<?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-8635013</id><updated>2011-04-22T12:18:25.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unfold the new chapter</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>drea</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>103</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8635013.post-112624745741380452</id><published>2005-09-09T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T14:33:40.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I SAY .. have a nice day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I SAY "&lt;u&gt;HAVE A NICE DAY"&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAVE A NICE Day Ay Ay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Why, you wanna tell me how to live my life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Who, are you to tell me if it black or white?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Mama, can you hear me? Try to understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Is innocence the difference between a boy and a man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;My daddy lived the lie, it’s just the price that he paid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Sacrificed his life, just slavin’ away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Ohhh, if there’s one thing I hang onto,It gets me through the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I aint gonna do what I don’t want to,Im gonna live my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Shining like a diamond, rolling with the dice,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Standing on the ledge, show the wind how to fly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;When the world gets in my face,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I say, Have A Nice Day.Have A Nice Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#666666;"&gt;Take a look around you, look its what he sees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#666666;"&gt;We’re living in a broken home of hopes and dreams,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#666666;"&gt;Let me be the first to shake a helping hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#666666;"&gt;Everybody, pray enough to take a stand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#666666;"&gt;I knocked on every door, on every dead end street,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#666666;"&gt;Looking for forgiveness,what’s left to believe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#666666;"&gt;When The world keeps trying, to drag me down,Ive gotta raise my hands, gonna stand my ground.Well I say, Have A Nice Day.Have A Nice Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#666666;"&gt;_______________ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i'm&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; so stuck with that REALLY GOOD FOR EAR song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;it is absoultely ROCKing my BUTT. hah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;okay i have been blogging short entries so here shall be a long one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;hmm, i've been thinking of certain things like Relationship, Study, Family and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;dreams flash and goes. dont know when it will be become a reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;my english is horrible and i have doubts on passing it for N'lvls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Everyone seems so worried and trouble by it, and me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Just sit infront of the tv and stare at it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;i dont dare to deny i dont learn anything from the tv, chinese words there are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;General knowledge even more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;x).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;I wanna be a vet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;But according to my mum, it take S$15,000 for a term, and what if i cant make it? i would be wasting the cash over and over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;i'm poor. REALLY POOR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;when i flipped through the papers, i see travel agency prices, i wanna go abroad. i wanna go have a really crazy shop, but the voice inside my head tell me that its not worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;you know, nowadays theres this fashion of BIG beads, hah, i made a necklace out of it from SpotLight,PS, err.. its nice i shal say, i love it. and i bought one white one. i need good food and good things . i need someone who would pamper all my needs. i dont wish for diamond rings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;just something sweet would do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;its easy to please me i guess. hha. IS THIS ENTRY LONG ENOUGH ALREADY? thankyou. goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-112624745741380452?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/112624745741380452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=112624745741380452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/112624745741380452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/112624745741380452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-say-have-nice-day.html' title='I SAY .. have a nice day'/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-112607681065799912</id><published>2005-09-07T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T15:06:50.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ROARS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHIT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking of changing my blog skin.&lt;br /&gt;but i realised that my brother REBOOTED the computer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THERE GOES MY ADOBE!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-112607681065799912?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/112607681065799912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=112607681065799912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/112607681065799912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/112607681065799912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/09/roars.html' title='ROARS'/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-112579502982279852</id><published>2005-09-04T08:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T08:50:29.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>have a nice day</title><content type='html'>tmr is my chinese paper for N'lvls.&lt;br /&gt;i'm scare.&lt;br /&gt;i'm having fears..&lt;br /&gt;HELP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;if only i could turn back time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and get you back in my line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-112579502982279852?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/112579502982279852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=112579502982279852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/112579502982279852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/112579502982279852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/09/have-nice-day.html' title='have a nice day'/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-112496744726966643</id><published>2005-08-25T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T18:57:27.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its really the longest time.. around 19th day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;19 days since i last blogged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;certainly, lots of things has happened but i'm just gonna tell you guys briefly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, firstly, the second week of auguest, i had my N'lvls Prelims. Yes, well. my results are back and i dont know if i should be happy anot.. its kinda contradicting for me to answer my peers when they ask if i'm sastified with my results. you will know why later lahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. the past few entries i have been ranting about me and my art thing.. and I FINALLY FINISHED IT. i'm gonna post if up later. oh. and i wanna change my blog skin. its so BORING if you guys realised. i haven been changing since. the song "no doubt" was famous. haha. so so so sorry.. and those who changed their links didnt inform me.. so dont blame me for the break down of hypelinks kks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brother just rebooted the computer. and everything is running FAST . finally. at least i dont see the word lag appearing in front of my nerve system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have the worst mosquitoe bite on earth. a total of 22 in one week. HOW MANY DO YOU HAVE? i think i can go break guiness world record already. America Next top model is getting abit out of hand nowadays. but i still love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE TO MUCH TO SAY AND TOO LITTLE TIME. i NEED TO REST.here are my results. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;English : Not Taken Back yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Maths : 32/100 (i seriously want to pass it one okay.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Humanities : 54/100 ( I PASSED!!!!! FOR ONCE IN MY WHOLE LIFE)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Science : 52/100 ( err.. i dropped real badly from a A2 to a C6??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Art : Not take back yet also&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Chinese : No need to say de. 67.5/100 ( ITS A B3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;POA : 71/100 ( THANKYOU VERY MUCH. its a A2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;when i saw my results and realised that certain subjects i wanted to pass pulled certain subjects down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;my Poa was always that good i think .. but i dropped during mid-year. my chinese is really bad, friends around me should know. i only know 2 words of each "Chen Yu" lols.i only have a very short term memory. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;So it now comes to art, although i have finished my coursework, ms tay throwed a bucket of cold water onto me --not literally--, when it was art prelims she said i could not do painting next year. well, i dont even know if theres a next year. &lt;strong&gt;WHATEVER&lt;/strong&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Science. my chemistry was full of careless mistake.. this teaches me to be more careful during N'lvls. and my BIOLOGY. it was with MATHS PAPER 2. HOW IN THE FREAKING WORLD COULD I SQUEEZE SO MANY CHAPTERS INTO MY BRAIN? SIAO! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Maths i shant say. but for HUMANITIES&gt; I PASSED LEHH. I PASSED&gt; WAHAHAHHAHAHA. x). my history i got 30/50 for the first time. and my stupid SS i  got 24/50 x(. but i passed overall. Yupps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;LAZY TO TYPE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but i still want to comment on something.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;YOU. SHUT YOUR COMMENTS TO YOURSELF. You dont know how many people hate you. NONONO. DETEST YOU in class. PLEASE. REFLECT? dont think that the friends around you dont bitch/detest about you. come'on. you only know how to  judge something by its cover, but never read the book before judging. STOP being so Judgmental would you? PLEASE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-112496744726966643?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/112496744726966643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=112496744726966643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/112496744726966643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/112496744726966643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/08/its-really-longest-time-around-19th.html' title='its really the longest time.. around 19th day'/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-112333842398735025</id><published>2005-08-06T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T22:27:03.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ROARS</title><content type='html'>i just dont get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU're SO FAKE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and yet YOU find ways to get Friends,.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: ART&lt;br /&gt;: DROPPING OF HAIR (about 20-30 a day) --stress&lt;br /&gt;:ART&lt;br /&gt;:Homework&lt;br /&gt;:Prelims.&lt;br /&gt;:Campusmoblog.com.sg/blog/phobia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROARS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-112333842398735025?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/112333842398735025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=112333842398735025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/112333842398735025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/112333842398735025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/08/roars.html' title='ROARS'/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-112264757634705377</id><published>2005-07-29T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T22:32:56.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why i'm not online?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ART&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-112264757634705377?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/112264757634705377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=112264757634705377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/112264757634705377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/112264757634705377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/07/why-im-not-online-art.html' title=''/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-112219089299149089</id><published>2005-07-24T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T15:41:33.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Contradicting thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;i think its very contradicting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i didnt know what i was doing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Replying to your messages, puts me in a difficult situation which you dont understand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On one hand, i think i've an  i _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _  on you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But on the other, i'm trying to make you to _ _ _ b_ _ k her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So i seriously dont know what i was thinking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But because of guilt, i made you not do things rashly and say you h_ _ _ her attitude. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause moments later, you would just tell me you _ _ _ e her &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;which was what happened before. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its all so contradicting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pehaps it f_ _ _ returning but.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just fill in the blanks with words you think is suitable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cause the words might not be what you think it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;x).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-112219089299149089?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/112219089299149089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=112219089299149089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/112219089299149089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/112219089299149089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/07/contradicting-thoughts.html' title='Contradicting thoughts'/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-112213654396825509</id><published>2005-07-24T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T00:35:43.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ART</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Just a really quick update, err..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Monday: wakeup, p.e, class, Extra lessons, &lt;strong&gt;art &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tuesday:wakeup, class, Extra lessons, &lt;strong&gt;art&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wednesday:wakeup, class, Extra lessons, &lt;strong&gt;art&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thrusday:wakeup, p.e, class, Extra lessons, &lt;strong&gt;art&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Friday:wakeup, class, Extra lessons, &lt;strong&gt;art&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyways, i stayed in school from 10.30-5pm today. FOR ART&lt;/strong&gt;. pardon you. Its ART. surprising i didnt want to leave, if it was not because that Ms Tay chased us out as she was rushing to the church, i would stayed till i finished.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listened to my mp3. i think i wanna get a new one, i dont wan a ipod. i dont know whats so fascinating about it, or perhaps i'm just a newb to such stuffs lahh. if you ask me anything about computer, i'll just tell you i dont know and ASK MY BROTHER. lols. BUT BUT BUT. i'm not that not-so-good-in-general-knowledge. if you have anything concerning grooming, which happens that i'm interested in, can come ask me. BUT ONLY if i have an anwser to it lahh. x)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, get back to my conversation, well, i did quite a few stuffs today, got my batik half done already, i'm really afraid that the thing might not turn out well, cause i played-cheat. haha. x) shhhhh* keep it low kks. lols.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er.. oh ya. we saw &lt;strong&gt;RUI EN&lt;/strong&gt; this afternoon. she was like &lt;strong&gt;SO MUCH FOR THE WORD. FILMING AT MY PRIMARY SCHOOL&lt;/strong&gt;. haha. DONT TELL YOU WHERE. hmmphs. haha. she's quite pretty, and tall i think. and very skinny. and she can be really loud i tell you. we were like across the street, and we could hear her filming. and it was like drizzling and they still carried on with the show. lols.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after i came home, i simply ate and sleep till like 11++ think i'm gonna do all my homework and on midnight oil? lols. anyways. thats it lahh. good bye. x) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-112213654396825509?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/112213654396825509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=112213654396825509' title='0 Comments'/><link 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could recall that i made my blogskin specially for you. wished you happy 18 upteem time. hoping you would read it. and hoping you would understand how i felt.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;. to be mine, for long .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; i loved the talks, the way you crap. but most of all i love your poems that touched my heart. i thought it was fake but it wasnt. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and so i missed the chance. thinking that i might get it back, but i dont think so...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-112186070437037647?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/112186070437037647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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href="http://www.imagestation.com/album/pictures.html?id=2123813142"&gt;http://www.imagestation.com/album/pictures.html?id=2123813142&lt;/a&gt; --&gt;&gt;pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, pretty energetic today, probably due to my mum's food. okay, RELAX &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;peiwen and steph&lt;/span&gt;, i'm gonna put up the pictures very soon, maybe tmr? haha. if you all wan to develop tell me kks. loveeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. it was 2.4km run today. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nisa, Joanne, Steph, Von, Irra, Sianghoon, Carolyn, Peiwen&lt;/span&gt;, and a few of my class boy went, i took the no. tag 16 and i came back as position 16. stupid KEVIN! bloody idiot. &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;keep on taking short cut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;*&amp;amp;^$^%(&lt;/strong&gt; , BUT. i pass can? haha. at least i no need to re-run again. whatever lahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was talking to&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; likkhian&lt;/span&gt; yesterday. lols. he owe me a big present. &lt;strong&gt;VERY BIG&lt;/strong&gt;. and we were talking about crappy stuff lahh. err. &lt;em&gt;he actually waited for me at heartland mall without telling me. still say i "dua" him&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Poor boy, even bought me a present and even went to the extend of wanting to come to my house just to give me the present. crazy boy. haha. but will owe him a big fat hug lah. as promised. lols. its just when he and i will be free&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. some tips. &lt;strong&gt;EAT CHOCOLATE BEFORE YOU RUN&lt;/strong&gt;. you will feel &lt;strong&gt;GOOD&lt;/strong&gt;. haha.&lt;br /&gt;err.. teachers are starting to become more understanding to our class. i think thats a good move men. lols. anyways. &lt;strong&gt;LOVE ALL THE PEOPLE&lt;/strong&gt;. making speech tmr and putting up poster. hope we can raise/call people to vote for us. love goes around the world ya?&lt;div 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8635013.post-112054879366079160</id><published>2005-07-05T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T15:33:36.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my birthday :)</title><content type='html'>woah, the party was quite &lt;strong&gt;a bash&lt;/strong&gt; i suppose. i guess there were like 30-40++ people at my house yesterday. despite the fact that tmr was a working and schooling day, i really do appreciate those who came. err. picture aint uploaded yet. and YES STEPHENIE, i will develop them kks? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;err. tmr's my N'lvls Oral Exam. hope i get a better result than this time. x).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blog another time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-112054879366079160?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8635013.post-112029100258011718</id><published>2005-07-02T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T15:56:42.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;16th PARTY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Venue:&lt;/strong&gt; My Crib&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Time:&lt;/strong&gt; 1800&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Food:&lt;/strong&gt; Buffet for Dinner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;er.. all are invited. sms me to get my address. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;hah. dont have to dress over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;cause i dont care. do bring a digi cam if you have. hah. x). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm TURNING 16!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-112029100258011718?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/112029100258011718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=112029100258011718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/112029100258011718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/112029100258011718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/07/16th-party-venue-my-cribtime-1800food.html' title=''/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-111987649959275371</id><published>2005-06-27T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T20:48:19.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just 1 more week</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;MY LATEST UPDATE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1 more week and i'm turning SWEET SIXTEEN x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div 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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-8635013.post-111934496973621873</id><published>2005-06-21T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T17:09:29.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swensens</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Pluggin: Mariah Carey's - Never Too Far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Umbrella: Drizzling --coldddd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our class organised a&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; BBQ at East Coast Park&lt;/span&gt;, so happen that YuJia their class was there. well, quite alot turn up, except for some wet blanket. but nvm. at least we had fun. like the past, the four of us "Lydia, Wanqi, Stephenie and Me" were the one BBQ-ing for the people quite most of the time. and Wanqi job was to peel prawns, Lydia to check the StingRay if they were cooked, Stephenie to Take drinks, and Me to Feed Wanqi with ALOT of saussages and help BBQ. x). all of us had a duty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met at wanqi house. and MY HOUSE CENTRAL HAS A NTUC (FAIRPRICE). okay this sounds abit "over" but. i want a ntuc. its my life. i go there for most of my stocking-up-tibits shopping. and normally spend over. haha. x). i love ntuc and careefour. hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanqi mum drove us there. and Wanqi Me and Lydia went to rent bikes costs me $12 because of 4hours. err.. $3 perhr? pretty alytre, taught stephenie how to cycle but failed. but nvm, she says YUQIAN will teach her. