<?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-18991191</id><updated>2011-07-08T04:36:30.103+08:00</updated><category term='images'/><category term='pictures'/><category term='Friendster is depressing.'/><category term='what&apos;s this? labels? test test test.'/><category term='Shiqi&apos;s ain&apos;t the normal shiqi anymore );'/><category term='I get uglier each day'/><category term='Hmmm'/><category term='Missed me right? 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Ohkay'/><category term='I need to be emotionally strong'/><category term='but you people can&apos;t see anything. :/ I WANT TO BLOG (exclaimation mark'/><category term='think before you do things to me.'/><category term='pleaseee.'/><category term='leisure'/><category term='shopping fanatic'/><category term='fanatic'/><category term='i&apos;m stressed.'/><category term='joke'/><category term='outings'/><category term='Mother&apos;s Day and I&apos;m pissed with my mother'/><category term='emotional'/><category term='Someone cheer me up please...'/><category term='festive. pictures'/><category term='SABOSABOSABO. :l'/><category term='i can&apos;t post .'/><title type='text'>-BLESSEDBE</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>482</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-7308849631213177695</id><published>2009-07-23T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T21:20:14.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Reasons of me not blogging:&lt;br /&gt;1) There's too much to update.&lt;br /&gt;2) I'm too lazy.&lt;br /&gt;3) I think no one bothers to read anymore.&lt;br /&gt;4) I'm busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That shall conclude my poly life right now (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-7308849631213177695?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/7308849631213177695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=7308849631213177695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/7308849631213177695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/7308849631213177695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2009/07/reasons-of-me-not-blogging-1-theres-too.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-2041778396426555935</id><published>2009-04-19T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T16:58:05.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;i hate my life, i hate school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-2041778396426555935?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/2041778396426555935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=2041778396426555935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/2041778396426555935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/2041778396426555935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-hate-my-life-i-hate-school.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-906327357896168435</id><published>2009-04-19T00:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T00:57:28.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey sorry for the lack of updates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been really busy with work (yes I've been working!), and now I'm busy with school. School will be starting in prolly a tad bit more than 48hours. I am so excited to meet new friends! Orientation was fun! I really love meeting new people, some chance to widen my social circle. I want to put down my past, (though I had a few lovely friends, I'll still remember you guys! No worries) and embrace the future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School will be put to a whole different level now... I'm so going to need independance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES POLY &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IS&lt;/span&gt; ABOUT INDEPENDANCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group is important, but then we'll be meeting different people and no one will be in the same class for a year! Unless you are lucky, damn lucky. You can be in the same damned class for 3 years. WOW then you'll be a very lucky person aye... I'd call you a stalker, laugh out loud*. However it is possible for that to happen here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh yes, I totally hate seeing people wearing gladiators with what..?! jeans skirt. Ok maybe depends on how you match it, but gladiators with jeans skirt sucks. I've seen old people wearing it, OMG?! GROSSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok i am very tired so i'm going off nowwwww tata~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-906327357896168435?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/906327357896168435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=906327357896168435&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/906327357896168435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/906327357896168435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2009/04/hey-sorry-for-lack-of-updates-ive-been.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-4452226440213280348</id><published>2009-02-23T22:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T23:03:10.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>religious/churches</title><content type='html'>Right I have been wanting to blog about this for some time, but I didn't have the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I know this is a sensitive issue, however I'm only blogging about my view on it. I am not trying to stir anything. You can disagree or agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) How many of you (by you I mean, freethinkers) have been pulled to church by a friend before? &lt;br /&gt;2) How many of you had gone to church once and then being 'forced' back due to peer pressure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been in a Christian school for 10yrs and I don't distaste Christians or whatsoever. In fact I do somewhat believe in Christ. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not very strong as yet though&lt;/span&gt;) I was exposed to church only when I was 16. I went there because my friend kept bugging me to go.. I couldn't reject her all the time, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went there once. Yes the people there are very friendly, I can't deny. Talked/chatted and some of them got hold of my number. After that, you'll recieve msges from them asking "So are you coming to church next wk?" "Are you coming?(:" "Hey, we all missed you, when will you be back?". Right I only went there once. FRIENDLY. Aren't they a little bit over friendly? I saw them once, and a wk later they missed me. It's not as if I'm a very fun person to be with, what's there to miss?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to a church service again, as to accompany my friend. I thought I'd be fine. I went there once and the pastor asked if we're ready to accept Christ. I pondered. However I went up because the people there kept 'forcing' me to. I was so new to it, I didn't even know what it meant by going up there, so is my friend. Okay so I realised that I was a Christian bcos of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay wth. Nevermind that isn't the point of this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;THE POINT IS.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea why the people from Church tend to "force" you to go back for every single service. Okay maybe they're just being kind to save us. But sometimes it gets irritating you know. What's the point of making us commit to Christ when some people don't even understand? They just recruit ( yes I use the word recruit) people for the sake of recruiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The church is only trying to expand themselves. -.- COMMERCIALISED. I hate commercialised churches! I think about half the population don't understand the true meaning of being a Christian. And all they do is write on their blogs "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God has a plan for me..&lt;/span&gt;" Yes wtf, even if God has a plan, you'll still need to do something right! If not God can't continue with his plan, damn it. So what if you're a Christian? It means you don't have to work hard to get the things you want? Very funny. I think God doesn't work that way. You will need to work hard too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K NVM i feel like ending this post. I'm sorry if I angered anyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-4452226440213280348?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/4452226440213280348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=4452226440213280348&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/4452226440213280348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/4452226440213280348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2009/02/religiouschurches.html' title='religious/churches'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-1676785611693385384</id><published>2009-02-18T00:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T00:09:06.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm smiling and that is because of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss your smile, your voice and your laughter. I am finally smiling (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;from my heart&lt;/span&gt;) after a long while, because of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s:I know I have been blogging like this for quite a while, haha, I really dont have the time for long posts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-1676785611693385384?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/1676785611693385384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=1676785611693385384&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/1676785611693385384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/1676785611693385384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-smiling-and-that-is-because-of-you.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-8691414126191303895</id><published>2009-02-16T12:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T19:02:02.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's day!</title><content type='html'>Valentine's day?&lt;br /&gt;Do you all have a valentine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it there's valentine's day but no singles day? It's unfair that there's a special day made for couples but not singles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: I am not here to rant about being single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being single isn't a bad thing at all. You don't have to  be bound by the boundaries of love. You have freedom and you enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However there are just days you want to have someone up there for you all the time. Someone you can interlock your hands with, someone you can cuddle, someone you can smooch and lie in his arms to sleep/while watching movies. Someone to give you warmth when you're cold...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea right, though it can be a nuisance sometimes, but it's awfully sweet when you have a sweet/romantic bf. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, some prefer to be single, some prefer to be together. You?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday will be valentine's day when you're with your loved ones. :D I don't understand why boys treat girls better on valentine's. Give them flowers, treat time a romantic dinner... What makes v day so special? Everyday can be v day! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wishing all of you a belated valentine's day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-8691414126191303895?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/8691414126191303895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=8691414126191303895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/8691414126191303895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/8691414126191303895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s day!'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-5640898608628494941</id><published>2009-02-04T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T13:55:02.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:180%;" &gt;We're of a different &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;frequency&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-5640898608628494941?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/5640898608628494941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=5640898608628494941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/5640898608628494941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/5640898608628494941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2009/02/were-of-different-frequency.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-5675287637887695003</id><published>2009-01-18T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T17:05:09.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;Just how much time have I wasted &lt;strong&gt;waiting&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-5675287637887695003?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/5675287637887695003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=5675287637887695003&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/5675287637887695003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/5675287637887695003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2009/01/time.html' title='time'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-6663354102019997105</id><published>2009-01-15T16:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T16:30:56.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I should stop browsing other people's blog because they make me so demoralised about my results. Mmmm, it's not like I'm not that I'm not satisfied about my results, but it's hell too average to be happy or sad or to have any particular emotions about. &gt;__&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really not sure what I which course I want now. Actually I wanted apparel design/ visual comm but I know it's hard to survive there bcos I am not creative, at all. It's funny how I wanted to get into a JC so much in the past, but now I can't be bothered to check them out. lol. It'd be nice if there's PLJC or something, then I don't have to frustrate so much about these courses. Gahhhh, 12 choices to fill and I don't know which I want to put as my first choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I'm starting to dislike one of my cny dress, tsk. Maybe I should just wear that to Malacca, they won't know my style, lol. Alrighty, I'm going out now, toooodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just feeling very ranty now, lol. &lt;/p&gt;ARGHHH, I HOPE MY HAIR GROWS FASTERRRR! (; And I want to grow taller, so I'll be skinnier. I need facial bcos my complextion is like hell now. K and I just dyed my hair red, though it's not very visible... But it's still much more visible that the previous one. I think I'm dying it again bcos the ends are not visible. Hahaha, kkk byee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-6663354102019997105?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/6663354102019997105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=6663354102019997105&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/6663354102019997105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/6663354102019997105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-really-not-sure-what-i-which-course.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-2158287664232492747</id><published>2009-01-11T23:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T23:57:11.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>less than 24hrs to the release of results, wow.&lt;br /&gt;2months just passed like that. (11;55PM now)，wasted my 2months away like that. Tomorrow will be the last day I'd be at PL, I wished I could have stayed there for another 10years. Even though with principals like.. ahem. I don't mind at all, really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-2158287664232492747?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/2158287664232492747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=2158287664232492747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/2158287664232492747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/2158287664232492747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2009/01/less-than-24hrs-to-release-of-results.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-6626800960446240959</id><published>2008-12-26T12:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T12:46:06.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yooohoooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally done with Miss No Good. (: HAHAHA, finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's christmas just felt normal, yea.. normal~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I love the weather.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-6626800960446240959?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/6626800960446240959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=6626800960446240959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/6626800960446240959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/6626800960446240959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/12/yooohoooo.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-5634623724680552441</id><published>2008-12-24T19:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T19:24:28.358+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='festive'/><title type='text'>The eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="center"&gt;God is Love&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="center"&gt;Christmas is all about love&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="center"&gt;Christmas is thus about God and Love&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="center"&gt;Love is the key to peace among all mankind&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="center"&gt;Love is the key to peace and happiness within all creation&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="center"&gt;Love needs to be practiced - love needs to flow - love needs to make happy&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="sig"&gt;Love starts with your partner, children and family and expands to all world&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="sig"&gt;God bless all mankind&lt;/p&gt;Merry Christmas to all! It's a season of giving and sharing! May Santa grant your christmas wishes. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-5634623724680552441?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/5634623724680552441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=5634623724680552441&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/5634623724680552441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/5634623724680552441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/12/eve.html' title='The eve'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-6165508198151771487</id><published>2008-12-24T02:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T02:15:10.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>luvtherainoutside.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so nice to tug under the blanket and sleeeeep. Ideal weather to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gdnightt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-6165508198151771487?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/6165508198151771487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=6165508198151771487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/6165508198151771487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/6165508198151771487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/12/luvtherainoutside.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-6675236522998000619</id><published>2008-12-23T02:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T22:23:04.917+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>Virgin experience</title><content type='html'>Went to zouk yesterday/today with qing, mingjun, philbert and his 20friends (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-.-&lt;/span&gt;), mj's bro and friends (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whom i don't know&lt;/span&gt;). Ahahahah my virgin experience of clubbing, hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we went in too early? The music's kinda soft when we got in, so we weren't that high, lol. But it got much better after that cause they turned on the volume and all. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abt 1/4 of the time was spent waiting for the girls to be found, 1/4 of the time waiting for it to start, 1/2 of the time dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm, our drinks could have been spite since we're sort of with them. But well, everything's fine. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we left early because of this. ): Hahaha but at least 1/2 of the time was still fun. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My clique people are realllyyyy boringgg people, lol. They're fun, but not in this way, haha. Their parents are so strict and I don't think they like this type of thing. Shopping is already too tedious for them. They're heartlanders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K anyway I enjoyed myself today la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gdnight world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: no pics because no camera and hp couldn't capture objects in the dark. ): Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-6675236522998000619?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/6675236522998000619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=6675236522998000619&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/6675236522998000619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/6675236522998000619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/12/virgin-experience.html' title='Virgin experience'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-4963117116182902903</id><published>2008-12-22T15:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T15:40:31.388+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>two kgs.</title><content type='html'>Man, I've been eating so much recently. I can't stop eating even though I'm full! ): Great, I've gained 2kgs since prom. Prom is one of the day that I'm the lightest, unless I was lighter other days but I didn't weigh. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsktsk, I'm so hopeless, I need to start dieting and exercising! K i started but I was just too lazy to continue my plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught Twilight yesterday with some of the clickers. :D Amanda, Shar and Vivien. Qing wasn't able to join due to trng, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img296.imageshack.us/img296/7903/dsc03888copywa2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharlene was still stuck somewhere, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img67.imageshack.us/img67/6618/dsc03890copedited1kh1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accompanied amanda to spotlight to buy some things. Hahah viv's so into stars. Then headed to Kfc for lunch. Ohmg I ate two fried chickens (maybe that was where my 2kg came), freaking oily but a kfc chicken isn't a kfc chicken without it's skin, lol! Talking about chickens, I'm kinda hungry now. I haven't eaten breakfast nor lunch. I'm hungryyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Twilight's awesome. I actually can't remember what I read from the book already, except for some parts. Edward isn't handsome physically, lol. But I think he has this inner beauty that attracts me. I'm once again in love with Edward, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Eric kinda looks like Renfu. Aiyo, talking about Renfu.. He's finally married now. I just watched some vids about their marriage, and I felt like crying again. It feels exactly like how I felt during my mom's rom. Gosh, I'm so emotional when I'm not usually. Why so touching. He's such a goood guy. (: heheheh, i remember how my mom said he looks like he isn't and all. But I stood strong and told her he is a good guy and doesn't look like how he is on screen. lol, oh well. He's so sweet and the marriage thing is all so sweet. (: HAHA. What a happy ending. ;D I want my husband like that too, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kekezxzxzxzx,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anws, I'm going to zouk today. ;) Virgin clubbing experience yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-4963117116182902903?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/4963117116182902903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=4963117116182902903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/4963117116182902903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/4963117116182902903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/12/two-kgs.html' title='two kgs.'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-6993507848387909798</id><published>2008-12-20T02:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T02:49:50.740+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>dictionary vs dress</title><content type='html'>As the title states.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dictionary vs dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freak, my dress is freaking 100bucks, how much is your dictionary huh!? Who told me "I FINALLY DON'T NEED CHINESE ANYMORE. I'M GIVING AWAY MY DICTIONARY".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the one who boasted to everyone that she didn't had to retake chinese because she scored a freaking A2 and that "I am going to throw away ALL my chinese stuffs. HAHA, BYE TO CHINESE"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah, great. &lt;b&gt;Fudge&lt;/b&gt; you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being boastful doesn't help girl. See what you resort to now? Asking me back for your dictionary, so funny. It's funny how I see you get yourself in such situation again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then don't boast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K that's not the whole point of my post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole pt is that I lent her my dress which is 100bucks and also my fav dress before o's. I trust her so much, I thought she'd wear it and eventually return it to me on 11nov, SHE DIDN'T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn't even wear it, wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What now, she even demanded me back for her poor little dictionary because her sis needs it. WTH? Return me my dress first then say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn't even have the courteousy to return it to me on the day I met her when she needed to wear the dress. ALL SHE DID WAS "hahhahahhaha, i bought a new dress. so i'm not wearing yours."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, I FELT SO CHEATED. IDK HOW MANY TIMES SHE FIT HERSELF INTO THAT DRESS. ohmg, can she even fit it?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told her "hey, my dress is with you eh!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she replied "yea.. I need my dictionary too."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wtf? YOUR DICTIONARY IS NOTHING MAN. my dress is something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kkkkk I know what you all are thinking when you're reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, cause I've read such posts and I felt like scolding the person "stupid." lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah i'm so stupid to lend her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-6993507848387909798?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/6993507848387909798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=6993507848387909798&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/6993507848387909798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/6993507848387909798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/12/dictionary-vs-dress.html' title='dictionary vs dress'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-3113561574767480239</id><published>2008-12-19T00:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T22:14:49.434+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifestyle'/><title type='text'>distance</title><content type='html'>I know what you want. Don't try me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I can read your mind, it's just that I do not want to pretend I know you anymore. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We &lt;u&gt;need&lt;/u&gt; to keep a distance&lt;/span&gt;, before things get too difficult for me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha anyway I'm going to rewatch Twilight with tomorrow. This is random, but it's flh's concert today, lol. I'm rewatching it cause I promised to watch with them, and thus I had to rewatch it. At least it's good, I am willing to rewatch it. (: Edward edward, hahah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-3113561574767480239?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/3113561574767480239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=3113561574767480239&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/3113561574767480239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/3113561574767480239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/12/distance.html' title='distance'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-1694116071127330761</id><published>2008-12-17T22:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T02:47:29.786+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifestyle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fanatic'/><title type='text'>confession</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img212.imageshack.us/img212/8572/dsc03834copyrv7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img510.imageshack.us/img510/8969/dsc03822copywj9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img257.imageshack.us/img257/5792/dsc03804copyxa2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a confession to make...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in love with Edward Cullen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I didn't know I'd be this infatuated with him. I thought he's ugly. There's such thing called inner beauty I suppose, I am so in love with him now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edward's hot, haha! But Bella's really too white for a normal human being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother is hella funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I saw this lizard in the kitchen, i was so freaked out. My mom was there, and this was what happened:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: why did you let the lizard run?!&lt;br /&gt;mom: it's its home here...&lt;br /&gt;me: it is OUR home.&lt;br /&gt;mom: aiya, the lizard also stay here.&lt;br /&gt;me: But you cant just let it run, he is trespassing!!&lt;br /&gt;mom: then what you want me to do? you can't expect me to kill it right?&lt;br /&gt;me: you should!&lt;br /&gt;mom: Why!&lt;br /&gt;me: because my lizards are just like yr cockroaches!&lt;br /&gt;mom: but cockroaches are disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;me: so are lizards! What if they crawl onto our plates and walk and shit on them huh!&lt;br /&gt;mom: No they won't!&lt;br /&gt;me: you sure?&lt;br /&gt;mom: yea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she immediately ran to the sink, took a cloth and covered the plates, LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahah, this is random, but I think Edward reminds me of Chuck.&lt;br /&gt;:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img399.imageshack.us/img399/6962/dsc03811copycv7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bangs are long and horrible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-1694116071127330761?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/1694116071127330761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=1694116071127330761&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/1694116071127330761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/1694116071127330761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-have-confession-to-make.html' title='confession'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-7289147832395003705</id><published>2008-12-15T23:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T00:02:29.261+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>You're not me</title><content type='html'>You're not me, you won't understand how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, do you know how I feel right now? Insecurity kills. I really don't know how I can trust you. Actions speak more than words. You say this and you say that, but you don't act as if it is like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you're just making me wait bcos you don't want me to feel that I'm a very impt part of yr life? Or that make don't want me to know that you're right beside the phone? Maybe you didn't want me to be too reliable on you? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You didn't say sorry. Neither did you explain to me why you didn't reply. I didn't dare to text again because I was afraid that you think I'm a nuisance. Do you know how worried I was when I didn't receive the reply at alll? Arghhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked you why you didn't reply and expressed that I was worried. What did you say... You said "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Idk what's wrong with me nowadays...&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of answer is that?! Yeah, I don't know what's wrong with you either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, sorry I just need to vent my anger somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGHHH............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't expect me to reply you fast either, because I am going to make you wait. Tsk! I know the answer is impt to you, but heck. tsktsktsktsktsk!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-7289147832395003705?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/7289147832395003705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=7289147832395003705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/7289147832395003705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/7289147832395003705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/12/youre-not-me.html' title='You&apos;re not me'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-3609930961145073023</id><published>2008-12-15T19:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T19:58:52.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taiwan Trip</title><content type='html'>Shiqi's in good mood today, so she has decided to upload the photos from taiwan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(arghhh, i totally hate it when lj doesn't show my photos!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;p/s: if you can't view the pics, please click &lt;a _fcksavedurl="http://www.wretch.cc/album/album.php?id=vintagepops&amp;amp;book=9" href="http://www.wretch.cc/album/album.php?id=vintagepops&amp;amp;book=9"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;amp; it's been a wk, I think, since I came back. So I can't really remember the details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day One:- &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/3/1296334508.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/3/1296334602.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/3/1296347163.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached &lt;em&gt;KaoHsiung International Airport&lt;/em&gt; in the afternoon. Mmmm, the airport looks really run down and it feels as if the whole platform's going to collapse when we walked on it. At least that's how I felt. Not a very good first impression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/9/1950980931.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/9/1950980916.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We followed a tour, and it's quite pathetic. We're the biggest group, there is this old couple Patrick &amp;amp; Angela(&lt;em&gt;I doubt that's her name, I suspect her husband made it up. Haha!&lt;/em&gt;), another mother and her son who is 20 years old. Tsk, and they're not very hip you know. Anyway, we're the last to check out, so I think that didn't give them a god impression either. My tour guide looks like a gang leader, who smokes and eats &lt;em&gt;bing lang&lt;/em&gt; regulary, &lt;em&gt;ewwww&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hotel I stayed was kinda freaky because they didn't switch on the lights on lvl 3, maybe no one was staying there..? But I kinda freaked out when the door of the lift opened because I was welcomed by this ermmm, information counter thingy with some metal ladders and all. Idk, but I was just freaked out. haha. But all's fine after they switched on the lights.(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/3/1296347171.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to this place, to visit the temples and blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/3/1296347176.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went to &lt;em&gt;Ai He&lt;/em&gt;, to see the bridges? I don't know. Btw, every star represents a horoscope and blah blah blah, I wasn't paying attention to the explaination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/3/1296347182.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;one of the bridges.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/3/1296334579.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/3/1296347188.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is 5:30PM in Taiwan. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, we went to some Night Market. Hmm, I'd say it's kinda quiet over there, maybe because it's a wkday? Haha, I'd like to buy the clothes, but the material is so damn thick and it's not suitable for singapore, so I didn't buy any. Haha, and I forgot to mention that the temperature there is 29degrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Man, I thought it'd be cold, cause my mom said it's 10degrees. In the end, it's about the same as singapore. I was kinda hot so I took off the sweater, I was wearing a sleeveless top. &lt;strong&gt;And everyone looked at me as if I'm an alien lor&lt;/strong&gt;. I think they're weird, because it's freaking 29degrees and they wore things like:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.allproducts.com/manufacture100/zggarment/product1-s.