people have 2 weeks confinement, he only has 1. WAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Zfg9MtgRzL5HRessoKcDBA?authkey=Gv1sRgCKSquqql5qO8Vw&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SqsgoJaEKXI/AAAAAAAAAEI/EW8W3tNLh_I/s400/loves-0028.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you spot the little brown thing? This was taken on my sofa. I was cold so I took my blanket out and lied on the sofa, brought the dog up to cuddle and he squeezed in between my legs, and fell asleep.. =.= no matter how i move, he won't budge.. I almost got a cramp =.=&lt;br /&gt;But he's damn cute!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-7675262577250557984?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/7675262577250557984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=7675262577250557984' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/7675262577250557984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/7675262577250557984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2009/09/sentosa-trip.html' title='Sentosa Trip'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17280197029064292468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SqsgiKukOJI/AAAAAAAAADQ/ZpteckrfHeg/s72-c/loves-0013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-5566028711999855859</id><published>2009-09-07T23:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T23:17:21.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new hair!</title><content type='html'>Went for a haircut and a dye this afternoon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went from this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SqUh9Ag6-_I/AAAAAAAAACY/RDSbRwwo6lc/s1600-h/Photo+41.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SqUh9Ag6-_I/AAAAAAAAACY/RDSbRwwo6lc/s400/Photo+41.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378742661957745650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SqUi8NXZAFI/AAAAAAAAACo/kDeoi42H7-8/s1600-h/loves-0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SqUi8NXZAFI/AAAAAAAAACo/kDeoi42H7-8/s400/loves-0012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378743747739189330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Don't mind the pimples please..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm very happy with the results!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow gonna go tanning at Sentosa!! yay!&lt;br /&gt;Hope the tan's gonna match the new hair.&lt;br /&gt;Medusa sounds like fun, and Chloe Tan's gonna be the Chairman!!&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way.. I think I know what I wanna do on Wednesday, a day before the Boyfriend books in and I won't get to see him for 2 weeks straight.&lt;br /&gt;LET'S GO K DARLING!! WANT?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-5566028711999855859?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/5566028711999855859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=5566028711999855859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/5566028711999855859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/5566028711999855859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-hair.html' title='new hair!'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17280197029064292468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SqUh9Ag6-_I/AAAAAAAAACY/RDSbRwwo6lc/s72-c/Photo+41.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-4104876890123215515</id><published>2009-09-05T22:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T22:57:39.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Martina McBride - Concrete Angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZLwwy-g2wkc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZLwwy-g2wkc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She walks to school with a lunch she packed&lt;br /&gt;Nobody knows what she's holding back;&lt;br /&gt;Wearing the same dress she wore yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;She hides the bruises with the linen and lace;&lt;br /&gt;oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher wonders but she doesn't ask,&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to see the pain behind the mask;&lt;br /&gt;Bearing the burdon of a secret storm,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes she wishes she was never born;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the wind and the rain,&lt;br /&gt;She stands hard as a stone in a world that she can't rise above;&lt;br /&gt;But her dreams give her wings and she flies to a place where she's loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concrete Angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody cries in the middle of the night,&lt;br /&gt;The neighbors hear but they turn out the lights;&lt;br /&gt;A fragile soul caught in the hands of fate,&lt;br /&gt;When morning comes it will be too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the wind and the rain,&lt;br /&gt;She stands hard as a stone in a world that she can't rise above;&lt;br /&gt;But her dreams give her wings and she flies to a place where she's loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concrete Angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A statue stands in a shaded place,&lt;br /&gt;An angel girl with an upturned face;&lt;br /&gt;Her name is written on a polished rock,&lt;br /&gt;A broken heart that the world forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the wind and the rain,&lt;br /&gt;She stands hard as a stone in a world that she can't rise above;&lt;br /&gt;But her dreams give her wings and she flies to a place where she's loved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-4104876890123215515?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/4104876890123215515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=4104876890123215515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/4104876890123215515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/4104876890123215515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2009/09/martina-mcbride-concrete-angel.html' title='Martina McBride - Concrete Angel'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17280197029064292468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-9003960522010477659</id><published>2009-08-23T17:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T17:46:59.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Colee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rEsmJbVrH2M/SpEPti7AlyI/AAAAAAAAAnk/X8kvkbGjEPE/s1600-h/Photo0081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rEsmJbVrH2M/SpEPti7AlyI/AAAAAAAAAnk/X8kvkbGjEPE/s400/Photo0081.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373093105572550434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His First Bath!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rEsmJbVrH2M/SpEPtAHrfyI/AAAAAAAAAnc/bU7vaNp-9Qs/s1600-h/Photo0079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rEsmJbVrH2M/SpEPtAHrfyI/AAAAAAAAAnc/bU7vaNp-9Qs/s400/Photo0079.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373093096230453026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nua-ing beside my mum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rEsmJbVrH2M/SpEPsfDta2I/AAAAAAAAAnU/0HnrOCWC_70/s1600-h/Photo0075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rEsmJbVrH2M/SpEPsfDta2I/AAAAAAAAAnU/0HnrOCWC_70/s400/Photo0075.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373093087355431778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to get her to protect him.. (he hates taking pictures and being carried.. wonder why?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rEsmJbVrH2M/SpEPrzsMowI/AAAAAAAAAnM/anBzJzt00LQ/s1600-h/loves-0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rEsmJbVrH2M/SpEPrzsMowI/AAAAAAAAAnM/anBzJzt00LQ/s400/loves-0009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373093075714089730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him sleeping in his bed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My very very cute Chihuahua puppy!!&lt;br /&gt;Named him Colee.. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-9003960522010477659?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/9003960522010477659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=9003960522010477659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/9003960522010477659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/9003960522010477659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2009/08/colee.html' title='Colee'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rEsmJbVrH2M/SWtGun8ALeI/AAAAAAAAAlI/6ilY3fTlJOU/S220/Me+in+kitchen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rEsmJbVrH2M/SpEPti7AlyI/AAAAAAAAAnk/X8kvkbGjEPE/s72-c/Photo0081.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-1519248421121207049</id><published>2009-08-11T15:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T15:26:53.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;事情如果那麽簡單那就好了&lt;br /&gt;想讓自己不見&lt;br /&gt;瞬間就通通消滅&lt;br /&gt;人類如果沒有心臟那就好了&lt;br /&gt;受傷不會流血&lt;br /&gt;悲傷也不會流淚&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like these lyrics..&lt;br /&gt;I think they are very meaningful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Translation*&lt;br /&gt;If only things were this simple&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could disappear&lt;br /&gt;And everything will be gone in a moment&lt;br /&gt;If only humans do have a heart&lt;br /&gt;We wouldn't bleed when we're injured&lt;br /&gt;Nor cry when we are sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? So nice... the song itself is really nice too..&lt;br /&gt;And I'm quite surprised that 小鬼 can sing so well..&lt;br /&gt;I know he was from some boyband in the past.. But I haven't heard any of his songs. Well, even if I did, I wouldn't remember.. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And only now do I know his real name..&lt;br /&gt;It's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;黃鴻升.&lt;br /&gt;LOL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, he's gonna have a mini album soon.&lt;br /&gt;I hope he comes to Singapore. Then I can go see him.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't have to worry about squeezing with people.. Because I don't think he is as popular as &lt;/span&gt;羅志祥.&lt;br /&gt;Not saying that he's not popular at all or something.. But just saying that he may not be as popular as Show.&lt;br /&gt;But I like both of them nonetheless. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall go back and listen to his songs now~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-1519248421121207049?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/1519248421121207049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=1519248421121207049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/1519248421121207049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/1519248421121207049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17280197029064292468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-8824235331870639510</id><published>2009-08-03T00:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T00:45:09.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is it so hard to follow simple instructions?&lt;br /&gt;What is wrong with the world?&lt;br /&gt;Too slow to react?&lt;br /&gt;Or rather, just plain lazy?&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You knew I was doing work.&lt;br /&gt;You had to switch off the router.&lt;br /&gt;What are you? Stupid?&lt;br /&gt;I think not.&lt;br /&gt;You are just not happy cuz the desktop's screwed.&lt;br /&gt;And that Shawn did not come up.&lt;br /&gt;Well even if he did, there's nothing he can do..