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;err.. left at 8 meeting my mum leaving with Nisa. well. quite fun overall. bought the 17magazine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;met my val lua&lt;/span&gt; at 4 at j8 to have lunch. lunched at pasta mania. -yummilicious. *errr. den headed down to centrepoint to the samsung Service center. left my phone for repair and we walked around. bought my yummy yummy famous amos cookie. i love it can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for a lil window shopping. haha. after that met my mum at Plaza Singapura and we went to eat at food court. had my favourite drink &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Honeydew Juice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; x) and i think the auntie forgotten to charge me. so i had it for free. LOL. and my dad came along. he drove to the sixth level. and.. we went to out second favourite shop called CarreFour. yes. bought pretty much "containers" you know the toyogo containers that are big and style. yeah. i have 3 now. bought 2 to store my books and barbie dolls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember me once blogged about this lil bug infesting my room "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Carpet Beetle Larvae&lt;/span&gt;" well, i think it came from my barbie doll. you know i kept them in Paper boxes. and they were kept in the cupboard for a year or two already. and i didnt open the cupboard alot of time. and when i found those Carpet Beetle on the floor, i started throwing moth balls around the cupboard. so i threw some of them in the barbie area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily i did that long ago. or i'll have a infested room. So those moth balls did help a lil while i was clearing up, because those creatures have already been killed or fainted. yes. and i had to throw quite a few of those Barbie Kitchen stuff. which makes me sad. i love my barbie doll. i &lt;strong&gt;CUT THEIR HAIR&lt;/strong&gt; OKAY.  x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. i went to spotlight to buy some &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;wooden beads.&lt;/span&gt; and forgotten to buy &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;elastic bands&lt;/span&gt;. so i make myself a braclet that is beautiful. yupp. doing something meaningful here. i can save money you know? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to collect my phone and shopped at Centrepoint's Robinson. err. bought my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LATEX PILLOW&lt;/span&gt; which cost like $49 and after offer its $30? WAHA. CHEAP. so we bought 2. didnt felt like buying bra so i didnt bought any. den my mum bought a new wok, and that uncle promoting it was really looking like Phua Chu Kang. He taught me how to make Kaya and Cake. cool right? yes. and i'm gonna try it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later on, we headed down to Milliean Walk? (near suntec) to look at cameras but to no avail. so we headed down to suntec, had dinner at food court. and walked around suntec . after bidding apart with my aunts and uncle + cousin, we left . and Stopped to have a bite at Anderson's Ice-cream. My mum ordered &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Happie brownie&lt;/span&gt; and i ordered &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Orea Cheese Cake&lt;/span&gt;. well, i must say the ice-cream taste good but the &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Cheese Cake and Brownie&lt;/span&gt; dont - compared with Cedale , Bakery Deport - they certainly serve good cheese cake. hee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Pasir Ris for cycling with my two younger cousin, mei and val didnt go, but i promised my younger cousin that i would go with her. and so i did. brought &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GOGO&lt;/span&gt; there and threw him into the sea. you should see the way he swims back. so cute. well. the sea water helps him to have lesser scaely skin lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;belle , Ice and Max&lt;/span&gt; came (dogs). later on, went to fetch my aunt and celebrated my dad's Fathers day. haha. and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to go back to school to trace art. met Steph and Cherlene at the coffee shop, shared Carrot Cake with Steph and then we started tracing. lol. planned abit of Wanqi's birthday and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 11.30. i thought i was supposed to meet the rest at 1pm outside my house. didnt know that it was 1pm. so i was like. -damn. hah. but in the end i met them outside at 1245. took the train down to plaza singapura, met up with &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yihong and Yongkeat&lt;/span&gt;. and we ate at Swensens. we looked kinda sua-gu though. but overall was okay. wanted to try the baked rice but didnt like rice haha. so i had the Breaded chicken which taste pretty good. i like the colesaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ms Long&lt;/span&gt; came too. she even treated &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wanqi&lt;/span&gt; a 2scoop ice-cream which of cause ended up in Yihong, Yongkeat , &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lydia&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Stephenie&lt;/span&gt; stomach. well, i didnt want to touch it cause it was in brown colour. haha. so after everything. i left them as they were going to chalet and i didnt feel like going. err.. went to "ROOTS - hair salon" to book an appointment for &lt;strong&gt;Hair cutting&lt;/strong&gt; on friday. still thinking if i should cut it real short. but for now, i'll just leave it this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ITS A LONG ENTRY I MUST SAY. haha &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-111934496973621873?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/111934496973621873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=111934496973621873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111934496973621873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111934496973621873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/06/swensens.html' title='Swensens'/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-111867833579991024</id><published>2005-06-13T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T23:58:55.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG. i'm FREAKING PISSED CAN?</title><content type='html'>okay, people who dont want to hear my rants can just leave RIGHT NOW okay. i'm gonna be oh so naggy naggy naggy. I'm just feel that i've been cheated. like WTF!!!! GRRRSSSSS~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, &lt;strong&gt;GET READY FOR THIS LONG ENTRY&lt;/strong&gt;~ x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today: went out with steph and lydia to get wanqi's present. bought a twin star thing that cause pretty cheap if like SO MANY people share. haha. i'm sorry men. i'm just not use to share in such a small amount of $$. but who cares, the thoughts that count. so we first went to bugis street. haha. so funny. bumped into Henry, my ex-primaryschoolmate. lols, i believe he was with his girl, err. i shant make any comments. but it was really funny how he looked at me when i was with my friends. like totally staring. the first impression was. who the hack was that, why is he keep looking at me, had a few exchange of words and left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, i've been &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;"bio-ing/eyeing"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for those kind of lacey kinda spag. which i really wanna get. and i saw one and bugis street that cause $18. yes $18. (you will know why after i emphasise later)so we went to parco. and walked around, after buying wanqi's present. we went for a little shopping. my shopping. as i was saying i was bio-ing for a particular kinda of common yet a bit sexy kinda of spag that has lace.  and so, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i came to this shop which is "BLOSSOMZ" (WARNING: DONT GO THERE TO BUY) well, the salesperson was really sweet and pretty with alot of heavy makeup which i hate. but i tried and ask her how much was the piece of shirt. and she told me or i heard : $14.90. so i assumed it was only $15. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and normally parco stuff are much expensive than bugis street so, i went to try lots and lots of that kinda spag. and i decided to come back later. so we went to see stuffs, and took neos. well. it came out all so goofy. and i went back to the shop. and i tried on other colours. and when i decided on the colour, and thought it really look good on me, lydia was making the payment and i saw the price one the cashier-machine stating $24.90. a total increase of $10. i felt totally cheated. like "oh yes, i finally found one cheap and nice" and all of the sudden, its another price.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sighs, i personally am that kind who gets paranoid over small amount of money and i think its good. i mean its okay as long as i'm not doing over it. and also, i'm that kinda that goes oh-so-paiseh because i tried like so many and end up not buying it. so in the end, i bought it. and i was really mad and thinking why didnt i reject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;IF VAL LUA WAS WITH ME, she would have adviced me the word known as "NO / CONSIDER" well, and so from here, "I SWEAR I WILL ONLY PURCHASE CLOTHES WITH VAL LUA / MEILING /MY MUM " why? because they got a way of buying stuffs. and thats how i become ANDREA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mums says its looks like a prositute  looking spag but i find it sexy.. and looking too long at it kinda make me sad.. i think after a few time i not gonna wear it. i need a dorothy perkins handbag. err. oh. talking about that.. my birthday's COMING!! WAHHAHA. i love myself. i'm gonna be sixteen soon. well, i bet my friends will find it easy to buy present for me. x). -huggs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE PAST WEEK:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last thursday , friday and saturday was art camp. well. was kinda fun. at least i've finished my composition and now its working backwards. know quite a few names of the 5n1 people and 4e and overall it was okay except for the part where we all went to bathe and the school toilet was on scanner, and all of the sudden we all screamed because the lights went off suddenly. haha. it was all hilarious lahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS, steph lim coming my house to do accounts. so wish us ACCOUNTS SIAO LAHH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-111867833579991024?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/111867833579991024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=111867833579991024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111867833579991024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111867833579991024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/06/omg-im-freaking-pissed-can.html' title='OMG. i&apos;m FREAKING PISSED CAN?'/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-111854906517390879</id><published>2005-06-12T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T12:04:25.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>super tired</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no strength no blog.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-111854906517390879?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/111854906517390879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=111854906517390879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111854906517390879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111854906517390879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/06/super-tired.html' title='super tired'/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-111760710404015439</id><published>2005-06-01T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T14:25:04.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>annnnddrreeaa</title><content type='html'>hihihihi. inowhavethishabitoftypingthisway. i dont know why. haha. its just a habit soon. hah. i'm so tired. i seriously am, the past 3days i have been under the situation of "having a cold + fever + flu + cough" how bad can life get? &lt;strong&gt;VERY BAD&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and despite that i still went for a swim. yes yes. a swim at a freaking public pool. I SWEAR i will learn how to swim the FREAKING FROG STYLE. freaking hell. but who careS? i got a tan. abit. but not the colour i want. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, our school group GREEN GRINS has hit 105 vistors already. wahaha. and i'm so freaking hell delighted over it can? i mean. WAHA. lol. oh. my uncle gave me a C.P.U without any wire gonna get a monitor from him and my mum say if the whole computer is working right, she will go subscribe another internet connection for me. and also have the "T.v socket" on the computer. its a plug where you install in your computer den you can watch tv on your com. just like meiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JUMPSJUMPSJUMPS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, for some FREAKING ASSHOLE reason. i got ART CAMP. like WTF!! grrrrrr. i hate it. damn it real hard men. but i dont care. haha. well, lessons are really draggy these few days. and i hate it alot lah. i mean we're all so restless and even if you call us to stayback to study. nothing goes in at all. whats the point right? DUMB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHATSTHEPROBLEMWITHYOUA.M.Y?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-111760710404015439?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/111760710404015439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=111760710404015439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111760710404015439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111760710404015439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/06/annnnddrreeaa.html' title='annnnddrreeaa'/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-111720572601958238</id><published>2005-05-27T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T22:55:26.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BIG FREAKY MOTHS</title><content type='html'>did you know that the WORLD's MOST EXTREAM GROSS thing is what? well. LET ME tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;it flies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;it contains a lot of bateria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;it feed on faeces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;it can cause food posioning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;(getting something already? not yet?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;it has alot of eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;its AN IRRITANT to humans and animals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;cows use their tails to shoo them off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you're getting something already right? &lt;strong&gt;ITS THE BLOODY FLIES&lt;/strong&gt;. well, flies (houseflies) i believe all of you have seen it before. they're really disgusting stuffs that irritate you when you are trying to eat your food at a coffee shop or even worst, at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flies stick on food, and they have no table manners. they&lt;strong&gt; VOMIT&lt;/strong&gt; out some enzymes and leave those food that they cannot eat to us. NOT only that. these flies feed on faeces also. their leg touch it. and they fly to our food, landing with their legs. IMAGINE. if a fly stays on your food, you would be eating 0.9999 percent of &lt;strong&gt;SHIT&lt;/strong&gt;? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols. how horrible they are. oh.. and why they feed on they animals? they dont actually, they LAY freaking eggs there. and THATS where you get your maggots. its freaking digusting okay. and once their eggs hatch into &lt;strong&gt;MAGGOTS&lt;/strong&gt; (those white white worms). they feed on the deads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT.&lt;br /&gt;one thing good about them is they feed on dead tissues/cells. it was reported that in some america country, there's this guy who breed flies to produce disinfected maggots to help cure wounds for people. and it actually work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i were the person. &lt;strong&gt;I WOULD GO LIKE YUCKS&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just so digusting and YEEEEEYUUUUUU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. these few days been busy with mo-bloggin.. if you all wanna know more.. read my profile. theres a link. not a hyper one. ya. err.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And Dear Zhonghuarians, PLEASE JOIN OUR GROUP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GREEN GRINS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;G R E E N  G R I N S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-111720572601958238?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/111720572601958238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=111720572601958238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111720572601958238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111720572601958238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/05/big-freaky-moths.html' title='BIG FREAKY MOTHS'/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-111692142919009618</id><published>2005-05-24T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T15:57:09.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why not take a crazy chance?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&gt;&gt;the phantom of the opera (sarah brightman)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now back to my life for today. heeheehoohoohaahaa. really feeling superb high today, for no reason i would not know why. but just fun fun fun is all in my head. i'm in a good mood today. anyways, it was picture taking day. fun. hee hee. i was actually one of the last girls in my class, i didnt expect myself, to be standing at the back of the girls, cause i thought i was rather short with only the height of 162-4? i mean thats short FOR ME. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. nice day though. hee hee. x). i just love it. hoohooo. ate the kampong chicken rice (translation, chicken/drumsticks that run at kampong like siao) they are considered to be juicy tender and super delicious with ALOT OF MEAT, well, me myself, cant differentiate it lahh. hah. but WHO CARES? as long as it's filling.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. yesterday, i really had this really bad dream. really bad. i mean its scarey to me lahh. NIGHTMARE!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. haha. x) . i think one cant drink alot of water before sleep, it just floods you in dreams and you will totally FREAK OUT okay. haha. x).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yes yes. i'm so stucked with a book by Maggie O'Farrell --- my lover's lover. i think i bought this book last year? or maybe when i was sec 2. the weird thing about me is, i can buy a novel, store it for months/years/days den start reading it. sometimes you just need the FEELING to start a book. also, this can really help me increase my G.K. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yes yes. i love it when you SCREAM. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;woohooo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-111692142919009618?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/111692142919009618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=111692142919009618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111692142919009618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111692142919009618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/05/why-not-take-crazy-chance.html' title='why not take a crazy chance?'/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-111677212078966673</id><published>2005-05-22T22:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T22:28:40.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/125/3869/320/andrea1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/125/3869/200/andrea1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is another one x) &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-111677212078966673?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/111677212078966673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=111677212078966673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111677212078966673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111677212078966673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/05/this-is-another-one-x.html' title=''/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-111677210116390618</id><published>2005-05-22T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T22:28:21.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/125/3869/320/2252005.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/125/3869/200/2252005.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in the end this. can you imagine? photoshop x). haha x0 &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-111677210116390618?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/111677210116390618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=111677210116390618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111677210116390618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111677210116390618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/05/and-in-end-this.html' title=''/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-111677207422666391</id><published>2005-05-22T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T22:35:13.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/125/3869/320/Img09CE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/125/3869/200/Img09CE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from this &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/125/3869/320/andrea1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/125/3869/200/andrea1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is another one x)  &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/125/3869/320/2252005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/125/3869/200/2252005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in the end this. can you imagine? photoshop x). haha x0  &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-111677207422666391?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/111677207422666391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=111677207422666391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111677207422666391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111677207422666391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/05/pictures.html' title='Pictures'/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-111672558823088510</id><published>2005-05-22T09:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T09:33:08.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm.. well. yesterday went to wingtai. didnt buy anything. okay. fine. i really hate carpark sales okay. saw mrs lum / mdm ng? there, with her daughter and mum. haha. they bought something. wow. i cant really err. expect anyone to purchase anything there. but like whatever lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.. after that, went to the 209 hawker nearby and saw cherlene with the ting ting? she look so motherly. haha. ate popiah *its damn good kks. x). den wanted to sign up for amore. well, i shld prollie save enough money to go continue my course. my fats are oh so coming out bulging around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that pimple of mine, is REALLY irritating me. i mean it. its so friggin big. like wtf. x gr. like everywhere i go, people just STARE at my pimple. wondering.. why of all places the middle of the face aka the center of attraction. i am seriously in need for pimple squeezing to the fact that tuesday is photo-taking. i dont want a BIG RED NOSE okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. went to plaza singapura, waited for 2hrs till we purchased a phone. well, my mum wanted something cheap. and i was arguing like "siao" but in the end, she won lahh. she bought the samsung E310c? i dont know, rather similar to mine, but its more masculine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. at the shop, there's this NOKIA YOUR FRIENDLY PROMOTER guy. WAHAH. so funny. i think he's staring at my pimple 24/7. okay, i know im paroniod about it lahh. but the guy right, if he's not attach and to the fact i have no pimple on my NOSE! i will surely get his contact men. i mean. why wait when you can take the first move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. i'll take the first move RIGHT after my pimple is GONE for GOOD! . hah. well, i think that plaza singapura's promoters are all very nice, very good looking *(some)? haha. oh oh oh oh oh. went to dorothy perkins. and saw this really lovely baby-wear tube? (is that how you spell val?) its only 23bucks. but to think about it, its quite common. and also to the fact that, that are many others out there that are cheap. i might be getting one of the handbag down there around $23 or the one at CK that cost $2890? haha. x) . see how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this is my day. and good luck to all sMmMmMMoOOoUUUAaaacCCckkk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-111672558823088510?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/111672558823088510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=111672558823088510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111672558823088510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111672558823088510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/05/hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-111658758455989290</id><published>2005-05-20T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T19:13:04.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.moblog.com.sg/blog/aShes"&gt;www.moblog.com.sg/blog/aShes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-111658758455989290?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/111658758455989290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=111658758455989290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111658758455989290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111658758455989290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/05/www.html' title=''/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-111649546559302990</id><published>2005-05-19T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T17:37:45.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;FAILING ENGLISH ORAL FOR PRELIMS!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I SAID "LARH" AND "IF YOU  REALLY GET REALLY BAD TEACHERS" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(she was making the "oh" expression)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so here i go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FUCK IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-111649546559302990?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/111649546559302990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=111649546559302990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111649546559302990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111649546559302990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/05/failing-english-oral-for-prelims-i.html' title=''/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-111631684587072838</id><published>2005-05-17T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T16:00:45.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ozing!!!