<?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-7241446</id><updated>2012-02-17T03:54:46.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*~Come'on face it.....~*</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>claRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394107319906910743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7241446.post-111798530612436846</id><published>2005-06-05T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T23:28:26.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;I MOVED! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;GO UPDATE UR LINKS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://starbeans-.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://starbeans-.blogspot.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7241446-111798530612436846?l=magicalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/111798530612436846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7241446&amp;postID=111798530612436846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default/111798530612436846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default/111798530612436846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-moved-go-update-ur-links.html' title=''/><author><name>claRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394107319906910743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7241446.post-111766001105845335</id><published>2005-06-02T04:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T05:06:51.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>siiiigh. it's 4:43AM in the morning and i just finished changing my blog. how's the new layout? i think the girl has a weird face. suppose to have done one maths paper by now but.... nothing... argh. never mind. came here to destress. must not remind myself how many hmwk i have. yuck. yuck.&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. on my layout... the girl? nxt time you read magazines like Style or Cleo you might want to pay attention to the advertisments. especially Hermes's. lolx. arrr... shouldn't have said dat. den you can compare and realise that it &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;looks weird lah. Plus i dunnoe why the words squeeze all the way to the scrollbar. had been trying to fix that but can't understand the html. yuck yuck. and the sun! why does it look red? suppose to be orange. arrrgh. red sun. cannot stand it. yuck yuck yuck. sighhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realise that these days very bad tempered. dunnoe why. hols. suppose to relax and refresh yourself. but with every single teacher tellin us that our yr is exceptionally stupid, how much are you relax? planned my timetable. already not followin leh. no lah. i will. just after i finish blogging. very stressful... lookin at my timetable. waaah. oh ya, back to my pt. Very bad mood. Tue, came hm from studyin at mac's,  asked me what i finished. so i told her 'one english paper' (so true!) and then she started saying 'huh?! so slow? blah blah blah blah...' of course i got irritated! My 2nd sis and bro were packing bag to go USA. lucky them. my brother almost killed me when he said "Actually i'm not excited". WAT. THE. irritating blasthole. Over time, my temper got worse and by 1am it was rotting like hell. Then my brother just came and took my scotch tape. Very normal. But i kicked up a fuse. No lah. not arguing. My family doesn't argue. I just stood beside him and stared at him while he happily pulls metre after metre of my scotch tape and tapes his stupid stuff. Then after he was done, he just left the tape there and i purposely banged my scotch tape onto my table. oh wellsss...&lt;br /&gt;Then today, wake up at 7 for Chem class. Was sssooo tired i didn't even feel like eating breakfast. Then she nagged at me all the way to the door. sigh. whole of chem class i was sleeping. in front of ms sim some more. thinkin back, it was so horrible. felt like someone was constantly piling bricks on top of my head and tryin to do karate on those bricks.  Then ms sim ask why i'm so sleepy and i looked blankly at her. sigh.... reached hm, mum asked me to buy back my own lunch. So i told her i'm not hungry now. i buy later. but she insist on me going to buy bread and say i lazy. I just went to sleep. cannot stand it leh. den she woke me up and ask me why i'm so tired. O.o wat kind of logic is that? Then she said "I one night don't sleep also not so tired!" argh. i just went back to sleep and ignored her. =(  then just now tried to install photoshop, but can't find the cd. Got so mad i kicked the metal drawer and cracked my toenail. hmmmmm....... oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madagasca was fun. And the hippie song. What are foosas? Still got the scene of emmy, huihui and vivi stickin their heads into the cardboard stuck in my head. Sec 4 dance rocks. lolx. and forever will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7241446-111766001105845335?l=magicalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/111766001105845335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7241446&amp;postID=111766001105845335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default/111766001105845335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default/111766001105845335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/2005/06/siiiigh.html' title=''/><author><name>claRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394107319906910743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7241446.post-111599701415491357</id><published>2005-05-13T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T23:10:14.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yupx, i'm here again. exam results sucks as usual. our principal lectured us again.... on posting pictures on the internet. she got me so scared i'm g0nna add a password to my photos. better safe than sorrie ya? yupx, that website is D-I-S-G-U-S-T-I-N-G! yucKS! no other words for it! the owner must be perverted too! to allow all that. lolx. i'm not naming names here! i never did but i still got into trouble. oh wells. that's another story. but seriously. if you go take a look at all the photos posted there? you'll seriously start to suspect that it's an insider job. The photos are so up-to-date! I don't think much people will be as boh liao as to go visiting cedarian's webbie everyweek just to see if there are new photos to proach. It looks like someone took those photos and put it up herself. and that just piss and gross me out. she must be really deprived of humanity and basic emotions. if she's so desperately boh liao with more free time than a bunch of salmons trying to swim up Nigara Falls at the wrong season, i suggest she go and revise her hmwork. it's more productive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day when her name surfaces [if such a person exist, i seriously think she will be caught... i mean if they can find saddam hussien, they can find anyone rite?] i think the whole of cedar is going to slam and condemn her. *rolls eyeballs* i can already imagine myself making the chicken wing obi-good thingy at her. ar.... but that brings me to another point! i just read this book my sis bought. about dealing with people. it says that people who are condemned and punished often do not know what they did wrong and still think they're right. they had plenty of comical real life examples in there which just makes you realise how dim-witted some humans really are. so i suggest we refer her to the Institude of Mental Health where they probably know better how to handle such *ahem* dangerous cases.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7241446-111599701415491357?l=magicalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/111599701415491357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7241446&amp;postID=111599701415491357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default/111599701415491357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default/111599701415491357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/2005/05/yupx-im-here-again.html' title=''/><author><name>claRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394107319906910743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7241446.post-111307564602562233</id><published>2005-04-10T03:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T03:51:15.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Right... i'm back. after one month plus? Why am i even here? i don't feel like blogging.... argh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's 3:15am and i'm still in my guides U from Vs campfire. ahhh!!! i stink!&lt;br /&gt;oh yeh! Vs campfire ROCKS! and we won Best Supporting! i'm so so so happy.&lt;br /&gt;finally&lt;br /&gt;Haven felt like that in months.&lt;br /&gt;sec4 life. i love it yet i hate it like hell. how?&lt;br /&gt;The new Guides blog blog skin rocks. so cute. and the drawing thingy? so cool.&lt;br /&gt;whoever took the effort to put it up. thanks lots.&lt;br /&gt;the music is so sweet. listening to it now. lolx.&lt;br /&gt;k, k... i think i should go and bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happiness is when you're walking down the lil' gravel path of life and you find different sweets on the floor now and then. That happiness is like finding the much longed for bar of chocolate or strawberry-flavoured gum and slowly savouring it. It &lt;strong&gt;always&lt;/strong&gt; disappear too quickly. But the taste lasts for a long time and the memory is pleasant. But you'll never find one similar to it again. Never.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll continue and blog a bit more. feel so .... weird...&lt;br /&gt;it's the same feeling i get when i was really really young? and my aunt came&lt;br /&gt;to visit and after staying for like a month plus she had to go back to US&lt;br /&gt;and i felt so... weird also. you know usually ppl will say you feel it&lt;br /&gt;in your heart. but i feel it in my stomach. Hahahaha! maybe that's&lt;br /&gt;why i keep saying it's weird. i mean. how many ppl feels with their stomach.&lt;br /&gt;wow. i might just go and enter Guiness book of records.&lt;br /&gt;how does it feel like? It feels like you crammed too many things into your stomach&lt;br /&gt;and just had an operation to open it up and take everything out.&lt;br /&gt;so it's like empty? i guess....&lt;br /&gt;I really don't want to go bath. Cos' i promised myself that&lt;br /&gt;after i bath i'll go study chinese 3B until morning. or until i finish it&lt;br /&gt;whichever comes first.&lt;br /&gt;I juz told emmy this but i'll say it again.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to go bath because i know that after that&lt;br /&gt;all my feelings of happiness will just flow with the water&lt;br /&gt;down the sewage hole.&lt;br /&gt;all the stress and unhappiness of this inperfect world will come&lt;br /&gt;back. that's why i said&lt;br /&gt;I Love sec4 life. Yet i hate it.&lt;br /&gt;how confusing.&lt;br /&gt;i don't really want to grow up. You see people everyone saying that they want to grow up really quickly so that they can get a job or wear nice clothes or spend lots of money.&lt;br /&gt;i don't&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna stay where i am or even move backwards in time.&lt;br /&gt;i'm happy here.&lt;br /&gt;i'm happy being allowed to be childish at times&lt;br /&gt;juz cos' i'm not an adult yet.&lt;br /&gt;i'm happy with a group of friends around me.&lt;br /&gt;i'm happy having June hols. and all other sch hols.&lt;br /&gt;i'm happy being able to imagine and soar through&lt;br /&gt;the skies and daze off suddenly and dream of the&lt;br /&gt;wildest stuffs just cos' i'm not an adult yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean. how many adults do you see jumping up and down when out&lt;br /&gt;with friends?&lt;br /&gt;How many adults do you see laughing like crazy over some tiny thing?&lt;br /&gt;How many adults do you see screaming when they hear Black Eye Peas&lt;br /&gt;or It's All About You coming on the radio?&lt;br /&gt;How many adults do you see suddenly breaking into dance steps or&lt;br /&gt;acting crazy suddenly?&lt;br /&gt;How many adults do you see making weird faces at each other?&lt;br /&gt;[[really. treasure every moment of your life...]]]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... i guess i'm just afraid that as i grow older, i'll get so&lt;br /&gt;stressed and watever watever until i turn into this grouchy&lt;br /&gt;grumpy old lady who don't laugh at lame stuffs and think spongebob&lt;br /&gt;is gay and a huge yellow disgrace and i would rather go watch some&lt;br /&gt;very slow and very gloomy movie like The Pianist than Howl's Moving Castle&lt;br /&gt;anytime. I don't want to be sensibly matured and have other sensibly matured adults turn their nose on me just cos' i said something really {DUH!}. I'm afraid i'll become like my mum. I realised that she never laughed before.&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that impossible?