&lt;br /&gt;The fucking desktop won't even start-up.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, maybe I'm assuming here.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you didn't switch off the router.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was somebody else.&lt;br /&gt;Fine. Then forget those words I said up there because then, it doesn't matter to you.&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;What the hell is wrong with everybody?&lt;br /&gt;Is it just me?&lt;br /&gt;Am I just PMSing?&lt;br /&gt;Or am I growing up and seeing how childish people can be.&lt;br /&gt;Or is everybody changing and that we are growing apart.&lt;br /&gt;Or is it cuz I'm just so immune to things, that I don't really bother to make new friends, to talk to people, to listen to people, to think about people.&lt;br /&gt;I may very well just be a moving flesh without thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;Without a mind of my own, without being able to make decisions.&lt;br /&gt;I just keep everything inside.&lt;br /&gt;Because I realised, sometimes, the more people know something, the more you are going to suffer.&lt;br /&gt;They may say that they are helping you, trying to comfort you, but in reality (and they may not know it themselves), is that they are hurting you.&lt;br /&gt;Bit by bit, part by part, organ by organ, cell by cell....&lt;br /&gt;Until you are wasted away, rotted till all that's left is your skeleton.&lt;br /&gt;And then maybe, people will think about you, regret hurting you, and hope they treated you better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just another one of those nights where I think about how evil human beings can be.&lt;br /&gt;So evil that they themselves, do not know it.&lt;br /&gt;Sighs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-8824235331870639510?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/8824235331870639510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=8824235331870639510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/8824235331870639510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/8824235331870639510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2009/08/is-it-so-hard-to-follow-simple.html' title=''/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17280197029064292468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-99755263695358493</id><published>2009-07-25T15:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T15:36:41.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A rather true quiz</title><content type='html'>Try this out. I think it's rather true in telling what kind of a person one is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which will you tend to first, if all of these are happening at the same time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;The phone ringing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The baby crying&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The tap running&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Somebody knocking on your door&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The laundry hanging outside in the rain&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After choosing them, scroll down to see which person you are!&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;&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;&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;If you chose:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;The phone ringing - You are business-oriented. You wouldn't want to waste an opportunity to do business with people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The baby crying - You are family-oriented for the obvious reason, you do not want to let your baby cry or be hurt in any way. Just like how you feel for your family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The tap running - You are money-oriented. You don't like to waste things and in turn waste money. Instead you think that what can be saved, should be saved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Somebody knocking on the door - You are people-oriented. You like to be around people and people like to be around you. You try not to make anybody feel left out and make them feel welcomed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The laundry hanging outside in the rain - You are sex-oriented. And I have no idea why. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it true for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this during Convex class. And it was quite funny cuz Yueshi chose number 5. XD XD XD&lt;br /&gt;Guess which one is me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh by the way, I have this new link up on my sidebar. Do click it if you want free stuff mailed to your doorstep daily! My sister recommended it to me and she says it's really good. Click on it, register and choose your free sample!!&lt;br /&gt;Click Click Click!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-99755263695358493?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/99755263695358493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=99755263695358493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/99755263695358493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/99755263695358493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2009/07/rather-true-quiz.html' title='A rather true quiz'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rEsmJbVrH2M/SWtGun8ALeI/AAAAAAAAAlI/6ilY3fTlJOU/S220/Me+in+kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-2555722746550180590</id><published>2009-07-21T15:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T15:28:01.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Really funny video</title><content type='html'>WATCH THIS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something nice to cheer you up, or just to brighten your day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/E-26uHGBhyE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/E-26uHGBhyE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-2555722746550180590?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/2555722746550180590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=2555722746550180590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/2555722746550180590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/2555722746550180590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2009/07/really-funny-video.html' title='Really funny video'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17280197029064292468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-366435112669647807</id><published>2009-07-15T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T15:38:59.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel like blogging.&lt;br /&gt;Finally..&lt;br /&gt;But I dunno what I wanna say.&lt;br /&gt;Or what I wanna tell you.&lt;br /&gt;I feel that I'm being older, and thinking differently now.&lt;br /&gt;But I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's a phase.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe....&lt;br /&gt;I dunno....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-366435112669647807?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/366435112669647807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=366435112669647807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/366435112669647807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/366435112669647807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-feel-like-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17280197029064292468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-655684082325605310</id><published>2009-07-13T11:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T11:20:23.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rich ass kids</title><content type='html'>I don't understand how some families can be so rich.&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand how some girls can go eat food or snacks at nice restaurants.&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand how they get the money to support their shopping needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I have to think about what I want to buy.&lt;br /&gt;Why do I have to think twice before deciding to eat in restaurants.&lt;br /&gt;Why do I have to buy the cheapest food.&lt;br /&gt;Why can I only see and touch but not buy and use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate being cashless.&lt;br /&gt;But I can't complain.&lt;br /&gt;Mummy and Daddy have it worse.&lt;br /&gt;I shall keep it all inside and make my own money when I go out to work.&lt;br /&gt;I feel bad always taking money from them.&lt;br /&gt;I will be rich someday.&lt;br /&gt;And I will spend the money on myself. (Well, most of it lah..)&lt;br /&gt;I might be a stingy little bitch next time.&lt;br /&gt;But I'll always treat my family and friends well.&lt;br /&gt;But if I catch you being friends with me just because I'm rich, you are so dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-655684082325605310?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/655684082325605310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=655684082325605310' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/655684082325605310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/655684082325605310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2009/07/rich-ass-kids.html' title='Rich ass kids'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17280197029064292468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-4798000781195945740</id><published>2009-07-04T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T21:25:52.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a lil update</title><content type='html'>alright.&lt;br /&gt;I have left this space a little too long&lt;br /&gt;So I have returned to update a little&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost, I passed my driving test.&lt;br /&gt;After a second round XD&lt;br /&gt;Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, I got acne.&lt;br /&gt;Not that severe&lt;br /&gt;But serious enough to make me lose confidence in myself&lt;br /&gt;I used to be able to hold my head up and greet people whom I know.&lt;br /&gt;But recently, I see people I know, but I don't say hi to them.&lt;br /&gt;I act like I don't know them.&lt;br /&gt;really pathetic, the way I am now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, Baby got a job&lt;br /&gt;Temperature screening at Woodlands Checkpoint&lt;br /&gt;Working from 8p.m. to 9 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;Poor thing.&lt;br /&gt;But do it for the money!&lt;br /&gt;$8.50 per hour.&lt;br /&gt;And he mostly just looks at the screen to see their "body heat"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, I won't be able to join my friends at Carousel at Royal Plaza at Scotts.&lt;br /&gt;Sadded.&lt;br /&gt;Got classes that night.&lt;br /&gt;They are going for dinner&lt;br /&gt;Oh well....&lt;br /&gt;Next time then....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else?&lt;br /&gt;Lemme see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I've started working for Medusa alr.&lt;br /&gt;Though I think we haven't handed stuff that we're supposed to.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also want to be a blogger for Singapore Idol.&lt;br /&gt;But I lazy go sign up and fight with other people.&lt;br /&gt;Who knows whether or not there are better writers than me out there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's about it..&lt;br /&gt;If I do remember.. Then I'll update again. I guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-4798000781195945740?