<?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-8636250542840120885</id><updated>2011-07-08T11:48:17.562+08:00</updated><category term='Random writings'/><title type='text'>Hidden Wounds ~ Internal Gashes</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</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>114</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636250542840120885.post-5302590535252209785</id><published>2010-02-25T20:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T20:56:53.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oooh!</title><content type='html'>oh yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's the last day of the Summer Semester for the January Intake students of Swinburne. We've done our assignments, presentations and covered our syllabus. And it's over! woots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/S4Zy7oTsqII/AAAAAAAAAWw/yns_uSsV8v4/s1600-h/26534_104116116284227_100000575179358_106149_4324744_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/S4Zy7oTsqII/AAAAAAAAAWw/yns_uSsV8v4/s400/26534_104116116284227_100000575179358_106149_4324744_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442163568481708162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wonder how many know my name? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To wrap it up, we'll be having our finals next week. There'll be people i miss =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-5302590535252209785?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/5302590535252209785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2010/02/oooh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/5302590535252209785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/5302590535252209785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2010/02/oooh.html' title='Oooh!'/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/S4Zy7oTsqII/AAAAAAAAAWw/yns_uSsV8v4/s72-c/26534_104116116284227_100000575179358_106149_4324744_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636250542840120885.post-8347081344634061487</id><published>2010-01-27T20:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T21:53:44.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It started like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two simple life forms carried back in a cardboard box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/S2BDU7Vto4I/AAAAAAAAAWo/he4ZTKCQqe0/s1600-h/9224_323811185640_548400640_9300397_3337315_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/S2BDU7Vto4I/AAAAAAAAAWo/he4ZTKCQqe0/s400/9224_323811185640_548400640_9300397_3337315_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431415177414026114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All they expected was love. To be taken care of. And in return you get the most valuable thing on earth - unconditional love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember feeding them, sometimes even in the middle of the night. I remember giving them baths and how troublesome i thought it was. I remember trying to suppress my worry whenever they wailed and i was trying to sleep. I remember how they scratched me, leaving scars. I remember spanking them, hugging them, regretting over ever neglecting them. Yet in the end, the love in their shining eyes never changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And today, they're up to my knee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TT got hurt today. She's limping now. She still barrels into me. She still smiles like everything's okay. I hugged her. I never wanted to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How could you, stand there and argue?&lt;br /&gt;How could you, only comment on how im getting my clothes dirty?&lt;br /&gt;And how could &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;, say that it should be death.&lt;br /&gt;Why is there only anger, condemnation?&lt;br /&gt;Where is the worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fuck you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not her fault, for sleeping under the car.&lt;br /&gt;It's not his fault, for bringing them home.&lt;br /&gt;Is it my fault, for not being there?&lt;br /&gt;Then tell me whose fault it is, that my eyes are red-rimmed now?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-8347081344634061487?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/8347081344634061487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2010/01/it-started-like-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/8347081344634061487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/8347081344634061487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2010/01/it-started-like-this.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/S2BDU7Vto4I/AAAAAAAAAWo/he4ZTKCQqe0/s72-c/9224_323811185640_548400640_9300397_3337315_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636250542840120885.post-7233802042786838940</id><published>2010-01-26T22:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T23:17:21.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;La di daaa&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is starting to fall in place now. It's finally starting to feel like im going forward, going &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;somewhere&lt;/span&gt;. I have people i like enough, i have a reason to be there and it's tranquil. I guess i miss all the insane ridiculous drama of high school but after almost 2 years of craziness, i guess it's time for a break. Don't get me wrong, i still miss you guys. Love you all more than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;You don't know whatcha got until it's gone eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Complications in life give it it's meaning. It's what makes life interesting, no? But why do i feel like punching, decapitating, burning and generally destroying to the best of my ability the object of my frustrations right now? It's so infuriating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see you. I hate you.&lt;br /&gt;Every word, every gesture it drives me mad.&lt;br /&gt;For no reason. Except that you exist.&lt;br /&gt;Behind the screen, it's like the image of you dissolves&lt;br /&gt;And we're fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Opposites.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The current bane of my existence.&lt;br /&gt;It's playful one minute, hatred the next, fake politeness after&lt;br /&gt;And we're back to square one.&lt;br /&gt;Who ever thought two polar opposites could exist in one vessel?&lt;br /&gt;One look and it's forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who understand should just keep their mouths shut. Like forever =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-7233802042786838940?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/7233802042786838940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2010/01/la-di-daaa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/7233802042786838940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/7233802042786838940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2010/01/la-di-daaa.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</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-8636250542840120885.post-6094909599911466905</id><published>2010-01-15T00:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T00:48:12.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Somehow, i just don't like this blog of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; don't like it. I mean yeah, it's public. It's pretty. I wrote every freakin' word in here. Love the layout and every bit of effort i put in. But looking back, it's all &lt;u&gt;superficial&lt;/u&gt;. It doesn't even reflect &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ME&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it.&lt;br /&gt;It's not me.&lt;br /&gt;Random bunch of stupid stuff not even worth remembering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna delete it and move everything else from Multiply. Which means it'll be private from then on. Im not sure if i should do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/S09Kn97-8xI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MkMLOL2qN3c/s1600-h/20763_285105571832_631561832_4441371_4604936_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/S09Kn97-8xI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MkMLOL2qN3c/s400/20763_285105571832_631561832_4441371_4604936_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426638126506242834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Look at how happy we were.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-6094909599911466905?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/6094909599911466905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2010/01/somehow-i-just-dont-like-this-blog-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/6094909599911466905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/6094909599911466905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2010/01/somehow-i-just-dont-like-this-blog-of.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/S09Kn97-8xI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MkMLOL2qN3c/s72-c/20763_285105571832_631561832_4441371_4604936_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636250542840120885.post-6140568839280031450</id><published>2009-12-26T00:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T01:17:08.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SEXY EYES.</title><content type='html'>Now that i think about it, almost every Christmas morning since my coming back to Kuching has been spent at the house of my aunt. It was pretty boring as usual, but this year...there was a special 'event' (i suppose that's whatcha call it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She bought a new camera (like kathleen's but it's off white) and a new bigger Christmas tree. She put dozens of (self-made) red stars with numbers on them. And the guest get to pick one and then you get your gift! Wooo it was pretty cool, i got a MUG! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Winnie the Pooh&lt;/span&gt; mug!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Geoklyn Chua bought me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Secret Recipe&lt;/span&gt; cakes ;D&lt;br /&gt;I splurged and bought myself a Bonton tee and a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kate Gel Eyeliner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SzTyOZnf-8I/AAAAAAAAAWY/U3_ZtcXu_pE/s1600-h/DSCN1247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 186px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SzTyOZnf-8I/AAAAAAAAAWY/U3_ZtcXu_pE/s400/DSCN1247.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419222580842200002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;My so called sexy goth eyes&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol see! So gothic man...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;too much eyeliner&lt;/span&gt;. But i suppose it's a pass for a newbie like me. I've had lotsa trouble with the&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;flick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I just can't seem to get it right! I suppose i just have to keep practicing for a thinner day-wearable line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. bottom lid waterline done with kohl eyeliner.&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. old people party is tomorrow~ got confused =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-6140568839280031450?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/6140568839280031450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/12/sexy-eyes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/6140568839280031450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/6140568839280031450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/12/sexy-eyes.html' title='SEXY EYES.'/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SzTyOZnf-8I/AAAAAAAAAWY/U3_ZtcXu_pE/s72-c/DSCN1247.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636250542840120885.post-5344622997656829115</id><published>2009-12-24T21:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T21:56:02.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Two Hours...</title><content type='html'>Let's see. I've been too bored/lazy/uncaring to even blog lately. I've had inspiration hit me on and off but as my mom tells me time and time again, i am so inconsistent with everything i attempt to do (i can't find the right word actually so inconsistent shall do for now). Frankly, i agree but i don't care, it'll probably be my demise and obstacle to achieve success and all that but you can't miss what you don't have right? (Im being stupid and hard-headed but it's that's my mood and you're reading my blog.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Wikipedia, "Children with much older siblings (generally ten or more years) may also have a similar family environment to only children." and "In Western culture, only children are often subject to a stereotype that equates them with spoiled brats." Those two sentences just about sums up my life.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how cynical im feeling right now? Yes im feeling irritated and angry and all that jazz so that's why im blogging. That's why i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ever&lt;/span&gt; blog. To let out my feelings...be it irritation, hurt, anger, happiness, relief etc etc. It's usually a combination of two or more and without the absence of hurt. The stupid mindless emotion i control every day but it still manages to eat at my insides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above (quoted stuff?) were supposed to be my status update at FB. But guess what? I've got some compassion left somewhere to not to ruin everybody else's Christmas Eve. That, and im a coward. I don't want my brothers seeing that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had a bad day. Guess what, bad days are always my constant companion during the holidays. No normal relaxing fun-filled holidays for me. Uh uh. And today, is &lt;u&gt;officially&lt;/u&gt; the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;worst&lt;/span&gt; ever possible&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; day-before-birthday&lt;/span&gt; day. If that makes any sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got in a fight with my mom. We get in fights day in and day out but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hell&lt;/span&gt;, tomorrow is my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;birthday&lt;/span&gt;. I KNEW it would be the worst birthday ever in my whole (almost) 17 years of life on this demented earth. But&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; great&lt;/span&gt;, here i am on a partially working laptop, in my room, at 10pm, having not eaten since 10am and no water left in my water bottle. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And here i thought tomorrow's party  full of old people would be the worst of my problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A whole party full of people i don't care about ( and who aren't even here&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; for&lt;/span&gt; me), chattering bout old people stuff, with food i eat every day and rather dislike - whoopee. Enough of my ranting, might rant somemore after the dreaded party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Guess what i need now.&lt;br /&gt;A bowl of Maggie.&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-5344622997656829115?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/5344622997656829115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/12/in-two-hours.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/5344622997656829115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/5344622997656829115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/12/in-two-hours.html' title='In Two Hours...'/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</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-8636250542840120885.post-2066564000387478058</id><published>2009-12-05T22:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T00:18:12.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you know how long i haven't blogged?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't either!&lt;br /&gt;Actually i was like, deciding to abandon my blog for all eternity since i don't think my rants are amusing or entertaining, in the least.&lt;br /&gt;BUT. Mandy (:D!) made me remember it.&lt;br /&gt;Then i remembered how much fun i had just typing random stuff, which seemed i was talking to myself since nobody really reads my blog. lol&lt;br /&gt;Crazy? Let's go all the way =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SxqHEjSd8-I/AAAAAAAAAWA/VdTmzLliSgM/s1600-h/7928_172923988668_631448668_3710596_1660573_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SxqHEjSd8-I/AAAAAAAAAWA/VdTmzLliSgM/s400/7928_172923988668_631448668_3710596_1660573_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411786414501000162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, the 5th of December....is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Wendy Wong&lt;/span&gt;'s birthday!! Woots. Had a superb surprise party/dinner at &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Sharing Planet&lt;/span&gt;. My stomach is trying to spit out some extras via its cardiac sphincter. I've gone absurd with too much studying lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways SPM's almost over!! Woooooohoo. There's just Chemistry left and i haven't studied but i think everything's gonna be fine and dandy. Im just really really upset over Accounts and my Biologyy Paper 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;My hope is to achieve my target.&lt;br /&gt;Must not go to NS.&lt;br /&gt;If the above happens, i will give out free cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-2066564000387478058?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/2066564000387478058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/12/lol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/2066564000387478058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/2066564000387478058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/12/lol.html' title='LOL.'/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SxqHEjSd8-I/AAAAAAAAAWA/VdTmzLliSgM/s72-c/7928_172923988668_631448668_3710596_1660573_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636250542840120885.post-6343544816214869970</id><published>2009-08-12T17:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T17:23:33.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NOOOO. This is like, a quick post before i go for tuition ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF tomorrow is the starting of yet another test. Why is it the more of them you take, the less important they seem to become? I was totally bent on ditching school tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACCOUNTS WTF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's too late to cancel tuition! I didn't even plan my schedule...and i totally have no time for Sejarah. STOOOPIGGGG. I am not sane. Dammit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Say goodbye to fb and all that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who wants to bet on how long i can stay from touching the computer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-6343544816214869970?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/6343544816214869970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/08/noooo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/6343544816214869970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/6343544816214869970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/08/noooo.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</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-8636250542840120885.post-7515882588660391445</id><published>2009-08-02T23:03:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T23:47:49.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is so IRONIC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life is ironic. Mine is anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes good(?)/&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;unexpected&lt;/span&gt; things happen so suddenly.  Meeting someone new, getting to know someone, not liking some of the people you've wanted to meet or even finding yourself an enemy of a past friend. Things you've wanted to work out, even planned...never come to fruition. And yet fate has the best of plans when you're not even expecting it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.visualizeus.com/thumbs/09/02/02/inspirational,ironic,life,quotes,relationships,text-1606665dc7a11bcb627c130ba840cd3c_h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 461px;" src="http://img.visualizeus.com/thumbs/09/02/02/inspirational,ironic,life,quotes,relationships,text-1606665dc7a11bcb627c130ba840cd3c_h.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had my share of surprises in life. It's a rather unexpected journey. Sometimes i just can't help but to stop and wonder, what is the possibility of that happening to someone again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We meet new people everyday but it's not an everyday occurrence &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to get to know&lt;/span&gt; someone new. We sometimes fail to remain in contact with our old friends but we never really forget them. Because meeting someone is one thing, meeting someone you actually like is another. Every encounter has it's own story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/pon%20and%20zi/mayacabrera/pon%20and%20zi/4.jpg?o=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b333/mayacabrera/pon%20and%20zi/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find myself a lot more emotional and prone to blog sentimental thoughts at night. Preferably around 11-2. Anyone know why? :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-7515882588660391445?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/7515882588660391445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/08/life-is-so-ironic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/7515882588660391445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/7515882588660391445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/08/life-is-so-ironic.html' title='Life is so IRONIC'/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b333/mayacabrera/pon%20and%20zi/th_4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636250542840120885.post-1503950097759760599</id><published>2009-07-12T22:27:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T23:10:34.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Voice Out</title><content type='html'>As im sure everyone in Malaysia knows, we're going back a few kazillion decades by reverting our Science and Maths subjects back into Malay. Dumb, dumb and dumber...it's not really a surprise. Ever since this issue was brought up, i was quite sure they would change it back to Malay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? You just gotta look at who's the ruling party in Malaysia. See which race has the most population due to them being able to reproduce at an alarming rate faster than an opossum. &lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;[&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Random fact&lt;/u&gt;: Opossums can give birth to 8-9 babies per litter. 1-3 litters per year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt; Scared yet? lol. And if you haven't noticed, not many are pro in English (Unlike us, wahaha =X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecosafewildlife.com/yahoo_site_admin/assets/images/opossum.223160238_std.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 253px;" src="http://ecosafewildlife.com/yahoo_site_admin/assets/images/opossum.223160238_std.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cute-ish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's besides the point lah. Just telling you guys, must support English! Im not even trying to give you guys a choice. Just go to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dr. M&lt;/span&gt;'s blog and vote 'No' for the poll, kay? He was the one who changed Science and Maths to English. I hope he can make it so forever. (Omgosh he TWEETS?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://chedet.co.cc/chedetblog/"&gt;CLICK HERE TO VOTE!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On a totally unrelated note, is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;MJC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;short for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Michael Jackson City&lt;/span&gt;? If so, destroy it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must every story be about him? I don't even know him la. Granted, good music and nice moves. But besides that? Who knows if he is a good or bad person inside. Sian si can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling rather hot-headed today. And stubborn. Got &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;blood red&lt;/span&gt; brace thingies yesterday. Kinda sick. Rather irritated at someone. Very irrational. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chiong kin&lt;/span&gt; Additional Mathematics Project. Printer is disagreeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;You know im half asleep when i type in incomplete sentences. Ciao~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-1503950097759760599?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/1503950097759760599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/07/voice-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/1503950097759760599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/1503950097759760599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/07/voice-out.html' title='Voice Out'/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</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-8636250542840120885.post-8734714125793548775</id><published>2009-06-20T21:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T22:05:36.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Back To School Day&lt;/span&gt; for all &lt;u&gt;Kuching High&lt;/u&gt; students,&lt;br /&gt;young or old and sometimes even occasional &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;outsiders&lt;/span&gt; lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends and I were supposed to help&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; Puan Ting&lt;/span&gt; with the preparations but actually there wasn't much to do. We did most of our part yesterday. We were told to mill around and we did, in the end we actually fell unwittingly into the trap of a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;giant shark&lt;/span&gt;, Miss Lim. Don't laugh, it's not funny. She scary =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were dragged to the ice cream stall and did whatnot while she yelled at us and gave us black glares. Like WHAT TURF LA, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; should've gotten people beforehand. It's not&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; our &lt;/span&gt;fault. And after 3 or 4 hours of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;slavering&lt;/span&gt;, we got nothing in return. I feel remorse, for not enjoying myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;ducks&lt;/span&gt;. And a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;white pony&lt;/span&gt; and i even got &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;nail art &lt;/span&gt;lol. And we went around laughing at the&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Cosplay&lt;/span&gt; people who were actually rather cute. I guess today wasn't so bad, at least we had stuff to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what tomorrow will bring. I say i don't care for the outcome, i say it's just for fun. I lie so well that i actually believe myself. One flaw of mine is i know im gonna screw up, yet i never try to make it otherwise. I know im gonna regret it, and i just sit and wait for the supposed inevitable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know whether there is such a thing. That our destiny is planned out for us, that whatever we do it's not gonna change anything. Sometimes i do, other times it's just a stupid excuse for being such a sloth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It doesn't matter anymore. It's tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Im shaking and quaking in my boots right now.&lt;br /&gt;I just hope &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Lady Luck&lt;/span&gt; doesn't abandon me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what im looking forward to. Not winning and getting to go to KL for the National Championship. Lol no way, im not that ambitious. Im looking forward to splurging on MNG, flip-flops and all other expensive shit after the competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not exactly rational now. I hope nobody knows who i am. I hope i will not get speller's block and/or emotional and cry. The teacher told me it's okay to cry. Aaargh. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not helping&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;Wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-8734714125793548775?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/8734714125793548775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/06/feelings.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/8734714125793548775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/8734714125793548775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/06/feelings.html' title='Feelings'/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636250542840120885.post-7343607534823880774</id><published>2009-05-23T21:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T21:24:36.259+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random writings'/><title type='text'>Yesterdays, Todays</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blatherings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching doves flying in the sky,&lt;br /&gt;I saw our past go by.&lt;br /&gt;Remember where our footsteps once laid?&lt;br /&gt;Remember the day we passed this way?&lt;br /&gt;Feeling the wind against my face,&lt;br /&gt;I reminisce our yesterdays.&lt;br /&gt;Pieces and fragment float away,&lt;br /&gt;Yet your memory remains till this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--&lt;br--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walala...complete randomness. It's an inspired piece of writing, kay~ So definitely not bout me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-7343607534823880774?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/7343607534823880774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/05/yesterdays-todays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/7343607534823880774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/7343607534823880774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/05/yesterdays-todays.html' title='Yesterdays, Todays'/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</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-8636250542840120885.post-574829397952490435</id><published>2009-05-03T00:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T00:36:41.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What the HELL is friendship?&lt;br /&gt;What the hell does it mean now?&lt;br /&gt;Friends?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Psh&lt;/span&gt;. Who really &lt;u&gt;cares&lt;/u&gt; anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't agree with me at all times, you're not my friend.&lt;br /&gt;If you don't follow my command, you're not my friend.&lt;br /&gt;If you're not like me, you're definitely not my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's it? That shows what a great friend&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; you &lt;/span&gt;are. Look up the word &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt;. There's no anger, there shouldn't be any hurt and there definitely should be tons of love present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some friends, talk behind your back.&lt;br /&gt;Some friends, are just using you for their own benefit.&lt;br /&gt;Some friends, don't even care.&lt;br /&gt;They don't know you; they don't deserve to be your friends.&lt;br /&gt;Think back: What have they done?&lt;br /&gt;You forgive? They repeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgiveness has its limits. You know when you've crossed the line. If you're not my friend, wipe that fake smile off your face and move aside please; i don't have time for you. If you don't care enough, don't talk to my face; i don't want you. Forget all the times we've laughed together, forget everything i've said to you and im sure you've forgotten everything i've done for you. You know what? I've forgotten what you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;look&lt;/span&gt; like too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;Im not talking of anyone is particular, nor talking &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; anyone in particular.&lt;br /&gt;This is a post inspired by Kai's. I know, it's so different.&lt;br /&gt;Forgiveness and Anger don't have much difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-574829397952490435?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/574829397952490435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-hell-is-friendship-what-hell-does.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/574829397952490435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/574829397952490435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-hell-is-friendship-what-hell-does.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636250542840120885.post-6184936232590193719</id><published>2009-04-30T22:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T22:15:20.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthdays &amp; Presents</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, the 30th of April, is my Daddy's Birthday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SfmyK6ib3WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/S3OZ03GVbvE/s1600-h/DSCN1241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SfmyK6ib3WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/S3OZ03GVbvE/s400/DSCN1241.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330487534551817570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Enough said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-6184936232590193719?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/6184936232590193719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/04/birthdays-presents.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/6184936232590193719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/6184936232590193719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/04/birthdays-presents.html' title='Birthdays &amp; Presents'/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SfmyK6ib3WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/S3OZ03GVbvE/s72-c/DSCN1241.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636250542840120885.post-643992759947650385</id><published>2009-04-05T20:21:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T20:45:35.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping for a Shopaholic</title><content type='html'>Lalala.&lt;br /&gt;Im a shopaholic.&lt;br /&gt;But before that, let me rewind to 5a.m. this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was dragged up at precisely 5 in the morning out of my absurdly comfortable bed. For what? To go to the cemetery lah. I won't go into the gruesome details and i don't have any pictures. Who would take pictures at the cemetery?! Siao meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, lunch and a nap, we went SHOPPING. Went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Boulevard&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and of course, there was a full-blown sale going on. Bought a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;sexy green tee&lt;/span&gt; and a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;green cucumber facial wash&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Elianto&lt;/span&gt;. The salesgirl was pretty sweet and helpful. But of course, being the lazy ass that i am, i didn't even bother to take some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/Sdik4rwP69I/AAAAAAAAAVw/u2WeKZ-qiFs/s1600-h/CucumberFCleanser_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 345px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/Sdik4rwP69I/AAAAAAAAAVw/u2WeKZ-qiFs/s400/CucumberFCleanser_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321184253462965202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, im nice so i googled it. LOL. Okay, the salesgirl claims it's good for blackheads and it does whitening too. Don't they all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways she told me, YOU HAVE NO PROBLEM WITH YOUR SKIN LEH.&lt;br /&gt;My parents said, YOU WILL SPOIL YOUR SKIN.&lt;br /&gt;And i said to myself, YOU PROBABLY'LL ONLY USE IT TWICE A YEAR.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, i bought it. My mom refused point-blank to buy it for me. So wth, i bought it myself lah. See what i meant bout being a shopaholic? I have a &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Compulsive Shopping Disorder&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But but, i didn't buy a 8GB pendrive though.&lt;br /&gt;Today is the last day that PC Fair stays in Kuching.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to buy but then i realised i'd probably be broke if i bought it.&lt;br /&gt;And conveniently i realised i don't really need it.&lt;br /&gt;So, maybe there still hope of cure for me after all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-643992759947650385?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/643992759947650385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/04/lalala.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/643992759947650385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/643992759947650385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/04/lalala.html' title='Shopping for a Shopaholic'/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/Sdik4rwP69I/AAAAAAAAAVw/u2WeKZ-qiFs/s72-c/CucumberFCleanser_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636250542840120885.post-981968773772703369</id><published>2009-04-03T22:49:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T22:58:45.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pasts and Presents</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like a chore to blog lately but im gonna do it anyways.&lt;br /&gt;There tons of overdue pictures ranging from last month to last week.&lt;br /&gt;My hundredth post :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting from the most overdue. And it's about FOOD. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SdYzupGk5vI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/Abz_fL1PmOg/s1600-h/DSCN1229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SdYzupGk5vI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/Abz_fL1PmOg/s400/DSCN1229.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320496886185256690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SdY1KgiSGEI/AAAAAAAAAUY/4JV-yzLLFCw/s1600-h/DSCN1233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SdY1KgiSGEI/AAAAAAAAAUY/4JV-yzLLFCw/s400/DSCN1233.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320498464433510466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, it's a super big bun. There's like aluminum foil inside and you have a choice of either beef soup or satay sauce. This one is satay. Satay is awesome! You just tear of a piece of the bread and dip it in the sauce. It's from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Clover&lt;/span&gt;. Total perfection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next up, lotsa losta lotsa camwhore photos. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SddnOnAQOoI/AAAAAAAAAUw/f57G32X_LwU/s1600-h/DSC00678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SddnOnAQOoI/AAAAAAAAAUw/f57G32X_LwU/s400/DSC00678.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320834985447406210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Blurrish but nice. Wendy's still holding a pen and paper lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SddoXMWVVwI/AAAAAAAAAU4/SJ4eVwuR7I4/s1600-h/DSC00680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SddoXMWVVwI/AAAAAAAAAU4/SJ4eVwuR7I4/s400/DSC00680.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320836232422708994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me like this one =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SddpJkT7eoI/AAAAAAAAAVA/kOc61ndTm6M/s1600-h/DSC00704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SddpJkT7eoI/AAAAAAAAAVA/kOc61ndTm6M/s400/DSC00704.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320837097848535682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Loves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/Sddqmth59lI/AAAAAAAAAVI/aqmZ9yq9WK8/s1600-h/DSC00343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/Sddqmth59lI/AAAAAAAAAVI/aqmZ9yq9WK8/s400/DSC00343.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320838698050909778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tada. Me. With a sorta crooked smile~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First 3 group pictures were taken by Dadi. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Beh bai&lt;/span&gt; lorr...people really got the skill to squeeze everyone in and not to mention being able to make everyone look pretty decent. Especially the less photogenic ones. Wahlala~ means me duh. Last one was taken by Kath i think. Were camwhoring while everyone else were copying something on the OHP. Such passionate students we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And these, are what i bought last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SddtB7FXnaI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/QwYgF2dfuUU/s1600-h/DSCN1234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SddtB7FXnaI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/QwYgF2dfuUU/s400/DSCN1234.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320841364569038242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;New shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/Sddt2lE3ZTI/AAAAAAAAAVY/SMaM9wCDXiY/s1600-h/DSCN1239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/Sddt2lE3ZTI/AAAAAAAAAVY/SMaM9wCDXiY/s400/DSCN1239.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320842269194413362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;❤the pink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SdduJyls6FI/AAAAAAAAAVg/A4ojp6Uy6QU/s1600-h/DSCN1240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SdduJyls6FI/AAAAAAAAAVg/A4ojp6Uy6QU/s400/DSCN1240.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320842599239313490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bookworm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SdduYWVLhDI/AAAAAAAAAVo/f1NORReZkjc/s1600-h/DSCN1238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SdduYWVLhDI/AAAAAAAAAVo/f1NORReZkjc/s400/DSCN1238.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320842849351861298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Milk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lmao, i am aware the last picture is stupidly random and has no particular meaning at all. But i really got buy milk bah! And the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;platinum pearl&lt;/span&gt; shade of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Elianto&lt;/span&gt; nail polish from the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spring&lt;/span&gt; branch which i didn't bother to take a picture of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally got new sport shoes. And the pink is just a shade brighter than baby pink, me loves till death!! And a new book too. It's really&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; really&lt;/span&gt; awesome. It's about faeries and curses and romance? It's nice though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there. Finished my supply of pictures. Went for the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Spelling Bee&lt;/span&gt; competition with Geok Ling, Kathleen, Vivian etc etc. I got 2nd wtf, ftw. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Manoevre&lt;/span&gt; your ass Miss Law, whatever you and Oxford say, it's still &lt;u&gt;maneuver&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;And i went to the dentist.&lt;br /&gt;And i shall wake up at 5 in the morning tomorrow&lt;br /&gt; ...to go to the cemetery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-981968773772703369?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/981968773772703369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/04/pasts-and-presents.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/981968773772703369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/981968773772703369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/04/pasts-and-presents.html' title='Pasts and Presents'/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SdYzupGk5vI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/Abz_fL1PmOg/s72-c/DSCN1229.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636250542840120885.post-7973320464849101024</id><published>2009-03-31T22:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T22:48:32.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ZOMG</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did anyone read XiaXue?&lt;br /&gt;wtf la her. She got TWO Beedle the Bards!!&lt;br /&gt;Omg wtfffff!! I want the 100 BUCKS one!&lt;br /&gt;It even has illustrations. wtff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupps. end of post.&lt;br /&gt;lmao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-7973320464849101024?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/7973320464849101024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/03/zomg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/7973320464849101024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/7973320464849101024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/03/zomg.html' title='ZOMG'/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</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-8636250542840120885.post-1380464569362489095</id><published>2009-03-27T23:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T23:37:11.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There's nothing like the Present</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to blog every week.&lt;br /&gt;(If possible.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was kinda crazy. Everyone was relaxed and having a mild &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;head in the clouds&lt;/span&gt; feeling. Wendy brought &lt;u&gt;Nail Polish Remover&lt;/u&gt; for the guys whose nails were painted the day before (and the day before that too)...serve them right for sleeping! lol. I think the only willing victim was TK...and im sure he secretly harbours a desire to wear&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; nail polish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's why he did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivian didn't go to school. So Kim Chern was restless and somehow wormed his way in between Kath and Wendy. And then he was stealing Kath's biscuits and getting scolded which i thought was extremely funny, skinny people fighting over food. Skinny non-poverty-stricken people fighting over biscuits. So l-o-l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We camwhored, took random pictures of random things, recorded funny videos etc...and even played with those paper claw things. I don't even know who made them. Im sure it was the guys but suddenly only us three had them...lol we're skilled at stealing things undiscovered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hate my results.&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna even mention them.&lt;br /&gt;The free movie ticket passes are useless.&lt;br /&gt;I've never used one, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ever&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;(Pics next time...they're in kath's super pink camera lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-1380464569362489095?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/1380464569362489095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/03/theres-nothing-like-present.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/1380464569362489095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/1380464569362489095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/03/theres-nothing-like-present.html' title='There&apos;s nothing like the Present'/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</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-8636250542840120885.post-3479767544753499711</id><published>2009-03-21T22:30:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T23:11:32.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He's Just NOT That Into You</title><content type='html'>Exactly. That book rocks. I want one. But 30 bucks? For a book i've read (actually reading, but will have read by the time im gonna buy it)? Is it really &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; good? Maybe =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/ScT9qvIfa0I/AAAAAAAAAUA/FSVzry1q6Gg/s1600-h/he%27sjustnotthatintoyou.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/ScT9qvIfa0I/AAAAAAAAAUA/FSVzry1q6Gg/s400/he%27sjustnotthatintoyou.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315652370852440898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's rad really. For girls la. Greg and Liz tell all you awesome girls out there to keep your head and stop making all those stupid excuses (cough, desperate lies, cough) for the wrongs that are made by the guys you like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing i've learned so far (i just finished the 6th chapter) is that guys, still follow the rules of dating that were made and have been used since the stone age. Except now we have cellphones! (Sarcasm..?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay la, the whole point of the book is to open your eyes and believe in what you see. If he doesn't call you, if he doesn't make your relationship clear, if he makes excuses..if &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; find that you're making excuses &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for him&lt;/span&gt;: end it lah. Sure, easier said than done but just remember: if he's really into you, he'll make an effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the thing i enjoy is getting surpirsed by Greg. There's lots of letters from girls out there and some of the excuses seem pretty logical. But Greg is damn mean...okay la, just the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;harsh-no-excuses &lt;/span&gt;type. Nikki sucks. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways it's a nice read. You can take it seriously; you can just laugh it off as a joke but you just can't deny it's good for light reading (i think?). I enjoy it la...cos somethings are just so obvious, but ironically that's the thing you just can't (or won't?) see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/ScT-n2TRCOI/AAAAAAAAAUI/6Xc54Ug-QBM/s1600-h/trailer-hes-just-not-that-into-you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/ScT-n2TRCOI/AAAAAAAAAUI/6Xc54Ug-QBM/s400/trailer-hes-just-not-that-into-you.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315653420748703970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There's gonna be a movie too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a another note, I HATE MAO. Okay the best author ever is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Garth Nix&lt;/span&gt;. I swear he rocks. I love&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; Sabriel&lt;/span&gt;. Im halfway through (and blur over)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; Lirael&lt;/span&gt; and i want &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Abhorsen&lt;/span&gt;! Wtfff. I wish i could buy the 7 book series written by him as well. The &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Keys to the Kingdom&lt;/span&gt; series. But it's like seven books which will cost bout rm160? I don't think i can fool my dad into buying 7 books costing that much in one go. Yes, the only way for me is one go...im just greedy like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mister Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grim Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Drowned Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sir Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lady Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Superior Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Coming Soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The title hasn't been decided (or merely not yet released) for the last book. I saw a copy of &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Superior Saturday&lt;/span&gt; just now at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;MPH&lt;/span&gt;. Itchy hands! But i like complete sets...one random book sticking out sucks. Who has the complete set? *winks* lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Special thanks to Geok...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or lending me He's Just&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That Into You. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-3479767544753499711?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/3479767544753499711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/03/hes-just-not-that-into-you.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/3479767544753499711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/3479767544753499711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/03/hes-just-not-that-into-you.html' title='He&apos;s Just NOT That Into You'/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/ScT9qvIfa0I/AAAAAAAAAUA/FSVzry1q6Gg/s72-c/he%27sjustnotthatintoyou.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636250542840120885.post-169881950165544100</id><published>2009-03-19T12:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T13:07:42.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, i spent my whole Add Maths session last night drafting a post.&lt;br /&gt;Because i suddenly felt like blogging and not listening.&lt;br /&gt;I even went far enough to draw something random.&lt;br /&gt;But now, i derno...just dun feel like it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;It's in my Add Maths exercise book! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im blogging now 'cos i found something blog-able. I know, im still crazy over Twilight? Probably. But now my favorite author would be Garth Nix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/quizzes/quiz/3153"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.the-n.com/media/quiz/badges/kca_quiz/twilight.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;You're the Twilight Series, one of the nominees for Favorite Book. You're passionate, romantic, and mysterious. You've got Edward's intensity and Bella's curiosity, and when people get to know you, they sometimes get a bit obsessed. You're very emotional, but surprisingly strong. You'd do anything for the people (or vamps) that you love... but is it enough to win you a KCA blimp?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol...people are like, people. But im a series? Jeez, and i didn't know books could be passionate and all that....it's pretty cool eh? Anyways i want a blimp! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rearranged my playlist. Was bored with the last order it was in. I just controlled A and threw everything in. But i wonder...how come it wasn't in alphabetical order? Anyways it makes no difference...all the songs are the ones i downloaded myself and love to death though in different magnitudes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know.&lt;br /&gt;Rambling.&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;SO BORED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-169881950165544100?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/169881950165544100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/03/lol-i-spent-my-whole-add-maths-session.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/169881950165544100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/169881950165544100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/03/lol-i-spent-my-whole-add-maths-session.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</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-8636250542840120885.post-4518835077627457274</id><published>2009-03-01T22:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T22:23:04.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;It has been a while, hasn't it?&lt;br /&gt;Gosh i've moved on from this blog.&lt;br /&gt;I feel no love towards it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;It just doesn't seem like a part of me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, it just feels like it's someone else's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for the time being...i suppose i'll let it rot. Which i am doing actually. Lots of things have happened, yet i don't feel inclined to post them in this blog and share those beautiful memories. Sometimes i wonder, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what is wrong with me?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Actually lots of things gave changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; have changed.&lt;br /&gt;And in turn, this blog has changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams in less than a week.&lt;br /&gt;I bought a new watch. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OL type&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bro had an operation sometime ago.&lt;br /&gt;I love bright colors and purple.&lt;br /&gt;Pink is so not me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I love to watch anime.&lt;br /&gt;I still think im weird =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-4518835077627457274?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/4518835077627457274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/03/lol.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/4518835077627457274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/4518835077627457274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/03/lol.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636250542840120885.post-6256941894760113673</id><published>2009-02-14T22:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T22:27:33.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wendy Wong got flowers.&lt;br /&gt;Vivian Kon got flowers and bears.&lt;br /&gt;Kathleen Hong became a postwoman.&lt;br /&gt;I ate chocs from my Mao Daddy (o.O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Boulevard&lt;/span&gt;. I bought...&lt;br /&gt;* belt&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dragonology&lt;/span&gt; book (for sehkias)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Spring&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Ate ice-cream.&lt;br /&gt;But the best part is...i flipped someone off.&lt;br /&gt;Like seriously L-O-L.&lt;br /&gt;At the basement carpark.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine the pissed face she gave me.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda made my day.&lt;br /&gt;I know, im freakin' sick.&lt;br /&gt;But oh wells, V-day's ending soon.&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone had a great day =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-6256941894760113673?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/6256941894760113673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/02/lol.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/6256941894760113673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/6256941894760113673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/02/lol.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636250542840120885.post-2404624532064633021</id><published>2009-02-14T12:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T12:01:00.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy Valentine's Day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SZWLokJGImI/AAAAAAAAATw/a1sbus3HA2w/s1600-h/hearts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 349px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SZWLokJGImI/AAAAAAAAATw/a1sbus3HA2w/s400/hearts.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302297665311482466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flowers and hearts everywhere. All those lovey-dovey couples and people who love other people. Spending their money on overpriced goods. Well, at least they're happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But not good for me lo...have to wake up early on a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How torturous is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;? I swear it's illegal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have people who i love too la. But im not gonna take a leaf outta &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Miss Law&lt;/span&gt;'s bloody book and give presents to all of them. Im so not crazy...and it's definitely not Christmas. Maybe next year guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Sohai King&lt;/span&gt;'s contribution for this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;V-day&lt;/span&gt; post. He wants you all to see the light. Be enlightened by him. Doesn't that sound holy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SZWN9WpDANI/AAAAAAAAAT4/iu5CB0SDkMk/s1600-h/DSC00318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SZWN9WpDANI/AAAAAAAAAT4/iu5CB0SDkMk/s400/DSC00318.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302300221487907026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;....!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OMG I SAW THE LIGHT!!&lt;br /&gt;I am blinded by it already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See what i mean? Yes, that's SK (Sohai King or Suku Kia)! You know who it looks like? I pray you don't, or you'll probably be banging your head now and never wanna talk to him again. The resemblance is freakin' scary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not a good way to start your &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;V-day&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-2404624532064633021?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/2404624532064633021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentines-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/2404624532064633021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/2404624532064633021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SZWLokJGImI/AAAAAAAAATw/a1sbus3HA2w/s72-c/hearts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636250542840120885.post-5932906593646722881</id><published>2009-02-09T13:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T14:10:00.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno how many decades ago...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- rewind - &lt;/span&gt;it was actually last Friday. Wendy brought the small tubes of blow-able plastic stuff that we blew into big bubbles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SY-9DKFg_UI/AAAAAAAAATY/MmnbqAdaAIk/s1600-h/257m++m,0.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SY-9DKFg_UI/AAAAAAAAATY/MmnbqAdaAIk/s400/257m++m,0.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300663148383108418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Blown by me and Wendy. Then stuck together by Geok. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are my early &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;V-day Pressies&lt;/span&gt; =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SY-9mCVWIxI/AAAAAAAAATg/sUdxH29pjUw/s1600-h/vdaypres.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SY-9mCVWIxI/AAAAAAAAATg/sUdxH29pjUw/s400/vdaypres.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300663747597443858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Looks yummy right?  Makes you wanna drool leh~~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SY_IA3yA1MI/AAAAAAAAATo/BCPTsBwlHho/s1600-h/DSC06096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SY_IA3yA1MI/AAAAAAAAATo/BCPTsBwlHho/s400/DSC06096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300675203737638082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gleeful expressions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All from Geok. Hah she loves me =X But then, they were almost &lt;u&gt;extinct&lt;/u&gt; by the time i went home. Everyone from 5S2 suddenly had this very kind notion of helping me finish eating the chocs. Now everyone's&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; full of love&lt;/span&gt;!! lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-5932906593646722881?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/5932906593646722881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-shall-blog.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/5932906593646722881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/5932906593646722881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-shall-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SY-9DKFg_UI/AAAAAAAAATY/MmnbqAdaAIk/s72-c/257m++m,0.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636250542840120885.post-3783482453554504162</id><published>2009-01-22T23:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T00:48:54.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lol as i've just commented,&lt;br /&gt;im too busy with real life to care too much about my virtual existence on the net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today, was borriiing.&lt;br /&gt;I hate Norol.&lt;br /&gt;I hate PEKAs.&lt;br /&gt;And i sometimes hate Mr. Eng.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes niaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't do much la...i just remembered we rushed a lot of past homework that we have to pass up tomorrow as it's the last day before CNY. Can't wait! After tomorrow, i can scream &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SEE YA, SUCKERS!&lt;/span&gt; to lotsa people lmao. Not that i would...im too nice to do that :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took pics for our Moral Project that was burnt in the fire. I still have to retake the ones at home...rawr! They're all in Vivian's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;pinky&lt;/span&gt; camera. After that, we hid to camwhore. I have no idea why we did that. I think Vivian just screamed, let's camwhore in that dirty little corner there! Then we all rushed there o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SXihiEyetOI/AAAAAAAAATQ/48UeY-6qzhA/s1600-h/DSC05623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SXihiEyetOI/AAAAAAAAATQ/48UeY-6qzhA/s400/DSC05623.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294158968747111650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SXihVZObS7I/AAAAAAAAATI/Zb0WFzIkP4I/s1600-h/DSC05622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SXihVZObS7I/AAAAAAAAATI/Zb0WFzIkP4I/s400/DSC05622.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294158750894738354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All stolen from Vivian's blog. A weird new teacher guy came to see what weird stuff we were doing. And ironically, the last rushed picture was the nicest. So l-o-l. I hate my pink braces. They look like my gums when i smile...!! &gt;.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just finished editing the stupid freaking Malaysian-ish&lt;br /&gt;English Oral written by Veggie Chua.&lt;br /&gt;Rawr you lah. It's all about Micheal Phelps!&lt;br /&gt;Freakishly tired. Nitey nite~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;Can't wait for CNY...!!&lt;br /&gt;Get well soon, Kath =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-3783482453554504162?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/3783482453554504162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/01/lol-as-ive-just-commented-im-too-busy.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/3783482453554504162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/3783482453554504162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/01/lol-as-ive-just-commented-im-too-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SXihiEyetOI/AAAAAAAAATQ/48UeY-6qzhA/s72-c/DSC05623.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636250542840120885.post-4134875380970139505</id><published>2009-01-11T14:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T14:47:23.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy belated birthday to CHUA GEOK LING!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SWmVp-KBRhI/AAAAAAAAARM/STytojVFiUM/s1600-h/geok2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 334px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SWmVp-KBRhI/AAAAAAAAARM/STytojVFiUM/s400/geok2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289923785615558162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know, im one day late but i suppose you'll forgive me since im terribly sick? lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay im still not better, maybe worse. Been dripping and feeling alternately cold and hot for the past two days. I don't feel up to doing anything at all except laying on the couch. Yes, im becoming a couch potato...zzz. I skipped PBK yesterday, but i still have tons of homework untouched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But that's not the worst of my problems. I just hope i'll be better before this Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-4134875380970139505?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/4134875380970139505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-belated-birthday-to-chua-geok.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/4134875380970139505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/4134875380970139505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-belated-birthday-to-chua-geok.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SWmVp-KBRhI/AAAAAAAAARM/STytojVFiUM/s72-c/geok2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636250542840120885.post-353160238993797417</id><published>2009-01-09T22:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T23:27:02.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I haven't been online and i haven't been posting even though there's a lot to post about. This is all thanks to my&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; awesome&lt;/span&gt; internet connection that only listens to my bro's orders, not mine. I was without internet for a week or so (seemed like months to me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new year sucks man. I've changed. It's really unexpected...i actually do my homework now&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!! It's a new disease infecting most Form 5s! Lol i actually find there's not enough time to finish your homework, what with school and tuitions everyday. I haven't even been doing anything recreational this week...it's quite sad really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother's home from KL! Kinda happy cos he seems happier. He bought shirts for everyone...a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt; singlet for me! Im so happy 'cos for some reason, red is now officially &lt;u&gt;my favorite color&lt;/u&gt;. My family all says it looks nice...but im too shy to wear it outside actually. I was thinking maybe with a jacket...but what's the point of wearing a singlet when you're wearing a jacket on the outside? So oh well...i might not wear it much =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am dripping none stop right now. Yes, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;dripping&lt;/span&gt;. I was just back from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Physics&lt;/span&gt; and i am terribly sick. It must be the cold weather. I have a runny nose and a migraine right now. I have been glaring at Mr. Lee for the past two hours due to his badly-concealed pervvy jokes. I do &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; like to hear those when im terribly cold and sick. I couldn't really concentrate so i guess it was a waste of time. Gosh, im hoping i can skip PBK tomorrow!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-353160238993797417?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/353160238993797417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-havent-been-online-and-i-havent-been.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/353160238993797417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/353160238993797417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-havent-been-online-and-i-havent-been.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</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-8636250542840120885.post-9132646358519513865</id><published>2008-12-31T11:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T00:07:43.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;December the 31st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last of year 2008.&lt;br /&gt;It's been a good year, hasn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In less than a minute it will be the beginning of a new year - 2009. The beginning of a new school year filled with laughs, shouts, fun and maybe a few well-concealed tears. That's all i ask of the new year i guess, that the happiness exceed the sad moments. That all i remember when it's year end again, is the happy moments filled with laughter...or just silent contentment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next year; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;5S2&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SPM&lt;/span&gt;. The dreaded&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; SPM&lt;/span&gt;. I'm actually terrified, not because of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SPM&lt;/span&gt;, but what happens after. Exactly. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;What&lt;/span&gt; actually happens after? I still have no clue...what i fear, is the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;unknown&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always thought leaving school and working would be so much better. No need for studying, no need for passing up homework and listening to the boring speeches of the teachers...which student doesn't dream of escaping that torture? It's the freedom we crave. But now in the pre-stepping into society stage, im actually afraid. We actually have to make our own choices now. Choices that would lead us up our own paths for the rest of our lives. From kindy to high school...we didn't need to make any life altering choices. All we know is we go to school because we have to. It's what everyone does. It's what our parents want, there's no way around it. Even after Form 3, all we had to choose was our streams. There was only three choices and ultimately, our parents "helped" in that decision too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there are hundreds of courses. Millions of outstanding colleges and universities. And even more jobs to choose from. That's what i don't want to face. So many choices, so many voices...how do you choose the right one? How will you know that 10 years later, you will be living a good life and telling yourself you made the right choice all along?   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hmm, i best let the pieces fall where they may.&lt;br /&gt;I sound like a worried old woman talking about such things xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy New Year&lt;/span&gt; everyone! Wish you all the best =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-9132646358519513865?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/9132646358519513865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/12/today-is-december-31st.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/9132646358519513865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/9132646358519513865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/12/today-is-december-31st.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636250542840120885.post-895704721329919863</id><published>2008-12-31T00:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T16:38:38.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never ever &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ever&lt;/span&gt;....judge a book by it's cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And actually, you shouldn't judge the book by it's first few pages either. No matter how dull the person might seem to be, there's always something underneath. But we can't always be bothered to be patient and dig it all up...that's just a waste of time =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, i have done &lt;u&gt;nothing&lt;/u&gt; productive in these hols. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOTHING&lt;/span&gt; at all. I still have tons of homework and i still need to plan my schedule next year. Technically it's half done...still left &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;BM &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ACC&lt;/span&gt;. Or &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;bio&lt;/span&gt;...which reminds me, HELP! My bio assignment is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;0%&lt;/span&gt; done...crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And i am extremely jealous of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Vivian Kon&lt;/span&gt;'s new layout.&lt;br /&gt;Extremely. It's pink. But not very pink...and it's pretty.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, i have upgraded my blog and am searching for a new layout.&lt;br /&gt;It's not very easy, you know.&lt;br /&gt;Looking for the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;perfect&lt;/span&gt; layout is very tiring.&lt;br /&gt;That's why i don't change my layout often. I mean, if it was easy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'd change it every month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except it's not. After that i have to edit it too...&lt;br /&gt;Which takes up tremendous time and energy.&lt;br /&gt;So bear with me...my blog will probably look like a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;rat's ass&lt;/span&gt; for a couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New year, new layout ma~ lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Current layout is not permanent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-895704721329919863?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/895704721329919863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/12/never-ever-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/895704721329919863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/895704721329919863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/12/never-ever-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</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-8636250542840120885.post-6752172862303814863</id><published>2008-12-27T21:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T21:54:31.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lmao...i think MSN has some great news.&lt;br /&gt;I love to read them...they always have the ads right before you go into your inbox right.&lt;br /&gt;I was reading one about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;words making the news&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SVYy8OeZeHI/AAAAAAAAAPo/AXJlx-UOQiI/s1600-h/87CDD85FBC5D828963856DEFAC8D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 380px; height: 354px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SVYy8OeZeHI/AAAAAAAAAPo/AXJlx-UOQiI/s400/87CDD85FBC5D828963856DEFAC8D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284467223024990322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;猪健强！！(That's what they called it =&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walao, dun&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; kua soi&lt;/span&gt; this pig eh...it survived &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;36 days&lt;/span&gt; under rubble after an &lt;u&gt;8.0 magnitude earthquake&lt;/u&gt; in Sichuan! That's like...1 months and 5 days. Under RUBBLE, no food no water. Trapped under crushing concrete and wood. Gosh...if it were you or any other human, you couldn't live over 5 days under that condition. Assuming you lived through the impact of all the concrete first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMAZING eh? The pig's now in a museum...being worshipped like the god it is. Lol 猪仙！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-6752172862303814863?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/6752172862303814863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/12/lmao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/6752172862303814863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/6752172862303814863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/12/lmao.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SVYy8OeZeHI/AAAAAAAAAPo/AXJlx-UOQiI/s72-c/87CDD85FBC5D828963856DEFAC8D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636250542840120885.post-4522751598631312814</id><published>2008-12-25T00:10:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T12:31:49.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas!!</title><content type='html'>Today's &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;. The day for giving and spreading holiday joy. And...not to forget the most important thing...it's my &lt;u&gt;birthday&lt;/u&gt;!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, im feeling absurdly jolly right now. Im sure you guys can guess why. I haven't been posting because i don't have anything interesting to blog about. But right now, at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12&lt;/span&gt;a.m. and even with the prospect of waking early tomorrow to buy ingredients for my birthday dinner, i still feel crazily elated and compelled to post this completely pointless post on my blog. But hey, it's not called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; blog for nothing right? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SVJlyI4wBJI/AAAAAAAAAPg/k2suMxRIUAw/s1600-h/page.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SVJlyI4wBJI/AAAAAAAAAPg/k2suMxRIUAw/s400/page.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283397224912389266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to everyone who wished me a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Merry Christmas&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy Birthday&lt;/span&gt;...Love y'll to bits! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girady &lt;/span&gt;the most though...'cos her's was the nicest! Haha. Here's the beautiful list of beautiful people =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Adrian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My most beloved &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cous&lt;/span&gt;! Yes, you were the first =) The &lt;u&gt;awesome&lt;/u&gt; guy who accompanied me throughout my crazy youth.