<?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-18897878</id><updated>2011-11-25T05:26:03.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Belongs To Me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>403</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-1509397890637417567</id><published>2011-09-28T18:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T18:51:47.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>people always say the older ones have it good. we get the most protection from our parents (since we're the first-borns), we have a much smaller likelihood of receiving hand-me-downs. and the most popular lament from younger siblings has got to be: we have the physical and emotional advantage over them to bully them as we like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT'S CRAP. TOTAL CRAP. TO THE PEOPLE WHO ACTUALLY BEAR SUCH IMPRESSIONS OF THE OLDER ONES: DESIST. STOP THINKING SUCH UNTHINKABLE THOUGHTS. because it becomes a total vicious cycle of violence (yes violence) and you'll start becoming brutally mean to your older children (whom you think do nothing but bully the younger immature nubile baby of the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, the precious babies always have this invisible halo gleaming above them screaming desperately for unnecessary protection from parents (esp the mums omg). and with the development of said halo comes the growth of invisible devil horns on me. and voila,whatever I say to defend myself amounts to nothing. zilch. because she is the vulnerable being,while I, the physically larger must have been the perpetrator.OHOH another point of attack against people like me: since I'm older, I'm supposed to have greater capacity to forgive, forget and give in to my sister. so in 'attacking' her, I have sinned. le sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this continues, with the little nincompoop becoming increasingly bold and used to the protection of her parents against the defenceless sister:( she starts setting her sibling up by twisting stories: whatever she does against me becomes what I have done to her, or by using the iphone video recorder to film certain footage that would seem unfavourable to me when it is shown during interventions by parents when potential conflicts surface in future. she's a scheming little imp i tell you omg. (in the mean time, she uses the possibility of such videos being present to blackmail me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, some of you may find this kinda familiar as it has happened EONS ago when you AND your siblings were KIDS. that's another problem about the Sister and I. our age gap's so huge that as she is going through the annoying 10-year-old period, i'm in the midst of a level preparations and thus cannot tolerate her shit (either because I'm too busy doing essay outlines, or that I'm too stressed and she becomes the outlet of whatever grievances I might just happen to have) so i guess its not really any of our fault.. but still.. SHE IS GOING OVERBOARD:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, to the younger siblings out there who just can't seem to understand why their older siblings are being 'mean' to them. think about it. how often have you put yourselves in the shoes of them? Even if you don't know what they're going through, please, just please have some decency to make yourself lesser of a hindrance. ok let me correct myself. it's not that you're not welcomed or anything. it's just.. as the baby of the family (or one of the younger ones), it's very common for a lot of you to be very much sheltered and pampered by everyone in the family. You can just leave your shit/mess around and people would automatically clean up after you. and somehow, you just become so irresponsible because you're in a way, so dependent on everyone around you. apart from being dependent, as the youngest in the family, most are used to having their way and essentially be elevated to becoming a princess. (to people who know me too well: no i'm not jealous because i don't get to be the princess here hahaha) but really you get to be demanding AND you want equal respect . nocandosville, sweet babydoll. (ok sorry failed attempt) because sooner or later, your older siblings will get tired of your dependent/demanding/bratty ways and eventually just treat you with lesser regard (plus you're the baby anyway. YOU'RE supposed to respect us. i mean we're gonna die earlier than you anyway-assuming we live the same number of years la. so shouldn't you at least be nice enough to treat us better for having to deal with your shit) hahaha ok sorry i know this paragraph has been an extremely sweeping one. my apologies. if however, you recognise yourself in this, yea go face the wall and reflect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here's a tip for the vulnerable younger siblings out there: maybe... learn to be more responsible and independent? so your older siblings will have little reason to pick on you and you'll probably gain greater respect like that? ok i don't know if i'm gonna offend like a lot of people with this post.. but nobody actually comes here right.. hehe..butbut it's true! oh man the space bar is faulty. i bet the Sister had something to do with this(it's her laptop anyway) lol ok this is ironic. i'm using her laptop to type a blog post bitching about her. aiyah whatever la.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-1509397890637417567?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/1509397890637417567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=1509397890637417567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/1509397890637417567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/1509397890637417567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2011/09/people-always-say-older-ones-have-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-8766871059788416518</id><published>2011-05-24T16:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T16:37:37.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so as promised, i'm blogging more regularly now. (ok maybe cos i'm procrastinating! don't wanna mug econs alr omg) i've decided to just stick with triviality when i blog cos it makes me happier! and my readers(if i ever do have any) will be happier too! hahaha. so yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FINALLY PLANNED MY HONG KONG WARDROBE! haha. sorry was too bored yesterday. so i went through whatever i had (actually not really). Cos when I slid open the wardrobe door, I found 2 dresses which would be perfect! (My kinda new blue polka dotted dress which I got from Marina Square for 25 BUCKS! HAHA so cheap right? AND ITS PRETTY! as well as this pink retro looking dress I guess. The pink dress with a polka dotted sash) I think I'm kinda TOO into polka dots now. hahaha but whatever, it's cute. And I would never have thought that the 5 dollar dress I got from a Flea with Alissa would fit so well and make me look skinny. hahaha. so yea, I'll be wearing that too! to think I was complaining and being all upset about wasting 5 freaking dollars on a dress that has similar prints(the anna sui inspired look) as other dresses in my wardrobe. But i realised ytd that hey, the shape's different! and the flowers are smaller. so i dont care, it was a good buy! hahaha. My last outfit is the pink bugis street tshirt that i mentioned in my last post. hahaha. YAY! all planned and the itinerary's ready too! but I think I'm being overly ambitious. Tsim Sha Tsui, Mong Kok, Yau Ma Tei, Central and The Peak all in one day?? LOL! blame it on my sister for insisting on going to disney. HMPH :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so CTs are in 2 days. personally, i think i'm somewhat prepared, i guess? I just have to do all that memorising now. LOL. which i guess can be solved with mnemonics? hahaha. eh at least i understand my notes k. so if i ever forget certain points, i can still crap and elaborate on others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i just witnessed the return of the Television Ghost! hahaha the tv turned on by itself again. but i think it's just the hot weather la(based on my non physics-expertise analysis). so yea. will probably turn it off later when the weather cools. alibaba. okok i better go back to reading Mr Yew's essay outlines. tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-8766871059788416518?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/8766871059788416518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=8766871059788416518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/8766871059788416518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/8766871059788416518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2011/05/hey-ppl-ok-so-as-promised-im-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-6021446975519914958</id><published>2011-05-22T21:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T21:59:06.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's times like that that worry me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7/8 of our lives in nj. that's right, its gonna be over come friday. I don't know why people keep lamenting and complaining about how the school sucks and how they wanna leave asap. Is it really that bad, actually? well, if there was one thing that I'd miss in NJ, that'd be us. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is when people start rebutting. yea la! that's the only thing that'll be treasured what. friendships la! but there's one thing for sure that people often disregard - the fact that we are bonded by ill feelings, bonded by can i say a tormenting school life? haha. that's how people in dance supposedly bond, no? the solidarity among defectors come about because of their common vision to escape oppression, after having suffered similar experiences. a party is formed primarily because people share a set of ideals. so yea, i guess i'll miss every element of school life, from the yellow-slip issuing gorgon to say, frantically mugging for econs in the PA control, to of course the awesome parties every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, there's really nothing wrong with missing all of these, given that I've spent 4 good years in this GREAT college. lol. it'll probably occupy a special place in my heart, and probably remain where it is, while people shelve these memories deeper and deeper into the back of their minds. hahah and there you have it, I who cannot get over anything. I who will remain worked up over the same old stupid issue that will seem so very insignificant in a mere 5 years. Maybe that's why I'm always bothered or burdened - because I can forgive but never forget (in some cases, I never forgive). hahah I guess it's high time I change my outlook on life, pursue Buddhism to a higher level and attain nirvana. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, as I was saying in my first sentence, it really worries me when I think about what's gonna happen to me in future. Will I keep harping onto the times I had in JC, good and bad? Will I be able to remove a scar laden facade and replace it with a blank sheet again? Indeed the injuries sustained have since healed and lessons have been internalised. but wounds will be wounds, there's bound to be a scar. Perhaps a scarf will do. A scarf to hide the impurities on my skin. At the very least, similar blades would be driven away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea anyway, CTs ARE COMING! SHINGZ! GP, ECONS AND LIT! i dont know why i'm still blogging when I should be flipping through my notes frantically! BUT IT'LL BE OVER ON FRIDAY! temporarily. then it's history consol for 2 freaking days. AND HONGKONGGG! YAY! but my sister wants to go to disneyland-.- again. and it's not like we're staying at the disneyland hotel. NO! so that means we'll have to wake up earlyyy in the morning just to catch a train to tung chung and then disney wtshit. i have to find a way to convince her to give disney a miss. hello, we're in hong kong for 4 days ONLY. can we at least shop the days away? or at least spend it well at some museum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, if we go to disney, I'll get to wear my pink shirt (which i got from bugis street. haha yes. i actually bought a non performance costume from bugis street!) which coincidentally has the same print as a dress I got from Korea last year! and it's pink too! adorable ttm!&amp;lt;3 Haven't planned my wardrobe for Hong Kong yet D: will do so next fri, after gp and econs and probably a movie marathon. then after that, I'll have to mug mug mug. life sucks D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, I realised that blogging about happy things really cheers me up a great deal. I should do this more often. I really kinda miss blogging on a regular basis. yea! I should deactivate facebook and blog instead. heh! nobody reads my blog anyway! so I can just sound retarded here. (ok somehow, I can imagine a friend from somewhere thinking to his/herself, "and this idiot thinks no one reads her blog. LOL retard." aiyah, anyway, if you ever do read my blog, do tag! hahaha it's been a long time since I last saw actual tags by actual friends. somehow these blogwalkers/virus transmitters have infiltrated cbox tagboards? I see them everywhere. heh! okok I better go mug econs now! tata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-6021446975519914958?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/6021446975519914958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=6021446975519914958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/6021446975519914958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/6021446975519914958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2011/05/its-times-like-that-that-worry-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-93348975958500208</id><published>2011-05-01T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T21:51:46.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>some people obviously take trivial things too seriously. instead of doing what you're supposed to, you're stepping over the line and being your unnecessary self. you seem to assume that everyone has to act like how you do. my apologies. but i'm not you and i certainly do not want to be like you. so stop telling me what to do because i have my reasons for acting in certain ways. since you are such a good judge of abilities, and think yourself more suitable than i am, then why didn't you show/say or prove it? and at this point of time, when we're all tired and starting to slow down? seriously? i'm beginning to question your true objectives of even being in this. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-93348975958500208?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/93348975958500208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=93348975958500208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/93348975958500208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/93348975958500208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2011/05/some-people-obviously-take-trivial.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-7720543049017219815</id><published>2011-02-21T23:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T23:39:54.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes, i just wished i had a listening ear. yea i have my fair share of good friends and super close friends. but friends judge. nobody can deny that. i do that too sometimes without realising it. but at this point of time when people start collapsing and begin calling out for shoulders to lean on, who am i to turn to when everyone's so emo and weak? when is it my turn to finally spill?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this valentine's week has been crap. i feel horrible inside. i can't hide it any longer with my teletubby face. help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-7720543049017219815?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/7720543049017219815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=7720543049017219815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/7720543049017219815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/7720543049017219815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2011/02/sometimes-i-just-wished-i-had-listening.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-3179535525428842460</id><published>2011-02-01T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T23:53:19.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello ppl:) (shingz i dont even know if ppl still visit this site)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so CNY's coming real soon. and i guess after that, it means business. chandel has to work her ass off. D: anyway, so i've been crashing orientation for the past week. kinda weird actually. because most of the time, i'm like crashing alone-.- with nurul either at P.A or mugging in the library and hazel at PA duty. man. chandel has turned into a loner freak D: hahahaha but. 'twas still quite fun la. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been wondering lately whether what i did was right. obligation vs what i really want to do. trust me. if i had the choice, and if you had created the environment, i would have gladly stayed. for nothing in return. but reality strikes and we realise that paths are important because without which, we would be directionless, and it'll probably take us even more time and effort to get to our destination. we might not even get there at all eventually. so yes. recently, i'm starting to feel left out from the group. not that i actually attempted to join in before (because the thing is.. is was supposed to be an original member. and THEY were the ones who were supposed to be fitting in) but i guess after all that has happened, roles have been reversed and i tend to exclude myself from them. maybe its just me, maybe i'm still living in the past. or that i can't erase memories and images of things i don't want to remember. or perhaps. these are all excuses to why i dont see myself as part of them. because i was a traitor. because he picks on me. because being associated with me makes life shit for you. i dont want to blame anyone for this. it's a multi-causal effect. really, if you ever come across this blog post(i dont know how), think about it. prejudice or pure misunderstanding? give it thought. it has been bothering me for years. i just want to get this over and done with. and start again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someday i'll be big enough so you can't hit me&lt;br /&gt;and all you're ever gonna be is mean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why you gotta be so mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only utopia existed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-3179535525428842460?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/3179535525428842460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=3179535525428842460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/3179535525428842460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/3179535525428842460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2011/02/hello-ppl-shingz-i-dont-even-know-if.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-8873008213900321950</id><published>2010-11-27T14:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T15:14:09.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello good people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i'm back. AGAIN. lol. so i decided to blog again after a uber long break. well it all started like that: i was planning the itinerary for my korea trip (yes i'm going to seoul. and no. i'm not gonna die) then i got distracted by some fb notification. (shingz i hate it that they dont have word predictors on computers except on ms. Then i get spammed with  predictions when i type messages on my iphone. its bad enough that i have fat fingers and i try so hard just to type messages. now, my 'tmr' comes out as TNT and tuition comes out as ruiyun. LOL wth. oh well) ANYWAY, as i was saying, i began stalking people and trying to access their blogs when it struck me! why dont i look at what has become of my abandoned web log! yea so i typed in the url and some sexy audrey on the front page. yea audrey's my friend. i'm gonna dress as her for prom next year. yea then i decided to blog lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my birthday's coming and there's this weirdo outside shouting to the upper stories. for a guy named weiheng or weihao. oo. he says its because he can't open the glass door. i really wonder what weiheng/weihao's gonna do next. throw down the access card?-.- welcome to kampong hillview where you forgo modern technologies. like your phone. DOOD CALL HIM LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok anyway, so yes! tis' the season to be jolly! falalalalalalalala! my parents are offering to take me to universal studios for my birthday! as juvenile as i may sound, i'd really be very happy if they were to take me to universal studios because 1) i've never been there and 2) i dont know.. i haven't thought of the second reason. but well.. at least i get to be embraced in familial warmth if we go as well, a family. Since everyone's growing up and growing older and becoming busier.. it'll be nice if we could treasure whatever time we have left together:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;option 2 for birthday plans: MAK AND ALISSA COMING OVER TO SLEEPOVER! YAYYYY! hahaha now that'll be fun! hahahaha! then we can just stay up all night and talk rubbish and do god knows what. maybe webcam with random people and eat/watch movies all night long! oh and talktalktalktalktalktalktalk! hehehehe:D i'm getting so excited! THEN IF WE'RE NOT TOO TIRED, WE CAN GO SHOPPING THE NEXT DAY! WOOHOOOO! maybe i should amalgamate both plans.. like go with my parents on 8th dec. then mak and alissa come on the 9th! HAHAH:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of amalgamation, i'm so glad pw's over! its been a bittersweet experience. but truth be told, i didn't really contribute as much as i thought i could have. you would be surprised hearing of my contributions for the wr. well, but anyway, i'm impressed, very impressed actually by how our group manages to do last minute work well. hahahaha loved our presentation alot. and the prada bag&lt;3 and i think geraldine's house is so awesome! we could perpetually just film our video at any spot and it'll just look like we were filming in an eco restaurant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok crap. its 3.13. i better go back to doing the itinerary. I feel like a slackershit. I NEED TO STUDAYE ZOMG. okok! tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-8873008213900321950?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/8873008213900321950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=8873008213900321950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/8873008213900321950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/8873008213900321950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2010/11/hello-good-people-yes-im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-8412846424402635924</id><published>2010-07-11T12:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T13:14:16.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok it has REALLY been ages since i last posted. i know i know. but what can you expect from somebody in a shiteveryonesfreakingmuggingandimnotiamsofreakingscrewed environment? haha. i'm beginning to really really really miss IP life when well, the days were so carefree and fun since i could excuse myself for not doing well in chem and physics tests and just laugh my failing grades off. LOL. and the projects. shingz i freaking miss the projects too! WHY CAN'T We HAVE MORE OF THOSE! LOL i remeber making videos at every possible moment and making ppt slides, having debates blah blah almst every week. and we had time to go out and have fun too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now what are we stuck with? essay outlines and tutorials and mugging for quizzes and cca. oh and pw. well, but i guess i'll start to miss it once i leave NJ. D:D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, since i haven't been posting and many many things have happened, let me just try to upate you on the key events that took place over these few months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) well, i ran for interact exco. got it. am now president:D:D we're now planning for our installation ceremony and the theme's awesome i tell you. cos it allows us to make things glam:) i'm really looking forward to it because its the exco's first project(ok not really since there's comchest. but this thing's major. haha) and i wanna see how things will turn out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) i went to vietnam for CIP and i swear its the AWESOMEST cip one can ever be involved in. it's probably the best thing that happened to me so far. the experience is truly unforgettable and well, if anyone were to ask me how an OCIP should be like, it should be EXACTLY like that! hahah. i dont think you need any details about how the trip was like because the pictures on fb are self-explanatory! i think people actually got kinda annoyed with us because we were spamming their news feed for weeks:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) i just had my first common tests. but i think i'd rather focus on what happened AFTER my first common tests! SLEEPOVER WITH M.A.C. the night was crazy i tell you. what with the fb wall spamming. we were insane. hahahahah. but it was fun. and all the warped truth or dare sessions and the videos! :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) i think i'm starting to like you. well gradually. please stop being such a nice guy. i dont wanna get hurt by seemingly nice guys again. thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-8412846424402635924?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/8412846424402635924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=8412846424402635924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/8412846424402635924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/8412846424402635924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2010/07/hey-ppl-ok-it-has-really-been-ages.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-3273849563068035262</id><published>2010-04-15T23:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T12:43:44.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm back! hahaha.. so.. math quiz is over. pretty much screwed since I couldn't really do question3. but ah. it's just 5 freaking percent. oh and to think i actually rejoiced over the fact that I was done with ass week. Now you give me extended ass weeks. no. it should be called ass month. there's math test this week, 2 history tests next week, lit test the following, and econs test somewhere round the corner. and and its not as if there's time to slack in between the tests, since we actually have in class writing practices and if we dont write anything, we'll just seem stupid and lazy. hahaha. so yes. don't ask me why i'm slacking now. I have a feeling there's econs homework lurking somewhere in that harmless looking white booklet. such an innocent innocent &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;object, yet so repulsive. hahah. OH YEA! I have an essay outline to do! oopsie. okok I better start soon:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, this is what they call love. For love requires dedication and unconditional passion and tears and frustration. I knew I loved you when I wanted to stand by you no matter what. I knew you mattered a lot to me when you left me dejected and lost for weeks. Because I knew that all in all, you cared. I used to think my feelings were reciprocated, that you saw me in the same light. perhaps i was wrong. Time and again, I've been disappointed too much. My tears have since dried and I now require no shoulders to lean on. An emotion drought finally? Sometimes, I keep wondering if I had made the right decision in the first place. To re-approach you even after we parted once. I tried. I really tried to do everything I could to salvage this relationship. My heart and soul lie exhausted, panting. What saddens me most isn't the non-existent effort you've put in to save us, but the amount of energy you summon to severe this partnership once and for all. You are, however, still in my thoughts. I think I still love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just in case you're wondering, it ain't boys i'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-3273849563068035262?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/3273849563068035262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=3273849563068035262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/3273849563068035262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/3273849563068035262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2010/04/hello-ppl-im-back-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-1986436938906357995</id><published>2010-04-09T00:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T00:37:54.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i decided to update my blog. hahaha. i'm almost done with wuthering heights now. haha took me so long.  but gahh.. somehow it takes me 3 days to finish a page becuase i get interrupted after reading a few lines. short attention span eh. just like iskandar. well he said it himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, life's getting busier now. so many tests round the corner! math lecture test, International history test, SEA history test, Econs test. is there a lit test? or was the annotation test graded? fuck if it really is so, i am screwed. hahaha. didn't even have time to finish annotating the second page. i think i wrote less than 10 words there. hahaha. but gahh.. i hope my first page makes up for that. i think i'm quite screwed for math too. heh. didn't even understand lecture this morning (or should i say ytd morning since its 12.20 now, speaking of which, i should really be sleeping now. oh wells. i woke up at 8 this morning) so yea anyway, are there any kind souls out there who are willing to help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arts fest is also round the corner. ARISTAL! hahaha! but i dont think i'm excited as i was in ip1. maybe because i've gone through aristal once. nothing new alr. heh. i think i wanna go for etude and dramafest! but gahhh.. etude's the day before aristal! HOW? blehbleh. i hope we dont have full dress rehearsal the day before. oh! and anyway, do performers have school during the arts fest week? heh. i hope not&gt;&lt;but then again, i'll be freaking behind if i were to miss lessons. fuck school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why this game again. this game that tears the vulnerable apart and destroys souls even though game rules have left lasting impressions. Never emerging winner. Merely a losing player who never ever gains the upper hand. the train hopes not to be derailed again. all it desires is a smooth journey and well, maybe a destination?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-1986436938906357995?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/1986436938906357995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=1986436938906357995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/1986436938906357995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/1986436938906357995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2010/04/hello-ppl-i-decided-to-update-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-2314222555708413195</id><published>2010-01-31T16:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T16:16:17.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meh. somehow, this place is turning into some place for venting whatever pent up anger i have in me. heh. oops. but ahhhh just bear with me k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my parents are being such asses now. shingz la they. apparently, they were such good students in the past they couldn't stand a second without mugging. yea. i bet they were complete no lifers. no time for fun. no time for anything but work. no wonder they didn't understand when i told them i had no work to doand was thus always seen lying on the sofa watching videos. so now they think i'm gonna end up not making it to university and live a miserable life as a cabbage leaf washer earning 7 bucks a day. meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok fine. maybe finishing tess, top girls and wuthering heights would make a difference. i mean,  those books are the only things left on my list. yea. then after that, i'll make it to harvard law school. awesomeness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k then. i'm off reading. see you in harvard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-2314222555708413195?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/2314222555708413195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=2314222555708413195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/2314222555708413195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/2314222555708413195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2010/01/hello-ppl-meh.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-4485609172106621389</id><published>2010-01-26T22:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T23:01:07.