&lt;br /&gt;I mean. She smiles when she's happy. And when we say really funni stuffs, my sister&lt;br /&gt;and i will just open our mouths wide and go "HAHAHAHAH!" but my mum&lt;br /&gt;just widens her smile. I wonder why. Are we not allowed to laugh when we grow up?&lt;br /&gt;I still wanna laugh when i grow up.&lt;br /&gt;I still wanna think lame = funny when i grow up.&lt;br /&gt;I hope my lame brain cells still work when i grow up.&lt;br /&gt;I think it's already happening. I'm not as lame as when i was in sec2.&lt;br /&gt;i can't count primary sch days cos' i was too bur to be lame.&lt;br /&gt;Let's just take an example now.&lt;br /&gt;If we caught our juniors doing crazy stuffs or playin Pepsi Cola 1,2,3, we'll just think&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. lolx. crazy ppl.&lt;br /&gt;If our juniors caught us making stupid faces or burping at each other,&lt;br /&gt;they'll think. &lt;strong&gt;Omg.&lt;/strong&gt; .   .      ..       .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH! i think i'm thinkin' too much. have half a mind to delete this whole blog.&lt;br /&gt;should i?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7241446-111307564602562233?l=magicalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/111307564602562233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7241446&amp;postID=111307564602562233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default/111307564602562233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default/111307564602562233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/2005/04/right.html' title=''/><author><name>claRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394107319906910743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7241446.post-111098308529064426</id><published>2005-03-16T22:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T22:24:45.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyX! i want to complain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Val just dedicated a song to cedar guides [of course me included! hahahahha! ok not BHB k? but damn proud of it]    on p10 and i MISSED IT! arrrgh! how could i?! i'm damn depressed! ~______~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         24/7 i have been listenin to p10 and just THIS time i didn't on cos' i'm eatin dinner wif my mum and we didnt' on the radio and i had to MisS the dedication! ARGH! ARCHGHGHEC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat! ThE! HelLLL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is my blog skin childish? somehow the longer i look at it the more sian i become of it. looks kiddish to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7241446-111098308529064426?l=magicalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/111098308529064426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7241446&amp;postID=111098308529064426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default/111098308529064426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default/111098308529064426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/2005/03/heyx-i-want-to-complain-va_111098308529064426.html' title=''/><author><name>claRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394107319906910743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7241446.post-111098308084912825</id><published>2005-03-16T22:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T22:24:40.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyX! i want to complain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Val just dedicated a song to cedar guides [of course me included! hahahahha! ok not BHB k? but damn proud of it]    on p10 and i MISSED IT! arrrgh! how could i?! i'm damn depressed! ~______~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         24/7 i have been listenin to p10 and just THIS time i didn't on cos' i'm eatin dinner wif my mum and we didnt' on the radio and i had to MisS the dedication! ARGH! ARCHGHGHEC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat! ThE! HelLLL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is my blog skin childish? somehow the longer i look at it the more sian i become of it. looks kiddish to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7241446-111098308084912825?l=magicalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/111098308084912825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7241446&amp;postID=111098308084912825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default/111098308084912825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default/111098308084912825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/2005/03/heyx-i-want-to-complain-val-just_16.html' title=''/><author><name>claRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394107319906910743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7241446.post-111098297734945210</id><published>2005-03-16T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T22:22:57.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyX! i want to complain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Val just dedicated a song to cedar guides [of course me included! hahahahha! ok not BHB k? but damn proud of it]    on p10 and i MISSED IT! arrrgh! how could i?! i'm damn depressed! ~______~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         24/7 i have been listenin to p10 and just THIS time i didn't on cos' i'm eatin dinner wif my mum and we didnt' on the radio and i had to MisS the dedication! ARGH! ARCHGHGHEC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat! ThE! HelLLL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is my blog skin childish? somehow the longer i look at it the more sian i become of it. looks kiddish to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7241446-111098297734945210?l=magicalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/111098297734945210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7241446&amp;postID=111098297734945210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default/111098297734945210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default/111098297734945210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/2005/03/heyx-i-want-to-complain-val-just.html' title=''/><author><name>claRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394107319906910743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7241446.post-111064429175466928</id><published>2005-03-13T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T00:18:28.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg. are you amazed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am amazed i'm here blogging again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can smell the stench of rot and decay around here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;partially brain dead now.&lt;br /&gt;believe that smelling more methane will contribute to increase in rate of brain decomposition. so i should stop blogging now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pardon the words used. was studying bio.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7241446-111064429175466928?l=magicalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/111064429175466928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7241446&amp;postID=111064429175466928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default/111064429175466928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default/111064429175466928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/2005/03/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>claRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394107319906910743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7241446.post-110769607387553895</id><published>2005-02-06T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T21:21:13.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lemmie tell you......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(all those who heard it alreadi can skip this part lah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our school decorate until look like Hong Lou Mong!!! hahahahha!&lt;br /&gt;picture this:   the courtyard is surrounded by low 2-story open air corridors that leds to a hall. All around the corridor railings are red streamers and HUGE red lanterns and those chinese crackers thingy (not prawn mind you). Then when you stand in the middle of the courtyard and let the red stuffs overwhelm you, you'll end up shouting "Hong Lou Mong!!!!!!". actually i don't even know what Hong Lou Mong is. it just sounds like it fits. hahaha! especially wif the HONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okkk enuff of that. oh btw, all those who haven heard it pls tell me just so that i can tell you becos' apparently i always tell it to those who already heard it from me.... hrm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got abit of sore eye! i dunnoe why issit..... i didn't really rub my eyeballs that hard or got bits of weird stuff poking into my eyeball. so the only reason i can think of is that my monthly contacts [which i already wore for 2months plus] is ...... dirty! hahaha! but it has never happened before.....    and my leg muscles are still malfunctioning.... oh no.... now that i list out everything i sounds like i'm so sick and dying. hope everything recovers before CNY so that it's not sooooo bad luck. am i being superstitious? but i really hope i recover super super fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahha! oh no... my sis just on the tv. some ancient chinese show with Stephen Chow. they playing those tingtingtingting music ... eh... can imagine? reminds me of Hong Lou Mong.... oh did i tell you that.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh nooooo Stephen Chow is sooooo funny. ok i'm gonna go watch that sshow. buaiz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7241446-110769607387553895?l=magicalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/110769607387553895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7241446&amp;postID=110769607387553895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default/110769607387553895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default/110769607387553895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/2005/02/lemmie-tell-you.html' title=''/><author><name>claRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394107319906910743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7241446.post-110640199424003451</id><published>2005-01-22T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T21:53:14.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yupxx... i'm blogging again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lolx. like obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok. I sprained my ankle! like last week ... hmm... around 12Jan? yupx. haha! very stupid lah... see..  i was cycling up the slope near my house den there was this gush of wind so i hold down my skirt with one hand... so i was cycling with one hand on the handle only. Then usually when i reach the top of the slope i'll swing my leg over to one side so that i can hop off the bike. So i forgot that i have only one hand on the handle and i swing my leg over and ...... lolx, my whole bike started tilting like titantic and i dunnoe how dunnoe how landed with a twisted ankle. not that bad lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was this indian lady who ran up and asked if i was ok... at that time i was like in a blur... a bit like going to faint the feeling? so i just thanked her and hurried home and my mum was shocked cos' she said my whole face is green... or issit white? So i rested on the sofa awhile and it got better but my ankle started to swell.&lt;br /&gt;hmm... when to the doctors' cos' i need an excuse from jogging sessions [how to jog?]. Then the doctor was turning my ankle this way and that but it wasn't painful at all! so i was thinking maybeeee i really didn't sprain my ankle? then he turned it upwards... like if you're trying to do sit and reach and you point your feet inwards to play cheat.... ya, and it hurt like hell. lolx. and i told the doctor i felt giddy then he gave me this shocked look and started measuring my blood pressure...lolx! does ppl with high blood pressure faint easily?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywaes, he gave me this 2 day mc and i was really surprised at first... cos' i didn't realise that bai ka ppl don't have to go school. haha! so 2 days at home... long weekend... thanks again to wanling for delivering my homework to and fro.  yah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm.. so today i went to this chinese doctor really far away at Chua Chu Kang [did i spell correctly?]