&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Kath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The impossibly skinny girl with a &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;cute laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Thanks for remembering! lol&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Ling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Veggie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Chua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Glad to see you're on the top 3 huh? Thanks for the long message...haha&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Wendy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Thanks to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dy&lt;/span&gt; for the sweet message. She put all my impossible short-term non-materialistic aspirations into one message. How nice. LOL&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Soon Siang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Lmao. I don't really know you. But thanks i guess? Thanks for wasting so much of your credit sending those wishes lol&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Wei Lin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- One special part of a pig - the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Tail&lt;/span&gt;! Haha...didn't expect it, which made it so much sweeter.&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;QQ!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Thanks for remembering...and for adding your signature&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; sohai&lt;/span&gt; in there...lol&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Hui Yin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Crazy, sweet, huge. I thought you forgot =p!&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;JEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Haha...the crazy&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; sehkia&lt;/span&gt;. Didn't know you know! Does that make sense? lol&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Table Ko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Yeah you're the last one before i go to bed. Haha...&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;pelampung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;guy! =p&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Mui Mou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The early morning bird...(he's an ostrich if you're wondering)&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Da Sao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Im sure you'll be happy if you read this lol. Happy birthday to you too ;D&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Roger~~Ko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Blueks! Lalala~ Love the dress =]&lt;br /&gt;14. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Vin Ko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Brunch. Bye bye on my chinese bday =/&lt;br /&gt;15. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Aaron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I can only think of one word. Nice. He's the nice guy. lol&lt;br /&gt;16. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Vivian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Through FS! Didn't see it until much later&lt;br /&gt;17. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Feli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- FS too...haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all...feeling all warm and fuzzy inside! I suppose i'll update if there are any others. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Merry Christmas&lt;/span&gt; to everyone ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-4522751598631312814?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/4522751598631312814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/4522751598631312814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/4522751598631312814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas!!'/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SVJlyI4wBJI/AAAAAAAAAPg/k2suMxRIUAw/s72-c/page.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636250542840120885.post-496975377356096630</id><published>2008-11-26T00:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T01:05:33.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt;'s all the rage now.&lt;br /&gt;See, they even made a new quiz dedicated to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Okay it's not totally &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt;, but majority anyways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/quizzes/quiz/3428"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.the-n.com/media/quiz/badges/fantasybf_quiz/edward.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Edward is a tortured soul whose deepest instincts tell him to bite you, but somehow, you know he never will. He's over a hundred years old, so he has a lot to teach you about life, and you're ready for any lesson -- especially if it involves his lips. Your fantasy boyfriend's dazzling smile, seductive voice, and delicious scent are enough to put you in a trance... which makes it even easier to daydream about him. Edward is gorgeous no matter what the weather's like, but on sunny days, he sort of sparkles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yupps i got Edward.&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't look too good in that, does he? lol&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On sunny days, he sort of sparkles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; LMAO&lt;br /&gt;I think every &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4th&lt;/span&gt; answer is pointing you in Edward's direction =]&lt;br /&gt;And no, i didn't cheat that way (though i was tempted)&lt;br /&gt;Anyone wanna tell me how to get &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jasper&lt;/span&gt;? haha&lt;br /&gt;Wendy will get &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jacob&lt;/span&gt;, for sure =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-496975377356096630?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/496975377356096630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/11/lol-twilight-s-all-rage-now.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/496975377356096630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/496975377356096630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/11/lol-twilight-s-all-rage-now.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636250542840120885.post-992401499243187346</id><published>2008-11-24T00:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T00:28:57.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, a before bed post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt;'s out!&lt;br /&gt;Well somewhere in the world right now.&lt;br /&gt;It's a huge hit , but really...who's surprised?&lt;br /&gt;But what i've been hearing all day, are complaints&lt;br /&gt;Due to the choice of cast made by the esteemed people who brought Twilight the movie into actual production&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, the world will have to just bear with it right?&lt;br /&gt;Just pretend &lt;u&gt;Robert's&lt;/u&gt; actually &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Gaspard&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;u&gt;Kristen&lt;/u&gt; some other girl who isn't comparable to a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;zombie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only good looking person in this whole movie would be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Alice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am disappointed in all others&lt;br /&gt;Like come on! Get someone else to be &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Jasper&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;How hard is that huh? Practically all blonde guys are hot..&lt;br /&gt;Yet they managed to find one who isn't! How deflating&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...enough ranting for now. Rant summore after i watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Anyone up for Twilight next thurs? =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT A HAIRCUT.&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda boyish and weird...&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing else you can do with hair my length *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pouts&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;And i got the drama to match!&lt;br /&gt;It's totally weird and definitely unlike my usual life experiences&lt;br /&gt;I do not think it is remotely funny, but i try to view it in that angle anyways&lt;br /&gt;Was gonna &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;multiply&lt;/span&gt; the story but it's late, so maybe tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Weirdly, i told Wendy and her reaction was...uh&lt;br /&gt;I don't know...not what i would expect.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe she's growing up *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;winks&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How could life get any weirder....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-992401499243187346?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/992401499243187346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/11/okay-before-bed-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/992401499243187346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/992401499243187346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/11/okay-before-bed-post.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</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-8636250542840120885.post-5662874439881942109</id><published>2008-11-13T21:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:37:47.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;YOU KNOW WHAT.&lt;br /&gt;I am seriously annoyed! Actually &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pissed&lt;/span&gt; is a better word.&lt;br /&gt;Wtf wtf wtf wtf wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looky here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SRwx1vXrqbI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/K1LBfPXyRig/s1600-h/gaspard-ulliel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SRwx1vXrqbI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/K1LBfPXyRig/s400/gaspard-ulliel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268140463435262386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who is holy hell's name is he, you ask? He is...the guy who was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;almost&lt;/span&gt; Edward.&lt;br /&gt;Rewind, he is the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;hot&lt;/span&gt; guy who was almost Edward. Crazy right?&lt;br /&gt;HOW CAN THEY CHOOSE THAT SQUARE-JAWED BLOCKHEAD OVER THIS CUTIE??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;CLEARLY someone glued stamps over their own eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How&lt;/span&gt; did they choose square-jaw for Edward when they had Gaspard Ulliel?&lt;br /&gt;I know, his name is a mouthful xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SRw7A_JJE1I/AAAAAAAAAPY/2MarycwTQos/s1600-h/gaspard_ulliel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SRw7A_JJE1I/AAAAAAAAAPY/2MarycwTQos/s400/gaspard_ulliel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268150552252453714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Arrrgh...you see?! Perfect Edward.&lt;br /&gt;If he was Edward, i'd be more enthusiastic about watching &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt;, you know.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...stupid square-jawed blockhead that Kath loves xD&lt;br /&gt;Just here to rant. Sorry if this is old news.&lt;br /&gt;Cos &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;just found out about it =p!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-5662874439881942109?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/5662874439881942109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/11/you-know-what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/5662874439881942109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/5662874439881942109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/11/you-know-what.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SRwx1vXrqbI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/K1LBfPXyRig/s72-c/gaspard-ulliel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636250542840120885.post-1354162816976660157</id><published>2008-11-08T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T23:52:50.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;You guys &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gotta&lt;/span&gt; thank Ling for finding me something worthy of blogging these days!!&lt;br /&gt;I just found &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it&lt;/span&gt;. But it isn't a surprise, is it?&lt;br /&gt;It's just a confirmation =P!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;The 'How &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Evil&lt;/span&gt; Are You?' Quiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Methinks Ling is so good that she won't hurt a fly...but let the fly hurt her -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;You're barely evil at all.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-style: italic;"&gt;You? evil? Ha. Nobody's perfect, but you're one of the least evil people who've ever taken this quiz. If you're feeling guilty about something, it's probably only because you momentarily stopped petting a kitten to answer those questions. You would never be intentionally cruel to an animal, a friend, or even a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;Reading this quiz is probably the closest you've come to having an evil thought. We don't want you focused on evilness any longer than necessary, so please go back to what you do best -- spreading joy and sunshine throughout the land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See, she's feeling guilty cos she didn't pet the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CAT&lt;/span&gt;. Kill the cat, i say! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;You're so evil it's scary&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mwah-ha-ha! Cackle, cackle! Some people conduct their evil business in secret, but not you. You're proud of your dark and devious ways. You're so evil that when other people find out about it, they don't even bother to fight back -- they cower in fear. That's convenient for you, because it's easy to convince all those scaredy-cats to do your bidding. Yay for minions! Now you can relax at home, clasping your hands together gleefully, while they do all your dirty work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Now here's my evilest of evil badge :D! Aww im so proud :p!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/quizzes/quiz/3290"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.the-n.com/media/quiz/badges/evil_quiz/scary.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-1354162816976660157?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/1354162816976660157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/11/lol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/1354162816976660157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/1354162816976660157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/11/lol.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</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-8636250542840120885.post-8405282513968363660</id><published>2008-11-01T22:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T22:53:59.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aha! Just after &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Halloween&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Just got my braces. It's a pretty &lt;u&gt;light blue&lt;/u&gt; color!&lt;br /&gt;The other colors are fugggly.&lt;br /&gt;But i can change them every month!&lt;br /&gt;Wonder if i can get my braces to match my dress for my bro's wedding?&lt;br /&gt;Lmao...my mom told me to stop being &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wuliao&lt;/span&gt; -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole process wasn't painful at all. The dentist just put on the silver metal things on each tooth, then put on the steel wire...and used the pretty elastic things to tie the wire to the metal things =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was okay larr. Had &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kueh tiao&lt;/span&gt; and meat right after the appointment. But after that my teeth began to ache-.- Can't even eat mee lorr...so my dad cut it into small pieces for me to swallow. Ishh i feel like those old people without teeth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Watch the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Twilight Trailer&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;Omg it's so cool. Bella is pretty~~&lt;br /&gt;I still think Edward looks weird? lmao&lt;br /&gt;Anyways the fight between Edward and James is damn cool&lt;br /&gt;They look like they're flying O.O&lt;br /&gt;Kath says they're just jumping really far...haha&lt;br /&gt;The apple is bouncy!! or Edward's foot is bouncy...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;Off the viwawa =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-8405282513968363660?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/8405282513968363660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/11/aha-just-after-halloween.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/8405282513968363660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/8405282513968363660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/11/aha-just-after-halloween.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</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-8636250542840120885.post-2576103267322447425</id><published>2008-10-29T14:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T14:55:31.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lala...not blogging cos i don't think there's anything important to blog.&lt;br /&gt;Except exam results. Which isn't important.&lt;br /&gt;Oh err. Im pissed. A bit. Stupid drawer!&lt;br /&gt;And where in hell's hole is my EST!! Headache!&lt;br /&gt;Got tagged by Kath.&lt;br /&gt;Rushing to finish it before going for Phys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If your lover betrayed you, what will your reaction be?&lt;br /&gt;- Revenge duh. Make his life chaos *laughs maniacally*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If you can have a dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;- Ehh...my dream life? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Whose butt would you like to kick?&lt;br /&gt;- Many many. But i forget. So none. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What would you do with a billion dollars?&lt;br /&gt;- Migrate...London! Then then...buy a mega mall~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Will you fall in love with your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;- Sure. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Someone &lt;/span&gt;better run xD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;br /&gt;- Being loved =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. How long do you intend to wait for someone you really love?&lt;br /&gt;- Depends-.- I don't "intend" things. They happen with my mood lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;- Nothing. What &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;can&lt;/span&gt; i do o.O?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If you like to act with someone, who will it be? your bf/gf or an actor/actress?&lt;br /&gt;- Erm. All my friends? Cos they're fun =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Will you invite your Ex bf/gf to your wedding dinner?&lt;br /&gt;- If we're still friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How would you see yourself in ten years time?&lt;br /&gt;- Overseas. Having a successful career. Make my parents proud =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What's your fear?&lt;br /&gt;- Bleh. Why would i tell you? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What kind of person do you think the person who tagged you is?&lt;br /&gt;- rich. crazy. fun. loves roxy way too much. dates her psp. lmao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Would you rather be single and rich or married and poor?&lt;br /&gt;- Single and rich duuuuuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What's the first thing you do when you wake up?&lt;br /&gt;- Try to go back to sleep! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Would you give all in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;- Nope. Just enough &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. If you fall in love with two people simultaneously, who would you pick?&lt;br /&gt;- Eh. The one i love most? Assuming he loves me too of course...if not. Then the one who loves me la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Would you forgive and forget no matter how horrible a thing that someone has done?&lt;br /&gt;- Erm. All my close friends. Still depends though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you prefer being single or having a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;- No preference? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. List 6 people to tag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYONE IS TAGGED ALREADY!! Gah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-2576103267322447425?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/2576103267322447425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/10/lala.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/2576103267322447425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/2576103267322447425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/10/lala.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</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-8636250542840120885.post-2602137403206679278</id><published>2008-10-21T21:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T22:08:48.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, life is satisfying.&lt;br /&gt;Today has been the best day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except for the water thing. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yam-seng&lt;/span&gt; la! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yam-seng&lt;/span&gt; summore i&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;konk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; you two evil crazies' head-.- Lol. But nothing can dampen my mood today :P! I am insanely happy. Crazily elated. Hope my luck doesn't fade anytime soon lol. Crossin' fingers for Add Maths!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;CNY visit&lt;/span&gt;-.- I HATE YOU CHUAAAAA. It's not confirmed yet la! You. Are. Insane. I believe someone wants to change their Chemistry next year to...***day? Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of tuitions. I am going crazy. Why is my schedule so full huh? It's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;crazaaayy&lt;/span&gt;. Don't wanna go wed for Add Maths! Gosh i will be so tortured. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Die die die&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-2602137403206679278?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/2602137403206679278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/10/yes-life-is-satisfying.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/2602137403206679278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/2602137403206679278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/10/yes-life-is-satisfying.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</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-8636250542840120885.post-5364859476441301878</id><published>2008-10-17T12:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T13:25:33.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY.&lt;br /&gt;Freedom is sweeeeeeeeet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay fine. Last day is on Monday. But but...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i don't care!!&lt;/span&gt; Today is the day of freedom for me haha. Hmm the only paper i regret so far is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;BM II&lt;/span&gt;. Gosh hope i won't get anything below &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4B&lt;/span&gt; for it. Next time must remember to write faster -.-!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bum bum...oh! I think i have nothing else to say =] lol&lt;br /&gt;Life is currently satisfying. Make it stay that way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-5364859476441301878?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/5364859476441301878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/10/finally.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/5364859476441301878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/5364859476441301878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/10/finally.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</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-8636250542840120885.post-5196709625467283831</id><published>2008-10-11T21:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T22:09:45.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am really stressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's not just because of exams. Well a big part of it is i guess. Next week shall be killer. All &lt;u&gt;Pure Science&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;Add. maths&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;Accounts&lt;/u&gt; rolled into &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 gruesome days&lt;/span&gt;. Not to mention some other scary subjects i shall not mention. Last week was pretty all right, except for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;BM&lt;/span&gt; paper...jeez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have a dilemma.&lt;br /&gt;Well the previous one was solved. So it's a new one.&lt;br /&gt;Ehh..not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;solved&lt;/span&gt; exactly. Merely disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;Temporarily perhaps. Hopefully permanent.&lt;br /&gt;The new one, is nagging a me.&lt;br /&gt;Yes it is guilt. Not precisely but something to that extent.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do about it.&lt;br /&gt;IT'S WEIRD I TELL YOU.&lt;br /&gt;Ehh it's making me insane, i think. lmao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Freaking save me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-5196709625467283831?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/5196709625467283831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/10/am-really-stressed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/5196709625467283831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/5196709625467283831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/10/am-really-stressed.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</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-8636250542840120885.post-6804124410477129816</id><published>2008-10-03T22:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T22:28:41.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Inseparable at the hip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How ironic it is to be said today.&lt;br /&gt;The day of confirmation, of all things.&lt;br /&gt;Unity. One word.&lt;br /&gt;We have each chosen our allegiances.&lt;br /&gt;Alike at first glance.&lt;br /&gt;Yet it makes a world of difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;A victim of my own doing...&lt;br /&gt;How comforting.&lt;br /&gt;At some point, it was what i wanted...&lt;br /&gt;Yet not what i've come to expect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-6804124410477129816?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/6804124410477129816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/10/inseparable-at-hip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/6804124410477129816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/6804124410477129816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/10/inseparable-at-hip.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</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-8636250542840120885.post-6157911810342215763</id><published>2008-10-02T21:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T22:27:47.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today is insane.&lt;br /&gt;You see, i've decided to blog yet again.&lt;br /&gt;Once i blog, i can't stop.&lt;br /&gt;Once i stop, i can't blog. Lmao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got in a frenzy to book my schedule next year. Is it book? Derno lmao. I am going&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; CRAZY &lt;/span&gt;trying to get my schedule straight. Too many tuitions, too little time. Who's got one of those &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Time Turner&lt;/span&gt; thingamabobs? Gimme!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has been soooo weird. Went for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Physics&lt;/span&gt; finally 'cos i missed it yesterday. Saw 'undesirables'. Lol. Found out Kath was coming when i arrived. Was taught the chapter on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Light&lt;/span&gt;. Saw many many lights dancing in front of Kath :P!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay the weird part. Saw people of my past. Found out stuffs i didn't know about them. Gah no more details. Details never =] Maybe in some other corner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-6157911810342215763?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/6157911810342215763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/10/today-is-insane.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/6157911810342215763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/6157911810342215763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/10/today-is-insane.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</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-8636250542840120885.post-3793444975206874540</id><published>2008-10-02T13:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T13:53:59.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I haven't been updating, have I? Lol&lt;br /&gt;Life has been insanely busy, disarmingly speedy, sickeningly confusing....&lt;br /&gt;Okay no more blather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday. Went ta &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;INTI&lt;/span&gt; with for the &lt;u&gt;Prefectorial Workshop&lt;/u&gt;. Hah! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I said workshop...not dinner =p!&lt;/span&gt; Something about&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;leadership&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;teamwork&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...stuff lol. It was fun! Learned quite a lot. Played even more =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and..! I lost my tag lol. My prefect one =\ It's the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Raya Hols&lt;/span&gt; now, so im wondering if i could replace it before school starts? Doesn't matter i guess. 'Cause exams are right after these hols. Im gonna have to cover up with my jacket for the 2 mornings =] My dad said he had a friend who made tags. Lmao now i don't have to go find the one near St. Mary or wherever it is lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;Exams around the corner!&lt;br /&gt;Wobbly knees, wetting of pants, dizzy headaches....&lt;br /&gt;The symptoms of Year-End Exam Syndrome O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Btw, I AM NOT A PONG MO. wtf&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-3793444975206874540?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/3793444975206874540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-havent-been-updating-have-i-lol-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/3793444975206874540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/3793444975206874540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-havent-been-updating-have-i-lol-life.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</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-8636250542840120885.post-9023949603948759423</id><published>2008-09-20T19:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T19:41:27.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shopped! went to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;The Spring&lt;/span&gt; and got new shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Roxy&lt;/span&gt; was on sale! Was tempted.&lt;br /&gt;But i didn't succumb. Awwww..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Body Glove&lt;/span&gt; had a 50% sale too!&lt;br /&gt;Grr! I didn't buy anything for me either.&lt;br /&gt;Got something for a certain &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Virgo&lt;/span&gt; friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;White. Green. Purple. Yellow.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorries. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping is a cure for anything and everything! I so love the feeling...and the best part is i shopped for a friend, and the money isn't entirely mine lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't study at all. I regret. Shall die in less than 2 weeks time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Warning :&lt;/span&gt;Prepare Inhalers on Monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic;"&gt;Those who have asthma will need it, those who don't will. lmao &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-9023949603948759423?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/9023949603948759423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/09/happiness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/9023949603948759423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/9023949603948759423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/09/happiness.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</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-8636250542840120885.post-7554003426906407018</id><published>2008-09-13T13:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T13:42:08.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WOOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;I finally&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; finally &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;finally &lt;/span&gt;found a perfect version of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Burning Up&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I have been searching since god knows when&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention the countless concert versions i've downloaded and deleted.&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; loath&lt;/span&gt; those. Especially the rabid fangirl screams.&lt;br /&gt;Ecstatic =]!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's September the 13th! Dentist Day. Going in exactly 30 minutes. Wish me luck guys. Will post if i survive. Lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy Brithday to the Libra and Virgo....lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-7554003426906407018?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/7554003426906407018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/09/wooohoo-i-finally-finally-finally-found.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/7554003426906407018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/7554003426906407018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/09/wooohoo-i-finally-finally-finally-found.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</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-8636250542840120885.post-6713924545581152544</id><published>2008-09-12T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T23:32:50.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Define &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;best friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;At times it's clear as day.&lt;br /&gt;Later, you find it hard to apprehend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say you're &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;supposed to know it&lt;/span&gt; when it happens. For some reason...im a believer of that, yet not really believing. Get me? lol. Just had this random moment when there was this bright light. Nah dunno why im blogging about this. lmao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes you open your eyes and suddenly understand&lt;br /&gt;But you'll still love them just the same&lt;br /&gt;Footprints left in the sand...&lt;br /&gt;Identical to the ones in my heart =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-6713924545581152544?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/6713924545581152544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/09/define-best-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/6713924545581152544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/6713924545581152544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/09/define-best-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</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-8636250542840120885.post-4479202225864476304</id><published>2008-09-07T14:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T16:02:28.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay back to blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the least important...went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Spring&lt;/span&gt; last eve. Missed the &lt;u&gt;Cat Competition&lt;/u&gt; by mere minutes *pouts*  The whole place was crowded. There were lotsa stalls for&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Mooncake Fest&lt;/span&gt; stuffs. I thought &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;CNY&lt;/span&gt;, cos every space was covered in red. Bright red lorr...not &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;BLOOD red&lt;/span&gt; =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met lotsa &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;KHS&lt;/span&gt; people. And saw lotsa people eating ice-creams a foot high. Omg a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;foot&lt;/span&gt;! i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;beh tahan&lt;/span&gt; go ask my mom buy me one :D! It melts quite easily so halfway through i covered the whole thing with my mouth, making it seems like a tall hill. Which made it look disconcertingly like a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;s&gt;penis&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And and...anyone heard &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Summertime&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Wtf wtf i can't stop myself from ranting about it.&lt;br /&gt;If you guys heard it, it's nice right? If you think it is...&lt;br /&gt;Believe me, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;DO NOT&lt;/span&gt; watch the MV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's ridiculous. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a whole bunch of guys on the beach with models in bikinis.&lt;br /&gt;Big deal. Go find the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;They sing about "boy from the city" and "young love"&lt;br /&gt;Look at their band name.&lt;br /&gt;In the MV, the guys are like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MIDDLE-AGED&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I was, like a normal girl, thinking of hot tan guys.&lt;br /&gt;The MV ruined&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Now i think of middle-aged guys everytime i hear it.&lt;br /&gt;GAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;SPOILERS FOR VAMPIRE DIARIES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;*~*~*~*~*~*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Okay i just just just...almost finished&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;VD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;courtesy of Ling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;super awesome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;! I totally love it.&lt;br /&gt;It's like very realistic...it shows life as it is.&lt;br /&gt;Unlike Twilight Saga...&lt;br /&gt;Twilight saga seems to be fantasy after this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Damon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; turned good. Like whoaaaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The supposed bad guy turned &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. I was wondering about that.&lt;br /&gt;He still had his supposed evil nature after Elena died.&lt;br /&gt;But i don't think he was ever actually evil.&lt;br /&gt;He's not the bad guy..yet neither was he the good.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has their flaws.&lt;br /&gt;That's how life is right? It's not black or white; it's in shades of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt; gray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the real evil isn't in Damon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The story starts off a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. Competition between two vamp bros.&lt;br /&gt;For a human girl. So typical. Right?&lt;br /&gt;But as the plot proceeds, it turns to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;horror&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The love story is just a sub-plot. There are complications.