</title><content type='html'>okay, i'm playing oz and blogging at the same time. this is call, save time. wahha. today we got back our results. not very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, picture this situation, someone you dont like tells your classmate about how he feels about someone, den so happen that, the person he is talking bad about is standing RIGHT behind him and he still enjoy talking about it. and when he realised that, he was. "stunned" if you were him what would your reaction be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya. stop bitching behind people's back. no one's a favourite. so shud up la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was reading the papers of ytd, i can sue someone for defamation through blogs. so mind what you blog before you regret. x). take care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shud up la mingyuan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-111631684587072838?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/111631684587072838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=111631684587072838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111631684587072838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111631684587072838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/05/ozing.html' title='ozing!!!'/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-111613395890094200</id><published>2005-05-15T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T13:12:38.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>continuing</title><content type='html'>okay, continuing, err. i went to fareast, saw this really really really really nice nice nice nice nice sarong. that i already booked. i wont mind a red, purple or white or light green-white. x) hehe. I REALLY WANT. its only 19bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, after doing everything, bernard was LAME enough to msg me, and thinking that changing his nick i wont know who he is. like duh. EMAIL address. hah. x). he's gonna tuition me maths. wahah. he gonna faint if he tuition me maths. i'm seriously BAD in maths, so i need to go find good assement book, or maybe TYS for him, to teach me. most prollie during holidays or nearing exams. and he owes me a BIG present. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd, went to meiling's house. my mum gonna down-grade my plan to "all free incoming, 100 outgoing, and 600smses" i shall start talking on the phone really soon. wahah. so fun. hehe. i believe she's gonna take 6020. she just want a simple phone.. thats all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.. my cousin is supposingly giving me a golden retriever. which my mum and dad disagree on, but i'm gonna fight till the end. i dont care. x). i like dogs. i mean all, animals and everything. i'm the future zoologist. hehe. so.. TAKE CARE HUMANS&gt; x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-111613395890094200?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/111613395890094200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=111613395890094200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111613395890094200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111613395890094200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/05/continuing.html' title='continuing'/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-111599659157442618</id><published>2005-05-13T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T23:03:34.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just finished helping bernard for making the "on top thing" of the blog.. hah. quite easy. actually just used to it. but i expect good presents or food in return. haha. x). -greedy down here kks. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TODAY , EXAMS ARE FINALLY OVER!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-spin head round and round turn round and round jump up and down-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm absoutely completely CRAZY -shakes head-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the examinations, went to town with von, steph and val lua. x). nice days. well, anyways. theres this incident that happen after i ate my lunch and val and i were walking towards hmv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;a ang-moh guy (30s?-50s?) i THINK HE IS INSANE walked over and open his arms WIDE as if he was going to HUG ME. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;i totally freaked out. the word "fuck" almost came out and i stepped back. ALL BECAUSE VAL CALLED ME TO LOOKED AT SOME GIRL WEARING SOME THING. WTF!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;BUT, it is lucky that i didnt got hug. i think he has mental problem. SIAO! i got so freaked out, i was like discriminating every single one who walks beside me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;THEN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;at hmv, theres this guy (the blue-checkered shirt), who i might happen to know. kept staring at us? (i was like -did i stain my pants?- zzzz. or what? i have to much fats that you cannot stand? wahah.) den he bumped into stephenie, and he did say sorry.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;OH OH.. talking about boys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;when i went to met val at tp, theres this guy.. who i assume has BLACK hair as a natural colour and he DYED his hair to red-purple-bronze colour, with SIDE BURNS that are sticking out of no-where SUPERLONG, around ear-length and with quite a few PIERCING was sitting at the mrt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;the first time i step in, i -rolled eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;the story in the end, NEVER JUDGE A BOOK BY ITS COVER. end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;I REALLY PISSED WITH BLOGGER. CONTINUE TMR. BLOGGER ATE MY BLOGGED STUFF.. -pouts &lt;/F&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-111599659157442618?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/111599659157442618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=111599659157442618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111599659157442618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111599659157442618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/05/just-finished-helping-bernard-for.html' title=''/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-111586603183007134</id><published>2005-05-12T10:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T10:47:11.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>failing really failing mid years</title><content type='html'>as i'm blogging the pictures of jack's place are being uploaded. hah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. tmr will be the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;VERY LAST PAPER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. like finally. its been drizzling the whole day. dont know whats wrong with the weather. its really cold.. but i still need the fan. hah. hmm. i very irritated these few days, i dont know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the YUKEE bloody uncle&lt;/strong&gt;, read my name tag  and ask "&lt;em&gt;andrea would you like to eat anything&lt;/em&gt;" i was so pissed off. i really wanted to write a complaint letter in that they &lt;strong&gt;SHOULDNT read&lt;/strong&gt; PEOPLE's NAMETAG like NOBODY BUSINESs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;People who &lt;strong&gt;SMOKES&lt;/strong&gt; at the coffeeshop. like HELLO? i'm trying to eat, and you are giving out such BAD BAD BAD SMOKING stuff. &lt;em&gt;you want my life&lt;/em&gt; har?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEING ACCUSED,&lt;/strong&gt; for cheating in exams. like what the fuck? she just told me that there are 3 "Ds" in her MCQ, what you want? you want to cheat go ahead. i've got pride okay. lame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;okay. those three really irritated me the past few days. anyways.&lt;strong&gt; i think i'll fail my mid-years really badly and i seriously hope that the CA marks would pull me up.&lt;/strong&gt; ESP. CHINESE AND ENGLISH. my god. i simple just dont know how to do a single thing. my brain is suffering from mental block. and CHEMISTRY and HISTORY together on one day is not a good thing to do. it gives STRESS to a student. i mean even if we revise in normal times, my god. its totally outrageous to put these two subjects together. dont give some excuse that you wan to finish the examination fast. lame. totally &lt;strong&gt;EXCUSES&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and now i'm gonna talk about my examination papers (if you happen to be not interested, you can skip and wait for the pictures url-leave a tag?)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;____________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Chemistry&lt;/span&gt; : i failed previously. my question those on calculation i cant even count. even when i remember the format, i was like. &lt;em&gt;HUH HOW TO DO&lt;/em&gt;? but who bothers. then the Copper(11) Sulphate i didnt write the 2. what the hell.! and there goes like 4marks? i mean i just want a JUST PASSSS. and i can do well for mid years. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;History:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;ITS A LUCKYTHING THAT I STUDIED 2 CHAPTERS.&lt;/strong&gt; although 1 didnt come out. which i really emphasize on and alot of people emphasize on it too. i studied the last chapter. and it came out. for no reason, i dont know why i was like reading the postsdam conference more than the YALTA. my god. the source base was rather tricky. so bloody tricky. they wan to fight fight lor.. like i even bother. wah ha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Chinese:&lt;/span&gt; bloody mrs chua, she gave a word WORTH 2 MARKS (forming sentences) from a chapter she &lt;strong&gt;DIDNT EVEN TEACH&lt;/strong&gt; NOR SAID we&lt;strong&gt; need to STUDY&lt;/strong&gt; FOR THE MID YEARS. that can really either help me pass my examinations well, or just pass my examinations.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Maths:&lt;/span&gt; MATHS was REALLY difficult and FULL WITH LOTS OF CARELESS MISTAKES. i'm so pissed off with mr lew. yes. he didnt told us to study what chapter, but i know maths is about everything, and the alegebra WHICH I AM REALLY REALLY WEAK AT.. can fail me. directly fail me. i'm gonna get &lt;strong&gt;ZERO&lt;/strong&gt;/ 30marks. but i'm rather confident on paper 1. i hope i get marks for formula. -_-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;POA&lt;/span&gt;: Paper 1 which included balance sheet eqn..i have no idea WHY everytime i CANNOT BALANCE. i really need to do my TYS already. -g.d.i-but the rest of paper 1 was pretty handlable(correct?) BUT paper 2.. its really challenging. i think i will also fail paper two. because i cannot balance my TRADING P/L. and my Working Account thing can also fail me. because i dont know how to answer. and &lt;strong&gt;HOPEFULLY&lt;/strong&gt;, my CA will pull me up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Bio:&lt;/span&gt; Today was Bio paper.. the MCQ were okay, the structure question abit tricky and the Essay question, i missed out alot of points. and i be you wont want to know words that are like &lt;em&gt;"progesterone, oestrogen, vas deferen, umbillical arteries , amnoid fluid, epiglottis, tachea, pharyn haploid diploid gamete"&lt;/em&gt; omg. damn it men. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;same mistake over and over again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;______________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imagestation.com/album/pictures.html?id=2126860893"&gt;http://www.imagestation.com/album/pictures.html?id=2126860893&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-111586603183007134?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/111586603183007134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=111586603183007134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111586603183007134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111586603183007134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/05/failing-really-failing-mid-years.html' title='failing really failing mid years'/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-111563835035137590</id><published>2005-05-09T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T19:32:30.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'm prepared to fail my maths, my history and chemistry.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-111563835035137590?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/111563835035137590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=111563835035137590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111563835035137590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111563835035137590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/05/im-prepared-to-fail-my-maths-my.html' title=''/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-111553124157906445</id><published>2005-05-08T13:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T13:47:21.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/125/3869/320/Img068E.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/125/3869/200/Img068E.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lydia, wanqi, steph and me!! hah &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-111553124157906445?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/111553124157906445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=111553124157906445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111553124157906445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111553124157906445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/05/lydia-wanqi-steph-and-me-hah.html' title=''/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-111553122764831841</id><published>2005-05-08T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T13:47:07.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/125/3869/320/Img108C%20copy.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/125/3869/200/Img108C%20copy.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just playing with a vintage sun-glass. lol.. adobe effect x) &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-111553122764831841?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/111553122764831841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=111553122764831841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111553122764831841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111553122764831841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/05/just-playing-with-vintage-sun-glass.html' title=''/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-111552159028463825</id><published>2005-05-08T10:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T11:06:30.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jack's place</title><content type='html'>wishing all mothers ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Mother's Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; yesterday had dinner at orchard's jack's place. err. had salmon not that fresh though. shal eat the sambal prawns. okay. so this is actually all planned out lahh. meiling and i + val. came together with this idea of surprising them. at first, we wanted everything to be organised at Swensens. but we couldnt make reservations. and it was total shit. cause we really want the ice-cream cake. -slurps. but anyways, we just made reservations at jack's place. and we ate. okay. now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;when meiling came, i was like asking her stuff, as usual, we talk about our school lifes. and so forth. den we talked about going overseas to study after O's. i've been thinking for quite a while, maybe i should sign bond with ava.. but thats a lifetime commitment. den i can only go to certain places to get a veterinary degree.  -_-".  certainly i would want to study at the same place as them. we are forever together okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; and after talking, we came to talk about the cake, and we lied that we were going to the toilet, but instead.. we were ordering the cake. hah. when val came.. dinner stars. its nice nice nice. hah. the family gathering. but theres this lil issue thats bugging. which is the GUY SITTING NEXT TO US. seems to be super unhappy with US. i dont know why. he just KEEP LOOKING AT OUR TABLE. irritating me and meiling. and meiling was telling me if he look at us, we will look back. HAH. super hilarious okay. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; as we were about to finish the dinner, VAM, went to the toilet AGAIN, this time to collect the cake. hah. meiling was the guard, i paid.. and val really went to toilet. hah. all of the sudden, meiling said "my dad standing up" the both of us panicked and ran to the toilet. hah. i think the waitress was pretty pissed with us. lols. okay.. so later when the coast was clear, we started walking towards our table, me standing at the back holding it while mei and val blocked. and we surprised / stunned / shocked them. triple"S".  hah. they were all so delighted to see us buying a cake specially for them. the mothers. hah. x).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; we cut cakes for our mums, and each of them had to finish the heart. there were just nice 4. hah. x). so we all ate. and them took lots and lots of mother + daughter picture. very nice. and the PIII tUUU rAeees are comming up as soon as i see meiling online. yups yuups. den left after dinner. wanted to take neos but it was pretty late, and we assumed that it was going to close. afterall it was drizzling.  yes yes. very nice day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on friday:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;i hate art. nisa dropped. wth. i wanna drop to. but my mum dont seem to be allowing and sastified if i drop. wth. its giving me like so many problems. my mates are like doing way much better than me, they got good research.. and what about me? just shit . oh whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; had lunch with the 3 girls. we took pics with my magical handphone . gonna come up later too all of us look so goofy and insane. hah. but.. it was fun. which after i left for meiling house and that was where we planned our stuffs and surprises. haha. x). nice dinner also. heheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for today i'm gonna study for maths, history and chemistry. yes yes.  meilings here. gotta run. bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-111552159028463825?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/111552159028463825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=111552159028463825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111552159028463825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111552159028463825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/05/jacks-place.html' title='jack&apos;s place'/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-111527818674225392</id><published>2005-05-05T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T15:29:47.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bardot</title><content type='html'>&gt;bardot -- these days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes yes, its bardot. not back but i'm just listening to their song, because that day when i was with val, we came across a magazine FHM? having the word bardot. hah. still remember we were pretty crazy about them. nice. oh, and if you were a english song person in the year of 2000, i think you would sure know them. pretty and good. but not lucky. another group was the spice girl. OMG. val and meiling!!! AHHAHAHAHHA. i really love spice girls. i still have their cds and i LOCK THEM UP. they are the only group singer that i seriously adore. but i noticed something in common, bardot and spice girls have 5 people, and the way the song is.. its kinda the same. but both have their own personalities. nice nice nice. goood music for ears i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, my chinese compo is back. oh my oh my, it sucks big time okay, hah. total score over 70, i got like 40.5/70. no way am i letting this happen during N'lvls, i need to go to sec 5, i need to. -stress. and my CA MARKS ARE SIMPLY LOW!-pulls hair. i should really start studying. but hello? what am i doing here? simply nothing but typing the latest story/ drama i have for you. i seriously need a hair cut. my hair's like so going hay-wire. all the short fringe are irritating my EYES. i need hair bands. and i think clips soon. my god. no way. hmm. i feel like letting my hair have more "pow" more "weight" and a "heavy" look, but i think i would look draggy, but who cares right? hah. shal get hair cut right after exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i want to go shopping at bangkok during decemeber. or even better sydney? melbourne? just bring me to places where i can shop for good, affordable and long lasting stuff. my washing machine is seriously giving me alot of problem. whatever clothes i put in, it just expands the clothes, or else WORST, it tear the clothe and the thread all come out. damn it for good men!. god. history history chemistry chemistry together. my life is gonna go like this "____________" but i shall try and buckle my seat belt and bring myself to the next level. UNDERSTAND THE CHAPTER instead of memorizing it. wahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thats the end for today's drama. thankew. x) -- please leave a tag. hahah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-111527818674225392?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/111527818674225392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=111527818674225392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111527818674225392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111527818674225392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/05/bardot.html' title='bardot'/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-111511180034686911</id><published>2005-05-03T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T17:16:40.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exams day</title><content type='html'>today was our english and social studies paper. woah. english was really difficult. didnt understand what the passage was. i'm serious. damn, if i dont get good results for english, i can simply just fail my N'lvls men! omg. AHHHHHHHH. but social studies SEQ was easy if you studied. but the SBQ was like. what the hell. i dont even know how to answer such question. my god. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but whatever it is, bless that i'll get good grades and get more motivation to study. tatas. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-my mouse scroll spoiled. &lt;strong&gt;DAMN.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-111511180034686911?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/111511180034686911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=111511180034686911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111511180034686911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111511180034686911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/05/exams-day.html' title='exams day'/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-111468265997058483</id><published>2005-04-28T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T18:04:19.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally raining.. woohooo</title><content type='html'>&gt;its finally raining.. i can hardly stand the sun anymore. omg.. now i have two pale colours on my ankle, where the sock is.. %#*^(#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;my chemistry is a pile of shit. i mistaken the limewater thing to test for h2. what the hel.. ANDREA WAKE UP!!! OMG!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;i finally send my seventeen card thing today. like.. it has been a week or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;the moblogging thing, me yvon, steph, irda and sianghoon will be the group leaders. hope it would be fun and people would actually support us. heh. x) fun fun funf eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;we skipped art SSP today. i think i'm gonna get shot in the head. but good thing is, we will be missing one because of the Prize-giving ceromony. WAHAHHAHA*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; and when i'm trying to contribute a skin to blogskin, (username=andrea89) it tells me it has some whatever problem. my god. kill me okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;in conclusion. i dont like today. alot of teachers seems to be dissapointed with my results. esp my chem teacher. thats how i feel. cause i'm like deproving.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-111468265997058483?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/111468265997058483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=111468265997058483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111468265997058483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111468265997058483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/04/finally-raining-woohooo.html' title='finally raining.. woohooo'/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-111460283045540112</id><published>2005-04-27T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T19:53:50.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Results</title><content type='html'>&gt;firstly, VAL LUA.. i finally change the song. but its still lindsay's song okay? hah. -bleaghs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;secondly, i'm gonna blog this way in the future. it is so much easier talking about whats going on and so forth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;thirdly, i did some edition on my blog.. gonna make a blogskin by myself after the mid-year papers. heh x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.. well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;my chinese paper 1 regarding the complimentry on the libirarian and addition of books, i was shocked to see my results as a 14/20 . i thought i would fail but i could have had 15/20 if only i dont have wrong words. i bet my compo will be very bad, cause our teacher told us that those writting the same thing as me, failed. so i think i'm nothing better than them lahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; next, i know jackson must be flying in the nine clouds now, cause his overall chemistrty is way much better than me by that 1 mark. and i failed my chemistry.. people are suppose to improve but me? i de-proved.. i think i spend to much time on (you wont want to know what) . so andrea please work your ass off for mid-year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; high tea yesterday in school was alright.. err. i dont like those with cream and custards in it one lahh. hah. chatted with szehui peiwen carol lydia swee eng timothy and alvin. nice nice. talkin about the past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; had p.e today, and the most hilarious thing that happened was that mr wong, our p.e instructor said he liked our group because we were active in participation and very serious when playing basketball. hah. all of us laughed like siao lorhh. x) hor stephenie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Accounts is doing revision now, almost all the subjects. it seems that everyone is starting to revise but i have not. i need motivation men. my whole head is filled with shooppping for good stuffs. i wanna go bangkok to buy big big stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; the seventeen card, since the time when val cut out for me. i haveent even send when i have the stamps and everything ready already. oh my god. i'm so slow can? hah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-111460283045540112?