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha i'm finally back. to all stalkers out there, i did not die in japan! nope i didn't get poisoned after eating fugu prepared by some noob chef:D i didn't post cos err. i was too lazy to do so. so yea. heave a sigh of relief, do a happy dance whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. yes its been 3 weeks since school started. pretty slack i guess. haha. compared to the SCIENCE students. so many chem/bio/phy tutorials. and they have longer and suckier timetables than ours probably because of practical. HEH. so yea. school's cool so far. history's fun. lit's ok i guess. econs. haven't done anything much so far. math. i have tabby:D AND YES. I LOVE GP. I LOVE MY TEACHER EVEN MORE. i can always not wait for gp lessons. especially the monday lesson. ONE AND A HALF HOURS OF GENERAL PAPER! OMG! SO FUN! &lt;3&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr's slack day again. i'm thinking of bringing lappy so i can watch dalang. haha but then again. it's so heavyD: and we might have walk-in preparation tmr. haha. yep. i've been busying myself with walk in pracs and wd pracs and dalang. yep. genie actually succeeded in luring me into dalang's embrace. HE IS SO CUTE. OMG. hahahaha. i like&lt;3 gahhh i don't know what to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. if the blogskin happens to be screwed when you're reading this post. just refresh the page. and it'll be back to normal. that is to say.. if you see many boxes that read "so and so's account is currently expired" instead of this dark grey floral background, you're reading the screwed up version. hahah yep. ok nothing else to say. i'm gonna watch dalang now. tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-4485609172106621389?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/4485609172106621389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=4485609172106621389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/4485609172106621389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/4485609172106621389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2010/01/hey-ppl-hahaha-im-finally-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-4904159431380155189</id><published>2009-12-13T01:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T02:02:16.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ppl:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm finally SIXTEEN! WOOHOO! hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks everyone for your birthday calls birthday presents birthday wishes on sms, msn and facebook. thank you insurance agent for your birthday card. you made me feel loved for 30 seconds as I scanned the card for the sender. then i saw your name. bleh. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and joewei. you PHALE. 20 over minutes late. HAHAHAH. anyway. yep had a really FUN time celebrating my birthday with my family on wednesday. went on the singapore flyer. oh. we went to the marina barrage as well. HAHAHA. love the scenery. HAHA. azure blue sky with perfectly green grass. i like. camwhored alot. everything's on fb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yep. then had dance on thursday. alissa came back:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went out with mak and alissa on fri to celebrate my birthday. OMG I LOVE FISH AND CO. hahaha. cos they celebrated my birthday too:D like we got a 10% discount. a free scoop of ice cream. a polaroid attached to a birthday card. a slice of birthday cake(i think we paid for that). and the staff did some birthday rap. LOL. and finally they sang the song in front of the entire restaurant. HAHAHAHA. felt so important. YAY! then we went shopping at 313 somerset. omg it is so amk hub-ish. HAHAHA. no offence to either places. BUT seriously. the mall was FREAKING boring. and aunty. but then again. the top levels reminded me of centrepoint. haha. no difference. centrepoint's oldddd. mehh. orchard central was so much cooler i swear. hahaha. i love the stationary store. and the jap inspired boutiques! ALISSA I LOVE THE LAMP. HAHAHAHA. yea. the places at orchard central were way more interesting. and they had a place to camwhore too. at the gift wrapping centre:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;finally decorated my christmas tree today. it is super GORGEOUS. and it smells really good too:D the theme's kinda autumn-y. haha. like the colour and all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SyPZicwuONI/AAAAAAAAA_0/c5CYhN1SnFs/s1600-h/DSC00266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414410362888796370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SyPZicwuONI/AAAAAAAAA_0/c5CYhN1SnFs/s320/DSC00266.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I LIKE THE LIGHTING:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SyPZi9t8McI/AAAAAAAAA_8/Ke7e65O1aVY/s1600-h/DSC00269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414410371735499202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SyPZi9t8McI/AAAAAAAAA_8/Ke7e65O1aVY/s320/DSC00269.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;3&lt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;YAY.. hahaha kkk. thats all. i better go now. nitey. tata&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chendol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-4904159431380155189?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/4904159431380155189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=4904159431380155189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/4904159431380155189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/4904159431380155189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello-ppld-im-finally-sixteen-woohoo.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SyPZicwuONI/AAAAAAAAA_0/c5CYhN1SnFs/s72-c/DSC00266.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-8277219711706237830</id><published>2009-12-02T15:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T15:45:54.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ppl:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. i've finally changed my blogskin! totally different concept from before. heh. anyway. it's a week to my birthday! 7 days! IT'S FINALLY DECEMBER BABY! HAHAHAHAHA. that means... i'm going to japan soon. shingz. i haven't planned. cos i'm just too disheartened by the fact that everywhere's gonna be so quiet. haha. i was doing research the other day. and and i learnt that osaka(or was it kyoto?) had this place called movieland. mannn. sounded so fun la. what with all the old sets and costumes and everything. then i looked at the opening hours. then i frowned D: bleh. butbut. there ARE still monuments and temples that might be open. so we might be dropping by. and we can visit that geisha street thingy too. cos you can't close a street for new year's can you. unless you have chingay or whatever. LOL. japan doesn't have parades during the new year season right. please say no. and i need to start getting clothes for japan. i have NOTHING to wear there. ok not really nothing. cos i'm sure my mum has all those nike jackets kept somewhere. or she could always bring back more samples. lol. but i need turtle necks! heh. should start pestering my mum to go shopping for winter clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a pre birthday dinner last week with my family. heh. it was more of a joint bday dinner. since we were celebrating my cousin's bday as well. oh. the actual day's today! hahaha. he's 358 days younger than me. hahaha. anyway. we had dinner at this place in ION. its the ice cream place on the first level. i forgot the name of the shop. hahaha. the food was average i guess. haha. but the mozzarella balls:D:D yep. then we walked around orchard. my parents got me a camera:D hahaha. it's gold metallic. but alissa said the pink one was nicer. oh wellsD: hahaha. then then.. we returned to the st regis. LOL. yea its a long story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos my family and i were staying at the orchard hotel the night before. my mum had this membership thingy that entitled us to a free stay. LOL. yep. anyway. the next day(which was the day of my pre bday dinner), we learnt that my aunty had a free stay at the st regis cos of some membership thingy that my uncle held. LOL. membership thingies ftw! LOL. then my dad didn't wanna go home. besides, he was too lazy to go home. unpack. then go to orchard again for dinner. LOL. so we decided to book a room at the st regis. LOL. super last minute. yea. so after checking out from orchard hotel. we stoned at forum. had macs for lunch. LOL. must save money cos a room at st regis wasn't cheap. hahaha. then we went to the hotel after that. yea. then the concierge person brought us to room 808. LOL. auspicious number. yea. then she was like introducing the room to us. like how the tv in the bathroom worked. and how that curtain button worked. LOL. man the room was DAMN BIG. and i cant get over the fact that they had a tv in the bathroom! HAHAHA. yea. after that my parents left to get clothes for us. since the decision to stay at the st regis was so last minute. and and. the hotel had a library of dvds just for guests! HAHAHA. so i called up the butler guy and asked for 6 over dvds since it was complimentary anyway. turned out none of the 6 were available. LOL. so i spent 15 minutes giving him titles. then he'd check. LOL. we ended up renting night at the museum and rob-b-hood. yea. then we went for dinner after that. came back. called the butler again. he brought all the dvds i asked for earlier. LOL. efficient much eh. hahaha. yea then i spammed movies with my cousins until 3 plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite an unforgettable pre birthday i had. HAHA. oh and i camwhored alot with my new camera. heh. pictures another time:D gahh. but actually its on fb. LOL. i'll just upload pics to make my blog prettier. k i better go now. tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-8277219711706237830?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/8277219711706237830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=8277219711706237830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/8277219711706237830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/8277219711706237830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello-ppld-yay.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-6507946532943020734</id><published>2009-11-22T17:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T19:01:02.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man i was aching like crazy this morning. couldn't even get off my bed. HAHA. see what great things dance does for you. awesome eh. HAHA. anyway. the whole of last week was spent epgy-ing. an extremely interesting week i must say. HAHAH. what with the quotable quotes of chester lau and his ability to come up with epic stories. LOL. OH OH. and the massive flood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we happened to be returning from lunch that day from adams. had oyster omelette:D anyway. we were kinda lucky cos it only started raining when we got onto the bus. by the time we got to nj, it was kinda pouring. and surprisingly, the ground was flooded even though it only started raining not too long ago. haha. so yea. alissa's shoes were completely drenched. so were aditi's. and chester. he couldn't even be bothered to stay under shelter. he just ran across the basketball court to the other side. LOL. anyway yea. by the time we reached the sanctuary, we were wet ankles down. chester was just wet. yea. then we began expanding on our stories when jingyi suddenly noticed the overland flow at the grass patch. haha. somehow the drainage system was so sucky that the water level rose soon after and it kinda got to the corridor. Within minutes, we were surrounded by a moat of muddy water. LOL. then we began camwhoring! HAHAHA. the stairs at the amphi became waterfalls. kinda pretty actually. HAHAHA. yea. the path from the canteen leading to the TC block was completely flooded as well. it was a river out there. HAHA. I think that was when water became knee high outside school. chest high in underground carparks, i heard. I was told how ppl were trapped in buses for like what 3 hours, till they eventually gave up and decided to wade their way through the water. man. thank god nj was atop a hill. HAHA. my sis was telling me how the first floor classrooms were flooded in her school. though i'm not really believing her cos errr.. aiyah. she likes to cheat my feelings. but actually. kinda wasted ah. such floods happen once in like 20 over years. and i was at bukit timah! shingz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yep. chester and his quotable quotes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take another step, and you'll never take another step!&lt;br /&gt;DOVAN AND YINGYEE.&lt;br /&gt;suck it, pumpkin&lt;br /&gt;I feel it quiver&lt;br /&gt;bastErd child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEH. ok tmr's gonna be the second last day of epgyD: gonna miss everyone. and and. i'm finally done with my concubine short story! AWESOME.  oh yes. and i can't stop looking at my friends' prom photos on fb. gahhh.. i want a proper prom too. vanesse looked so pretty in her dress and makeup la! hahaha. oh oh. and marjorie and her friend too. LOL. i feel like a stalker. but marjorie's friend has uber good taste in dresses. OMG. so kenley. i likeeeeee. haha. green retro dress with black gloves&lt;3 man. even hwachong had prom la. i think maris stella also. SO WHY CAN'T WE HAVE ONE. JAHBAH. oh wells. we'll have ours in 2 years time. and and. at least we had a mini prom at shokudo. LOL. kk i better go now. tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-6507946532943020734?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/6507946532943020734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=6507946532943020734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/6507946532943020734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/6507946532943020734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/11/hello-ppl-man-i-was-aching-like-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-4842997157386817382</id><published>2009-11-17T23:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T23:55:23.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nahh.. ignore the smiley face. let me start again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello ppl :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm freaking screwed now cos my mum booked our trip to japan from 23rd dec to 1st jan. in japan, new year's day (aka 1st jan) is freaking impt. so places of attractions close from the 28th to the 1st. having this in mind, i went on to assume that since we won't be going to museums and shrines from the 28th onwards, we'll spam shopping then. BUT alissa just told me that new's year's so impt that shops might be closed as well. the streets will be as quiet as fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW. how amazing. WTF was my mum thinking when she booked the tickets. how the fuck am i going to come up with an itinerary man. OMG. GAHHHHHHHHHH. somebody save me. do you think the zoo'll be open then? we could go to the park.. MAN. somebody tell me alissa's wrong. maybe i should start shopping for board games tmr. so if we really get stuck doing nothing in the hotel, we could occupy ourselves with awesome board games. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i apologise for my coarse language. but FUCK LA. why didn't my mum do research before booking the air tickets. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! ok nvm. i'll think of something. i hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-4842997157386817382?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/4842997157386817382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=4842997157386817382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/4842997157386817382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/4842997157386817382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/11/hello-ppl-nahh.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-4717288424095918791</id><published>2009-11-15T17:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T17:54:12.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man i'm so sleepy. and its like what. 5.04pm. LOL. all my parents' fault. they woke me up with their quarrel. then somehow i became both their punching bags after that. my mum came in and scolded me for not clearing the study table. when it wasn't even created by me. see why i loathe my sis so much. LOL. then when i tried to explain matters to my mum, she was like don't you argue. now you're making me even angrier. LOL. wtfuck la. then my mum left. and my dad came in to scold me for waking up so late. what in the world is wrong with waking up at 10.15 on a sunday morning?! then he went on and on about how i never left the laptop and how small my room was(LOL. like its my fault. hello. you bought the house -.-) and he kept making fallacious statements as he chided me. LOL. for example, he said, "your inability to clean up your table would cause me to not be able to focus on my work. then i'll lose many clients and projects cos i'll produce substandard work. then i won't be able to earn enough and soon, we'll be sleeping on the streets." yea. ok. he didn't exactly say that sleeping on the streets part. but he was implying so. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. since i couldn't really be bothered to retaliate or anything, and i wanted them to leave the house badly so that i could watch my show, i just stood there without saying anything and let them continue. and they really did. they ended up leaving home only 5 mins before my show ended. meaning that my sister ended up going for her ballet class late la. ANYWAY. yea! they ate into my tv time! what the hell. and and by then, i felt too insulted and upset to even continue with the show. so i'm still in a rather sucky mood now. I WAS LOOKING FORWARD TO THE SHOW ALL WEEK OK. and it can't be found on mobtv or youtube or sidereel or anything like that. once i miss the episode, its gone. forever. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha ok enough complaining. soooo.. chinese paper was shit. i think i'm gonna have to retake the paper next year. my A1/A2's gone. and i doubt i can get a B3. so yes. stupid MCQ compre la. of all parts, you have to stump me. and and. i dont think i did the last compre question well. anyway, after the paper, nurul, hazel and i went shopping at raffles city. had lunch at swensens where we talked for damn long and we discovered nurul's inner inner secrets. LOL. ok not really la. she just told us. now i know. HAHAHAHAHA. yep. then we did abit of window shopping before going to the esplanade. nurul pangsehed us half way to go for her foot massage thingum. LOL. then hazel and i went to the library there and hahahaha. the books are freaking cool. different from the usual things you see at community libraries. yep. then my mummy called and i went to meet her at suntec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday. first day of EPGY. lol. it was pretty good i guess. but my writing skills were super rusty. so yea. had to warm up abit. and gahh.. i realise i read very very very very little. LOL. ok new year's resolution. READ LIKE THERE'S NO TMR. haha. ok not really la. since we should read for pleasure and not pressure. so yea. i shall just read more la. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep after that, i rushed home to change. then left home in like what 20 mins. yea. i took 20 mins to prepare for prom. LOL what a joke. the 20 mins included a shower, picking out my dress, doing my hair, and accessorising. LOL. yea. and i ended up being early! ok yea i'm supposed to be early. afterall, i'm the welfare rep. so yes. i shopped at body shop and accessorise. then went down to the control station. the guys arrived first. like all of them excluding the scholars la. hahah. then jingyi came. so we went up to sit first since our table was only reserved for 15 mins. yea. then jy and i went down again. met hazel, nurul and the scholars on the way. then geraldine sara and victoria came without realising that jy and i said hi. LOL. so they just walked past us like that. 2 mins later, geraldine called to us where we were -.- LOL. yea. anyway. we walked to shokudo together after that. yep. waited for hazel and nurul to get changed and genie to come. then we began making our rounds. LOL. i ended up ordering the most food la. LOL. made me seem like some glutton. yea. then after the food, we did lots of stupid things. camwhored. a lot. then talked. left the place. camwhored again. took table photos. then family photo. then class photo:D 18 ppl showed up for mini prom. HAHA. thank you for attending ppl. you all really made the night so special. HAHAHA. and and i bet no other class had a mini prom. SO YAY! good job 01:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then epgy-ed for the next 2 days. and oh man. chester's so talented! hahaha. the riddles he came up with were brilliant! LOL. feels so demoralising when he's around. LOL. oh. then aditi alissa and i went for oyster omelette and satay on thursday. yay:D but it was freaking fattening. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we sent wengkin off ytd. hahaha. man. wengkin's so lucky. he always has this group of ppl to send him off. last year, it was nurul, hazel amy and i. this year, he had an even larger group. it consisted of nurul, hazel, genie, daryl, liangjie and i. HAHAHA. he's popular:D LOL. yea. so we met at T2. then went to popeye's at T3. the chicken was like dipped in MSG. and it just spelt hair loss la. HAHAHA. we talked alot. abt all the funny incidents that happened. HAHAHA. nurul's snortings and what not. HAAHAHA. yea.. then after that, we went to candy empire. then back to T2. and genie and hazel made me push them on that trolley after they were inspired by wk and his luggage laden trolley. and we were making alot of noise everytime we went down a slope. LOL. oh. then i decided that i was beyond such childishness so i left the duo to play alone. LOL. which they did. omg. we were thoroughly embarrassed by them la. HAHAHA. tsk tsk tsk.  wengkin bought his drink at starbucks. then we skytrained to T1. finally bade farewell. then we returned to T2. genie and hazel left shortly after. then nurul daryl liangjie and i went to the emo corner behind the restaurants and we just emoed. HAHAH. didn't even talk much. we just sat down and stoned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then left at 10.15. hahaha. talked to daryl on our journey back. then decided to cab back from dover cos it was very late and i was scared that there won't be anymore buses by the time i reached bukit batok. so yea. HAHA. reached home at 11.30:D i think wk reached malaysia when we all reached home. LOL. so yes. that was my saturday. and i think i just recounted how my sunday went at the beginning of the post. heh. k i shall go now. tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-4717288424095918791?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/4717288424095918791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=4717288424095918791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/4717288424095918791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/4717288424095918791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/11/hello-ppl-man-im-so-sleepy.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-8764307469550244710</id><published>2009-11-09T00:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T00:32:05.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SvbwCWoWwUI/AAAAAAAAA_s/XrMLpZO_h5g/s1600-h/DSC00070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401768726302736706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SvbwCWoWwUI/AAAAAAAAA_s/XrMLpZO_h5g/s320/DSC00070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CLARABELLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SvbwCEPgrfI/AAAAAAAAA_k/HA1-bYpp1jE/s1600-h/DSC00069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401768721366691314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SvbwCEPgrfI/AAAAAAAAA_k/HA1-bYpp1jE/s320/DSC00069.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at the lounge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SvbwBy-DK4I/AAAAAAAAA_c/99xII2lsWbE/s1600-h/DSC00067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401768716730051458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SvbwBy-DK4I/AAAAAAAAA_c/99xII2lsWbE/s320/DSC00067.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was trying to take an artistic photo. but uh. epic phale la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SvbvzaKQbnI/AAAAAAAAA_U/e6pg3zTlfoU/s1600-h/DSC00066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401768469552197234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SvbvzaKQbnI/AAAAAAAAA_U/e6pg3zTlfoU/s320/DSC00066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; clarissa and i:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SvbvzXjch8I/AAAAAAAAA_M/nfOJCQ8pFXY/s1600-h/DSC00065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401768468852541378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SvbvzXjch8I/AAAAAAAAA_M/nfOJCQ8pFXY/s320/DSC00065.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; clarabelle and clarissa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SvbvzEWzeWI/AAAAAAAAA_E/l2TWY5EPgkU/s1600-h/DSC00064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401768463699245410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SvbvzEWzeWI/AAAAAAAAA_E/l2TWY5EPgkU/s320/DSC00064.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; the both of them ah.. tsk tsk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/Svbvy8B2hGI/AAAAAAAAA-8/imYfoOD68KM/s1600-h/DSC00062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401768461463880802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/Svbvy8B2hGI/AAAAAAAAA-8/imYfoOD68KM/s320/DSC00062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE POSH POSH LIFT WITH THE BENCH/ STOOL THINGY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401768456349276850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/Svbvyo-b2rI/AAAAAAAAA-0/trWKlvOfHPk/s320/DSC00061.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; CAMWHOREEES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SvbvjanTRMI/AAAAAAAAA-s/dyAAF9rHDi8/s1600-h/DSC00060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401768194796111042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SvbvjanTRMI/AAAAAAAAA-s/dyAAF9rHDi8/s320/DSC00060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AT THE LOUNGE &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SvbvjBByIfI/AAAAAAAAA-k/KlMbRx3awO4/s1600-h/DSC00058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401768187927863794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SvbvjBByIfI/AAAAAAAAA-k/KlMbRx3awO4/s320/DSC00058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; TOILET&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/Svbvi0MFt4I/AAAAAAAAA-c/BDmZ0UaFLBc/s1600-h/DSC00057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401768184481429378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/Svbvi0MFt4I/AAAAAAAAA-c/BDmZ0UaFLBc/s320/DSC00057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; stupid camwhore. HEH&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SvbvitVjHZI/AAAAAAAAA-U/mAoNROmfzaA/s1600-h/DSC00055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401768182642056594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SvbvitVjHZI/AAAAAAAAA-U/mAoNROmfzaA/s320/DSC00055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SvbvicLAxdI/AAAAAAAAA-M/COdneJJ1As8/s1600-h/DSC00054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401768178034460114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SvbvicLAxdI/AAAAAAAAA-M/COdneJJ1As8/s320/DSC00054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; shizz i covered her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SvbvKNqG0ZI/AAAAAAAAA-E/gS4391bP1H0/s1600-h/DSC00071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401767761821487506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SvbvKNqG0ZI/AAAAAAAAA-E/gS4391bP1H0/s320/DSC00071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; this is what happens when you sleep during chinese lecture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SvbvJ47q_4I/AAAAAAAAA98/Cqg5bx-dHN8/s1600-h/DSC00052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401767756258017154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SvbvJ47q_4I/AAAAAAAAA98/Cqg5bx-dHN8/s320/DSC00052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; you SO don't wanna be like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SvbvJsmHlrI/AAAAAAAAA90/D2aCSsvyPY8/s1600-h/DSC00051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401767752946390706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SvbvJsmHlrI/AAAAAAAAA90/D2aCSsvyPY8/s320/DSC00051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; couple peekcha&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401767746849044482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SvbvJV4ZeAI/AAAAAAAAA9s/8exUZDIX68A/s320/DSC00050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grace. is. drinking. without. a. straw. from. a. ribena. cup. LOL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SvbvJEr5ozI/AAAAAAAAA9k/zv-Dui2UsH8/s1600-h/DSC00049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401767742233223986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SvbvJEr5ozI/AAAAAAAAA9k/zv-Dui2UsH8/s320/DSC00049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;my daddy's office. ok shizz. i'm not zilian. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;haha. so yep. that's all! tata&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;chendol&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-8764307469550244710?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/8764307469550244710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=8764307469550244710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/8764307469550244710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/8764307469550244710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/11/clarabelle-at-lounge-i-was-trying-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SvbwCWoWwUI/AAAAAAAAA_s/XrMLpZO_h5g/s72-c/DSC00070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-1295174003517116079</id><published>2009-11-08T23:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T00:13:15.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok this time, i shall blog for real. heh. i mean i AM an extremely dedicated blogger. yea i don't care. i just am. LOL. anyway. since i've been away for superrrrr long. i guess this post's gonna be relatively lengthy as well since i'm gonna talk about halloween.. and errr.. st regis.. and err.. coraline.. aiyah.. i'm jsut gonna talk about everything that happened in the past 2 weeks la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's start with halloween:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went trick or treating with alissa, aditi, yvett and makmak last sat:) it was real fun. heh. let's see. i bussed to aditi's at abt 4 to meet alissa and her, of course. then we slacked around. played online checkers against aditi's friend, whom we lost terribly to. LOL. we really suck at chess games man. 3 brains cannot even defeat one. wtshit. after all that nonsense, we started dressing up. alissa was deciding whether to wear her high jap-girl socks or go with black tights. she ended up borrowing my tights. LOL. yep. then as the both of us were accessorising, aditi was searching for her skinnies frantically.. but to no avail. gahh.. ANYWAY. after all that, we finally left for orchard. that was when the weather started becoming crazyyy. oh man. what with the looming clouds and dark skies. shit you la. haha and i think as we were waiting for 970, we got alot of weird stares from strangers because well, we were in awesome costumes. unlike them. bleh. LOL. yep. we took like an hour and a half to get to plaza sing. because of the sucky weather which caused the jam and blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we reached, we met yvett with her bunny ears at ps's entrance. then headed for saybons. OMG. saybon crepes. ITS BLOODY GOOD! hahahaha.. and i thought they only served good soup. oh mannn.. i tried the mushroom and cheese crepe. it tasted heavenly:D hahaha. then mak mak came. she went to spotlight and daiso with yvett to look for halloween props. LOL. aditi alissa and i joined them shortly after. we ended up shopping at daiso. yvett got her pink heart magic wand thingy. the rest of us got light sticks:) haha. then we went to camwhore in the toilet before taking off in some 7 seater cab. LOL. its so funny. cos there was like this long long long queue at ps's taxi stand. so ppl must have been like wtf are those ppl doing jumping queue so blatantly. but then again. there were like 5 of us. how to squeeze into a normal cab?! haha. so yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we alighted at nigel's house. stayed there for less than 10 mins. then decided to try our luck going door to door under the rain. but mak and yvett the lazy boboheads decided to give up and return to nigel's because they wanted to watch bof. LOL. and then there were 3. so the 3 of us continued shouting TRICK OR TREAT like idiots along hillcrest road. butbut at least we got lotsa candy k. hahah. then was this house filled with hot ang moh guys. they were having some sort of a party. then when we trick or treated there, they were like. do you want steak? do you want potatoes? LOL. but they gave us this HUGE packet of gummies after that la. forgot the brand. ask alissa. she's crazy over it. then we went passed by this other angmoh's house. he took pictures of every single person that went to him for candy. LOL. and he gave us swedish gummies. it was damn good too. yep yep. OH OH. and there was this weirdo guy on his bike. haha. he had this big mask/paper bag thingy over his head, which in my opinion looked freaking cute. then the 3 of us were like. HEY WHITE GUY! HEY WHITE GUY! CAN WE TAKE A PIC WITH YOU? lol. then he stopped cycling. without turning back. then before taking the picture, alissa and i tried talking to him. or rather, making him talk/laugh. LOL. but he just kept very still. then after taking the pic, we said byebye.. and he cycled off. without saying a word at all. LOL. damn cool! hahaha. after going to a few more houses, we went to BOARDING SCHOOL! LOL! an came down with lollipops and water! LOL. then wengkin came out with more water and a piece of cake from the dining hall. heh. then vi and nam came with sweets too. we met other scholars who were returning to boarding school as well! damn funny la! hahaha. yep. then after chatting for a while and camwhoring, the 3 of us made our way back to nigel's. then then our last stop was this nice looking house. oh man. the ppl reminded us of yvett's family la. hahaha. the girls were like having their own halloween party. then they invited us to camwhore with them! LOL. yep. then we watched a bit of bof at nigel's. then aditi's dad came to pick us up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camwhored further in front of aditi's mirror. showered. then had supper. PIZZA! LOL. then we talked. camwhored again. made stupid music videos. omg. HAHAHA. then played truth or dare - impersonation version. LOL. damns stupid. but somehow, truth or dare turned into random sharing session. LOL. then we fell asleep. next morning. had breakfast. blah blah. slacked around. then i left at 11 plus with mak and yvett.