&lt;br /&gt;The plot just keeps twisting unexpected turns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Elena died.&lt;br /&gt;The main character died. Which kinda sucks.&lt;br /&gt;But then the 4th book isn't boring at all.&lt;br /&gt;Elena's still in it. Figure that out cos she died =]&lt;br /&gt;The situation where she died is the climax for me.&lt;br /&gt;The culprit is a person that wasn't even important initially.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay these aren't much spoilers i guess. But seriously, if i remember anything else im gonna post again. Haha~ Gonna finish it tonight. I wonder about the ending.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-4479202225864476304?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/4479202225864476304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/09/okay-back-to-blogging.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/4479202225864476304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/4479202225864476304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/09/okay-back-to-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</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-8636250542840120885.post-3951412017870494054</id><published>2008-08-31T21:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T22:05:16.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today can be said to be one of the worst days of my existence.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hate &lt;/span&gt;today. I&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; hate&lt;/span&gt; Merdeka Day 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, i am seriously bored i tell you. I did nothing productive at all today. Except maybe some Chem corrections. Then i lounged all day in my room zoning out for hours at a time. I even got bored of my own room. Which has no precedence in history ever =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Hitz&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;decided to piss me off. They kept playing weird songs, lotsa&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;malay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Beh tahan la. &lt;/span&gt;I dun even care if it's &lt;u&gt;Merdeka Day&lt;/u&gt;. Im still entitled to listen to good music lo! I only get to listen to decent music when i finally get on the com. Gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And and..! I feel so pissed and irritated for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;It's like i have&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;PMS&lt;/span&gt;. Except that i don't.&lt;br /&gt;I even got annoyed at my dad -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;(Wendy's sure to give me a lecture if she hears about this)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, i got this urge to burn every flag i see.&lt;br /&gt;Which i would've done gladly...except i didn't have a lighter on me.&lt;br /&gt;Gah. Hate flags hanging on cars. &lt;s style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ours only though.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-3951412017870494054?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/3951412017870494054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/08/today-can-be-said-to-be-one-of-worst.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/3951412017870494054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/3951412017870494054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/08/today-can-be-said-to-be-one-of-worst.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</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-8636250542840120885.post-9164314739708252520</id><published>2008-08-30T23:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T00:31:45.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Reading &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Pigtail's&lt;/span&gt; most recent post (derno how recent lol) reminded me of something.&lt;br /&gt;So, here i am to blog =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said one weird number called her right. Made me remember the one time this long number messaged me. Saying what promo thing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Digi&lt;/span&gt; had with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Petronas&lt;/span&gt;. I was like...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"wtfff?! since when Digi got anything to do with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Petronas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;? petrol promo??"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the number i guessed it was from overseas. Looked a lot like Mami's number mah =p But then the message was half in English and half in Malay. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Campur campur&lt;/span&gt;... So i was weirded out. Heard lotsa stories about frauds duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, being smart...i ignored it. But then, they kept sending me the &lt;u&gt;same message&lt;/u&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;again and again&lt;/span&gt;. I was messaging Kath mar, got pissed. I wasn't sure they would understand KNNCCB so i sent them,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "fuck off la. im not stupid lo!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;After that i worried they were gonna trace my whereabouts and off me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And you know what? They stopped sending me the message :D!&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;everyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, even bad guys, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;respect the word &lt;u&gt;fuck&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lmaooo. So remember, scream that special word at the top of your lungs whenever.&lt;br /&gt;It might just save your life xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SLlyOguJ_jI/AAAAAAAAAM0/BLaYPNTjtxM/s1600-h/1214927490_9742_full.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SLlyOguJ_jI/AAAAAAAAAM0/BLaYPNTjtxM/s400/1214927490_9742_full.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240345235049545266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And and..! Found this random picture. Like LMAOO!!&lt;br /&gt;This is seriously awesome and funny!&lt;br /&gt;It's a Twilight Saga thing of course. I didn't understand it at first.&lt;br /&gt;But...LOL! It's referring to Jasper's ability to manipulate feelings.&lt;br /&gt;Serious awesomeness. I kinda love Jasper now =p!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;In love with &lt;u&gt;Summertime&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;Viva la Vida&lt;/u&gt;!......=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;UPDATE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;[[ Gosh. I missed Merdeka countdown. It's officially Merdeka day eh! Lol. ]]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-9164314739708252520?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/9164314739708252520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/08/reading-pigtails-most-recent-post-derno.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/9164314739708252520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/9164314739708252520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/08/reading-pigtails-most-recent-post-derno.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SLlyOguJ_jI/AAAAAAAAAM0/BLaYPNTjtxM/s72-c/1214927490_9742_full.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636250542840120885.post-1495229643373700801</id><published>2008-08-29T12:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T13:55:06.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gah. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gah.&lt;/span&gt; GAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today kinda sucks. Was raining like hell this morning. Woke up to Kath's message telling me she wasn't going to school. I kinda wish i didn't go too. We just sang a lot. Loudly. Waving flags. Gah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merdeka Day. Nothing much to say. &lt;s&gt;Criticized our flag a lot.&lt;/s&gt; Lmao.&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna spend my Merdeka morning in tuition. Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Sucks.&lt;/span&gt; I failed my Additional Maths. AGAIN. Really sad. I have no &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yuan&lt;/span&gt; with anything mathematical. My pure science subjects are all 6x. GAH. Even my English dropped. Im just happy bout my Accounts and BM :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think im gonna be an 11 this time.&lt;br /&gt;If i keep dropping like this...=.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-1495229643373700801?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/1495229643373700801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/08/gah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/1495229643373700801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/1495229643373700801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/08/gah.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</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-8636250542840120885.post-2909666102797860870</id><published>2008-08-24T13:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T13:26:06.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 title="You remind Gossip Girl of Chuck." class="n_tout_hdr"&gt;You remind Gossip Girl of Chuck.&lt;/h3&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.the-n.com/media/sponsors/gossipgirl/120x160_GG_chuck.jpg" style="float: right; margin-left: 10px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"It's not over until I say it's over." -- Chuck Bass&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Just like Chuck, you get bored easily. Spending money, partying all night, and hooking up are fun... but even that stuff gets old after a while. You'll do anything to make life more fun, especially if it involves lying, cheating, or something along those lines. Deep down inside, you're not as ruthless as your reputation suggests, but you don't mind if everyone thinks you're evil. It commands a certain respect.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;If Gossip Girl blogged about you, she'd say:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gossip Girl here. Check the weather, Upper East Siders, because our sixth sense says a storm is brewing. Spotted after midnight in an underground lounge: A clone of C. We're keeping our distance until we know what our new friend is up to, but we can't shake the feeling that it'll involve blackmail, seduction, or bribery. After all, a day's not complete unless you've ruined someone's life, right? xoxo, Gossip Girl&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know what? The description really does sound like me. lol&lt;br /&gt;But i wonder why im a guy. Oh well. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-2909666102797860870?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/2909666102797860870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/08/you-remind-gossip-girl-of-chuck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/2909666102797860870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/2909666102797860870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/08/you-remind-gossip-girl-of-chuck.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</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-8636250542840120885.post-4351135848805666332</id><published>2008-08-24T11:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T12:42:09.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Been busy preparing for the Sarawak State Taekwondo Championship.&lt;br /&gt;Believe me, it isn't as cool as it sounds. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't go for the rehearsal on Sunday. Because of my dentist appointment =\! So i was blur lol. Friday we just carried lotsa tables and chair around...and got out tees and card thing of course =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We get free tees! Lol. It says &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SARAWAK STATE REMAJA TAEKWONDO POOMSAE CHAMPIONSHIP 2008&lt;/span&gt;. That's like so weird. It's English, Malay and Korean all rolled into one sentence. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;POOMSAE &lt;/span&gt;means fighting. I think.&lt;br /&gt;Or that's what Amy said =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;. Was at the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Recording Counter&lt;/span&gt;. With two guys from Stampin xD! We were supposed to fill out the score sheets stating the &lt;u&gt;name&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;age group&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;gender&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;category&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;branch&lt;/u&gt; of the participants. Then, i would pass them to the judges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I get to&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; bio&lt;/span&gt; the scores! Haha. There were 3 judges.&lt;br /&gt;The one on the right is the most generous with marks.&lt;br /&gt;He especially gave high marks to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Metro&lt;/span&gt; i think. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gave Aaron full marks!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Which is 100&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Maybe because the Metro sifus are all his sons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one on the left is the most &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kiamsiap&lt;/span&gt;. But he gave high marks to Sibu wtf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five branches all over Sarawak participated in this competition. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Metro, Kuching, Miri, Betong, Sibu. &lt;/span&gt;That's all i think. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Metro&lt;/span&gt; had the most participants =) It was a really cool experience. I got to see all the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Taegeuks &lt;/span&gt;which is so&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; damn&lt;/span&gt; cool! There were the teams too...perfectly synchronized. Besides, there was also free cold Milo :DDD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aaaandd. There was this Miri sifu right, omgggg!!&lt;br /&gt;He looked like a freakin' Korean actor! Like wttfff. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;And i thought &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;our&lt;/span&gt; sifus were good looking.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was even wearing one of those close-fitting long-sleeved white shirts and long pants looking like he just came back from the office.&lt;br /&gt;All us gals were &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;crazzzyy&lt;/span&gt; about him.&lt;br /&gt;Amy and the Emcees even &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tou pai&lt;/span&gt; him when he was giving commands.&lt;br /&gt;He was trapped. Poor guy xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;End of the holidays...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Back to school blues!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-4351135848805666332?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/4351135848805666332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/08/been-busy-preparing-for-sarawak-state.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/4351135848805666332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/4351135848805666332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/08/been-busy-preparing-for-sarawak-state.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</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-8636250542840120885.post-5093875755915054843</id><published>2008-08-20T23:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T23:39:48.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Due to Kath's hyper encouragements, im gonna blog summore.&lt;br /&gt;Jeez la you. lol. And im sorry Pigtail, will try to update more :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First things first, im not gonna have pictures in my posts for quite a while. My bro reformatted the com&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; again&lt;/span&gt;, so now im back on Microsoft. I'll have to wait before i can install &lt;u&gt;Photoshop&lt;/u&gt; and/or &lt;u&gt;Photoscape&lt;/u&gt;. Drat him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ling is officially crazy for &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Michael Phelps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She keeps feeding me info on him. Even Wendy thinks he's hot. Me...? I think he's moderately decent. He's weird anyways. Even though that weirdness allows him to get &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8 gold medals&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1mil USD&lt;/span&gt;...i don't care! He's an abnormally proportioned fish lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SKw4kCqLZpI/AAAAAAAAAMs/_oJSc6hIUD0/s1600-h/mphelps.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SKw4kCqLZpI/AAAAAAAAAMs/_oJSc6hIUD0/s400/mphelps.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236622658565269138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Phelps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he looks &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;hot &lt;/span&gt;HERE! And why is that huh? All the pics i've seen of him in the newspapers...ugh. To avoid being killed by&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ling&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pigtail&lt;/span&gt;, i've decided to rephrase that. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All the pics i've seen of him except this one is...not so hot lmao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My teeth hurts. The ones beside the two teeth that got pulled out.&lt;br /&gt;My dad reckons the nerves got damaged.&lt;br /&gt;Wtf such an experienced doctor. He hurts instead of heals -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've almost gone crazy staying at home for the hols. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I miss school. I miss all my buds. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hell, i even miss looking at those disgusting guys on the other side. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Im booooored! Save me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-5093875755915054843?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/5093875755915054843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/08/due-to-kaths-hyper-encouragements-im.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/5093875755915054843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/5093875755915054843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/08/due-to-kaths-hyper-encouragements-im.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SKw4kCqLZpI/AAAAAAAAAMs/_oJSc6hIUD0/s72-c/mphelps.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636250542840120885.post-7085237454241115918</id><published>2008-08-19T13:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T14:18:46.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know i know. Time for updates. Haven't been updating cos i was sick =(! Daddy wouldn't let me touch the com. Booohoo. Back now though =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, exams are over. Wheee~! But im impatient to get my results. I've accepted that i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;might&lt;/span&gt; fail my &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bio&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gen. Sc&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Phys&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Add Maths&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;History&lt;/span&gt;. Wtf those subjects weren't supposed to be on my fail list. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SKpZ0wGahcI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Yaj8G8dXU0I/s1600-h/U1974P6T12D2982640F44DT20070614215214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SKpZ0wGahcI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Yaj8G8dXU0I/s400/U1974P6T12D2982640F44DT20070614215214.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236096279571498434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Olympics.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched a bit. Well, only the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lee Chong Wei&lt;/span&gt; vs. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Lin Dan&lt;/span&gt; match lol.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways it was kinda sad. LCW got slaughtered =[!&lt;br /&gt;Lotsa people said LD looks&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; fugly&lt;/span&gt;. How biased are you guys lol?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah i agree he looks too damn arrogant but he's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;s&gt;hot&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't just call the arrogant enemy hot, you imagined it lmaoo.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, Malaysia got its &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Silver&lt;/span&gt; and LCW got his 300k =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;China got like &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;3x&lt;/span&gt; gold medals now. A friend of mine said he stopped watching the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Olympics&lt;/span&gt; cos he was tired of seeing so many&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; China athletes&lt;/span&gt; getting top. And they said &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Badminton&lt;/span&gt; isn't gonna be included as one of the sports in the next Olympics? Wtf...no more medals for us =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Went to pay a visit to the dentist on Sunday bright an early.&lt;br /&gt;At first the Doc was pretty nice.&lt;br /&gt;They played &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Hitz&lt;/span&gt; for me ehh! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Your Love Is A Lie&lt;/u&gt; was playing. I was screaming in my head,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your love is a fcuking lie!&lt;/span&gt; Lmaooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when he wanted to pull out my &lt;s&gt;tooth&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; teeth&lt;/span&gt;. I told him it was painful.&lt;br /&gt;He took the pointy scalpel thingy and stuck it deep into my gums.&lt;br /&gt;He asked,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; not painful right?&lt;/span&gt; He stuck it in again.&lt;br /&gt;I told him, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no not painful&lt;/span&gt;. He seemed satisfied and said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;see. and i pierced it very deep too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like wtf! I think must've annoyed him a lot. At least it wasn't painful=\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, he was using this...&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;kiam&lt;/span&gt; thing.&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kiap&lt;/span&gt; my poor tooth and pull it out.&lt;br /&gt;I got two teeth removed that day. And it was hard to get out too.&lt;br /&gt;Cos they were &lt;u style="font-style: italic;"&gt;perfectly healthy teeth&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Forced into an early death. R.I.P. lol&lt;br /&gt;The teeth were pretty long ehh, like two thirds of my forefinger&lt;br /&gt;I exaggerated to Kath that it was half a pen lmao.&lt;br /&gt;This is all preparation for my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt; braces&lt;/span&gt;. Ughh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-7085237454241115918?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/7085237454241115918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-know-i-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/7085237454241115918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/7085237454241115918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-know-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SKpZ0wGahcI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Yaj8G8dXU0I/s72-c/U1974P6T12D2982640F44DT20070614215214.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636250542840120885.post-5285506324065183335</id><published>2008-08-10T13:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T14:57:15.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am totally crazy over &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Breaking Dawn&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SJ6Jg91u93I/AAAAAAAAAMU/bO9cBdFJk6k/s1600-h/breakin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SJ6Jg91u93I/AAAAAAAAAMU/bO9cBdFJk6k/s400/breakin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232771016499853170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am reading non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did&lt;/span&gt; read it till 5am on Fri night...or Sat morning if you prefer.&lt;br /&gt;I finished it last night =) How?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whole Sarawak blackout right...i used a torch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy i finished it. In like 2 days. Im so gonna reread those 4 books again. After exams of course =) I so totally hate &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Book Two:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jacob&lt;/span&gt;. Bella sounds so selfish there.  Which i think she is. And Jacob and Edward stupid. But whatever. Some parts we kinda predictable. Bella's so powerful :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Renesmee&lt;/i&gt;. Very funny meh?&lt;br /&gt;It's so long..and hard to pronounce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Renesmee Carlie Cullen&lt;/u&gt;. Hard to type too eh.&lt;br /&gt;Mixture of Renee, Esme and Carlisle, Charlie&lt;br /&gt;How creative can Bella get huh? But still, better that than if it was EJ...Edward Jacob wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Loch Ness Monster xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, missed the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Olympics&lt;/span&gt; cos i was reading. Im not interested anyways. Ling said it was interesting? Hmm. I'll only be interested if i can join. Lmao so impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kath's mom got back from Kl last night around midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With my Twilight :D&lt;/span&gt; Wheeee!&lt;br /&gt;Yes i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt; over the moon. Except maybe the moon is me.&lt;br /&gt;How can i be over it? Lmao jump over myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SJ6LaOjyKOI/AAAAAAAAAMc/KGRCohRnfDM/s1600-h/twilight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SJ6LaOjyKOI/AAAAAAAAAMc/KGRCohRnfDM/s400/twilight.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232773099752138978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whole Sarawak blackout. Even &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Limbang&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kapit &lt;/span&gt;etc.&lt;br /&gt;Poor Kuching Fest people. Airport got lo. My bro drove all the way there. Said it was packed.&lt;br /&gt;Except for the heat, i managed...i didn't really mind the dark or the silence. I loved sitting in the dark in my room.&lt;br /&gt;THEN. i remembered what time of year it is. Like the middle of the 7th month(!!). Ran outta my room to find my mommy. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two times blackout. 2nd time was around 11pm. My dad was supposed to be asleep.&lt;br /&gt;But he knocked on my door to give me a torch and a candle. Im so grateful.&lt;br /&gt;Without that torch i wouldn't be able to finish Breaking Dawn haha.&lt;br /&gt;I burned my lip balm with the candle. It melted.&lt;br /&gt;It smelled weird lo. No pics...sorries=)&lt;br /&gt;I still tried using it...normal la. Except for the smell.&lt;br /&gt;Smells faintly of charcoal. Kath said that was EVIL =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Woke around 10.30am this morn. For this ceremony thing.&lt;br /&gt;You know, feeding the&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;s&gt;dead&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt; =X&lt;br /&gt;My mom said should've gone to the temple. It would've been easier.&lt;br /&gt;But my aunts lo, asked my mom to do.&lt;br /&gt;Cos they dunno how. Conniving pigs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shall study hard today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;After i have fun with my Linux games. Sudoku :D!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-5285506324065183335?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/5285506324065183335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-am-totally-crazy-over-breaking-dawn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/5285506324065183335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/5285506324065183335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-am-totally-crazy-over-breaking-dawn.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SJ6Jg91u93I/AAAAAAAAAMU/bO9cBdFJk6k/s72-c/breakin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636250542840120885.post-6422654509801105193</id><published>2008-08-09T00:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T00:36:41.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breaking Dawn&lt;br /&gt;is here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terribly worn out from exams.&lt;br /&gt;I am happy with my exams seat =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Feeling groggy now. Talking and typing in incomplete sentences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Linux&lt;/span&gt;. Which is weird. Everything looks nicer but somehow bigger. Im using &lt;u&gt;Pidgin&lt;/u&gt; (icon is a Penguin!!) for my MSN. Don't really like it i guess. But it's for my own good, less chance of getting &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;viruses&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Registered a Multiply Account. For future use. Same functions as &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wretch&lt;/span&gt;, less complicated and in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt;. Life Saver. My next stop after this lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Had tons to blog about. Forgot everything.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna blog then go read Breaking Dawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy Olympics =)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-6422654509801105193?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/6422654509801105193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/08/breaking-dawn-is-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/6422654509801105193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/6422654509801105193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/08/breaking-dawn-is-here.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</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-8636250542840120885.post-512917079087861476</id><published>2008-08-05T12:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T12:05:01.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Survey thing. Got tagged by Cheryl &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;a kazillion years ago&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I love this survey! Sole reason: i was described flatteringly in it.&lt;br /&gt;lmao. I was both 7 on Vivian and Cheryl's.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks guys. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Name 20 people randomly. At the end of the survey, choose 5 people to do the survey.Don’t read the questions, but name the 20 people first.&lt;/p&gt;1. Wendy&lt;br /&gt;2. Kath&lt;br /&gt;3. Ling&lt;br /&gt;4. Kai&lt;br /&gt;5. Yeong&lt;br /&gt;6. Kenny&lt;br /&gt;7. Aaron&lt;br /&gt;8. Karen&lt;br /&gt;9. Feli&lt;br /&gt;10. Amy&lt;br /&gt;11. Cheryl&lt;br /&gt;12. Vivian&lt;br /&gt;13. Irene jie&lt;br /&gt;14. Wei Lin&lt;br /&gt;15. Hyin&lt;br /&gt;16. Wen Jing&lt;br /&gt;17. Lian&lt;br /&gt;18. Ai Ling&lt;br /&gt;19. Daph&lt;br /&gt;20. Joyce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;1. How did you meet number 18? [ Ai Ling ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Erm... school? i think lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;2. What will you do if you have not met number 17? [ Lian  ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Well...derno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;3. What if number 9 and 20 dated? [  Feli + Joyce ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Lmao! Kick-ass couple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;4. What if number 5 and 10 dated? [ Yeong + Amy  ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Ehh...wish them good luck in their relationship? lolx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;5. Describe number 1. [  Wendy]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Weird, hyper, laughs at the tiniest things, usually blur, very cute...the list goes on =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;6. Do you think number 8 is attractive? [ Karen ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Yeah =) Very cute haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;7. Describe number 7. [  Aaron ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Err...nice. Sometimes too nice. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;8. Do you know any family members of 12? [ Vivian  ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;9. What language does number 15 speak? [ Hyin  ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Mandarin, English, pasar malam Malay xD...and Foochow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;10. Who is number 9 hanging out with? [  Feli ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Karen, Amy, Malvina :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;11. How old is number 16? [ Wen Jing  ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;o.O like...16? lolz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;12. When was the last time you spoke to number 13? [  Irene jie ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Erh...should be Monday night during tui =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;13. Who’s number 2 favourite singer/band? [  Kath ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Lmaooo. Derno her. Jonas brothers? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;14. Have you ever dated number 4? [ Kai  ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;LMAOO! No. He's taken =p!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;15. Would you ever date number 19? [ Daph  ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;.... Never. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;16. Is number 3 single? [ Ling  ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Yeah. Buy her Spanas :D!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;17. What is number 10’s last name? [ Amy ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Emm...err... okay huh. Amy...WEE! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;18. Would you ever be in a relationship with number 11? [ Cheryl  ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Friendship =] That's a type of relationship right? lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;19. What is the school of number 13? [ Irene jie  ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Outta school edi. Used to be in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;INTI&lt;/span&gt;. Then some Uni in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;England&lt;/span&gt; =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;20. Where does number 6 stay? [  Kenny ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;How should i know...somewhere near Daph's house haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;21. What is your favourite thing about number 5? [  Yeong ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-.- Derno worr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;22. Have you ever seen number 14 naked? [  Wei Lin ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;SIAO. Nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;strong&gt;I tag:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- Wei Lin -&lt;br /&gt;- Kath -&lt;br /&gt;- Mandy -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-512917079087861476?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/512917079087861476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/08/survey-thing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/512917079087861476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/512917079087861476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/08/survey-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</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-8636250542840120885.post-4738268869619905339</id><published>2008-08-04T22:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T00:01:12.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Freaking lousy day with lotsa&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;u&gt;tears&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. So freaking &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stressed&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ling wanted to change classes 'cos she couldn't bear with Accounts anymore. I really hate Accounts too. Sooo...i went to ask whether i could drop it. Impossible, but worth a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freaking shitass. Dragged out our &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Penggal 1&lt;/span&gt; results, saying our Accounts isn't the worst...that we should drop Add Maths and change to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Arts&lt;/span&gt; since we failed. &lt;s style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fcuk&lt;/s&gt; her la. It's not like we failed our &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Pure Science&lt;/span&gt; subjects. Wasn't even logical, wonder if she even heard what we said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ruined my whole mood. Almost resorted to changing schools.&lt;br /&gt;Mr. James was so nice =] I love my Form Teacher lmao.&lt;br /&gt;Ain't gonna change cos i love you 4S2 people :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Emotionally unstable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;But mentally stable lorr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derno why but i love Add Maths. Even though i suck at it. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SJcedff2g6I/AAAAAAAAAME/NVlmYToocp4/s1600-h/biggread.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SJcedff2g6I/AAAAAAAAAME/NVlmYToocp4/s400/biggread.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230682984234255266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Bought a freakin' &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;big-ass&lt;/span&gt; bread. Lmao just like Ling's. She&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; kena suan&lt;/span&gt; till so bad last time...so i ain't gonna bring to school =p!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SJcjP06iebI/AAAAAAAAAMM/Lls7c0FhB_U/s1600-h/swirl.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SJcjP06iebI/AAAAAAAAAMM/Lls7c0FhB_U/s400/swirl.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230688247023303090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dream shoes. One day, i shall possess those shoes.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, one day, i shall be&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; tall&lt;/span&gt;. Lmaooo.&lt;br /&gt;If that day comes, it'll be the day i fall, break my neck and die painfully.&lt;br /&gt;No thanks, people. Living short is better than dying tall xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;My middle name is now VAIN.&lt;br /&gt;I am not les with Ling. We love hot guys. Lmao&lt;br /&gt;Breaking Dawn's here!! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-4738268869619905339?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/4738268869619905339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/08/freaking-lousy-day-with-lotsa-tears.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/4738268869619905339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/4738268869619905339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/08/freaking-lousy-day-with-lotsa-tears.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SJcedff2g6I/AAAAAAAAAME/NVlmYToocp4/s72-c/biggread.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636250542840120885.post-1200348089866949076</id><published>2008-08-02T18:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T20:28:45.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Totally busy. &lt;s&gt;&lt;i&gt;Exams.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/s&gt; LAZY TO BLOG!&lt;br /&gt;Reviving my blog~ Like...CPR lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams around the corner. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Time is running out.&lt;/span&gt; Lmao that song is played on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Hitz &lt;/span&gt;sometimes =p Went to study at school with &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kath&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wendy&lt;/span&gt;. I deduce...