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, is it that cold? It's not even 25degrees. Maybe it's just them, haha. No one wore sleeveless lor, all long sleeves! That's why I looked so weird to them. ;/ I like their uniforms there! And they don't even need to tie their hair to school, they can dye their hair and all. So cool lor. Their uniforms are quite cute, haha checked and high socks. (; I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and the&lt;em&gt; xiao long baos&lt;/em&gt; there are really cheap! Haha, and I remember, the first day I was trying to slot in the MS card so that I can post some pics, but I slot it into the wrong slot! And it was stuck, but I got it out. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, first day was boring, but the tv was entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh and &lt;u&gt;Du Xiao Yue's&lt;/u&gt; just opposite my hotel lor. My mom refuses to let me eat it. ): Oh and I happened to pass by Dancesoul.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day Two:- &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/3/1296347190.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visited Temples againn. It was more interesting compared to the first one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/3/1296347191.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because there were more things to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/3/1296347203.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my hotel for Day two. Haha in some rural area I suppose. I don't like it all wood.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and they sang karaoke, gosh...I felt like dying. They sang "&lt;strong&gt;Oh my love~ My Darling~&lt;/strong&gt;", "&lt;strong&gt;Country.... Take me home~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To a place, where i BELOONNNGNNGGGG&lt;/strong&gt;"  &amp;amp; I just can't leave the place because it'd look bad, tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/3/1296334574.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Day Three:- &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HuaLian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/3/1296347205.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/3/1296334567.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm, I think this happened in Day Three, I forgot. ;/ Haha! But that arrow thing is something like an equator. Yea, so once you pass it, you'll feel the temperature difference, of course not immediately. No wonder &lt;em&gt;KaoHsiung &lt;/em&gt;isn't cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/3/1296347216.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had this for lunch, it's rice inside.You have to knock it against a rock to eat the rice. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/3/1296334565.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/3/1296347228.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/9/1950980884.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to some jade/pearl company. Gwah, luckily I wasn't convinced by the promoter. They kept telling me how good the jade is, and how it can bring luck. o.O Honestly, do I care? I don't even wear it. lol. Haha, my mom was convinced &amp;amp; she bought it. -.- She's not even wearing it, tsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/3/1296334558.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/3/1296347233.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched this performance. Mmm, the tourguide says they're pretty and handsome, haha. I think we probably have different taste. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/3/1296347249.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, this hotel is the best. :D My mom was so happy, she jumped and she fell upon seeing the room. HAHA! Damn funny lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day Four:- &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Taipei&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/3/1296347269.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;This is pacific ocean, lol. My mom's happy seeing it and she says she has no regrets already, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/3/1296334529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/3/1296334531.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/3/1296347288.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/3/1296347283.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunched here. It's an interesting place, haha. Must have cost a bomb to build it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/3/1296334439.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told you I slept, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/3/1296334440.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/3/1296347291.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhm, I don't know what's the pt. We just went there to see the army boys march in and out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/9/1950980857.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma, got so cold meh? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/3/1296334524.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/3/1296347313.jpg" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went to Taipei 101, I don't know what they doing la, but they didn't go up. I was kinda blur too, lol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/3/1296347317.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shilin Night Market&lt;/em&gt;. :D  I like the &lt;em&gt;Oh Ah Jian&lt;/em&gt;. And the smelly tou fu isn't smelly at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I thought I could have shopped at Shilin, but the damn tour guide left us at the food area, the queue's damn freaking long and thus I have no time to shop, damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point of going taiwan is to shop actually. But the clothes are so thick and the tour guide gave us so little time to shop. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hotel's near &lt;em&gt;Ximending&lt;/em&gt;, so we just walked there at night. The things there aren't exactly cheap, I only bought a bag. And it's like somewhat Orchard Road to me. I prefer Night Markets. &lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/3/1296347319.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day Five:- &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/3/1296347322.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiufen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/3/1296347330.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice cream at &lt;em&gt;Tamsui&lt;/em&gt;. Actually Macdonald's ice cream is nicer. This one taste horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/3/1296334496.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At some Royal Jelly Place. Tsk, another place that we spent alot of money. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day Six:- &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/9/1950980828.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, my tour group. Sian or not, you tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/9/1950980830.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;921 Earthquake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's quite cool, cause when you go inside the house, you'll feel giddy due to the magnectic force. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/3/1296334497.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/3/1296334484.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/9/1950980816.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finallllyyyy, something fun. The theme park! I will die if I continue looking at all the temples and mountains.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my hair got colour lor! Next time i need to bring spot light wherever i go. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/9/1950980814.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ma damn lame, she wanted to take the merry go round. So we all had to accompany her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/9/1950980807.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, she don't dare. So we took it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/9/1950980802.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/9/1950980791.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, look at the tallest thing behind me, it called the UFO and I took it, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/9/1950980792.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/3/1296334469.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/3/1296334472.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/3/1296334478.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/9/1950980768.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some tribe performance again. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/9/1950980767.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day Seven:- Ali Shan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/9/1950980751.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/9/1950980750.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha NG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/3/1296334437.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/3/1296334458.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/3/1296334438.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piang, very cold. 10degrees I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Day Eight:- Home sweet home&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/3/1296334448.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/9/1950980713.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;  I don't even think this is half of the pics, haha! (&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; I missed out a lot of things. I'm too lazy to recall and all.&lt;/em&gt;) I am as bored of my face as you are. lol. I've been sleep a lot throughout the whole journey. So... I still do not really know the geography, culture of Taiwan cause I've been sleeping when the tour guide's talking. :p In fact, my whole family have been sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohoh and I tried &lt;em&gt;bing lang&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.xmdianpu.com/uploadimage/product/0712158565931167.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a fruit, but it's gross. I don't know what they add inside, at first my mom said they added cement. ;/ I don't know what is it, but they added ermm, some white or red thing that looks like wet cement. Gross lor. It's hard to explain how it taste like, but it's gross to me and everyone in my tour group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I think the other tour mates think my family's crazy. Whenever the tour guide casually ask "So later you all want to go out? " We'll be like "yes, of course!" Then they look at us like "wth, so late already, go out for what?!" when it's only 6-7pm. -.- When my mom requested to go to the Night Market again, one of the woman looked at me. Tsk! What's the problem? We want to go cannot is it. haha. Her poor son must have been so bored, because his mother doesn't allow him to go out at all. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We went there with 1luggage, 3hand carry bags. Came back with 1luggage, 3 hand carry bags and two boxes. K the boxes contained stupid pineapple tarts, haha. This particular woman was so freaking shocked, and I guess she hates us. Because we're so unhealthy, we sleep late, we like night markets, we shop we eat oily food. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's serious in a way that we find her funny and comical. Haha. My tour group is really dead.. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh, and probably the most entertaining thing in the whole trip is watching tv. Their normal tv's like our cable tv can or not! HAHA! I remember I was watching &lt;strong&gt;Miss No Good&lt;/strong&gt; one night, it was the peak and then damn it, my mom asked him to switch it off because she thought I was sleeping. Haha, I was listening to the tv alright! They were about to break up, tsk, but I didn't bother to on it again because my mom seems unhappy. lol, maybe they were repeating the show or sth, but it lasted from 8pm till 2am (&lt;em&gt;+++ because I was sleeping, i don't know what time it ended&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha yesyes, the Hang Ten over there is soooo sooo trendy. Alright, at least compared to sg, it is. Singapore's hang ten sells t-shirts that I wouldn't want to wear anywhere else except heartland areas, lol. But the Hang Ten there sells trendy jackets, shirts that's at least suitable for town area. Haha. But it's expensive, or so I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I wished I shopped more and got more things back.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-3609930961145073023?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/3609930961145073023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=3609930961145073023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/3609930961145073023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/3609930961145073023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/12/taiwan-trip.html' title='Taiwan Trip'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-1346538974425179638</id><published>2008-12-11T02:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T02:50:57.584+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifestyle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>moooo-day</title><content type='html'>I kinda dislike myself at times like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a failure. I'm so useless. I don't know anything. I feel so stupid. &gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents shelter me too much. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p/s: But at least I know how to use public transport unlike some kukus&lt;/span&gt;) Well, I really want to start working or at least have an experience, but my mom just doesn't allow. She doesn't want me to work, and want me to rest instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. Too much rest, tooo much. Too much to the point I start demoralising myself. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish I could use the surrounding to numb my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bestie just got back today. (: I miss her so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img258.imageshack.us/img258/9373/heigirlnj7.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly felt like doing something, so I did this. I was too lazy to put any watermark, but these aren't beautiful and am not really proud of it, so just let it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just mooody.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-1346538974425179638?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/1346538974425179638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=1346538974425179638&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/1346538974425179638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/1346538974425179638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/12/moooo-day.html' title='moooo-day'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-912381404694271531</id><published>2008-12-10T16:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T22:18:50.978+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fanatic'/><title type='text'>laze-r</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img234.imageshack.us/my.php?image=untiled2fq9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 615px; height: 273px;" src="http://img354.imageshack.us/img354/4829/untiled2ju8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Click to enlarge)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I happened to be roaming around woo forum and saw this [EMP] thread on the top. Clicked it and randomly asked if he's okay. He actually really replied! Finefine, he replied everyone, so it's nothing special. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I can't believe I actually remember he's called xiaobai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I am not a fan of his, neither do I actually care about his performance in mfbbt. (His performance hasn't been that good anyway.) It's just purely the joy of 'talking' to a 'celeb' online, haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img520.imageshack.us/img520/9075/untiled1copyal9.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh and yeah. Xiao Bang visited &lt;a href="http://www.wretch.cc/blog/vintagepops"&gt;my wretch&lt;/a&gt;! (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Okay, I think I forgot to mention that I do have a wretch blog, lol!&lt;/span&gt;) Alright, I visited him first. lol. But still... Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm going to skip now, gdbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://g.imageshack.us/img520/untiled1copyal9.jpg/1/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-912381404694271531?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/912381404694271531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=912381404694271531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/912381404694271531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/912381404694271531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/12/free-image-hosting-at-wwwimageshackus.html' title='laze-r'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-3205281519747635934</id><published>2008-12-09T15:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T21:59:44.024+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifestyle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>not happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img360.imageshack.us/imaaag360/5492/aaaaaaazj3.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, this is funny. I don't believe that the sword can't be seen from that angle. &amp;amp; It's damn funny how he can dry &amp;amp; style his hair in such a short period of time. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;after jumping into the fountain&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, sg dramas are like that too. So inlogical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am in deep trouble. Sometimes I really have my own reasons for not inviting or not saying anything to you. Okay, I know you treat me as your bestfriend (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maybe&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit I did treat you as my bestfriend in the past, but after all the events that I went through (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;with her/regarding her&lt;/span&gt;) in the past, I realise that I can't actually live with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are not me, you don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It always comes in a package. Whenever people ask me out, I have to ask them if they want you along. Sometimes I know they don't want you along, but they just can't say it out. You know, my feeling towards you isn't as a friend anymore, but you're just a burden to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand why I have to tell you every single thing, you are not anyone to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO PISSED LOR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K I am mean I know, but I've given in too much lor. I hope you understand why I didn't ask you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for that, but as for the rest, I have nothing to be sorry about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-3205281519747635934?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/3205281519747635934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=3205281519747635934&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/3205281519747635934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/3205281519747635934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/12/not-happy.html' title='not happy'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-3139171548217919254</id><published>2008-12-04T15:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T22:01:49.366+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fanatic'/><title type='text'>safe and sound</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img409.imageshack.us/img409/2959/dsc03012wp2.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back from Taiwan, (; Not feeling very well though, had slight fever, flu and idk what. Luckily it's all on the last day, or else it'd be a wasted trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the pics i received from mmf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img389.imageshack.us/img389/9329/dsc4294aa9.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img116.imageshack.us/img116/6367/dsc4252kj3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighs, I wasn't looking at the camera! They took a lot of pics, of all pic, they chose this to send me. ): Somemore I look okay in the pic with energy. Tsktsk. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THEN I LOOK LIKE THAT IN THE BBT PIC, ARGHH&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay and i wasn't even standing beside wangzi. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, nevermind. At least I took with them. I'd blog abt taiwan when i come back. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Y2KEMCUlmg/STJTUmbzSLI/AAAAAAAAKJM/QaaSZgcvUxaMU/s1600/A033.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha aoquan holding the balloon. ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-3139171548217919254?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/3139171548217919254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=3139171548217919254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/3139171548217919254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/3139171548217919254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/12/safe-and-sound.html' title='safe and sound'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Y2KEMCUlmg/STJTUmbzSLI/AAAAAAAAKJM/QaaSZgcvUxaMU/s72-c/A033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-1782283813187002885</id><published>2008-11-26T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T00:38:01.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fly away.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;Off to taiwan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back in a short while, 8 days. :D&lt;br /&gt;Bon voyage to myself. I'm kinda excited because I've not sat a plane in donkey years, haha! The last time I took a plane was.. P2 i think, 8 years ago? Haha. Went to HK the other time, but there wasn't even any Disney Land lor. Tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great, I can't find the usb for my camera, I hope his laptop can put in the Sony Memory Card. Tsktsk. If not no photos till I come back. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K I'm flying in approx. 8 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gdbye singapore, period.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-1782283813187002885?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/1782283813187002885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=1782283813187002885&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/1782283813187002885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/1782283813187002885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/11/fly-away.html' title='Fly away.'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-6035179141258066089</id><published>2008-11-26T00:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T00:35:58.486+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Egyptian on the go</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="" src="http://img376.imageshack.us/img376/4975/dsc03594em4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excuse the fake smile, haha!&lt;br /&gt;My new look, haha bangs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up exceptionally early for bestie, haha. Earlier than the timing I go to school okay! See how fortunate you are, I woke up the earliest in my whole family just to send you off. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky you, can go London. Right now, you're still in the plane. -.- Tsk, mine only 4hours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had breakfast over there with amanda, walked arnd and talked. I was super cold la, I thought the airport wouldn't be that cold, since the other time I came was kinda okay. lol, ended up bringing home amanda's sweater! So sorry! Realised it after I boarded the bus, how suay. haha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I'm hungry, grrrr, my mom's nua-ing in her own bedroom.. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img296.imageshack.us/img296/9703/dsc03597wq6.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sky train was empty! Hahaha! I look like a coconut, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img123.imageshack.us/img123/71/dsc03603ny0.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahah, I coloured this. With a little of amanda's help. :D Got my signature somemore! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img372.imageshack.us/img372/7326/image1559wh3.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A/s. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't really packed my luggauge! Idk how cold is 17degrees and I want to wear nice clothes because the pple in Taiwan ( &lt;em&gt;I assume &lt;/em&gt;) dresses nicely. Cannot go there and xia suay, haha. Go there become auntie already. I hope there's clothes there for me to buy, hopefully not those 'winter' ones. Season changes and thus clothes change, arghhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img209.imageshack.us/img209/7281/image1548oogm3.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-6035179141258066089?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/6035179141258066089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=6035179141258066089&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/6035179141258066089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/6035179141258066089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/11/egyptian-on-go.html' title='Egyptian on the go'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-983285080464438590</id><published>2008-11-25T18:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T18:34:56.642+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fanatic'/><title type='text'>Music monster fest.</title><content type='html'>&lt;lj-embed id="1"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ki6kQMrQSnI&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" name="movie"&gt;&lt;param value="true" name="allowFullScreen"&gt;&lt;embed allowfullscreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ki6kQMrQSnI&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/lj-embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsk, youtube takes so long to upload!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway that's us playing with helium balloon before mmf. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img390.imageshack.us/img390/5746/musicmonstersk1.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This lil' monster. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;That thing, which I made out of purely entertainment, won me a pair of mmf meet and greet tics. ;D The funny thing is that I am not even a Singtel user. I didn't even download a music monster, okay I tried, but failed because I am using Starhub.  And this is only exclusive to Singtel &amp;amp; Sony Ericsson users, lol. I think it's really ridiculous that I won the tics. I can't even remember I created a music monster, lol! That's why I thought it was a prank. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very funny, but yes, I won it. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;P/s: Gwah, it passed my sleepy hour. I don't feel like sleeping now, at all.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v551/95/16/533451376/n533451376_1552849_2323.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Top of the 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v551/95/16/533451376/n533451376_1552811_8746.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helium ballooons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v551/95/16/533451376/n533451376_1552813_9283.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Haha can see my hair.. got colour lor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v551/95/16/533451376/n533451376_1552827_2836.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v551/95/16/533451376/n533451376_1552820_1148.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v551/95/16/533451376/n533451376_1552828_3127.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v551/95/16/533451376/n533451376_1552831_3998.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v551/95/16/533451376/n533451376_1552837_5751.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanlin～&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v551/95/16/533451376/n533451376_1552846_8414.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I'm kinda like back to cheeena songs now, for this moment. lol!  &lt;em&gt;I'm neutral actually, really&lt;/em&gt;. I know I look damn cheena la, but I'm neutral lor. The concert yesterday made me want to listen to old energy songs, haha, actually I do like their ballads. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two days have been hectic. So tiring, worst than running 2.4, but at least I enjoyed being tired this way. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today wasn't really hot, only in the morning when we're at the first level. There's this security guard who's very very very lenient, first he waited for viv &amp;amp; angela before shifting us up, then he allowed me in, and then allowed yuning &amp;amp; carolyn to 'cut' queue. Gosh, he's super nice. Too bad i don't know his name, or else i'd wanna write a compliment letter to promote him, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather was really quite okay. The songs played made me wanna sleep, and the weather too. Hahaha. &amp;amp; I think I saw Natelie (however you spell her name) tsk, actually I thought she was fine, then after I heard what Angela said, I felt so... wth? Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know it's my contacts or is it I felt sleepy, but then I was quite calm today &amp;amp; yesterday.. Can't really be bothered to shout and all. Maybe cause my throat was pain? Idk, cause i think i shout, wangzi also won't bother to look and all.. He can't find the voice ma. Haha! Somemore carolyn they all aren't exactly wangzi fans, no one to shout with me, haha! All I want to do is to go up stage and talk to them, lol! He kept staring at the bracelet! Ohmg, I think there's really a meaning to that bracelet lor, or else he wouldn't stare until like that. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't had the chance to talk to the last three, hahaha. Cause the guard kept pulling my bag and told me to move faster. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching 《MIT》 now but then I don't understand a single thing. lol, what stupid cd or sth. I still haven't finished my 《One litre of tears》! I lazy to read subs! Hahaha. I think I'm too lazy to send my maid off tomorrow already. ;p I shall stay at home and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;22 November 2008 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received a call a day before, informing me that I won tics to a meet and greet session with bbt. Gosh, I WAS SO SHOCKED &amp;amp; ELATED AND HIGH AND HAPPY, idk what la. I was playing mahjhong with my khakis (viv, chen, sharlene, amanda, qing). I just went to the balcony and high myself lor, hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't continue my mahjong anymore, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom and viv scared me okay! They made me think that it's a prank... In the end it isn't, it's real! (: HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended up in second row, should have brought my board. I thought I'd be at the back lor! In the end in second row, with some ah pek infront of me. -.- He waste the space lor, he actually found it too noisy, he plugged in his earphones. Concert started late, expected it. Stood for 3 hours. My hand aches for holding the camera and all. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Damn it la, I don't know where to get the pic I took with them. Tsk! The damn number isn't working anymore! How? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, I'm really tired but I don't feel like sleeping. &lt;s&gt;My maid's going back tomorrow, then qing &lt;/s&gt; (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;see, i post so late until they all left alr.&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;s&gt;will leave&lt;/s&gt; and I'll leave..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-983285080464438590?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/983285080464438590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=983285080464438590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/983285080464438590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/983285080464438590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/11/music-monster-fest.html' title='Music monster fest.'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-5100437261951002902</id><published>2008-11-19T19:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T19:39:28.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Effing pissed off with ______.&lt;br /&gt;Dammit, i should have known things would turn out this way. I even rejected the offer because of her. Dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;DAMMIT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are you always doing this to me!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arghhhhhhhhhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-5100437261951002902?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/5100437261951002902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=5100437261951002902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/5100437261951002902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/5100437261951002902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/11/effing-pissed-off-with.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-9138658026281476910</id><published>2008-11-17T18:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T22:06:03.142+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>Emotional intelligence (EQ)</title><content type='html'>I distaste people with low EQ, don't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if you have or do not have low EQ. Even if you do have low EQ, you can always &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pretend&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretending may not be easy, but at least it makes the situation better. Or at least you will not offend anyone. Kao, I hate it when people tell me "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am just like that&lt;/span&gt;", "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's just me, I can't change&lt;/span&gt;". Wow, I think you can go and sing &lt;span class="p" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com.sg/search?hl=en&amp;amp;client=firefox-a&amp;amp;rls=org.mozilla:en-GB:official&amp;amp;hs=rUM&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=spell&amp;amp;resnum=0&amp;amp;ct=result&amp;amp;cd=1&amp;amp;q=Demi+Lovato+This+is+Me&amp;amp;spell=1" class="p"&gt;Demi &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lovato&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; This is Me&lt;/a&gt;.-.- That is not a reason, you are just avoiding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get it, I get it. Sometimes some people are just born like that. Brrr, but sometimes it's common sense you know. Please read the following, I think you people will know why I'm pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;faints&lt;/span&gt;, normal people will at least feel a sense of guilt. Hello? I rejected because of you, BECAUSE OF YOU. Now I feel like an idiot rejecting the offer. Rejecting for someone who doesn't know how to appreciate it. No matter how &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;close&lt;/span&gt; we are, you still can't do this. At least say things like "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's okay, you can go without me&lt;/span&gt;" If you said that I'd willingly reject it. I feel like an idiot okay. But whatever, I got the ticket already,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; fudge&lt;/span&gt; you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piangzxzxz. I really dislike people with low EQ. The tolerance point for you is decreasing. I can always trash you if I want to, it's not like there's no one to accompany me. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't test my patience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think you'll like it if anyone spoils your birthday. Her birthday is bad enough already, you made it worst. There's something called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;karma&lt;/span&gt;. For now, I just want to end my secondary four life happily. Don't spoil my mood tomo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k la, i am just in bad mood. gdbye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-9138658026281476910?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/9138658026281476910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=9138658026281476910&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/9138658026281476910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/9138658026281476910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/11/emotional-intelligence-eq.html' title='Emotional intelligence (EQ)'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-2714883997914764626</id><published>2008-11-16T21:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T21:29:33.654+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>loathe sundays.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img300.imageshack.us/img300/9301/dsc02788im0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda loathe sundays, sundays are nostalgic. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been out these few days, clothes have been piling up and I don't have enough clothes to wear out. ); Gwah, that's bad. I actually resort to wear my Primary school clothes, ahhh, that's how bad it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out shopping with different group of people. See I'm so nice, I actualy accompany them to get their prom stuffs though I got mine already. It makes shopping so much easier for them because I know where to get what. :D Haha, sorry I have to be ego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took weeks to prep myself, you people took one day! Happy or not! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/1148/dsc02804zr3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blinged up my nails with bestie awhile ago. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img511.imageshack.us/img511/7093/img00048wu5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was bored on the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img171.imageshack.us/img171/7352/img00077lb7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends kept telling me they don't want to go for prom. Why?! "It's a night to remember~" (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;excuse my hsm diesease&lt;/span&gt;) It's so fun to doll yourself up! No?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I do not understand why some parents don't allow their kids to doll themselves up. Something's wrong with them la, seriously. Since your daughter is going for prom, isn't it the right way to doll themselves up? I don't know abt you all, but then my friend's mother doesn't allow her to buy a prom dress. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wth?&lt;/span&gt;) It's not good to see your poor daughter being laughed at during prom, because she didn't dress appropiately. I don't think you, as a mother, will be happy either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weirdo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the point of making a special dinner and creating a new name for such a special night if it is just a ordinary day? Why is prom called prom and not dinner? ;/ There must be a reason. And thus your daughter shouldn't just wear a normal dress. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Faints&lt;/span&gt;. How old fashioned can they be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lucky my mom is hip &amp;amp; in. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One litre of tears is really sad. I know I'm slow, but heck. At least I'm watching it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd be back to edit this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-2714883997914764626?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/2714883997914764626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=2714883997914764626&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/2714883997914764626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/2714883997914764626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/11/loathe-sundays.html' title='loathe sundays.'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-4494876921962996683</id><published>2008-11-13T23:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T01:39:33.967+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>sleepy town</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I've been daydreaming alot recently due to the lack of rest. Haven't been sleeping 12hours, so I'm pretty tired but I don't wanna sleep.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm contradicting myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Livejournal is so not user friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhooo, attended my mom's rom on the last day of o's. :D I was quite nervous cause I was going to meet my so-called grandmother soon, for the first time and idk what other reasons. But I was really nervous! I was even shivering when I took pics with my relatives. That is so freaking embarassing k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v371/95/16/533451376/n533451376_1512819_5634.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I teared instantly after I passed them the present I bought. And I was still telling someone else that "&lt;em&gt;No, I don't think i'd cry.&lt;/em&gt;" In the end I did.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, how embarassing. I teared like nobody's business, the tears just kept flowing down. I wasn't unhappy, I was just ermmm elated? My makeup smudged because of that, haha. Thanks sherminh for helping me to clean it off. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/1/1667198367.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/1/1667198369.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With bday girl. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/1/1667198398.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;square &amp;amp; circle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/1/1667198403.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;myself, mei, lin :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/1/1667198412.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sherminh, myself, qing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/1/1667198420.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edna qing me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/1/1667198421.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom! (: hehe, black &amp;amp; white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/1/1667198426.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/1/1667198428.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which we went to orchard did some stuff. Some people went back home, some stayed at orchard, then we went back to watch &lt;strong&gt;lakeview terrace&lt;/strong&gt;. Stupid show I tell you, wow I didn't expect it to sooo 'action packed'. lol, it took quite a while me more than a half to understand the story plot, lol. Surprisely i didn't sleep during the movie. (: I slept during step up 2 lor, hahaha, cause i was super tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, sherminh was supposed to stayover at my hse with the rest of the clickers, but in the end she didn't due to some thing. Oh well. Anyway so the rest stayed over. (: Viv was the first to die, edna &amp;amp; wanlin were watching one litre of tears, majong khakis (&lt;em&gt;qing, sharlene, amanda&lt;/em&gt;) played majong, malar was reading. Aiyo, malar so funny hahaha! Stayover read book, lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept at like 5am, lol. Next day was arcade &amp;amp; iceskating. :D Hehehe, i'm such a slow learner. Aiya, i think i forgot to copy over the pics from edna's iphone! ): Aiyeh. Booo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k i'm too tired to continue typing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out with wanlin today. (: Shopped for prom, after that went to cg, ate dinner &amp;amp; came back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img136.imageshack.us/img136/6158/dsc03487zp4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img208.imageshack.us/img208/1394/image100ww2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i look so happy. (?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img139.imageshack.us/img139/9370/image102pz2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyo air con was super cold till my leg numb like hell, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going out again tmr, haha. When am i going to catch up with my sleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-4494876921962996683?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/4494876921962996683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=4494876921962996683&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/4494876921962996683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/4494876921962996683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/11/sleepy-town.html' title='sleepy town'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-5315732383182018975</id><published>2008-11-12T19:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T19:08:15.622+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>It's over~</title><content type='html'>O's is finally over,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been busy over many things right after mcq paper has ended. Hahaha, pictures and all will come up soon, prolly tmr night. (; Yeah, that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiatus on~ ;P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-5315732383182018975?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/5315732383182018975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=5315732383182018975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/5315732383182018975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/5315732383182018975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-over.html' title='It&apos;s over~'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-6388003932776501950</id><published>2008-11-11T00:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T00:15:10.092+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>liberation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;NINE HRS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO LIBERATION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40 squares for me to shade,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40 squares to freedom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-6388003932776501950?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/6388003932776501950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=6388003932776501950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/6388003932776501950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/6388003932776501950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/11/liberation.html' title='liberation'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-1559921778387636611</id><published>2008-11-09T01:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T01:23:13.730+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Dance dance dance</title><content type='html'>long day today~ It feels like o's is over but it isn't, heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not even studying for mcq, hahaha. Sunday and monday is already packed yo. ;p High School Musical marathon tmr! Yipeeee, gonna watch 1-3 again in the cinema. (; Thankyou so much chen, hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.tinypic.com/27zhxl4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This, is freaking nice. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heheheh, I wanna eat somemore, ohmgosh I'm growing fatter. I can still taste the chilli now, awww~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accompanied wanlin &amp;amp; viv for brows trimming, met qing and watched coffin, haha. Initially wanted to watch hsm3 again, but didn't cause yeah, didn't wanted to waste money. Luckily I didn't watch it again or else I'd be watching it the 3rd time later on, lol! ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So freaking pissed cause there's something wrong with Audi, couldn't play it. Ended up shopping and gaming. :D Didn't manage to play wii but oh well, haha! Had good exercise on the machine though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My legs are hurting like mad. Didn't really take photos, hoho. No photographer lah, hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pedi-curing on monday hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k i'm damn tired already, gdnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-1559921778387636611?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/1559921778387636611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=1559921778387636611&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/1559921778387636611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/1559921778387636611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/11/dance-dance-dance.html' title='Dance dance dance'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i37.tinypic.com/27zhxl4_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-2504650180914817990</id><published>2008-11-04T01:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T22:20:38.394+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily'/><title type='text'>Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="width: 486px; height: 382px;" src="http://www.pixelgirlpresents.com/images/desktops/Tim_Zulewski/halloween2004_1280.jpg" width="486" height="772" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy halloween!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k lar, I am damn late but heck. I wasn't even able to celebrate it. What makes you think I'm gonna remember it? Huh huh huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, anyway socials over now! (; &lt;b&gt;GOOODBYE FOR REAL&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was browsing blogs and I was wondering...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY DO PEOPLE ASSOCIATE HALLOWEEN WITH &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BLACK SMOKEY EYELINERS?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't understand leh. Seriously, I've never celebrated it. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black eyeliners brings out the dark atmosphere that halloween has? It associates with gothic and associates with blood? Hahaha i don't know. Different people have different perception of halloween eh? Some dress up in cute bunnies while some just pretend to be gothic/the joker (&lt;em&gt;from Dark Knight&lt;/em&gt;) who'd paint their face white all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idk but some people just choose &lt;em&gt;uglify&lt;/em&gt; themselves. (k lah, i invented that word, lol!) Hahaha while some &lt;em&gt;prettify&lt;/em&gt; themselves. Idk eh, but if I were them I WILL CHOOSE TO prettify myself, haha. Unless I have the intentions to scare other people, but I think I'd be the one scared instead. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so boring to see people draw black eyeliners during halloween! Hahaha. *fingers crossed*&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i'd do that when I celebrate it. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K i'm just bored la, I wanna play minesweeper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k gdbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-2504650180914817990?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/2504650180914817990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=2504650180914817990&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/2504650180914817990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/2504650180914817990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween!'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-3452879962868333981</id><published>2008-11-03T11:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T11:30:03.494+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily'/><title type='text'>let it flow~</title><content type='html'>Abt another 2 and a half hours to socials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't explain it the sense of serenity I'm experiencing now. It is quite interesting because everyone (&lt;em&gt;okay, almost everyone&lt;/em&gt;) can't finish even 2 themes. Some people can only remember Sinhalese &amp;amp; Tamils out of the 3 days of mugging. What should I say? I think that's really... unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it's either your brain isn't working or that you are not working hard enough. 3 days, more than 48 hours... You mean you can only remember that? lol. Is it me or is it you? Why is it I can cover everything but you don't? It's quite weird because I even have the time to watch tv and videos 5hrs a day for these 3 days, while my peers are mugging. Maybe they started late? ;X I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: k i am not trying to say i'm clever, neither am i trying to say you're stupid. I am just stating my views. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because I didn't really hardcore memorise every single fact, but we don't really need to do that, do we? I'll just let everything flow into my mind later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay that was really a random post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really very post-o's now.&lt;br /&gt;How? Hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-3452879962868333981?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/3452879962868333981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=3452879962868333981&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/3452879962868333981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/3452879962868333981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/11/let-it-flow.html' title='let it flow~'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-6275582206069533061</id><published>2008-11-01T23:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T00:22:43.472+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily'/><title type='text'>stereotypes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You change your mind, like a girl changes clothes~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't know it'd be so real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really funny how you've changed girl-to-girl, bestie-to-bestie. Now, I wonder if your besties&lt;br /&gt;are the girls you've confessed to/liked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not feel a tinge of sadness, at all really. I am just fascinated how heart changes so fast. lol, it's really funny how you turn your back against someone this fast &amp;amp; how you give up someone this fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are all the guys like this? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway socials today was quite productive I'd say, at least, compared to my peers. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-6275582206069533061?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/6275582206069533061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=6275582206069533061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/6275582206069533061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/6275582206069533061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/11/stereotypes.html' title='stereotypes'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-6710483349700741561</id><published>2008-10-31T12:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T22:28:16.980+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily'/><title type='text'>Can I have this dance?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3Mh6DfGqPdE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3Mh6DfGqPdE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like dancing when I listen to this song. Hahah I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited I'm having butterflies in my stomach. I have my plans after o's already, yay. All planned out properly. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm damn high now, please pardon me. I still have humans paper luh. I can't find Can I have this dance! Ohmg. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am still very laxed as you can see, haha. I've been relaxing myself a lot by blogshopping &amp;amp; watching tv. Though the shows/dramas on the tv is really boring, I still get entertained. (; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*/edit after typing the entry below&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She didn't even study today and she dares to tell me all about the hp or whatever. I tried nagging, but she ignored and continued to high over the hp. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You say I'm very fu yan when I ask you to study, you say I don't care when I don't. You are hard to please and I don't live to please you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She didn't know how to answer me. I wouldn't be happy if everyone is unhappy too, make sense? lol. No wonder I feel unhappy with her around. Because she only cares about herself. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am so disappointed with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, I really dislike domestic workers who takes their advantages for granted.  It takes two parties to clap, yeah I know that. But I think my maid doesn't want to clap (&lt;i&gt;k not literally!&lt;/i&gt;) I do not think it's my mother's fault because she is not strict with them at all. In fact, I think there are nastier employers out there. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cannot stand it, you come here to work and not to find bf to spite your husband who has a gf too, you're not here for match making session and enjoy yourself. ohmg you are here to work. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am not saying that you have to work like hell and all, but when your entertainment gets into work, that is bad. I can't imagine the fact that her blanglah bf knows where we/she stays. What if he comes up to our house when we are not at home? The whole image just irks me out. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fine, so my mom forbids her to have a bf. She defys and admits that &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;she is a part time prostitute&lt;/strong&gt;. Well, so nevermind. My mom is lenient enough to let her have her hp back and let her have her bf as long as it doesn't disrupt us. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now she talks super loud on the phone, laughs and flirts. -.- HELLOOO I AM THE OWNER OF THE HOUSE NOT YOU! She even sings at night till I can't get to sleep. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's realy scandalous lor. She's has a bf when she has 3 damn kids at home, and 2 ex husbands and 1 current husband. Her husband knows about her affair and knows that he has a gf too. She even boasted to my mom that "&lt;em&gt;He bring his gf friend also...&lt;/em&gt;." -.- Oh so she feels that it's normal to have a bf here. tsktsk. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Even if she isn't bothering me with her loud noises and all, I am still quite grossed up by the fact she admits that she is a part time prostitute and has so many husbands/bfs. She's not even good looking. Or maybe she is in their world. Whatever.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-6710483349700741561?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/6710483349700741561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=6710483349700741561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/6710483349700741561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/6710483349700741561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/10/can-i-have-this-dance.html' title='Can I have this dance?'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-6551307252454096496</id><published>2008-10-30T20:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T22:27:31.343+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Cheeezey cheeezeey!</title><content type='html'>Sharlene's birthday today. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img184.imageshack.us/img184/2878/n53345137614558247468dt2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting Aoquan's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to J8 for Pizzahut. Today's celebration wasn't fantastic, neither was it very happy for me. But I hope Sharlene enjoyed it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I was piqued over the fact that my friend intentionally repeated that her birthday's nearing. Yes, I know your birthday is coming dear, everyone knows that. You don't have to keep reminding us. Besides that, she had to tell us things like:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Oh~ so next time you all go toilet I know you all are going to get a cake for &lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;strong&gt;Please do not surprise me with a coffee cake&lt;/strong&gt;. I hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone said we're going to surprise you with a coffee cake?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I don't mind you all giving me a Cheese cake for my birthday. *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;4) Eh, tell you all I love Cheese cake. Get me one for my birthday. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;4) Yeah, I don't mind you all not coming with a present. I understand la, cause it's like the last day of the papers. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STOP USING REVERSE PSCHOLOGY, ohmg. Instead of going low profile on it, you are blowing things up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First you said you're going to have a chalet. Okay, fine. Then next you say it's cancelled. How embarassing. If it's not confirmed, don't ever brag. &lt;strong&gt;You're just digging a hole for yourself girl&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img184.imageshack.us/img184/2878/n53345137614558247468dt2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think I had overdose of cheese today. We all stupidly ate Haiwaian Pizza &amp;amp; BBQ Pizza with a lot of cheese, forgetting about the poor cheese cake waiting for us. lol. Gross too much cheese and it's still choking me, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img356.imageshack.us/img356/900/n53345137614558268103ck9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blow sharlene blow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahah, the happy birthday song is so damn slow and sentimental can? Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;As slow as the service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img258.imageshack.us/img258/7140/dsc02681up7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This girl kept taking my unglam, she think very fun. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img88.imageshack.us/img88/1878/dsc02685vc2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img510.imageshack.us/img510/2382/dsc02687ug0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cookies and cream cheese cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img261.imageshack.us/img261/8058/n53345137614558464469wf9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damned cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img184.imageshack.us/img184/4020/dsc02689gf4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img258.imageshack.us/img258/9104/dsc02693gy7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img510.imageshack.us/img510/4783/dsc02695nq0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img137.imageshack.us/img137/6562/dsc02697am4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img258.imageshack.us/img258/5567/n53345137614558257796ma6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br 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src="http://img407.imageshack.us/img407/9573/n53345137614558683711nk4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img82.imageshack.us/img82/6061/n53345137614558694088na9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img362.imageshack.us/img362/2315/n53345137614558704461vm7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img261.imageshack.us/img261/5188/n53345137614558714840ud0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img389.imageshack.us/img389/4061/n53345137614558725214vf4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img401.imageshack.us/img401/6084/n53345137614558735593cm9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img372.imageshack.us/img372/2465/n53345137614558745974ca8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img401.imageshack.us/img401/8715/n53345137614558756375xn8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img100.imageshack.us/img100/2379/n53345137614558766761fz7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img407.imageshack.us/img407/2883/n53345137614558777270cl2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img82.imageshack.us/img82/3737/n53345137614558787661vh4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img362.imageshack.us/img362/1971/n53345137614558798052qw0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img261.imageshack.us/img261/1259/n53345137614558808446kl2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-6551307252454096496?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/6551307252454096496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=6551307252454096496&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/6551307252454096496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/6551307252454096496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/10/cheeezey-cheeezeey.html' title='Cheeezey cheeezeey!'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-5946407623138014595</id><published>2008-10-28T13:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T13:54:27.860+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily'/><title type='text'>busy or not.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img516.imageshack.us/img516/220/dsc03436mo2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img508.imageshack.us/img508/7439/dsc03435hs0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally dislike it when my mom doesn't answer my question directly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother: There's someone suspicious over there..&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ya, who?&lt;br /&gt;Mother: The maid's bf.&lt;br /&gt;Me: -,- Okay.. How you know he's her bf?&lt;br /&gt;Mother: Because I've seen him.&lt;br /&gt;Me: So?&lt;br /&gt;Mother: &lt;strong&gt;I said I've seen him&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Uh huh..? &lt;em&gt;(tell me what's the link with bf?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother: Nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My OS: Nevermind? Excuse me, I'm supposed to be the one to say nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I mean... So what if you have seen him? It doesn't prove that he is her bf.&lt;br /&gt;Mother: I said I've seen him..&lt;br /&gt;Me: *faints* Can you answer my question?&lt;br /&gt;Mother: I said I saw him before already what.&lt;br /&gt;Me: So what about that? How you know it's her bf?&lt;br /&gt;Mother: &lt;strong&gt;Because I saw him in the market! &lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah, talk to her can faint. So what if she saw a man in the market? That proves that he is her bf? lol, that's is so hillarious, mummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amanda: #$%^&amp;amp;*() I forgot what she said abt wangzi.&lt;br /&gt;me: yea? you think he very famous ah? hahhaah.&lt;br /&gt;amanda: You made him sound like he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol yea, he is but at the same time not super famous? ;X lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amanda: Hey, I saw your wangzi today.&lt;br /&gt;me: oh really? Where? You know how he look like meh?&lt;br /&gt;amanda: ya, WANGZI what.&lt;br /&gt;me: you sure?&lt;br /&gt;amanda: yes. at the cd shop.&lt;br /&gt;me: okay, is he alone or in a group?&lt;br /&gt;amanda: alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*faints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: &lt;strong&gt;wangzi is in a group my dear girl&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAHA. She must have mistook Zhang Dong Liang for Wangzi or something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img508.imageshack.us/img508/3702/dsc03407xt3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img516.imageshack.us/img516/5885/dsc03420hf2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img505.imageshack.us/img505/7442/dsc03423gw9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img266.imageshack.us/img266/7517/dsc03427tl2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures with darlie looks horrid. So i'm only going to post this. Without my head. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img404.imageshack.us/img404/5539/dsc03449wf3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad to see the books stack up outside my room. (; Hoho, not gonna see you anymore stinko! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahah, I'm feeling very laxed now. That's really weird cause physics' tmr. k byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-5946407623138014595?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/5946407623138014595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=5946407623138014595&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/5946407623138014595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/5946407623138014595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/10/busy-or-not.html' title='busy or not.'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-6835137644802834024</id><published>2008-10-26T01:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T22:29:05.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>offday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img159.imageshack.us/img159/5972/19341392nw0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://g.imageshack.us/img159/19341392nw0.jpg/1/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch HSM3 today. Zac Efron!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Vannessa and Zac look super cute tog! No? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day off from studies! haha, my eyes are hurting due to the faux lashes. ): Arghhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K and i'm having sore throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Plus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I am super pissed by the fact that WE FANS HAVE TO WIN TICS TO SEE BBT ALL THE TIME. What the heck is that luh. Arghh, gimmicks. They are just trying to scam us pathetic fans. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-6835137644802834024?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/6835137644802834024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=6835137644802834024&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/6835137644802834024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/6835137644802834024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/10/offday.html' title='offday'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-2055606047120197963</id><published>2008-10-19T21:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T01:49:16.963+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Bday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pUHBDSwO5dk/SPs7vMuXbVI/AAAAAAAAAEI/p7_DyfTvSI4/s1600-h/DSC02546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pUHBDSwO5dk/SPs7vMuXbVI/AAAAAAAAAEI/p7_DyfTvSI4/s400/DSC02546.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's birthday was great! (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe, thank you qing, edna, amanda, sherminh, chris, esther, delicia, cheryl c, chin, bernice, meiee, malar, vivien, jojo(-.-), pauline, wanlin, steph, (and someone else i forgot the name! Ohmygod). my mom, uncle blue for making this day great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post reserved. Will post more when I am free/feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Written paper starts tmr. Ohman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img411.imageshack.us/img411/851/dsc02496xr3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;opppsie my mom so unglam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img514.imageshack.us/img514/995/dsc02507fk1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img159.imageshack.us/img159/6328/dsc02466pf7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img389.imageshack.us/img389/7311/dsc02508ia4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUHBDSwO5dk/SPs7vZm99zI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/rMqKbRjZCqI/s1600-h/DSC02549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUHBDSwO5dk/SPs7vZm99zI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/rMqKbRjZCqI/s400/DSC02549.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EDIT!/*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These lovlies came over to my place to surprise me one day before written paper. (; Awww, so sweet of them, hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img207.imageshack.us/img207/4443/dsc02552copyfw8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bitter ones stayed at home to mug. lol! I understand luh, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img408.imageshack.us/img408/8495/dsc02554rl6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, I look so unglam when I just wake up. Pfffst, hair in great mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img386.imageshack.us/img386/7451/dsc02555ou7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though i knew they'll come and surprise me, I was still shocked cause they were too early! hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img381.imageshack.us/img381/6773/dsc02567lx8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img515.imageshack.us/img515/7179/dsc02569hr4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only one who wants to camwhore with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img363.imageshack.us/img363/1121/dsc02577mt7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to ps to watch Eagle Eye. ( i think that's the name of the movie) hahaha, it's nice! (; Hahaha, haven't stepped into the theatre since... idk when. haha!&lt;br /&gt;After that qing &amp;amp; edna left, leaving the programmes to darlie. ;p hahaha, my bodoh friends think idk anything. Haha, they really need to learn how to act, haha! I always find some dirty facts when I'm not supposed to know, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we thought darlie was outside, so we waited.. then we realised that she's inside. -.- poor girl who had to take care of the candles all alone. I think the people thought she was crazy, hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img139.imageshack.us/img139/8523/dsc02585db4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img514.imageshack.us/img514/7637/dsc02587xt8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah, princess. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img515.imageshack.us/img515/7462/dsc02589kh4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img363.imageshack.us/img363/6790/dsc02590ga1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make a wish~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img72.imageshack.us/img72/2986/dsc02592mr1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiramisu! My fav!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img514.imageshack.us/img514/9721/dsc02595nu5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiya, i look so ugly on my bday. ):&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all. And plus the keyboard from uncle blue! (: hehehe. thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-2055606047120197963?