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. yep. after that, i went to view showflats with my parents cos we had nothing better to do. then proceeded to iluma. watched coraline with my family and my sister's friend, clarissa. oh man. coraline's bloody scary. cos it was 3D. and and. aiyah. it's just scary. don't watch it. i mean. i read the book. so i kinda knew the plot and everything. but the animation effects just made things so creepy.. lol. after the movie, we shopped around. i got a dress. then my sister got a yellow dolphin plushie and cooking mama 3. LOL. i have to say. it's quite fun you know. heh. yep yep. then we walked to bugis. wanted to find new shorts. seeing to how most of my shorts are not exactly shorts. lol. dontknow how to describe. couldn't find any. AT ALL. yea. not even at fox! man. hahaha. then after that, we went to st regis for dinner with clarissa's parents. hahaha. it was my first time there. and haha. the place looked pretty posh:D especially the lifts. omg. they had a bench/chair/stool/sitting device in the lift! how cool is that. the toilets were pretty too. so we camwhored there. HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday. sat in dan's open class. haha. saw the jh1s dance. then there was this girl named jacqueline who sat it with me. she was kinda there just to support her friend la. LOL. then we talked. omg. she is damn cool. i think ppl from her class are damn cool la. first there was benedict. and now her. oh man. she's like this basketballer. but somehow she keeps sitting in dance/ballet classes. so she knows what goes on during such classes. LOL. ask her about jetes. and she'll tell you abt it. HAHAHA. and the thing is.. she is NOT one bit interested in dance at all. she just happens to watch her cousin in class way too often. hahahha. omg! crazy la she..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday. went starbucks with nurul, audie, wengkin, hazel, genie. was greatly humiliated because of NURUL! LOL.. yea. had fun messaging that day! thanks everybody! HAHAHAHAHA! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday. had mini class outing. ok it was more of an outing to help wenyi shop for the perfect outfit for a wedding. LOL. as in he was attending at wedding la. ANYWAY! having established that real men wear pink well, we decided to dress wenyi in well, pink. he looked kinda cool in the suit and everything! HAHAHAHA. and it was fun picking out clothes for him. felt like we were dressing up a barbie doll. wenyi the barbie doll. hmmm.. ANYWAY.. yep yep. then nurul and hazel started picking out ridiculous looking clothes at river island. OMG. hazel! you look so boomz in leopard preens. nurul didn't look that bad actually. HAHAHAHA. and and we camwhored a lot on wednesday too with wengkin's camera. which reminds me. JIE JIE! WHEN ARE YOU GONNA UPLOAD ALL THE PICTURES! HURRY UP! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday. study day for chinese. more like play day la. haha. ok actually. i neither studied, nor play. i kinda slept the whole day away. LOL. ok and stoned. but i went to school in the afternoon for china studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday. went back to school for subject combi selection. hahaha. then went for lunch at kap. the guys, i tell you, are freaking pangseh shitzx. they aren't the type of ppl who pangseh you a day before, or hours before. not even minutes before. they are the type of ppl who pangseh you seconds before, just as you are about to leave, some mysterious magnet appears out of nowhere and sucks them away. so yea. only the girls went to kap. well, and after what i saw at kap. i can finally see it. well, you are just so replaceable. there are simply so many other ppl who are just like you. perhaps, you've lost that special-ness in you. and i don't see you like how i did before. hahaha. i mean. its a good a thing, i guess. so. yay:D ANYWAY, after kap, i went to venezia to meet alissa and aditi for ice cream. had fun analysing the newspaper article. hahaha. abt the guy who fell to his death at hilton hotel on his wedding night. poor guyD:  then alissa and i turned into part time stalkers. i went for dinner with my family at some place called rider's cafe. its actually really near school. nope. not a turf club. i forgot the name of the road alr. hahaha. but its quite ulu. at some horse riding place. omg my english phale. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd, mugged chinese. not. went for my cousin's 21st bdae party at night. yep. that's all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, mugged chinese. not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr, most probably mugging chinese. not. not. not. not.&lt;br /&gt;which means i am la. lol. i'm too bored. sorry. heh. kk.. i better go now. pictures another time. or maybe. i shall upload pictures later. haha. see first la. k then. nitey. tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-1295174003517116079?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/1295174003517116079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=1295174003517116079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/1295174003517116079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/1295174003517116079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/11/hello-ppl-ok-this-time-i-shall-blog-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-6301709291308963293</id><published>2009-11-02T21:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T21:42:25.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>man i was about to blog about halloween and all the awesome things that happened over the weekend. but my sis had to detroy my mood and i;m freaking pissed at her now. gosh i can;'t believe i'm actually juvenile enough to be angry at someone like her. what's the problem with me man. aiyah heck. it isn't me. its her. heh. GROW UP LA. STUPID WOMAN. I DON'T HEART YOU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-6301709291308963293?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/6301709291308963293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=6301709291308963293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/6301709291308963293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/6301709291308963293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/11/man-i-was-about-to-blog-about-halloween.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-3235257861740325181</id><published>2009-10-29T00:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T00:55:00.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh fuck. i was blogging so happily. then i pressed backspace and whamo. my post disappeared. so now i'm stuck with this blank page. how nice. oh. and i swore loudly when my page was redirected. then i heard my mum flipping through her newspaper in her room. maybe she heard me. oops. fuck. oh and russell's talking about how hair should be detachable. no hazel. not AH. anyway yea. apparently, you can glue on your hair and remove it with glue remover. so you can have different types of hair everyday. WOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chandel is relatively pleased with her results&lt;br /&gt;other than chem and bio(LOL)&lt;br /&gt;she is also extremely relieved that she passed chinese&lt;br /&gt;given that she got a freaking 8/70 for her zuo wen which was written out of point&lt;br /&gt;getting a C+ that is near a freaking B is jump-for-joy-like-a-crazy-bobohead worthy&lt;br /&gt;AMITABHA&lt;br /&gt;she went to orchard with aditi ytd to get halloween stuff&lt;br /&gt;she cannot wait for this sat&lt;br /&gt;she knows its gonna be real fun&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;she didn't go to school today for chinese concentration camp (ccc)&lt;br /&gt;she had the best sleep in ages&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 7.30. then at 10. and finally at 12&lt;br /&gt;she watched more taiwanese dramas and concluded that both iswak and tka were still the best.&lt;br /&gt;met hazel genie and nurul at nj bus stop&lt;br /&gt;went to marina&lt;br /&gt;wanted to get marthur farker clothes&lt;br /&gt;ended up pigging out at pizza hut&lt;br /&gt;then we walked to dhoby gaut for saybons soup&lt;br /&gt;trained to jiang after that&lt;br /&gt;chandel is reluctant to go to school tmr&lt;br /&gt;because its CCC again&lt;br /&gt;she'll be officially cheenafied by the end of tmr&lt;br /&gt;after 6 hours of CC and 2 hours of intensive JIANG&lt;br /&gt;tmr's also the last day of jiang.&lt;br /&gt;yay?&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. i dont know. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i think i kinda summarised everything that i wanted to blog about. so yep. i think i better go to bed soon. nitey. tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-3235257861740325181?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/3235257861740325181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=3235257861740325181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/3235257861740325181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/3235257861740325181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/10/oh-fuck.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-169453017267964963</id><published>2009-10-17T01:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T01:33:04.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/Stit7A3hLsI/AAAAAAAAA9c/49JbOZyxCLc/s1600-h/DSC00026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393251783132917442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/Stit7A3hLsI/AAAAAAAAA9c/49JbOZyxCLc/s320/DSC00026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YAY! HULA N CO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/Stit61WXsnI/AAAAAAAAA9U/JYv88I5l9UQ/s1600-h/DSC00025.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ass week is finally overrr babaye! hahahaha! awesome. i kinda died just now. but gahh.. nvm.. no use crying over spilt milk. its not like i can go for ninja training crash course. then dress in balck and climb into school to get my paper back. so yea. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, after our last paper, we had class outing! eh the turnout was not THAT bad ok. 13 ppl went. more than half the class. heh. we had swensens for lunch. watched 500 days of summer. haha. yea it was funny hurhurhur. but i kinda fell asleep halfway through cos the guy became sad. heh. i realise i always fall asleep while watching movies with the class. hmmm.. yep. then after that, the guys left. then me, genie, hazel, nurul, char and audie bought saybons soup and starbucks and sat somewhere near the mrt station. don't know what its called. but yea. OH YEA. and nurul and i were being stupid on our way to cathay for the movie. hahaha. we were like singing to the tune of old macdonald had a farm. our lyrics were mainly the road signs and practically anything and everything that we saw had words on. HAHA. AND AND AND. new urban male has this new boomz campaign. LOL. damn funny la! form a sentence with the word BOOMZ! heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway then char and audie left. and the 4 of us walked from dhoby gaut to city hall to marina square to singapore flyer. UNDER THE SCORCHING WEATHER. hahahaha. when we reached popeye's at the flyer's mall, we were toast. hahaha. then i bought mineral water. hazel bought sparkling juice. genie go some grape juice thingy while nurul bought biscuits. hahaha. then slacked around for a while. talk talk talk. then walked abck to marina square. met daryl taro and yida at marthur farker. then nurul and i went to take train. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i met alissa boyfriend at ion. went halloween shopping. OMG! HAHA LOVE THE NEW CONCEPT! then we did mini winter clothes shopping at uniqlo. had dinner at soup spoon at paragon, where we sat for hours just to talk talk talk talk talk. hahaha. i realised we haven't been going out one on one for like damn long. since boarding school. so yep. talked about EVERYTHING. hehe. it was awesome. LOVE YOU BOYFRIEND! AND CUT YOUR BUTS. stop that but then agains. just smile:D yep yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so yep. then i met my parents at taka. shopped a little more. then went home. heh. today was a fun day. i shall go to sleep now. nitey. tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-169453017267964963?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/169453017267964963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=169453017267964963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/169453017267964963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/169453017267964963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/10/yay-hula-n-co-hello-ppl-ass-week-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/Stit7A3hLsI/AAAAAAAAA9c/49JbOZyxCLc/s72-c/DSC00026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-8632121733893315160</id><published>2009-09-30T18:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T18:56:57.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SsM1WkU17cI/AAAAAAAAA9M/HeHrslUTv9M/s1600-h/DSC00015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387208241089736130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SsM1WkU17cI/AAAAAAAAA9M/HeHrslUTv9M/s320/DSC00015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the grasshopper we found outside 01.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SsM1WAYY-ZI/AAAAAAAAA9E/J2BHG3nsRQA/s1600-h/DSC00946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387208231440939410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SsM1WAYY-ZI/AAAAAAAAA9E/J2BHG3nsRQA/s320/DSC00946.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YAY. my new fox top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SsM1Vqx6uVI/AAAAAAAAA88/O9MWBvbJEbY/s1600-h/DSC00017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387208225642428754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SsM1Vqx6uVI/AAAAAAAAA88/O9MWBvbJEbY/s320/DSC00017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this's the super chio cake box looking mooncake box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SsM1VTdkMbI/AAAAAAAAA80/ZnkJARdxrRM/s1600-h/DSC00016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387208219383050674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SsM1VTdkMbI/AAAAAAAAA80/ZnkJARdxrRM/s320/DSC00016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mooncakes:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SsMxZ53wMpI/AAAAAAAAA8s/vLwIEUMhGKQ/s1600-h/DSC00951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387203900366402194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SsMxZ53wMpI/AAAAAAAAA8s/vLwIEUMhGKQ/s320/DSC00951.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarabelle and i&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SsMxZURge6I/AAAAAAAAA8k/htx42Q7DOiE/s1600-h/DSC00950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387203890273876898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SsMxZURge6I/AAAAAAAAA8k/htx42Q7DOiE/s320/DSC00950.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;CAMWHORE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SsMxY2zlNKI/AAAAAAAAA8c/MS2n_NmeJTA/s1600-h/DSC00949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387203882363729058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SsMxY2zlNKI/AAAAAAAAA8c/MS2n_NmeJTA/s320/DSC00949.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SsMxYT_OGmI/AAAAAAAAA8U/UlJwBBnRhjc/s1600-h/DSC00948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387203873017305698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SsMxYT_OGmI/AAAAAAAAA8U/UlJwBBnRhjc/s320/DSC00948.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was trying to do the eye focus thingy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SsMxX7kY17I/AAAAAAAAA8M/uVP6SuXDd5k/s1600-h/DSC00947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387203866462312370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SsMxX7kY17I/AAAAAAAAA8M/uVP6SuXDd5k/s320/DSC00947.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ultimate act cute ah lianzxzxz.