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ I am gonna fail my&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Accounts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.         &lt;br /&gt;~ I am gonna get lousy grades in Math.&lt;br /&gt;~ I am gonna fail Add Maths, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;for sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ My &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chem&lt;/span&gt; is gonna stay a &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;6C&lt;/span&gt;.          &lt;br /&gt;~ My &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Phys&lt;/span&gt; will drop.                            &lt;br /&gt;~ My&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Bio&lt;/span&gt; is gonna drop.                       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the good news is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;~ I am gonna get an&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; A&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt;.                  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lmao. I am so screwed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay la, i am &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;trying&lt;/span&gt; to study. Accounts i will &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;try&lt;/span&gt; not to fail. Phys and History i am hoping &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mengekalkan&lt;/span&gt;. Others...aiya don't hope too much liao lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So &lt;/span&gt;soi&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, can't watch the Olympics OR go to Kuching Fest.&lt;/span&gt; Exams suck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;______________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am addicted to wrapping books nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SJRI3wpZllI/AAAAAAAAAL0/mKc98nOPSWQ/s1600-h/books.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SJRI3wpZllI/AAAAAAAAAL0/mKc98nOPSWQ/s400/books.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229885190072538706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;My newly wrapped books =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't online recently. Inbox flooded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SJRJfvlLY5I/AAAAAAAAAL8/NgaXoSagTh8/s1600-h/multicolour+rose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SJRJfvlLY5I/AAAAAAAAAL8/NgaXoSagTh8/s400/multicolour+rose.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229885876981162898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Multicolored roses. I think it's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;pretty&lt;/span&gt; =)...to some extent.&lt;br /&gt;Roses are the age-old symbol of &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;or&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;romance&lt;/span&gt;...bla.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is so boring lorr. I remember discussing this topic before.&lt;br /&gt;I said the most romantic thing is like a&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; fifty dollar note&lt;/span&gt;. Lmaoooo.&lt;br /&gt;Okay larr, a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; love note&lt;/span&gt; with a&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; fifty dollar note &lt;/span&gt;slipped inside xD&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ling said she wants her &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;定情信物&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to be a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SPANA&lt;/span&gt;. No idea what the real spelling is. She say it's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;romantic&lt;/span&gt; lmaaooo. So any admirers of Ling, please buy her a&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; spana&lt;/span&gt;...she will love you for it. *wink wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;Haven't got all of the dinner pics yet =.=&lt;br /&gt;Probably will not blog until exams are over.&lt;br /&gt;Breaking Dawn's out, Kath asked her mom who's gone to Kl to help me look out for&lt;br /&gt;Twilight =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-1200348089866949076?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/1200348089866949076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/08/totally-busy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/1200348089866949076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/1200348089866949076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/08/totally-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SJRI3wpZllI/AAAAAAAAAL0/mKc98nOPSWQ/s72-c/books.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636250542840120885.post-4441406250362675525</id><published>2008-07-23T20:47:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T00:05:38.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First things first, i got my number back =) Yeah went to a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;DiGi Center&lt;/span&gt; on &lt;u&gt;Tues&lt;/u&gt; right after &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Accounts extra class&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Too tired to go swimming with you guys liao lorr =p&lt;br /&gt;Point is, got my number back. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Powerpack&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Somebody&lt;/span&gt; jealous horr. Lolx..&lt;br /&gt;But using my eldest bro's old &lt;u style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lousy&lt;/u&gt; phone...at least can SMS la lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SIdC2VnPfVI/AAAAAAAAALs/aFbB6GL0hhE/s1600-h/mydigi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SIdC2VnPfVI/AAAAAAAAALs/aFbB6GL0hhE/s400/mydigi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226219393868856658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today's the last day i have duty at the front gate with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Daph&lt;/span&gt;. Gosh i feel so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;emo &lt;/span&gt;now. Can't believe it's never gonna be the same again. I miss Pei Ting =\ Today was less fun without those other crazy Form5 AJKs =[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna miss my front gate buddies too. We're changing Groups and AJKs next week. Found out im gonna be in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Feli&lt;/span&gt;'s group. Not very excited at first..but then she promised me stuff XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Wednesdays&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fridays&lt;/span&gt; off! No more&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Canteen duty&lt;/span&gt; =) Wooo..Ling was pissed cos her group has only &lt;u&gt;one day off&lt;/u&gt; :D &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karen + Jason&lt;/span&gt;'s and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Aaron + YiWon&lt;/span&gt;'s group are the only ones with 4 days of duty. Wakaka. Gonna change in 2 months though. Crossing fingers that it's not my group =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;___________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was asked to do a brochure thingy. Thank god for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Microsoft Office Publisher&lt;/span&gt;. Was given a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pendrive&lt;/span&gt; because they said the info i needed was inside. Later found out she deleted the stuff i needed...lol?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT! It was full of pictures and stuff lorr... And being the nosy creep that i am, couldn't help looking through the stuff. Waiseh, found lotsa stuff. Like Teacher's day pics, Magazine pics, bla bla...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't resist copying some pics. Hope she doesn't mind lol. There was a funny candid shot of Ling on &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Teacher's Day&lt;/span&gt;...when she was giving the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;paper roses&lt;/span&gt; to the teachers. A couple of Ling's Form 3&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'shuai ge'&lt;/span&gt;...saved to tease her of course xD And some&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;gaaaaayy&lt;/span&gt; pics of PZS posing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gayly&lt;/span&gt;. Everything he does is gay lah lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another thing. I look fierce when i don't smile...? O.o&lt;br /&gt;This morning, Mr. James called me to the front.&lt;br /&gt;They said i looked like he &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;owed me a hundred million bucks&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wtf i was tired. That was my &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;serious&lt;/span&gt; face lorr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So guys, if you think im &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;siong&lt;/span&gt;-ing you or what...im not lo!&lt;br /&gt;Either im tired, moody, or in serious mode. lmao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anddd, found out many more people are scared of me than i am aware of. Surprising horr =) Kinda happy...haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My English sucks. Im telling you guys cos it'll make Ling extremely happy reading this.&lt;br /&gt;My definition of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;judges&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;go there say people one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LMAO. I forgot marr. Cut me some slack la=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I thought it's over...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why is it coming back around?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-4441406250362675525?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/4441406250362675525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/07/first-things-first-i-got-my-number-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/4441406250362675525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/4441406250362675525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/07/first-things-first-i-got-my-number-back.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SIdC2VnPfVI/AAAAAAAAALs/aFbB6GL0hhE/s72-c/mydigi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636250542840120885.post-145824967777991732</id><published>2008-07-21T22:03:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T00:22:38.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am putting all my other posts which are in drafts,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; blogger.com&lt;/span&gt; or otherwise on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;halt&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Why? BECAUSE I AM FREAKIN' PISSED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yes &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;pissed&lt;/span&gt;. If you hate vulgarities, skip this post laa. Because it'll be &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;99%&lt;/span&gt; profanities and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;1%&lt;/span&gt; important stuff. Which probably isn't important anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll get the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'important' &lt;/span&gt;stuff outta the way first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;I LOST MY FREAKING SHIT ASS PHONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF! Went for the Prefect Dinner at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Penview&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;fucking shit,&lt;/span&gt; i put my phone on the table.&lt;br /&gt;It was okay lerr, until everyone went to the front. To watch Limbo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;I CAN'T BELIEVE I LOST MY PHONE BECAUSE OF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; LIMBO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i didn't even get to play wtf.&lt;br /&gt;Lost my number also. That's the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;worst&lt;/span&gt; part.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My number is a&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;POWERPACK&lt;/span&gt; number.&lt;br /&gt;You got money also can't buy one lorr!&lt;br /&gt;Laugh-.-! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mati-lah&lt;/span&gt;. Second thing i lost in 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bro found out by reading while i typed this post.&lt;br /&gt;Wtf the world is twisted. Life sucks.&lt;br /&gt;I am not happy and will never try to appreciate my life ever again.&lt;br /&gt;For that freaking &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;homo &lt;/span&gt;who took my phone. Fuck you la.&lt;br /&gt;Hope your balls or boobs but preferably both...rot, fall down and are eaten by ants.&lt;br /&gt;You and everyone you remotely like should be dismembered,&lt;br /&gt;impaled on satay sticks and each part  fed to different animals and insects.&lt;br /&gt;Wtf i'd do that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;myself&lt;/span&gt; if i knew who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyways, the dinner was fun. Will blog bout it when i am happier.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is possibly never.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Bio Diagnostic Test&lt;/span&gt; today. Crazily busy.&lt;br /&gt;Staying with Kath and Wendy in class during &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Assembly&lt;/span&gt;. Peace!&lt;br /&gt;Going to stay back for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Accounts Extra Class&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Haven't started revising...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;6th Aug&lt;/span&gt;. Tons of &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;overdue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;homework.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling weirdly numb. Aching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Find me my cheerful self back.&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-145824967777991732?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/145824967777991732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-am-putting-all-my-other-posts-which.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/145824967777991732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/145824967777991732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-am-putting-all-my-other-posts-which.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</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-8636250542840120885.post-863606878636263934</id><published>2008-07-19T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T00:20:36.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Nowadays</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT FACE="Matura MT Script Capitals" SIZE="+2" COLOR="#4E387E"&gt;Life Nowadays&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been such a long time since i've written any personal stuff here. I wanna &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wretch&lt;/span&gt; =\...but &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;CHINESE&lt;/span&gt;! Grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's been &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;sick&lt;/span&gt; these couple days, first Kath...then Ling and now Wendy too. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Was&lt;/span&gt; actually. Now only Kath lol. Girly Kath =) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Gloom + Doom&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;_____________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am severely disappointed in a person.&lt;br /&gt;You guys probably know.&lt;br /&gt;The gal has some serious issues. The previously idolize guy..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Previously&lt;/span&gt; idolized. Now &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;blind&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;crazy&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;u&gt;mentally challenged.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody'd better tell me he has &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;reasons&lt;/span&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Aaron. Lmao. That's all i've been saying tonight =p&lt;br /&gt;He is so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kelian&lt;/span&gt; laaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hope that Mei Huey is in your group&lt;/span&gt;, says Wendy. Lol!&lt;br /&gt;But i wanna be in Daph's group ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Prefect dinner on &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;! Looking forward to it =)&lt;br /&gt;Going with Wendy. Woo~&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly feel blessed that im not an AJK.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, just feel blessed all of a sudden. About lotsa stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I have a good life. Must start to appreciate it lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;My English is rotten now. Help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;_____________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Went&lt;/s&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Forced&lt;/span&gt; into taking part in the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Science &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Maths&lt;/span&gt; quiz thingy.&lt;br /&gt;Am very happy cos i got poor Aaron to pay for my lunch xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt; Less pressies for _ _ _ _?&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind la, Karen says he's rich lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sucked in &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Maths&lt;/span&gt;. Jotted down some questions to ask Irene jie on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i am &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; pathetic. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Science&lt;/span&gt; was better lah. Just got probs with the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Chemical Equations&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Iodine crystals&lt;/span&gt; are so pretty! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some experiments were very swt lah. Like the egg one.&lt;br /&gt;Like, nothing happened eh. So weird.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways got some chemical thingy on my wrist. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Became itchy so i scratched it. Then it became an ugly blotchy red.&lt;br /&gt;The area of itchiness also became larger. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SIC-QApwLhI/AAAAAAAAALk/OnBecHoqKJk/s1600-h/chemreaction.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SIC-QApwLhI/AAAAAAAAALk/OnBecHoqKJk/s400/chemreaction.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224384750012083730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah very &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;icky&lt;/span&gt; i know. Haha. But my only picture for now. Gonna post Prefect Group Photos sometime soon. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Which means when i get the pictures myself =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Am hungry. Cannot eat. Huey is sad =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-863606878636263934?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/863606878636263934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/07/life-nowadays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/863606878636263934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/863606878636263934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/07/life-nowadays.html' title='Life Nowadays'/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SIC-QApwLhI/AAAAAAAAALk/OnBecHoqKJk/s72-c/chemreaction.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636250542840120885.post-7278369440641637155</id><published>2008-07-11T23:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T00:12:17.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Furry Problems</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT FACE="Matura MT Script Capitals" SIZE="+2" COLOR="#4E387E"&gt;Furry Problems&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am seriously disgusted right now. By how merciless, cruel, and cold-hearted some of us human beings can get. How unfeeling is&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; your&lt;/span&gt; heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.peta.org/swf/fur_farm.swf" quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" width="335" height="255"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.furisdead.com/pledge-furfree.asp?c=cfsv"&gt;Pledge to go fur-free at PETA.org.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look into the world of Fur Farms in China. The animals are kept under severe conditions...subjected to rough handling and then slaughtered mercilessly. How hardhearted can these people get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still remember the days when i used to envy all those elegant-looking women wearing fur coats...and waiting for my chance to wear them. The color, texture of fur...irresistibly tempting. How i used to wish i own one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, how could i? After watching...i won't be able to look at fur the same ever again. And now, if you think &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; feel sick, how are the &lt;u&gt;animals&lt;/u&gt; feeling? Being repeatedly beaten, crushed and stomped then skinned &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;alive&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The skinned raccoon didn't even &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;look&lt;/span&gt; like a raccoon anymore. The impossibly skeletal leg of the wolf, bears as a testament to the treatment it received. Imagine, hundreds of those beautiful animals being repeatedly tortured like that...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;how could they?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those people shouldn't even be called humans. Cruel and pitiless, how would they like it if it was them in place of the animals? &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;The crazy people fighting for animal rights...don't seem so crazy anymore.&lt;/s&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-7278369440641637155?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/7278369440641637155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/07/furry-problems.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/7278369440641637155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/7278369440641637155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/07/furry-problems.html' title='Furry Problems'/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</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-8636250542840120885.post-4083928949466285358</id><published>2008-07-10T22:20:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T23:29:30.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okayy this is a kind of filler thing. Didn't post it earlier cos i was &lt;i&gt;&lt;s&gt;lazy&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/i&gt; busy =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kathleen Hong got lens. Lmao i told her &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;LEN &lt;/span&gt;cos she only got one.&lt;br /&gt;For her&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; cacat&lt;/span&gt; eye. But Dadi said NO SUCH THING!&lt;br /&gt;Fineeee. I still think &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;len&lt;/span&gt; sounds funny though.&lt;br /&gt;She looks so pissed when i say it xD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About my horrifying contact lens experience...i guess i'll skip. Don't wanna scare any kiddies out there lol. But thinking back, im pretty scared of my own carelessness. I could've poked my eye out! Almost did =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;_____________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One late night after blogging. Went to look for food in the fridge. Found an unknown plastic bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SHYi60hl_rI/AAAAAAAAAKc/LvZ8s8_mAZQ/s1600-h/bag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SHYi60hl_rI/AAAAAAAAAKc/LvZ8s8_mAZQ/s400/bag.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221399211909971634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wonder what's inside huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SHYknwC19VI/AAAAAAAAAKk/L82U-UOqab4/s1600-h/chocs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SHYknwC19VI/AAAAAAAAAKk/L82U-UOqab4/s400/chocs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221401083312993618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SHYlEhsUVfI/AAAAAAAAAKs/kGP1ipbqsA0/s1600-h/chocpiece.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SHYlEhsUVfI/AAAAAAAAAKs/kGP1ipbqsA0/s400/chocpiece.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221401577676625394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha! Yea i was kinda bored. Got these from my beloved&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; Irene jie&lt;/span&gt;. Her parents are just back from &lt;u&gt;England&lt;/u&gt;. I especially love the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Truffe&lt;/span&gt;! I&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; hate&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Milk Choc Turkish Delight&lt;/span&gt;. Wtf &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;rose&lt;/span&gt;-flavored. Love Marks &amp;amp; Spencer's :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;____________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Boulevard a couple days ago. Changed quite a bit since my last visit there. There was this promotion thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SHYnvJu3CsI/AAAAAAAAAK0/i_BZIkcQL4A/s1600-h/game.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SHYnvJu3CsI/AAAAAAAAAK0/i_BZIkcQL4A/s400/game.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221404509002468034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Game thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depends on the slot your ball falls into, you get a prize. My dad threw the ball. The&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;red X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; indicates the place where were the ball to fall into, the 1st prize would be mine. Sadly, a malay woman got it. Our ball was just&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; inches &lt;/span&gt;from it! Boooohoo. Life's never fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SHYp1_5DOQI/AAAAAAAAAK8/pkgyQXuenuU/s1600-h/wonit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SHYp1_5DOQI/AAAAAAAAAK8/pkgyQXuenuU/s400/wonit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221406825643194626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was all i got. Pretty sad huh? The &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Chlorella Cereal&lt;/span&gt; is nice though. Try it! =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-4083928949466285358?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/4083928949466285358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/07/okayy-this-is-kind-of-filler-thing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/4083928949466285358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/4083928949466285358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/07/okayy-this-is-kind-of-filler-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SHYi60hl_rI/AAAAAAAAAKc/LvZ8s8_mAZQ/s72-c/bag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636250542840120885.post-8612918997458300334</id><published>2008-07-06T13:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T14:10:53.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, im lazy to post something long with pretty pics.&lt;br /&gt;So i compromise by writing this &lt;s&gt;meaningless&lt;/s&gt; short post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Surfed blogs, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;. Saw this blog/website test thingy.  Decided to try it out.&lt;br /&gt;Confident i'll get a very good score...since im such a nice polite gal =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Andd...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.oneplusyou.com/q/v/blog_cuss"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.oneplusyou.com/q/img/badges/blog_cuss_medium_107.jpg" alt="The Blog-O-Cuss Meter - Do you cuss a lot in your blog or website?" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Around &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;10.7%&lt;/span&gt; of the pages on your website contain cussing.&lt;br /&gt;This is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;7% MORE&lt;/span&gt; than other websites who took this test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lmao. What la. It's so not true. To further prove this, i give you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.oneplusyou.com/q/v/blog_cuss"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.oneplusyou.com/q/img/badges/blog_cuss_low_0.jpg" alt="The Blog-O-Cuss Meter - Do you cuss a lot in your blog or website?" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Around &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;0% &lt;/span&gt;of the pages on your website contain cussing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;This is &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;100% LESS&lt;/span&gt; than other websites who took this test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WTF!!&lt;br /&gt;That's not a profanity! Stands for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What The Fruit&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yeah riiight&lt;/span&gt;. Anyways, that proves my point.&lt;br /&gt;That's Kath's blog. It's &lt;s style="font-style: italic;"&gt;damn&lt;/s&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;CLEAN&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;IMPOSSIBLE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That site hates me =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-8612918997458300334?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/8612918997458300334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/07/okay-im-lazy-to-post-something-long.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/8612918997458300334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/8612918997458300334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/07/okay-im-lazy-to-post-something-long.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</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-8636250542840120885.post-1738327148001861324</id><published>2008-07-04T23:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T00:17:21.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey. You know what. I just remembered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what day today is. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Fourth of July&lt;/span&gt; lol.&lt;br /&gt;Been away so long that i forgot.&lt;br /&gt;Remembered 'cos i surfed other blogs and saw their posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Nostalgia.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vividest memory of this date.&lt;br /&gt;Was on the highway. Back &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;home&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Katy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Stopped midway and parked.&lt;br /&gt;To watch&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; lol.&lt;br /&gt;The only thing i remember bout &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Independence Day&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yep. Im very &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wuliao &lt;/span&gt;now. Too much stuff to blog. Too little time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chocs&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Boulevard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; Kath's &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;LEN&lt;/span&gt;. Only one Contact Len.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; My lens experience. Horrifying. Shows the true me. lol&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MBKS&lt;/span&gt; again. That's the future =)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will catch up on that. To the best of my ability =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Conflicting emotions...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Am  never to speak openly again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-1738327148001861324?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/1738327148001861324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/07/hey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/1738327148001861324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/1738327148001861324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/07/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</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-8636250542840120885.post-6484748887207721592</id><published>2008-07-04T23:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T00:50:01.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Recently, i couldn't online. Only during weekends =\&lt;br /&gt;Kath's so right. My blog missed lotsa stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Hers is more complete. lol&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, im trying my best laaa. Dun &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hiam&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;A lot of stuff occupying my mind now so...be understanding =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;July 03, Thurs.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last two periods (Phys) Ling and i &lt;s style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;bunked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;, as Kath wrote in her blog. I got reason la okaaayy. I had a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;bloody&lt;/span&gt; surprise, if you catch my drift. I refused to go home so i called my dad to get me what i needed from home. We waited in the Hall. Ling had to copy her &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maths&lt;/span&gt; standing in front of those kiddies xD Yeah im mean...i made her do it =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked my dad to get me my lunch too. So i didn't have to buy my own lunch lol. Ling got her dad to get her hers too. Hers was all&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; veggies&lt;/span&gt;. Eww &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;disgusting&lt;/span&gt;. Crazy weirdo. Mr. Eng saw us though. He was up there with his &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rotan&lt;/span&gt; O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, Wendy and Kath came to find us. They wanted cup noodles. We walked all the way to 7 eleven. I was hungry still and Ling was forced to go lol. Kath got Tom Yam, Wendy and i got Chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SG5NU_BPwPI/AAAAAAAAAKE/eIxLAAxGQEA/s1600-h/maggiemee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SG5NU_BPwPI/AAAAAAAAAKE/eIxLAAxGQEA/s400/maggiemee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219194041078366450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wendy being the Maggie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;dai yan ren&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, me looking unnatural with ice in my noodles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What? The soup was&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; hot&lt;/span&gt;! Putting ice in your cup noodles is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;weird, regardless of what Kath says. Wendy looks so...masculine, haha. Dontcha think she looks like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Crayon Shinchan&lt;/span&gt; with that pose? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ran all the way back to Bio Lab. Just to see a very disgusting scene. The dissection of a frog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SG5OjWwMA2I/AAAAAAAAAKM/GhyqqFAn-oQ/s1600-h/frog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SG5OjWwMA2I/AAAAAAAAAKM/GhyqqFAn-oQ/s400/frog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219195387479065442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Poor froggie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really sick. One was already sliced open. We could see the heart beating. The other one died before. Thinking bout it just makes me wanna barf. Once they even took away the chloroform (who told me &lt;i style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;chlorophyll&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt; huh?!)&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;and we all backed away screaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freaking &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;shit&lt;/span&gt; i almost peed in my pants. Cheryl and Daphne still dared to try slicing the dead one. Cheryl couldn't slice the skin off for some reason. Then Eric came in and tried, refusing to put down his bag. Go home and pray la guys, sure got &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bao ying&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst thing was, the alive but unconscious frog did&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; not&lt;/span&gt; get killed. They just threw it into a plastic bag. Should've killed it. It's freakin' torture arh. Imagine it's you there waking up and finding &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;your own bloody intestines hanging outta you!&lt;/span&gt; *Shudders*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SG5SmD2bsMI/AAAAAAAAAKU/jMVnj-3HWNY/s1600-h/nuts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SG5SmD2bsMI/AAAAAAAAAKU/jMVnj-3HWNY/s400/nuts.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219199831991103682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Aim: To investigate the energy value of various nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was our experiment. Definitely less gross by far. 20ml of water, burned a type of nut, then heated the water with the nut. It was pretty cool...until it stank like hell. The boiling tube was black with carbon or something. Wendy got her hands dirty while washing it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-6484748887207721592?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/6484748887207721592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/07/recently-i-couldnt-online.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/6484748887207721592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/6484748887207721592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/07/recently-i-couldnt-online.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SG5NU_BPwPI/AAAAAAAAAKE/eIxLAAxGQEA/s72-c/maggiemee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636250542840120885.post-4455521520364282993</id><published>2008-06-28T21:29:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T01:29:42.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomness</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT FACE="Matura MT Script Capitals" SIZE="+2" COLOR="#4E387E"&gt;Randomness&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just sorted through my phone pics. Found many that i meant to blog about but didn't. So this is a kind of random post.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Zhap zhap &lt;/span&gt;one-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting from the furthest in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SGZWQvpcdnI/AAAAAAAAAJk/u-C0KiCVjWI/s1600-h/permai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SGZWQvpcdnI/AAAAAAAAAJk/u-C0KiCVjWI/s400/permai.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216952064023492210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looong time ago. Taekwondo trip to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Permai&lt;/span&gt;. That's my cousin. His hair is like that cos we had &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;station games&lt;/span&gt;, one gives 2 points to each braid you manage to make. His group was an all-guy group. He had the longest hair so.....lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SGZgxi-wPmI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/VVN2r7lia7U/s1600-h/yellowbelt.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SGZgxi-wPmI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/VVN2r7lia7U/s400/yellowbelt.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216963622675168866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My yellow belt =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt; belt. Yays =] Wendy and her bro's still at&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="font-style: italic;"&gt;white&lt;/u&gt;. LOL. Sorry la guys =\ Wait till next time lorr xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SGZmLXxu-SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/6ZC06kF0fTI/s1600-h/lingmarriage.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SGZmLXxu-SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/6ZC06kF0fTI/s400/lingmarriage.