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/111460283045540112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=111460283045540112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111460283045540112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111460283045540112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/04/results.html' title='Results'/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-111442051980223436</id><published>2005-04-25T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T17:15:19.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>drinking my favourite PURE sunkist orange juice. hah. with 3 cubes of ice and listening to COCO LEE's "AI TAI DUO" its chinese though.. but i love it. if you dont really like chinese, try buyin her cd, "promise" you'll sure like it.. hah. x). trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, nothing much happen these few days. shall mention a few bumps and bumps bumps. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&gt;realise i cannot stand this girl who is standing in my way between my bestest friend and me. (not from my class lahh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&gt;bonds are stronger &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&gt; had dim sum + crispy noodles + porriage at crystal jade  -superb breakfast. $99?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&gt; had band. hah. we got gold .lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&gt;Sports Day.. err.. fun yet sunny. michelle fell down. -takecare-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&gt; Regina got some kind of dengee thingy.. visit her with timothy , leeyen and tricia. (hah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&gt; our gold came from the glory of god. ~ (no comments)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;TODAY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;0745&gt; Chinese Orchestra and ELDDS got gold. well, i think this year is just a lucky year for my school .hah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;0825&gt; English Paper 1 ; Magazine article, wrote about the "the green activist club" what the lotus award. i listen to assembly one okay. hah.  Composition wrote about what i like and dislike about the neighbourhood, easy question but very easy to write out of point. spend like 20mins on draft. hah. thats what waikin taught me lahh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1010&gt;Jackson, William and Fabian came over to my seat to ask about chinese. And seriously speaking the person is not yihong, its y__gh__. sastified?and certainly not waikin. hah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1100&gt; Chinese paper 1 started. struggled with the question but i think i did what the teacher told us to. hah. did the issue on a newspaper report regarding comic shops selling porn comics to youngsters illegally. hah. wrote a bunch of crap that consist like.. 525words? woahhhhhh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1300&gt; finished our paper 1 of chinese&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1330&gt;lunch with the twins and tricia. good laksa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1430&gt;had band today. fun fun fun.. goofying around. hah. the calbury song ya? i just love the twins. so funny and jumpy, but sometimes over-sacarstic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1600&gt; ate ice-cream with Alvin. heh. fun fun fun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In conclusion. today is a happy day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-111442051980223436?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/111442051980223436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=111442051980223436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111442051980223436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111442051980223436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/04/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-111366717447399033</id><published>2005-04-16T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T00:39:43.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>still in shocked</title><content type='html'>you know what? i'm like still in so much shock.. i am so speechless that we got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOLD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can someone wake the joy out of me. hah tell me that we really got gold. hah. x). omg. i know alot of people think its fake, and find it surprising. but we work our asses off to get this. did you all? 5months only. think ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must have before SYF:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAITH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRUST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never ever neglect these two.. define if you can .. cause i cant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;finally, our band gain recognition after so many years in Zhonghua Secondary School. Honoured. yes we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm am going to thank everyone from here who took part in the SYF'2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;Flute and Oboe Section&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;beatrice YEO : hah. you evil bitch/best friend. hah. i'll never forget you, cause i know we'll sure go seperate ways after your O'lvls, but of cause, i wont want you off my mind. you're the best, the one who i confide in to, hah, i love you lah.. and i really want to really thank you for being there on that day during the shoe incident, a true friend. a really true friend, we've certainly gone through quite alot of "feng feng yu yu". For Once, i'm lost for words, i can hardly express it anyways, but you sure can read me. hah. i'm left speechless but still thanks larh.. hah. -bitch.*sorry for you butt anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Michelle: you're really a nice girl. hah. you look like that kind that doesnt know whats going on, with that blur blur look. hah. but nice partner to be with, and you and that victor, everlasting arhh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Lee Yen: thanks for helping me tie my bun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&gt;Clarinet Section&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Timothy Yeo: hah, although we slacked like siao during sectional, we still did our Highland Celebration greatly right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regina: hah. i know whats been going on btw you and him. but since you dont want me to say anything, i wont say . x. i'll keep that lil secret of yours dear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Fiona: yes, all the silly jokes did make sectional filled with more fun arhh. hah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Lihui: omg, its a good thing you came to second clarinet, i hope i have not been a parasite to you. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weiting: thanks also, hah, for telling me where i should do this and that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Alvin: lols, really need to thank you for accompanying me for tht short distance walk home. hah. remember the -expressway home. hah. oh ya. also need to thank you for helping me set up the instrument for like, years time. hah. and not minding the fact that i'm irritating you. ~lols&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Lisa: I know you just joined us. let this be your first impression of the band. a gold one. so you must teach the rest of the juniors next time you know? hah. must pass down all those skills. our results will partly rely on you already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Nicole: Yes, till you're Sec 5, you will be in again. so make sure you are good, and sustain the gold clarinet style x).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt; Trumpet Section&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Samuel: hah. you look so innocent, just wan to make so much joke outta you. but of cause, you must carry out the confidence lah.. hah. walk proudly, jio your friends to join band more . esp boys arhh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Meiting: hah, cant stand your "hiao-ness"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Rachel: You do really good in first trumpet. i'm left speechless. so fast and you can reach the standard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Yiching: hah, need to thank you alot. yes yes. MUST HAVE FAITH. or we wont succeed in whatever things we do. we proved it to ms talib and everything. your consistancy for band is endless. you are truly a drum major, who differentiate the rights and wrong. i know there has been alot of things that we all as a band has gone through.. but we never fail to over come them. am i right? hah. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;the rest: well done for the "tang tang tang" and the "do do do"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&gt;Horn Section&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Szehui: hah. 4e5n WE DID IT. a gold. always your 5566. hah. a senior i have for 4years already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Stacy: hah, you're so bubbly you know. anyways your horn section was just great at the bar 102 of BLAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;the rest: i'm speechless that the two of you are always so quiet. hah. talk more, interact more. we wont mind or discrimate any of you. hah. x) .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&gt; Eupho Section:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Jac: WELL DONE. YOU DID IT. MY GOD. i cant believe my ears yesterday. the sound. we filled the hall and everything. you let us shine through. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ulric: Please dont give up on your Eupho thingy. continue to strive, and try your very best to take over beatrice skills of being a Band Major.. Bring the Band to glory in another 2 years. its all up to you already. x). no longer relying on seniors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&gt;Saxophone Section:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Peilin and Melvin: great job. though this is your last SYF, but nevermind. at least it puts a perfect dot on your life journey of band.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hui Fen: hah, "yuan jia lu zai" i'll never forget the bubbly you too. hah. always so funny and crankin jokes that are practically lame and all. hah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Yu Jia: You give the blur look, yet look like you know  everything, hah, your expression is so cute. can share some of it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;shuk man and timothy: well done i must say, although you almost were replaced by some other but you did it in the end. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;Tuba Section&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;all: WELL DONE ON YOUR PART. hah despite the fact that your instruments are so big, you still held it confidently in the hall. hah. well done boys. x). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&gt;trombone Section&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Paul: hah, you and your disgusted jokes, really cant stand it men. but overall you're a nice friend, a nice guy indeed. x).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Kunyu, Jason, and the rest: very well indeed, esp on BLAM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&gt;the rest of the groups.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"CLP": thanks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hannah and Krystal: hah, you two are really the joke of my days men. hah. always updating me with hot-topics and stuff. really love you guys to bits and pieces, but sometimes, try not to be so blunt and strong-headed larh.. hah. iloveyou~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&gt; &lt;strong&gt;the percussions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Wanli, Kenneth, Betsy, Tricia, Ms-X, Swee Eng, Li Hua : great job.. i'll never forget all of you. trust me.. al the thing we been through.. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;YeeYan: hah. thanks boy, for being there when i really need you. hah. at least i got over him already. and you and her, always a secret. ~ours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-111366717447399033?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/111366717447399033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=111366717447399033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111366717447399033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111366717447399033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/04/still-in-shocked.html' title='still in shocked'/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-111357600859063294</id><published>2005-04-15T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T00:41:10.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ITS A GOLD</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Proudly annouce that Our ZHONGHUA SYMPHONIC BAND, has ACHIEVED&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;GOLD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my god, despite the fact that we always skip, dont takes things seriously. or should i say exclude the "we" since "we"'re drifting apart and replace it with a I. -drop that subject. anyways. today is SYF. for us zhonghua secondary. hah. we achieved what we least expected, but most wanted. hah. -get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, our wits teams, we didnt really won, we got second though, but for a work that is done like in less than a month, we are counted strong. oh my god. i have so many to type, but i just so tired, i just feel like closing my eyes and type. i haven even bath, and i stink like a bitch. BUT, the Wits Competition, our Zhonghua team has gotten in to the cluster thingy. and from here, of cause, good lucks guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;days are pretty stressful, some people just tend to break down here and there, and i shant talk about it, cause its pretty normal in this world. yes yes. BUT, we still managed to get a gold. well, i know there have been alot of band out there (whom i think you would know -zwinds) that has been boasting what they got, or commenting on us. but who cares, its their hands and legs and mouth, its THEM who are commenting, as long as the Zwinds spirit doesnt end, i believe we can sure get a stable gold - gold with honour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;SYF:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&gt; fall in at 1120, full dress, but was too busy making our shirts and hair. (i'm a troublesomeone)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&gt; Mr Chew, gave us a few last words, hah. crack some jokes here and there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&gt;Mrs Chew helped us put GEL on our hair.. diao- despite the fact i hate it, i aplied alot myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&gt;started to bun our hair and check our attire and then did a bit of warm-ups. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&gt;Left of Singapore Concert Hall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&gt; the band before us has already reached and i went to buy my CHOCOLATES. hah my M'Mns. Chocolate, they perks me up, make me feel awake and gooooooooooddddddd--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&gt; hah. went in the tunning room, we were just great, did a lil prayer with mr chew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&gt; waited outside, saw this really cute tuba-ist? hah. but.. i think he isnt even a sec 4. hah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&gt; went in, not feeling gan chiong, gave the very BITCHY face, yet a lil smirk// smile x &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&gt; played the Set piece, was good. our articulation, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&gt; played our Choice piece and it was AGGRESSIVE. i love it, although there were some breakdowns here and there and the ending wasnt really together, but most of all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WE FILLED THE HALL WITH FASTER AIRSPEED&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yes yes yes, memories of everyone, like almost 5months together with both mr chew and mr mashri, we are a gold band. of cause we have to thank our previous conductors, mr aw and mr goh, despite the fact that they didnt taught us any piece, but they led up us to who we are last year. x). so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A big thank you to all teachers / conductors who led us up and brought us to who we are today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;oh my god, until now, i'm still shocked with the results we achieved. oh my. hah. cried when the annoucement was made. hah. abit stupid but i think i just didnt believe it lah.. hah. x) . all our efforts are paid off, we the sec 4s , the last year, despite the fact that the examinations are coming near, we still mananged. omg. i really really hope that this can be continued and carried on to the next batch of band members, esp to sec2s and secs1. cause they would be taking it the next time. x). so please, we have already set a target. strive for the very best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After everything, threw my heart out to &lt;em&gt;YeeYan&lt;/em&gt;, cause Sometime some stuff, i just feel like sharing with him, cause he can give advice, and is a good listener. &lt;em&gt;Regina&lt;/em&gt; also. -sighs, things are changing larh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;called &lt;em&gt;yonghui&lt;/em&gt;, not &lt;em&gt;yihong&lt;/em&gt;, benjamin. told him about some stuffs . gonna call him later if i'm still awake. well. things are unstable. but i think the award pulled us strong, even if it was just a "touch-gold" we still did very good. x) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TO THE REST OF THE BAND:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;WE DID OUR VERY BEST, WE PUT IN OUR BEST EFFORTS, and yes. it is true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;99% EFFORT, 1%LUCK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;WE DID IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Zwinds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-111357600859063294?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/111357600859063294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=111357600859063294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111357600859063294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111357600859063294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/04/its-gold.html' title='ITS A GOLD'/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-111339742277351607</id><published>2005-04-13T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T21:03:42.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>that smirky smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laughs-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont know the final yet, but, we the symphony dream will sure win this competition and represent our school for the last time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, lets do a lil survey:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Have you ever discrimate someone in your life?&lt;br /&gt;     a. Yes                        b. No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Have you ever scolded someone right across the face even if it wasn't him/her?&lt;br /&gt;     a. Yes                        b.No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Have you ever stolen school shoes in your whole life?&lt;br /&gt;    a. Yes                         b.No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Do you take Criticism seriously or a joke?&lt;br /&gt;     a. Seriously             b. Joke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Do you think that calling names is fun? (via versa)&lt;br /&gt;     a. Fun                      b. Not Fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion of my report:&lt;br /&gt;To conclude your own report, please wait for the next update. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-111339742277351607?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/111339742277351607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=111339742277351607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111339742277351607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111339742277351607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/04/that-smirky-smile.html' title=''/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-111314356028897363</id><published>2005-04-10T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T22:32:40.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;going to be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;as busy as a bumblebee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-111314356028897363?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/111314356028897363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=111314356028897363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111314356028897363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111314356028897363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/04/going-to-beas-busy-as-bumblebee.html' title=''/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-111310046412883994</id><published>2005-04-10T10:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T10:34:24.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/125/3869/320/myfoolishness.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/125/3869/200/myfoolishness.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read for yourself&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-111310046412883994?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/111310046412883994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=111310046412883994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111310046412883994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111310046412883994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/04/read-for-yourself.html' title=''/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-111310045363551803</id><published>2005-04-10T10:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T10:34:13.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/125/3869/320/Img03F6.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/125/3869/200/Img03F6.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tongues out x) &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-111310045363551803?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/111310045363551803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=111310045363551803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111310045363551803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111310045363551803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/04/tongues-out-x.html' title=''/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-111310044433768205</id><published>2005-04-10T10:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T10:34:04.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/125/3869/320/Img040A.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/125/3869/200/Img040A.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying to be stupid to make val lua luff x) &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-111310044433768205?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/111310044433768205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=111310044433768205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111310044433768205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111310044433768205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/04/trying-to-be-stupid-to-make-val-lua.html' title=''/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-111310042863501738</id><published>2005-04-10T10:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T10:33:48.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/125/3869/320/Img03FC.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/125/3869/200/Img03FC.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dog.. being tied in one of the gift basket ribbons. hah! &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-111310042863501738?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/111310042863501738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=111310042863501738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111310042863501738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111310042863501738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-dog.html' title=''/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-111310040571344992</id><published>2005-04-10T10:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T10:33:25.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/125/3869/320/Img10AC.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/125/3869/200/Img10AC.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even beautiful scenario&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-111310040571344992?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/111310040571344992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=111310040571344992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111310040571344992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111310040571344992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/04/even-beautiful-scenario.html' title=''/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-111310039967499660</id><published>2005-04-10T10:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T10:33:19.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/125/3869/320/Img08D0.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/125/3869/200/Img08D0.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sky.. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-111310039967499660?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/111310039967499660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=111310039967499660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111310039967499660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111310039967499660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/04/sky.html' title=''/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-111306362853379914</id><published>2005-04-10T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T00:20:28.