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/2055606047120197963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=2055606047120197963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/2055606047120197963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/2055606047120197963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/10/bday.html' title='Bday'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pUHBDSwO5dk/SPs7vMuXbVI/AAAAAAAAAEI/p7_DyfTvSI4/s72-c/DSC02546.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-8812460779862194694</id><published>2008-10-17T00:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T00:59:43.440+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily'/><title type='text'>twenty five</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The o's have just started yesterday. I am not going to discuss anything about it because I do not wish to demoralise myself (&lt;em&gt;no, that doesn't mean i've done badly or what&lt;/em&gt;) by listening to other answers. Chinese o's was just toooo bad, yeah. I do not want to end up panicking and being overly paranoid. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignorance is bliss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since O's have started, I shall countdown to the end of o's. Twenty five is the magic number! (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, I'm so relaxed now I don't know why. I'm so weird. I've been online shopping, wooooo~&lt;br /&gt;Just one practical, and yet I'm so hyper. ;p I think I'll be frenzy after o's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being relaxed is so much more better than being paranoid and panicky. Yes? (: Yes. I've done my tys several times already, should be quite ready for the exam. I'm just scared for humans because there is not much of a way to practise it. Booohoooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, God bless all sec4s/5s. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be back when I feel like it, hahaha. I never felt like I was hiatus-ing. Is that supposed to be bad?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-8812460779862194694?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/8812460779862194694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=8812460779862194694&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/8812460779862194694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/8812460779862194694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/10/twenty-five.html' title='twenty five'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-1669352485778699378</id><published>2008-10-14T19:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T22:02:43.495+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Founder's day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://localhost:51552/ea2dc3ad54df723928fee94d8fe88ba6/image53.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today's our school's 92th founder's day! Yep, our last founder's day, sighs. But there's fond memories la, hahaha. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked to Heartland after school, haha. On the way we took some pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img396.imageshack.us/img396/641/dsc02392ja0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the ulu way back my home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img252.imageshack.us/img252/2530/dsc02393yk0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharlene: Aiyo, what you doing? So unglam!&lt;br /&gt;Qing: Show butt show butt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img264.imageshack.us/img264/2036/dsc02394fe9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qing: Show butt show butt!&lt;br /&gt;Me: kk! (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img511.imageshack.us/img511/1681/dsc02398cm3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artsy Fartsy photo. I like, cause I take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img517.imageshack.us/img517/9310/dsc02399du4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me trying to imitate Meiee's shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;think&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;F - A - I - L - E - D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img396.imageshack.us/img396/8813/dsc02400td2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siao already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img252.imageshack.us/img252/1655/dsc02401tv7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img264.imageshack.us/img264/9620/dsc02402yu8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another shot I like. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img521.imageshack.us/img521/3519/dsc02403rt0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clique without qing, malar, wanlin &amp;amp; me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img89.imageshack.us/img89/9594/dsc02404qa8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img521.imageshack.us/img521/7784/dsc02405ji4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img511.imageshack.us/img511/5194/dsc02406qp4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img511.imageshack.us/img511/6176/dsc02407kn1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to jump&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img517.imageshack.us/img517/309/dsc02408wa0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img396.imageshack.us/img396/3725/dsc02409za5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img252.imageshack.us/img252/662/dsc02410hj2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Finally reached heartland after a long walk. (;&lt;br /&gt;Ate Sakae sushi, though I prefer Ichiban!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img511.imageshack.us/img511/794/dsc02417qr9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img252.imageshack.us/img252/7343/dsc02430go8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate that much! haha. Plus a lot of steamed egg &amp;amp; blah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img89.imageshack.us/img89/3824/dsc02423kb3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img517.imageshack.us/img517/7345/dsc02428wv8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img521.imageshack.us/img521/8921/dsc02432pp8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practical's over! Thank god, byebye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-1669352485778699378?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/1669352485778699378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=1669352485778699378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/1669352485778699378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/1669352485778699378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/10/founders-day.html' title='Founder&apos;s day!'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-5652884884630930954</id><published>2008-10-11T01:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T01:44:54.374+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifestyle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>the last lap</title><content type='html'>School has ended officially. Everything happened too fast, too swift for me to even realise that this is the truth. ): But yes, that is the ugly truth. School has ended and o's are starting in 5 days time. I am not prepared but I'm prepared. K that's some irony there. What I meant was.. i think i am prepared for the o's but then I think my carelessness will cost me a lot of marks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiyo, I cried today because it was the last day, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:51326/96637926449455a9a16c59ee6ccff5ca/image94.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; clear: both; float: left;" alt="" src="http://localhost:51326/96637926449455a9a16c59ee6ccff5ca/image94.jpg?size=400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:51326/96637926449455a9a16c59ee6ccff5ca/image96.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; clear: both; float: left;" alt="" src="http://localhost:51326/96637926449455a9a16c59ee6ccff5ca/image96.jpg?size=400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clickers. (Four people missing!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been studying very very very hard. Yeah, I know that. (: I shall leave everything to God. (: I've done my best already, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we took loads of pictures today, but it's all with Arielle, Gloria and of course wanlin! Sigh, I only have three pathetic ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k after that we went to heartland for lunch and to shop for bra. (: Met up with Chris, he came over and then I went out shopping with my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I know I seem very relaxed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUHBDSwO5dk/SO-TxqC7lYI/AAAAAAAAADw/itksmMo-e5s/s1600-h/DSC02377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; clear: both; float: left;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUHBDSwO5dk/SO-TxqC7lYI/AAAAAAAAADw/itksmMo-e5s/s400/DSC02377.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pUHBDSwO5dk/SO-Tx950eGI/AAAAAAAAAD4/4pSZA3U1THY/s1600-h/DSC02381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; clear: both; float: left;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pUHBDSwO5dk/SO-Tx950eGI/AAAAAAAAAD4/4pSZA3U1THY/s400/DSC02381.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pUHBDSwO5dk/SO-TxxnQFQI/AAAAAAAAAEA/KIOXA8u023k/s1600-h/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; clear: both; float: left;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pUHBDSwO5dk/SO-TxxnQFQI/AAAAAAAAAEA/KIOXA8u023k/s400/01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this pic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as concerned, I will not be blogging until the 11th of november. Incidentally, the last day of o's, my mother's ROM (yes la, Register of Marriage, is it?) &amp;amp; sherminh/stephy's birthday. Packed that day, so I guess I'd be back on the 12 or 13th, yep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday is on the 19th of october, one day before the first written paper. I wonder if anyone remembers. Happy birthday to myself in advance! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless everyone! (:&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-5652884884630930954?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/5652884884630930954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=5652884884630930954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/5652884884630930954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/5652884884630930954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/10/last-lap.html' title='the last lap'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUHBDSwO5dk/SO-TxqC7lYI/AAAAAAAAADw/itksmMo-e5s/s72-c/DSC02377.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-825668631645691644</id><published>2008-10-09T17:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T22:09:44.975+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotional'/><title type='text'>Bachelorette Service</title><content type='html'>The secondary fours express and fives had our last chapel service, the Bachelorette Service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was only yesterday that I began to realise that I'm going to leave the walls of Pl very soon &lt;em&gt;(yes, not more than 31 more days. I don't know if it's gd or bad. Because it marks both the end and the start of something)&lt;/em&gt; But I do know that I&lt;strong&gt; do not wish to leave Pl&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's quite sad because I wasn't even able to take sit beside bestie during the last service. There was a place beside her but I couldn't move or else something bad will happen. I'm sorry bestie. ); But you had Edna &amp;amp; Amanda. (: The thought of the last chapel actually taunted me throughout the whole Sing &amp;amp; Praise session. I was dull and moody, even on the verge of crying when they sang some particular song &lt;em&gt;(idk the title)&lt;/em&gt; Sighs. The thought of not being able to experience just this one last chapel with bestie added on to the sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Arghhhhh, splitting us up during normal days is tolerabel! But but but it's the last chapel!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, and so the pastor preached &amp;amp; all. I was super emotional and I kept telling myself.. "&lt;strong&gt;I do not want to graduate... I don't wanna leave this place&lt;/strong&gt;" Awww, sounded like mfbbt, lol. To add on to all these unhappiness, the girl beside me doesn't understand the significance of this whole service &amp;amp; doesn't understand my feelings. She even sacarstically said "Why so sad? Oh, *mimicks* cause it's the last service... aww..." I looked at her and gave the '...' face. What the hell? It may not mean a lot to you, but it means a lot to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, my goodness me. It is not a game or an outing. -.- Please have some respect. Don't go just for the sake of going lah! Wpiang. Pissed off leh. A person who thinks the bible is boring actually went up. Irony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, then the teachers showed us their slides. Gosh, I cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I cried. That girl beside me was so hard and cold, so I tried to hold back my remaining tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was basically the Bachelorette Service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I regretted for not being able to experience this with someone who treasures this memory. ); Sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't have let her gone her ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm really sad that it's the last service. Probably my last chapel service? I wouldn't know unless I go into a misson school the next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k that's all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-825668631645691644?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/825668631645691644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=825668631645691644&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/825668631645691644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/825668631645691644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/10/bachelorette-service.html' title='Bachelorette Service'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-340697953617217872</id><published>2008-10-08T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T17:27:22.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Arghh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard that bbt is coming to sg in nov.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I don't want! Cannot! no no no!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-340697953617217872?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/340697953617217872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=340697953617217872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/340697953617217872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/340697953617217872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/10/arghh-i-heard-that-bbt-is-coming-to-sg.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-7648636130502682131</id><published>2008-10-06T21:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T22:11:50.430+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotional'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>confessions</title><content type='html'>PS: I am going to be quite opened about the issue in this post. This is not about me ranting about V(told you can't be bothered with her anymore) but more about my how it has affected me and the people around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry , I didn't know my ignorance towards will cause you so much trouble. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't mean to put you in the spot. But I really emphatise your situation because you've did nothing wrong, yet you've been wronged by for stealing away her friend(s). Sighs. I do not wish to talk to her because I am unhappy with the way she treats you &amp;amp; many other issues, ie: being too selfish/domineering/jealous/unreasonable. I feel sorry for you because you've been blamed for the slightest things ie: talking to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT IS WHY I'VE BEEN IGNORING/AVOIDING HER THESE DAYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However it is apparent that doesn't want to admit about these facts. She chose to blame it on someone else. And you are one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry that I've brought this upon you. I'm so sorry that I've dragged you in this. And I know you get frustrated at times too. I am not just close to you during this period of time because I was pissed with . I did not take you as a spare tire, I hope you know that. (: It's just that whenever I'm in good terms with her, I will think of her feelings, that is why I tend to give in more to her and not you(because she is a tough character) as she will definitely be angry I do some things with you and not her. During this period of time, I haven't been paying attention to her and thus I can just take and do things openly with you. In the past, I had to be conscious of her feelings... but now I've decided to keep a distance from her, so yes, it appears that I am closer to you and that I can openly make more friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you felt guilty because you thought that I wasn't talking to her because I was talking to you. I just want to let you know that it isn't your fault. The whole not-talking-to-vivien thing has nothing to do with you. (: Even if it has, it's just like 10%, before you there has been a lot of things happening already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard you saying that you were scared to be close to me and qing because you didn't want to hate you. Sighs, I really do not know how to handle the situation now. I do not want you to be hated by Tell me what's wrong with making friends? ;/ I don't understand what's the fuss about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do not wish to lose you as a friend because of her, please do not avoid me. ): I felt it today already, it's terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime when we're in a group, she isn't able to tell me anything because I have this barrier... Why? Because they are all scared that will hate them for talking to me. Yes, unfortunately that is true. But is the best, because she and already has some conflict, that's why she isn't scared to be hated by  lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find that it's hard for me to even talk to anyone in the group because I do not want them to get involved in this whole thing. But it hard just not to talk to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this continues, I may not be even to have any friend, everyone is going to avoid me because of Vivien. Arghhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally lost now. The situation is getting worst. I hear the comments by different people everyday, telling me about the complaints she made. I get pissed and unhappy because she is telling different people in the clique different things. Telling different people that she hates different people. I wonder if our friendship is true, since there's so much backstabbing here and there now. It's so hard to trust you now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you label others as the 'third' (fourth actually) party, then what about you? You are just about the same as them. You cut into. But did we say anything about you? You can, others cannot? lol. We invited you in and happily let you join our world, can't you just give others a chance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You understand what it feels to be lonely and ignored and blamed, spare a thought for others? ;/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry for anyone whom I've brought trouble to. ): I really didn't mean it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-7648636130502682131?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/7648636130502682131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=7648636130502682131&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/7648636130502682131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/7648636130502682131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/10/confessions.html' title='confessions'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-6659005121168978135</id><published>2008-10-04T01:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T01:43:04.115+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifestyle'/><title type='text'>brain juice</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to stop harping about the same issue once and for all. This will be last time I will want to address this issue. If any case I do mention about it, it will be short and not lengthy/repetative. Okay, I am not exactly addressing it now, but oh well, I just want to say I do not want to talk about it anymore, really. I am not a bit concerned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: Today is productive for me, yea. I did:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-emaths congruence &amp;amp; similarity ws&lt;br /&gt;-emaths mensuration&lt;br /&gt;-amaths holy innocent's paper&lt;br /&gt;-physics tys (4-5 chapts?)&lt;br /&gt;-literature quotes from scene 1 to scene 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, I'm so proud of myself. I think going to school is pointless. The travelling time is already a wastage of time, plus the school friends and everything. They distract people, hahaha. Not that it's bad, but you know.. at times like this, it is bad. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of a whole, only 1/4 of what the teacher says is important. However this 1/4 is very important and thus we have to pick this 1/4 out of the whole boring lesson. -.- Yea, I think it's quite ridiculous because it is not at all productive. If I stayed at home, I'd have done thrice more. But for the sake of the 1/4, I have to go. Or else I'll consider giving myself a study break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freak, I just missed all the slacky and unimportant days! ): There's like so many humans lessons next week, how to pon! Grrrr grrrrr grrrrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup.&lt;br /&gt;I do not know how I can be so calm and type here like that. It's 1:39AM and I'm not tired. Arghhh, I am noctural, yes I am. It's my peak hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so that's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll date Mr Chemistry now, in my room at this time. Woah~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-6659005121168978135?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/6659005121168978135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=6659005121168978135&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/6659005121168978135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/6659005121168978135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/10/brain-juice.html' title='brain juice'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-1897279038638499399</id><published>2008-10-03T15:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T22:28:34.610+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aaaaaaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-1897279038638499399?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/1897279038638499399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=1897279038638499399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/1897279038638499399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/1897279038638499399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/10/enough-is-enough.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-385762346826998571</id><published>2008-10-03T15:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T22:12:41.587+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>Enough is enough.</title><content type='html'>aaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-385762346826998571?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/385762346826998571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=385762346826998571&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/385762346826998571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/385762346826998571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/10/enough-is-enough_03.html' title='Enough is enough.'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-4455506957544056307</id><published>2008-10-02T22:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T22:26:53.214+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>adorable.</title><content type='html'>I've just eaten sweet &amp;amp; sour fish from a stall at Heartland Mall. Woahhh, i felt sick after eating it, really. Just to full, the food stucks at the throat and I felt like vomiting. Bad stomachache too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are super dry and it's itching like hell now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argghhhhhh, i want a study break. My mom allows but I'm in dilemma because what the teacher says in school IS important but I can study more at home. Haven't been hanging out with bestie and the rest because I need to study alone. It is quite saddening when my friends do not want to invite my another friend along. I understand them, but still...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-4455506957544056307?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/4455506957544056307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=4455506957544056307&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/4455506957544056307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/4455506957544056307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/10/adorable.html' title='adorable.'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-3980864650721842288</id><published>2008-09-27T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T20:28:59.130+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotional'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>nineteen days.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;amp; I don't really like to talk to A class people because their vocabs are way to luxurious for my ear to hear. They make me feel stupid. They discriminate people, except the minorities. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, that was a freaking random thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate my layout now. The words are so small but I can't make it any bigger unless I increase the size of the text, which I do not wish to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, I met up with my long lost biological father last week. I shall call him the white porcupine as he has a potruding mole of about 1cm x 1cm, with a few short spikey white hairs on it. Ewwww! &amp;amp; He looks more china-ish now. Must be the person he hangs out with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him just to leave me alone. I failed in doing so, instead the lawyer has drilled a notebook out of him, which I'm going to get it this week! I'm ecstatic! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asked me to text him the specs. I did, and told him the exact model I wanted plus another more expensive model in comparison so that he'll choose the one that I like &amp;amp; buy it for me. Mind you, he is stingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, he doesn't agree to give me a Sony Vaio. He said I be more practical and realistic and ended the whole message with "Daddy loves you" -,- Even suggested another brand, shan't say which because I do not want to offend anybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsk, can't bear to part with your money then come straight to the point. Don't have to make excuses to justify yourself. My mom could have just easily bought one for me if I asked, but I didn't want to because I feel the pitch if my mom uses her money to buy it for me. I feel better if I get it from him because he is just a nobody to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Srsly, I couldn't bring out anything to reminise about him. He said that he was good to me and my mother was the one who disciplined and hit me in the past. Yes, that is the truth, but I am happy to be disciplined by her. And I feel the pain when I see what he did to my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't very involved in the whole issue but I empatheize with my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am fine without him because it doesn't make a difference anyway. But it is sickening when he is so freaking stingy. (I am not saying this just because of the notebook) The problem would be solved earlier if he would to pay the maintanence, although we don't need it. But heck, he's supposed to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arghhh, pissed lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got money don't wanna spend on us, spend on other people who will end up running away with YOUR money. LOL. I feel so ashamed of having a father like that. Rich so what? Go university so what? Still stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, I found a cheaper Vaio, I hope and pray that he'll agree to give me that. I've dropped my expectations by half already okay! I think he should give in too. It takes two hands to clap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, even if he doesn't give me that I will still be happy. What for harp over a notebook. Am just pissed cause he is so stingy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-3980864650721842288?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/3980864650721842288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=3980864650721842288&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/3980864650721842288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/3980864650721842288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/09/nineteen-days.html' title='nineteen days.'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-2202978520426862746</id><published>2008-09-22T00:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T22:32:12.314+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purchases'/><title type='text'>Till then.</title><content type='html'>(;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She texted me &amp;amp; msned ____ too. So I guess she is trying to act like nothing has happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, she blamed it on ______, my clock &amp;amp; her other close friends who betrayed her. -,- The whole point is that she doesn't trust us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;She is not going to change. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After one whole round of idk what, she's not changing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind, I'm much comfortable with or without her. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;I'll be on hiatus after this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more Ling Hu Cong, no more heixia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I have is my hubby, my one and only love... Studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with bestie today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There's something wrong with my right eye&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"Come let's take picture there!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----sat there for 15mins talking----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tsk. You must wait for me to initiate is it?"&lt;br /&gt;"Hahaha, yeah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/4168/dsc01057copyqx6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freak, I'm too lazy to upload the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye, see you all on the 11th of nov!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-2202978520426862746?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/2202978520426862746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=2202978520426862746&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/2202978520426862746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/2202978520426862746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/09/till-then.html' title='Till then.'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-7738142428486749830</id><published>2008-09-19T18:42:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T20:50:40.710+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>That's it, finale.</title><content type='html'>*Continuation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have you all realise I haven't even finish uploading my mooncake fest' picas? Bwah, I don't have the mood to do that now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me just name the girl &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lucy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (I have no idea why, but this name appeared in my mind)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Disclaimer: All names in this context is all fake and not real. They are all made up by me to protect any of my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I have to rant, I just can't stand it &amp;amp; I do not think it is good for me to keep it in my heart. It is unhealthy &amp;amp; it is affecting my studies. Besides, I haven't been doing too good for my prelims, I need to be more focused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so... wonder how the trashing session went ? lol, it was a big fat joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We (&lt;em&gt;the five of us including another gir&lt;/em&gt;l: let's name the girl &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elaine.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;) decided to confront her during the intersection between checking papers &amp;amp; going through mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before everything, let's get the facts &amp;amp; rumours &amp;amp; what she claimed/said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fact&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; On 17 September, Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucy got back her papers, she was depressed &amp;amp; sad (&lt;em&gt;I assumed&lt;/em&gt;) because she scored less than 20 for both maths papers. Scored 35 for Chemistry paper. She didn't show that she was sad, instead she was discussing about her idol with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. We did not know that she was sad &amp;amp; needed comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sarah &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;on the other hand got higher than &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lucy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; seemed more devasted&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; She had tears in her eyes &amp;amp; obviously we had to comfort her. She's priority because she seemed more serious than &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lucy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. However, our simple action made &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lucy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; angry &amp;amp; pissed off &lt;em&gt;(&amp;amp; maybe jealous&lt;/em&gt;) From then on, she did not talk to us &amp;amp; did not even voice out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She went off alone for chapel while we went back to put our belongingss in class. As we all know, she hates to be alone. The time she goes off alone is the time that she is angry/pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;What we heard:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Then I heard from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kelly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (after chapel) that &lt;strong&gt;Lucy&lt;/strong&gt; was angry because we did not comfort her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fact&lt;/strong&gt;: That was because we didn't know she was unhappy. When I tried to talk to her she ignored me. And thus I did not bother her further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;What we heard:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cheryl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; said that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lucy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; felt left out &amp;amp; uncared for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fact:&lt;/strong&gt; We do care about her. But as you can see, she didn't want to receive the care from me. (&lt;em&gt;And the rest too)&lt;/em&gt; If she does not want the care, I see no point in caring for her because I could have given this care to someone else who treasures it &amp;amp; not her who takes it for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thoughts:&lt;/strong&gt; Personally, I do not think she is left out. If she feels left out, I think &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Samantha &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;will feel worst. She just joined our clique &amp;amp; doesn't really understand the way we 'work'. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ruth &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;will be the worst because &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lucy &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;hates her to the core, with no valid reason. (&lt;em&gt;That I do not know&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) What we've heard:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lucy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; compares us with her another friend, (whom fyi: she has told a few that she hated her) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Diana. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;She claims that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Diana&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; cares more for her studies &amp;amp; even bothered to help her, but we did not. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thoughts: &lt;/strong&gt;I think the sudden appearance of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Diana &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;is very questionable. She hasn't been talking to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lucy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for a few months. And wow, she appeared at such a right timing. Ain't it questionable? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4) What we've heard: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lucy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was talking to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rachael &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The convo went something like that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucy: "I know I am very domineering &amp;amp; selfish, I know that."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rachael: "Maybe you can try to change?" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lucy: "Have you heard of 本性难移 (which means: It's hard to change one's original self) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;It's hard to change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rachael: "------(I do not know what she replied)-----" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lucy: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;"Then why can't they change for me?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thoughts&lt;/strong&gt;: This is far too unreasonable. 8 people changing for her? It is easier for one person to change. &amp;amp; She just contridicted herself because she said that it's hard to change but now she's asking why we can't change for her. LAUGH OUT LOUD.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5) What we've heard: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;She wants the clique to nag at her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thoughts:&lt;/strong&gt; But when we nag you don't give a shit and don't care. Why should we waste saliva on you? We nag until we don't wanna nag already.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;PS: That was quite an overwhelming fact book, lol. I'll add on to it when I think it's nesscessary.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just wanted to have a heart to heart talk, pour out session with her. We confronted her &amp;amp; sat beside her to talk about the problem. All she did was to &lt;strong&gt;do her physics notes&lt;/strong&gt;. &amp;amp; Ignored us of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elaine &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;asked her a lot of questions but she did not reply at all. I felt like I was talking to a wall luh please. Even &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ruth &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;told &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lucy &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"I am not trying to assume or anything. But if you really hate me, you can just tell me straight in the face, I am not going to kill you or scold you. If you don't tell me, I can't change". I don't understand why can't she just answer us, even &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ruth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is willing to pour out and say it straight to her, but she just didn't want to reply us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OF ALL RIGHT TIMING, A LAZY PERSON WHO DOESN'T DO ANYTHING DECIDES TO DO HER PHYSICS NOTES THAT TIME. She is avoiding us, I know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did not want things to be harsh, so we still told her nicely that we are just trying to solve the problem and that we do not hate her at all. She ignored us and didn't want to answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elaine &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;said: "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lucy &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;answer me... I believe that there is a time for everything. It is not the right time to study now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She took away her pencils, and tried to take her textbook, but she held on tight to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lucy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: "How do you expect me to be happy when people shouts at me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were not even shouting please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elaine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: "If you insist to keep quiet, then nevermind."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elaine:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; "Lucy do you still want this frienship?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You have to answer this question. You must"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------NO ANSWER------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really felt like crying at this point of time. If she were to say no, I'll burst into tears. Really. Even Qing (Haha, this is a real name) hasn't seen me in tears before. If I do cry, that shows that I am really concern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;"You never reply means that you still want it right? "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------NO ANSWER------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine, then we were pissed because she ignored us and sad because she didn't answer. At this right timing, Mrs Ong had to cut us apart and said it was time to check the papers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wanted to talk to her after school but she avoided us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem will never evaporate into thin air like that. It has been there for years, we just want to solve it now and tell you what is wrong so that you can change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not as if we talk to you and then we're leaving you. We are not. Look, Qing and I have countless such talks, I just told Qing what I was uncomfortable about her at that point of time and then we went on. Look, we're still best friends. Nothing has happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She texted my friend after school, &lt;strong&gt;30 messages long&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you what I remember &amp;amp; was pissed about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1)&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; "I can say that I reflected more than anyone of you, I reflected so much till I couldn't sleep at night. I had to take sleeping pills. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thoughts: &lt;/strong&gt;I do not doubt the fact that you've reflected. But you've done shit about this. What is the point of your sleepless nights? And I do not think sleeping pills are that easy to find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) &lt;em&gt;"I am tired of all the "Did you study today? Study already? Go study leh!" Crap. Do you know it sounds very 敷衍 (I don't know how to explain the meaning)? Like just say for the sake of saying? "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thoughts: &lt;/strong&gt;Oh well, first you complained that we do not care enough. When we really care you call it 敷衍!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"I am not angry. I just need my time alone"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thoughts:&lt;/strong&gt; And you said we didn't console you? You just said in your text message that you need time alone mah! I give you time alone, cannot is it?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please lah. You are a attention seeker. I know you for 5 years leh, you won't need a time alone. *rolls eyes* You are just avoiding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;4) &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Even Diana made the initiative to teach me when she sees me having difficulty in Chemistry"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thoughts:&lt;/strong&gt; Yea, at such a right timing? lol. I think you dragged her and pretended that she took the initiative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why should we take initative when everytime we do you tell us "I just can't do it?" I don't see the effort in you, I don't see the point k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;5) "Everytime ask you all teach then give me the I wanna die face. Even though I don't show it on my face, but it is very disheartening"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thoughts:&lt;/strong&gt; YOU JUST CONTRIDICTED YOURSELF BY SAYING THAT YOU THINK OUR STUPID NAGGING MESSAGES IS CRAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;6) "Do you know it is the wrong timing?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thoughts:&lt;/strong&gt; Uh, and do you know it's the wrong timing to make a fuss over such small things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7) "Some people claim that they worry, they worry, they worry. But they do not take the initiaive to help me"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thoughts:&lt;/strong&gt; You claim and you claim and you claim that you know you are selfish &amp;amp; domineering. But you do not change! Oh irony!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; please lor, you've never appreciated our help, do you? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We are not your mother and father. We do not have the duty to make sure you score well. We are worried but you aren't! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are trying to save the friendship but you keep pushing us away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so much I wanna say, but I don't have that 30messages long message. I can't remember what I wanna say. Everyone has something wrong, but the problem is that, do you change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the only child, you aren't. I think it's more understandable if I'm that childish and stubborn like you, but I'm not! Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next time (&lt;em&gt;if there ever is&lt;/em&gt;) you talk to me, I'll ignore you because &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I NEED A QUIET TIME ALONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;WE ALL NEED SOME TIME ALONE.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOU CAN JUST CONTINUE LIVING WITHOUT US.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM NOT GOING TO BE SORRY BECAUSE I'VE GIVEN IN COUNTLESS TIMES. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;YOU DIDN'T APPRECIATE AND INSTEAD TOOK IT FOR GRANTED. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU DO THAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;IT'S JUST TOO MANY TIMES. I FORGIVE AND FORGET. BUT YOU KEPT REMINDING ME OF YOUR FAULTS. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;p&gt;THANKS AH. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH AND WHY YOU FELT LEFT OUT.. WAS BECAUSE YOU DON'T PUT AN EFFORT TO TALK TO EVERYONE IN THE CLIQUE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE ARE A CLIQUE. IF YOU DO NOT WANT TO TELL US AND SHARE YOUR PROBLEMS, I DO NOT SEE A POINT OF THIS CLIQUE WHERE LIES IS PROMINENT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU SAID YOU HATED A LOT OF PEOPLE, I KNOW WHO ARE THEY. HAHA, EVEN THE ONES WHO ARE PROTECTING YOU NOW ARE THE ONES YOU HATED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IDK IF YOU'RE JUST IN OUR CLIQUE BECAUSE YOU NEEDED A PLACE IN 4B2 OR WHAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;BUT I APPRECIATE THE TIMES WE HAD TOGETHER. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HOPE YOU DO NOT REGRET THAT YOU'VE IGNORED US THAT VERY DAY WHEN WE TRIED TO TALK TO YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE'RE OUT OF FUEL ALREADY. NOT SO MUCH OF ENERGY LEFT TO CARE ABOUT SUCH PROBLEMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;WE'VE GIVEN OUR LAST SHOT AND THAT'S IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like it or not, you've kinda brought this to yourself. We've given in a lot of times already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I had faults too. Everyone had faults, but you refused to change. We've changed and we've got better. I don't know about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you understand that if we don't tell you this, you're going to face the same thing in the future. I know you've gone through this like the 3rd time in secondary school life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not want to break the friendship. But I want you to know that you need to change and I want you to change if not the problem will exist forever and there is no point in the friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a feeling that we're still gonna talk in the future because from what I see, you've talked to the ones you hated anyway. (because you needed company) Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the knot will be there unless you want to face it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've faced my own problems and changed. I hope you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not perfect though, I know I can improve tooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not know what I should forsee in the future but I am going to let this matter rest and leave you alone for the time being. We all need to reflect but this is not the best timing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIATUS EVERYTHING &amp;amp; I need to concentrate on my O's, prelims was badly done though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k no one is going to read this lor. Hahahah, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-7738142428486749830?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/7738142428486749830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=7738142428486749830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/7738142428486749830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/7738142428486749830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/09/thats-it-finale.html' title='That&apos;s it, finale.'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-2344080869365946898</id><published>2008-09-18T00:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T00:13:23.028+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fanatic'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>3rd post for today,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A drastic change of my feelings, tone. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hohohoho, 6bang came back! Super high luh, gosh. Woah, wangzi! (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k but i'm still angry, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kthxbye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-2344080869365946898?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/2344080869365946898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=2344080869365946898&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/2344080869365946898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/2344080869365946898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/09/3rd-post-for-today-drastic-change-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-3412185822482585115</id><published>2008-09-17T21:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T22:39:48.351+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>@#$%^&amp;*()</title><content type='html'>TRASH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're much for my capacity, I'm gonna explode tomorrow. Yea, tomorrow. With my fellow other friends who felt strongly about the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not going to say who is it because apparently my school is going out on a stupid search &amp;amp; we'll get demerit points.  (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmmm, just  in case I don't get what I wanna say across tomorrow... Here's just my point of view (now) because I'm feeling very strongly for it now. I'm afraid I'll wake up tomorrow and say "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nah, it's okay&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is unfair to judge us. It is unfair to say that we do not care. If we do not care, we wouldn't be here to talk to you now. We'll rather be at home studying than wasting time talking to you now. So you think we do not care? That's ridiculous la. Because we care, that's why we're here to talk to you to solve the problem. If we do not care, we would just leave you alone to evaporate into thin air. Who would care about your existence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;okay I'm going to end this in 5mins time, I need to seriously study&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think your hate against —— is really not justifiable. You just hate her because... YOU HATE HER. Oh wow, she didn't even slap you or do anything bad to you. Why do you hate her? She's really poor thing. If you think you're left out, what about _? Isn't she worst? She isn't even invited to our outings because you hate her. We pamper you too much that it seems like we hate her too. But we don't. We pamper you too much that's why you're getting too unreasonable? Haha, I think so. We should stop pampering you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It isn't that you can't change, it's that you DO NOT MAKE AN EFFORT TO CHANGE. You're always reverting back to your old self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if you don't want to listen or take in our words. But think again, you'll suffer in poly. They are all Hi Bye friends. Who are you going to stick to? You need to learn to be independent and not always rely on other people. Remember there was one sermon about this? I bet you don't. K nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's not fair to say that we do not want to teach you. You didn't even ask! And we did try to teach you, you didn't try to learn. I don't see the effort. What for me waste my time on someone who doesn't want to study? I could have done like 3 chapters instead of teaching you one simple concept which you don't fucking bother to listen or study. I WASTE MY TIME LEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O LEVELS COMING AND YET I'M HERE FRETTING OVER THIS FRIENDSHIP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I don't care, I wouldn't fret lor. Stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said that we do not want to teach you because we're afraid that if we teach you, you'll get higher than us? HAHA, THAT IS SO FUCKING FUNNY LOR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE GROW UP AND WAKE UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do not hate you, we're just telling you this because we've been putting up with this for quite some time. If you don't change, we'll change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll shun away from you, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tried so hard to please you, but you think we don't care. Even my mom can see that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k 5 mins up, i need to go bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-3412185822482585115?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/3412185822482585115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=3412185822482585115&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/3412185822482585115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/3412185822482585115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='@#$%^&amp;*()'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-932919980047424471</id><published>2008-09-17T20:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T20:22:31.015+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifestyle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAHA,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DAMN FUNNY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people just make stupid jokes of themselves,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, it's so damn funny until I don't know how to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really feel like giving this emotion now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-932919980047424471?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/932919980047424471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=932919980047424471&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/932919980047424471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/932919980047424471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/09/haha-damn-funny.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-1352072149727518839</id><published>2008-09-15T22:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T22:52:17.261+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifestyle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>shag</title><content type='html'>I'm so dread tired of this cycle. I hope I can just get myself out of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arghhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to study and get on with my life without having to solve your problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arghhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay back to dating Mr Plane Geometry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-1352072149727518839?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/1352072149727518839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=1352072149727518839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/1352072149727518839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/1352072149727518839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/09/shag.html' title='shag'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-1114877226608096869</id><published>2008-09-14T22:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T22:59:06.675+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='festive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Mid Autumn Festival</title><content type='html'>Happy Mid Autumn Festival Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated on the eve. Before that had tuition, then qing, wanlin, viv came over to my house to, supposedly, study, ended up playing Upwords &amp;amp; Monkey (idk what is it called) and then watched They Kiss Again to laugh at Xiang Qin clumsiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Qing&lt;/i&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;i&gt;Wanlin&lt;/i&gt; left first for tuition &amp;amp; homework respectively. Viv stayed, we went to buy lanterns, met &lt;i&gt;Darlie&lt;/i&gt; at &lt;i&gt;Ruth's house&lt;/i&gt;. Gosh her house is super big, it is so dramamama luh! The door is soooo huge and then there's lots of books on the shelves, where you need a ladder to take the books! hahaha. the bbq pit is at the roof top. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to climb up the super steep ladder, whoooo~ I AM THE QUEEN OF THE WORLD. (; Hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They realised that they didn't have the wire mesh, and so I went out to heartland to get one. Tsk, I just came back from there lor! Hahahah. But nevermind. By the time I came back, &lt;i&gt;Wilma&lt;/i&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;i&gt;Valery&lt;/i&gt;. Hhahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-d.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v332/95/16/533451376/n533451376_1284955_4333.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanlin, val, me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-f.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v332/95/16/533451376/n533451376_1284957_4945.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-g.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v332/95/16/533451376/n533451376_1284958_5284.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-h.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v332/95/16/533451376/n533451376_1284959_5617.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're not even starting the fire!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-b.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v332/95/16/533451376/n533451376_1284977_2089.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sotongs &amp;amp; prawns which killed us. Damn hot la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-f.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v332/95/16/533451376/n533451376_1284981_3547.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k the sky turned dark already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edna wanlin viv me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-e.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v332/95/16/533451376/n533451376_1284988_6216.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-d.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v332/95/16/533451376/n533451376_1284995_8945.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-h.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v332/95/16/533451376/n533451376_1284999_550.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-c.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-snc1/v315/95/16/533451376/n533451376_1286682_718.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahah, that zong yi ka!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*to be continued.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-1114877226608096869?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/1114877226608096869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=1114877226608096869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/1114877226608096869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/1114877226608096869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/09/mid-autumn-festival.html' title='Mid Autumn Festival'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-3680213171804044835</id><published>2008-09-14T00:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T00:20:30.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mooncake festival!</title><content type='html'>Arghhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, a lot of things happened today. Right from the morning, till now. Arghhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling so confused. I was tired and then happy, crazy, ecstatic, emotional, confused with mixed emotions after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just cried right after I came home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;);&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I was happy just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arghhhh. I'll upload later or when I feel like it. Speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arghhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only think of the word ARGHHHHHH. Evil twin, where are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;);&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-3680213171804044835?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/3680213171804044835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=3680213171804044835&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/3680213171804044835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/3680213171804044835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/09/mooncake-festival.html' title='Mooncake festival!'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-8981984076966833429</id><published>2008-09-13T00:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T22:40:34.452+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purchases'/><title type='text'>prom rom prom rom</title><content type='html'>Holiday today, so I went out with my ahbu. High tea-ed at Crystal Jade @ Taka. Shopped there, bought shoes. Woah, my mom's shoe is really bling bling! If I have the time I'll post a nice picture of it. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.tinypic.com/o5uctk.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice not? ;X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe, bought prom cum rom dress again. (; Yay I love it! Now I need the accesories! Hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to buy coloured contacts or the enlarge eyes one! Hahaha! I need to find make up artist also. Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11nov! Here I come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;My class tee not bad ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i36.tinypic.com/opmip1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img403.imageshack.us/img403/1896/dsc01872ot9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suspenders. I was quite objective towards this theme though, but it turned out quite nice. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching mofan and ABC damn funny, he sing until his pants drop! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i36.tinypic.com/2v277lg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-8981984076966833429?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/8981984076966833429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=8981984076966833429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/8981984076966833429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/8981984076966833429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/09/prom-rom-prom-rom.html' title='prom rom prom rom'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i33.tinypic.com/o5uctk_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-4502484595245953191</id><published>2008-09-11T23:26:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T22:43:46.989+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>heartlander</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;PRELIMS ARE OVER BABEH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH FORGOT IMPT THING TO BOAST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TMR NO SCHOOL! ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA, sorry I needed to be proud of that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not emotional anymore. (; Maybe because I was studying tooo hard I tried to disconnect myself with my friends? I'm not sure, but I am so much happier with their company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prelims are officially over, (yes babeh yes!) I'm a heartlander I'm a heartlander~ Yes, I am going to show you how heartlander I am. I didn't go town like the other townies. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ;D Heheheh. So I stayed at home and waited for Mcgriddles! We finshed our paper at 9:14AM. Initially only viv wanted to come, then amanda chen wanted to go out, so they went to Macs for breakfast but I didn't. Heard about what they talked, I'm so glad to hear what amanda said to me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate, watched mofan, critisized new didis for like 15mins then couldn't be bothered, so we went up and be bimbos, we painted nails. (; Vivien got addicted &amp;amp; so she painted and removed, did that cycle from 1140AM till 3-4PM. Siao one she.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fumei came over too! Hahahha, so long didn't talk to you already Fumei! (; Hehehe. Okay, she came over for like 10mins and went off. -,- Nevermind, Qing and Edna went off too. They had something on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img133.imageshack.us/img133/4977/webcam20080911124416og0.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hellllooooo babies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img258.imageshack.us/img258/2739/webcam2008091112434wb0.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair not bad, quite long already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/6332/webcam2008091112435we4.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img154.imageshack.us/img154/280/webcam2008091112436zq0.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img167.imageshack.us/img167/3556/webcam2008091112437xa4.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I very tired I forgot what I wanna say already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Oh I bet no one knows my hobby in the past. (; Woah, come to think of it, I AM VERY FORTUNATE to own those stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;*drumrolls*&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img504.imageshack.us/img504/8710/dsc02144tq2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyah, Barbie Doll! (disappointed?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo courtesy of Wanlin. (; And duh my Barbie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know everyone loves it in the past, k correction NOT EVERYONE, it is just... some people, like me (okay) if you insist. ;P Gosh, I was so in love with Barbie Doll! They're so pretty! And I just making stories of my own, being a director of my own show, hahaha. Sadly Ken disappeared, I think one of my maid took it home. (Hahaha!) Yeah, I have a lot of Barbie Dolls, I didn't know that until people told me I have a lot when they always come to my hse and happen to see the shelves of dolls in the study room, lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was so fascinated by the dolls! Oh I only recently took it out because I'm repacking my store room, heheheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img356.imageshack.us/img356/5594/000f2kzcxc6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEFORE &gt; After (Seee my hair, sweaty one lor, hahah!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img183.imageshack.us/img183/6734/dsc00380ig1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danced Jiao Jie Jie with Vivien &amp;amp; walked to Lin's house after that. Wah weather super hot lor! I become harlene ho already, bring fan and walk to Lin's house! Hahaha, taitai me. :p These people not camwhorer one, hahahahah. But at least will take pics, not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img183.imageshack.us/img183/6734/dsc00380ig1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought this from the machine. :p Hahahaha! I want the red one, but not that! Grrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super tired, ate dinner and talked a lot. Very talkative today. Hahahah! Darlie I love talking to you man! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for saturday babeh. Candles, lanterns! (; Hahahaha, love you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-4502484595245953191?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/4502484595245953191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=4502484595245953191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/4502484595245953191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/4502484595245953191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/09/heartlander.html' title='heartlander'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-7636427049179219752</id><published>2008-09-10T16:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T22:45:08.274+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifestyle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fanatics'/><title type='text'>7boyfriends</title><content type='html'>I am so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so (x infinity! That shows that I'm really) glad that Huya &amp;amp; Xiaole is back on mofan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh the new mofan is... terrible. Like 9 didis are in the danger of 'eliminating' that's like almost half already lor! And there's this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;XiaoGui&lt;/span&gt; whose parts have been cut away, maybe cause he quit already. ;x no idea but the other time I think he's quite shuai. So stupid lor, he was the only one I liked (by the looks) before the new batch of didi came in, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arghhhh. It's quite freaky cause he just sits there and they cut away all his parts. Boooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kwakwa,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasted 4 hours in school waiting for the paper to start. Hahaha, no one bothered to study for the paper luh! Went to some nearby coffee shop for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoooo, I felt better today. Maybe because of the company. ;X No idea why, hahaha. Anyway I hope I'll remain as happy and optimistic. Walked home today because I wanna emo on the streets. Hahaha! Ah well, cause sherminh wasn't here and I think walking home is a better option. I dislike taking the bus lor, grrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So talking about it, I've been wasting 90cents everyday just to accompany sherminh, lol? Okay, lamo oh oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom said that I might be emo nowadays because of the flu. I do not see the link though, hahahah. Seriously. She said she was very emotional when she had flu and all. Hahahaha, I hope that true. (; Then I won't have to be emo again. Say bye to emo-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha. I'm perfectly fine now. I hope it's not moodswing. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA, okay. I'll date with Mr Physics and Mr Chemistry. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahah, I have 7boyfriends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-7636427049179219752?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/7636427049179219752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=7636427049179219752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/7636427049179219752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/7636427049179219752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/09/7boyfriends.html' title='7boyfriends'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-6058292512497870081</id><published>2008-09-09T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T19:44:00.010+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotional'/><title type='text'>identity crisis</title><content type='html'>I haven't been too good these days. I've been struggling to find my purpose in life. Have you found your purpose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why but this issue has been affecting my mood. I don't think any one of my age will be in the right mind to be thinking of her/his purpose in life when they're supposed to be mugging like hell for prelims/o levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't found my real purpose in life and that is really bothering me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I broke down and cried countless times because of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arghhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've found temporary purposes/escapes in the past. Idolising celebs. I know that is bad because they are temporary escapes and when I stop idolising, I find that I can't find my purpose in life. Ironically, I do not know how does my existence affect the celebs or what is my purpose for idolising, but it has served as a temporary escape. Maybe because I was too involved in knowing their information/news that I totally forgot about my purpose. ;x Maybe that took my off for a while? I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few years back (woah I sound old), I found myself in a similar situation. I didn't know what I was living for. I'm meaningless. Who would care if I died? Would anyone cry or shed a tear for me? Would my mother even cry? Would she be sad? Or maybe happy because she doesn't need to pay for my expenses anymore? A load off her burden? I'll just live everyday without anyone knowing my existence, without anyone caring for me... I was that pessimisstic. Ah well, then I found a temporary escape... lol, wangzi/bbt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I was too caught up with him so I didn't care about my purpose (again), that caught myself occupied for the past 9months+++. I tried to avoid talking about him because I want to concentrate on my studies. &amp;amp; since I see him lesser now,(arghhh, stupid andy ge) the craze isn't that huge now. Oh, but I still do like him. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as studying gets into my life, I lose interest in many things I used to like. There was a time when studying/revising has blended into my normal routine, but after this one week break, I realise I've kinda stopped studying. The more I study, the more I lose the real me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so confused. I don't get the purpose of life. All I do is study study study, study so hard to earn money, earn money to spend on nice clothes and get a good life, and then die when I'm old and sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fear creeps into me. I cry when I start studying but yet I do not find interest in watching the tv or using the computer. (I am crying as I'm typing this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arggghhhhh. I don't know where I'm getting to. I fear failing.&lt;br /&gt;I fear life.&lt;br /&gt;I fear everything.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know what I'm trying to say now.&lt;br /&gt;I can't find a purpose in life &amp;amp; learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that is it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't find a purpose in life &amp;amp; learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is just to let me live a better life. I am not motivated to... oh wait I can email candice. (off to email candice,) Oh hello I'm back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I feel very empty in my heart. Grrrrr. I've cried almost the whole of sunday. I didn't cry yesterday  because I was too occupied. And I cried today while typing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus everyone out there is mugging so hard. No one will care about you. The only one who cares will be the one who will bring you trouble, hahah yes for my case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very vulnerable now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do not know why but I'm not motivated to do anything. I just want to sleep and die in my sleep. I am serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh I remember Mrs Tay said she felt the same way after graduating from uni too. So she accepted Christ and had faith. Oh welll, that was last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I think I didn't mention that I was attend church now. (; But I still haven't found my purpose in life and pastor how preeched about it last week. I don't know if it was the sermon or what, but after that day I felt super demoralised about this issue. I can just sit and stare at blank spaces thinking about my purpose and start to cry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am depressed really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling emptiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think if no one can help me I need to write to Aunt Kelly. -.- Ha, she'll be like.. "No, everyone has a purpose in life, don't think that way." -.- Stupid cliche answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my mother. I want her to at home now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL STUDY, BYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argghhhhh, I miss my mother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-6058292512497870081?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/6058292512497870081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=6058292512497870081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/6058292512497870081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/6058292512497870081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/09/identity-crisis.html' title='identity crisis'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-1567794380609490872</id><published>2008-09-09T16:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T16:54:16.667+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><title type='text'>look at this.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-01963703072194446 visible" href="http://player.youku.com/player.php/sid/XNDE5ODcxMDQ=/v.swf"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-01963703072194446 visible" href="http://player.youku.com/player.php/sid/XNDE5ODcxMDQ=/v.swf"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;embed src="http://player.youku.com/player.php/sid/XNDE5ODcxMDQ=/v.swf" quality="high" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" align="middle" width="480" height="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like, hahah, it looks real. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeha, I think I'm coming back to blog about something later, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-1567794380609490872?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/1567794380609490872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=1567794380609490872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/1567794380609490872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/1567794380609490872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/09/look-at-this.html' title='look at this.'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-1936983086496474843</id><published>2008-09-07T17:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T16:56:02.043+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotional'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I cried countless times today...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-1936983086496474843?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/1936983086496474843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=1936983086496474843&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/1936983086496474843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/1936983086496474843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-cried-countless-times-today.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-5031857757783193188</id><published>2008-09-07T13:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T16:55:41.329+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>time crisis</title><content type='html'>Bwahhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr's Emaths P2. I think I'll be damn hard. Because Mr Lim set the paper &amp;amp; it has been rejected countless times AS IT WAS TOO DIFF! What the hell lor. That means it'll be difficult to the max. Die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't studied for Emaths. And I do not know how to. Everytime I do the tys... I can get the answer. But everytime in the exams, I don't get an A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMATHS SO MUCH BETTER I GUESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm SO HOT NOW. Oppps. Sorry for the randomness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-5031857757783193188?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/5031857757783193188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=5031857757783193188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/5031857757783193188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/5031857757783193188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/09/time-crisis.html' title='time crisis'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-5498779983983249138</id><published>2008-09-05T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T16:55:19.286+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>long time ago</title><content type='html'>Oh shucks, I kept taking my fever/sore throat/ flu as a reason to rest and use the comp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOSH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm still satisfised because I've completed one chem assessment book! Of cos not in one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img337.imageshack.us/img337/2770/10849481hu5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img376.imageshack.us/img376/7485/31444210ir3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img402.imageshack.us/img402/6218/47631787bz0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img244.imageshack.us/img244/213/50350194wn3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is like 3 months ago. K I just wanna upload it lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-5498779983983249138?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/5498779983983249138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=5498779983983249138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/5498779983983249138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/5498779983983249138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/09/oh-shucks-i-kept-taking-my-feversore.html' title='long time ago'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-4476207241232385066</id><published>2008-09-05T15:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T16:54:57.961+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifestyle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily'/><title type='text'>thirty eight point five</title><content type='html'>lol, I'm having high fever, sore throat, flu, headache and I feel like vomiting. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha. What a right timing. Wasted my day yesterday shopping, ); shit, why do i have to get sick at this point of time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironically, I hope to lose weight. (: hahaha, I hate Organic Chemistry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAH!&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="asset-content"&gt;             &lt;div class="asset-body"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;TEACHER'S DAY SONG WE SANG (:&lt;br /&gt;Stand By Me - Ben E. King&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Teachers, teachers, stand by us, oh stand by us, oh stand, stand by us, stand by us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Beautiful Girls - Sean Kingston&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;You make us study so much,&lt;br /&gt;We’re going really really mad.&lt;br /&gt;But we’ll still love you so much,&lt;br /&gt;Love you so much,&lt;br /&gt;When you say “It’s recess!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so intellectual,&lt;br /&gt;But we still need your guidance.&lt;br /&gt;Or else we’ll be suicidal, be suicidal,&lt;br /&gt;When you say we got 鸡蛋!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See it started at the classroom,&lt;br /&gt;Where we sit on the chair,&lt;br /&gt;And when you took our phones,&lt;br /&gt;That’s when we start to groan.&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause we all thought,&lt;br /&gt;That rules don’t really matter (really matter).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say we’re too noisy,&lt;br /&gt;But we think you’re just fussy.&lt;br /&gt;Oh we didn’t care,&lt;br /&gt;We made it very clear.&lt;br /&gt;But we thought it through,&lt;br /&gt;And figured you were right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See it’s very difficult,&lt;br /&gt;To follow the rules.&lt;br /&gt;But you helped us to change,&lt;br /&gt;And help us get things right.&lt;br /&gt;Oh teachers…&lt;br /&gt;We’re really really grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stand By Me - Ben E. King&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Teachers, teachers, stand by us, oh stand by us, oh stand, stand by us, stand by us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Whole New World - Disney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;You can teach us the world,&lt;br /&gt;Mountains, rivers and valleys.&lt;br /&gt;Tell us, teachers, now when did you last let your hair down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can open our eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Open them to Binomial.&lt;br /&gt;Help us integrate and differentiate with dy &amp;amp; dx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love SS!&lt;br /&gt;Emaths, Amaths and Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;We like to do NAPFA, play basketball,&lt;br /&gt;和讲华语.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A brighter class,&lt;br /&gt;Credit goes to you and to you,&lt;br /&gt;We have changed so much, because of your touch&lt;br /&gt;We show our gratitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stand By Me - Ben E. King&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Teachers, teachers, stand by us, oh stand by us, oh stand, stand by us, stand by us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lemon Tree&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how,&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why,&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday you told me about cosine p,&lt;br /&gt;But all that I can see is just Puck’s knavery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’re sitting here in the Physics Lab,&lt;br /&gt;Measuring &amp;amp; weighing &amp;amp; doing all that.&lt;br /&gt;Worrying about English after that,&lt;br /&gt;Our comprehension, Advanced Vocab.&lt;br /&gt;But now’s break,&lt;br /&gt;So that’ll wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how,&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why,&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday you told me about alkalis.&lt;br /&gt;But all I think about is Potential Energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kope it from Benita's blog :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stand By Me - Ben E. King&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Teachers, teachers, stand by us, oh stand by us, oh stand, stand by us, stand by us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;That Thing You Do - The Wonders&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You,&lt;br /&gt;Doing that thing you do,&lt;br /&gt;Putting knowledge into my mighty brain,&lt;br /&gt;Like you always do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we,&lt;br /&gt;Don’t mean to rebel,&lt;br /&gt;Never even knew about the hard work you’ve been going through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we try and try just to get an ‘A’,&lt;br /&gt;But it’s just so hard to do,&lt;br /&gt;We need you to do that thing you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I,&lt;br /&gt;Remember all the things you said,&lt;br /&gt;“Study hard now and then celebrate,&lt;br /&gt;When we get an off-day”.&lt;br /&gt;And we try and try not to let you down,&lt;br /&gt;You should know it’s hard to do,&lt;br /&gt;But we promise you today,&lt;br /&gt;We won’t always stay that way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you for the guidance that you gave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Koped from &lt;a href="http://slappermachine.livejournal.com/"&gt;Slappermachine&lt;/a&gt; @ livejournal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I very lazy to go toilet to pee, hahahahah. ;P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-4476207241232385066?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/4476207241232385066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=4476207241232385066&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/4476207241232385066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/4476207241232385066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/09/thirty-eight-point-five.html' title='thirty eight point five'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-1000903789536888003</id><published>2008-09-01T10:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T01:13:04.194+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Volley volley!</title><content type='html'>I lazy to type&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today went to Sharlene's house nearby Sports Hub @ Bishan. (; Played beach volley. 3people didn't turn up. 2 wanted to study, which was super scary. Sherminh had cramps, which was questionable. ;X Cause she ended up outside. o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wretch.cc/album/show.php?i=vintagepops&amp;amp;b=4&amp;amp;f=1870281532.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/4/1870281532.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wretch.cc/album/show.php?i=vintagepops&amp;amp;b=4&amp;amp;f=1870281531.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/4/1870281531.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wretch.cc/album/show.php?i=vintagepops&amp;amp;b=4&amp;amp;f=1870281535.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/4/1870281535.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wretch.cc/album/show.php?i=vintagepops&amp;amp;b=4&amp;amp;f=1870281528.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/4/1870281528.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.wretch.cc/album/show.php?i=vintagepops&amp;amp;b=4&amp;amp;f=1870281529.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/4/1870281529.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest and bathed at Sharlene's. (; Yoho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wretch.cc/album/show.php?i=vintagepops&amp;amp;b=4&amp;amp;f=1870281537.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/4/1870281537.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wretch.cc/album/show.php?i=vintagepops&amp;amp;b=4&amp;amp;f=1870271751.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/4/1870271751.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHARLENE　”干吗在我的床上做这种东西？“　lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wretch.cc/album/show.php?i=vintagepops&amp;amp;b=4&amp;amp;f=1870271747.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/4/1870271747.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wretch.cc/album/show.php?i=vintagepops&amp;amp;b=4&amp;amp;f=1870281533.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/4/1870281533.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This girl don't dare, lol~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wretch.cc/album/show.php?i=vintagepops&amp;amp;b=4&amp;amp;f=1870281530.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/4/1870281530.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We look black. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wretch.cc/album/show.php?i=vintagepops&amp;amp;b=4&amp;amp;f=1870281535.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://f9.wretch.yimg.com/vintagepops/4/1870281535.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, Sharlene's room is really filled with mindmaps lor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh, I need to study!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-1000903789536888003?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/1000903789536888003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=1000903789536888003&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/1000903789536888003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/1000903789536888003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/09/ppppfffffsstttttttttt-i-am-very-pissed.html' title='Volley volley!'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-3822151557369504722</id><published>2008-08-31T01:32:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T16:53:59.712+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='festive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>teachers day 08</title><content type='html'>Hi all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've burnt my tongue yesterday by eating Chicken Baked Rice. I didn't know it was that hot, so I scooped a big one and put it in my mouth. And I teared on the spot. My tongue is so numb now. ); It feels as if I had a ulcers on my tongue, the whole tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img511.imageshack.us/img511/8002/dsc01936mf5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myself, Malar, Vivien, Amanda, Qing, Edna, Mei Ee, Wan Lin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img148.imageshack.us/img148/2865/4b20825sw7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess clique + Bernice + Edna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img352.imageshack.us/img352/5422/4b20826ki3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img182.imageshack.us/img182/5909/4b20824fl9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celebration, performance for me &amp;amp; 4B2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aces day workout was fun! Although Meiee was angry cause we kinda left her alone, oppps. But I was pulled away too! ): But everything's fine afterall, Meiee's sucha nice person until ahem, &lt;i&gt;we all know who.&lt;/i&gt; It's the first year and probably the last year I'll be so high for Aces day! Hahaha, I totally love the song Take It All! Gosh, it got me so high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we changed and met the prefects, stayed at canteen, camwhored till 11am. Tsk! We weren't allowed to watch the performance. What the hell? Last year you know? Plus our performance was the last, so... you get what I mean. We don't see the performance at all. tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img505.imageshack.us/img505/5462/dsc01957op3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sherminh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img337.imageshack.us/img337/230/dsc01943mr1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img524.imageshack.us/img524/3117/dsc01948kc0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meiee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img301.imageshack.us/img301/2804/dsc01945ci1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3/4 of zhai nv! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img222.imageshack.us/img222/8558/dsc01938do2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irony! They hate each other. ( I MEAN IT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img262.imageshack.us/img262/7443/img0710hh1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muack baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But our performance was great, I love it! (; We even got ALL the teachers flowers okay! We are one of the two sec four classes which performed. This year's sec four don't have gratitude lor! All don't wanna perform one. Hahaha. I miss the times we practised the songs! Awwwww~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img244.imageshack.us/img244/4102/dsc01960fp6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4B2 '08. I think some people are missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just look at Cheryl Cheong beside me luh! hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img182.imageshack.us/img182/5909/4b20824fl9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention I love my class shirt? So cute la! Camaraderie! (; Hahahaha, it means... togetherness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to look for Mrs Tng. (Yes, my P6 teacher!) Hahaha. I don't know how did all the other people know about it, so 11people ended up going. I think it's 11. Wasn't very happy though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img296.imageshack.us/img296/8654/dsc01964eu8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Tng! She hasn't changed alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img84.imageshack.us/img84/7985/dsc01965ql3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img244.imageshack.us/img244/5220/teachersday0848jl1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img524.imageshack.us/img524/5600/teachersday0849db2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I got pissed off by V because she was pissed that she missed 2 buses while waiting for us (but we were waiting for Jinle they all).  She pissed Qing off first, so when I called her I was still fine. But she shouted at me because we were so slow she missed 2 buses. (WTH?) So I got pissed off and shouted "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You in a rush then you go first la! No body ask you to wait for us right!&lt;/span&gt;" She kept her mouth shut. Wouldn't you be mad if someone gets angry with you because she's in a rush? In the first place, she wanted to make things difficult for herself by arranging her NP Ikea meetup thing when she knows we've already asked Mrs Tng. Secondly, she gets angry with us because we're meeting Mrs Tng without her. When she said "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You want to go then go la!&lt;/span&gt;". So she decided to meet Mrs Tng and then go for her Ikea thing. So she gets angry with us because we're so slow, we delayed her timing for her Ikea thing la? Ridiculous, chooose one option can anot?! You want to make yourself so busy then that is your problem, not ours. Why are you angry with us?! WLAO EH, SOMEMORE YOU DON'T DARE TO BE FIERCE TO JINLE. WHAT IS THIS? We waited for them for 1hr, while you walked home, bathed and changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was clear that I was pissed off the whole bus journey. Qing and I gave that black face. I know they think that I have some issues. Tsk! I didn't want to be like that too okay! I was high and happy in the first place. Tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so we went Toy R'rus. Qing and I saw this bottle, it was in a pair. We wanted to buy it, V saw and she was jealous. -.- So she ignored us. Wlao, what is her problem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind, we saw Mrs Tng and she treated us to Swensens! Oh my, the bill amounted to 211bucks lor! Caught up alot with her, which is good. (; Met up with Fay tooo! She changed a lot since P6. Seriously. Pierced tongue, multiple earholes, dyed hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to go to esther's house for a while. Ah, then V got jealous and angry again lor. Cause I went to Esther's house, then she'll be alone in the bus. I know she'll be "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shiqi pangsehed me again&lt;/span&gt;" Hey, in the first place hor, we didn't even arrange to go back together lor. Pangseh what la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, had fun with Esther. We exercised for an hour, and my arms are aching now. Hahaha. Then walked around and camwhored. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img402.imageshack.us/img402/9695/dsc01972by1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img337.imageshack.us/img337/3719/dsc01969gw0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img527.imageshack.us/img527/3868/dsc02023aua4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img262.imageshack.us/img262/4721/dsc02026hf2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img84.imageshack.us/img84/8740/dsc02047px5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/903/dsc01974axv5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wapiangzxzxz, why imageshack always lag!?&lt;br /&gt;Haiyo, i take a thousand years to upload lor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-3822151557369504722?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/3822151557369504722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=3822151557369504722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/3822151557369504722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/3822151557369504722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/08/hi-all-ive-burnt-my-tongue-yesterday-by.html' title='teachers day 08'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-4027389496425185530</id><published>2008-08-30T13:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T13:26:50.728+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotional'/><title type='text'>Mixed emotions</title><content type='html'>Part one of prelims has just been marked to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prelims prelims has brought some friendship problems. ); I've not changed, I know that. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am still the same me&lt;/span&gt;. Just that I tell you off more directly now, because I do not want to keep things in my heart. It'll be worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not know what is wrong, but you've been getting jealous &amp;amp; angry over small things. Yes, small minor things. I do not understand why you're so petty. I know you're feeling the insecurity in your heart, but don't you know that friends can't be sooo sticky? ;X I know how you're feeling because I'm exactly like you last time. Being like that doesn't help you at all. It'll just bring yourself unwanted trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not know how to help you now. I look at you and now I feel like... we're strangers. Your attitude is turning worst. I am just totally speechless when I'm with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take that aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually happy because I've met Mrs Tng (My Primary school form teacher yesterday!) and caught up with my other primary school mates even though I felt like bashing some people up (Talk that later). ;D I missed Mrs Tng so much! She's like my second mother! hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camwhored basically the whole day... From school to esther's house. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I've got tonns of pics to upload but I've got to prepare for tuition. So I'll update later. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-4027389496425185530?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/4027389496425185530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=4027389496425185530&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/4027389496425185530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/4027389496425185530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/08/mixed-emotions.html' title='Mixed emotions'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-7565824992207008858</id><published>2008-08-25T14:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T16:53:05.958+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>strike it off!</title><content type='html'>I'm &lt;s&gt;done&lt;/s&gt; with Social Studies &amp;amp; E Geog! (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 other subbys to go for prelims!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57days to O levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm worried because I seem too lax over my prelims. lol lol My mom scolded me for worrying over such stupid things. She said it's good to be relaxed, it's the ultimate highest level. o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighto. I don't know if I should be happy over that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather nowadays is soooo cold! It's not helping me because I feel like sleeping. Oh and my handwriting sucks when it comes to exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmm. I have nothing interesting to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hei Xia is getting interesting! Oh and I'm still quite sad over the fact that 21bang will be graduating. Tsk Andy! What for go find other didis? They no good meah? Haiyo, I have no idea how to see wangzi next time (After Hei Xia ends) Ooooohlalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not important not important. O LEVEL MORE IMPORTANT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KK BYEBYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-7565824992207008858?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/7565824992207008858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=7565824992207008858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/7565824992207008858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/7565824992207008858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-done-with-social-studies-e-geog-5.html' title='strike it off!'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-1837096818051520707</id><published>2008-08-17T23:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T16:52:47.835+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotional'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily'/><title type='text'>Mediator</title><content type='html'>I dislike being the mediator okay! tsktsk, I feel like pinching those people who's making me feel like a middleman now. Pinch out all your fats ahhhh! Okay, no cannot, must let you all be fat, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst than Iraq and Iran war, lol! Being the middleman sucks like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid I'd be too close to one and neglect the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;);&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have y'll been the middleman? Do you know how much it hurts and how hard it is to please everyone? When you please one, you have to 'neglect' the other. I'd better be in my own world and heck care about the two of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This problem has been there since P6, childish or not? They two quarrel since P6 leh! Same clique but hate each other. -,- I wouldn't have to lie, not because of the two of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGHS, WLAO. PUT ME IN THE SPOT ONLY! One is my partner somemore, tsktsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh this pic is quite small? LOL!&lt;br /&gt;We lost to China. But it's okay, we've got a silver. First medal in 48years, I'm so happy and proud for Singapore! (: YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4more days to prelims,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eye's dry and red. How? I'm having fever and I've got sore throat. Orals tomorrow! How? );&lt;br /&gt;I've been sleeping late because I get awake at night, I'm noctural, HOW?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAIYAH. BODY PAIN, SHOULDER PAIN, EYE PAIN, WHOLE BODY PAIN. WALK LIKE AHMA. HOW?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OLD ALREADY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahhaha. Ah and BBT'S graduating! That is totally bad. OH WO DE WANGZI ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND DARLIE'S XIAOYU ~ OOOHLAAAAAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now, kthxbye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-1837096818051520707?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/1837096818051520707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=1837096818051520707&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/1837096818051520707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/1837096818051520707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/08/mediator.html' title='Mediator'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-507717632663721685</id><published>2008-08-10T02:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T16:52:07.092+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Tea aloha</title><content type='html'>Heidi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been quite some time ever since I touched on this old rusty keyboard lol. Actually not, I touch it every Saturday. And we're getting back our Chinese O's results next Tuesday. I'm not a bit nervous at all, not because I'm confident, but because I still can't believe that I'm taking the results back. It feels like a dream, I do not wish to believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k i wasted my day doing nothing but abit of Addmaths. Dined out at Marche and watched Money No Enough. It caught me reflecting on myself. I wonder how I'd treat my mom when I grow up. I can't even guarantee that I'd not leave her alone. Oh man, I hope I won't and I pray I won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Breaking Dawn is out! Gosh. I want to read it but I can't sidetrack, I need to study. Hei Xia is already keeping me away from my studies. I need to stay focus! k I know I sound like a bloody nerd keep blabbering about studies. Can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some pictures from long long ago &amp;amp; not so long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tea session was great. (; Hahahaha. It's not as simple as we think it is. K that is very general comment about it. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img505.imageshack.us/img505/299/image019wo1.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img529.imageshack.us/img529/3545/image021xg5.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img257.imageshack.us/img257/8133/000d6a8cqo0.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look bored, k I am not, but that's just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img257.imageshack.us/img257/3664/s640x480qa8.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img379.imageshack.us/img379/585/s640x480ajm3.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img503.imageshack.us/img503/668/000dak26fq5.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pouring tea is not that simple babeh. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img99.imageshack.us/img99/8757/image017re0.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, sher said this is an unglam shot of me. I don't think so leh. Really meahs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img179.imageshack.us/img179/1318/dsc02895od6.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a fake smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img170.imageshack.us/img170/3955/dsc02484im6.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meiee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/9683/dsc02480qb0.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img521.imageshack.us/img521/278/image016avx5.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sherminh &amp;amp; I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiya, stupid imageshack not working.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not in the mood to upload the photos. It's 4am, I need to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-507717632663721685?