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216969563902507298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ling's marriage announcement :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL she's so gonna kill me. Anyone wanna take a guess at who's the guy? Teck ____ changed his name =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;ADD ON:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Forgot to mention i had my hair cut. Not much difference.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So much easier said than done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-4455521520364282993?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/4455521520364282993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/06/randomness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/4455521520364282993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/4455521520364282993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/06/randomness.html' title='Randomness'/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SGZWQvpcdnI/AAAAAAAAAJk/u-C0KiCVjWI/s72-c/permai.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636250542840120885.post-1559509155942801177</id><published>2008-06-27T14:13:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T16:16:10.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cultural Village Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Im not gonna blog about Sports Day TWO.  Or Koperasi Day either.&lt;br /&gt;Cos i don't have enough pics for one, and i kinda forgot all the nicer parts.&lt;br /&gt;So content yourself by reading those events in other people's blogs =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT FACE="Matura MT Script Capitals" SIZE="+2" COLOR="#4E387E"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cultural Village Trip&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Saturday after Sports Day 4S2 went for a trip to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Cultural Village&lt;/span&gt;. For Civics Folio thingy. Wendy and i slept on the bus. And while we were both so vulnerable, those awful people we call our classmates all took out their cameras and took pics of us. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Embarrassing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SGSNsiipkPI/AAAAAAAAAIk/KpTDFwEjRSM/s1600-h/bridge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SGSNsiipkPI/AAAAAAAAAIk/KpTDFwEjRSM/s400/bridge.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216450064727773426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The bamboo bridge we decided to cross rather than taking the normal path.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SGSOV4WXjOI/AAAAAAAAAIs/YrYFe9Hdl3g/s1600-h/penan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SGSOV4WXjOI/AAAAAAAAAIs/YrYFe9Hdl3g/s400/penan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216450774956477666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Penan Hut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were doing the Penan for Folio. It was quite interesting actually. The guy was shaving long curly barks to make into a bunch. Decoration purposes?=\ Ling insisted on being in that pic =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SGSf1kojjLI/AAAAAAAAAJc/CcHJgF-FBio/s1600-h/ABCD0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SGSf1kojjLI/AAAAAAAAAJc/CcHJgF-FBio/s400/ABCD0013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216470011117538482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a guy standing in the back trying to cover himself with a cloth [he had tights on]. Ling told me he was waiting for me to take a pic of him changing. So i aimed the camera lens at him.....and he shouted at me-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SGSQ1BOqZTI/AAAAAAAAAI8/HtsbPfkIPww/s1600-h/me%2Bwendy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SGSQ1BOqZTI/AAAAAAAAAI8/HtsbPfkIPww/s400/me%2Bwendy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216453508939277618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SGSRt-N7kKI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-fCQZj7fIVA/s1600-h/page.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SGSRt-N7kKI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-fCQZj7fIVA/s400/page.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216454487383445666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Swings.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wheee~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We kept trying to kick the guys sitting on the benches. I managed to kick Yeong Huei's *toooooot* =] Not too hard of course. I took Wendy's shoe off while she was on the swing. Hilarious =) Wendy and i somehow managed to roll of the swing. They were all laughing at us =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SGSSi9-vtMI/AAAAAAAAAJM/MJ8oAMsQe_w/s1600-h/havingfun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SGSSi9-vtMI/AAAAAAAAAJM/MJ8oAMsQe_w/s400/havingfun.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216455397852820674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Having fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ling was trying to imitate her 2004 self during our Primary 6 trip to Cultural Village. It's the same place eh! She just needed to get rid of her &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;liu hai&lt;/span&gt;. Which she managed =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Last but not least:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SGSePDatqgI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Ooq8soim_YY/s1600-h/ABCD0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SGSePDatqgI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Ooq8soim_YY/s400/ABCD0001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216468249854454274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Joane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuck on kazillion stickers contributed by everyone. She had no idea until the wind started blowing some off, making it seem like a whirlwind of blue. It's was funny =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;PhotoScape rocks. Downloaded it from a link in Cheryl's blog. Yay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-1559509155942801177?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/1559509155942801177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/06/cultural-village-trip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/1559509155942801177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/1559509155942801177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/06/cultural-village-trip.html' title='Cultural Village Trip'/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SGSNsiipkPI/AAAAAAAAAIk/KpTDFwEjRSM/s72-c/bridge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636250542840120885.post-272834846271281259</id><published>2008-06-19T21:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T23:35:50.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sports Day ONE</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT FACE="Matura MT Script Capitals" SIZE="+2" COLOR="#4E387E"&gt;Sports Day ONE&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Had a&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; weird&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;s&gt;happy&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;impossible &lt;/span&gt;dream last night.&lt;br /&gt;All the important people were there. &lt;s style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wished it was the future.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was contented.&lt;br /&gt;Dreams were enough.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't look away.&lt;br /&gt;But im calm. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And that's all that matters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Edgar Tan Guo Wei&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;PANGSEH&lt;/span&gt; me. I was running around doing everything alone =[ They said i looked like a &lt;u&gt;Nanny&lt;/u&gt;. Bringing so many "children" gok. But i survived it. Your turn tomorrow, Edgar! Im gonna be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;free&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was disastrous. Walked all the way to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Crown Square&lt;/span&gt; for HK style food. Only mine was damned &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;spicy&lt;/span&gt;. I hardly touched it. The &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tao kay&lt;/span&gt; was decent at least. Refunded my money =p Ate leftovers from Ling and Wendy's lunch. So &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kelian&lt;/span&gt;! -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed seeing &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;some people&lt;/span&gt; running coz i was doing my duty. &lt;br /&gt;Heard it was funny. Saw &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;chicken&lt;/span&gt; XD I promised him a Moon Lolli. &lt;br /&gt;He was so happy=.= He won lots la. Just like last year. &lt;br /&gt;"Chicken climb tree" is an athlete &gt;.&lt; &lt;br /&gt;Crossing my fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;s&gt;I wanna know what you're thinking&lt;/s&gt;...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-272834846271281259?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/272834846271281259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/06/sports-day-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/272834846271281259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/272834846271281259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/06/sports-day-one.html' title='Sports Day ONE'/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</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-8636250542840120885.post-1937184977356794111</id><published>2008-06-18T21:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T21:56:43.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay. I found &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;New Moon&lt;/span&gt;! Wooo~ so darn happy. Waiting for my daddy to bring me go &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Spring&lt;/span&gt; to get it. But mana itu &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt; leh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wan Twilight!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been so busy. Being a normal prefect is already killing me. Other people AJK summore. I've hardly been in class today. But i learned lotsa stuff. Syok :D Booohooo gonna have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 whole days&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;u&gt;duty&lt;/u&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;under the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;s&gt;No &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ponteng&lt;/span&gt; for me =[&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda like my both my AJKs now. Got to know another cool AJK. Exchanged lotsa gossip with various people =p Yeah gossiping is my hobby. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go out tomorrow! See if i can slip out or not. Planned to shop. Gonna break a tradition ar. My job is to bring the athletes safely to their positions at the right time. Jiaksai la. Should give them timetable and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pangseh&lt;/span&gt; them there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt;. Gimme it =[ Edward's jaw is square. Even Stephenie Meyer describes it so. Some prefer to say it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sexy&lt;/span&gt;. Square! lol. Im desperate for&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Breaking Dawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;too. Kath your countdown timer looks faulty. So slow punya-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gonna have fun with a rat tomorow...xDDD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-1937184977356794111?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/1937184977356794111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/06/yay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/1937184977356794111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/1937184977356794111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/06/yay.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</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-8636250542840120885.post-2824392873887824816</id><published>2008-06-16T22:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T22:58:49.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday the 16th</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT FACE="Matura MT Script Capitals" SIZE="+2" COLOR="#4E387E"&gt;Monday the 16th&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Nothing that special.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, got&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; cheng-ed&lt;/span&gt; by my AJK. For talking during duty. She says it's my last &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;warning&lt;/span&gt;-.- Like i care. Feli says wait till next year, we're all gonna give 'em back all the crap they're giving us now. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;Just you wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, seems like Feli and I are gonna spend lotsa time together. Not that im complaining lol. I really like talking random stuff to her. Feels just like the past. Now i wonder how i ever got mad at her once upon a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;looooong&lt;/span&gt; time ago =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other stuffs. Went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Green Heights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mall&lt;/span&gt;. It was kinda small but packed with people. They said the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Maggie Mee&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Mineral Water&lt;/span&gt; was like &lt;u&gt;10cents&lt;/u&gt;. But you had to go early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SFZ5zM3M8RI/AAAAAAAAAIc/mdbWzW-EDXM/s1600-h/coldstorage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SFZ5zM3M8RI/AAAAAAAAAIc/mdbWzW-EDXM/s400/coldstorage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212487539260977426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My first Photoshop made banner thingy =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just took a couple of pics. There were people making &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Sushis&lt;/span&gt; on the spot, as well as fresh sausages and buns...but i was too busy to take anymore pics =p Saw quite a few people i haven't seen for a long time there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, i swear i went to every bookshop in Kuching. I can't find the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OR&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;New Moon&lt;/span&gt;! Wth you people. Vivian said there still was on Sat when she went. Unlucky me =[ Im only able to satisfy myself with the downloaded version of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eclipse&lt;/span&gt;. Booohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our class Tee is officially decided. We had some &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;arguments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt; with our Form teacher..but we won =p it's totally cool. Even Mami's got one. Can't wait to see it! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Btw go listen to &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Katy Perry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;I Kissed A Girl&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The freakin' radio version is &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;useless&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;You can read more at &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Cheryl&lt;/span&gt;'s blog. The original is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Just don't turn into lesbians you Malaysian girls,&lt;br /&gt;or awesome songs like that'll be banned forever in Msia =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Staring at Kath's countdown for Breaking Dawn....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-2824392873887824816?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/2824392873887824816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/06/monday-16th-nothing-that-special.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/2824392873887824816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/2824392873887824816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/06/monday-16th-nothing-that-special.html' title='Monday the 16th'/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SFZ5zM3M8RI/AAAAAAAAAIc/mdbWzW-EDXM/s72-c/coldstorage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636250542840120885.post-1840128357348545816</id><published>2008-06-14T00:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T02:00:40.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah...haven't been blogging, what's new lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've just finished our 2nd exams of the year. And bad news for me. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;s&gt;Failed my Add Maths.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  I surprised my tuition teacher till she was laughing kinda hysterically. She felt compelled to take half an hour of Maths to teach us tips and tricks -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the week after the next we're gonna have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Koperasi Day&lt;/span&gt; :D It's gonna be a busy day. Looking forward to it =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we've somehow signed ourselves up &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;willingly&lt;/span&gt; for a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Folio&lt;/span&gt; thing that was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;compulsory. Since when do we try to make our lives harder huh? Kath thought of it first...all her fault =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wendy, Ling and I in one group...Vivian, Kath and Daphne another. Ling is only there because her Malay's keng =p We're doing &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;barang kawalan&lt;/span&gt; arr. Wendy and i went to check on some prices just now before tuition =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couple days ago in Chem Lab. So bored. We decided to scrawl on each others' hands. It's interesting if you're able read the words =p Anyone saw their name yet..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SFKv9dBZ8vI/AAAAAAAAAIU/G46rsUkTjXI/s1600-h/ABCD0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SFKv9dBZ8vI/AAAAAAAAAIU/G46rsUkTjXI/s400/ABCD0004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211421189118489330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We scrawled our names on the other person's hand!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Si ai bin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wendy's hand was more colorful. I used G1. Nice :D Wendy used C4-.- Prickly. Only one part of my hand is in &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt; G1 ink. The red words lasted two days when all the black washed out already-.- Conclusion: G1 ink better than C4 ! lol~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Recently, reading&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; Stephanie Meyer's&lt;/span&gt; books.&lt;br /&gt;Finished &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt;. Finishing &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;New Moon&lt;/span&gt; by tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah im so addicted. Kath kept giving me spoilers.&lt;br /&gt;Edward's gonna&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; DIE&lt;/span&gt;! Bella can't save him! Why doesn't she like Jacob?&lt;br /&gt;He's hot arr. 108 or 109 Celsius =p A werewolf gok.&lt;br /&gt;Ling u're so slow! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ah Ma Kuan de Snail!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And Dadi finally gave me the CS3 installation. No use la. Dunno how to use lol. Gonna bug Kath into teaching me. When she gets her com right. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Teach me la, Edward!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-1840128357348545816?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/1840128357348545816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/06/yeah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/1840128357348545816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/1840128357348545816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/06/yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SFKv9dBZ8vI/AAAAAAAAAIU/G46rsUkTjXI/s72-c/ABCD0004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636250542840120885.post-5218841164414009916</id><published>2008-06-08T22:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T22:24:20.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh my gawwwwdd. Just now my blog was in a crap situation. All the posts disappeared and left a big blank with hearts falling! I still didn't know eh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like that for a couple of hours. Now i finally made it back to normal. Stupid HTML. I asked Kai to take some screenshots. Horrible terrible....and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;vegetable&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SEvpGTCF0QI/AAAAAAAAAIM/oZcPKFAvgUo/s1600-h/qvsD.tmp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SEvpGTCF0QI/AAAAAAAAAIM/oZcPKFAvgUo/s400/qvsD.tmp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209513688381640962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Blank punya!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gave me a&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; stupid&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;heart attack&lt;/span&gt;. Now it's back to normal =) I did something to my &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Links&lt;/span&gt; mar. I added some people and made it all center. So it made all my posts go to the bottom =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just back from dinner. Rushing to finish &lt;u&gt;Section A&lt;/u&gt; of my &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Biology&lt;/span&gt; project. Im so gonna copy &lt;u&gt;Section B&lt;/u&gt; tomorrow as well as&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Maths&lt;/span&gt;. We're gonna get back our test papers tomorrow! Omgosh &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kin tio&lt;/span&gt; lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaand Wei Lin a.k.a. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Pigtail &lt;/span&gt;created a new blog lor. Fresh from the oven! LoL. Got post gok wor. Keng~ We all support you Pigtail! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Back to school mood...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-5218841164414009916?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/5218841164414009916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/06/oh-my-gawwwwdd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/5218841164414009916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/5218841164414009916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/06/oh-my-gawwwwdd.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SEvpGTCF0QI/AAAAAAAAAIM/oZcPKFAvgUo/s72-c/qvsD.tmp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636250542840120885.post-7227088050383854157</id><published>2008-06-08T16:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T16:50:00.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey you&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4S2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; students.&lt;br /&gt;Yea &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SEubSNzxY3I/AAAAAAAAAH8/WxRqu79V9mY/s1600-h/class-tshirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SEubSNzxY3I/AAAAAAAAAH8/WxRqu79V9mY/s400/class-tshirt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209428131230868338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Choice 1: Monkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SEubdrz2QpI/AAAAAAAAAIE/_lTUJzXlRCY/s1600-h/class-tshirt+front+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SEubdrz2QpI/AAAAAAAAAIE/_lTUJzXlRCY/s400/class-tshirt+front+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209428328262812306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Choice 2: Heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Im tired so i'll cut the crap.&lt;br /&gt;Someone tried to &lt;s&gt;make our lives harder&lt;/s&gt; be nice.&lt;br /&gt;She created another front design for y'all to choose from.&lt;br /&gt;I kinda like the 2nd one larr.&lt;br /&gt;My dad says 1st one is cuter?&lt;br /&gt;Im a good gal, i go with his choice =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor said he liked the pattern in the background for the Heart one?&lt;br /&gt;I kinda agree eh. Maybe we could combine the two?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm i already told that to drunk edward.&lt;br /&gt;Who claims to be totally sober.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Yeah right lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you guys choose la. Im just posting it for fun.&lt;br /&gt;Edward's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;puhuay&lt;/span&gt; bout her com. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-7227088050383854157?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/7227088050383854157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/06/hey-you-4s2-students.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/7227088050383854157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/7227088050383854157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/06/hey-you-4s2-students.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SEubSNzxY3I/AAAAAAAAAH8/WxRqu79V9mY/s72-c/class-tshirt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636250542840120885.post-5297715430563707600</id><published>2008-06-08T16:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T16:38:25.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I deleted most of the past posts. Remember the days when i locked this blog?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah all those posts are DELETED.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The Heritage&lt;/span&gt; for lunch. It was a heavy lunch. And many of the dishes were kinda exotic. Well different la. Abnormal-.- No. Just special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were 9 people...including me. Whoopee~ it was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SYOK&lt;/span&gt;. My whole family plus Irene &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jie&lt;/span&gt;'s family *wink wink* We didn't go there just to eat lah. Got &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;important business&lt;/span&gt;. My dad even brought a file containing a big piece of red cardboard and a pen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They brought a d-cam and took pictures too. The waitress was like O_o when she saw my bro standing up to take a pic. Lol. Irene&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; jie&lt;/span&gt; was so cuteeeee. Smiling and blushing =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's raining like mad.&lt;br /&gt;I can't find the perfect pair of shoes&lt;br /&gt;Im tired as hell. Didn't finish any homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;My bio. My Bm. My Maths. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we got dinner again tonight. The place's opposite of The Heritage. With the same people gok. Kinda &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sianx &lt;/span&gt;right? Whatever. I get to eat. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Ciao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In search of my perfect pair of shoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Where are yooouu.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-5297715430563707600?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/5297715430563707600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-deleted-most-of-past-posts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/5297715430563707600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/5297715430563707600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-deleted-most-of-past-posts.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</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-8636250542840120885.post-5965026799595707749</id><published>2008-06-07T00:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T01:32:20.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt; MSN. Damn laaaaarrr. It keeps going all white (not responding) the very second i press 'sign in'. I swear it hates me. So i keep signing in and out. It's not my fault&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; okaayy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN it lags there for about&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; 10 minutes&lt;/span&gt;. After it finally signs in, it disconnects again after 5secs.&lt;br /&gt;Either that or i remain online but im really not even online.&lt;br /&gt;It just shows that im online. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When im not&lt;/span&gt;. Jeez.&lt;br /&gt;And nobody can send or receives any messages to and from me.&lt;br /&gt;That's why i have been reduced to communicating by SMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;And i &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;wondering why nobody find or reply me&lt;/u&gt; XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kath gave me a very good suggestion. I will poke it with&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; a chopstick &lt;/span&gt;when i find the &lt;u&gt;hole&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;But it's a kind of virtual thingy in my com, right? Can't poke it without damaging my com.&lt;br /&gt;And im not even sure i can poke. Unless maybe poking my screen? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to top it up, my internet connect &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;sucks ass&lt;/span&gt;. Yeah you heard me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Maybe it was your ass??&lt;/s&gt;  *Ahem*&lt;br /&gt;It lags like hell eh. Just because my bro's downloading stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;Watch out people. HELL JUST CAME TO KUCHING. Well only my part of Kuching-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i can't even watch Xiaxue's newest Guide to Life.&lt;br /&gt;About driving as i was informed, very hilarious. Life just hates me, right?&lt;br /&gt;And her newest post makes me wanna be a waitress :3&lt;br /&gt;Two more days to go for hols. One actually since it's Saturday now.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday will be awesome. But Monday will be &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna see all you Kuching High &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;freaks&lt;/span&gt; i &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; so much on Monday bright and early.&lt;br /&gt;Ima gonna so be cranky!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soz,enjoy your last of the hols larrr. Still got tons of projects ler.&lt;br /&gt;But im happy, gonna see everyone and start being crazy again.&lt;br /&gt;Kathleeeen is weird. She is know officially known as Edward. Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy hols, y'all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-5965026799595707749?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/5965026799595707749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-hate-msn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/5965026799595707749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/5965026799595707749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-hate-msn.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</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-8636250542840120885.post-5997265447948476672</id><published>2008-06-06T13:22:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T13:51:05.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay im feeling so much better. After last night i mean.&lt;br /&gt;Ah whatever, just ignore my last &lt;s style="font-style: italic;"&gt;vulgar&lt;/s&gt; post thing with all those words. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt; you all. For voting Edward Cullen. With the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sexy jaws&lt;/span&gt;. lmao! Yeah you got it right, im pissed about that! I only love the two other people who voted for Ben.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Whoever you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;4S2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;students of 2008.&lt;br /&gt;Here's the deal. Our class T design is out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SEjQDLS9ARI/AAAAAAAAAHk/FiC7ZsMDTKM/s1600-h/class-tshirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SEjQDLS9ARI/AAAAAAAAAHk/FiC7ZsMDTKM/s400/class-tshirt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208641722044449042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The front design.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three cute monkeys! 'Caz we're&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;monkeys&lt;/span&gt;. It's sooo cute. There's something in the background too...if you look closer =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SEjNK0amTwI/AAAAAAAAAHc/OVrXa75OE7Y/s1600-h/class-shirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SEjNK0amTwI/AAAAAAAAAHc/OVrXa75OE7Y/s400/class-shirt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208638554806570754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here's the back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all our names in two big feet. It's doesn't mean we're smelly though. Some lucky people got nicknames in eh. Like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;KathLyn&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;JJ&lt;/span&gt;. Unfortunately, im not one of them. But there's not much difference really...lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I, personally love it. What do you think? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last three days of absolute freedom...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-5997265447948476672?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/5997265447948476672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/06/okay-im-feeling-so-much-better.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/5997265447948476672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/5997265447948476672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/06/okay-im-feeling-so-much-better.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SEjQDLS9ARI/AAAAAAAAAHk/FiC7ZsMDTKM/s72-c/class-tshirt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636250542840120885.post-6278110874517902272</id><published>2008-06-05T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T23:55:11.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fcuk. Fuck. Fcuuuk. Damn it can't i just say fuck in my own blog?&lt;br /&gt;It's been shitty these couple days.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so damn sick of it. Fine, whatever &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; say.&lt;br /&gt;Like i care a fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you say, i do it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; way.&lt;br /&gt;Just don't rub your mud-covered ass to &lt;span&gt;my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;face okaayy??!!&lt;br /&gt;You can have your fun. But i get tired, i get&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Im not a nice sweet tempered gal i always force myself to be.&lt;br /&gt;I hate it. I hate pretending.&lt;br /&gt;But here's what i gotta say:&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;FUCK OFF Y'LL!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;Jeez, i feel so much better now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-6278110874517902272?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/6278110874517902272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/06/fcuk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/6278110874517902272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/6278110874517902272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/06/fcuk.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</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-8636250542840120885.post-4895416376067148896</id><published>2008-06-05T01:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T02:27:03.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;second&lt;/span&gt; post of the day. Go me. First of all, i wanna say....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I HATE YOOOH,, KATHLEEN HONG!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SEbP6i8Nq4I/AAAAAAAAAHE/oNJuIAd_5JQ/s1600-h/page+prince+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SEbP6i8Nq4I/AAAAAAAAAHE/oNJuIAd_5JQ/s400/page+prince+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208078623819279234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Total hottie. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay Kathleeeen made a banner thingy of him. Wheeee~ Recently, Kath, Wendy and i are crazy 'bout British Hotties. Well, only 3 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;special &lt;/span&gt;ones =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Edward Cullen (Robert Pattinson) - Kathleen Hong's&lt;br /&gt;Edmund Pevensie (Skandar Keynes) - Wendy Wong's&lt;br /&gt;Prince Caspian (Benjamin Barnes) - Huey's   &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;s&gt;do not touch or i'll decapitate you.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She made 3 of Edward Cullen a.k.a. Robert Pattinson-.- Her &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; yeesh. Wait till i get my pendrive back. I'll make lots of Ben just because i can. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to Kath's blog for more info about them. She took the trouble to find stuff bout them. Love her for it! Haha. There's a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;poll&lt;/span&gt; too. Go take it and remember to vote for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Ben Barnes&lt;/span&gt;! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay lar he's a bit old for me. And too tall-.- Oh well who cares. Age is not a factor...!! Lol. And i'll wear 5 inch heels for him :p If i ever go London and am lucky enough to meet him =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.celebheights.com/s/1512Female.html"&gt;Click Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And many celebs have the same &lt;s&gt;short&lt;/s&gt; height as me okay!! Yeesh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, i remembered something, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; To the person who's birthday is today lol. If your birthday is today and you do not know me, then it's not for you =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay lar, to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Kyo&lt;/span&gt; who's birthday is today (or yesterday since it's past midnight), &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;June 4th&lt;/span&gt;....a very &lt;u&gt;Happy Birthday&lt;/u&gt; to you! I don't think you read my blog but hey, at least i can say i did something right? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalala~ Almost forgot it was your birthday eh, until you reminded Wendy and i =) Oh and Wendy said sorry for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kacao&lt;/span&gt;-ing you like that. Im sorry for daring her to do that too haha. Bad surprise present? Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now fulfilled my promise to apologize on behalf of Wendy, it's up to you to read it :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Life's good....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And i actually love Kath lol....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-4895416376067148896?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/4895416376067148896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/06/yeah-second-post-of-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/4895416376067148896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/4895416376067148896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/06/yeah-second-post-of-day.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SEbP6i8Nq4I/AAAAAAAAAHE/oNJuIAd_5JQ/s72-c/page+prince+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636250542840120885.post-100664971457494263</id><published>2008-06-04T23:37:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T01:19:55.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring-ing!</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT FACE="Matura MT Script Capitals" SIZE="+2" COLOR="#4E387E"&gt;Spring-ing!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went ta Ling's house for project. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yeah right. &lt;/span&gt;We went ta &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;tHe Spring.