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/4798000781195945740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=4798000781195945740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/4798000781195945740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/4798000781195945740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2009/07/lil-update.html' title='a lil update'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17280197029064292468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-8427138199938289563</id><published>2009-06-28T15:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T15:11:57.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugliness</title><content type='html'>Am I ugly?&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I'm getting really really ugly..&lt;br /&gt;Stupid acne.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-8427138199938289563?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/8427138199938289563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=8427138199938289563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/8427138199938289563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/8427138199938289563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2009/06/ugliness.html' title='Ugliness'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17280197029064292468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-7241253571333451924</id><published>2009-06-18T01:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T01:04:36.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Survey</title><content type='html'>Ok.. I know how most of you hate surveys.&lt;br /&gt;But help me out k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zoomerang.com/Survey/?p=WEB229BPUPEK9Y"&gt;http://www.zoomerang.com/Survey/?p=WEB229BPUPEK9Y&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise u.. It's very fun. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-7241253571333451924?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/7241253571333451924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=7241253571333451924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/7241253571333451924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/7241253571333451924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2009/06/survey.html' title='Survey'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rEsmJbVrH2M/SWtGun8ALeI/AAAAAAAAAlI/6ilY3fTlJOU/S220/Me+in+kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-7444041495647930355</id><published>2009-06-11T14:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T15:19:17.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Christmas Wish List</title><content type='html'>Or whenever you wanna buy for me. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following are some of the things that I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SjCp4g8A1lI/AAAAAAAAABw/SF1ZliBIQK4/s1600-h/54B98_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 284px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SjCp4g8A1lI/AAAAAAAAABw/SF1ZliBIQK4/s320/54B98_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345959546068194898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bag from &lt;a href="http://wardrobe54.com/product_info.php?cPath=3&amp;amp;products_id=1476"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cost: $29.90.&lt;br /&gt;I got an account from there so if you wanna buy for me, let me know k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SjCo1ygBpLI/AAAAAAAAABo/X7G-mJHn1cc/s1600-h/2298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SjCo1ygBpLI/AAAAAAAAABo/X7G-mJHn1cc/s320/2298.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345958399731410098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dress from &lt;a href="http://www.what-ladies-want.com/Product.aspx?ID=2027&amp;amp;Page=2"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cost: $21.50&lt;br /&gt;I think $21.50 is reasonable cuz the belt is included too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SjCo1qwrrII/AAAAAAAAABg/3ckYA9b5bws/s1600-h/692.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SjCo1qwrrII/AAAAAAAAABg/3ckYA9b5bws/s320/692.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345958397653789826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dress from &lt;a href="http://www.what-ladies-want.com/Product.aspx?ID=1075&amp;amp;Page=26"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cost: $18.50&lt;br /&gt;I just like this dress lah.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SjCo1Q53EHI/AAAAAAAAABY/1KeCb-F0pII/s1600-h/P9108_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SjCo1Q53EHI/AAAAAAAAABY/1KeCb-F0pII/s320/P9108_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345958390712963186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dress from &lt;a href="http://www.what-ladies-want.com/Product.aspx?ID=1989&amp;amp;Page=4"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cost: $18.00&lt;br /&gt;So bloody cheap!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like all these... and they are not very expensive leh..&lt;br /&gt;But I got no money buy.. I spent all on my guitar and the learning course.. =.=&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, you gain something you lose something..&lt;br /&gt;I think got some more.. but so far, these are the ones I like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go &lt;a href="http://www.affordable-loves.blogspot.com/"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;and see how pretty the shoes are!! OMG!!!&lt;br /&gt;But the sizes, I cannot wear. bleah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-7444041495647930355?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/7444041495647930355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=7444041495647930355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/7444041495647930355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/7444041495647930355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-christmas-wish-list.html' title='My Christmas Wish List'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17280197029064292468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SZ-qTY6pqmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NBQpCCCaDnc/S220/Photo+72.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DpnBgVq3X0c/SjCp4g8A1lI/AAAAAAAAABw/SF1ZliBIQK4/s72-c/54B98_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-1162156524689583316</id><published>2009-06-09T13:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T14:45:37.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goals for this year...</title><content type='html'>I have thought of some goals that I wanna achieve this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get at least a 3.0 for my GPA&lt;br /&gt;I think this might be a little difficult... Judging from my grades now... LOL..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Save at least $500 by the end of this year.&lt;br /&gt;I think this shouldn't be a problem if I can curb my spending urge. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pass my Driving Practical Test on July 3.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learn how to play the guitar correctly.&lt;br /&gt;I got take course. Must be hardworking and play regularly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what I can think of now. If I think of some other things, I'll update. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-1162156524689583316?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/1162156524689583316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=1162156524689583316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/1162156524689583316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/1162156524689583316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2009/06/goals-for-this-year.html' title='Goals for this year...'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rEsmJbVrH2M/SWtGun8ALeI/AAAAAAAAAlI/6ilY3fTlJOU/S220/Me+in+kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-6483217403442727757</id><published>2009-06-05T11:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T11:05:15.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pain!</title><content type='html'>I'm in pain!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 1 freaking huge ulcer at the side of my tongue, another one near the front and another one on my lips.&lt;br /&gt;I need ICED WATER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pain....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-6483217403442727757?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/6483217403442727757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=6483217403442727757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/6483217403442727757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/6483217403442727757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2009/06/pain.html' title='Pain!'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rEsmJbVrH2M/SWtGun8ALeI/AAAAAAAAAlI/6ilY3fTlJOU/S220/Me+in+kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-8115885392832353859</id><published>2009-06-02T13:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T13:51:09.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am not happy with everybody today.&lt;br /&gt;TODAY IS A HORRIBLE DAY FOR ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) No time to finish up 25% paper. Prolly lost 6 marks in section B&lt;br /&gt;2) Print quota is 0. Cannot free print in school&lt;br /&gt;3) Fucking hot weather, fucking cold LT&lt;br /&gt;4) No lunch&lt;br /&gt;5) Somebody died at my void deck. Prolly suicide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the day has only passed through the halfway mark. It's 1.45p.m. now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno whether I still wanna go school tonight not.&lt;br /&gt;Will prolly screw up something again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that worked out.&lt;br /&gt;Darlings and me just gave ourselves another nickname - The Powerpuff Girls and Mojo Jojo&lt;br /&gt;Chloe - Blossom (Cuz she was wearing pink.)&lt;br /&gt;Yueshi - Bubbles (Cuz she was wearing blue.)&lt;br /&gt;Me - Buttercup (Yup, cuz I was wearing green.)&lt;br /&gt;And Janice - The tiny Mayor who loves pickles and big breast. XD&lt;br /&gt;That is sooo Janice. wahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photocopied notes to take into exam hall so that one worked out well.&lt;br /&gt;CONVEX ppt coming along well cuz I started during MASINA lecture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, that's all. And I think there will be nothing for me to look forward to later. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONVEX ppt to do&lt;br /&gt;Surveys to clean up&lt;br /&gt;--- Due Wednesday 3 June&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MASINA proposal to clean up&lt;br /&gt;ETHICS essay to be done&lt;br /&gt;--- Due Friday 5 June&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-8115885392832353859?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/8115885392832353859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=8115885392832353859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/8115885392832353859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/8115885392832353859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-am-not-happy-with-everybody-today.html' title=''/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rEsmJbVrH2M/SWtGun8ALeI/AAAAAAAAAlI/6ilY3fTlJOU/S220/Me+in+kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-4791908822267570831</id><published>2009-06-01T23:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T23:12:28.