. His room smelled like disgusting medicine... a really heavy smell that lingered on my shirt for very long... den oh ya! we took the LRT there and it was like my first time in LRT! hahahahah! and the LRT had these windows that blank out when they get too near the HDB flats.... any idea why? I know it's not those dotted type where you can see through at one angle but not through another angle. My brother said maybe there's electric current? dunnoe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yupx... so the doctor made me lay on the bed with those hole for the head? and he started massage my feet to let me relax.. but my brother told me he's gonna twist my feet suddenly like those crack crack ones... so i was like very tensed.... preparing for the twist part... but it never came [argh! stupid brother!] and the doctor kept complaining that i'm too tensed up. After massaging he used this like ultrasound thing. He said my ankle hurts because some "glue" joined up the correct parts [which healed] and the not correct parts which are not suppose to join? don't understand. but the ultrasound is suppose to break up the glue. lolx. But it was really cold and painful.. a weird kind of pain. it's like in the Matrix and you see those metallic things climbing into the body... and i kinda imagine it feels like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok, now sitting wiht my leg propped up on the dustbin with a huge plaster sticked over it. those type with the herbal smell? and minty feeling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7241446-110640199424003451?l=magicalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/110640199424003451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7241446&amp;postID=110640199424003451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default/110640199424003451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default/110640199424003451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/2005/01/yupxx.html' title=''/><author><name>claRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394107319906910743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7241446.post-110536384585925863</id><published>2005-01-10T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T21:30:45.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>argh. school reopens. very long never come to my blog leh. for like one week? can you believe this? we have 2 tests on the first week of school. oh wells... better get use to it faster den to whine longer since i'm gonna be stuck here anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erased the christmas song. makes me depressed to hear it. lolx. think of white snow and no homework and school. Waaaaahhh!! ok... am i tryin to brainwash myself? -waits for answer-..... nothing.... ok ok. i think i'm going bokcus *dunnoe how to spell*  Today, english diagnostic test... super boring artical on... wait a minute. i think i forgot what's it on. lemmmi think. was like alot of numbers... ooh ya. computer domination? wat virtual communities and real communities. don't even understand what they're trying to talk abt. their fault. not mine. lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should put a CNY song. or a Hari Raya one. since it's nearer. any nice malay songs? hrmmm... how abt. Sama Sama~~~!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hATE the strand of curly hair that's destroying us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched Ace watever yesterday. DAMN funny! wonder why i never saw the funny parts last time. with Jim Carrey? that one? yupx. oh mans. laugh until piangx. the way he walks. like the hip keep jerking and the neck is dropping. oh ya. that sOng.... wat Ommmmmmppppphhhhhh!!!!! Oh Mighty Mind! Ommmmmmmpppphhh!!!! Oh Mighty Mind!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahax. i think going to school makes your brain haywire. prepared to die by this week. Die trying to keep eyeballs open. or issit eyelids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7241446-110536384585925863?l=magicalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/110536384585925863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7241446&amp;postID=110536384585925863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default/110536384585925863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default/110536384585925863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/2005/01/argh.html' title=''/><author><name>claRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394107319906910743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7241446.post-110423390405435906</id><published>2004-12-28T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T19:38:24.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>waaaah! i hate photobucket... grrrrrrr... *smashes monitor*&lt;br /&gt;after hrm... 1month, i finally uploaded all the photos [required two accounts leh!] and written all the captions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and! they went and arrange all the photos so the the lastest one is in front! nooo!! and den they also deleted 2 of my funni funni photos! wat the -!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i suggest you all click the previous button instead of nxt so dat you can see it in sequence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/albums/v600/lonestar___/HongKOng%20visit/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG2588.jpg"&gt;http://photobucket.com/albums/v600/lonestar___/HongKOng%20visit/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG2588.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;part II&lt;br /&gt;http://photobucket.com/albums/v600/lonestar___/HongKOng%20visit/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG2588.jpg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7241446-110423390405435906?l=magicalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/110423390405435906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7241446&amp;postID=110423390405435906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default/110423390405435906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default/110423390405435906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/2004/12/waaaah-i-hate-photobucket.html' title=''/><author><name>claRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394107319906910743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7241446.post-110391919970509701</id><published>2004-12-25T03:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-25T04:13:19.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm... HappY b-Dae, glenn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's see... today... celebrated glenn's b-dae by sitting the mrt frm tampines to climenti. [and after i left they apparently set all the way to changi again o.O?!]]&lt;br /&gt;ate x'mas eve dinner wif ViVi and Wanling!&lt;br /&gt;At Hans.... wanted to go Fish and co. ad DB but couldn't find.... and when we did [it's at park mall damn it!] there was this super duper Q outside.&lt;br /&gt;But somehow.. my sis managed to get in with her friends... i think they booked? maybe... but pictured myself walking in like ah beng and then pointing to my sis and tell the frightened waitress "THAT's My sis! Gimmie a seat now!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahax! i think only kena dragged out and beaten up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ended up eating at Hans. sucks. the mayo was like a lump of white... eh... shit [?] floating on this sea of oil. the raspberry tart... i think is some christmas promo... wah lao... see everyone bit half of it only... so we very gingerly nibbled abit off and it was ya...... disgusting. abit sour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm! nxt.   They make me close my eyes and drag me all the way infront of this shop and then ask me open my eyes. Wah i still thinking of this shop filled wif final fantasy stuffs [lolx!]] and den i saw.... "ViVi" . the shop name is ViVi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking back. makes me piangxxx again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it has nice purple seats! we seat until taka closing... so Vi and wanling went to their hotel to *ahem*ahem*    watcha thinking?! sleep lah!&lt;br /&gt;lolx! yes! den i walked towards the underpass to lucky plaza..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh? cannot find. never mind... act cool... like nothing wrong liddat... den take escalator up 2 floors... cannot see.... down 3 floors cannot see.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i finally found it it was closed and got this black faced police there staring at me as i approached the underpass... "GiRL!" *shakes head at me*&lt;br /&gt;k k get the idea... back off back off....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end squeezed at this exit at taka the x'mas tree there... damn BIG crowd. and BIG is understatement here. took dunnoe how long to finally reach the door. and somemore lots of ppl from outside squeezing in at the side... for wat?! when taka is closing?&lt;br /&gt;k k den nevermind... i squeezed to the sides... den saw this stream of ppl coming in at the sides so i make space [i'm so damn good]].  wah... how to describe those ah guas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first guy.. normal guy in polo tee. walked pass me... den this guy [girl?] behind him holding his hand. The face damn pimpled. den got lipstick and the hair got a red ribbon and wearing tight black tee. wah... wanna laugh.... then he gave me this evil look... realise he holding handbag. WAH!! lolx! den behind him another one. this one less obvious lah... but have this expression on the face... like girl liddat. like niao niao girl. Hahahhahhaxxx! ok.... they disappeared. still fine. den suddenly in the middle of the crowd....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah lao.. thinkin of it makes me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the middle of the crowd suddenly a VERY VERY low and deep macho voice boom leh. damn loud "DOn't PUSH! GO BACK! GO BACK! DON'T PUSH! WHAT THE SH*T!"  den every one shock stare at the person who screamed. omg. This guy... damn muscular in tight black tee again. den long hair... ah gua's face... and suddenly... the hand rise up above the crowd....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg... waving a white handkerchief...hahahhahahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;WAving a white handkerchief!!!!! oh no!!! den shout again "Don't PUSH!!" hahha! i laugh out... den the ppl around me stare at me... den the ah gua make this action... like those girls when they annoyed they shake the body and stamp the feet liddat? can picture? hahahxxx!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooh.. finally break free... outside at orchard road... moving at one square tile on the floor per minute. wah... now i know how a snail feels like. Den the ppl around me keep spraying those soap foam thingy. at first try to wipe off... den gave up lah. reach the road that time wipe. hair got thick layer... den ears inside alot lolx! oh ya... den i somemore smsing my sis so my phone also kena. wah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but damn fun. got orchastra playing den the crowd keep cheering and singing songs. super fun. but nxt time i go i must bring along spray can. for revenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7241446-110391919970509701?l=magicalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/110391919970509701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7241446&amp;postID=110391919970509701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default/110391919970509701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default/110391919970509701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/2004/12/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>claRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394107319906910743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7241446.post-110363995913402768</id><published>2004-12-21T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T22:39:19.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh wells... just to make my blog look more up to date, i shall put this nonsensical post.&lt;br /&gt;dunnoe what's it about too.&lt;br /&gt;feeling kinda lacadisical nowadays... [did i spell it correctly?]&lt;br /&gt;today... ahh broke my own record. i slept from this morning 3am, to this afternoon 3pm. which means a nice fat 12hours.&lt;br /&gt;ffffeeeelll like a piG!&lt;br /&gt;and then my mum came up and stood at the doorway with her fist on her hips and towering above me [which is kinda rare i assure you] and screamin abt how lazy i am and it's already 3pm and my lunch is rotting in the fridge.&lt;br /&gt;so i opened one eye and see this blurred image of a mountain gaint at my door and slowly it registered in my mind that she said it was 3pm.&lt;br /&gt;wow.&lt;br /&gt;stares at the gaint abit more. i'm sure i was more amazed the gaint was talking to me than that it was 3pm.&lt;br /&gt;and then i fully awoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7241446-110363995913402768?l=magicalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/110363995913402768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7241446&amp;postID=110363995913402768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default/110363995913402768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default/110363995913402768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/2004/12/oh-wells.html' title=''/><author><name>claRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394107319906910743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7241446.post-110148366575791118</id><published>2004-11-26T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-26T23:52:39.