&lt;/span&gt; Wheee~ my mom found out in the end though. Don't know how she did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First we went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;MANGO&lt;/span&gt; because what i wanted was to buy a dress. Ling was gonna help her mom buy shirts too. But couldn't find colors she liked, so we scrammed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really remember the sequence but we went to lotsa shops. Many were clothes shops such as D&amp;amp;D, Padini, Friends Boutique etcetera etcetera. I tried out a couple of dresses but didn't suit me laaaaa haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SEa8NxBtPDI/AAAAAAAAAF8/5Iwlt0IAo5c/s1600-h/jiaopants.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SEa8NxBtPDI/AAAAAAAAAF8/5Iwlt0IAo5c/s400/jiaopants.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208056963785374770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wrinkly pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this boutique, forgot the name, cool man. I saw the above pants. Omg so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jiao!&lt;/span&gt; Made me think of dadi...haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We passed &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;MPH&lt;/span&gt;. I wanted to go in ler. But in the end we didn't have time. *sobs* There was a cardboard cut-out of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Astronaut Guy&lt;/span&gt;. Ling said she saw a poster of&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; Narnia&lt;/span&gt; few days ago. Awww..!! I'd seriously snatch the poster if i saw it lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SEa_EfO9McI/AAAAAAAAAGM/gEeeBmMZF-Q/s1600-h/narnia+books.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SEa_EfO9McI/AAAAAAAAAGM/gEeeBmMZF-Q/s400/narnia+books.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208060102925169090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Narnia books! I wanna!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw 'em in the window. Aww want them so much! I got &lt;u&gt;The Lion, the Witch and Wardrobe&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;Prince Caspian&lt;/u&gt; already. I need the other five! My birthday's on..*wink wink* haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ran 'round the first floor too. Went into &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Roxy&lt;/span&gt;---Kath's favorite lol. I browsed through the shorts, pretty but expensive leh. I can only look, don't even dare touch leh! Okay la...got touch, never buy lol. Besides those, we saw &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;pig skin shoes&lt;/span&gt;. They were wrapped in plastic...scare Muslim people touch-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SEbEhQ7VkmI/AAAAAAAAAGU/MjEXQEzS7Qk/s1600-h/pigskinshoes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SEbEhQ7VkmI/AAAAAAAAAGU/MjEXQEzS7Qk/s400/pigskinshoes.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208066094859129442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pig Skin Shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tokiwados&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kaya Balls&lt;/span&gt; for high tea. I even ordered donuts in chocolate. Not the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Big Apple&lt;/span&gt; ones la...too many people. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Beh tahan&lt;/span&gt; queue ler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we did crazy stuff. We went into a shop selling disks. No Narnia :( but we went around laughing at the covers of movies and dramas. There was one that looked like... Okay looked like two people we know who we've paired up ourselves without their knowing! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yuyu&lt;/span&gt;+ &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bubu&lt;/span&gt;!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we went into all the electronics shop(?). Those that sold MP3s, pendrives, cameras and such. Saw a family portrait of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bubu&lt;/span&gt;!! Omg it looked like it. Just didn't dare risk a picture =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had lunch. Actually only i had lunch. Went into&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Food &amp;amp; Tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Reminds me of our &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Primary 6 Gathering&lt;/span&gt; this year...cos we had dinner there too^^ The wait was scary, Ling kept scaring me saying &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yuyu &lt;/span&gt;or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Papaya&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gas Tang's&lt;/span&gt; gonna&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; chiong&lt;/span&gt; in any minute. Jeez la u!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SEbH32xxnRI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Xio3EPeKJCE/s1600-h/number1table.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SEbH32xxnRI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Xio3EPeKJCE/s400/number1table.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208069781511576850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sat at Table 1. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kiasu&lt;/span&gt; meh? lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SEbI1NvWP7I/AAAAAAAAAGk/7lWYtfOya2M/s1600-h/beefnoodle.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SEbI1NvWP7I/AAAAAAAAAGk/7lWYtfOya2M/s400/beefnoodle.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208070835647430578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My beef noodles i ordered. Yumms!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SEbJwOpbB5I/AAAAAAAAAG0/e8myEwUrppI/s1600-h/dessert.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SEbJwOpbB5I/AAAAAAAAAG0/e8myEwUrppI/s400/dessert.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208071849503295378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My strawberry dessert =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SEbKC1Vu28I/AAAAAAAAAG8/UrwgBov_2EQ/s1600-h/blackbeauty.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SEbKC1Vu28I/AAAAAAAAAG8/UrwgBov_2EQ/s400/blackbeauty.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208072169127336898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ling's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Black Beauty&lt;/span&gt;. Suits her =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was a great day. Ling went to buy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;milk&lt;/span&gt; before going home. Yeah she's &lt;u&gt;pregnant&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gas Tang's&lt;/span&gt;. LOL! *hides before Ling assasinates me* Haha. My parents found out but they didn't scold me. Yays!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-100664971457494263?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/100664971457494263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/06/spring-ing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/100664971457494263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/100664971457494263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/06/spring-ing.html' title='Spring-ing!'/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SEa8NxBtPDI/AAAAAAAAAF8/5Iwlt0IAo5c/s72-c/jiaopants.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636250542840120885.post-1261393652117774865</id><published>2008-06-01T23:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T23:13:26.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Regina Spektor - The Call</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay i just finished watching &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Narnia:&lt;/span&gt; Prince Caspian&lt;/span&gt; for the second time. And i still love it like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For all of you who watched, remember the last part? That touching moment where Susan kissed Caspian...? It gives me tingles just remembering :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your memory serves you well, there was a song for that part. Gosh it was beautiful and fitted exactly. It was a bittersweet moment. I took pains to find the name of that song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Regina Spektor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;The Call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go download it! It's so niceeeee. I &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt; it totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;          It started out as a feeling&lt;br /&gt;Which then grew into a hope&lt;br /&gt;Which then turned into a quiet thought&lt;br /&gt;Which then turned into a quiet word&lt;br /&gt;And then that word grew louder and louder&lt;br /&gt;'till it was a battle cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll come back..&lt;br /&gt;When you call me&lt;br /&gt;No need to say good bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because everything's changing&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't mean it's never been this way before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you can do is try to know who your friends are&lt;br /&gt;As you head off to the war&lt;br /&gt;Pick a star on the dark horizon&lt;br /&gt;And follow the light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll come back when its over&lt;br /&gt;No need to say good bye&lt;br /&gt;You'll come back when it's over&lt;br /&gt;No need to say good bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we're back to the beginning&lt;br /&gt;It's just a feeling and no one knows yet&lt;br /&gt;But just because they can't feel it too&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't mean that you have to forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let your memories grow stonger and stonger&lt;br /&gt;'til they're before your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll come back&lt;br /&gt;When they call you&lt;br /&gt;No need to say good bye&lt;br /&gt;You'll come back&lt;br /&gt;When they call you&lt;br /&gt;No need to say good bye    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll come back, when you call me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-1261393652117774865?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/1261393652117774865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/06/regina-spektor-call.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/1261393652117774865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/1261393652117774865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/06/regina-spektor-call.html' title='Regina Spektor - The Call'/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</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-8636250542840120885.post-3302745250776582368</id><published>2008-06-01T16:46:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T17:36:34.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Narnia: Prince Caspian</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT FACE="Matura MT Script Capitals" SIZE="+2" COLOR="#4E387E"&gt;Narnia: Prince Caspian&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just watched &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Narnia: Prince Caspian&lt;/span&gt; last night. I am totally and utterly &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in love &lt;/span&gt;with the cast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie was amazing! Granted there were some deviations from the actual plot of the story in the book, but it made it all the more exciting. Got confused at some points, but it was on the whole,&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt; A&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Z&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SEJmC-GutSI/AAAAAAAAAFE/rAw4T64v_Fs/s1600-h/Prince+Caspian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SEJmC-GutSI/AAAAAAAAAFE/rAw4T64v_Fs/s400/Prince+Caspian.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206836320410711330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Best poster pic of &lt;u&gt;Ben Barnes&lt;/u&gt; portraying Prince Caspian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SEJoXU0IXaI/AAAAAAAAAFM/um4sCjTBEyM/s1600-h/Narnia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SEJoXU0IXaI/AAAAAAAAAFM/um4sCjTBEyM/s400/Narnia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206838869127355810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A nice scene from the movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SEJlaoiNk3I/AAAAAAAAAE8/fblAOVgBHXY/s1600-h/Ben+Barnes+in+The+Chronicles+of+Narnia+Prince+Caspian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SEJlaoiNk3I/AAAAAAAAAE8/fblAOVgBHXY/s400/Ben+Barnes+in+The+Chronicles+of+Narnia+Prince+Caspian.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206835627425633138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Prince Caspian, looking utterly hot in his armor. Flanked by Narnians.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot right? I now take back my words on not liking sweet gentlemanly Brits. I repent...lol. Brits have sexy accents =p All of them i mean. I like the way Peter says '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cair Paravel&lt;/span&gt;'. It sounds nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SEJo5PUS_tI/AAAAAAAAAFU/abgUtNt0PRk/s1600-h/Peter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SEJo5PUS_tI/AAAAAAAAAFU/abgUtNt0PRk/s400/Peter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206839451767209682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;High King Peter, The Magnificent a.k.a. &lt;u&gt;William Moseley&lt;/u&gt; =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SEJpOBd3LaI/AAAAAAAAAFk/W3lCzNC4vDw/s1600-h/Edmund.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SEJpOBd3LaI/AAAAAAAAAFk/W3lCzNC4vDw/s400/Edmund.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206839808826486178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Edmund (Skandar Keynes). Wendy luuurves him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SEJqfRDWE5I/AAAAAAAAAF0/PvhRDfMflq4/s1600-h/Premier.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SEJqfRDWE5I/AAAAAAAAAF0/PvhRDfMflq4/s400/Premier.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206841204579636114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In real life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's an interview with Ben Barnes....Click &lt;a href="http://www.scoop.co.nz/multimedia/tv/entertainment/8689.html%20"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful scenes. Wonderful costumes. Wonderful  plot. You just can't miss it. Excuse me while i go watch it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;again&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-3302745250776582368?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/3302745250776582368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/06/narnia-prince-caspian.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/3302745250776582368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/3302745250776582368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/06/narnia-prince-caspian.html' title='Narnia: Prince Caspian'/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SEJmC-GutSI/AAAAAAAAAFE/rAw4T64v_Fs/s72-c/Prince+Caspian.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636250542840120885.post-8730274124469113313</id><published>2008-05-28T21:17:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T22:48:09.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Astronauts Waste Time (and money)</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT FACE="Matura MT Script Capitals" SIZE="+2" COLOR="#4E387E"&gt;Astronauts Waste Time (and money)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay it wasn't fun. At all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dadi didn't go for some reason. Kath didn't wanna go. Ling was a lazy pig. I skipped Phys cos Wendy forced me to go=) Replacing it tomorrow-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, Stadium Perpaduan was big. I didn't even know there was such a place in Kuching. Not that i remember where it is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SD1lhYQbwEI/AAAAAAAAAEk/5ZCZ9Wln5ro/s1600-h/top+view.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SD1lhYQbwEI/AAAAAAAAAEk/5ZCZ9Wln5ro/s400/top+view.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205428368431628354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Top view, 'caz i was bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SD1o-YQbwFI/AAAAAAAAAEs/yitBQmDjb6w/s1600-h/many+people.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SD1o-YQbwFI/AAAAAAAAAEs/yitBQmDjb6w/s400/many+people.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205432165182718034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The view. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;People mountain people sea&lt;/span&gt;. Taken during &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Negaraku&lt;/span&gt; =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first few hours was taken up by a couple of people giving speeches. Boriiing. Then the guy stood up and everyone was like rushing up to take pictures of him. We remained boringly seated watching the rabid fans surround him trying to steal his astronaut suit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He showed us vids of him in ISS. Eating peanut butter and biscuits. Drinking a drop of floating water. Sleeping. Wow it was SO entertaining...not. Someone shoot me. He just kept talking and repeating &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;terapung-apung&lt;/span&gt;. Yeah yeah, we get it, you were floating...big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought stuffs from the stalls near the entrance. One creepy old guy said my name. Ewww but he said it &lt;u&gt;right&lt;/u&gt;. He was icky. That's why i hate wearing school uniforms...the stupid tag screaming out your name, jeez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay no more bout that. I wanna watch &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;NARNIA&lt;/span&gt;! Like as in, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Prince Caspian&lt;/span&gt;. Gosh i bought the book, but hell i wanna see the movie. C'mon peoples, jio me out see! Ben Barnes is shuai =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SD1tr4QbwGI/AAAAAAAAAE0/IQeMm8tVdK8/s1600-h/NarniaPrinceCaspian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SD1tr4QbwGI/AAAAAAAAAE0/IQeMm8tVdK8/s400/NarniaPrinceCaspian.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205437344913277026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;See? He is! lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NnbUlIHrqvY"&gt;Prince Caspian&lt;/a&gt;: Him talking :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-8730274124469113313?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/8730274124469113313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/05/okay-it-wasnt-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/8730274124469113313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/8730274124469113313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/05/okay-it-wasnt-fun.html' title='Astronauts Waste Time (and money)'/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SD1lhYQbwEI/AAAAAAAAAEk/5ZCZ9Wln5ro/s72-c/top+view.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636250542840120885.post-4282313119290785045</id><published>2008-05-27T23:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T00:47:01.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Holidays are &lt;u&gt;boring&lt;/u&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, when it's school term, you whine n grumble about how life sucks? How everything seems to go at such a fast pace? Well, during hols, things go a such a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;slow snail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;pace. i wanna &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;scream&lt;/span&gt; already! And i don't think you wanna see a pic of me screaming, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went jogging with Daddy before dinner. Daddy, not&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; dadi&lt;/span&gt;. Lol. The air was fresh and so invigorating! Gosh i haven't been outdoors for a long time. Except there's this part where the sewers smell like &lt;u&gt;rotten shit&lt;/u&gt;. Even though shit cant possibly be rotten...i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-style: italic;"&gt;Gigantic Rabbit&lt;/span&gt; and I are gonna go school for the Astronaut Trip Thingy. Okay i do not know what it's about. Just that we're gonna hear Dr. SMS talking bout his experiences in space&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; by burning our country's money! &lt;s&gt;Which is money from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;us&lt;/span&gt; taxpayers.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Oh well, blog about it after maybe. I'll try not to strangle him when i see him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh well, what i want is my &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;pendrive&lt;/span&gt; back!&lt;br /&gt;Wheeee~ gonna get &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;photoshop installation&lt;/span&gt; thanks to yours truly, DADI!&lt;br /&gt;Woots~ and a couple of photos too. That is, if he's going tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, this Saturday we're going Permai! Wooo...fun. Too bad none of the other &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jiaos &lt;/span&gt;are going. Aww...im gonna be so lonely. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We haven't had our Koperasi Day stall meeting yet. Vivi's gotten &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt; braces. I wan them! And holidays are&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; booooooriiing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE END&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-4282313119290785045?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/4282313119290785045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/05/holidays-are-boring-you-know-when-its.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/4282313119290785045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/4282313119290785045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/05/holidays-are-boring-you-know-when-its.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</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-8636250542840120885.post-5760870223450221692</id><published>2008-05-25T22:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T23:21:28.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teacher's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT FACE="Matura MT Script Capitals" SIZE="+2" COLOR="#4E387E"&gt;Teacher's Day&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Two days ago it was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Teacher's Day&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All prefects (including me, Wendy, Ling) had to fulfill our prefect duties by first, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;arriving at 6.30 in the morning!&lt;/span&gt; Yep &lt;u&gt;morning&lt;/u&gt;. It was all dark and stuff. Scary!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we met up, everyone having the same facial expression (which was groggy), we walked around trying to look busy. To escape extra work from AJKs ma! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Wendy pulled out the card she bought a couple days ago at &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Popular&lt;/span&gt;. There was cool looking bear on the cover. Inside were like little boxes next to nice adjectives like 'nice', 'cool', 'funny' etc. We ticked 'em all. There was also a blank space for us to write whatever we want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We put &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;tidak sederhana&lt;/span&gt;. LoL!&lt;br /&gt;And we wrote it was from &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Da' Jiao Family&lt;/span&gt; on the envelope.&lt;br /&gt;We all signed (except for Kath who's signature was forged).&lt;br /&gt;He was soooooooo touched =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the rest of the day was spent by trying to get out of whatever work we had to do, running around and talking. The performances for Teacher's day was pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Malay dance. It was uhh....indescribable lol.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Breakdancing--damn cool. An exciting performance by our Form 4 guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Modern dance. It was quite nice. But a lot of people were tired from watching (not to mention screaming at) the exciting breakdancing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jimmy having a go. The audience was clapping non-stop. Too bad there was some problem with the music which kinda ruined it a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;A band (The Atomic Boys?) singing '7 Minutes In Heaven' by &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fall Out Boy&lt;/span&gt;. That performance really got the audience screaming. Really good job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Wendy and I got ditched. Jeez they went to Parkson 'cause their duty's over. We still have Station Games for the teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SDl-OYQbwDI/AAAAAAAAAEc/4Npfs3meJN4/s1600-h/Station5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SDl-OYQbwDI/AAAAAAAAAEc/4Npfs3meJN4/s400/Station5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204329629897965618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Station 5. Our station. Drawn by me =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10 nails&lt;/span&gt;, you are required to place &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all 10 nails&lt;/span&gt; on top of&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; a&lt;/span&gt; nail which is nailed to a board. Sound impossible? It's isn't! But im not gonna say how. Figure it out yourself :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't go and watch &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Narnia&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Prince Caspian&lt;/span&gt;. Boy, that sucks. All i did was walk around the damned &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;golden triangle&lt;/span&gt; with Ling. And i only had 2hours of sleep before i had to go to Chem tui &gt;&lt;"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The price for liu-ing is heavy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-5760870223450221692?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/5760870223450221692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/05/teachers-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/5760870223450221692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/5760870223450221692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/05/teachers-day.html' title='Teacher&apos;s Day'/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SDl-OYQbwDI/AAAAAAAAAEc/4Npfs3meJN4/s72-c/Station5.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636250542840120885.post-3131458512468766549</id><published>2008-05-22T22:41:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T00:34:27.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT FACE="Matura MT Script Capitals" SIZE="+2" COLOR="#4E387E"&gt;Last Day&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wheeee~ Exams are finally over! I feel the breath i've been holding these past two weeks finally released.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today no one was in the mood to study. Everyone was chit-chatting and laughing like mad, ignoring&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Papaya&lt;/span&gt;'s requests (more like demands) for absolute silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i regretted doing that and not revising Civics (just a teeny weeny bit) because it was&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Hell&lt;/span&gt;. I've &lt;u&gt;never&lt;/u&gt; taken such a hard Civics exam in my 3 whole years of taking Civics exams. It was full of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;akta-aktas&lt;/span&gt; and what &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;peranan&lt;/span&gt; of whatever &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;badan&lt;/span&gt;. Maths was better though...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All prefects had to stay back today. Preparation for tomorrow Teacher's Day. Attendance is compulsory for all prefects. Mr. James liked this idea, so he decided to make it compulsory for us 4S2 students too...YAY (smell the sarcasm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of random stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Prefect Room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;dirty&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;cluttered&lt;/span&gt;. Thought prefects should be neat and tidy...? Yeah right, dream on.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's harder to find &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;one guy&lt;/span&gt; in Kuching High than catching Wendy doing something &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;non-embarrassing&lt;/span&gt;, which i assure you...is extremely hard.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Using Crepe paper to make &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;roses&lt;/span&gt; are pretty! But i wonder why they add &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt; pens on the stalks of the roses..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tomorrow....&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Wake&lt;/span&gt;                                     : 5.30am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;                                       Reach school&lt;/span&gt;                                : Before 6.30am&lt;br /&gt;                 &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;                                       Movies&lt;/span&gt;                                                     :12.00pm (hopefully~)&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;                                       Lunch &lt;/span&gt;: After Movies&lt;br /&gt;                   &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;                                       Back Home &lt;/span&gt;:                                       Before 4.00pm lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Life's as boring as ever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-3131458512468766549?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/3131458512468766549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/05/last-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/3131458512468766549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/3131458512468766549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/05/last-day.html' title='Last Day'/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</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-8636250542840120885.post-913061886851859647</id><published>2008-05-19T13:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T16:01:05.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wheee~ last week of exams. And yet, im still procrastinating. *Bangs myself on the head* Psh whatever. That's just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put "I don't wanna be me." in my MSN nick. Someone asked me bout it. Here's wad happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Friend&lt;/span&gt;: who do u wanna be den?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: Huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Friend&lt;/span&gt;: u say u dun wanna be u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: o.O&lt;br /&gt;*a minute of silence*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Friend&lt;/span&gt;: nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, im so proud of showing you guys one of my most&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; intelligent&lt;/span&gt; conversations ever. Actually, i didn't know what to answer...and i suspected the person wasn't herself. Lol. You know who you are *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now...thinking of exams and promises and all that, im gonna say something i'd nvr thought i'd &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;ever&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; say. &lt;s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish to be one of those &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;kiasu&lt;/span&gt; ppl! Studying everyday, no TV shows, no internet...having as much a life as a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No offense intended to cows and their grass-eating relatives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wesak Day&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Reminds me of studying...don't ask me why! lol. Was supposed to go to Kath's house. But then Wendy said im supposed to go her house. So i got confused but it didn't matter as it was almost 12 noon anyways. She's out with her family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kath's forgot about it all lol. So im guessing im not going anymore haha. Half an hour more to go den i'll have to go &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bai bai&lt;/span&gt;. Hmm that reminds me, we went to the temple yesterday too! To ask about stuff~! This should give u an idea....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SDEtVdfcfTI/AAAAAAAAAEU/kOWapm7DHqU/s1600-h/o_wedding_dress7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SDEtVdfcfTI/AAAAAAAAAEU/kOWapm7DHqU/s400/o_wedding_dress7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201988891306655026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine her in this gorgeous dress! Not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt; laaa. Haha pretty right? Love the folds in the dress~ Maybe i'll get one like that for my wedding. Yeah riiiight...like 10 years later when dresses like that are out of date already lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just made a new &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nuffnang Poll&lt;/span&gt;. Do me a favor n &lt;u&gt;take it&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hours&lt;/span&gt; changing the color (among other stuff) from&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; pink&lt;/span&gt; to&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; orange &lt;/span&gt;to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;grey&lt;/span&gt; to black to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt; and finally settling for the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;original blue&lt;/span&gt;. Yea i know, what a waste of time. I want bright colors! But unfortunately all the bright colors are too bright, so im trying to be considerate and so chose an eye-friendly color.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Any Nuffnanger who's ever made their own poll should know what i mean.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im kinda sick of my layout eh. Gonna find a new one after exams...if i remember.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-913061886851859647?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/913061886851859647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/05/wheee-last-week-of-exams.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/913061886851859647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/913061886851859647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/05/wheee-last-week-of-exams.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SDEtVdfcfTI/AAAAAAAAAEU/kOWapm7DHqU/s72-c/o_wedding_dress7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636250542840120885.post-1404321670476037404</id><published>2008-05-15T23:31:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T14:37:26.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today we had Chemistry exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omfg &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it was pure &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;torture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! wtf which teacher came up with those questions...?! How in hell were we supposed to know the chemicals used to dry hydrogen, decipher the funny picture thingies i've only seen &lt;u&gt;once&lt;/u&gt; in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BIO&lt;/span&gt;. And what's the damned color of a whatever Co and Cr ion huh??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blasted teacher. Blasted questions. On top of that i lost 10 marks already. Im gonna flunk it so badly i'll make a new record. Next to Chemistry in my report card, im gonna get &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;-10&lt;/span&gt; -.- *Takes a deep breath* Okay hyperventilation completed. Hah i didn't faint...yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon i got a SMS saying by tonight at 11pm there's gonna be a radiation thing so we must switch off our phones, computers and etcetera. This was what it said :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Please switch off all your hand phones, laptops, and computers by 11pm tonite. According to Metro. A large wave of radiation will be released. Please forward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;11.48pm&lt;/span&gt; now. My computer, my bros' laptops and all our hand phones haven't gone &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KABOOM&lt;/span&gt; yet. Maybe it's a new evil plan formulated by the government to save energy. If anyone gets this message tomorrow, be stupid and turn off your phones and computers like just now, do it the day after that too...and again after that lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam's not over yet! We're having Bm 2 and BI 1 tomorrow. *Crosses fingers* Good luck to all ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-1404321670476037404?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/1404321670476037404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/05/today-we-had-chemistry-exams.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/1404321670476037404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/1404321670476037404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/05/today-we-had-chemistry-exams.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</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-8636250542840120885.post-4988350691021379323</id><published>2008-05-10T22:38:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T00:24:19.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jordan Knight ft. Deborah Gibson - Say Goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't planning on blogging, really i swear! Just that i was sorting out my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mp3s&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? Omgomgomg!&lt;br /&gt;I just found a song Kath sent me some time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Jordan Knight ft. Deborah Gibson&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Say Goodbye&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah it's an old song. But i &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; it.&lt;br /&gt;It&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; teman&lt;/span&gt;-ed me throughout all of last year end, okay? I got feelings for it lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it all turns dark,&lt;br /&gt;When people told me they don't care a fuck,&lt;br /&gt;I listened and swallowed it all in,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And i just didn't dare to dream. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;not anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;You don't wanna say goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;But you never really seem like you wanna try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;If you didn't listen to your heart inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;then it really doesn't matter what was on your mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I especially loved these lines. I felt happy though they were symbolically sad in essence.&lt;br /&gt;The memories they stir...i refuse to delve into that abyss again.&lt;br /&gt;How everything changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-4988350691021379323?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/4988350691021379323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/05/jordan-knight-ft-deborah-gibson-say.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/4988350691021379323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/4988350691021379323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/05/jordan-knight-ft-deborah-gibson-say.html' title='Jordan Knight ft. Deborah Gibson - Say Goodbye'/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</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-8636250542840120885.post-2864032722915224148</id><published>2008-05-08T22:13:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T14:38:27.