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My bedroom</title><content type='html'>I'm moving house in 3 years time.&lt;br /&gt;And I get to design my own bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rEsmJbVrH2M/SiPukSGwdyI/AAAAAAAAAnE/HNPfBAiJ4Bs/s1600-h/my+dream+room.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 219px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rEsmJbVrH2M/SiPukSGwdyI/AAAAAAAAAnE/HNPfBAiJ4Bs/s400/my+dream+room.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342375890094421794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Picture taken from &lt;a href="http://www.studiohousedesign.com/modern-loft-bedroom-tumideispa/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take out the taller bed, move the smaller bed in till it's parallel to the wall behind, shift the table to the wall on the right, and you get what I want my room to look like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other side of the room (the one where the picture is taken fron) I might have a small tv system complete with a mini hi-fi set. =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy say she wanna put a sofa in my room. I told her, can! But have too see whether got space not. If not, a few bean bags will do just fine! =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG I'm so excited. WAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. "Gossip hippo sitting beside me" riiiiight. If she's a hippo, what are you? A mammoth? Then you should be extinct! And you can't be a mammoth because mammoths are useful (fur, tusk etc) while you are a useless fuck. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-4791908822267570831?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/4791908822267570831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=4791908822267570831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/4791908822267570831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/4791908822267570831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-bedroom.html' title='My bedroom'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rEsmJbVrH2M/SWtGun8ALeI/AAAAAAAAAlI/6ilY3fTlJOU/S220/Me+in+kitchen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rEsmJbVrH2M/SiPukSGwdyI/AAAAAAAAAnE/HNPfBAiJ4Bs/s72-c/my+dream+room.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-5683005399198494185</id><published>2009-06-01T19:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T19:46:57.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SHAME ON THE NEW PAPER.</title><content type='html'>After reading this article written by a blogger, I feel that all of us should boycott TNP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.dk.sg/2009/05/29/shame-on-you-tnp-shame-on-you/"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;SHAME ON YOU, TNP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw The New Paper. Anyway, I have never thought that their news stories were worth reading anyway. I only read them because Daddy buys them back. Well, I'll not read them again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid journalists and editors. Never liked them at all.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky I'm not one of them. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-5683005399198494185?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/5683005399198494185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=5683005399198494185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/5683005399198494185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/5683005399198494185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2009/06/shame-on-new-paper.html' title='SHAME ON THE NEW PAPER.'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rEsmJbVrH2M/SWtGun8ALeI/AAAAAAAAAlI/6ilY3fTlJOU/S220/Me+in+kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-5300989111388324705</id><published>2009-05-31T13:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T13:43:39.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another new skin</title><content type='html'>Okay.&lt;br /&gt;I've uploaded a new blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;Love it very much!!&lt;br /&gt;The background colour might change according to my mood on that day.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;Today, I'm feeling okay. A little warm yeah, but overall okay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, now that blogskin is done, I have to go complete my homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=[WISP hard copy due Monday, MedLaw test on Tuesday, Ethics essay due Friday]=&lt;br /&gt;-{ Wee. What a wonderful life I have}-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-5300989111388324705?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/5300989111388324705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=5300989111388324705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/5300989111388324705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/5300989111388324705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2009/05/another-new-skin.html' title='Another new skin'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rEsmJbVrH2M/SWtGun8ALeI/AAAAAAAAAlI/6ilY3fTlJOU/S220/Me+in+kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-4399545499296572366</id><published>2009-05-30T00:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T00:28:29.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random updates</title><content type='html'>Ok, school is nearing the halfway mark.&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's pretty drained now.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot complain, cuz I have nothing much to do. =S&lt;br /&gt;The only thing is my night classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have work due soon.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm procrastinating, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll panic and rush around and everything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During ethical dilemmas, we did our presentation today.&lt;br /&gt;It was a last minute thing.&lt;br /&gt;We didn't have time to really start in it.&lt;br /&gt;But we got a good response from Jordan.&lt;br /&gt;"good presentation. (or great presentation. can't remember)"&lt;br /&gt;And we were so happy. Cuz it was soooo last minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Xiaxue has a new blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I think her previous one looks nicer.&lt;br /&gt;The font feels more her, compared to the one she has now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I'm not her "advisor" or whatever, she can do whatever she likes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photojourn tomorrow at SAFRA.&lt;br /&gt;Tired.&lt;br /&gt;Have to wake up early.&lt;br /&gt;Hoorah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-4399545499296572366?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/4399545499296572366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=4399545499296572366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/4399545499296572366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/4399545499296572366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2009/05/random-updates.html' title='Random updates'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rEsmJbVrH2M/SWtGun8ALeI/AAAAAAAAAlI/6ilY3fTlJOU/S220/Me+in+kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-1577545809899459220</id><published>2009-05-26T23:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T01:29:31.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rEsmJbVrH2M/ShwJZULmtQI/AAAAAAAAAm4/r4DXECLbKNg/s1600-h/sc0024c155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rEsmJbVrH2M/ShwJZULmtQI/AAAAAAAAAm4/r4DXECLbKNg/s400/sc0024c155.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340153588673328386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dug this out cuz darling wanted to see.&lt;br /&gt;And i wanted to boast. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-1577545809899459220?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/1577545809899459220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=1577545809899459220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/1577545809899459220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/1577545809899459220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2009/05/dug-this-out-cuz-darling-wanted-to-see.html' title=''/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rEsmJbVrH2M/SWtGun8ALeI/AAAAAAAAAlI/6ilY3fTlJOU/S220/Me+in+kitchen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rEsmJbVrH2M/ShwJZULmtQI/AAAAAAAAAm4/r4DXECLbKNg/s72-c/sc0024c155.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-3036846324884221942</id><published>2009-05-25T23:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T23:18:15.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me.</title><content type='html'>Do I whine a lot?&lt;br /&gt;Do whiny people turn you off?&lt;br /&gt;I think I whine a lot.&lt;br /&gt;And that sometimes turn people off.&lt;br /&gt;I shall learn to stop whining, and try to be more independent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-3036846324884221942?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/3036846324884221942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=3036846324884221942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/3036846324884221942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/3036846324884221942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2009/05/me.html' title='Me.'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rEsmJbVrH2M/SWtGun8ALeI/AAAAAAAAAlI/6ilY3fTlJOU/S220/Me+in+kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-8475374333384421473</id><published>2009-05-24T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T14:38:24.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Xchange widget</title><content type='html'>If you notice, I've added a little widget at the bottom right corner of my blog.&lt;br /&gt;You can check for little status updates there and also RSS feeds from other blogs.&lt;br /&gt;Browse through and if you see a blog post you like, click on it and you can start reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked the princess theme cuz it fits my blogskin. But apparently, it doesn't like me so I'm stuck with this compact theme... anyway, have fun with it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-8475374333384421473?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/8475374333384421473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=8475374333384421473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/8475374333384421473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/8475374333384421473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2009/05/xchange-widget.html' title='Xchange widget'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rEsmJbVrH2M/SWtGun8ALeI/AAAAAAAAAlI/6ilY3fTlJOU/S220/Me+in+kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-9003628979616209527</id><published>2009-05-23T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T00:04:48.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting?</title><content type='html'>I'm sick and tired of people saying that they'll wait for this girl, wait for that guy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excuse me, if you really like this person, then go all out and make her/him yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if he/she has a girlfriend? Make your feelings known to that person! Of course don't force them lah.. All I'm saying is, let that person know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if he/she shows no interest in being with you, then forget about him/her. It's just that person's loss if they don't see the good in you. Or maybe, he/she just doesn't suit you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all still young. Like what? 19? 