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cancer</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'5'" width="'600'" border="'0'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;You scored as &lt;b&gt;Cancer&lt;/b&gt;. The Cancerian character can range from the timid, dull, shy and withdrawn to the most brilliant, and famous Cancerians are to be found through the whole range of human activity. That is not to say that the Cancerian is unsociable, just that for them there is a time to socialize and a time to be solitary, and this is part of the apparent contradiction in their nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'300'" border="'0'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;Scorpio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'83'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;83%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;Virgo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'83'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;83%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;Cancer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'83'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;83%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;Sagittarius&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'83'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;83%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;Leo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'67'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;67%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;Gemini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'67'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;67%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;Taurus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'50'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;50%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;Aries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'50'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;50%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;Libra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'50'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;50%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;Pisces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'33'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;33%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;Aquarius&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'33'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;33%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;Capricorn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'17'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;17%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/" size="1" q_id=""&gt;What is your true sign?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;created with &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-111306362853379914?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/111306362853379914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=111306362853379914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111306362853379914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111306362853379914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/04/cancer.html' title='cancer'/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-111306083656252507</id><published>2005-04-09T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T22:38:56.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Benjamin Tan, a liar indeed</title><content type='html'>you know, sometimes it is very easy to solve a problem.&lt;br /&gt;esp now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayed up until 1am ytd just to rush the video editing and trimming for beatrice yeo. and the server was reported that it is down, and through sending msn. it was even worst larhh. you wont want to meet such a thing when you're rushing finish a project. but whatever it is, it's over la.. tmr have to go for tomb sweeping. -yawns 2pm. need to stock up my fridge again. damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. SIMS 2 IS SIMPLY GREAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-111306083656252507?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/111306083656252507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=111306083656252507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111306083656252507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111306083656252507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/04/benjamin-tan-liar-indeed.html' title='Benjamin Tan, a liar indeed'/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-111296494042589877</id><published>2005-04-08T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T22:40:14.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NO TIME</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;NO TIME!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;you know, i'm so bloody busy, i can hardly find ANYTIME to come online. omg. just look at my blog. okay, finally i'm here. wa ha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, i'm not gonna be naggy in this blog.. but there are some things i would like to clarify. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;firstly, i know there are alot of people BACKSTABBING ME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;secondly, i know i dont have REAL friends like you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thirdly, i know there is alot of things people been passing around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and forthly, _ _ _ i dont like you at all, you act like some kind of big F and think you are some kind of superb S_k'er. loser is all i got for you. -bo0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well, i had the thought of dropping art, because its very stressful. i cant meet up with teachers expectation &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'm so packed next week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;mon: 2.4km run&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;tues: band up till like 7.30?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wed: Work Improvement Team Competition&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thrus: band till 7.30 or even 9 the worst.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;frid: Singapore Youth Festival Competition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;our instructor have been stressing us for alot of time. i can hardly breathe.. have to run to band after SSP (not literally) den.. stay there and listen things that are repeated and repeated over and over again when its already been corrected. i dont know whats wrong with us, we cant seem to be motivated that SYF is actual next week. i mean, perhaps is the stress and the unstable mind the Sec life bought. but.. we're already in band, we cant say.. i'm not playing righT?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and now, i'm rushing for a project.. so better stop here. take care. changing blogskin SOON!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-111296494042589877?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/111296494042589877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=111296494042589877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111296494042589877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111296494042589877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/04/no-time.html' title='NO TIME'/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-111149363069996900</id><published>2005-03-22T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T20:13:50.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tori amos</title><content type='html'>earpluggies-- Tori Amos ; Sleepiing with butterflies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, had BAND today. well. not bad. BUT. it ended at 7.10. i repeat. 7.10. and ITS LUCK that my dad came to fetch me, or else. i'll be walking like SIAO to reach home. i am so tired today. haha. really supppppeeerrr tired. feel like sleeping during all the lessons. assembly wasn't that bad today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;i cant stand people who laughed at this girl, who has different body figure with the rest. i mean, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CAN YOU DANCE THAT WELL&lt;/span&gt;? can you&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; EVEN DO A SPLITZ&lt;/span&gt;? whats wrong in being bubbly and not thin?. can humans in this world change their view pooint? be BOTERO-ish. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fat is Beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever-. managed to rush all my work and now i'm free. my god. i wanna play Sims 2. need to borrow cd from meiling. or else i'll die.. hah. going gym on friday, den swim. anyone interested? hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-yellow and red match lehh. hah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-111149363069996900?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/111149363069996900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=111149363069996900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111149363069996900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111149363069996900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/03/tori-amos.html' title='tori amos'/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-111139115855860560</id><published>2005-03-21T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T15:45:58.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chinese</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;ear-pluggies -- Over by lindsay lohan. (it's pronouced as, lind-sey. lo- hen not whatever else you pronouce as)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for some reason, blogger is half-chinese , half-english.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.dedication starts from here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hey bitch, i no need you no more. f off thankew. x). (beingverykindtoyou)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ends here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, FYI. i cooked myself a bowl of porriage with dried scallops that proberbly cost $3, carrots, mushroom and fried myself a bowl of "cai por" with sausages. yes. nice and simple. and FYI. its super delicious-magnificent. hah. i'm a very down-to-earth person. i seldom go "chiong"a.k.a club. i dont pool (and i wan to learn). i dont smoke. and i seldom drink. hah. i LOVE the smell of my house. i hate going out. i find it a waste of time. i dont know why, i just do. -nod heads-. oh ya. and i dont really fancy branded stuff.. i just look cause i think that you're just buying the brand. -boo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;errr. art today, finally got back the batik thing. well, its lovely larhh. hah. because I DID IT. .. x). you need to be proud of yourself somehow here and there. err.. test today, teacher is super crazy. whatever. laters-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-111139115855860560?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/111139115855860560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=111139115855860560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111139115855860560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111139115855860560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/03/chinese.html' title='chinese'/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-111115659942799285</id><published>2005-03-18T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T22:49:34.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Over</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Over"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I watched the walls around me crumble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But its not like I won't build them up again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So here's your last chance for redemption&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So take it while it lasts because it will end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And my tears are turning into time &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've wasted trying to find a reason for goodbye&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[Chorus:]I cant live without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Can't breathe without you I dream about you honestly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tell me that its over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Because the world is spinning and I'm still living&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It wont be right if were not in it together&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tell me that it's over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And &lt;em&gt;I'll be the first&lt;/em&gt; to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Don't want to be the&lt;strong&gt; last to know&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I won't be the one to chase you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;But at the same time you're the heart that I call home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm always stuck with these emotions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And the more I try to feel the less I'm whole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My tears are turning into time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've wasted trying to find a reason for goodbye&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[Chorus]My tears are turning into time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I've wasted trying to find a reason for goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[Chorus]Tell me that it's over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Honestly tell me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Honestly tell me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Don't tell me that its over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Don't tell me that its over..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-111115659942799285?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/111115659942799285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=111115659942799285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111115659942799285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111115659942799285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/03/over.html' title='Over'/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-111106451168954461</id><published>2005-03-17T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T21:01:51.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPONGE BOB MOVIE</title><content type='html'>WAHAHAHHA. i love it i love it i love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is the preview of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; the movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i tell you i tell you i tell you. the show i'll rate five tickets to five tickets. it is a &lt;strong&gt;MUST WATCH SHOW!&lt;/strong&gt; omg. no matter what your mood is, &lt;strong&gt;YOU MUST WATCH&lt;/strong&gt;, though the DVD is out for like $50 - $0.10. hah. but yes yes yes. why not buy it. x). you really have to watch it&lt;strong&gt; SO MUCH&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and FYI, i watched it today. it's a good good good good funny funny funny funny hillarriioouusss hillarriioouusss hillaarriioouusss laughing ass off show! its so funny that shannon and i were like killing each other with laughter. okay.. he's gay.&lt;strong&gt; WAHAHA&lt;/strong&gt;. er.. he treated me movie, cause he owes me one. and &lt;strong&gt;THE SHOW WAS GREAT&lt;/strong&gt;. there are like so many cartoons now.&lt;strong&gt; GOSH&lt;/strong&gt;. how i wish i had time to watch all one by one. without paying. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya.. in the cinema, i think i laughed the loudest, as usual. when something is funny, &lt;strong&gt;JUST LAUGH!&lt;/strong&gt; hah. i couldnt believe that there were others older than us that are watching. not parents but.. poly student somehow here and there? omg. the tickets were all sold out. my god. imagine how famous &lt;strong&gt;MR SQUAREPANTS &lt;/strong&gt;is? hah. i love him*hugssss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;err. oh, 17th march, yes yes 2 years boy. 2 years. are we contacting? uh-no. hah. but nvm, once a friend, always a friend. be there ya. x). -lovee. oh ya, shannon's birthday present was a cup of $2.50 coke. hah. so funny. lol. that what he wanted. so DONT BLAME I NEVER ASK YOU ARH. hah. x). go cor your girl to gib you the sexiest thing on earth, -obviouslynotyou-. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever. err.. meiling has finally taught me the french braid (or whatever you spell ). it's sexy =). i lovvee it. the let down i mean.  ya. today's val concert, and mr ching say -nono. hah. dont know larhh. they kena sacked or whatsoever. i dont care. SHOW TIME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-111106451168954461?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/111106451168954461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=111106451168954461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111106451168954461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111106451168954461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/03/sponge-bob-movie.html' title='SPONGE BOB MOVIE'/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-111094695864562137</id><published>2005-03-16T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T12:22:38.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>swimming was good</title><content type='html'>earpluggiess-- liang jing ru = dui bu qi wo ai ni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally blogging.. yes yes. oh, this song is so delicious, should have downloaded it way long before time. err. heading down to mei's hse later, dont feel like staying at home, very boring, go interact with my cousin.&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went swimming at tpyc yesterday. so nice. no human in all pools, except baby pool. swam a lil, haf a tinywinybitsy tan hah. i cant absorb heat lahh.. i have "bai4 di3" &lt;- hanyupinyin. err..but nvm lah.. girl white den nice. too tan abit out lahh. hah. difficult to find makeup stuff. lol. -nooffencethough-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;err. very tired. going to watch my mr spongebob movie tmr.. yippees - jumps jumps jumps&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-111094695864562137?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/111094695864562137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=111094695864562137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111094695864562137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111094695864562137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/03/swimming-was-good.html' title='swimming was good'/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-111064674849404535</id><published>2005-03-13T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T00:59:08.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i wan to go gym&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i wan to go swim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i wan to go run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i need to slim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-111064674849404535?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/111064674849404535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=111064674849404535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111064674849404535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111064674849404535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-wan-to-go-gym-i-wan-to-go-swim-i-wan.html' title=''/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-111063379785455381</id><published>2005-03-12T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T21:30:11.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/125/3869/320/Img0D9A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/125/3869/200/Img0D9A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweet right? lol. am doing accts while listening to my mp3 &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/125/3869/320/accts4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/125/3869/200/accts4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my messy work ya. x)  &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/125/3869/320/accts1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/125/3869/200/accts1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doing accts x)  &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/125/3869/320/accts2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/125/3869/200/accts2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;checking with the answers &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/125/3869/320/accts3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/125/3869/200/accts3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;accounting~~  &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-111063379785455381?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/111063379785455381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=111063379785455381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111063379785455381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111063379785455381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/03/pictures.html' title='pictures'/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-111060685492260662</id><published>2005-03-12T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T13:54:14.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1,2, step</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ear-pluggss _ unwritten by natasha beddingfield&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;walalalalalals. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new skin. hah. thankew thankew. i said i wanted to change my blogskin in my previous previous entry. and here i am, with a black one, crop size of the previous skin. yes yes. and i finally use the click and get something else thing larh.. happy? hah. no more old fashion... -_-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is the first day of holiday. gonna try finishing my accts homework, since i intend to like complete it before wednesday. so i can like relax, watch tv, use com, go out, meet new mates and so. yes yes.  i need to plan. x).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;downloaded loads of new fonts.. my blog speaks it all of the new fonts. so nice. i love it. hah. x). thankew thankew. need help for html? andrea's here. hah. fixed the lil errors already. hope it turns good. er.. dont get offended by my "link" area. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, yonghui. hi and bye. lol. dedication ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-111060685492260662?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/111060685492260662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=111060685492260662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111060685492260662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111060685492260662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/03/12-step.html' title='1,2, step'/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-111053297726190843</id><published>2005-03-11T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T17:27:23.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT IS HOLIDAY?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(can some students please explain to the SCHOOL what is HOLIDAY? thank you very much!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so outrageous men! like what the hell? hello? you need to me to define the word HOLIDAY in front of you english educated and chinese educated teachers? are you all stupid or what?. well, if you wan me to define. why not. hmmrphs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;from &lt;strong&gt;the LONGMAN DICTIONARY HOLIDAY MEANS&lt;/strong&gt;.. time of rest from work, school etc. / &lt;strong&gt;A DAY FIXED BY LAW&lt;/strong&gt; on which people do not have to go to work or school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;from the&lt;strong&gt; OXFORD POCKET SCHOOL THESAURUS : &lt;/strong&gt;a&lt;strong&gt; holiday &lt;/strong&gt;from school or from work.break, dayoff, half-term. leave, rest, time off , vacation, sabbatical!!&lt;/span&gt; (excluding the !!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;is that enough? humans living in this world? it's stated SCHOOL HOLIDAY on the calander. you blind? not "rest-one-day-go-back-to-school". any difference frm SCHOOL DAYS? dumb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;i'm just so bloody pissed. first. is they left and they didnt informed me and next it is that &lt;strong&gt;BITCH&lt;/strong&gt;. MS X whatsoever. throwing her &lt;strong&gt;bloody DM TEMPER&lt;/strong&gt; at me calling me to keep my instrument faster when SHE, HER OWN SECTION haven kept finish. and then she has the &lt;strong&gt;SEC 5 SENIOR&lt;/strong&gt; to support, &lt;strong&gt;BIG DEAL?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;no. i can &lt;strong&gt;quit&lt;/strong&gt; SYF! i dont mind. still need to pay for the STUPID UNIFORM THAT COST ALOT and i can only wear it &lt;strong&gt;ONCE&lt;/strong&gt;? whatthehellmranthonychew? it just need time for me to hate you isnt it? i can even quit band i wouldn't mind. &lt;strong&gt;CCA POINT? BIG DEAL ARH?&lt;/strong&gt; no more men. -boos &lt;strong&gt;JUST LIKE A PILE OF FLIES AROUND ME OKAY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-so pissed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;horrendous! i need to go to gym. go do alot of stuff. i've gobbling on ice-cream cake the past few days so fattening, just finished my daisy milk. it sucks now, but it's better than the rest. it doesn't have the &lt;strong&gt;ACTUAL&lt;/strong&gt; milk taste that is thick. what's the point of it being 99.9%fat free? fats protect you frm cold can? stupid society. is fat really ugly? i dont think so. CHANGE YOUR THINKING. a fat person can be INTELLIGENT much more than you. -bullshityou-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;whatever it is, i am only free on tuesday, and i'm skipping band on either wed or fri. so tiring. you must be outrageously crazy idiotic teacher. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-111053297726190843?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/111053297726190843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=111053297726190843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111053297726190843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111053297726190843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-hate.html' title='i hate'/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-111027909996489355</id><published>2005-03-08T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T18:51:39.