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>waaaahhh today. damn alot of funni things happened. lolx! i shall rank today: &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Day!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; lolx!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! thinking abt &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Pink Lady&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;oh gosh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehrm........ CIP! yah manxx... wah qi si ren. We wanted to bring pink lady to the monorail end up walk around this huge construction site [bet she's wondering... are these black ninjas going to granny-nap me?] and FINALLY! reach monorail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn... fast forward to after that with Val and Wanling. HAAHAHAHHAHA! must blog abt this! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) We went to BK and eat dinner. lolx! Then Huiyen and Wanru joined us and we tested them on Chinese Word Quiz!!!!! hahhahaha! den imitate the uncle. haha! Bu ke yi fang qiiiiii!!!!! hahaha! den make wanru and huiyen vomit blood.&lt;br /&gt;2) We went toilet than wanted to take the lift down.... so we stood at this lift door with The Incredible the Elastigirl on it and wanling started pressing the lift button but the door neber open.. den Val told us we're probably keeping the lift door behind us open which has other ppl in it. lolx! so we kinda imagined a scenario that looks like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1235/640/pix.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 589px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 297px" height="197" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1235/320/pix.jpg" width="371" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a bit blur out... &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Went to HeeRen! lolx! den we were at 2nd floor looking down at these 2 guys singing X'mas song. the decos were ssooooooo christmasy and nice! lolx! and then guess what? after they sing finish.... no one clapped!!!! and we were like 'soooo sadddd! they must be feeling depressed!' so we decided that after the nxt song we shall be the first to clap! haha! and you knoe?&lt;br /&gt;we did clap! and it's like&lt;br /&gt;*clap clap clap!* [only applause in the whole mall... so u can imagine it ringing throughout the place and everyone looking at us weirdly... like if we were in a church and suddenly started shouting 'Yo! Yo! Yo!']&lt;br /&gt;den the guy playing the guitar looked up at us and i bet he was thinking *heeheehee [egoistic laughter to self] I'm a SuperStar manx.! loOk at those gurlssss!!! they're going GaGa over me!! hahahaha!!!*&lt;br /&gt;-____-&lt;br /&gt;so after that... after they finish every song, ppl started clapping and we were like hey! we're the "Originators of the Clappers". Ya man. They better be grateful for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we kinda got bored and decided that we should go to the 3rd lvl and listen to the x'mas song again. Then... we decided we shall be the first to cheer AND clap! woW! the amazing stuffs we can think of! so blahdidada... the song is over and we held our hands in position andd.......&lt;br /&gt;*tatatatataaaaa!!! [play the danger approaching that tune]*&lt;br /&gt;This group of girls in frilly skirts at 2nd lvl BEAT us toooo it! the only problem was..............&lt;br /&gt;they shouted "TAUFIK!!!!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;which isn't kinda correct... especially when the 2 guys were glancing happily at them... like they have a hot group of supporters. Now could that guy's name BE Taufik too? after a little detective work [basically crapping things up in my mind], we concluded that he's name is actually Toufu [he's a chinese you see] and it kinda sounds like Taufik that's why he thought they were cheering for him.&lt;br /&gt;lolx!&lt;br /&gt;i mean... Taufik and Toufu...... sounds similar?&lt;br /&gt;ok maybe just the Tau-Tou.&lt;br /&gt;[p/s: those frilly skirt girls ran off after that... presumely to buy toufu soup for taufik]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)Going home!!! on the way to bus stop... we were going to cross the road when me and val saw this christmas tree shaking it's bonbon. lolx! However!!! wanling refused to believe us and must be thinking our heads are swaying....&lt;br /&gt;SO!!! the only way to prove that we were right is to... of course... stand below the christmas tree and stare blankly up at it and wait for it to move. haha! which is what we did. Then wanling noticed alot of ppl walking pass and glancing at the christmas tree... so we decided we could play smthing... like... see the reaction of ppl.&lt;br /&gt;So we stood beside the tree and stared up at it in wonderr........ and everyone walking pass were like "huh? wat? stare wat stare? i also wanna stare!" den this ang moh girl actually stood behind us and stared at the tree too! Haahhaha! we pissed ourselves laughing... so funni. [oh yah... wanling finally saw the tree move and believed us].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then!!! we walking on towards the bus stop [tried to do the same thing to this TV screen of the Hippo ride but in vain] den Val told us that if we stand beside a person and someone called our name, the person will turn his/her head too! So we decided to try on this guy in a shirt wif no.15 on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Attempt no.1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me walking briskly beside him....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Val, Wanling : Clara!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Huh? acts blur and turns around....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result: ARGH! the guy had no reaction watsoever! i think he just was too busy wondering if 15 is an unlucky number or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Attempt no.2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me standing beside this lady with a boyboy at the traffic light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Val, Wanling: Clara!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Me: *turns head around*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result: YES!!! the lady turned her head tOOOOO!!! hahah~! we can thus safely conclude that humans turn their head when the ppl beside them turn their head upon being called. HaHa~! officially proved by Val, Wanling and Me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okokokok! i guess that's all! eager waiting for my aunt and uncle and BabyQQQQQQQQQ [i'll post lots and lots of her photos k!!!!] from US!! WaAAH! super excitied!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7241446-110148366575791118?l=magicalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/110148366575791118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7241446&amp;postID=110148366575791118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default/110148366575791118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default/110148366575791118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/2004/11/waaaahhh-today.html' title=''/><author><name>claRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394107319906910743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7241446.post-110079978847102873</id><published>2004-11-19T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T02:25:05.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok! ok! i will do it! due to nagging persistance by Wanling.... i shall recall the funni thing that happened to us at Swensons tpy today. lolx!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok Swensons is officially lousy. i searched Google using 3 different phrase and they only gave me a picture of this guy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1235/640/CA89Y3EF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" height="78" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1235/320/CA89Y3EF.jpg" width="66" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does he even LoOk like an ice cream to you??!!&lt;br /&gt;nope. not very appitising either! hey you! Swensons guy! lolx! ok ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to my point&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was at Swensons wif Wanling for her promised treat and we were both very innocently eating our Baked Fish rice, Hawaiian pizza, US fries [not french mind you lolx!] [which tastes disgustingly horrible when it's cold] and flicking our melted Bananasplit at each other's table. Ok. Then we decided our butt is already starting to become part of the sofa so i called for the bill. and it came! and guess what?&lt;br /&gt;This guy comes along with a black book and flips it open at my face. I calmly placed the receipt down on the table while me and Wanling examined it.....&lt;br /&gt;noticing a slight blue ink write a '1' infront of the total amount of '$38-smthing'&lt;br /&gt;therefore making it look like a "$138" which i casually ignored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean... i couldn't have spent 138 at Swensons RITE???!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i took out my $40 and placed it on the black book [i swear to tell the truth and nothing but the whole truth. amen. ok ok so it's not a bible and i'm not in court. back to point]      and then the guy said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Miss?    *threatning pause* it's $138"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was S-T-U-N-N-E-D.. . . .    .      .   ..    .  . . .   .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and wanling carefully examined the receipt again. I mean.... my&lt;br /&gt;first thought was:&lt;br /&gt;shit. i so do not have a freaking $100 with me now. do i look like a walking bank?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my second though:&lt;br /&gt;this is shit! how can i have spent $138 at swensons! eating ice cream and savoury rice [bullshit. it's just normal rice baked]??!! i don't even feel fat yet?! and doesn't he know basic calculations? 9.90 + 9.90 + . .. . . . etc doesn't add up to 138. it's not even NEAR 50. Ok. this is it he's cheating me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then it struck me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg he's CHEATING me...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in my horror of actually being in the process of being cheated, i turned to him and said [ok... according to wanling i shouted]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RUBBISH!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;*pause abit. i think he's stunned. laughing nervously*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RUBBISH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ok this is it. he grabs the black book, gives a laugh and runs off*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ArGh!!! *kicking table leg* stupid @#$!@#%!@#%(*@#*    wanling said everyone were looking at us. lolx!&lt;br /&gt;how could he even try to cheat two innocent girls flicking disgusing whipped cream on their table?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet this was what he was thinking:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;[ will be pretending to write from HIS point of view and therefore 'me' in this case is actually yah. Him]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;    Aaaahhh.... normal working day at TPY Swensons. excellent. Lemmie check. I think for lunch today i shall convince the manager to allow me to eat 3 Banana splits instead of the usual 2. i mean..... i always cope one more when his back is turned so i might as well make it legal right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;    *whistles slightly* approachs boss:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"Ah Boss ah! today.... for lunch why don't you give me 3 banannasplit instead of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;2 leh?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Boss: "Why?! You think i have alot of bananasplit issit?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"Aiyah... no lah... but i so guai... everyday listen to you and bring you breakfast every morning!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;"Bullshit. You bring breakfast for me??! Inside the box all empty one!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"Eh but boss. it's the thought that counts right? so how??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;"actually i also wanted to give you extra banannasplit today since they got the orders wrong and sent us one more free one...... but thennnnnn....