20? 21? We haven't stepped into the working world officially, heck! We haven't stepped into adulthood officially!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is everybody dying to look for that special someone who will be with them for the rest of their lives?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll let you know something. Whoever you date now, may not be your partner for the rest of life!&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the two of you may be all lovey-dovey and such. But when you go out (or rather, grow older) you will see that there will be many changes that both of you will not understand and that will make the both of you see things that you may not have seen before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are there divorces in the world? It's because people cannot stay with each other. They can be very good lovers but they cannot stand living with each other. (There are also other reasons lah.. But you know what I mean..) If everybody can find their soulmates in their late teens (like someone I know) then good for you. But if you cannot, be patient! Don't just wait for ONE person.. By being patient I mean, wait for yourself to grow older, be more mature, fall madly in love only when you can afford to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, this world, you have to think practically also. Yes there may be feelings, but if you are thinking long term, you have to be stable in many ways. Most importantly, financially.. (A very relevant point if you are living in Singapore)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to my friends who are still waiting for that ONE person, I think that maybe you should start thinking about yourself. And not how you wanna chase that person, or ask for forgiveness, or sit and wait for him/her to notice you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just ranting.. Just thought of how many friends I have who are like that.. And sometimes, it gets very irritating. I may sound mean but you know I care for you. =D I don't want any of my friends to get hurt in any other way. Maybe some of you are already hurt, and I cannot do anything about it. But yeah, I care. Too bad, you have this kaypoh woman around you in your life.. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-9003628979616209527?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/9003628979616209527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=9003628979616209527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/9003628979616209527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/9003628979616209527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2009/05/waiting.html' title='Waiting?'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rEsmJbVrH2M/SWtGun8ALeI/AAAAAAAAAlI/6ilY3fTlJOU/S220/Me+in+kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-8308239283507474650</id><published>2009-05-23T14:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T14:12:57.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my humorous family</title><content type='html'>Loooooooooool..&lt;br /&gt;I just heard from my Ah yi (my mum's sister) that she couldn't understand what kinda music I was listening to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akon became ah koon.. LOL...&lt;br /&gt;She told me she was listening to my music when she was working then she started nodding/swaying her head.. Then her colleague saw her and asked "What are you doing?"&lt;br /&gt;She laughed and replied "Nothing lah. I just dunno what music my niece is listening to.."&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am currently listening to McFly's Too close for comfort. Not bad~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday during Ethical Dilemmas, Jordan plugged his iPod into the sound system and played his music out.&lt;br /&gt;I kinda liked it. very old school and very soothing.. And he said that rock music now is crappy. Which I totally agree. In fact, not only rock music sucks, any music that is made now really, the standard dropped a lot.&lt;br /&gt;They were just trying to cater to everybody, so what ever music they made, there will be some sort of pop element in there.&lt;br /&gt;Not that it's wrong, I understand the commercialism part but, sometimes there's no need to go to that extent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh but who cares? I like listening to music (Heavy metal not included) and as long as it's not someone screaming their lungs out, it's good for me. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just a random post cuz I realised I haven't been updating. (Not that my other friends are..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I ate korean bbq last night. Am probably gonna eat something good tonight too.&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. I used up 1 roll of film taking pictures of my family members making ba zhang.. hahaha in 1-2 hours.. soo cool right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-8308239283507474650?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/8308239283507474650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=8308239283507474650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/8308239283507474650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/8308239283507474650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-humorous-family.html' title='my humorous family'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rEsmJbVrH2M/SWtGun8ALeI/AAAAAAAAAlI/6ilY3fTlJOU/S220/Me+in+kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-9077394469651967711</id><published>2009-05-18T01:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T01:26:31.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Akon</title><content type='html'>Am suddenly in love with akon's songs.. lol&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea why..&lt;br /&gt;go listen~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/pl/Fj2XHKIIF1/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/pl/Fj2XHKIIF1/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="340" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#E6E6E6;padding:1px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float:left;padding:4px 4px 0 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin:0;padding:0;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="EmbedSearchBox"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Search" style="font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top:3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;amp;ek=Fj2XHKIIF1" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;amp;ek=Fj2XHKIIF1" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;amp;ek=Fj2XHKIIF1" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;amp;ek=Fj2XHKIIF1" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/Fj2XHKIIF1/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/p3ckyz/playlist/M1FqYldE/akon-music-playlist/"&gt;akon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's 2 others that I like, but can't find.&lt;br /&gt;Freedom and Be with you (or me.. I can't remember.. lol)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-9077394469651967711?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/9077394469651967711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=9077394469651967711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/9077394469651967711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/9077394469651967711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2009/05/akon.html' title='Akon'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rEsmJbVrH2M/SWtGun8ALeI/AAAAAAAAAlI/6ilY3fTlJOU/S220/Me+in+kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-5008031265408380357</id><published>2009-05-06T23:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T23:50:35.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired</title><content type='html'>It's week 3 and I'm feeling it man.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Mass Comm.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so tired, both mentally and physically.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's due to my night classes.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's due to the deliverables I have.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's due to the weather.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, I should take a break.&lt;br /&gt;But...&lt;br /&gt;School's expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trip to Guang Ming Shan this Saturday. Hurray. Gonna squeeze with all the aunties and uncles at the temple. Have to take photos. Not sure what I want to take though.&lt;br /&gt;After that I have meeting around lunch time. Damn. =.=&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot of things I think I wanna say.&lt;br /&gt;But I cannot remember.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's just me shutting down.&lt;br /&gt;I shall go shower and sleep now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-5008031265408380357?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/5008031265408380357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=5008031265408380357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/5008031265408380357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/5008031265408380357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2009/05/tired.html' title='Tired'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rEsmJbVrH2M/SWtGun8ALeI/AAAAAAAAAlI/6ilY3fTlJOU/S220/Me+in+kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-5927217723418582438</id><published>2009-05-02T09:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T09:58:13.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Story meets Viva La Vida</title><content type='html'>Really nice piece.&lt;br /&gt;Take the time to listen and enjoy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="450"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0v3d6SFcDys&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;hd=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0v3d6SFcDys&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;hd=1&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="350" width="450"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-5927217723418582438?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/5927217723418582438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=5927217723418582438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/5927217723418582438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/5927217723418582438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2009/05/love-story-meets-viva-la-vida.html' title='Love Story meets Viva La Vida'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rEsmJbVrH2M/SWtGun8ALeI/AAAAAAAAAlI/6ilY3fTlJOU/S220/Me+in+kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-9123122148294527058</id><published>2009-04-29T21:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T21:10:41.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swine flu</title><content type='html'>I love pork.&lt;br /&gt;But the origin of pork, which are pigs, gives us swine flu.&lt;br /&gt;Starting tomorrow (at least I think is tomorrow), NP is gonna monitor our temperature. Twice a day. -___________-&lt;br /&gt;I dunno where my thermometer is.&lt;br /&gt;And I need to buy one.&lt;br /&gt;-____________________________________-&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-9123122148294527058?