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SsMworcHBtI/AAAAAAAAA8E/NH6claG8U0g/s1600-h/DSC00014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387203054678771410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SsMworcHBtI/AAAAAAAAA8E/NH6claG8U0g/s320/DSC00014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;my sis, her friend and i :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SsMwoUgTM5I/AAAAAAAAA78/UhxuiKMYpdQ/s1600-h/DSC00012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387203048522331026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SsMwoUgTM5I/AAAAAAAAA78/UhxuiKMYpdQ/s320/DSC00012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hazelnut and Honey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SsMwn3BE5dI/AAAAAAAAA70/8gCwOWJhi5w/s1600-h/DSC00008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387203040606741970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SsMwn3BE5dI/AAAAAAAAA70/8gCwOWJhi5w/s320/DSC00008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;YVETT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SsMwncCTQeI/AAAAAAAAA7s/KRJWVOWMUb8/s1600-h/DSC00007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387203033364120034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SsMwncCTQeI/AAAAAAAAA7s/KRJWVOWMUb8/s320/DSC00007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADITI!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SsMwnN6VoeI/AAAAAAAAA7k/A7rk6wLUsdA/s1600-h/DSC00001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387203029572624866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SsMwnN6VoeI/AAAAAAAAA7k/A7rk6wLUsdA/s320/DSC00001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my son and daugher-in-law, together with mr pseudo invisible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;hello ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm bored. so i posted pictures.&lt;br /&gt;k i'm not bored anymore.&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-8632121733893315160?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/8632121733893315160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=8632121733893315160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/8632121733893315160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/8632121733893315160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/09/grasshopper-we-found-outside-01.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SsM1WkU17cI/AAAAAAAAA9M/HeHrslUTv9M/s72-c/DSC00015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-3718800081951901296</id><published>2009-09-28T00:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T00:42:26.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh blogger's still normal! HAHAHAH. awesome. i'm so happy now cos i did lotsa math during the weekend. i'm so proud of myself. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i finally got a feel of the f1 fever(i think). actually. i don't think the f1 thing is that big a deal anymore. since ppl have kinda stopped being all excited abt it. oh wells. anyway, i went to raffles hotel ytd with my family to get mooncakes. haha. yep yep. the champagne truffle one! OMG I LOVE IT! i think i finished half the box alr. heh. anyway, after mooncake shopping, we went to sushi tei. i swear i've been eating sashimi every saturday. haha. last week i went for some buffet at swissotel merchant court and took like 3 plates full of sashimi:D kiasu singaporean much. heh. then the week before i had 'authentic jap food', according to me dad, at this place called hong leong gardens lol. some ulu place largely populated by japanese expats i guess? heh. yea. ANYWAY. about the f1 fever thingum. oh yea. i was nearby. and yep heard the racecars zooming past like zoomz zoomz zoomz. yep. comic book effect much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh then after dinner, we went mooncake shopping again. and we discovered a new brand. called home's favourite. HAHAHA.i think its some thing like bakerzin. but not so class la. but ahhhhhh! the packaging's so pretty! its like some cake box. hahahaha. i shall upload pictures next time:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. i hate paul and charlie. THEY SUCK BIG FAT HAIRY BALLS WITH WHIPPED CREAM ON TOP AND CHOCOLATE CHIPS AND SPRINKLES AND BACON BITS. STUPID SHIT. GRRRRRR. wasted the whole of ytd morning. and i still had many blanks. shit la. PAUL. i'm so disappointed in you. CHARLIE, go back to the chocolate factory. ok shit. i think i'm not making sense. maybe i'm just too sleepy. oh wells. maybe i shld go to bed. k then. tata&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-3718800081951901296?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/3718800081951901296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=3718800081951901296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/3718800081951901296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/3718800081951901296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/09/hello-ppl-eh-bloggers-still-normal.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-8913024724804815236</id><published>2009-09-21T13:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T14:51:15.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blogger is FINALLY back to normal, although i reckon it'll just go back to its old sucky ways after a day or two. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to update last week. like i wrote this whole chunk talking about the september holidays. but jsut as i was about to end the post, i pressed backspace for god knows what reason. and whamo! everything disappeared. like wtf la. HAHA. so yea. i promised alissa that i would become a cavegirl and cut off all connections with techonology. but aiyah. heck la. i'm so bored i decided to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so. the september holidays. wasn't actually a holiday i guess. cos there wasn't a day when i could just sit on my sofa and stare at the black box without having it turned on, and stone. haha. yea. everyday was like project project, do homework do homework, tuition tuition, babysit my stupid sister, babysit my stupid sister.haha. but i did have some fun la. heh. hazel and i are the ultimate:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway. let's start from saturday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;genie came to do bio poster. yea we actually started on it before the real holidays began. but then yabo was late.. and we didn't really do any research prior to the meeting. so we ended up spending 3 hours searching for info and rephrasing and stuff. haha. then she left for squash at school. and i went to meet my parents for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday, yabo came again. and my sis was being her usual sick self, enthusiastically volunteering to cut out the pictures and pasting them on the board. haha. gross la. and the pictures weren't normal ok-looking pictures. our topic was std. HAHA. so yea. and i realised my sister's mind functioned in a really warped manner. apparently, all my friends came in sets. so if genie was there, hazel was most probably lurking around, nurul, jingyi, audie and charmaine as well. LOL. so she started asking genie, where's hazel? where's nurul? where's charmaine? where's jingyi? where's audie? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday, hazel and yida came to do geog. i swear my house became a refugee camp for all my group mates from various projects. LOL. then my sis was at it again. but this time, she added a few more names. anyway, we finished most of the slides on monday. but i guess hazel and yida did most of it since i was screaming at my sis for not being able to math most of the time. heh. and we had pizza hut for lunch! kinda reminds me of last year's deep seacrets project. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday, i went to school in the morning for math consultation with harvard tan. then had hot date with mak and alissa after that. heh. its damn retarded i tell you. cos all the movies we wanted to watch were well, NC16 ones. and none of us were 16. yet. so i ended up going to cine in my mature looking (m)phosis dress. alissa didn't wear her usual baby doll either. and mak came in nj pe tee. LOL. anyway. we ended up watching i love you beth cooper which was nc16. the person didn't even ask to see our ICs. -.- yea. anyway, the movie was sick i tell you. hahaha. and it was pretty scary as well. the 3 of us were kinda screaming from time to time during the movie. HAHAHAHHA. but then again, its a comedy. so how scary can it get?? heh. then we had fish and co for dinner. talked a lot. hahaha. then we went to cine to camwhore at level 9(where dorothy and i attempted to zilian a few weeks ago). haha but this time we couldn't do so successfully cos we were stopped by the stupid security guard-.- yea then we ended up taking neos. the machine i tell you sucks. we kinda got cheated of our money. &gt;&lt; haha. that was when my parents started calling to chase me to meet them at ion(cos they were kinda waiting for me at orchard the whole night since they were having dinner there too) so yea. they started calling every 5 minutes or so. so after alissa went off to her bus stop, mak and i kinda ran along orchard road toward ion. haha. yea from cine, pass taka, then pass wisma. haha. and we weren't running in the malls. so it kinda resembled some mediacorp drama. haha. and i was running in my killer flats(it caused abrasions to my heel, resulting in all those blisters) i shall listen to alissa next time and not get plastic-y shoes. hahaha. and ppl sitting at the side were kinda staring as we sprinted-.- anyway. yea. i was kinda appalled we had the stamina to run such a distance. heh. i mean for somebody like me who slacks all the way during pe. but i felt so bad for making mak run with me. heh. thanks girl&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday was tuition and babysitting day. heh. had to make sure my sis didn't do anything stupid the whole day. yea. fancy staring at her for 24 hours. gahh.. but then again, it was less than 24 hours since she left at about 6 for some 3 day 2 night slumber party at her friend's place. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday. HAHAHAHA. can't stop laughing la. that day was sibei funny. haha. not extremely funny, but SIBEI. hahaha. cos i was supposed to go for jiang on thursday. but since i was reluctant, i started messaging some of my classmates, asking if they were going. turned out only huichee was. but it was only because her mum told her to and she had no choice. yunwei was doing class cip-.- so yea. but since my mum told me to go and i was a filial daughter, i decided to go in the end. anyway, since i was such  a good student, i ended up being at the place 30 minutes earlier. so i just sat there, waiting for my other classmates to come. then huiyu and the weird dunman girl came. then suddenly, i spotted someone familiar. someone in an NJPA hoodie with a green polo tee. hahaha. HAZEL GOH! so yea. i rejoiced at the sight of my son. at least i had some company. but after stoning for a while, hazel started telling me about what her friend did during the lesson the day before. zuowen and paper 2-.- lol. so our conversation became like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chandel: what the shit. i don't wanna do zuowen and paper 2!&lt;br /&gt;Hazel: you think i want to?&lt;br /&gt;Chandel: you know what, maybe i want to pon&lt;br /&gt;Hazel: eh that's a freaking good idea. you sure?&lt;br /&gt;Chandel: yea why not. unless you want to sit through 3 hours doing that&lt;br /&gt;HAzel: but won't they call up our parents to ask where we are&lt;br /&gt;Chandel: nah. not gonna happen i think.&lt;br /&gt;Hazel: sure ah?&lt;br /&gt;Chandel: ok why don't we toss the coin. heads, we don't pon. tails, we pon&lt;br /&gt;Hazel: k lor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so we began tossing. but lao tian ye wanted very much for us to attend the lesson, seeing to how we got heads for 5 out of 8 tosses. LOL. but we were determined. so we ponned anyway. since hazel's mum was coming to pick her up after the lesson at 5, we had to hand around for 3 hours. so we walked to bugi to shop. we wanted to watch movie initially. but we had only 6 bucks in total. LOL. anyway, we decided to buy wengkin's present since we had nothing better to do. so we went to AnBC. then we met andrew, amelia, joanne and audrina. heh. but we couldn't find anything suitable. so we walked to iluma. you know at first i thought iluma was some aunty uninteresting mall, but turns out, its not bad. haha. like the shops there are pretty cool. we saw that shop selling all sorts of rubbish things. you know the friendship voucher, the bitching kit, the male female remote control that kinda thing. hahaha. yea. after that we stoned in the mall for a while. then walked back to bugis to finalise kinalien's present. went to intercontinental hotel to write in the notebook and i went home after that. heh. and i think i mut have suffered retribution that night. cos my parents went to ichiban boshi for dinner without even telling me. so iwas left waiting at home with an empty stomach. grrr.. they came home at like what. 10? yea la! but they bought loads of sashimi and sushi back for me. so i guess its not that bad. ok shit. (omg they just came back with my sister's friend? where the hell did they go to man)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya friday. nothing special, just completed all my holiday homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the mushroom farm with chunwai, alissa and tabby 2 days ago. heh. don't ask me why we went there. had nothing better to do. but the mushroom soup was pretty good. a pity we couldn't go into all the tent thingies. haha. only managed to see the SHITake mushrooms. seriously, i don't understand why tabby loves SHITake mushrooms so much. button mushrooms are awesomer. yea. after our mini excursion, we emerged out of the taxi with many many bags of crap. like mushroom sauce. and mushroom soup. and mushrooms and blah. hahahaha. i think i bought the most. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k then. nothing more to blog about. i shall go do my work. tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-8913024724804815236?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/8913024724804815236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=8913024724804815236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/8913024724804815236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/8913024724804815236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/09/hello-ppl-blogger-is-finally-back-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-6944221158657635917</id><published>2009-09-01T18:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T18:21:11.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i just realised this is my 401st post. LOL.JH401! LOL. ok anyway. i think i kinda miss school. like sitting in the classroom school, not dancing at the linkway school. yea. but somehow, time' passing damn slowly and i don't know why i'm complaining cos i actually have stuff to do. oh wells. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, yesterday went well. like the music wasn't screwed(i think), and we looked ok in our ahma outfits. maybe i got used to it alr. and yea. i guess we all did alright. i mean, i saw the video of the dance on yvett's cam. it looked ok what. heh. yea. then after that, alissa pangsehed me for her mg friends. yea then i ended up joining andrew and the rest. we went to kap first. somehow, although i was damn hungry,i couldn't bring myself to finish my fries. hmmm.. yea.. oh oh.. and i saw many many familiar faces at KAP. heh. yea. after lunch, we went to andrew's house to slack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then andrew unwrapped his birthday gifts. he had very erm.. interesting presents. HAHAHAHA. yvett was attracted to the piano at first sight. LOL. then joewei kept playing the guitar. haoqing was sleeping and being oh so zilian, staring at his photo on the ip preview doorhanger. then a group of us were watching mr bean animated series while the other group were playing concentration and other funny games, i think. heh. yea. then after that they went to play pool. yvett, aditi and i started going around the condo to camwhore. heh. then i went home while the rest went to sakura for buffet. heh. haha oh yea. happy belated birthday andrew:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok shit. i think my life's getting boring. like nothing to blog abt. this morning, i forced myself to do yingyongwen and a facebook note. and that was it. I SLACKED FOR THE REST OF THE DAY. I SUCK I HATE MYSELF I SHOULD JUST GO ON A LEDGE AND KILL MYSELF. STUPID CHANDEL TAN YOU PROCRASTINATER LOSERSHIT. grrrrrrrrrr.. okok.. i think i better go try to do some more geog. heh. oh yea. i sent my geog stuff to my group mates just now, if that was considered as work. okok.. i shan't crap further. tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-6944221158657635917?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/6944221158657635917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=6944221158657635917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/6944221158657635917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/6944221158657635917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/09/hey-ppl-ok-i-just-realised-this-is-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-8369363478879568496</id><published>2009-08-30T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T21:23:36.