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;*turns to look at a waitress carrying a bananasplit on a black tray and walking towards two uniformed girls sitting by the window. She lifts the bananasplit and places it on the table whereby the two girls starting attacking it. Cherry first followed by the waffer, vallina [i know i spelt wrongly. dun luff!], strawberry and chocolate].   and soon the whole plate is gonesssssssss..... left the residue which is all over the table [hey! but we cleaned up wif tissues!]*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"NooooooooOOOOOOOOOOOooo!!!! MY BANANASPLIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;"Sorry. ..  . . . . .... . .. . .  customers first!      Now go back to work!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;*seeeeeettttttiiinnngg wif anger* I must have my revenge!!!! AAAAHHH!!!  look! they're calling for bill! i go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"Hi! can i have the bill please?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;*puts on excellent bright smile... must act friendly first!*  " Of course!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;*reaches the counter and prints out the receipt which now lies on the black book*  Heeeheheheheeee... now what shall i do???  oh yah... those two girls, look left look right also look dull. cheat them of $100, can go buy myself life time supply of icecreams. YAYA! i'm a genius manzZX!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;*picks up pen and scribbles a '1' beside the final number*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"there you go!" *hands black book to girls*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;*watches like a hawk as the girl gingerly places $40 on the book* *heeeheeeeheee!!!!!!* "Miss? it's $138"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;*girls go into state of shock* "BWAHAHAHAH!!!! Revenge is SWeET! " *imagine fire blasting from his background and his eyes turning red* "I have the power!!!!" "These two girls so tu-tut! the most they'll giggle and hand me their $100 and i can have all the ice cream in the wOrlD!!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;*waits expectantly for the $100 to appear*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Suddenly, one of the girls turn around and *plays this at slow-mo* mouths open anddddd a scary roar emerged.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;RUBBISH!    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;frightening.... .  argh! this enemy is more powerful than mEeee!!!!  how? ok ok act calm must not appear frightened. .....  .. ..   what's the first action you think of when you're not frightened?       *laughing?!*   ok ok &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;Hahahahahahahahah! *nervously of course*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;RUBBISH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;aaahhh!!! i don't like this two girls! *grabs book and runs away*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! yupxxx.... that's my day for you. Then later I met Wanru, Huiyen, Huihui and Rae for Singapore Idol! but guess what? it was so full house that we couldn't get in.  or rather.... we didn't really try to get in in the end. so we sat in the reception and watched tv.  .. . ..  hmmm....... oh! and we went Macs. and some stupid gay guy stole HuiHui's EzLink card! Hey you guy! @#(&lt;a href="mailto:$@#(*%"&gt;$@#(*%&lt;/a&gt;!@(!*@#!*@((!**!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i don't get it... why are they linking my censored scolding words?  ^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7241446-110079978847102873?l=magicalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/110079978847102873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7241446&amp;postID=110079978847102873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default/110079978847102873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default/110079978847102873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/2004/11/ok-ok-i-will-do-it-due-to-nagging.html' title=''/><author><name>claRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394107319906910743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7241446.post-110053681908522631</id><published>2004-11-16T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T00:40:19.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Does any one know how to ignore your homework completely?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i tried allllllll sorts of method! it's still nagging at the back of my mind! idiotS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i hate hate those sheets of paper!! argh! wanna feed them to a wild dog and let it tear it into bits and pieces while i watch on and laugh like some mad scientist with a new frankenstine for christmas. talk about christmas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I FEEL VERY CHRISTMASY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in fact, i think i shall put up the christmas tree tml. i mean... orchad road's alreadi fully decorate... that signals that it's our time to decorate too rite? i'm picturing snow and santa claus floating in the air throwing bars of chocolate at me........ wait... maybe not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7241446-110053681908522631?l=magicalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/110053681908522631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7241446&amp;postID=110053681908522631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default/110053681908522631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default/110053681908522631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/2004/11/does-any-one-know-how-to-ignore-your.html' title=''/><author><name>claRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394107319906910743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7241446.post-109923463133833425</id><published>2004-10-31T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T23:56:01.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1235/640/rip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1235/320/rip.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Let's bow our head and spend one minute in silence in memory of Plarence [is it Lim?] our class pet. We will miss you terribly! but don't worry! next year, Plarence's girlfriends [this gross purple Hello Kitty also from Macs] will be replacing him as our class pet.&lt;br /&gt;*[feel free to tag my board and leave parting messages for Plarence. i'll post them here] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Clara : Whee! bye Plarence! hope you'll enjoy heaven as much as you enjoyed stayin in 3P! You did enjoy stayin in 3p rite?! i mean.. besides all the hanging from the OHP [which must have been uncomfortable... but hey! it's worth it just to be in 3P rite?] oh wells... buaiz, Plarence! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Annaling: hello kitty is NOT gross...u shld a PINK hello kitty anyway...hahahahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Qinx: plarence...haix... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chrl'x: mmmeeessshhhh.. plarence!!! sobz... i wanna find u!! even if u r in the garbage truck! sobz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yuntian: *[ok i deleted your message so i'll just write wat i can rmb!] Plarence! I'll always remember you for your ability to piss teachers off! Especially Mr Khoo! 3P '04 will love you always!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7241446-109923463133833425?l=magicalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/109923463133833425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7241446&amp;postID=109923463133833425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default/109923463133833425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default/109923463133833425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/2004/10/lets-bow-our-head-and-spend-one-minute.html' title=''/><author><name>claRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394107319906910743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7241446.post-109913625939257601</id><published>2004-10-30T19:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T20:18:50.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heya! guess what i did today??&lt;br /&gt;YupxX! i baked a cake! lolx! Chocolate cake at that. Just bought the cake mix yesterday becos' my mum's been nagging me to cook smthing so i thought might as well!&lt;br /&gt;aaaannnddd... so i went to Cold Storage, picked out the cheapest cake mix i could find [$2.95]. See. it's the first time i'm actually touching the oven at home so i better find a cheap one incase i mess up right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;genius......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this is it! Family Recipe Rich Chocolate cake mix. Excellent choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1235/640/CIMG1868.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1235/320/CIMG1868.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;and just in case the cake doesn't work out i can always camofludge it with Hershey's Chocolate Syrup. You know... who cares what's under that pile of gooey chocolatey syrup right? you just eat it up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1235/640/CIMG1860.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1235/320/CIMG1860.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right! and the best thing is... this syrup is suppose to freeze in seconds after you apply it onto the cake! like wwwooww the things Hersheys can think of. Already forming an image of a wonderful cake ala the one i saw in Big O' with the picture of a girl printed on the cake surface with the frozen chocolate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but turns out? The chocolate didn't even freeze....... or anything near that for that matter. in fact... i stood there for 3 min... just staring at the syrup on my cake........ still liquid............ still liquid...... maybe i should just plop it into the fridge for awhile to speed things up......................................... 5 mins................ nope... still liquid! ..... you know 3 hours is like 10800 seconds which is still seconds you know? they could jolly well be meaning 10 hours. ok. that's it. i'm plopping the whole cake in my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1235/640/CIMG1862.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1235/320/CIMG1862.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then my genius of a sister has to come around and point out to me that maybe they mean that it freezes only on ice creams...... and then she points to the sticker on the bottle of syrup and very proudly declare that the white stuffs there is actually, ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1235/640/CIMG1863.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1235/320/CIMG1863.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;like how was i suppose to knoe??! it could be foaming detergent for all i care! in fact come to think of it, it looks kinda like a syrofoam box right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah... come to think of it, i haven't talked about my cake at all right? juuuusttt scroll down abit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1235/640/CIMG1870.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1235/320/CIMG1870.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;yupx. that's the desired outcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1235/640/CIMG1876.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1235/320/CIMG1876.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;and this is the real outcome. does it look like a pile of sh*t? ok, ok... so it isn't really picture perfect. but like what they say, it''s what it taste that matters right? [ok, maybe they didn't say that but who cares!]      it taste yummy! i can get my sis to testify for me! the only reason why it ended up looking like that is because of this tiny error i made during the process............. but you can't blame me! i was followin the instructions on the box!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1235/640/CIMG1871.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1235/320/CIMG1871.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right, 2 eggs. Check. Cake mix. Check. 1 cup of milk. Cccchheck.  mix everything together. which basically just means that i pour the flour, the eggs and the milk in right? I mean... that's what mixing means RIGHT? ok, wasn't until i was beating the whole mixture happily together when my mum wearily informs me that i should have added the flour with a bit of egg first, beat it up abit, add more egg, mix some more, add a few drops of the milk, mix more, add more milk, mix some more............................ how was i suppose to know i had to read between the lines like that?! next time, i'll have to check up the meaning of each letter they say on the box before proceeding with caution. and nope, that's not the error i was mentioning about [although it issss another error. but neglectable!] the error was :: the one cup of milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right Quiz time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1235/640/CIMG1872.