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/507717632663721685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=507717632663721685&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/507717632663721685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/507717632663721685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/08/heidi-its-been-quite-some-time-ever.html' title='Tea aloha'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-9117539229840157917</id><published>2008-08-04T17:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T16:51:09.033+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><title type='text'>dreams</title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DREAMT OF WANGZI &amp;amp; ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K THX BYE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-9117539229840157917?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/9117539229840157917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=9117539229840157917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/9117539229840157917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/9117539229840157917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/08/hahahahaha-i-dreamt-of-wangzi-me.html' title='dreams'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-5120697701652298494</id><published>2008-08-02T17:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T22:37:28.924+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifestyle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>Festival Of Praise 08</title><content type='html'>Festival Of Praise was awesome. ;D I went for the first night though. They said that it'll get better, sighs. I couldn't make it today cause I have a date with ——. Hahah, I went with Impact Youth. (; Finally saw them after 3-4 months? (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;except Samantha&lt;/span&gt;) lol, that's quite a long one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had difficulty finding our way there. Plus, we were late already. We had to squat down and eat at the MRT station, lol? That is very pathetic. Then after that we just followed the crowd to the Indoor Stadium. We didn't even know if we were following the right person. LOL. We asked this guy who was like 10m away from us, and we went "EXUSE ME!" several times. Then he replied and said he was, too, finding his way there. So we followed him and then I think he got scared he ran away. -,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great experience, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Qing stayed over after that. She got sidetracked by my laptop! How can. ); Okay lor, then I did my Physics &amp;amp; emo play guitar, lol. Sucha boring twosome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I luvo my class! Hahaha. We're so cool, we make a 39people band. When other classes are mugging away, we stay back every alternate day to rehearse. (; Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohmgosh, by that time I'll be mugging my head off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somemore Heixia just started. Mingzhong gonna show on 56, then I still have to watch mfbbt. GAHHHH~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is this happening to me when I'm in Sec 4?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kthxbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-5120697701652298494?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/5120697701652298494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=5120697701652298494&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/5120697701652298494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/5120697701652298494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/08/festival-of-praise-08.html' title='Festival Of Praise 08'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-992174478818275845</id><published>2008-07-27T14:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T16:50:41.240+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fanatic'/><title type='text'>Hei Xia !</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img509.imageshack.us/img509/2866/43600193zh4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the first episode of Hei Xia is already out! (: Watched it yesterday. It wasn't &lt;i&gt;that bad&lt;/i&gt; afterall. Much better than I expected, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what's the ratings like. Somehow I think people (not fans) won't watch it cause it's looks anient and old... Like those gongfu shows where people fly here and there, lol! I don't really like the idea of martial arts inside an idol drama actually, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past, I only wanted to watch it for the sake of Wangzi. You can say I'm shallow, whatever. After watching the first episode... I think it's better than expected and it's well, worth the watch for the fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and at first I thought Wangzi was the same old cold type, but it didn't turn out that way. Haha. I love the Harry Potter part. (; Ya tou and Wangzi isn't that bad afterall, lols. Xiaoman looks cute inside I don't know why. Hahaha, I wonder what will happen to Yatou and Wangzi la. They look so sweet now.. I think Xiaoxun's the cause of them breaking up or something. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Wangzi sang the ending theme song! woohoo. Even though it isn't like fabulous or what, but at least he sang. (: Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand why people refuse to watch the show just because they don't like to see Yatou/Xiaoxun and Wangzi together. Tsk! So irrational! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, today's Mengzhe's birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, I REMEMBERED. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-992174478818275845?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/992174478818275845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=992174478818275845&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/992174478818275845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/992174478818275845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/07/hei-xia.html' title='Hei Xia !'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-4970593982108623775</id><published>2008-07-21T18:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T16:49:52.642+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Diet plan</title><content type='html'>Shiqi's going on a diet plan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay yay yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oats + Salad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porridge for dinner..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooolalala~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-4970593982108623775?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/4970593982108623775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=4970593982108623775&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/4970593982108623775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/4970593982108623775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/07/shiqis-going-on-diet-plan-yay-yay-yay.html' title='Diet plan'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-932363405556675153</id><published>2008-07-19T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T23:25:21.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>reserved, byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-932363405556675153?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/932363405556675153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=932363405556675153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/932363405556675153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/932363405556675153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/07/reserved-byebye.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-654946444243071256</id><published>2008-07-18T23:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T00:35:33.874+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotional'/><title type='text'>once again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;There she goes AGAIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second time this term, second time out of 16days. Stupid childish actions. I do not understand what is wrong with her. She gets angry because we asked her out for Ice Cream tomorrow, but unfortunately she can't make it cause she is grounded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fyi, we do not know that she's grounded (except me). But she doesn't act as if she is grounded because she still comes to my house. *rolls eyes* Put that aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Last week, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to gift shop to purchase some food, we did tell her that we were going. Apparently, she didn't hear it. So she assumed that we left her there alone. And me, knowing that she hates to be alone, still left her alone there. I admit I was in the wrong, but I thought she was okay with it already. Because two days ago, I left her alone while I purchased something but she had no feelings about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gift shop was filled with people, so we left her for about 5mins. (?) When we came back and talked to her, she was obviously unhappy. Then she walked off alone, WHICH IS TOTALLY CRAZY AND NOT HER. Yup, we knew that she was angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only I knew that she was angry because we left her alone. The rest was oblivious I suppose. They were shocked that she was angry over such a small matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was angry and stuck to S for chapel. Apparently, S wanted her to patch up with us, so she told her "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Hey, A is sitting here. Don't sit here la&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;" So she had nowhere to go but to sit beside Q. I wasn't there because was at another row. What I'm going to say later is based on what S,Q and M's convo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when she sat down, Q asked her why she was sitting there. (She was supposed to be angry) She thought that she's the Queen la, she said &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;u&gt;You think I want to sit here. I also don't want. S chased me away la!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;" Of so many empty seats, she have to sit with Q? Obviously she doesn't have other choices/friends to chose from. M replied her "&lt;u&gt;You don't want to sit here can go away la!&lt;/u&gt;" Then they quarreled, I do not want to elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days later, we patched up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This wednesday,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were deciding to go citylink for the new choc shop. We've decided the time and date, this saturday because it's the school's muscial. So when Q told her "&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hey, we going to eat choc this sat, you want?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;" She flared up and walked away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;WT@#$%^&amp;amp;*(@#$%^&amp;amp;*(#$%^&amp;amp;*(?!?!??!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what is wrong with that girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she still decided to talk to M and W, I guess cause they aren't going. I have no idea why but she was angry with me too. S told me she was angry because she's grounded, she can't go out and got no money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay?!???!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know she might be unhappy cause we're going without her, but that doesn't give her the right to #$%^&amp;amp;*()ing even be angry with Q. Q didn't even know she was grounded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that day she was okay with M and W, so we kinda patched up. But she flared up again cause I went studying with W. I did not tell her. Okay, she isn't my mother. I do not need to report to her. I did not want to tell her because I know she's tell me "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;I AM GROUNDED. HOW YOU WANT ME TO GO?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;" Tell her also wrong, don't tell her also wrong. Shitzxzxzxz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on Thursdays, we were fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Q told me that she said that she disliked me. Wah, she is the bomb. Before that she told me she dislike P. For what? For P assuming her of dirtying the table, but she didn't. *rolls eyes* Plus, P is her good friend. Just two weeks ago she said she liked me more than Q, and now she said that she dislike me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, acceptable. She can dislike me all she want. I am not going to give a damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YA, SHE DISLIKES ME BUT MESSAGES ME NONSENSE. Like &lt;u&gt;1)Yubai today show what?&lt;/u&gt; Please, I don't watch it, how I know? 2) &lt;u&gt;I'm eating apple for dinner&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's so shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today she got angry again for idk what reason. She overheard S and my convo, she thought too much and thought that I knew she said that she dislike me. = = I don't know where she got the idea I was angry, but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She texted me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is A and am Q.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Eh. You angry with me ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Yes, few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The truth is, I am still angry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Cos you think that I keep getting angry over small things Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Tell you what. I ALSO DON'T KNOW WHY. I think i pms-ing. But come to think of it. Where got pms so long  one. Somemore my mesnse still haven't come yet eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Excuses. You can pms the rest of the 2008 &amp;amp; all your life, by then say bye to me. You can pms I cannot is it!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Q: Yes, I knoew you were pmsinglast wk. This wk too. But you can't be pmsing forever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Ya la. But I thought about smth during english. (What?) You say you cannot group tuition and you are like going with two ppl? And Q just ps me like that next friday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: I am just trying out. I wasn't the one who initiated the tuition thing. W asked me so I just go and try. ya i know i'm wrong and u're angry with me too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My fault W don't want to ask you to join the tuition meah? The fact is that you are jealous. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A: But you all one by one ps me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: For Q case, you still have meiee. And what did i ps you for tuition?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WTH?!? PS HER IN WHAT WAY LA. I was never in the same tuition as her neither I left her alone or what when I went tuition. = = &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Ya. That time got midyears then i also asked  ou what. Okay. Forget it. Put that aside. What time you want need tmrw (I think she had typo error)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: actually cause we talk alot then i can't concentrate tuition la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Aiya. Answer my question&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't feel like replying her already. Meet what time also not her problem, SHE IS GROUNDED. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Attire?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Haven't decided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Hey. I maybe need to borrow necklace from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Which one? I confirm wearing necklace too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WTH??? still dare to ask me for necklace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Great -.- lol. decided what time to meet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: huh? meet? you mean meet earlier? :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Eh. I ask you ah. Cityhall got place sell cake. I want buy for my dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: I thought you grounded?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: What. I told him say go eat lunch and dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: oh, you coming with us is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: If not why I ask you meet what time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: I thought you grounded what. How i know you can come? Somemore that time you say until like you cannot come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Plus angry with us like the whole world offended you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Pekcek what. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Pecek? Don't understand what talking you. No link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pekcek is your problem. We are friends, you can tell us what you're pekcek about and not take us as your bin to vent you anger! Wlao. Pekcek gives you the right to be angry is it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: That time pekcek so say until cannot go la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So being grounded is fake? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: So tmrw meet what time. Decided what to wear ready not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: they meeting at cityhall at 2. i meeting S, we go somewhere else first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Where&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Dont' know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Then me ley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: you want you meet at my house at 1230&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You go and die la! Never invite you come then you want to come. Invite you come then scold us, angry us! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I so nice, know that she don't know how to take mrt. 16 years old already, don't know!? wlao. That's why ask you come with us. If not some shit will happen again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Okay. Are you like putting make up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: No. I going to sleep already. Gdnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Btw, so if you get scolded by your dad it's not our fault. Yup, okay, gdnight bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Whats your problem la. I say I tell him le what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: I am just worried that you may be pecek or sth? *shrungs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LIAR.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I THINK BEING GROUNDED IS FAKE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You caused so much trouble, I am so tired and bored of trying to please you already. Once or twice pms is suitable. You've been pmsing too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't blame pms for everything my dear girl. Awwwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So find something else better to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-654946444243071256?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/654946444243071256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=654946444243071256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/654946444243071256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/654946444243071256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/07/once-again.html' title='once again.'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-3026733181404401649</id><published>2008-07-15T22:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T22:33:00.900+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifestyle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have really awesome friends. (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't blogged a proper entry since a thousand years (And you know I'm kidding. = =). The long lost touch with the net, okay I actually use the comp everyday, but like less than an hour, actually made my computer slower. It's now filled with viruses and the speed is freaking slow. It's hinting to me that I should be studying. (; What a great computer I have here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; That does not mean that I'm going to blog proper today. I know the words above are like totally random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have awesome friends, (; Mei's very nice, she made sushi-like-thing for us, the six of us. The ingredients aren't very cheap, but she made it for everyone and it was like huge. It's some round ball, with Sashimi (!), Crab sticks inside. &amp;amp; sher brought fried rice too! Ohmy. I don't know why but our clique's becoming more like a housewife. Hehehe, I'm bringing making pancakes for them tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Lin looked very lost today, since the morning. I could tell that she cried last night, and when I told her that I can see that she cried yesterday, she totally broke down and cried. ): Sorry! Sighs, I didn't know how to consoul her, because I was afraid that I'd make her cry again. Plusplus, the rest didn't know a thing! Well, she kept it well I suppose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, finally done with chinese o's! (: I must get the grades that I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty tired out even though it's just the start of a new week. &amp;amp; I'm quite into jap/korean songs now. lol?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PL MUSICAL'S THIS SATURDAY BABEHH! Yet another time to bond. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the pictures that've been accumulated since idk when.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img373.imageshack.us/img373/7591/dsc02367yj2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img244.imageshack.us/img244/943/dsc02358ab5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img206.imageshack.us/img206/7333/dsc02354ef0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img292.imageshack.us/img292/7490/dsc02349gr4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img508.imageshack.us/img508/3254/dsc02340ib1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img520.imageshack.us/img520/1525/dsc02313jt1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img296.imageshack.us/img296/6392/dsc02347xc0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img179.imageshack.us/img179/2465/dsc02348rm7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img508.imageshack.us/img508/3391/dsc02317kn5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img501.imageshack.us/img501/1448/dsc01611dr5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img206.imageshack.us/img206/3568/dsc02210vt9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/3696/dsc01554zn8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img361.imageshack.us/img361/176/dsc01555lt0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my books, bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: 11 Days to Hei Xia babehhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self note: 34days to Prelims! 97days to O's!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-3026733181404401649?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/3026733181404401649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=3026733181404401649&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/3026733181404401649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/3026733181404401649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-have-really-awesome-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-3440068816164089832</id><published>2008-07-09T17:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T17:28:01.643+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifestyle'/><title type='text'>There she goes again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There she goes again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="on" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_SpellCheck" title="Check Spelling" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);BLOG_spellcheck();;ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the above states, there she goes againnnn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah, I haven't got the time to update on Sentosa trip with my lovelies. &gt;): School has been busy and I'm busy studying and revising too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a bore. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-3440068816164089832?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/3440068816164089832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=3440068816164089832&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/3440068816164089832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/3440068816164089832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/07/there-she-goes-again.html' title='There she goes again'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-8998486665789257495</id><published>2008-07-07T22:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T02:59:19.556+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Youth day</title><content type='html'>I've been blogging on a... weekly basis I suppose. Well, I am a very busy person with schedules packed with revisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually aim to be a &lt;i&gt;zhai nu&lt;/i&gt;, geek, now. Ironically, I enjoy shopping, movies and outings. When I first proposed this idea to my friends they went &lt;b&gt;"You want to be zhai nu?"&lt;/b&gt; lol! They were shocked. I was quite persistent at that point of time, and eventually managed to recruit 3members. (; Appauses for that. I told them &lt;i&gt;"Yeah, I am slowly changing and I'm not going out anymore"&lt;/i&gt; (That is, not very true with what I'm now, haha. Slowly reverting back to my old self) Hehehe, apparently, I didn't manage to be persistent. I still went out and camwhored with myself, haha. Not a very good role model for zhai nu. ); That week, I weekly horoscope said that my week was juggled up and I have not made the correct decision, haha! Well, it's true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No worries as yet. Zhai nu shu is still alive. And no please, it has nothing to do with zhai nan shu, because I actually do have a member who hates bbt. She wouldn't even join if it's associated with them. I have no idea how the name come about, I just have to admit that zhai nan shu's our inspiration. Hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday has been the same, well, nothing much to blog about. I don't even come online often now. I will and I must restrict myself. I must only touch the computer during weekends. ;D I managed to live 3 days without switching on the laptop. Yay for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been quite tired out recently, I guess it's because of the Sentosa outing on Youth day. It's the first year I celebrated Youth Day. Haha, celebrated with my lovelies. As I've said, it's like a mini class outing already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11people went + steph's bf. This bf thing is always happening. -.- Then the bf will be left alone, stranded looking after the things or idk what. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met up with the hougies (hougang people) first, then met up sharlene. The redies (red lin-ers) reached first so they went to giant. Apparently, we were lost/ they were lost. We met up half an hour later. While waiting, we tried on shades. While the other bunch hid somewhere, wanting to scare the redies. But they weren't shocked. o.O Haha, the funniest part was the part when we tried our fbts. We were running all around with the fbts on us, unpaid with tags. Ohmg la! We were so noisy and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img149.imageshack.us/img149/7899/dsc02271xx7.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img369.imageshack.us/img369/821/dsc02267na5.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the end edna and I bought the men's fbts, while the rest bought the women's one. I prefer the men's cutting, haha, even though can see sb la. Heck care, haha. Lucky my colours match. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img89.imageshack.us/img89/885/dsc02272kx1.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img244.imageshack.us/img244/1974/dsc02274iw1.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the rooftop to take pics while waiting for steph and edna to buy their food. Then we went to Sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img225.imageshack.us/img225/839/img3112wl1.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why, I look so dark even before tanning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img530.imageshack.us/img530/5015/img3111fu5.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img516.imageshack.us/img516/9531/000brhf4uh9.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img502.imageshack.us/img502/2598/dsc01622gh7.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, calafares at the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img510.imageshack.us/img510/4398/dsc01625pr5.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why, we look so separated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img512.imageshack.us/img512/9563/dsc01624lb3.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Volleyballed, captain's balled, frisbeed and picniced, swimmed, truth or dared, poker carded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img367.imageshack.us/img367/1059/dsc02284xy3.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone minus me and qing.&lt;br /&gt;Meiee doing yoga? Viv rolling eyes. Hmmm, we all have the same slippers. Haha, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img137.imageshack.us/img137/2205/dsc02277qb6.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mat very cute uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img146.imageshack.us/img146/1904/dsc02279mi8.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img145.imageshack.us/img145/2756/dsc02281rw1.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img146.imageshack.us/img146/1904/dsc02279mi8.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img178.imageshack.us/img178/8495/img3143bb3.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/1290/n53345137610259092846vb9.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/6127/n53345137610259247698jh8.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img211.imageshack.us/img211/8711/n53345137610259258005ha8.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img361.imageshack.us/img361/3028/n53345137610259268316jj4.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darlie knows how to rihanna! edna doesn't! haha, ohmg. I have the video but I'm not going to post it. And I had to do a dare and scream that I love ____ &amp;amp; _____. Stupid viv come and bao liao me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lazy to type already. As cliche as it sounds, let the pictures talk.&lt;br /&gt;(Not really in chronological order)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5775/n53345137610259299290gv0.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img174.imageshack.us/img174/4803/n53345137610259309634fy4.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img515.imageshack.us/img515/4172/n53345137610259319968af1.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img515.imageshack.us/img515/6595/n53345137610259382373sq3.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironically out of so many, these 3 is the ONLY complete group shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img211.imageshack.us/img211/7544/n53345137610259372029cv6.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img147.imageshack.us/img147/7061/n53345137610259361692ul1.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img501.imageshack.us/img501/4070/img3164sq1.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img503.imageshack.us/img503/2736/dsc02278cr0.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clouds covered the sky. Drizzled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img512.imageshack.us/img512/6553/dsc01629cn2.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img297.imageshack.us/img297/2082/dsc02285gx8.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We moved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img244.imageshack.us/img244/8959/dsc02286xy2.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played poker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img299.imageshack.us/img299/2693/dsc01644gu7.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img148.imageshack.us/img148/5603/dsc01642ro4.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey sharlene, woah. I look super dark please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img178.imageshack.us/img178/2522/dsc01640mx5.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darlie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img300.imageshack.us/img300/2219/dsc01639ip9.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darlie and that face againn. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img516.imageshack.us/img516/7692/000c71fymp9.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went down the water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img300.imageshack.us/img300/421/000btt4kaz7.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img512.imageshack.us/img512/4421/dsc01627nj8.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img172.imageshack.us/img172/6183/dsc00642vz3.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img501.imageshack.us/img501/1919/dsc00643af7.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img507.imageshack.us/img507/4016/dsc00639bv7.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with qing's cap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img501.imageshack.us/img501/4070/img3164sq1.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lin's the tallest! lol, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img151.imageshack.us/img151/2613/000bsc98sj3.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of like 11people, only we three went down. = = somemore i don't know how to swim can. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't took much pics with wanlin they all, hahaha. Oppps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-8998486665789257495?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/8998486665789257495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=8998486665789257495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/8998486665789257495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/8998486665789257495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/07/sentosa.html' title='Youth day'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-1757523364801069893</id><published>2008-07-04T22:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T18:47:54.395+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Rihanna!</title><content type='html'>*/edit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Oral practises, Mrs Jacob asked,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tell me about this picture"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Blah blah blah, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE WOMAN IN THE PICTURE LOOKS &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;VERY CONCENTRATED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha! Edna damn funny. She meant, she's concentrating on.. i don't know what thing. Ohmg, concentrated! Hahaha, Concentrated is for water. (?!)&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What is your daughter's name?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Esther Kesire Lim"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HUH?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why? What is wrong?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mrs Loo (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Our chemistry teacher&lt;/span&gt;) told us not to name your daughter Esthers. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In case you don't learn Chem, there is such term called Esters.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"BECAUSE ESTHERS SOUNDS FAT" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yah, my mother in law said that too when she knew the name was Esther"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“那些人去了哪里？“&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;老师，他们去走走&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;“&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“走走？！他们去走走？考试完了就走？“&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“对阿，因为明天不可以走了“&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI: My school has implemented this measure to ensure that the students won't loiter around the school. Every student who leaves the class needs a pass, unless you're having your break. Every girl/group who is seen not walking in a class, will be punished if you are not holding the pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on the day the school implemented this, our class walked in twos, hand in hand to the podium.&lt;br /&gt;"Why you all so organized today?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh *sarcastic tone* Mrs Tan, You've changed us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah right. You see the tennis ball on top in the sky."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HUH?!" Everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl: "&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YA RIGHT MRS TAN. THE TENNIS BALL IN THE SKY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda: "Huh?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl: "*points to the sky* &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You see the tennis ball stuck in the sky?