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/9123122148294527058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=9123122148294527058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/9123122148294527058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/9123122148294527058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2009/04/swine-flu.html' title='Swine flu'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rEsmJbVrH2M/SWtGun8ALeI/AAAAAAAAAlI/6ilY3fTlJOU/S220/Me+in+kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-3324404548560397460</id><published>2009-04-28T09:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T09:14:49.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepy~</title><content type='html'>I've been in school since 8.50am.&lt;br /&gt;Only to realise that class start at 9.30 today.&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-3324404548560397460?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/3324404548560397460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=3324404548560397460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/3324404548560397460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/3324404548560397460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2009/04/sleepy.html' title='Sleepy~'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rEsmJbVrH2M/SWtGun8ALeI/AAAAAAAAAlI/6ilY3fTlJOU/S220/Me+in+kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-1893692758352692163</id><published>2009-04-24T23:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T23:52:26.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A VERY  INTERESTING  CONVERSATION</title><content type='html'>Darling emailed me this. I think it's quite good!&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot of things that are in the grey area, you cannot prove that it's one thing or another. This conversation shows it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;An Atheist Professor of Philosophy was speaking to his Class on the Problem Science has&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;with GOD, the ALMIGHTY.  He asked one of his New Christian Students to stand and . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Professor :   You are a Christian, aren't you, son ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Student    :   Yes, sir. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Professor :    So, you Believe in GOD ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Student    :   Absolutely, sir. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Professor :    Is GOD Good ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Student    :    Sure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Professor :    Is GOD ALL - POWERFUL ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Student    :    Yes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Professor :    My Brother died of Cancer even though he Prayed to  GOD to Heal him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;                   Most of us would attempt to help others who are ill. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;                   But GOD didn't. How is this GOD good then? Hmm?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;(Student was silent )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Professor :   You can't answer, can you ?  Let's start again, Young Fella. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Is GOD Good?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Student    :   Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Professor :   Is Satan good ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Student    :   No. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Professor :   Where does Satan come from ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Student    :   From . . . GOD . . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Professor :   That's right.  Tell me son, is there evil in this World? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Student    :   Yes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Professor :   Evil is everywhere, isn't it ? And GOD did make everything. Correct? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Student    :   Yes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Professor :   So who created evil ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;(Student did not answer)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Professor :   Is there Sickness? Immorality? Hatred? Ugliness? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;All these terrible things exist in the World, don't they?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Student    :  Yes, sir. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Professor :   So, who Created them ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;(Student had no answer)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Professor :  Science says you have 5 Senses you use to Identify and Observe the World around you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Tell me, son . . . Have you ever Seen GOD?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Student    :  No, sir. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Professor :  Tell us if you have ever Heard your GOD? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Student    :  No , sir. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Professor :  Have you ever Felt your GOD, Tasted your GOD, Smelt your GOD? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Have you ever had any Sensory Perception of GOD for that matter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Student    :  No, sir. I'm afraid I haven't. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Professor :  Yet you still Believe in HIM? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Student    :  Yes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Professor :  According to Empirical, Testable, Demonstrable Protocol, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Science says your GOD doesn't exist.  What do you say to that, son?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Student    :  Nothing.  I only have my Faith. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Professor :  Yes,Faith.  And that is the Problem Science has. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Student    :   Professor, is there such a thing as Heat? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Professor :   Yes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Student    :   And is there such a thing as Cold? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Professor :   Yes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Student    :   No, sir. There isn't. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;(The Lecture Theatre became very quiet with this turn of events )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Student    :   Sir, you can have Lots of Heat, even More Heat, Superheat, Mega Heat, White Heat, a Little Heat or No Heat. But we don't have anything called Cold. We can hit 458 Degrees below Zero which is No Heat, but we can't go any further after that. There is no such thing as Cold. Cold is only a Word we use to describe the Absence of Heat. We cannot Measure Cold. Heat is Energy. Cold is Not the Opposite of Heat, sir, just the Absence of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;(There was Pin-Drop Silence in the Lecture Theatre )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Student    :  What about Darkness, Professor? Is there such a thing as Darkness? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Professor :  Yes. What is Night if there isn't Darkness? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Student    :  You're wrong again, sir. Darkness is the Absence of Something. You can have Low Light,   Normal Light, Bright Light, Flashing Light . . .  But if you have No Light constantly, you have nothing and its called Darkness, isn't it? In reality, Darkness isn't. If it is, were you would be able to make Darkness Darker, wouldn't you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Professor :   So what is the point you are making, Young Man ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Student    :   Sir, my point is your Philosophical Premise is flawed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Professor :   Flawed ? Can you explain how? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Student    :   Sir, you are working on the Premise of Duality. You argue there is Life and then there is Death, a Good GOD and a Bad GOD. You are viewing the Concept of GOD as something finite, something we can measure. Sir, Science can't even explain a Thought. It uses Electricity and Magnetism, but has never seen, much less fully understood either one. To view Death as the Opposite of Life is to be ignorant of the fact that Death cannot exist as a Substantive Thing. Death is Not the Opposite of Life: just the Absence of it. Now tell me, Professor, do you teach your Students that they evolved from a Monkey?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Professor :   If you are referring to the Natural Evolutionary Process, yes, of course, I do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Student    :   Have you ever observed Evolution with your own eyes, sir? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;(The Professor shook his head with a Smile, beginning to realize where the Argument was going )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Student    :   Since no one has ever observed the Process of Evolution at work and cannot even prove that this Process is an On-Going Endeavor, are you not teaching your Opinion, sir? Are you not a Scientist but a Preacher? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;(The Class was in Uproar )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Student    :  Is there anyone in the Class who has ever seen the Professor's Brain? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;(The Class broke out into Laughter )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Student    :  Is there anyone here who has ever heard the Professor's Brain, Felt it, touched or Smelt it? . .. . No one appears to have done so. So, according to the Established Rules of Empirical, Stable, Demonstrable Protocol, Science says that You have No Brain, sir. With all due respect, sir, how do we then Trust your Lectures, sir? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;(The Room was Silent. The Professor stared at the Student, his face unfathomable)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Professor :   I guess you'll have to take them on Faith, son. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Student    :   That is it sir . . .  Exactly ! The Link between Man &amp;amp; GOD is FAITH. That is all that Keeps Things Alive and Moving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;That student was Albert Einstein.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure if it really is Albert Einstein. I'm not exactly a believer of GOD, but I think that the conversation above makes a lot of sense.&lt;br /&gt;Many times, we make decisions based on feelings and sometimes, these feelings are not rationale.&lt;br /&gt;Like how I volunteered myself to be co-chairman when I do not have a single clue on what to do.&lt;br /&gt;I kinda have the feeling the the Chairperson feels that I'm useless. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Gonna go get my SLR tomorrow. So excited!&lt;br /&gt;But I wanted a DSLR. Who uses film nowadays? lol.&lt;br /&gt;But a DSLR costs like 10 times that of an SLR.&lt;br /&gt;Crazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-1893692758352692163?