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1235/320/CIMG1872.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;got the answer ready??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my answer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1235/640/CIMG1874.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1235/320/CIMG1874.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  beaming with pride from ear to ear at my 100% correct answer. i mean..... this IS a cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1235/640/cup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1235/320/cup.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  turns out this is the correct answer. A cup. *disgusted look* apparently, answer B) is either known as a mug or a glass. watever! Who in the world thought up of naming flowery procelain minature jars which you sip english tea out of ,         a cup?  Totally irrelavent! ok, so a mug is almost twice the size of a cup which eventually ends up meaning that i added twice the required amt. of milk into my cake and thus it couldn't even bake properly. The crust just gets burnt and everything and the insides is still as wet as the toilet bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7241446-109913625939257601?l=magicalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/109913625939257601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7241446&amp;postID=109913625939257601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default/109913625939257601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default/109913625939257601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/2004/10/heya-guess-what-i-did-today-yupxx-i.html' title=''/><author><name>claRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394107319906910743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7241446.post-109912138120568822</id><published>2004-10-30T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T15:31:56.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HeyzZZ!!! was flippin' through the newspaper when i saw this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1235/640/CIMG1630.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1235/320/CIMG1630.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now why is Sly pointing to maia's boobs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7241446-109912138120568822?l=magicalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/109912138120568822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7241446&amp;postID=109912138120568822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default/109912138120568822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default/109912138120568822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/2004/10/heyzzz-was-flippin-through-newspaper.html' title=''/><author><name>claRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394107319906910743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7241446.post-109855478836615422</id><published>2004-10-24T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T02:06:28.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey ya! here' s the 'finalised' design! can? i show mdm faridah on Tue ar? oh yah.. hy! dunnoe where to put the words leh... if you don't want it to overlap. Cos' if i squeeze below then unless we tuck out if not cannot see... den if i squeeze on top of  the two girls will become very strange looking.... like those R(A) movie posters for olden shows at the back alley of Chinatown.... where all the che ko pek go. BleahxX. Yah. . . . .  so liddat can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/pocketful_of_star_89/hk1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/pocketful_of_star_89/front.jpg"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7241446-109855478836615422?l=magicalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/109855478836615422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7241446&amp;postID=109855478836615422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default/109855478836615422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default/109855478836615422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/2004/10/hey-ya-here-s-finalised-design-can-i.html' title=''/><author><name>claRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394107319906910743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7241446.post-109828395263793599</id><published>2004-10-20T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T22:52:32.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eh!!! you know what?? this is da 3rd time i'm actually blogging already because my computer keeps jamming up on my and erasing off my entry. =(&lt;br /&gt;as if flunking two subjects is not horrible enough... life has a way of playing you down when you're already depressed enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking of how in the world i can actually break the horrible new to my mum without her i)Fainting or ii) smashing my skull into bits.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i could try doing this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Mum! i got A1 for Physics and A Maths!"&lt;br /&gt;Mum: "Wah! So clever! Must be all the ____ brand milk powder i use..........."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Fat Hope manxX! Dang ku ku (loosely translated as wait long long)! I failed both subs. k?"&lt;br /&gt;*dashes off before the sentence registers in her brain*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Mum! LOOK! a Two-Headed Monster!!! aRGH!"&lt;br /&gt;Mum: *glances behind in shock* "Where???!!"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "maifailedmyphysicsandamathsarokbyebye."&lt;br /&gt;*dashes off before the sentence registers in her brain*&lt;br /&gt;realise they both consist of me running off.... hrm... maybe i should try another strategy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Ma! let me tell you a story! Long long long time ago in Singapore... there was a young princess who doesn't like to go to school..............................................&lt;br /&gt;.......................................................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;..................Two Days later ...............................&lt;br /&gt;..................Three Days later .............................&lt;br /&gt;blah blah blah blah blah blah&lt;br /&gt;Mum:"ZzzzzZZzz........ *snort* zzz...................zzzz. ...... *nods head sleepishly* zzzzz.......&lt;br /&gt;Me:"So the moral of the story is that i failed two of my subjects."&lt;br /&gt;Mum:"z.z.z.zzzzzzzzzzzz..............z.z.z.z.z........ZZZZ?!!!!?! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah... was so exhausted in school today from all the 'excitment' of my 'excellent' results that i was fainting all over the school with Wanling *hahaXX!* ;P&lt;br /&gt;Ulu Pandang rocks.                 Was intenting to watch 2046 with Huii but ended up mopping around with a sulky look on our faces so we decided that since we didn't really look like we're 16 years old with that black face anywaes we better not go. (2046 is NC-16.... for wat? they could invent a JF-15 and a SQ-17 and watever.) yah. basically.... not a really nice day today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7241446-109828395263793599?l=magicalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/109828395263793599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7241446&amp;postID=109828395263793599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default/109828395263793599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default/109828395263793599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/2004/10/eh-you-know-what-this-is-da-3rd-time.html' title=''/><author><name>claRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394107319906910743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7241446.post-109791014783029143</id><published>2004-10-16T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-16T15:22:11.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>____Hey ya! hrm! Exams over ya? i did so many things! let's see:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY&lt;br /&gt;-exams over! went out with tHE BuTtchics! haha!! sounds strange manxX. too bad Qinx has to (get ready for this) TeAch her brother maths?! haha! ok la... so self-sacrifying hOR? hrm.. wanted to watch White Chicks but too bad... full house.&lt;br /&gt;-at nite... 12am. went and send my dada off to China, Da Lian. Buaiz buiaz dada!! ate supper at Macs! apple pie only lah... den see alot of NS ppl patrolling... den my mum keeps saying 'They for show only laH!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUESDAY&lt;br /&gt;-went out with Emmy, Tzeing, ziHui and Huii! bleahxX. at first is 11am or smthing one.. but in the end woke up late and everything so end up joined them only at 4pm? haha! enjoy sea breeze... play in the sea. wAH! fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;br /&gt;-Went suntanning with Dawn and Selina and Qinxx (but she zhuo boh only lah... sit down there! lolx!)&lt;br /&gt;-dawn cooked pasta for us! yum! butdden... how come it has celery??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THURSDAY&lt;br /&gt;-Singapore Idol!! wah wah wah!!! OLI roCKS! i hugged her manzXXX! sigh~~~ and Sly!! he rocks toO! i shaked hands with him toO! lolx! Den we all screaming like crazy until Gurmit Singh went and tease us "there's the crazy girls there! Thank you girls! *mimicks michael Jackson**sends flying kisses*"lolx!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY&lt;br /&gt;-went and watch White Chicks. WHeEE!! damn funny. 'YoUr mama's so old that her breast milk's like milk powder!' den got the corny guy singing Vanessa Calton's ' A Thousand Miles'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh! read this quote by dunnoe who... (some famous dead guy... at least i think he's dead!) It was on a NTUC calender with inspirational quotes. Hey! ain't they suppose to put credits for the quotes on this type of things? especially when the calender's sold for money.... eh... *dadadadaaa... *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any way... back to my point. there was this quote there 'A successful man is one who does today what he is thinking of doing tomorrow.' Isn't it strange? Like let's say Today you think of cleaning up your house. that means you have already cleaned up the house yesterday. and Tomorrow, you think of doing up homework. That means that Today you have to do homework and tomorrow you'll do what you think of doing tomorrow tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is in a sense.... illustrated liddat:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1235/640/todsy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 456px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 183px" height="178" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1235/320/todsy.jpg" width="433" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k think you can't read the dialogs it's "Tomorrow i shall bake a cake"&lt;br /&gt;and "yesterday, i said i'll bake a cake today. Today i shall bake a cake but tomorrow i'm building a house??!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so since that's the way it has to be, why don't you just say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1235/640/todsy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 467px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 190px" height="169" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1235/320/todsy2.jpg" width="443" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Today i'm drawing a pic" "Today i'm baking a cake"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't it like so so so so much easier??!!! like pretending that tomorrow is actually today so you just do the things today and calll the things that you Wanted to do Tomorrow things that you Are doing today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i confusing you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... that's all! oh yah! and i just just have to do it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;JERRY'S FINALLY OUT!!! TOM HAS CAUGHT AND EATEN YOU, JERRY!!! HAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7241446-109791014783029143?l=magicalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/109791014783029143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7241446&amp;postID=109791014783029143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default/109791014783029143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default/109791014783029143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/2004/10/hey-ya-hrm-exams-over-ya-i-did-so-many.html' title=''/><author><name>claRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394107319906910743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7241446.post-109750080874493429</id><published>2004-10-11T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-12T21:34:01.