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chandel's happy today cos everyone's back! YAY:) welcome back to civilisation yo! missed each and everyone of you very very very very much. i'm serious. HAHA. i think my life's been too quiet without all of you around so yea. good that you all are back. hahahahahaha.. and now hazel and qiqi are telling me obs stories. sounds quite interesting:D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea.. had jiang today. then we were supposed to do speech writing. like we all write a paragraph then must present to the class. so there was this guy who was reading out his speech. then yunwei and i was supposed to give him marks and comments. the thing was that we didn't exactly listen to the content. so we ended giving vague and irrelevant comments like reading the speech with more feelings and not standing like a model.. HAHAHAHA.. the whole class burst into laughter when the teacher red that comment out. i mean seriously. he stands with his hips out. then as he reads, he keeps shaking and posing. you think what. you model ah. HAHAHAHA.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. and and.. i just realised my dad bought the heart of greed dvd box set:) so i've been catching up on the episodes that i missed. oh man. bosco wong's so hot&lt;3 heh. ok i think i made that comment 2 years ago while watching war of in-laws. but see. this goes to show that my feelings for dear bosco are true. LOL. seriously. his character in heart of greed's so cool. and and. that chang zai xin! HAHAHA. she's so cuteeeee.. oh man. chandel has turned into a tv addict. GO DO YOUR WORK LA STUPID WOMAN. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr's tdc. i hope everything goes well. we can do it:) alrighty. nothing else to blog about already. tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-8369363478879568496?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/8369363478879568496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=8369363478879568496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/8369363478879568496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/8369363478879568496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello-ppl-chandels-happy-today-cos.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-7992325971416523609</id><published>2009-08-26T00:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T00:57:36.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SpQWi37flBI/AAAAAAAAA7c/Cugg4vGf1xU/s1600-h/P210809_21.14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373945043744691218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SpQWi37flBI/AAAAAAAAA7c/Cugg4vGf1xU/s320/P210809_21.14.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our signature pose. LOL. call us&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SpQWih7G28I/AAAAAAAAA7U/EEsCV6mYHgM/s1600-h/P210809_21.13%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373945037837491138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SpQWih7G28I/AAAAAAAAA7U/EEsCV6mYHgM/s320/P210809_21.13%5B01%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wth am i doing??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SpQWiVJlhLI/AAAAAAAAA7M/RQ3O3j5f3MI/s1600-h/P210809_21.13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373945034408559794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SpQWiVJlhLI/AAAAAAAAA7M/RQ3O3j5f3MI/s320/P210809_21.13.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOROTHY AND ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SpQWh65UZdI/AAAAAAAAA7E/ZVcD39QsnOE/s1600-h/P210809_21.12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373945027361007058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SpQWh65UZdI/AAAAAAAAA7E/ZVcD39QsnOE/s320/P210809_21.12.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; LALALALA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SpQWhl--YBI/AAAAAAAAA68/bEuPmIOm0MM/s1600-h/P210809_21.11%5B03%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373945021747585042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SpQWhl--YBI/AAAAAAAAA68/bEuPmIOm0MM/s320/P210809_21.11%5B03%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think we were supposed to look emo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373944458110034530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SpQWAyRT4mI/AAAAAAAAA60/h03SuhKi9gI/s320/P210809_21.11%5B02%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SpQWAS3f9wI/AAAAAAAAA6s/8wb8XoRo3g0/s1600-h/P210809_21.11%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373944449680275202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SpQWAS3f9wI/AAAAAAAAA6s/8wb8XoRo3g0/s320/P210809_21.11%5B01%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I SEE YOU&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SpQV__6PxRI/AAAAAAAAA6k/9nEYBWJQMSs/s1600-h/P210809_21.11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373944444591523090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SpQV__6PxRI/AAAAAAAAA6k/9nEYBWJQMSs/s320/P210809_21.11.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOROTHY'S JAP DRESS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373944431807296786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SpQV_QSP9RI/AAAAAAAAA6c/uMaw20zN2MU/s320/P210809_21.10%5B01%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SpQV-4xgJyI/AAAAAAAAA6U/VPTDLTjYb20/s1600-h/P210809_21.10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373944425495930658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SpQV-4xgJyI/AAAAAAAAA6U/VPTDLTjYb20/s320/P210809_21.10.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chandel tries to hold the cam. epic phale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SpQVn4TjZGI/AAAAAAAAA6M/IjOmSf9s9yc/s1600-h/P210809_21.09%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373944030233322594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SpQVn4TjZGI/AAAAAAAAA6M/IjOmSf9s9yc/s320/P210809_21.09%5B01%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kawaii nehzxz. not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SpQVnhxj3OI/AAAAAAAAA6E/Cf7chN_ChY0/s1600-h/P210809_21.09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373944024185167074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SpQVnhxj3OI/AAAAAAAAA6E/Cf7chN_ChY0/s320/P210809_21.09.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;random pose:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SpQVnDUV8VI/AAAAAAAAA58/WLSwcf9oRJA/s1600-h/P210809_21.08%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373944016009556306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SpQVnDUV8VI/AAAAAAAAA58/WLSwcf9oRJA/s320/P210809_21.08%5B02%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE HAVE AWESOME LIPS&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SpQVmvsI5GI/AAAAAAAAA50/VFlq5-1ND7k/s1600-h/P210809_21.08%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373944010740655202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SpQVmvsI5GI/AAAAAAAAA50/VFlq5-1ND7k/s320/P210809_21.08%5B01%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TWIST. not twits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373944000414697954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SpQVmJOPSeI/AAAAAAAAA5s/uvVMIo7U6SU/s320/P210809_21.08.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YAYY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-7992325971416523609?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/7992325971416523609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=7992325971416523609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/7992325971416523609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/7992325971416523609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/08/our-signature-pose.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SpQWi37flBI/AAAAAAAAA7c/Cugg4vGf1xU/s72-c/P210809_21.14.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-3035433398184809967</id><published>2009-08-26T00:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T00:46:25.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahhh.. chandel tan shouldn't be left at home alone for too long because she'll eat non stop and she'll start to reminisce. haha.. oh man. i was surfing youtube just now. then i started looking at all the cheer videos. like garde's and bougae's and rose's and ixora's and ole's. haha.. made me kinda regret leaving cedar actually. one thing that i really miss about cedar is well, cheerleading. heh. i miss all the late night practices. and the sleepover before sports day at yuky's house. lesbianing on yuky's extra bed with liching. and the skirt making. and the skirt ironing. and the tears of joy shed over winning. and the pom pom puffing. and hogging the sports hall and doing all sorts of stupid thing. being flyer. being base. memorising the cheer. doing the backcomb. i don't know. i just wanna do it all over again. heh. i wanna do all the stunts all over again! shizz.. why can't we have cheer for nj sports day! i thought we did last time.. hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. i have dance practically everyday this week. so i don't actually get to pon school at all. yea lor. damn sad:( oh wells. I LOVE DANCE I LOVE DANCE I LOVE DANCE I DON'T HATE DANCE I DON'T HATE DANCE I DON'T HATE DANCE. dance&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. maybe i shouldn't try to do geog anymore and go to sleep. i bet my friends at obs are in dreamland alr. heh. but they're gonna wake up at like what. 4? haha. hard life. but then again. after the hearing stories about how much more you learn from obs this year than from last year, i kinda regret not paying the 500 bucks and going for the thing. oh wells. at least i get to sleep in comfort every night, without having to worry about what i'm sleeping with. SANDFLIES. gross. k then. tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-3035433398184809967?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/3035433398184809967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=3035433398184809967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/3035433398184809967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/3035433398184809967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/08/hey-ppl-gahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-4029257292896826617</id><published>2009-08-24T11:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T12:08:09.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i'm blogging in the sheer comfort of my humble abode(ok i think it sounds weird), my friends are suffering in the sweltering weather probably kayaking or fighting for lunch or something. YAY! haha.. for once, i'm so glad i have eczema! haha okok.. anyway.. the week has been yet another eventful one. REALLY EVENTFUL. HAHA let's see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday, first sweet escape prac. heh.. i kinda like the dance! ehh.. you know i actually had a lot to blog about.. what happened man.. shizz.. anyway.. yea.. it's damn nice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday, we had wd photo taking. went for golden rooster with daryl, wengkin, jude and liangjie before that. it was then that i realised that i haven't been eating lemon chicken rice for damn long. heh.. after that we went to starbucks. talked for a while. eavesdropped the tai tai's conversation. then yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday, CLASS PHOTOTAKING! there were so many shots that we kinda ran out of poses. but yea it was fun. what with the nobody poses and all. heh. then 03 was like what posing with shades. wth la. hahaha.. act cool. then i was kinda supposed to go for colours award at night. like i brought my clothes and everything, but in the end, i thought it was too rushed for me to leave school and meet dorothy at orchard within 20 minutes. so yea. i ended up missing the whole thing. and this girl ah.. she's completely jap now. everything about her is jap. even the way she dresses. brown japanese checked dress, jacket and this jap looking bag..  the places she shops at. yea.. we went to muji and kino. then she wanted to go to uniqlo. but it was too late. the food she craves for. JAPANESEEEEEEE. HAHAHAHA.. we ended up eating at soup spoon and we were exchanging stories about school. she was telling me about the scholars at cedar. and i was telling her about nj la. heh. then we went to watch up. freaking cute. but i kinda dozed off half way. heh. chandel's not very good in keeping awake in dark places. yea.. we began major camwhoring after the show at the gaming place at the 9th level.. haha.. cos there were huge mirrors there. anyway.. yea.. we walked around after that and went home:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday! helped out with IP interviews! and i met lots of new friends! haha.. first and foremost, the kids were damn cute. had a lot of fun talking to them and being retarded before their interview. i think next year's batch of sec 1s are gonna be freaking fun:) and they laughed at my FAN joke.. HAHAHAHA.. love them man.. oh.. and i made new friends with the jh1 helpers as well.. haha.. there's this guy named wilson and his friend benedict. woah.. i was really shocked when i learnt that benedict was korean! HAHAHAHA.. ok he looked korean. anyway, apparently, he knows 5 languages? korean, english, chinese, malay and arabic! HAHA.. YEA ARABIC! he says that it is necessary for him to be equipped with survival skills like knowing languages that might save his life during times of crisis.. LOL.. and he speaks very fluent korean too! like when his mum called, he spoke to her in korean, then hazel and i were like.. AHHHHHHHHHHHHH! it's just like in korean dramas.. yea.. but this wilson and benedict. they are sick i tell you. you know they taught nurul, hazel and i what ejaculation was.. HAHA.. then nurul started using the term in every single sentence. for example, my mum is ejaculating to school to pick me up. HEH. damn sick. yea.. then after that i went to meet my family at bugis and we went to nanyang to watch some dance competition cos we had nothing better to do and we wanted to support SBA. haha.. oh but i think i saw zifang performing:) i liked the costume. the black and red one. heh.. nice nice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, had chinese tuition, then went for lunch at cafe 2000. saw daryl and his family there. then my dad was like eh they have 2 sons and i have 2 daughters! apparently he was so fascinated with that.. ok.... yea.. then my dad sent my sis to her friend's birthday party.. and my mum and i went to watch the crab flower club at the drama centre..  it was about 5 daughters of a Qing era household preparing for a feast for their father's birthday. kinda nice actually.. i liked the costume and the elaborate hair and makeup. LOL. thats the best part. cos i got kinda annoyed by the fake accents they tried to put on. ok maybe it was just one actress's accent. cannot stand it la. hahah.. but yea. the storyline, albeit predictable was good enough. haha but i did doze off a little. aiyah i'm just not good in stay aake in dark places like i mentioned before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea ok.. this morning, watched miss universe. miss venezuela got it. AGAIN. sian la. can we have somebody new. i mean. ok fine.. people from venezuela are gorgeous. yay. but but.. i was seriously rooting for miss kosovo! she looked damn elegant in her blue evening gown. and she looks really sweet. its not her fault she got the most difficult question. i think its really hard to come up with a perfect answer to that question within such a short time. but then again. she got second runner up. ok i guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.. ok i think i better go prepare lunch.. and i need to do geog laaaaa.. i have dance later. so yep.. tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-4029257292896826617?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/4029257292896826617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=4029257292896826617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/4029257292896826617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/4029257292896826617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello-ppl-as-im-blogging-in-sheer.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-7005007328508666506</id><published>2009-08-12T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T22:33:34.