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/1893692758352692163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=1893692758352692163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/1893692758352692163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/1893692758352692163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2009/04/very-interesting-conversation.html' title='A VERY  INTERESTING  CONVERSATION'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rEsmJbVrH2M/SWtGun8ALeI/AAAAAAAAAlI/6ilY3fTlJOU/S220/Me+in+kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-1768233838221227223</id><published>2009-04-21T21:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T22:13:41.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School.</title><content type='html'>Year 3 has been good so far.&lt;br /&gt;Surprised that I say Year 3 is good?&lt;br /&gt;Surprised that I said that school's good?&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty surprised too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you think about it, out of the 5 compulsory MCM modules I'm taking, 3 of them are stuff that I like and chose.&lt;br /&gt;So if I say that school sucks, won't I be contradicting myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really, school's been really fun (except of Media Law.)&lt;br /&gt;I like my Presentation Skills in Chinese teacher.&lt;br /&gt;He's really nice! Reminds me of my Primary and Secondary school Chinese teachers.&lt;br /&gt;They were funny and nice!&lt;br /&gt;Mr Quek is his name.&lt;br /&gt;He makes lesson really fun! And of course I believe he understands that most of us, being MCM students, have left this language on the shelf for around 2 years and so are a little rusty.&lt;br /&gt;I think that I have never been good in Chinese though XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I shall continue to try harder for PRESCHI.&lt;br /&gt;Another module that looks fun is Mass Media in Singapore and Asia (MASINA).&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly again, since it's almost an expansion of MRM and research, literature review are key things that we have to do.&lt;br /&gt;But I like the lecturer. He's funny! Though his very 1st impression isn't that good.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. He reminds me of the BBDC tester who failed me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying that's bad but they are both on the bigger side, and are both malay.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not discriminating but they are quite similar. XD&lt;br /&gt;Shall see on Thursday what MASINA is really about. Hopefully it's something that I can look forward to for the rest of the weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only module that is draggy so far is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Media Law&lt;/span&gt; (MEDLAW).&lt;br /&gt;What do you expect? It's &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LAW&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;And it's boring.&lt;br /&gt;The lecturer, you guessed it! He's boring.&lt;br /&gt;But with a subject like that, I don't know how interesting he can get.&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't help with the aircon being so bloody cold. And I'm sitting at the front row, because he has this rule where nobody is allowed to sit in the last 3 rows.&lt;br /&gt;And I heng heng sit there. -_______-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the 1st day of school.&lt;br /&gt;I only had a 2-hour lesson, at night.&lt;br /&gt;Darling came to fetch me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;(P.S. I wasn't in the best of moods cuz I failed my driving test. Didn't expect that result. And I didn't want that result. I felt that I let a lot of people down. But I had a lot of encouragement! Thanks everyone. I'll try harder next time. Sorry Mummy, have to spend your money............)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was soo happy when he said he'll fetch me! Cuz I end at 9pm!!!&lt;br /&gt;And when I think of the trip home alone, I get even more depressed..&lt;br /&gt;When he came, he even bought Yam Yam sticks for me!&lt;br /&gt;Haven't had that in a looooooooong time. Very nice! Thanks dardar~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;6-hour break&lt;/span&gt; in between lessons. To those who once had 3-4 hours break.&lt;br /&gt;Don't complain. I have 6 hours.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to accompany Shishi to watch her Sec school guzheng SYF comeptition.&lt;br /&gt;But she got the location wrong. -__________-&lt;br /&gt;So in the end, we spent our time walking in Great World City, eating.&lt;br /&gt;And we just nice chance upon &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Ben &amp;amp; Jerry's FREE CONE DAY&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Weeeee! Got free ice cream!! LOL..&lt;br /&gt;Even after eating, and going back to my house, we still have 3 hours before class start.&lt;br /&gt;So we slacked and my mum cooked fried rice for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Heng heng, gas ran out. -_______-'''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well......&lt;br /&gt;In the end we were late for class. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Had to rush to take notes. Luckily not so late, still can catch up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Daddy came to fetch me home!&lt;br /&gt;I feel so Xing Fu!! I have a wonderful boyfriend and a wonderful daddy!&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying this just cuz they came to fetch me. I said it cuz I mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;I wonder when was the last time I had someone fetch to and from school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;When was the last time I talked about my school with my family member on the way home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;When was the last time that I wanted to share my school life with people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;I'm really glad that I have them to look after me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Sometimes I think some people don't appreciate what they have until they lost it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;I used to be like that. Now I'm different. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. I need to brush up on my chinese.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-1768233838221227223?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/1768233838221227223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=1768233838221227223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/1768233838221227223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/1768233838221227223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2009/04/school.html' title='School.'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rEsmJbVrH2M/SWtGun8ALeI/AAAAAAAAAlI/6ilY3fTlJOU/S220/Me+in+kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-5286094457172135651</id><published>2009-04-15T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T23:05:15.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Screw DOTA.&lt;br /&gt;To hell with DOTA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-5286094457172135651?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/5286094457172135651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=5286094457172135651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/5286094457172135651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/5286094457172135651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2009/04/screw-dota.html' title=''/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rEsmJbVrH2M/SWtGun8ALeI/AAAAAAAAAlI/6ilY3fTlJOU/S220/Me+in+kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-475132882655786165</id><published>2009-04-12T19:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T20:09:00.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WANTED.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WANTED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;People to watch &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Fast and the Furious 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Interested parties please contact me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm available on weekdays anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Reward:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my company!!&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-475132882655786165?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/475132882655786165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=475132882655786165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/475132882655786165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/475132882655786165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2009/04/wanted.html' title='WANTED.'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rEsmJbVrH2M/SWtGun8ALeI/AAAAAAAAAlI/6ilY3fTlJOU/S220/Me+in+kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-2831290498137051139</id><published>2009-04-06T02:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T02:31:14.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Really, really cute video</title><content type='html'>So cute that you gotta click play and watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/l9eF3K_jjrA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l9eF3K_jjrA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-2831290498137051139?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/2831290498137051139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=2831290498137051139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/2831290498137051139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/2831290498137051139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2009/04/really-really-cute-video.html' title='Really, really cute video'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rEsmJbVrH2M/SWtGun8ALeI/AAAAAAAAAlI/6ilY3fTlJOU/S220/Me+in+kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-7921361388567714076</id><published>2009-03-27T01:14:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T19:39:02.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Touring Australia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is a competition held by Nuffnang! They are soo wonderful!!&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I win this, just like how I won tickets to Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist.&lt;br /&gt;And that was my 1st with Nuffnang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that Australia is a really really nice place.&lt;br /&gt;But what I know about that place.. is really very little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The places I know that are there are&lt;br /&gt;- Sydney Opera House&lt;br /&gt;- Gold Coast&lt;br /&gt;- Brisbane&lt;br /&gt;- Melbourne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap. And it's just the cities. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know what states they are in. In fact, I didn't even know that Australia has states!!&lt;br /&gt;LOL.. (I'm such a noob &gt;.&lt;)   But if given a chance, I would definitely want to go to Australia. Play in the sun, go to the opera house and shop around. Though I think that stuff there is gonna be a little expensive. HAHA..   Sooooooooo, Nuffnang has given me a chance to win a trip to a state of my choice!!  &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Choose a State in Australia and the type of experiences you'll like to enjoy and share about it in your own blog. &lt;strong&gt;The most convincing blog &lt;/strong&gt;stands a chance to win their favourite &lt;strong&gt;Come Walkabout in Australia experience&lt;/strong&gt;* for 2 (includes a pair of Economy Class tickets on Qantas and a Come Walkabout land package for 2).