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taggy taggy~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Matura MT Script Capitals;font-size:+2;color:#4e387e;"&gt;Taggy taggy~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Monday, May 5, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Got tagged by Vivian and KathLyn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Thursday, May 8, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Realised i got tagged by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Vivian and KathLyn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Saturday, May 10, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Answered the &lt;s&gt;damned&lt;/s&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;old unsimplified Chinese&lt;/span&gt; questions with minimal vomiting of blood. I congratulate myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Okay, im doing Kath's since i saw her tagged first, though in reality Vivi tagged me first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;游 戲規則：被點到名字的要在自己的博客裏寫下自己的答案，然 後去掉一個你最不喜歡的問題再补上一個你的問題，仍然組成20個問題，傳給其他10個人，列出其 他10個需要回答問題的人的名字，還要到這10個人的博客裏留言通知對方----你被點名了，被點名者不得拒絕回答問題，完成遊戲的人將會永遠得到大家的 祝 福。這10個人要在自己的博客裏註明是從哪裏接到的，並且再傳給其他10個人，讓遊戲繼續下去，不得囘傳。被點到名字的人將會得到大家的祝福，並且所有美 好的 願望都會在不久的將來實現。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;1. 如果你有特异功能， 你会干什么？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Build my life to be what i want it to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;2. 最满意你身体的哪一部分？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Err... i'd say eyes=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;3. 认为自己哪一个优点最讨人欢喜？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;O.o my weirdness...? Or maybe that's what people hate the most about me lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;4. 希望有个怎样的恋爱？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Hmms....fairytale xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;5. 你最想去哪个地方？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Anywhere, relaxing with my friends, for a long period of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;6. 最受不了自己哪个缺点？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Saying things i shouldn't...at times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;7. 如果有不开心的事情，你会怎么办?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Cry or formulating evil plans in my head. What? It makes me feel better :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;8. 最害怕失去的东西？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Friends....and my good points i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;9. 现在最想做的事？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Finish with the freaking exams and get on with hols!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. 若遇見喜歡的人，你會怎樣做？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Haha. Depends on the situation duh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. 说出点你名的人的3个优点。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Ehhh...i have to do this 2 times...?! Fine, for Kath: Emo, Hyperactive, Influential xD. Vivi: Cute, Pretty, Amusing. lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. 你最希望你的另一半对你做的一件事？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Err... How about...love me forevermore? Not possible, but i still wish it xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. 在生命里，你觉得最困扰你的是什么？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Constant stress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. 你最讨厌怎样的人？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Double-faced. Don't ever talk shit behind my back and let me catch you.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. 你最难过的事情?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Get ignored by whoever i deem as an important person in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. 你的梦中情人长什么样子？&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Faces don't matter, it's the personality that counts =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. 你认为遇到什么样的事情才会令你觉得人性很黑暗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;No friends. No one that cares.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. 如果能让你实现一个愿望，会是什么？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Have a perfect life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. 至今，你最遗憾的是什么？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Not cherishing what i have until it's gone. People, places and my old lifestyle...i miss you guys! T_T &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. 觉得人生最重要的事情是什么？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Nothing...? Live your life the way you want it, no regrets=) cos there's no definite important thing~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我点：-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Everyone on my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Links&lt;/span&gt; who haven't been tagged.&lt;br /&gt;Anyone else who wants to be tagged.&lt;br /&gt;Those who read my blog regularly, GET A BLOG AND BE TAGGED. If you haven't already :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-2864032722915224148?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/2864032722915224148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/05/taggy-taggy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/2864032722915224148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/2864032722915224148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/05/taggy-taggy.html' title='Taggy taggy~'/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</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-8636250542840120885.post-4685753903849267216</id><published>2008-05-03T21:37:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T22:26:41.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's been a looooooong day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Gerko &lt;/span&gt;Day. But i didn't go. Cos i was lazy. So i slept in late. Then had brunch with parents outside as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i went to school for my usual Taekwondo. Whoopee....! Im gonna be a &lt;u style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;yellow belter&lt;/u&gt; SOON. *Sticks tongue out* lol. While &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;some&lt;/span&gt; people are gonna stay white belters :D Okay lar, i feel bad cos it's partly my fault=\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no i don't feel bad. Cos that person got her revenge today. She kicked me during practice. I go a boo-boo. Luckily my cous had a plaster handy=) And &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt; keep &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chao2&lt;/span&gt; me for some info on my cous. It was weird. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEXT----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;tHe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Spring&lt;/span&gt;. Lol, that's how they type it in the newspapers~ Walked around. Went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ta Kiong&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SBxueIpWcCI/AAAAAAAAADc/AmmjNUVQjGA/s1600-h/doritos.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SBxueIpWcCI/AAAAAAAAADc/AmmjNUVQjGA/s400/doritos.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196149534074761250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Doritos. I heart them :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SBxu3YpWcDI/AAAAAAAAADk/rKUd0jYCoTI/s1600-h/taco.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SBxu3YpWcDI/AAAAAAAAADk/rKUd0jYCoTI/s400/taco.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196149967866458162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Taco shells! Omgosh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg omg omg...!! Doritos and tacos! *Drools uncontrollably* Okay, that's disgusting but i absolutely &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt; them. I didn't know you could get them here. Awww reminds me so much of the US. Tacos are the best i tell you! Just that....my mom won't buy them for me :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we SS sudents are having a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;last-minute-before-exams-seminar-thingy &lt;/span&gt;at MBKS Audi. There's gonna be only a half an hour break for lunch only. So my parents decided to let me bring stuff there for my lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SBxw5YpWcFI/AAAAAAAAAD0/MVpW6tsqI5M/s1600-h/peoples.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SBxw5YpWcFI/AAAAAAAAAD0/MVpW6tsqI5M/s400/peoples.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196152201249452114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Many people huh? The line never ends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep that's Big Apple Donuts and Coffee. It was my first time there=) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;People mountain people sea arh!!&lt;/span&gt; I bought half a dozen. My dad said 2 would be enough [which is true] but i didn't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt; to choose between all the delicious flavours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SBxyQIpWcGI/AAAAAAAAAD8/lB661J29qlc/s1600-h/donut+menu.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SBxyQIpWcGI/AAAAAAAAAD8/lB661J29qlc/s400/donut+menu.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196153691603103842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Whoa. All the different flavours. Doughnut menu=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SBxzUYpWcHI/AAAAAAAAAEE/lM4fjqfZ40Q/s1600-h/bigappledonut.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SBxzUYpWcHI/AAAAAAAAAEE/lM4fjqfZ40Q/s400/bigappledonut.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196154864129175666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The box.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SBxz7YpWcII/AAAAAAAAAEM/kselaYpGO5g/s1600-h/donutsinside.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SBxz7YpWcII/AAAAAAAAAEM/kselaYpGO5g/s400/donutsinside.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196155534144073858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The &lt;u&gt;doughnuts&lt;/u&gt; i love to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;death&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone wonders, yes i do love &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;chocolate&lt;/span&gt; a lot. lolx. The only non-choc one is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Say Cheese&lt;/span&gt;, which incidentally, is the only doughnut name i remember. It's covered with New Zealand cheese. Yumms!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the question is...which one to bring and which one &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; to? Hmms. Tough one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-4685753903849267216?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/4685753903849267216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-been-looooooong-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/4685753903849267216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/4685753903849267216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-been-looooooong-day.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SBxueIpWcCI/AAAAAAAAADc/AmmjNUVQjGA/s72-c/doritos.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636250542840120885.post-4604651792415335768</id><published>2008-05-02T00:00:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T14:37:42.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fishies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Matura MT Script Capitals;font-size:+2;color:#4e387e;"&gt;Fishies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay i know i know, haven't updated. But im gonna cut the crap cos it's late and i've just decided to blog a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is like....&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Labour's Day&lt;/span&gt;. Wheeeee~ aka &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Family Day&lt;/span&gt; [for me anyways. Red for Love~ xD]. Woke up very late. Got a few messages from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wuliao&lt;/span&gt; people *ahem ahem* i don't think they're gonna message me anymore after reading this *cough cough* lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my parents and i went for brunch. Late brunch too. Then we went wad Kampung Goelit (something like that lol) and looked for some fresh fishies. Yeap we found a lot, fresh from the fishing boats. They were icky, slimy and had that fish smell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom bought some small squid, and fish called&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; jana&lt;/span&gt; or something. Well, that's what my dad said. My mom cooked the squid and fish already so no pics. Sorries. Extras are in the fridge, don't make me go take them out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While i was there i saw a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;humongous&lt;/span&gt; fish. Some buyers were weighing it so i got to see the weight. It was a whooping &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11kg&lt;/span&gt;. Like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ohmyfrickin'dearness&lt;/span&gt; that's  HUGE. Too bad they were blocking it so i couldn't take any pics. It was bent in a C shape, so my dad said it's not fresh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay i know, &lt;u&gt;excuses&lt;/u&gt;. I&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; do&lt;/span&gt; have one pic though. I took it quickly before they saw lol. I don't even know what it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SBnst4pWcBI/AAAAAAAAADU/IP9YIrnYB2Q/s1600-h/crabthingys.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SBnst4pWcBI/AAAAAAAAADU/IP9YIrnYB2Q/s400/crabthingys.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195443918192668690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Crab &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thingamabobs&lt;/span&gt;. Something like that :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'd like to point something out: I can't find any fat people there. I looked up, looked around, looked into the drains, even into the murky water where many kids were swimming: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no fat people!&lt;/span&gt; Which means....im the only fat person for miles. How depressing T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-4604651792415335768?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/4604651792415335768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/05/fishies.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/4604651792415335768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/4604651792415335768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/05/fishies.html' title='Fishies'/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SBnst4pWcBI/AAAAAAAAADU/IP9YIrnYB2Q/s72-c/crabthingys.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636250542840120885.post-838457590345081412</id><published>2008-04-24T22:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T22:56:50.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>Yep. Long time no post. Wasn't and still isn't in the mood for it but im gonna write something short anyways. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Before i login to Cabal and am dead to the world=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT FACE="papyrus" SIZE="+1" COLOR="#F778A1"&gt;Friends....&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does it stop at a difference in gender?&lt;br /&gt;Is it impossible with a variance in status? [and i don't mean wealth]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'd like to think it is possible. I'd like to think it doesn't affect a friendship. and i'd like to think it doesn't always have to end that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This few years i've learned it is possible...and totally natural. I've learned to be me, stopped being awkward and all that crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your thoughts: totally wrong. Your ways: done through your mistaken perceptions. It's not my fault, not my guilt to bear....so don't blame it on me. Think it over for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, for making it all awkward.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, for killing a few dozen brain cells of mine.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, for ruining my mood for a short part of today.&lt;br /&gt;Most of all.....&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thank you, &lt;/span&gt;for ruining our friendships so royally. It won't be the same ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;And it's not worth it. At all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-838457590345081412?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/838457590345081412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/04/friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/838457590345081412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/838457590345081412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/04/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</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-8636250542840120885.post-6620623426285907922</id><published>2008-04-15T22:03:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T00:51:04.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I Wanna Say</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT FACE="Matura MT Script Capitals" SIZE="+2" COLOR="#4E387E"&gt;What I Wanna Say&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna so revert back to my style of expressing for this post. Bear with me=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, even the best of friends can get in a fight. Once upon a time, two individuals will stick with each other every scorching minute in the Malaysian heat. But such perfection never lasts...like what the poet says in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sonnet 18&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok crap im bringing in Literature. Vote for me in Asian's  Lamest  Blog-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How come it seems like my social web is falling apart? Strand by strand. Ever since that incident, everything differed. I thought it couldn't affect me....&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how very wrong i was&lt;/span&gt;. Just because i sought to forgive rather than to despise; to put aside rather than to let it control me. Is what i do wrong?&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I feel like im being suffocated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;FONT FACE="Tempus Sans ITC" SIZE="+1" COLOR="#BDBDBD"&gt;I don't know if what i do is right, i have no confidence that it'll make things any better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes, im just too tired. Tired of being logical, thinking and planning my next move...considering their every move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, it's just me. You get what you see. That's all i ever wanna be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna live up to any expectations...i just wanna be me. Is that so hard to comprehend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care what im &lt;span style="font-style: italic;" &gt; supposed &lt;/span&gt;to do, what im supposed to say. Can't i say what &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" &gt;i &lt;/span&gt;wanna say? Are my feelings such a disgrace?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't really matter. What i feel, i have no shame in admitting. What i do, i will always bear responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somethings just can't be said. But i try anyways. Secrets and Lies...aren't they more damaging?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i apologize...i &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" &gt;do&lt;/span&gt; mean it. I say what i gotta say, i do what i gotta do. At least i tried my best, at least i did something. &lt;u&gt;No regrets&lt;/u&gt;. Ever.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;FONT FACE="Freestyle Script" SIZE="+2" COLOR="#BE81F7"&gt;It's my life. I live it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; way. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-6620623426285907922?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/6620623426285907922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-i-wanna-say.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/6620623426285907922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/6620623426285907922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-i-wanna-say.html' title='What I Wanna Say'/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</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-8636250542840120885.post-2467896932014181105</id><published>2008-04-13T23:18:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T00:54:05.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taekwondo Dilemmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT FACE="Matura MT Script Capitals" SIZE="+2" COLOR="#4E387E"&gt;Taekwondo Dilemmas&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot my belt. I like freakin' forgot my &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;lousy useless worthless&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;white belt&lt;/span&gt;. Yea i know it's plain and stupid and i don't even like it anyways BUT....i &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;needed&lt;/span&gt; it. So i was like freaking out. Almost to the point of me pulling my hair out. But then thankfully, my cous borrowed one for me. Ah i do love him much=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SAInmk7E0kI/AAAAAAAAACk/5zfVQIZVZ04/s1600-h/mybelt.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SAInmk7E0kI/AAAAAAAAACk/5zfVQIZVZ04/s400/mybelt.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188753264384201282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Worthless white belt being it's worthless self among my worthless stuffs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had to wait till our names were called again cos we missed it the first time due to my belt crisis. The guy called me.... &lt;u&gt;Ng Mei &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. Like wtf, dude, we waited so long LEH and you still dare insult me! I am not a plate of fried &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rice Vermicelli&lt;/span&gt;. And yes i looked that term up-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SAIvoU7E0lI/AAAAAAAAACs/GkiJPoa2Cw0/s1600-h/beehoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SAIvoU7E0lI/AAAAAAAAACs/GkiJPoa2Cw0/s400/beehoon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188762090541994578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is what fried &lt;u&gt;bee hoon&lt;/u&gt; looks like.&lt;br /&gt;Warning: This is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not me&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it was our turn, i was unlucky enough to be in the front row.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Damn you stupid guy that doesn't know how to pronounce my name properly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; I think i did well...to a point. The last two moves which was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;something kicking&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;four direction&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one-or-another&lt;/span&gt; i totally froze. I kept doing it wrong so i got pissed and waited till they finished with my arms on my hips. Very &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;da pai&lt;/span&gt; hor? *Hits self on the forehead*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that was fine i guess.  We had to wait, wait and more waiting. Because i was following Feli's car home. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I took pics of Feli and Amy! Along with a loooong video of them "testing"!&lt;/span&gt; Muahahah. But im not sure i can post it here. Oh well. Wasn't clear anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SAIzTU7E0nI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ZhDKCwoCKTA/s1600-h/dbku.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SAIzTU7E0nI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ZhDKCwoCKTA/s400/dbku.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188766127811252850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The signboard thingy that says "DBKU"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SAIz4k7E0oI/AAAAAAAAADE/http27LSWDg/s1600-h/green+tips.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SAIz4k7E0oI/AAAAAAAAADE/http27LSWDg/s400/green+tips.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188766767761379970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Blurry pic of Green Tips. Or whatever you call them. Can't see their green tips even. Tipu laaa. You guys are &lt;i&gt;obviously&lt;/i&gt; Yellows. *Runs before getting slapped* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Wendy didn't go today. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Told you to ask whether you're father knows the way. Told you to confirm earlier. Told you not to do things last minute&lt;/span&gt;. Haha i sound like my mother. My phone was in my bag when she called me. My dad said she called him too. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wtf dun hiao my dad la.&lt;/span&gt; Lol. My dad didn't know the way either. If not i go with Feli for what? Shiok?! So she didn't go, along with her bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Will she be mad at me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Will she and her bro forfeit the money they paid for their belts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Will they remain white belters forever?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tune in next time for the answers and more xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-2467896932014181105?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/2467896932014181105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/04/taekwondo-dilemmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/2467896932014181105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/2467896932014181105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/04/taekwondo-dilemmas.html' title='Taekwondo Dilemmas'/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SAInmk7E0kI/AAAAAAAAACk/5zfVQIZVZ04/s72-c/mybelt.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636250542840120885.post-2968002345708456144</id><published>2008-04-09T15:30:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T00:41:46.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phys and food</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT FACE="Matura MT Script Capitals" SIZE="+2" COLOR="#4E387E"&gt;Phys and food&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay i changed the date of this post to the day it happened. I couldn't online that day so im posting it now. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's was Phys tuition at room 3. Ling had it with me as a replacement &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;because she had dinner on Monday. &lt;/span&gt;So we talked and talked and yadda yadda. Actually, 70% of the words are coming out of her mouth, me &lt;s&gt;pretending to listen&lt;/s&gt; listening to her avidly and not doing any work. lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then suddenly i saw this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SABnPcZmIzI/AAAAAAAAAB8/CnpyCS3opwQ/s1600-h/shoeless.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SABnPcZmIzI/AAAAAAAAAB8/CnpyCS3opwQ/s400/shoeless.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188260285750059826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Our famous Phys tuition teacher going KAKI AYAM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SABn58ZmI1I/AAAAAAAAACM/OUcLAboiIcw/s1600-h/shoes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SABn58ZmI1I/AAAAAAAAACM/OUcLAboiIcw/s400/shoes.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188261015894500178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;His shoes. And someone's red sleeve. Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's so gonna kill me. We have CCTV marr... Let's hope he won't go counting the tables and find the exact position where i took the picture to find my identity and assassinate me. Lol *prays*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For supper i went to Jalan Song. Yummies. Kath: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;u always go jalan song for ur supper ha?&lt;/span&gt; Lol reminds me of that time Lyni saw me fall-.- Actually i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tripped on the frickin' over-da-pian stairs&lt;/span&gt; cos i was SMSing. Unfortunate enough to be witnessed by someone *sobs* Nah it was memorable. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SABp1MZmI2I/AAAAAAAAACU/QBT1LigrFHA/s1600-h/burger.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SABp1MZmI2I/AAAAAAAAACU/QBT1LigrFHA/s400/burger.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188263133313377122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My &lt;b&gt;pork&lt;/b&gt; burger with &lt;u&gt;cheese and egg&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SABqQcZmI3I/AAAAAAAAACc/zPQmI_JlJcg/s1600-h/dumplings.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SABqQcZmI3I/AAAAAAAAACc/zPQmI_JlJcg/s400/dumplings.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188263601464812402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Yummy dumplings. I prefer the meat ones to the veggie ones though&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I wanna go on diet!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I wanna stop eating fabulous high-calorie foods for supper!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;I dun wanna become a short AND fat person.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;But i can't....im gonna be a ball soon=\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-2968002345708456144?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/2968002345708456144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/04/phys-and-food.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/2968002345708456144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/2968002345708456144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/04/phys-and-food.html' title='Phys and food'/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j3ueaSU26Ps/SABnPcZmIzI/AAAAAAAAAB8/CnpyCS3opwQ/s72-c/shoeless.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636250542840120885.post-1656465835866654954</id><published>2008-04-09T00:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T00:38:44.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Debates</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT FACE="Matura MT Script Capitals" SIZE="+2" COLOR="#4E387E"&gt;Debates&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends and i stayed back after school to watch debate. We, of course, supported our class team...4S2=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First speaker : Seth Chew the PM...lols&lt;br /&gt;Second speaker : Datin Seri Cheryl Chu aka Deputy Minister&lt;br /&gt;Third speaker : Datuk Kuok Kim Chern aka &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Old Man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Btw, they're the government, supporting the fact that &lt;u&gt;homework &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IS&lt;/span&gt; a burden to students&lt;/u&gt;. I say hell yeah! lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the formalities, our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;supposed&lt;/span&gt; Prime Minister started his speech. He was pretty nervous since he got a bit tongue-tied but i think his speech went well. i read a bit of their speech and it was so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cool&lt;/span&gt; man. there was one point that said homework is actually considered &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;child labour&lt;/span&gt; in some parts of the world.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I wanna go live there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Cheryl was best speaker and very &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;very &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;keng&lt;/span&gt;. Dadi was damn keng also. Both of them were great speakers and very &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;zhen4 ding4&lt;/span&gt; replying the POIs of the opposition. They have great minds. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pei Fu&lt;/span&gt;=) I actually love their &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jue4 zhao1&lt;/span&gt; lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Sorry but you are taking too much of my time, please sit down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;KENG! The opposition can only &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bin ci ci&lt;/span&gt; and sit down. Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also went to watch 4S4 compete with 4T. We only heard the 2nd speaker of 4T and 3rd speaker of 4S4 speak but that was enough for us to conclude : 4T is being slaughtered. 4S4's 3rd speaker is so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;damn good&lt;/span&gt;. Even better than our class's DM and Datuk. Incidentally, she was best speaker. No surprises there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't have time to catch 4S1 and 4S5 compete. But it was okay. 4S5 won=) Woots! Good news everywhere lols. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4S2&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4S4&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4S5&lt;/span&gt; to the next round! Wheeee~ wish you guys good luck on Thurs :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-1656465835866654954?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/1656465835866654954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/04/debates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/1656465835866654954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/1656465835866654954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/04/debates.html' title='Debates'/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</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-8636250542840120885.post-2218574489417261603</id><published>2008-04-08T20:46:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T00:01:48.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Essays and Lunches</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT FACE="Matura MT Script Capitals" SIZE="+2" COLOR="#4E387E"&gt;Essays and Lunches&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was an essay-writing competition today. All four of us took up writing &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;my plans for the future &lt;/span&gt;and made it sound so typically us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kath wrote it simple and concise about getting &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;borangs, &lt;/span&gt;being kicked out of school and being sent to NZ. lolz.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wendy wanted to further her studies, get a job, get a good man and die at the age of 70 'cos she's unhealthy. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Like wtf? Where have i heard that before? Hmm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wrote about studying graphic design =) I also wanted to add "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;being an international blogger&lt;/span&gt;" lol. But, i ended my essay with "&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;To Be Continued...&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;cos there wasn't enough time=\I put those in bullets in hope it would be easier to read. Considerate me xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kath, Wendy and I skipped last period to buy our lunches. Cos Kath, Yun n i were gonna stay back to watch debate. We ran across two main roads full of traffic to reach our precious food. We ran even harder back. But as we got there...the back door was closed. We had to wait outside until it opened again=\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ordered sweet and sour prawn rice. They gave me rice with some unidentified objects. The prawns still had their heads and legs intact and were cooked with flour. Which made them look big and icky. Dadi even asked me..."Eeee Mei Huey, wad is that?!" I think you can imagine the extent of the ickyness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:100%;" &gt;I want photoshop! Someone lend me the disk &gt;_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-2218574489417261603?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/2218574489417261603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/04/essays-and-lunches.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/2218574489417261603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/2218574489417261603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/04/essays-and-lunches.html' title='Essays and Lunches'/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</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-8636250542840120885.post-5425761110222535898</id><published>2008-04-06T23:00:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T01:03:21.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some of you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;might&lt;/span&gt; have noticed i haven't posted anything lately. *perasan* lolz. Okay, for all of you who &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;did &lt;/span&gt;notice, i was couldn't touch the computer for months...okaaayy days. When i did, i was busy doing stuffs. what i did these few computer-less days:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Went Jimmy's house~ [Okay this was long ago. lols]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Went on a Trip! Post pics later maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Skipped Taekwondo! [Not to mention countless classes]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Took pics of me and mom doing housework=) *inserts "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pretend&lt;/span&gt;" somewhere* haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Did the report for the pics. [Okay not me. It's was someone else=)]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wrote a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Resignation Letter... &lt;/span&gt;wtf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: courier new;"&gt;Thoughts for Sat.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;Bravery&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- Being frightened of something, yet doing it anyways. Was almost there, yet couldn't touch the finish line. Total wuss. So sorry...to and for, myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did Mami's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Friend Test. &lt;/span&gt;It was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HARD. &lt;/span&gt;Cos i really don't know him much haha. I got 40%...which was courtesy of &lt;u&gt;pure luck&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;DaJiaoFam questions&lt;/u&gt;. Those were totally easy lols. Now i get why even &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dadi&lt;/span&gt; din get that high a score. Kath really needs a medal. She got 80%. Insanity right there. Anyone wanna try their luck blind-clicking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://profiles.friendster.com/23259988"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;мami's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;ƒriendster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;ρrofile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRY IT! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also did this completely random test thingy. It was &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;utterly&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;wrong.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Okay only the front part. My thoughts now : &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sorry&lt;/span&gt;;  my feelings about life: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is it you?&lt;/span&gt; Lol. Sorry to the guys' names whom i mentioned in there. I laughed when i read the result...totally wrong lol&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca%20href=" hid="1669715" onclick="window.open('/redirect.cgi?b='+b64_srckey+'&amp;u='+escape(makeCompleteURL('http://www.oicq88.com/88/love.html')), '_blank');return false;" onmouseover="window.status=makeCompleteURL('http://www.oicq88.com/88/love.html');return true" onmouseout="window.status='';return true"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca%20href=" hid="1669715" onclick="window.open('/redirect.cgi?b='+b64_srckey+'&amp;u='+escape(makeCompleteURL('http://www.oicq88.com/88/love.html')), '_blank');return false;" onmouseover="window.status=makeCompleteURL('http://www.oicq88.com/88/love.html');return true" onmouseout="window.status='';return true"&gt;http://www.oicq88.com/88/love.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If your result is as wrong as mine, please tell me. We'll sue them together. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636250542840120885-5425761110222535898?l=intricatedreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/5425761110222535898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/04/some-of-you-might-have-noticed-i-havent.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/5425761110222535898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636250542840120885/posts/default/5425761110222535898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricatedreamz.blogspot.com/2008/04/some-of-you-might-have-noticed-i-havent.html' title=''/><author><name>YuKii ❤</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13895636604545970141</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></feed>