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;OH YES! OH YES! OH YES~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I HAVE TO SAY THIS!!! .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1235/640/paper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1235/320/paper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1235/640/paper.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EXAMS ARE OVER!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1235/640/paper.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Nextly, i'll like to say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:181;color:#663333;"&gt;IT's TIME TO RELAX......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;___________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1235/640/bikini.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1235/320/bikini.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OopS! No laH... not like that...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;~RELA&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=xxx" target="_blank"&gt;xXx&lt;/a&gt;Xx.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;__________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1235/640/suntan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 165px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 148px" height="124" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1235/320/suntan.jpg" width="126" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~anD SLeEP....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;_________&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1235/640/sleeping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" height="136" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1235/320/sleeping.jpg" width="169" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ZZzzzzzzz.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~ AND use com...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;________&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1235/640/com.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" height="129" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1235/320/com.jpg" width="147" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i can't believe this! i'm actually touching my computer after one month of technology starvation~!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~ AND I ALSO HAVE TO SAY...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jerry so doesn't rock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1235/640/stupid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1235/320/stupid.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;*sobs* Jeasse was wonderful..... sigh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1235/640/jeasse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1235/320/jeasse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;OLI, OLI! IS THE BEST!&lt;/span&gt; (especially now that Jeasse's out!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1235/640/oli.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" height="135" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1235/320/oli.jpg" width="185" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1235/640/sleeping.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1235/640/bikini.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;___Bwahaha! Exams' over! iT's OVER!!! can sleep late, wake up late, wach TV without feeling constipated, read all the stuffs in the wold except for textbooks and do anything that's not related to studies! WAH! today! wanted to watch White Chicks.. toO bad it's filled to the brim. even second row seats also filled. Wow... is it so famous? anyway... Whee! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7241446-109750080874493429?l=magicalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/109750080874493429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7241446&amp;postID=109750080874493429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default/109750080874493429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default/109750080874493429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/2004/10/oh-yes-oh-yes-oh-yes-i-have-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>claRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394107319906910743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7241446.post-109586803254721263</id><published>2004-09-22T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-22T23:47:12.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'> Drops of Jupiter!!! Such an old but nice soNg manxx... reminds me of my PSLE days.. yupxX! it's that long ago! Haha! anyway... hrm... decided to change my tagboard to doodleboard cos' i'm forever having problems with tag board's html and its site and forever down! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! this will be like my last post in many many days to come! Exams start this Friday *shivers* and ends 11 Oct *WHOOOOHOO!* Until then, i have to lock myself away from my beloved *and dying* computer and die from internet starvation! :) But now that i've carefully erased some stuffs and change some html, my mind is MORE at ease *glares meaningfully at Emmeline* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Just saw the pictures Mr. Thomas Lee posted up *does it sounds strange? What abt Sir Lee? hrm... funni* Anyway, the pics are damn nice even though don't have a life-size portray of me *WavEs hands superstar style* Thank you! Thank You!  ok, back to the point.... Shall be studying my arse off the nxt few days! Really hope i can survive the 4 weeks without getting 100 years older.. sigh... there goes my freedom :( Buaiz blog... i'll miss ya............ *sigH*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7241446-109586803254721263?l=magicalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/109586803254721263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7241446&amp;postID=109586803254721263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default/109586803254721263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default/109586803254721263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/2004/09/drops-of-jupiter-such-old-but-nice.html' title=''/><author><name>claRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394107319906910743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7241446.post-109428446137870640</id><published>2004-09-04T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-04T15:54:21.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;hey! was just surfing through the songs when i saw this Michael Buble one! sooo nice... *sighs* reminds me of Orlinda! lolx! though it should be the other way round... watever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! my sister's in another one of her sudden cooking inspiration moods! guess what she cooked today? Japanese curry with fried chicken... kinda like what she saw on Japan Hour the other time. hrm... yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ladidada~! shall recap what happened on Thursay instead! Went online and did something lame... talk to my sister! lolx! ok, yaR.. so she was in her office with nothing much to do and then she sent this picture to me and guess what's it? A picture of this flyer from Sakae Sushi with 50% discount off all red plates! whee! of course we went down to T.P's Sakae. There was this pretty long queue so we just stand around and wait for the guy to call us. The group in front of us had about 4 ppl so we were very sure to get in first... but that blind manager in disgusting green t refused to notice our extistence while he presistently asked the group in front of us whether they wanted 2 seats. In the end we had to stand in front of him and wave our hands like we were doing the Acers Day work out thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food wasn't all that great either. The convey belt looked so deserted and the only plates of sushi on it look stale. We were getting quite bored waiting or any sign of a waiter walking pass to get our order when we saw those green pea things sailing pass. well... at least something to eat while we wait so we took a peek at it and realise it looked like some shivered up ancient mummified peas. No way! anyway, the guy finally came and we ordered green tea, soft shell crab, soft shell crab maki, spicy salmon handroll and salmon sashimi. then the guy said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Sorry mdm, we are out of soft shell crab and salmon today."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"(??!!) ok....... *glances at me. we frantically discuss what to order since there's basically nothing left to eat that has no salmon and our fav. soft shell crab is out of stock!* ......... what about this one? *points to a sushi that looks like it has avocado and cucumber*"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sorry mdm, that one has salmon wrapped around it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(-_-) "ok... what about this one then *points to the chawamushi ... last resort!! we're getting desprate!*"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sorry mdm, there's bird flu and rise in egg prices."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*dead silence... i think we fainted*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, we completely gave up and ordered miso soup. *sigh* what in the world is there to eat?! then a guy walked pass us and placed down a plate of soft shell crab maki for our neighbouring lady. ARGH! we were so pissed we got that guy back and demanded for soft shell crab maki too. Mistyriously, we got it! and he's explaination?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh... we placed all the soft shell crab maki in a box and only take out some."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What in the world is that suppose to mean??!! anyway, we were too hungry to care so we just woffed it down, ordered more salmon, egg and soft shell crab unrelated sushi *which is basically tofu* and even ate potato salad and tried to fill our stomachs with wasabi and ginger. argh! ........... half an hour later............................... our miso soup has not arrived. I got so bored i started jingling the button on this telecom thingy on the convey belt which since the first day i stepped into Sakae it has not been working properly. But just my luck, the 5th time i jabbed the button with my chopstick it actually answered back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello?? *crackling noise* Hello? Can i help you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok..... stunned. i lend back involunteerly. My sister bursted out laughing and said we should have replied and say "Good Morning Charlie!" gosh.... the hunger must have gotten to her head. Anyway, by the time it was 9pm our miso soup hasn't arrive so we decided to ask the guy abt it. Thing is... we didn't know how to ask exactly so we made a little list of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;HOW TO ASK A WAITER/WAITRESS WHETHER YOUR MISO SOUP IS READY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;1) "Hi, may i ask whether my miso soup is on the way?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;2) "Hi, how's my miso soup doing?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;3) "Yo~! Waat's up with my miso soup manx?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;4) "I can hear my miso soup boiling!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;5) "Is my miso soup here yet?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;6) "I really miss my miso soup."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;7) "I WANT MY MISO SOUP NOW!!!!!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;8) This one's a whole conversation thingy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;"Miso soup! *stares meaningfully at the waiter*"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;"Oh i'm sorry mdm, but my name is Tan Mee Song. Not miso."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;"MISO SOUP! *grrr.....*"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;"No mdm! Really! My name is not Miso Soup!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;.....................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Ok. take your pick. I chose number 1) . okie... pretty boring... choice yar? My sister said the guy should have replied more funnily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;My sister's version:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi, may i ask whether my miso soup is on the way?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, i think it's tying its shoelace."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;My version:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi, may i ask whether my miso soup is on the way?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"oh, it's at the checkpoint now.. there's something wrong with its passport. Apparently it's ID photo is that of a lump of miso so it doesn't match...