&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p&gt;Prize includes:&lt;/p&gt;                  &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 Economy Class tickets on Qantas&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Come Walkabout Package and Experience of your choice (One          package in one state for two only)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;                  &lt;p&gt;Terms &amp;amp; Conditions apply.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Woohoo!! So, I have chosen a state. And that is New South Wales!!&lt;br /&gt;Why? You must think that "New South Wales? Isn't that the University that has tests for us where we have to take and see whether we get a credit or merit or whatever? Why would En Ping wanna go there? She hates these tests."&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha! True, I never liked the tests, especially if they are Maths! Grrrr.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh but nope. New South Wales is not like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New South Wales has endless unspoilt beaches, breathtaking natural treasures and one of the world’s most famous and vibrant cities.&lt;/strong&gt; Climb Sydney Harbour Bridge or take the ferry past the Opera House to Manly. Do a day trip to the Hunter Valley vineyards or the romantic Blue Mountains. Restore your zen on the beach in Byron Bay and see dolphins play in the clear waters of Jervis Bay. Bike ride and dive on Lord Howe Island and visit the world’s oldest ceremonial burial site at Mungo National Park. Horse ride, hike or hit the snowfields in the Snowy Mountains or head west for Tamworth’s country music and Moree’s natural artesian spas. Whatever you do in New South Wales will be an investment of time you definitely won’t regret.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes!!! They have everything I want!&lt;br /&gt;From beaches to the famous Opera House to the shopping!!&lt;br /&gt;Muahahahaha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So.. If I get chosen, I'll go to New South Wales.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This will be my itinery.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1st day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'll go to North Coast to play in the water, get a tan, look at cute guys~ lol.&lt;br /&gt;Then to the South Coast to watch the dolphins, the whales, jump with kangaroos (hopefully they don't attack me.. lol), and of course (as much as I hate cheese) try their "award-winning cheeses". It'll be a waste if I don't try it right?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;By that time, it'll be late afternoon nearing evening time. I'll then head down to Sydney's Opera House. I have to go there. It's so important that if I don't get to go to the beaches or try their food, I will still go there. Because I feel that (as a choral singer in secondary school) I have to step into the Opera House at least once in my life. I want to see what's so good about that place. I want to feel the grandness of the theaters inside. But I guess most likely, I'll have to make do with taking pictures outside. XD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After touring the place, I'll go to nearby restaurants for dinner, then off to the clubs to party the night away!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2nd day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'll go to the snowy mountains!! OH GOD! I haven't seen snow before. Imagine what an experience that will be. haha, I'm so afraid of cold, but who cares! I'll just pile on the jackets and clothes and socks and stuff heat packs under my armpits. XD XD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then, I'll go to the Outbacks. Yeah. Hot and cold on the same day.. Muahahaha! (I'll freeze then I'll defrost.) Omg. I wanna see the ranches, pat the horses (My zodiac sign!) ermm, play Sheriff?&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, God know what I can do there. There's too much too do and too much to see!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok, you're probably bored by now. No pictures or what-so-ever. Why?? Nope. I'm not lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I WANNA GO THERE AND TAKE PICTURES MYSELF!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes. I really wanna go there, explore and see what a vacation can do to a girl like me. Of course the trip won't be just 2 days (I hope.) but hey, even if I had a lifetime in Australia, I wouldn't be able to go to all the places and see everything, and experience everything. Because I feel that even if I go to any place more than once, there will always be something new for me to discover, something new for me to experience! If you wanna know more, go to http://www.australia.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Please let me go there and play!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-7921361388567714076?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/7921361388567714076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=7921361388567714076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/7921361388567714076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/7921361388567714076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2009/03/touring-australia.html' title='Touring Australia'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rEsmJbVrH2M/SWtGun8ALeI/AAAAAAAAAlI/6ilY3fTlJOU/S220/Me+in+kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-6342947082655639397</id><published>2009-03-27T00:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T00:19:14.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tripped over nothing!?</title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHAHA..&lt;br /&gt;went out with darling chloe today.&lt;br /&gt;We had a lesbian date XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And something really funny happened when we were at Far East Shopping Centre.&lt;br /&gt;I saw someone and I stepped back.&lt;br /&gt;And almost fell (tripped over nothing.. hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;Then Chloe was like "WTH? There's nothing here and you can stumble. lol"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she saw what I saw.&lt;br /&gt;And we walked out of the shop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That someone (not gonna name her), had 2 black patches for eyes.&lt;br /&gt;And long long long (but limp) hair.&lt;br /&gt;and she wears... I think 4 inch heels?&lt;br /&gt;But she's still short. hahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. I'm being mean.&lt;br /&gt;But who cares.&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-6342947082655639397?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/6342947082655639397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=6342947082655639397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/6342947082655639397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/6342947082655639397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2009/03/tripped-over-nothing.html' title='tripped over nothing!?'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rEsmJbVrH2M/SWtGun8ALeI/AAAAAAAAAlI/6ilY3fTlJOU/S220/Me+in+kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-3472953564320648260</id><published>2009-03-25T21:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T21:08:39.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New dress style</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rEsmJbVrH2M/ScosXuNsw2I/AAAAAAAAAmw/o9VMOi-qKEs/s1600-h/L_g0006294586.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 384px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rEsmJbVrH2M/ScosXuNsw2I/AAAAAAAAAmw/o9VMOi-qKEs/s400/L_g0006294586.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317111096118395746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Photo from yesstyle.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I like this kinda dressing.&lt;br /&gt;You think it suits me?&lt;br /&gt;You think if I dress like that people will say I copy?&lt;br /&gt;Copy who? (I'm guessing gossip girls and some school mates.)&lt;br /&gt;But I like leh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-3472953564320648260?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/3472953564320648260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=3472953564320648260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/3472953564320648260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/3472953564320648260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-dress-style.html' title='New dress style'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rEsmJbVrH2M/SWtGun8ALeI/AAAAAAAAAlI/6ilY3fTlJOU/S220/Me+in+kitchen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rEsmJbVrH2M/ScosXuNsw2I/AAAAAAAAAmw/o9VMOi-qKEs/s72-c/L_g0006294586.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-1029759047588097904</id><published>2009-03-23T19:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T19:45:41.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Timetable</title><content type='html'>The new timetable is out.&lt;br /&gt;And I totally heart the electives I got in.&lt;br /&gt;But the timing is.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday - 7pm to 9pm&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - 9am to 1pm Break 7pm to 9pm&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - 1pm to 4pm Break 5pm to 10pm&lt;br /&gt;Thursday - 1pm to 5pm&lt;br /&gt;Friday - IS. (Prolly gonna choose 8am to 12 pm. So I can have the rest of the day off)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. What do you think of my new timetable??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-1029759047588097904?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/1029759047588097904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=1029759047588097904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/1029759047588097904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/1029759047588097904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2009/03/timetable.html' title='Timetable'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rEsmJbVrH2M/SWtGun8ALeI/AAAAAAAAAlI/6ilY3fTlJOU/S220/Me+in+kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7094801144836024803.post-3193004133340109487</id><published>2009-03-18T21:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T21:39:00.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost links, again.</title><content type='html'>Yo! I just reformatted my mac.&lt;br /&gt;Soooo right now, I really lost all the blog links I had.&lt;br /&gt;Soooooooo please leave your blog URL in my tagboard, so that I can get myself back into your life!&lt;br /&gt;lol..&lt;br /&gt;But if you don't want me to know. Then err...&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7094801144836024803-3193004133340109487?l=p3ckyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/feeds/3193004133340109487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7094801144836024803&amp;postID=3193004133340109487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/3193004133340109487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7094801144836024803/posts/default/3193004133340109487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p3ckyz.blogspot.com/2009/03/lost-links-again.html' title='Lost links, again.'/><author><name>p3ckyz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rEsmJbVrH2M/SWtGun8ALeI/AAAAAAAAAlI/6ilY3fTlJOU/S220/Me+in+kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