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>running nose</title><content type='html'>suffering frm running nose.&lt;br /&gt;half-an-hour to dinner.&lt;br /&gt;my mum's birthday., x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MUMMY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-111027909996489355?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/111027909996489355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=111027909996489355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111027909996489355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111027909996489355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/03/running-nose_08.html' title='running nose'/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-111018727858796834</id><published>2005-03-07T17:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T17:37:27.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/125/3869/320/bitchesunites.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/125/3869/200/bitchesunites.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like this picture. hah &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took this with val through my phone during CNY, i just find it nice. No photo edit to it at all. haha. x). ilovemycamera. x).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is &lt;strong&gt;much more&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;important&lt;/u&gt; that &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Money&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we were having character edu when the teacher asked about what we wanna be. she gave us 1 min though, i really thought about what i wanted to be very seriously. i ever discussed with my mum. i wan to do something i'm really interested in, i'll either work towards a &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;psychiatrist &lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;counsellor)&lt;/span&gt; or a &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;veteranian&lt;/span&gt; or perhaps a &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;hairstylist&lt;/span&gt;. but, to think of the jobs pros and cons, it just bores me. i want a job where i can earn lots, takes interests in me, does not involve HIGH paperwork, meet different faces, different situation everyday. i wan my day to be filled with... "excitement".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then all of the sudden, she asked if we were one a job that we're interested in with low pay, or a job that has high pay, but to us it's like shit. hah. well, i raised my hand for the 1st option. i mean, whats the point of working to something you're not interested in and rant to your family for life? now we have the time to choose our future, but as examination comes nearer, our dreams get thrash. so. we plan now, and &lt;strong&gt;PLAN &lt;/strong&gt;for the future. &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;(influential talk x) )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;to not &lt;u&gt;regret&lt;/u&gt;, to &lt;u&gt;remember&lt;/u&gt; that what we aim for, will always succeed with a mind full of plans. so people, get your organiser out, write down, write down how you're going to work towards your goal. serious. &lt;strong&gt;no more childish stuff. no more sarcastic comments. think for yourself.  think for your future. things are different in the outside world. not like school, we cant run away or shout like a bitch saying we're stress. no more use to all those. we all must start to plan.&lt;/strong&gt; [ i need to plan my]. stop saying, "i'll do it" but in the end, it results in shit. x). &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you know yourself better than anyone else&lt;/span&gt;. take care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*bio test tmr, shit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-111018727858796834?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/111018727858796834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=111018727858796834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111018727858796834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111018727858796834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-like-this-picture.html' title=''/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-111018731941279395</id><published>2005-03-07T17:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T17:27:05.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/125/3869/320/IMG_0952.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/125/3869/200/IMG_0952.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this look better? &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/125/3869/320/IMG_0954.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/125/3869/200/IMG_0954.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steph and me, sorry, i spoil the bloody pic, it was during maths lesson *cranky  &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/125/3869/320/IMG_0993.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/125/3869/200/IMG_0993.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steph and nisa and toapyh mac. hah. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-111018731941279395?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/111018731941279395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=111018731941279395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111018731941279395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111018731941279395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/03/this-look-better-steph-and-me-sorry-i.html' title=''/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-111007643179648401</id><published>2005-03-06T10:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T10:40:10.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/125/3869/640/Img00251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/125/3869/400/Img0025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my new hair cut.hah. slanted ffringeee &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah. thats my new haircut, spent $29 bucks on it, cut wash with protein treatment.. for some reason, my hair all of the sudden turn black. AND IT LOOKS UGLY IN ME. yuck. it's so black to the fact that i hate black and it's black. my god. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;errr... yesterday was my brother's bdae. and tuesday is my mum, haven go order cake yet. shit. gonna do it tmr right after school, anyone free to accompany me? hah. finally these few days, it started raining, or we can all die. hah the heat after the rain stinks. i hate the humid feeling. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still need to remind nisa the camera thing. lol. i need to keep my hair long long and thick thick to give a very heavy volume. that would be my resolution i guess. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-dead&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-111007643179648401?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/111007643179648401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=111007643179648401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111007643179648401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111007643179648401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/03/my-new-hair-cut.html' title=''/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-111007654132199775</id><published>2005-03-06T10:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T10:35:41.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/125/3869/640/omg_large.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/125/3869/320/omg_large.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and steph, happen to trip over this picture. hah &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-111007654132199775?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/111007654132199775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=111007654132199775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111007654132199775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111007654132199775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/03/me-and-steph-happen-to-trip-over-this.html' title=''/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-111007649723213271</id><published>2005-03-06T10:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T10:34:57.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/125/3869/640/image.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/125/3869/400/image.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my master piece&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-111007649723213271?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/111007649723213271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=111007649723213271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111007649723213271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111007649723213271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/03/my-master-piece.html' title=''/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-111007647094236678</id><published>2005-03-06T10:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T10:34:30.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/125/3869/640/f912385c.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/125/3869/400/f912385c.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and meiling.. hah. some photo from the past. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-111007647094236678?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/111007647094236678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=111007647094236678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111007647094236678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/111007647094236678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/03/me-and-meiling.html' title=''/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-110994712283590652</id><published>2005-03-04T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T22:38:42.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wan to change my blog layout.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-110994712283590652?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/110994712283590652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=110994712283590652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/110994712283590652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/110994712283590652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-wan-to-change-my-blog-layout.html' title=''/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-110976139264043352</id><published>2005-03-02T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T21:01:02.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>andrea</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imagestation.com/album/pictures.html?id=2130035897"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;http://www.imagestation.com/album/pictures.html?id=2130035897&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;like i promise, the CNY shots. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a busybusybusybusybumblebee--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah. i hate THRUSDAY. i simply hate it. esp when it's even week. because. i have 4periods of HUMANITIES and after that i have SSP. like. what the hack. 3hrs of humanities kills my brain cell. and after that, i would have band till like weeeeeeee hours. so sickening. my god!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. yvon, please PRINT already. thankyou. hah. i really need those stuff before juliana tay comes chasing me with a.... paint brush. hah. oh ya. got back my paper today. er. chemistry, i got 14.5/30. but nice nice won wee son. WAH AHA. after much sweet talk and nagging (my best tatic*-grinsfromeartoear), he gave me 0.5marks. wahha. i rock. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;er.. went to toapayoh with nisa and STEPHENIE today. hah. er.. we were like at this foodcourt,Banquet, its those for malay. hah. yes. and we were saying that we were racist. hah. oh ya. we went to the library, cause it was about to rain and they didnt wan to go to chinatown. so.. we borrowed books all except nisa. and for god sake. this is the FIRST TIME (okay, this shows how i dont use the facilities around singapore often) i'm actually using the new machine to borrow a book, i look like a total bimbo with no brains. hah. -idonthavelooks- hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.. left for macs, applepie day. x). hah. nice nice. took pretty much pics with nisa's digital cam, er.. if she can remember to bring the cable tmr, i would upload it larh.. but i hate THRUSDAY! yuck. wednesday rocks. i love science. oh ya. what poly should i go? good question.. well, see if i'll pass N'lvls first larhh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-110976139264043352?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/110976139264043352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=110976139264043352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/110976139264043352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/110976139264043352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/03/andrea.html' title='andrea'/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-110940301916397686</id><published>2005-02-26T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T15:30:19.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quiz again, sYF</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;chew spilled his anger out yesterday. -normal. used to it- &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;if one fall, the rest MUST never fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;in the game of love, everything is simple, setbacks and happiness. you just have to move on after one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;he called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SINCE YOU BEEN GONE, I CANT BREATHE FOR THE FIRST TIME, I'm SO MOVING ON! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;table border cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" align="center" border="1" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#66ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are A Realistic Romantic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are more romantic than 70% of the population.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/realistic-romatic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's easy for you to get swept away by romance...&lt;br /&gt;But you've done a pretty good job keeping perspective.&lt;br /&gt;You're still taken in by love poems and sunsets&lt;br /&gt;You just don't fall for every dreamy pick up line!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/romanticorrealisticquiz/"&gt;Are You Romantic or Realistic?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-110940301916397686?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/110940301916397686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=110940301916397686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/110940301916397686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/110940301916397686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/02/quiz-again-syf.html' title='quiz again, sYF'/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-110915992108599293</id><published>2005-02-23T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T19:58:41.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quizzes</title><content type='html'>&lt;table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;i just got so bored that i did these quizzes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Your Celebrity Sisters Are Beyonce and Solange&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talented, sexy, and sassy.&lt;br /&gt;You've got a star quality that everyone notices&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yournewromance.com/celebsistersquiz"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who Are Your Celebrity Sisters? Take This Quiz :-)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yournewromance.com/"&gt;Find the Love of Your Life&lt;br /&gt;(and More Love Quizzes) at Your New Romance.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/ynr2/knowles-sisters.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Men See You As Understated&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are an intreguing mix of girl and woman.&lt;br /&gt;You're feminine, quiet, and a total mystery to most men.&lt;br /&gt;Yet they often feel the urge to protect you, even if they don't know you.&lt;br /&gt;You *are* a flirt, but you usually only flirt with those you know well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yournewromance.com/howdomenseeyouquiz"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How Do Men See You? Take This Quiz :-)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yournewromance.com/"&gt;Find the Love of Your Life&lt;br /&gt;(and More Love Quizzes) at Your New Romance.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/ynr2/see-understated.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;You Are the Girl Next Door!&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're caring, warm, and the girl that nice guys want to marry.&lt;br /&gt;Uncomplicated and simple, you've got an easy going attitude guys love.&lt;br /&gt;But this doesn't mean you're dull - far from it!&lt;br /&gt;You're a great conversationalist, and you're an expert at living the good life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yournewromance.com/kindgirlquiz.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Kind of Girl Are You? Take This Quiz :-)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yournewromance.com/"&gt;Find the Love of Your Life&lt;br /&gt;(and More Love Quizzes) at Your New Romance.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/girl-next-door.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Your Passion is Purple!&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got a ton of passion, but you don't always wear it on your sleeve.&lt;br /&gt;If something truly excites you, you let your inner intensity shine through.&lt;br /&gt;But otherwise, your passion tends to morph into energy ... which you never lack.&lt;br /&gt;You're a balanced woman, knowing when to turn on the fire in your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yournewromance.com/passionatequiz.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Color is Your Passion? Take This Quiz :-)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yournewromance.com/"&gt;Find the Love of Your Life&lt;br /&gt;(and More Love Quizzes) at Your New Romance.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/purple-passion.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;You Are Confident Sexy&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're one sexy chica, and you know it.&lt;br /&gt;You've got the confidence to strut your stuff...&lt;br /&gt;And approach any man who happens to catch your eye.&lt;br /&gt;You may make a guys run away, but the true men will appreciate your moxie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yournewromance.com/sexyquiz.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Kind of Sexy Are You? Take This Quiz :-)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yournewromance.com/"&gt;Find the Love of Your Life&lt;br /&gt;(and More Love Quizzes) at Your New Romance.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/confident-sexy.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;You Are a Sensitive Kisser&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, kissing is a way to connect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you need lot of care, attention, and privacy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may take you a while to kiss someone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when you do, it's total fireworks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yournewromance.com/kissingstylequiz"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's Your Kissing Style? Take This Quiz :-)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yournewromance.com/"&gt;Find the Love of Your Life&lt;br /&gt;(and More Love Quizzes) at Your New Romance.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/ynr2/sensitive-kisser.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-110915992108599293?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/110915992108599293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/110915992108599293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/02/quizzes.html' title='Quizzes'/><author><name>drea</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8635013.post-110907625074456657</id><published>2005-02-22T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T20:44:10.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>band</title><content type='html'>er.. i dont know what to do.i just feel bored. so here i am blogging. hah. er.. had band. C.L.A.P all dint go except me. but it was still okay, no difference. hah. x). er..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;received some forwarded msg frm mr yh. and talked alil, complain to me he stress.. WHAT CAN I DO ? hah. nothing. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel tired, but not sleepy. sian. i hate school!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-110907625074456657?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/110907625074456657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=110907625074456657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/110907625074456657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/110907625074456657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/02/band.html' title='band'/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-110897120008091905</id><published>2005-02-21T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T15:33:20.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its another monday with seahorses</title><content type='html'>okay. my keyboard has been going off and on. dont know what's happening to it.&lt;br /&gt;yupp. er.. had art today. not bad. though got scolded. but who cares. hah. x) okay. i think i'm gonna upload my CNY pics soon.i'm just too lazy to upload larhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was my dad and waikin's birthday hah. er.. celebrated with my dad at my aunt's house and also celebrating my cousin's one too. x). yupp. so nice the cake. mango flavour. yups. overheard the radio saying there's a Branded Sale going on at Geylang some place named Oriental something. dont know what. got Zara's, Mango and Calvin Kleine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;er.. nothing much. btw, to those who tag my board. thankew very much. hah. and stupid annoy, please use your name. what the hack it is. i' dont copy. put your copyright thing at your web larhh. trouble maker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yuck&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-110897120008091905?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/110897120008091905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=110897120008091905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/110897120008091905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/110897120008091905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/02/its-another-monday-with-seahorses.html' title='its another monday with seahorses'/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-110864391937265308</id><published>2005-02-17T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T20:38:39.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Outcome</title><content type='html'>finally i'm blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;er.. am doing art. super bored. i dont know what to draw. cant drop it. cause i dont know why. i'm so bored. today the N'lvls booklet thing came. gosh. it costed like.. $394? or something? so expensive. omg. for a piece of paper. i need to pay SO MUCH. still say what edu-save. -...-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;err... had band just now. pretty fun. hah. got to go down to parade square for a blow. "&lt;strong&gt;woah"&lt;/strong&gt;. is the word. echo. everyone played not bad i guessed. but the marching was shit. hah. this saturday we're going down.. to.. the place to try out. x). and.. went home with yeeyan. but left them cause having dinner at school ' opp. nice food afterall. i earned $70. WAHAH. money. @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. &lt;strong&gt;best boy friend&lt;/strong&gt; (yh) gave his girlfriend &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AN SK II Jewellery Diamond Ring&lt;/span&gt;.. HAH. so funny. proposal i guess. lol. that guy finally found a place to settle. *bestwishes.  hah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-110864391937265308?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/110864391937265308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=110864391937265308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/110864391937265308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/110864391937265308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/02/valentines-outcome.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Outcome'/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-110838564764467228</id><published>2005-02-14T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T20:54:07.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H&lt;/strong&gt;appy &lt;strong&gt;V&lt;/strong&gt;alentine's &lt;strong&gt;D&lt;/strong&gt;ay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;(wishing all couples in the world with love and also the singles to  get your love -huggss)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweet day aint it? started off &lt;em&gt;real nice&lt;/em&gt;.. and ended off &lt;em&gt;super tired&lt;/em&gt;.  started off msgin ppl early in the morning and got back sweet sweet reply later. hah. esp frm likkhian and shannon. hah. shannon owes me my &lt;strong&gt;SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS MOVIE&lt;/strong&gt;. and i owe him &lt;strong&gt;POPCORNS&lt;/strong&gt;.then likkhian owes me &lt;strong&gt;MORE THAN THAT&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, went to sch, took flowers frm beatrice and started distributing.. find people and i'm left with presents in return.. *sweet. hah. got my chocolates, a necklace frm my BITCH. hah. x). she's hilarious lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;er.. was super tired. er. ms tay changed my art topic again. i'm bored. i dont know what to draw. but that wont affect my mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a sweet and happy day. perked me up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-110838564764467228?