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;This is getting too lame. I shall go eat some chocolate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7241446-109428446137870640?l=magicalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/109428446137870640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7241446&amp;postID=109428446137870640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default/109428446137870640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default/109428446137870640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/2004/09/hey-was-just-surfing-through-songs.html' title=''/><author><name>claRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394107319906910743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7241446.post-109396036045354046</id><published>2004-08-31T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-31T21:52:40.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok, got big bad experience with Teachers' Day today. =(   Firstly, i would like to say to those ppl who violently thought our performance sucks. Fine, glad for your honesty, be more tactful next time. Nextly, to ppl who said we spoiled the whole concert. Hey, hell. This is a performance for the teachers. A performance to show how much we truely appreciate our teachers. Not a Z-pop concert. If it was a Z-pop concert thingy then fine. Yah, agreed. Ok, so your performance was nicer then ours'. No ho-hum over there. But please think in the positive way yar? hey, we took the courage to come up here and sing a song even thought we are partially tone-deaf and sound like a guy before he's voice broke &lt;strong&gt;because &lt;/strong&gt;we really wanted to thank our teachers for the help they gave us! Lastly, to those ppl who gave me that oh-my-god-i-so-wanna-burst-out-in-laughter-but-i'm-surpressing-it-cos'-they-are-so-pathetic-they-deserve-my-pity look. pppllleeeaassseee? I'd rather you just laugh it out or just keep quiet and pretend i'm not there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, on a better note, i went to Cedar Primary to visit Mrs Loke! well... at least nobody here knows abt the performance so i spared frm any more nasty comments. Congrats to Mrs Loke on her new baby boy~~!! Whee! She looks happier than the previous years actually! Maybe it's like some bliss of having a baby or smthing? welll... met up wif quiet a few primary school classmates! Lolx! so fun! they pretty much looked the same... cept for Hazera. didn't regconise her at all! lolx! shall complete my photo album soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7241446-109396036045354046?l=magicalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/109396036045354046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7241446&amp;postID=109396036045354046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default/109396036045354046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default/109396036045354046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/2004/08/ok-got-big-bad-experience-with.html' title=''/><author><name>claRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394107319906910743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7241446.post-109335347831204683</id><published>2004-08-24T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-24T21:17:58.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/C/carmabell/1093305047_eenkawaii2.jpg" border="0" alt="xcn" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a Spring. You usually are very close-knit&lt;br /&gt;with your friends and value everyone freidnship&lt;br /&gt;you have. You're a real people person and&lt;br /&gt;everyone loves how friendly you are. You're&lt;br /&gt;good with encouraging people but usually don't&lt;br /&gt;like to be the center of attention. You are a&lt;br /&gt;social butterfly and probably are in several&lt;br /&gt;circles of friends but it's just because you're&lt;br /&gt;well liked and you make people comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;You're both fun and wise but you are very&lt;br /&gt;realistic about life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/carmabell/quizzes/What%20season%20are%20you%3F%20(pics)/"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;What season are you? (pics)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:-3;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href=""&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7241446-109335347831204683?l=magicalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/109335347831204683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7241446&amp;postID=109335347831204683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default/109335347831204683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default/109335347831204683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/2004/08/youre-spring.html' title=''/><author><name>claRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394107319906910743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7241446.post-109334755254137994</id><published>2004-08-24T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-24T19:39:12.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/C/carmabell/1084142247_ctureswind.jpg" border="0" alt="365" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're Elemant is Wind. You're light-hearted,&lt;br /&gt;care-free, kind, sensative, and mysterious. You&lt;br /&gt;have friends and most absolutely love you. You&lt;br /&gt;can be calm and soothing one minute and ragging&lt;br /&gt;in anger the next so no one wants to get on&lt;br /&gt;your bad side. You're beauty is inspiring and&lt;br /&gt;magical. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/carmabell/quizzes/What's%20Your%20Element(girls)%3F%20(PICTURES)/"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;What's Your Element(girls)? (PICTURES)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:-3;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href=""&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7241446-109334755254137994?l=magicalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/109334755254137994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7241446&amp;postID=109334755254137994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default/109334755254137994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default/109334755254137994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/2004/08/youre-elemant-is-wind.html' title=''/><author><name>claRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394107319906910743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7241446.post-109318486845774931</id><published>2004-08-22T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-22T22:27:48.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;Stop acting like you care. Stop acting like you're always there for me. Stop telling me how much i mean to you and how important i am. I know you don't give a shit about me. All that rubbish about being your angel and forever yours you don't even know i'm alive. you don't even care i'm still breathing. you are a senseless person! you don't ever ever give a care! i don't want to cry even though it hurts like hell to keep all the tears inside but i'll never never never cry for such a unsensertive beast like you. what's this?! one second you're telling me the moon and the stars and the next you ignore me like i'm a stone in your shoe. an irritating blockage. Go AWAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7241446-109318486845774931?l=magicalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/109318486845774931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7241446&amp;postID=109318486845774931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default/109318486845774931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default/109318486845774931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/2004/08/stop-acting-like-you-care.html' title=''/><author><name>claRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394107319906910743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7241446.post-109318317355791648</id><published>2004-08-22T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-22T22:13:34.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Hey hey! today was pretty nice... studied for the whole day for my bio test on Monday! ToO bad i didn't join annaling they'll for the study thingy! lolx! Then my sister went down to Cold Storage and bought this really expensive oxtail for a whopping $17 each! lolx! my mum's eyes nearly popped out when she heard the price man! She cooked this oxtail stew which was really nice except the gravy isn't thick enough. Then Alicia went and bought a whole bag of D24 and XO durians! yum! didn't even know there was such thing as an XO druian. What's it suppose to be? soaked in XO? lolx! maybe they pour XO at the durian trees instead of water? hahaX! it's an alcholic and druck durian! hahaz! Ok, ok... really not much time today... have to go study!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1235/640/CIMG1241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1235/320/CIMG1241.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister and David~!&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1235/640/CIMG1238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1235/320/CIMG1238.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zOom in on the oxtail soup... &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1235/640/CIMG1239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1235/320/CIMG1239.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YuM!!! oxtail soup! any one care for some? yah... my sister cooked this! &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1235/640/CIMG1244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1235/320/CIMG1244.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alicia trying to strangle my brother!! help!!!&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1235/640/CIMG1245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/237/1235/320/CIMG1245.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sista eating sour graps! lolx! &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7241446-109318317355791648?l=magicalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/109318317355791648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7241446&amp;postID=109318317355791648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default/109318317355791648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7241446/posts/default/109318317355791648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magicalmoments.blogspot.com/2004/08/hey-hey-today-was-pretty-nice.html' title=''/><author><name>claRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394107319906910743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7241446.post-109284115617020990</id><published>2004-08-18T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-18T22:59:16.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;Hey peepz! just found this! lolx~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Morpheus" src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/truly-dippy/1061401756_topdreams2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morpheus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/truly-dippy/quizzes/??"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;?? Which Of The Greek Gods Are You ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com/"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;Sigh~ just watched the Olympics badminton between Susilo and that Thai guy just now! Damn nervous all the way sinking my nails into the poor tattered sofa... *teeth chatters* the first match was bad enough! Then the secound match was just soOOOO scary to watch! like scarier than Ju-On! lolx! oh well... i guess he was very very tired by then. After all he had like wat... continuious stressful badminton matches for days and even fight head first with the defending champion. I'm amazed he wasn't dead worn out before!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;okie.... today, nothing much. Feel pretty bored most of the day =P Guess who won merit for Miss Teen? Lolx! Ssshhh........ Anyway, I think that Florence really deserve to win the watever award cos' she just like so outstanding! Plus, she must have great PR skills to have so many ppl cheering for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;Oh yesS! went to Singapore Press Holdings today! Basically was just behind the scenes stuff about newspapers editting and media news. hrm! for the news anchor they actually have this slightly concealed 'Cough Button' which they press whenever they have to cough or smthing. Not bad... but still, i wouldn't wanna work anything like that! Brings me to the Be Yourself Day t-shirt. started colouring my shirt.... looks plain. ;( lolx! it's fine lar... just missing some elements. well... gotta go do all my chinese and maths. Been slacking for tOo long! 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