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Tan: "You all didn't see it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl: "&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No, we all saw the tennis ball floating in the sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone: "Yaya"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= = PUAY TENG (Tsk, my P.E's teacher's name)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This girl in my class, who is a loner and abit eccentric helped us to photocopy the class timetable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not mean to call her eccentric, she really is. She dances in the rain to herself and plays with the raindrops, does things you'll never think a person could do. Oh did I not mention she actually argued back with the Oral Examiner? I'll go to that later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People came in bits and patches to return her the money, it's 5cents, but most of us paid 10cents. So she had to return us 5cents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some paid exact 5cents, so I think her table has a lot of 5cents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Chin gave he 5cents, she jumped up in excitement from her seat, skips around and dances around,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I FINALLY GOT MONEY TO TAKE BUS HOME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gloria who was walking back to her seat gave the "What the?" look. The class was silent for the next pregnant 15secs, then Gloria screamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"OHMG YAY!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the whole class roared. I think we all know what's going on, but not the girl.&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXAMINER "So will you.... (I can't remember the question)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE GIRL"&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I TOLD YOU ALREADY, THAT BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH! Why are you asking me again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally crazy to do that to the examiner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole part is totally random, so bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yu ge's and caho's birthday today. Happy birthday ! &lt;br /&gt;P/S: It's the 5th already, I editted and therefore so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a lot of things I want to blog about but I don't have the time to, and that I've already lost the "feel" to blog about it, so I guess I won't. Plus, it's quite long ago already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edna lulu, Darlie &amp;amp; Viv came my house today. Did many crazy stuffs and Edna did 6P! OHMG, HAHAHA. I've even got the video. Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uploading some video on Youtube now. It's taking forever, why ah? Youtube loads so slow for me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-07309671161354887 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/9AuD9uILhwg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9AuD9uILhwg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9AuD9uILhwg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, mini class gathering on Monday. Okay, it isn't a class outing but more like a clique outing. But more a quarter of the class is coming. (; It's ironic how our classmates avoid class outings and organise another 'class outing' themselves. Things that we play may be the same, but the attitude is different. Class outings are normally.. I should say, a failure. Even me myself never went for a single class outing, except the one that Ms (I can't even remember her name) had to leave. That was the only one I went to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's ironic how excited I am for monday! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joint cliques outing, yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-1757523364801069893?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/1757523364801069893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=1757523364801069893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/1757523364801069893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/1757523364801069893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/07/rihanna.html' title='Rihanna!'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-936843797085846271</id><published>2008-07-02T20:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T22:47:09.435+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifestyle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>Super Model</title><content type='html'>Know more about the game &lt;a href="http://otto13.blogspot.com/2007/12/supermodel-empire.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I did not type that post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edna sent me this game, and yes, it's totally addicting. Let's see, Vivien played it from evening to night and forgot about dinner, M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's very fun, ohmg. You all have to go download and play it now. Even though I get irritated because the image is super small in my phone. It makes it exceptionally hard because it's so small and I get irritated because I have to squint my eyes. Haha, but it's still fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, Chinese Oral's finally over. It wasn't that hard and scary, hehehe. I guess most of us knew the topic before hand and got prepared. Oppps, I didn't purposely stop to hear the topic, I just happened to hear it alright. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing to be less stressed about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh, yes. I think I never mentioned how demanding my friends are. Okay, I think I did, but that time I was totally biased, in the sense of my opinion because I already disliked her. But now, I do not dislike this friend of mine. It's just that some of her actions makes me irritated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to rant about it because I need some where to went my anger. This close friend of mine (yes, close friend.) She is very unreasonable okay! Yes, I have to agree that I enjoy the talks that we share. But I don't have so much time to entertain her, I need to study. The calls normally last up till 1am... for about 2 to 3 hours per day. It's not that I don't like to talk to her or what, it is just that I could've done more constructive things during these 2-3hours besides talking her to bed. In a bad way, yes, I talk her to bed everyday because she can't sleep and I'm one of the ones who sleep late. Recently, I've been avoiding her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She tried hinting me by messaging me. "&lt;span&gt;I'm bored&lt;/span&gt;."My normal reaction would be "&lt;span&gt;Go play something, use the computer.&lt;/span&gt;" And somehow it'll either lead to "&lt;span&gt;You want to call me?&lt;/span&gt;" Or else she'll intiate to call me. When I told her recently that "&lt;span&gt;I need/want to sleep early&lt;/span&gt;" (Actually I don't. I want to do and revise my work) Her tone immediately changes. Yesterday she tried to hint me that she's bored and she needs my 'entertainment', but all I texted her was "&lt;span&gt;Okay,&lt;/span&gt;", and she texted "&lt;span&gt;I thought you'll reply something else&lt;/span&gt;", I asked what, then she texted me "&lt;span&gt;You want to call me or something?&lt;/span&gt;" I told her I needed to sleep early, and she ignored me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today she gave me that disapproving look just because I failed to entertain her when she couldn't sleep. Excuse me, it is not my duty that you take stupid afternoon naps and can't sleep at night. I am not your entertainment station. Yes, bedtime talks are always entertaining and fun. When you're there lying in your bed, listening to me, I am on the other side trying to entertain you and do my work at the same time. Multi-tasking you call that.If I were in sleeping mode, then well, I okay with night talks. But I ain't sleepy and I could've done so much more without talking to you on the phone.I don't get it how you get angry over such stuff. You act as if nothing happens because you need my company at night. Previous incidents caught me thinking: Is this friendship even true?. I do not understand how you can be angry with me because of the concert dvd. Is it even my fault that you can't get the dvd because you're in ____? I helped you by going into every CD stores I pass by to check since the 16th. You're still holding grudge against me because I have the damn pass and you don't. Even though I know I can live without the bloody pass, but I don't think I should give in to you. I know I could've given you the pass because it's now lying at home doing nothing and I'm not even admiring it, but no, I am not going to do that because it'll show that I'm guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You made it sound like it's my fault. Just because you have a glib tongue, people tend to believe you more. Just because I sit there and not say anything or try to prove you wrong, then you're right. YEAH RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've known her since P5, 6 years all together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This friendship is so fragile that even when I change my mind to get something else you get angry. Mind you, simple incidents, for example: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;During recess time, I said I want to eat Fried Rice, she queues with me, then I decide to eat Noodles. So now she's the only one who is eating Fried Rice. &lt;/span&gt;This simple incident can make her angry the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pass and a call can spite our friendship,&lt;br /&gt;Now then. tell me, how shallow is our friendship, dear friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you're pretending not to be angry, because if you do then you won't get ____ from me. I KNOW I KNOW THAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think what our friendship's built on isn't strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I do not dislike her, I just hate it when simple things can just spite up our relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I JUST CAN'T STAND IT ALREADY LOR. BEEN KEEPING THIS IN MY HEART SINCE LAST WEEK. I KNOW YOU'RE UNHAPPY BECAUSE I GOT THE PASS, SORRY OKAY. I KNOW YOU'RE UNHAPPY BECAUSE I CAN'T/DON'T WANT TO CALL YOU. SORRY. I AM NOT GOING TO WASTE MY TIME TALKING TO YOU ANYMORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every choices has it's own consequence. I decide that I should study and not get affected by you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-936843797085846271?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/936843797085846271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=936843797085846271&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/936843797085846271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/936843797085846271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/07/super-model.html' title='Super Model'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-2141007496608967282</id><published>2008-06-26T00:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T01:08:31.721+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifestyle'/><title type='text'>Spotlight!</title><content type='html'>Yay,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohmg, I can't believe I'm this fast. Alright, I may not be, but I think I am okay? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;I don't have Ah Zhai's version of it yet&lt;/s&gt;. Now I have it. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm damn high now, I can't sleep. There's school tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-022105369342333914 visible ontop" href="http://media.imeem.com/m/DoiTt0VcV4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-022105369342333914 visible ontop" href="http://media.imeem.com/m/DoiTt0VcV4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-022105369342333914 visible ontop" href="http://media.imeem.com/m/DoiTt0VcV4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-022105369342333914 visible ontop" href="http://media.imeem.com/m/DoiTt0VcV4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-022105369342333914 visible ontop" href="http://media.imeem.com/m/DoiTt0VcV4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/DoiTt0VcV4"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/DoiTt0VcV4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ghettolovee/music/FKQPK0TJ/gong_zhu_bang_mao_xian_shi_jie/"&gt;冒险世Mao Xian Shi Jie - 公主帮 Gong Zhu Bang&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-022105369342333914 visible ontop" href="http://media.imeem.com/m/vStBUFfsZo/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-022105369342333914 visible ontop" href="http://media.imeem.com/m/vStBUFfsZo/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-022105369342333914 visible ontop" href="http://media.imeem.com/m/vStBUFfsZo/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-022105369342333914 visible ontop" href="http://media.imeem.com/m/vStBUFfsZo/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-022105369342333914 visible ontop" href="http://media.imeem.com/m/vStBUFfsZo/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-022105369342333914 visible ontop" href="http://media.imeem.com/m/vStBUFfsZo/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/vStBUFfsZo/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/vStBUFfsZo/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ghettolovee/music/L1uMCBQl/mp3/"&gt;冒险世界Mao Xian Shi Jie - 宅男墅 Zhai Nan Shu&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not crazy over Er Jun but I don't know why I so high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha, why Zhai Nan's one so techno? Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-2141007496608967282?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/2141007496608967282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=2141007496608967282&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/2141007496608967282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/2141007496608967282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/06/spotlight.html' title='Spotlight!'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-2952301569107679075</id><published>2008-06-22T19:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T19:07:37.582+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifestyle'/><title type='text'>hungry</title><content type='html'>I am so hungry &amp;amp; my maid cooks in tortoise slow speed.&lt;br /&gt;It's 7PM now, my last meal is like 12346589 hours ago, I need some energy booster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get hungry very easily now leh, why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School reopening tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese Oral's in 4 days,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so bored I don't know what to do, I can just stone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-2952301569107679075?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/2952301569107679075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=2952301569107679075&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/2952301569107679075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/2952301569107679075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/06/hungry.html' title='hungry'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-4226982946458961393</id><published>2008-06-20T22:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T22:44:34.701+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifestyle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>they're back they're back</title><content type='html'>Dear came over with all those gifts from Japan. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img521.imageshack.us/img521/3470/dsc02121ue9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear got me this, haha. Mickey and Minnie mouse purse. Thanks (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohyeah, viv came over to collect her dvd. She just came back from Japan too, haha. Sent her to heartland, met Fiona, Moykit &amp;amp; Claris. And a few schoolmates. They're most probably going for guitar concert. I gave it a miss, it seems boring anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img521.imageshack.us/img521/8453/dsc02120on3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;viv brought sweets back for me, haha.&lt;br /&gt;She came to look for me the first thing she landed Singapore (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Obviously after putting her luggages at home!&lt;/span&gt;) So nice of you, viv, I'm so touched. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, shiqi's happy and she feels like blogging cause she saw her two sweethearts! lol! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to meet up with qing later but I decided to be ZHAI NV, so I gave it a miss too. So she went out with Jamie instead. Sorrry! I'm not in the town mode recently, wanna stay at home. Prolly meeting her tmr instead. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img367.imageshack.us/img367/4362/dsc02096ef6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very act, haha!&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Stupid internet connection sucks. fux you! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S/S: Viv's staying over, I'm going to update tmr I guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-4226982946458961393?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/4226982946458961393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=4226982946458961393&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/4226982946458961393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/4226982946458961393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/06/theyre-back-theyre-back.html' title='they&apos;re back they&apos;re back'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-7922731700571188973</id><published>2008-06-20T00:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T00:30:10.751+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifestyle'/><title type='text'>back, finally.</title><content type='html'>Dear's finally finally back! &lt;img src="http://img71.imageshack.us/img71/1087/79063935py3.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Survived those quiet days, yay.&lt;br /&gt;Just received the call that I've waited since yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;I was so scared and worried cause y'know Japan just suffered from some Earthquake few days back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, I'm relieved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-7922731700571188973?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/7922731700571188973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=7922731700571188973&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/7922731700571188973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/7922731700571188973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/06/back-finally.html' title='back, finally.'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-3355679797176417763</id><published>2008-06-16T00:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T00:28:51.410+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifestyle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>lollipop.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img106.imageshack.us/img106/5337/dsc02088mb6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(blur shot i know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I chased bbt for 2 days. Gah, lazy to type what happened. If I have the time I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img73.imageshack.us/img73/9108/dsc02089fu6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached home at about 2AM. (?) Yeah, and great I was locked outside my house.&lt;br /&gt;Despite being locked, I still have to take a picture. ;P Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img232.imageshack.us/img232/7123/dsc02093qi0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And studying gets bored y'know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-3355679797176417763?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/3355679797176417763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=3355679797176417763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/3355679797176417763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/3355679797176417763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/06/lollipop.html' title='lollipop.'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-6410598862282159836</id><published>2008-06-14T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T02:02:03.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>died</title><content type='html'>OH GREAT,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DIED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KTHXBYE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-6410598862282159836?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/6410598862282159836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=6410598862282159836&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/6410598862282159836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/6410598862282159836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/06/died.html' title='died'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-5218337343364328818</id><published>2008-06-11T22:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T22:04:29.796+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>HAPPY ME</title><content type='html'>我的王子~&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming to see you~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, I'm happy. I won tics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABEN'S BIRTHDAY TMR TOO. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kthxbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-5218337343364328818?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/5218337343364328818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=5218337343364328818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/5218337343364328818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/5218337343364328818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-me.html' title='HAPPY ME'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-4694782579802898310</id><published>2008-06-11T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T00:15:41.129+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>light</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img150.imageshack.us/img150/8969/1111gn4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ｉ was bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-4694782579802898310?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/4694782579802898310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=4694782579802898310&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/4694782579802898310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/4694782579802898310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/06/light.html' title='light'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-2337020028268440081</id><published>2008-06-09T15:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T16:15:12.728+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotional'/><title type='text'>insecurity</title><content type='html'>This feeling of insecurity increases day by day. I need some confirmation from someone. ); I'm feeling very lost now.  I need some direction. );&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, no one knows what I'm talking about. I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-09041556530009551 visible ontop" href="http://media.imeem.com/pl/pqsyjvuyh2/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/pl/pqsyjvuyh2/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/pl/pqsyjvuyh2/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="340" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ghettolovee/playlist/SSzXxjmR/meng_xiang_chu_fa_shan_yao_xiao_ju_dan_yan_cha/"&gt;梦想出发 闪耀小巨蛋演唱会 Meng Xiang Chu Fa Shan Yao Xiao Ju Dan Yan Chang Hui DVD  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay, the dvd audio version. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not happy neither am I happy. I don't even know how I should feel right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kthxbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-2337020028268440081?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/2337020028268440081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=2337020028268440081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/2337020028268440081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/2337020028268440081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/06/insecurity.html' title='insecurity'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-2585805111705035627</id><published>2008-06-08T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T00:01:58.515+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>Random days</title><content type='html'>Jellos! Having some Christian talk with Esther now. (: Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just snipped my bangs away on wednesday. ): I miss my bangs, but they're so hard to maintain. Sobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img520.imageshack.us/img520/1004/photo0495vi8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying with Qing, last month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img529.imageshack.us/img529/1540/photo0496ob1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hooola, I've got short hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img409.imageshack.us/img409/6616/photo0497jv9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img361.imageshack.us/img361/3485/photo0498ch2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked shocked, hey qing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img261.imageshack.us/img261/1383/photo0499ux4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img168.imageshack.us/img168/7787/photo0500bj5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha, I was talking on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img296.imageshack.us/img296/200/photo0501xy6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still talking! But must camwhore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img261.imageshack.us/img261/3190/photo0502dp8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I have no eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img520.imageshack.us/img520/4836/photo0503zd4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, she's talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img61.imageshack.us/img61/1022/photo0504lo8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img443.imageshack.us/img443/7298/photo0505vs2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img409.imageshack.us/img409/7757/photo0506wb5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/7162/photo0507gh2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img261.imageshack.us/img261/2641/photo0508aw1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss these hair days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will add on when I want to&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-2585805111705035627?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/2585805111705035627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=2585805111705035627&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/2585805111705035627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/2585805111705035627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/06/random-days.html' title='Random days'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-1838070528296788475</id><published>2008-06-03T18:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T18:11:37.378+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>Hot hunks for sale.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img508.imageshack.us/img508/7030/53882226eb0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; That's the aircon man.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-1838070528296788475?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/1838070528296788475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=1838070528296788475&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/1838070528296788475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/1838070528296788475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/06/hot-hunks-for-sale.html' title='Hot hunks for sale.'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-7570051782810157275</id><published>2008-06-02T23:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T23:21:07.970+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Food supply.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img205.imageshack.us/img205/7943/sexandthecityty4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially wanted to sneak into &lt;b&gt;Sex And The City&lt;/b&gt; but who knows that we look freaking not like 18. See la, the churchies said we look like the age of Yiquan, which is 18. What the hell, they lied.(Haha) We tried two cinemas, but we didn't manage to sneak in. Boooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img365.imageshack.us/img365/1800/dsc01350aqt2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Princess and the Maid. -.- I look under dressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with her at Dhoby, then went to Bugis. We ate Tira-Miss-U donuts, it was delicious and yet fattening. Haha, good things come with consequences. We're like bobos, we didn't know how to eat it because it was creamy on the top. Haha. Freaking woman didn't allow us to watch &lt;b&gt;Sex And The City&lt;/b&gt;, so we went around looking for a place to camwhore. Haha, we ended up in the neoprint shop. But it wasn't photo-day for me. I looked horrible. So not much pictures taken. (: Heheh. The basement was like food paradise pleasee. We got tempted by the food, hehehe. We ate Tori-Q's Chicken Ball, yummmy yummmmy! Haha, then we were tempted by Korean Huge Saussage. Hahaha. I was telling her &lt;u&gt;"TOUCH YOUR STOMACH!" &lt;/u&gt; then we looked at each other, and shook our heads. But in the end, we still went to eat the saussage. Hahaha. Shit, it was so tempting la. The saussage's looking at me saying "EAT ME, IT'S NO BIG DEAL." Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img255.imageshack.us/img255/5961/dsc01357cb0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty girl,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img258.imageshack.us/img258/305/dsc01374nl6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boring me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img212.imageshack.us/img212/2449/dsca01351zg1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(this doesn't prove justice to my dress sense! Hahahah) Plus i look fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got bored so we went to Dhoby, checked the tickets. We weren't allowed in again. (!) So we spent our money on arcade (bball!) and food. Yes, I love playing the arcade bball, you'll feel accomplished when you see the ball go in consquetively, hehehe. After playing we walked around, walked to Heerens then to Taka had Omeltte. (; Hahaha. Ate something else that I forgot. Then we walked to Wisma, slacked around the Orchard Rd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img147.imageshack.us/img147/6425/dsc02019tk1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This proves something. Haha.  This does justice to me. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img514.imageshack.us/img514/7057/dsc02018yk2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do we not look 18?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img401.imageshack.us/img401/863/dsc02017un4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look like woman in black, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were trying to find cute guys, but sorry, this is Singapore. It's super hard to find any cute guys. We walked from Plaza Singapura to Taka, but on the way, we seen none. Orchard was super quiet yesterday. Cute american guys are most prob at Singapore Indoor Stadium (I initinially typed STATION) going &lt;b&gt;"JENNY! YOU GOT ME ON MY KNEES! JENNY! YOU'RE KILLING ME~~"&lt;/b&gt;, watching Click Five concert. The cute girly guys should be at Singapore Expo singing &lt;b&gt;"WO BU XIANG DONG DE, BU XIANG DONG DE~~~"&lt;/b&gt;, happily oggling at Angela/Fanfan and Claire. Boooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img529.imageshack.us/img529/5558/dsc01376dz7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid quiet Orchard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img183.imageshack.us/img183/6539/themuo4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img48.imageshack.us/img48/1898/untitlaed1ch6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img529.imageshack.us/img529/1222/dsc01377xk7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this shot, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img164.imageshack.us/img164/1963/dsc02021dg0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah heh, so empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That took up almost half the teenage population. We were so bored because the whole of Orchard Rd is super quiet and empty. Really weird. It was just a boring day la, boooo. We had nothing to do because our initial plans failed! Sex And the city!!! I WANT TO WATCH YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very stressed now, over the board for wangzi. );&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img205.imageshack.us/img205/9697/untitled1ts2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hohoho, watched Narnia The Prince Caspian last Saturday. I was excited for the show initially, but then it turned out like... sighs. I wasn't my taste and I didn't like it. Perhaps there were people who liked it, but I don't care. I dislike it. *SPOILER*Prince Caspian is so ugly, who the hell and why did he appear out of nowhere? And how did the damn train station bring them to another world? *END OF SPOILER*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18991191-7570051782810157275?l=vintagelollipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/feeds/7570051782810157275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18991191&amp;postID=7570051782810157275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/7570051782810157275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18991191/posts/default/7570051782810157275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagelollipop.blogspot.com/2008/06/food-supply.html' title='Food supply.'/><author><name>SHIQI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18991191.post-8816154520435801467</id><published>2008-05-31T02:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T20:36:27.748+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religious'/><title type='text'>A chance</title><content type='html'>Gymed with Mei &amp;amp; viv today. Met up with viv underneath her granny's then met up with Mei at the school bus stop.We just missed bus 113, but in the end we didn't have to wait that long. (: Haha, we went to hougang sports hall, and viv was complaining so much about the facilities! Hahaha, we were noobs when we went to the gym, we didn't know where to do this and that. Haha. After that we went to eat our lunch. We ate Japanese Pizza! It was filled with veggies, which is good. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, enjoyed the company. Loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rushed back home, bathed and did the necessity then I went to Yio Chu Kang to meet Qing. Woah, YCK is super far from my house, i took like 45mins to reach there by train. Haha, so we met Yiquan at Sembawang. They were having church camp over there at the Boy's Brigade &amp;amp; Girl's Brigade campsite. Saw this PL girl, and we were looking at each other eyeball to eyeball, haha! Cause I didn't know she'll recognise me, I have no idea what's her name anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Priscilla &amp;amp; Zi Ying who's from PL too. Priscilla's 3 years older, Zi Ying's two years older. Haha. Met alot of new friends, whom I don't remember the names except this person who's nicknamed Goldfish, Johnathon... See la, I really can't remember their names. ;p Paiseh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quite awkward because we two felt like total outcast, haha. Then we went for this campfire thing, cheered and all. This guy damn sweet. He was like "In case you're bored you have me." Haha. Yup, then we went back to the canteen and they had their performances. The green coloured house was the best, haha. I am sort of in that house anyway. I forgot the name for the house. It's some name from the drama Heroes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, sang and the people shared their lives. When they asked if ... I can't remember the actual one la. They asked if you want to give your life to Jesus or something, then I decided I should give it try, after all the persuasion and everything. One more step closer to Jesus, yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to type something, but I shouldn't. It's about why I find it hard to accept Jesus, haha. Nothing religious, it's just personal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, that was my night.  Johnathan said I looked alot like Campus Superstar &lt;b&gt;Clara Tan.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/4857/17306261sr0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compare, where got?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img145.imageshack.us/img145/2899/dsc01978nb4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img45.imageshack.us/img45/7392/dsc00961or6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, even the short hair pic doesn't look like Clara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that I found it funny today,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at Qing, she looked at me. Then we laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yiquan: What's so funny? Why so secretive?&lt;br /&gt;Qing: Nothing, nothing funny at all. It's not funny. *Burst out laughing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;2) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johnathan: *asks Qing* What sports do you play? Oh, you play badminton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.- when he already knows that she's from Badminton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Houses cheered and cheered. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Can't remember what they said la.&lt;br /&gt;Then after the whole cheer, the said "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ZI HIGH TIME!&lt;/span&gt;" I find it funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Give the fire a hand!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha, how to give fire a hand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: okay, I'm going out to watch Narnia now. Be back later, if I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i accepted Jesus &lt;s&gt;today&lt;/s&gt; yesterday. 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