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/110838564764467228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=110838564764467228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/110838564764467228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/110838564764467228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/02/happy-valentines-daywishing-all.html' title=''/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-110813340430786029</id><published>2005-02-11T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T22:57:26.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i'm not gonna talk about CNY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;i dont know why.&lt;br /&gt;i'm in deep depression.&lt;br /&gt;i want to be retarded.&lt;br /&gt;like those, who act they dont care.&lt;br /&gt;like those, who dont even get bothered or penalised by humans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me be someone else.&lt;br /&gt;a person i can rely on.&lt;br /&gt;a person who would tell me. ANDREA wake up.&lt;br /&gt;let me be a new andrea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my lifes is trashing me like fcuk.&lt;br /&gt;i can hardly breathe.&lt;br /&gt;the efforts i put in, pays like shit.&lt;br /&gt;i wan to get in 5n.&lt;br /&gt;not retain or ite.&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;pressure&lt;/span&gt; is in the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;the house is killing me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;i'm suffocating in this city.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;let me out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;i beg you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;i dont care who i lose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;i should fail all my stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;fail in doing everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;"everything is difficult before easy"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;my "difficult" has a level.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;i'm not pissed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;i just feel that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;i'm not right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;i'm not! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;wtf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;i dont want to hear teachers feeling dissapointed about me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;telling me that she feels "gek xim"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;i dont want to hear any teacher saying that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;i want to tear off all of my papers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;tear them off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;they are useless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;they are just SHEETS of paper with words written on them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;that would ruin your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;or enlighten it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;it ruined mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;i know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;i dont want to see myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;under this state.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;it's not for a while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;its for a term.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;when will i ever find a place to relax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;where i can just throw all the things behind my back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;and just ENJOY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;never andreaa.. never..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;negative signs are all pointing towards me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;please get me out of singapore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i cant stand it whenever it happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;no matter how much effort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;things just DONT go my way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;my brains doesnt work ; i cant be a blonde (no looks)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;what else can i do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;i'll nvr figure it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;my plans for my future,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;i dont think it would come true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;it's just imagination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;never again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;will i think furthur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;just live my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;wait till somethings in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;some one in my life to strike me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;with something that will encourage. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;that would tell me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;i'm all. all about everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;it's too far (andrea).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;it's just too far...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;it's hard to reachhh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;to difficultt to touch the other end...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;it's overr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-110813340430786029?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/110813340430786029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=110813340430786029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/110813340430786029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/110813340430786029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/02/cny-stuff.html' title='CNY stuff'/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-110776611133127167</id><published>2005-02-07T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T16:48:31.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new year soon!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;today&lt;/strong&gt; is a monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;today &lt;/em&gt;is not such a good day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;today&lt;/em&gt; is a day i dont like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;today&lt;/em&gt; i dont know why i'm talking all about today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;today&lt;/em&gt;, i feel very giddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;today&lt;/em&gt; maybe is because of the new spects that makes me feel guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;today&lt;/em&gt; teacher give alot of homework despite of CNY reaching my ass..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;today&lt;/em&gt; i'm gonna host a picture here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;today&lt;/em&gt; i'll try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;today&lt;/em&gt; i realise i dont reallie like him already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;today&lt;/em&gt; isnt a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;today&lt;/em&gt; the sun is super big arh!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2005-1/937045/newspects.jpg' width=640 height=480  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-110776611133127167?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/110776611133127167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=110776611133127167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/110776611133127167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/110776611133127167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/02/new-year-soon.html' title='new year soon!!'/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-110751269204493862</id><published>2005-02-04T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T18:24:52.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so long..</title><content type='html'>er.. i think i nvr blogged for a very long time,&lt;br /&gt;partly because, i was &lt;strong&gt;MUGGING&lt;/strong&gt; for my tests.&lt;br /&gt;and it did paid off. I &lt;strong&gt;HAVENT FAILED&lt;/strong&gt; ANY yet.x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, apparently these few days, things has pretty much been the same. band, schwork, sleep, tv, eat. thats all . my life in boring. except for the few surprises of people's &lt;strong&gt;MOOD SWING&lt;/strong&gt;. that irritated me and affected me ALOT ytd. and today. -god. please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah. er.. am gonna meet yonghui one day, dont know which to have a game of Tarots. hah. for fun. because i have nothing to do. hah. he says he has something &lt;em&gt;interesting&lt;/em&gt; to tell me. but didnt gave a clue. the suspense is killing me. hah. i &lt;strong&gt;dread&lt;/strong&gt; this kind of feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OH OH OH OH OH..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to the optic shop on wednesday. to do my new spects. WAH HAH. 168. cheap not? hah. x). heh. gonna wear for reunion dinner then, CNY gonna wear my new contact lenses. my degrees like[ L= 550 R=350 ] , the difference is like SSO MUCH!! oh my. hah. x). but still alright larh. please dont let it go up to 1000 can already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OH OH OH OH.&lt;/span&gt; ...&lt;br /&gt;when i was doing my history test, or before the test, almost half-of the class including me was sent out because and assignment was undone. (first timer here). hah. x]. den when we went back to do our history test, which included 2 source base [2 questions] and 2 SEQ. and was given like 30mins to do, when we are supposed to have like 40. the teacher's a bitch. if i fail that test. which i think i would. i'm gonna make my mum COMPLAIN! -hmprhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;er... no more "oHHH ohh" already.&lt;br /&gt;thats all. gonna try to figure PS7. hah. tatas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-110751269204493862?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/110751269204493862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=110751269204493862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/110751269204493862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/110751269204493862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/02/so-long.html' title='so long..'/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-110717830340397706</id><published>2005-01-31T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T21:31:43.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i dont know why</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;i dont know why i &lt;em&gt;cried&lt;/em&gt; over a pillow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;but i'm still &lt;strong&gt;upset&lt;/strong&gt; about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;its with me since i was..... &lt;em&gt;pri.. 1?2?3?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;it contained &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;my &lt;strong&gt;tears&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;my &lt;strong&gt;laughter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;my &lt;strong&gt;boys sweat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;my &lt;strong&gt;joy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;my &lt;strong&gt;angryness&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;my &lt;strong&gt;love life&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;simply everything&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;with me for so many years. &lt;strong&gt;ALL GONE&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;to those who have a pillow for more than 5years, you should understand.&lt;/em&gt;_)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remembered, you told me once.&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;yi cuo guo, jiu bu nen zai hui lai.&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;now i understand. now i recall.&lt;br /&gt;all this little &lt;em&gt;hints&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;all this little &lt;em&gt;clues&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;closes up holes of my &lt;em&gt;mystery&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i know.&lt;br /&gt;it's time to let go.&lt;br /&gt;to let go of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;(i wont be some stupid bitch who cuts their wrist and enjoy it oozzinng bloodd out. *yuck)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause, i guess, fate doesnt return.&lt;br /&gt;just like what you say. "&lt;em&gt;cuo guo, jiu bu nen zai hui lai&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;lets just be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;boyfriends&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;girlfriends&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-110717830340397706?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/110717830340397706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=110717830340397706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/110717830340397706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/110717830340397706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-dont-know-why.html' title='i dont know why'/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-110709156591183770</id><published>2005-01-30T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T21:26:05.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my fav pillow gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;my mum&lt;strong&gt; MADE&lt;/strong&gt; me threw my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;FAVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; pillow away..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i want my pillow back!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;;crying&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-110709156591183770?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/110709156591183770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=110709156591183770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/110709156591183770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/110709156591183770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/01/my-fav-pillow-gone.html' title='my fav pillow gone'/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-110700815165194995</id><published>2005-01-29T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T22:15:51.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fate ; will you return</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;when's fate returning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flag day today.. hah. we have good communication skills. yupp. hah. x).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-110700815165194995?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/110700815165194995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=110700815165194995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/110700815165194995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/110700815165194995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/01/fate-will-you-return.html' title='fate ; will you return'/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-110690851954333771</id><published>2005-01-28T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T18:35:19.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flagday</title><content type='html'>earpluggies&gt;&gt;moon hee jun -- Generous (ballad)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats my song to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;FLAG DAY TMR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;please bring all of your piggy bank coins and meet me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;thankew. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-110690851954333771?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/110690851954333771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=110690851954333771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/110690851954333771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/110690851954333771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/01/flagday.html' title='flagday'/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-110674547248152549</id><published>2005-01-26T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T21:17:52.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i realised i have to fight for my own happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;i realised i &lt;strong&gt; should fight&lt;/strong&gt; for my&lt;em&gt; own happiness&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;and not give up so easily. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(i just watched the 8pm show at chnl 55, and they had this script where it goes. "go fight for your happiness. go tell him you love him. go and tell him to break of with his girl and be with you. if you dont say it now, you'll regret for your life.")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant possibly not blog today. cause its my dearest dear dear val bloody bitch VAM ass hole birthday. hah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 16th BIRTHDAY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(17/18 for chinese),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;to my dearest bitch VAL LUA!! *** &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;rock on&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&gt;&gt;message to val lua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;i love you, you love me. we aint happy family. we a great big smack, on your big fat butt. dont you say you love me too. hah. yes dear. 15++ years of ships. hah. read's meilings one and you're understand. hah. err. yes dear. always there for me whenever i want to smack your ass. despite the fact that i can irritate you like a horrible bitch. but WHO CARES? hah. not you. hah. ms ong here. wishes you a fat fat year. with your o'lvls getting at least 5sub distinction yes? you can do it. with my prayers. i believe my val lua big fat ass can do it. WAH HA. i'm bored larh dear.. lalalal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;&gt;&gt;andrea &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;with loads of big fat smacks. &lt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-110674547248152549?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/110674547248152549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=110674547248152549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/110674547248152549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/110674547248152549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-realised-i-have-to-fight-for-my-own.html' title='i realised i have to fight for my own happiness'/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-110632191878934305</id><published>2005-01-21T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T23:38:38.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>VCH. wow</title><content type='html'>woah. i haven been blogging for sucha&lt;strong&gt; longggg&lt;/strong&gt;gggg time. i know i know. with the school work and band practices, i can hardly breathe on weekdays. well. these few days have been very tiring.  err. been going to suntec like siao larh.. but overall still okay lorh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;today:&lt;/span&gt; went to VCH for NIE's concert. met up with the secs 4s 3s and 2s. not bad afterall. oh my. i'm speechless. hah. x). everyone was looking fine. den.. went to the concert. messaging marcus and so forth. hah. he asked for tarts. "oh my" hah. den walked to VCH from errrrr............ raffles. bought mocha frm 7-11. hah. superb. walk and reached there.  err. sat seperately. hah. saw mr aw and mr goh. oh.. they had the Phantom of the Opera. it was superb. *yums. hah. den half way about to interval, &lt;strong&gt;HE&lt;/strong&gt; CALLED? hah. something kinda happened between he and the girl. but i hope things are fine now. hah. x). den called him back and so forth. messaged him, and now? no replies. so he should be happy by now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later on, after the concert, talked a lil and walked frm VCH to suntec for dinner. i think it was an half-an-hour walk. hah. talked with Yee Yan about my relationship. Cause both he and i share a secret. hah. its much more fair-er. hah. den had carrot cake + hor fun  + ice kachang  (shared with beatrice). went to the fountain of wealth  and went home after that. was fun though. watched american idol on the bus. laughed. hah. it was hilarious i shal say. hah. x). good day though. and TIRED! my mascara is sticked on to my eyes. -roars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;i hate going to suntec with idiots who talk 24/7 and blocked me from watching charmed. &lt;strong&gt;YUCK&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;nvr ever take 133 frm suntec. YOU MEET IDIOTS!! i mean it. -&lt;em&gt;gosh&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-110632191878934305?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/110632191878934305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=110632191878934305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/110632191878934305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/110632191878934305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/01/vch-wow.html' title='VCH. wow'/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-110595187748893236</id><published>2005-01-17T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T16:51:17.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>earplugs--- Natasha Thomas ; Let me show you the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 kiss&lt;br /&gt;1 love&lt;br /&gt;1 word&lt;br /&gt;1 mouth&lt;br /&gt;1 life&lt;br /&gt;1 dream&lt;br /&gt;gonna save all for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fumble across you&lt;br /&gt;the angel that would hurt me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;it was hard for me to let go at first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;but now when i have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i realised that if i were to be with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;we might have just broken the friendship we had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;so now i understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;that what i did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;and you did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;was right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was alright. i wan either the espirit - tee or the FCUK top. i dont care. my mum promised me. hah. if she dont buy. i buy with my pay cheque. oh.. i'm gonna make carolyn teach me how to bake pineapple tarts and sell it myself. hmrphs. i'm stingy. dont like to do sales for others. hah. -shakes my way outta love. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div 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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-8635013.post-110562129681133339</id><published>2005-01-13T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T21:01:36.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chew ruin his own reputation in my brain</title><content type='html'>fine. there it goes again. yuck. dirty you. i dont like you. please. think twice before you _________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-110562129681133339?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/110562129681133339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=110562129681133339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/110562129681133339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/110562129681133339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/01/chew-ruin-his-own-reputation-in-my.html' title='chew ruin his own reputation in my brain'/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-110552323600604507</id><published>2005-01-12T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T17:58:00.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tp central</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;4o'clock in the morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;my mind's filled with a thousand thoughts of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;how you left without warning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;looking back i'm sure you'll try to talk it through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;now i said it so clearly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;we're together but living in seperate lives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;so wanna tell you i'm sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;baby i cant find the words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;but if could,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;then you know i would.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;no i wont let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;no why we can be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;i wont watch life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;crashing down on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;as i had it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;right there before my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;girl i'm sorry now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;we're the last thing on my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;you carry me like a river&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;fall has come &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;but still surprises me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;and now i look in the mirror&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;staring back is a man i used to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;be with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;how i long for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;girl i'm sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;i was wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;it could been better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;should have been so strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;girl i'm sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/edit&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ear-pluggiess &gt;&gt; last thing on my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;er. had a weird dream yesterday. and i overslept. hhaahh. i'm bored. sch alright. except for english, had to read book as in. fairytales. yupps. x). err. went te tpy later to return meiling's book. oh. almost forgot . hah. yup i like that song. going to NIE concert. hah. with carols, lydia, beatrice, yeeyan,regina,yiching,wanli i dont know still got who. hah. .far far away thing larhhhhh. x).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ear-pluggiesss &gt;&gt; Little Voice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:190%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY DEAREST LAO PO, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHEN MEILING x). tanmeiling*.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;VAM LOVE YOU FRMS UP DOWN LEFT RIGHT BOTTOM FRONT TOP TILL THE END OF OUR LOVELY SUPER DELICIOUS LIFE. HAPPY SWEET SIXTEEN DEAR. x).&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;OLD OLD OLD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;. &lt;em&gt;heehee*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; message to dearr***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;hah. my dearest and sweetest laopo. i love you. in this 16years are our friendships, our relationships. our all kind of ships*hah. well. you know. i love you. and i love love love love you. but too bad. i not lesb. HAH. x). okay fine i'm lame larh. hmm. good for you no O'lvls this year. or else i guess you would go back to you PSLE style. nvr talk to us.... hah. but pls uh-uh. no no. i mean. i want my true delicious stead to come to my life okay. x). thankews for being there all my life. though i'm like months younger than you. but we rock. hah. but no matter what, i will and i emphasise. I WILL make YOU and VAL to celebrate my bdae. and we shal chiong together right after all those yikee yikee stuffs ends okay. you promised me last year that we will do it together after my bdae. swtsixteen needs to be a big bash my dear. and we will do it for you. as for your present dear, the delivery man charge SUPER expensive. i wanted to POP out today to scare you with a bdae cake with val. but your bloody ku-ku sch make you go excursion *curse.it*. hah. but nvm. there's always another time. so take care my love. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&gt;&gt;with swts and hugs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;andrea dear&lt;&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-110552323600604507?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/110552323600604507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=110552323600604507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/110552323600604507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/110552323600604507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/01/tp-central.html' title='tp central'/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-110544851755315357</id><published>2005-01-11T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T21:01:57.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I HATE ZHONGHUA</title><content type='html'>[stupid] i tell you. i hate those bloody ku  ku chee-bye who nvr was their hand and touch my hand IDIOTS!&lt;em&gt; -yucks&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;fuck you, if you say i dyed my hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;fuck you twice if you said i dye every year so teacher cant catch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;fuck you thrice if you says its not natural brown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm serious (&lt;strong&gt;not the fuck&lt;/strong&gt;).i cant stand it, are you all, gonna catch my be-au-ti-ful hair every single year? every single month? you wan my mum to like write &lt;strong&gt;365x4&lt;/strong&gt; of the letters to you izzt? is that HOW the school system works? no, you tell me. since sec 1, i have been caught for coloured and fuck that *amen. i dont. im not some kind of rich ass or someone who thinks that dying/highlighting/rebonding hair or whatsoever things that doesnt damages your hair texture. please okay. i'm born with it. whatcha wan me to do with it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DYE IT BLACK?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crazee. mad. insane. you wan the no. to IMH? oh_please. i think i've blogged this like upteem times. you blind, you crazy. you wan the whole world or what? the whole solar system to like for me to tell them "HEY, i DIDNT DYE my HAIR!" so what if i'm not a mixed? crazee. my hair is weak. fuck you*.&lt;em&gt; yuck&lt;/em&gt;. pui pui pui. &lt;em&gt;*triple yuck&lt;/em&gt; you. *boo! [/stupid]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had band, life sucks. missed bio. fucked teacher. hate form teacher.. have to study chinese. test tmr. life rocks. i hate you. but i love him. no words. hah. who cares. i rock. i know. fuck you. bloody care.. &lt;em&gt;yuckie yuck&lt;/em&gt;. mei's bdae. is tmr. i love her. and she loves me to. buying her things. and booking it too. its kinda troublesome. i wonder if they will do too. x}. walked home. with yee yan and jason. talked about sis and bro love. laughed. shld i go NIE concert? hmm. x). i love my val. where is my dear *hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;7 yucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-110544851755315357?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/110544851755315357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=110544851755315357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/110544851755315357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/110544851755315357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-hate-zhonghua.html' title='I HATE ZHONGHUA'/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-110535216974301240</id><published>2005-01-10T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T18:19:07.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>playing with GPRS</title><content type='html'>you know, i'm like drinking bbt (the long lost bubble tea) and its like i wan to eat the pearls and the crystal, so, i'm like. drinking sucking all up, and spiting the ice shake back. HAH. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-110535216974301240?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/110535216974301240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=110535216974301240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/110535216974301240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/110535216974301240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/01/playing-with-gprs.html' title='playing with GPRS'/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-110509581757715764</id><published>2005-01-07T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T19:03:37.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the stupid life. boo*</title><content type='html'>ear plugs ; numb//encore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can someone, get me the L A N C O M E green colour bottle moisturizer please? hah. x), yes andrea's bad and greedy -&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;tripledots&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these few days are super super super busy because of band and also the starting of school. i dread it like a million ass. hah. today is the only day that i come online except for the previous time i came which was, 15minutes. gosh. andrea andrea andrea. horrible eh. err. nothing much happen. oh, yeanchiang back. *chio larh. hah. &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-tripledots-&lt;/span&gt;. lols. err.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;band is pretty alright, everything going nicely, i finally, teached and sucessed during sectional where the senior takes the junior. today band was fun. as in, peiwen and i, sneak to play the percussions. hah. nice nice. but, my whole arm hurts. oh, and also, i think my arm, the shoulder there, i need to go see a chinese sinseh bah, it hurts really bad, esp when we have super long practises. i think is because that time hanxiang hit me, which was pr6, its kinda like a rheumatism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupp, was on the way home with, wanli,yeeyan,paul,jason while peiwen and carol left because peiwen had her tuition and lydia waiting for kithoong. x). As USUAL, those guys are... -tripplestrokes- hah. i seriously think that their hormones are undergoing a very desperate moment. their dirty jokes are.... &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-tripledots-&lt;/span&gt;. hah. x). den jason tot i had a stead, who happens to be &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-tripledots-&lt;/span&gt; and paul too. HAH. &lt;em&gt;-luffmyassoff-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh pleeeaaa essseeee. hah.&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/8635013-110509581757715764?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/110509581757715764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=110509581757715764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/110509581757715764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/110509581757715764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/01/stupid-life-boo.html' title='the stupid life. boo*'/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-110484220564576361</id><published>2005-01-04T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T20:36:45.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>screwed me up</title><content type='html'>spinning- will i pass n'lvls?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, gr8. what &lt;u&gt;5-dayweek&lt;/u&gt; concept, its total a &lt;strong&gt;NO&lt;/strong&gt; to me. i would rather get occupied by CCAs on &lt;strong&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/strong&gt;, than staying at home with &lt;strong&gt;TONS&lt;/strong&gt; of homework, and returning home at like 7.30pm? whats this men? &lt;em&gt;-slapsmyface&lt;/em&gt;.-. its so &lt;u&gt;horrible&lt;/u&gt;, to wake up early in the morning, going to sch and staying in school for like 12hrs++ and only haf like 5-7hours of sleep, and the rest are actually your homework time and revision. &lt;strong&gt;HOW AM I GOIN TO PASS&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;n'lvls&lt;/u&gt;? crazy. totally crazy. insane might sound nicer. -&lt;strong&gt;BOO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yuck-boo-ka-boo-boo&lt;/em&gt;. pui. tmr's p/e has er... height and weight check. -bloody*evileyes-. andreaong, FAT like big fat elephant. (&lt;em&gt;whatsthelargestandtheheaviestanimal&lt;/em&gt;). or perhaps a WHALE? &lt;em&gt;hah. shit-ka-boo-boo.&lt;/em&gt; x).  well,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st day of school: was pretty much the &lt;u&gt;same, &lt;/u&gt;class is getting&lt;strong&gt; less&lt;/strong&gt; noisy, which i think there are like &lt;em&gt;pros&lt;/em&gt; and&lt;em&gt; cons&lt;/em&gt;. sometimes, it gets pretty boring larh.. but sometimes when we need to concentrate, its good larh. x) . errr.. teacher are stressing on the word "&lt;em&gt;N'lvls&lt;/em&gt;" this and that. you need to pull up percentage, distinction and so forth. wah.. i hear until i can wet my skirt and run away. hah. so scarey. &lt;strong&gt;YUCK&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today: was also the same larh, had p/e. &lt;strong&gt;YUCK.&lt;/strong&gt; baldie--- hah. den... english. got POA, and Maths stupid specimen paper. so bloody. &lt;strong&gt;YUCK.&lt;/strong&gt; hah. er... den had assembly, need to go take GP cheque (goodprogress_)den ran up for band, played for the secs 1.&lt;strong&gt; YUCK&lt;/strong&gt;. hah. so long. _ginna,s.&lt;br /&gt;fine, i'm old, sec 4 happy? yupps. had band till like 7. hai. i have nothing to say.hah. .my table, is badly vandalised. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to change my layout.&lt;strong&gt; NO TIME&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-thankyou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;em&gt;4&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;YUCKS&lt;/strong&gt; for the day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-110484220564576361?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/110484220564576361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=110484220564576361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/110484220564576361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/110484220564576361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/01/screwed-me-up.html' title='screwed me up'/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-110466417532761933</id><published>2005-01-02T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T19:09:35.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tsunami : killer wave</title><content type='html'>tsunami : killer wave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the world is small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-110466417532761933?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/110466417532761933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=110466417532761933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/110466417532761933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/110466417532761933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2005/01/tsunami-killer-wave.html' title='tsunami : killer wave'/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-110447657501678175</id><published>2004-12-31T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T15:02:55.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new year resolution</title><content type='html'>finally, i deleted almost every single post that i blogged except for 10 that i actually think that its meaningful for next year, and also they are my memories. going thru, and reading again those stuff, i find that i didnt wasted this year at all. but no matter what, they are just bygones. x).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my new year resolution&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;pass N'lvls &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my ATM card&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;good health and wealth , no death or damages&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;WORLD PEACE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;more tops and bottoms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my handbag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;a new bed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me being a nicer person &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;a boyfriend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;new phone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;hah. hope those do come true,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;yesterday, went for high tea at Garden's Cafe. nice nice, not bad. hah. x). chris can reallie eat alot. hah. later on, went to center point, bought my brother a pierre cardin wallet. and myself 2 sets of bra x). heehee* and my dad a Arnold sth sth. (the umbrella brand) for my dad. later on went to hmv for marche with mei,mei's mum dad and sis,val and her bro plus me and my mum.after that, we went to taka. saw shannon ching. HAH. he's selling those christmas spinning toy with those light in it. HAH! . HAH!. i cant stop laughing. meiling bought a tee for ZARA cause it was having sale, it was much more messy than before. YUCK.  okay. later after that, met my dad at bishan, and had supper, yums. so went to sleep. and that was it. OH. painted my room also. hahahahahahahaha. -I HATE IT!- &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-110447657501678175?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/110447657501678175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=110447657501678175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/110447657501678175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8635013/posts/default/110447657501678175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/2004/12/new-year-resolution.html' title='new year resolution'/><author><name>drea</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-8635013.post-110421942409266221</id><published>2004-12-28T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T15:37:04.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pnr!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah-inside joke.&lt;br /&gt;well, had this reallie reallie wierd dream. err someone(whomiwontmentionthename,)messaged me and told me this "i've been thinking recently, and i like you. i hope to spend my new year eve's with you. =x. " errr... ya. kinda stupid. but. hah. they say, if you can remember what the dreams' about, then , it would not happen in real life. and i guess. well, PNR has to start soon! hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both my cousin and niece are tonning at my hse. noisy. -grumblerumble. gotta paint my bloody room. ssian. yawns. have to think of nice nice designs. hah. x). hah. i'm pro eh? duh. tatas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-110421942409266221?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/110421942409266221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=110421942409266221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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yucks*hah.&lt;br /&gt;she was with her cousin, so weird larh can? hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later on, went to centrepoint, to meet yuqian to go to her church there de things. err. they sing song hor, very touching, very inflluential. but. i wasnt attracted to it, because of the string on my wrist. sorry. hah. x). like you worship god, i worship the other one. x). but i still put my respect lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later, steph, ben, yk. nel, wx,bonian,wq, yq went to eat at the starhub building, i didnt eat, cause i already ate. hah. talked alil. wah. they are my life. they maake me happy. a happy jumpy kid, later on, val and dorothy came to join us. er.. they left after a short while. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, the boys went for pool, while ben, yk, steph, wq and me went to shop to HMV, to meet my dear (VAL LUA). hah. took neos. errr i dont know where i left it. hah. check later. quite nice. i love myself so much. i must learn to love andrea ong. x).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;err.. den shopped at HMV, couldnt find my present. and my &lt;strong&gt;BILABONG HANDBAG&lt;/strong&gt;. hah. so we went to taka, errrrrrrrrrrrr..... was looking lor. den. wanted to go mango, cause they were having a sale, but the moment we stood outside, people were &lt;em&gt;queuing&lt;/em&gt; to get in. -oh my. it was so tight the security, and the both of us decided not to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i know this sounds abit weird, IM BLOODY HAPPY, cause i went to ZARA to buy stuff. and normally, their stuff are SUPER expensive, and my mum OBJECTS stuffs from there, cause she thinks its not worth it. but HELLO? offer. &lt;strong&gt;GRAB GRAB GRAB.&lt;/strong&gt; hah. got my christmas present there. a spag, i like it. its mine. wah   ha. got my mum a shirt there, pretty nice. i can wear too. -hah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, shopped to 8++, my dad fetched us to meiling's hse, and meiling got my PENCIL BOX. oh girl i love you like a fucking bitch. hah. x) -huggs. well, tmr will be a busy busy day. take care and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;share the love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;-huggs,kissess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-110381449992730397?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/110381449992730397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8635013&amp;postID=110381449992730397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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,carol, steph, wanqi, benjamin, bonian, wenxing, yihong, kaihui , nelson, von, valneo, dorothy.&lt;br /&gt;alot? yes i know. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;er. den i meeting my mum in the night, to do more shopping.&lt;br /&gt;so tiring, i seem to be going out everyday.&lt;br /&gt;oh. i finally found andrea&lt;br /&gt;hah. thanks yonghui.&lt;br /&gt;you made me found myself, by telling someone something, by allowing me to be a new person, be making me finding myself, regaining my goofy style, who will nvr wears a mask anymore. thanks hor. hah. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;chr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt;tm&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;as s&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;aso&lt;/span&gt;n&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-110377044507945070?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8635013.post-110370256809166107</id><published>2004-12-22T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T16:02:48.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i've regain my old-self</title><content type='html'>yes, i'm back. surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these days were reallie preetty difficult to go through&lt;br /&gt;i cried for like 3 times  in a row of a day,&lt;br /&gt;and i cried 3 days over him*&lt;br /&gt;god. the second time i'm crying over a boy. -yuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, maybe i shld be who i was before.&lt;br /&gt;it felt so sickening to tell someone&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;but for all, i want to thank you, to thank you that you helped me regain the andrea i used to be. the andrea who walks on street and ppl will get her number. thanks yh. reallie a big thankew. and of cause, those ppl in band, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;hannah, krystal, C L A P, fiona, yee yan, tricia, li hua, wan li, kun long, regina. not forgetting, my three girls , my p00rbooR and steph.&lt;/span&gt; you ppl are my life. my survior soul. oh. thanks jim too, cause he introduced me the song, to make me stand up again. thanks a millions guys, you are my life. my everything. without all of you,i think i would be crying like a bloody bitch. hah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;err. was having lunch with  yee yan today, hah&lt;br /&gt;he made me laugh so loudly.&lt;br /&gt;but i liked it. its so me&lt;br /&gt;i finally feel like i'm somone.&lt;br /&gt;someone who will be reconigze in the street. hah&lt;br /&gt;i'm regaing my old-self. who struts her stuff on the street.&lt;br /&gt;who oppose others. hah.&lt;br /&gt;andrea you're BACK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x)). well. was talking to them, and it was a nice conversation.&lt;br /&gt;yeeyan was pretty surprised that i actually told yh* that i liked him.&lt;br /&gt;hah. but. you know. hah. he said, if i go church, all come ask my number.&lt;br /&gt;i was like. &lt;em&gt;you siao arh?&lt;/em&gt; hah. he said, i'm the kind whereby i shld wait for ppl to&lt;br /&gt;get me, rather than me, calling them to get me. hah. x). he still said, girls shldnt&lt;br /&gt;ask boy for a relation. hah. he's so funny. all his sexual jokes. hah. stupid and lame.&lt;br /&gt;i just love it when we laugh together in one big fat group&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-huggss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-110370256809166107?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/110370256809166107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='html'>my heart was telling me this,&lt;br /&gt;my mind was telling me another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now, i have no more &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hesistation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to believe in myself,&lt;br /&gt;to follow my heart.&lt;br /&gt;i will. but the courage will still be hidden&lt;br /&gt;cause you know how i feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-110351177916980351?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com/feeds/110351177916980351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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/&gt;hah, you are dismissed,&lt;br /&gt;can you keep that,&lt;br /&gt;make me lose my &lt;em&gt;BLOODY&lt;/em&gt; BREATH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my &lt;em&gt;bloody&lt;/em&gt; toes,&lt;br /&gt;are so &lt;em&gt;bloody&lt;/em&gt; painful&lt;br /&gt;and i can have to train my &lt;em&gt;bloody&lt;/em&gt; leg,&lt;br /&gt;to wear heels.&lt;br /&gt;or i'm &lt;em&gt;bloody&lt;/em&gt; hell dying of pain-ful-ness&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;em&gt;movestoenails&lt;/em&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah. went to j8 to meet my girlfriends, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual, lunch at MAC, they ate the foldover while i dint eat anything.&lt;br /&gt;later on, walked around places&lt;br /&gt;was having conversation with meiling ytd.&lt;br /&gt;so funny, talking about xmas present&lt;br /&gt;this is how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mei : " &lt;em&gt;you choose, i buy, i take go home wrap&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;me: "&lt;strong&gt;HAH&lt;/strong&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. when we reached town (a bloody boring place that bores me)&lt;br /&gt;i told her,&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;em&gt;you choose i buy i take go home wrap nice nice x) &lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so cute right? hah, i mean, if you are with us,&lt;br /&gt;you sure would understand. right?&lt;br /&gt;okay.. so mei bought me a &lt;strong&gt;bilabong wallet&lt;/strong&gt; which took us to go to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4&lt;/strong&gt; different 77street to choose.&lt;br /&gt;HAH.&lt;br /&gt;and at fareast there,&lt;br /&gt;i saw this couple,&lt;br /&gt;french in public.&lt;br /&gt;for me, as an asian.&lt;br /&gt;i cant take it.&lt;br /&gt;i mean.. please do it..&lt;br /&gt;somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;you're in spore, not in america. hah. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;den i bought her a DCP shirt, and another Shirt which my mum bought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;hah. she receiving two,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;my mum and i had communication break down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;so. i buy, she also buy, ending up.. meiling has &lt;strong&gt;2 presents&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;so val, i'm sorry lorh.. hah. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i sincerly wan that &lt;strong&gt;bilabong handbag.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;- it was white and so me. x)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;but its $30 bucks. i cant cor val to buy when i'm buying something thats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;half the price rite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;fair- we aint rich girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;but who know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;i just love my girls.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8635013-110302741701701780?l=yourflighttoindulgence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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