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know its been realy really really long since i last posted. really long. haha.. the thing's that.. i've been trying to write stuff here a few times. but everytime i start, i just didn't know how to continue. heh. in fact, i feel exactly like that these days. getting really really really confused. a few days ago, i spoke to some awesome people, and they kinda all told me the same thing. am i really wasting my time? maybe it really isn't worth it at all. problem's that everytime i try to give it up, i manage to. for a few days. then it all returns. maybe i should get knocked down by some taxi or something. then i'll fall into coma.. and maybe when i come to, i'll forget everything! yay! hahaha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, many many things happened during my absence from this blog. nothing major. but yea. it did affect me in a way. haha. maybe its just me and my emotional self. LOL. cry for 2 seconds, then burst into laughter cos it was so embarrassing crying at the back of the class with a table of 4 guys looking on. and worse, i was tearing over something damn stupid.. then after laughing i cried again then laughed again.. LOL. super crazy la. but that day. yea. it was like black friday. so many things happened all at one shot. oh well. its over. at least i got to spend the evening with hazel genie and qiqi at starbucks. crapped alot but it was real fun:) then we met haoqing, joewei, zen and keewei downstairs. then the 3 girls left while i waited for joewei aka my going home partner cos he said he was going some 'soon'. turned out his 'soon' referred to 10.30. yea. in the end, my parents gave him a lift home. and oh yea. joewei sucks. somehow he found the messages in my phone damn interesting, then he passed the bug to the rest of the guys -.- so yea. i ended up spending half the time trying to snatch my phone back. in the end, while trying to wrestle my phone back from haoqing, my inbox got screwed-.- so yea. to date, it is still cannot be accessed. you suck balls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm what else.. oh yea ndc performance! i'm glad lignum got second for the performance segment! yay! tied with solaris for first in that photography competition thingy and third for shooting! awesome! after that i went to raffles city to meet my mum and sis. then we walked to marina to shop while waiting for my dad. bought a miss selfridge skirt! yea. in the end the 3 of us got so hungry we decided to go for lunch first without my dad since it was a buffet lunch anyway. yea. then my dad sent us to orchard after lunch. did somemore shopping. bought a pair of shades and a super cute dress from forever 21. don't ask me why my mum was so nice to me. haha.. maybe she felt guilty for buying so many clothes for my sis while my wardrobe looked as empty as an oldman's scalp. ok eww quite gross. anyway. yea. what else did we do man. gahh i forgot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEA. I ALMOST FORGOT! BOYS OVER FLOWERS!!!!!!!!!! haha.. ok i know i'm damn lag but gahhh.. i didn't realise it was so awesome until zhanyu told me it was something like princess hours and i was in fact really crazy over goong last time. it was the first time i bawled over a drama ok. bawled not cried. HAHA. anyway, i think bof's more like romantic princess. yea the one by wuzun&lt;3 heh. the actors in bof aren't too bad too. KIM BUM! omg his character in the show. its freaking impressive. cute and artistic guy. who can resist him. seriously. he's like this super good potter and he looks so hot working with his clay. then when he looks up and smiles at ga eul. woah i faint. hahaha.. i'm so jealous of kim soeun. i wanna play gaeul. don't give the role to her! in fact, i've been practising my korean. and i think its pretty good. to date, i've started saying 'hello' on my phone in korean. and i say thank you in korean. i say i love you in korean. and and.. i greet my hubby in korean! haha.. yabo(or however you spell that). seeing that i've been making such good progress, the producers should seriously consider casting me in their new IT STARTED WITH A KISS, KOREAN VERSION. haha.. according to jingyi, the korean tv company bought over copyrights for iswak! heh. i'm really looking forward to it! YESHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh so yea. i should be mugging math. but here i am blogging in front of the tv, watching fated to love you. awesome. k then. i better go. tata. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-7005007328508666506?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/7005007328508666506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=7005007328508666506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/7005007328508666506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/7005007328508666506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello-ppl-i-know-its-been-realy-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-8564866254612459803</id><published>2009-07-24T22:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T22:02:59.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man.. seriously.. what is blogger's problem.. what happened to the formatting.. gahh.. its so screwed i shan't blog anymore. tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-8564866254612459803?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/8564866254612459803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=8564866254612459803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/8564866254612459803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/8564866254612459803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello-ppl-oh-man_24.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-6491086975151876744</id><published>2009-07-19T23:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T00:25:06.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SmNFIHCANGI/AAAAAAAAA5k/e0DhaIAiqLQ/s1600-h/DSC00932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360203987129742434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SmNFIHCANGI/AAAAAAAAA5k/e0DhaIAiqLQ/s320/DSC00932.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am not zilian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SmNFIEyQMcI/AAAAAAAAA5c/dh3mWy8mcG0/s1600-h/DSC00921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360203986526810562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SmNFIEyQMcI/AAAAAAAAA5c/dh3mWy8mcG0/s320/DSC00921.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;genie was playing with something.. i think it was daryl's psp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SmNFH7OlEYI/AAAAAAAAA5U/B6rFxTGf-K4/s1600-h/DSC00922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360203983961264514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SmNFH7OlEYI/AAAAAAAAA5U/B6rFxTGf-K4/s320/DSC00922.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NURUL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SmNElk4o9XI/AAAAAAAAA5M/9oYodOU6QF4/s1600-h/DSC00925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360203393848112498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SmNElk4o9XI/AAAAAAAAA5M/9oYodOU6QF4/s320/DSC00925.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAZELLY&lt;3&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SmNElaPUGTI/AAAAAAAAA5E/ylGCAWMNfC8/s1600-h/DSC00926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360203390990424370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SmNElaPUGTI/AAAAAAAAA5E/ylGCAWMNfC8/s320/DSC00926.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JINGYI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SmNEkfeLfCI/AAAAAAAAA40/EqwTV5qami8/s1600-h/DSC00929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360203375215082530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SmNEkfeLfCI/AAAAAAAAA40/EqwTV5qami8/s320/DSC00929.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minh was camwhoring with my phone.. LOL..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SmNEkAaRUmI/AAAAAAAAA4s/62aZ9AFj4V4/s1600-h/DSC00931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360203366877188706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SmNEkAaRUmI/AAAAAAAAA4s/62aZ9AFj4V4/s320/DSC00931.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chandel.hazel.genie at dintaifung! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hello ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no wait.. it shouldn't start with a smiley face cos i'm kinda sad.. yea.. life feels really sucky without you.. can you just come back.. i don't care how you reappear before my eyes.. just do it! gahh.. i missed you so much and i've been waiting for you religiously day and night. i've even kept a space for you right next to my g2 pen. SO COME BACK DEAR PURPLE MARKER! COME BACK TO ME! gahhhh.. my pencil case really feels damn empty without my marker.. OH.. and my pink marker went missing too.. damn dumb la.. cos i was highlighting my chinese stuff on my sister's bed.. then i went out of the room.. when i came back, the marker was missing. my sis said she didn't see it too.. -.- yea.. and you know how i lost my purple marker? i lent it to her.. yea.. anything that she comes into contact with just disappears! suspicious much. haha.. so yea.. now i have a case of the missing markers.. SO YEA.. WHERE ARE YOU?!?!?!?!?! come back to my pencil case and fill it up.. it just feels wrong without you 2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. this weekend was pretty cool.. friday, had xiaolongbao at dintaifung with taro, minh, hazel and genie.. haha.. yea.. its been ages since i last went out on a friday night with nj ppl.. haha.. so after school, we rushed all the way to paragon.. thank god we managed to beat the crowd.. we each ordered 10 xiao long baos.. like 1 whole basket to ourselves. then minh and i shared a fried rice with porkchop.. hazel and genie shared a plate of fried rice.. and taro got some dont know what noodles.. yea.. man it was awesome! :D we finished at around 6.30.. by then.. some ppl were alr beginning to form a queue..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea.. since it was still early, we didn't wanna waste the night away. so we walked to ion orchard.. haha.. and straight into louis vuitton.. haha.. initially, we were pretty scared cos the guard looked quite mean and condescending.. but yea.. he let us in.. i mean.. its not like he can turn us away right.. so yea.. we went straight up. then sat at the sofa.. oh man.. it looked so glam inside.. i felt so rich la when i went in.. and haha.. the shoes were pretty! minh then went around the shoes part while the rest of us slacked at that comfy sofa corner and he told us those ppl trying on the shoes were rich vietnamese.. heh.. and they looked like they were serious on buying the shoes.. maybe louis vuitton to them is like bata.. nothing special at all.. heh.. oh yea.. my mum bought me a pair of bata maryjanes.. lol.. yea.. its bata. but its quite nice actually.. anyway so yea.. we chatted for a while.. slacked.. then walked out.. and the mean guard said thankyou to us.. HAHAHA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea.. after that, went to wheelock place.. shopped at nike. then minh accessed mousehunt in the apple showroom with one of the laptops -.- what the hell is with guys and mouse hunt.. i just dont understand.. very fun meh.. then we went down to borders.. and genie said the bimboest thing i've ever heard from her.. HAHAHA.. she's the best man.. yea.. then went to marks and spencer.. bought sweets.. and went home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna have chilli crab outing next! HAHA YUMMY YUMMY&lt;3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-6491086975151876744?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/6491086975151876744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=6491086975151876744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/6491086975151876744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/6491086975151876744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-am-not-zilian.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SmNFIHCANGI/AAAAAAAAA5k/e0DhaIAiqLQ/s72-c/DSC00932.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-1718902601791229384</id><published>2009-07-12T18:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T18:28:45.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i've moved back home. haha.. my room looks damn different.. so does my parents' room. seriously.. it looks nothing like before. because for my room, my dad kinda tore down everything, from the wardrobes, to the bed, to the shelves and tables.. haha.. yea.. now i have this bunk bed(and its super single! HAHAHA.. i always thought my previous bed was super single.. but this one.. it's really huge.. in fact.. we can even do away with the upper deck.. cos my sis and i can just fit into one bed.. haha.. but yes.. its damn cool.. a double decker super single bed! oh.. but the upper deck(my bed)'s really really high... so i really have to stop sleepwalking.. if not.. can you imagine what wld happen to me if i really do so.. oh man.. i'd be like paralysed or something.. haha.. yea.. cos we don't hve a ladder since it'll look messy.. so i have to climb from the tail of the bed.. my dad says it's to make up for me not attending obs.. so yea.. i have to live with this obstacle course for god knows how many years when i could have just gone for 7 days worth of torture.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea.. and i finally have a study table.. lol.. previously, the table belonged to my dad.. so i did my work either on the floor or on my bed.. heh.. but it has been damn weird ever since my sis moved in.. she sleeps at like what.. 10.30.. so i have to turn off the main light.. and sometimes the table light.. cos its too bright.. so i have to live with the bedside lamp alissa gave me last year.. and it ain't exactly bright enough for me to do stuff.. so yea la.. in the end, i'd end up in the living room suffering in the heat. haha.. if that's the case, i think i rather go back to boarding school.. at least char can sleep with the lights on.. and i can sleep with the lights on too.. so when she sleeps, i mug.. and when i sleep, she mugs.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.. but right.. during renovations, my fish committed suicide:( yea seriously, it did. because according to my uncle, such fishes don't like to have their tanks shifted.. since it somehow gives them the feeling that they're unwanted.. so they'd just kill themselves and not suffer the fate of an unwanted fish. lol.. but yea.. so when we moved the fish tank to the kitchen. it started keeping its head above water deliberately and knocking its head against the fish tank.. LOL.. so in the end, it died the day before we moved back.. sigh.. but actually, even if it survived, i don't know where we're gonna put the tank.. because my dad had alr built in full length cupboards in its place.. so what.. put the tank into the cupboard and let the fish live in darkness forever ah.. hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes.. do visit debbie's cousin's blog shop at illicity.livejournal.com.. haha.. debbie's like the model for the clothes and she looks damn different in the photos.. haha.. in fact, she really looked like a model with the make up and poses and everything.. i got such a shock when i saw the page la.. i was like.. WOAH ARE YOU SURE THATS DEBBIE?! haha.. but yes.. the clothes are quite pretty.. all dresses:) haha.. i think they're from japan or smth.. but yes.. its nice.. so do visit the blog k.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.. i better go do my geog script.. tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-1718902601791229384?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/1718902601791229384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=1718902601791229384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/1718902601791229384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/1718902601791229384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello-ppl-so-ive-moved-back-home.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-8742109405505847002</id><published>2009-07-04T22:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T23:07:05.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/Sk9u62U4CEI/AAAAAAAAA4k/nOz2LFB1ZkQ/s1600-h/DSC00892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354620439261349954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/Sk9u62U4CEI/AAAAAAAAA4k/nOz2LFB1ZkQ/s320/DSC00892.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/Sk9u6lhdNpI/AAAAAAAAA4c/yes6K4ptOdQ/s1600-h/DSC00890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354620434750715538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/Sk9u6lhdNpI/AAAAAAAAA4c/yes6K4ptOdQ/s320/DSC00890.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;QIQI AND I! SHE CAME TO VISIT!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/Sk9u6giZAxI/AAAAAAAAA4U/l5tewGN3lMA/s1600-h/DSC00888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354620433412457234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/Sk9u6giZAxI/AAAAAAAAA4U/l5tewGN3lMA/s320/DSC00888.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;qiqi's pasta.. yea.. she couldn't finish.. so she made the food look nicer by making it into a face. the pastamania's sign is actually the tongue.. LOL &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/Sk9u6dZkF5I/AAAAAAAAA4M/dsbjK6OvOH8/s1600-h/DSC00887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354620432570128274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/Sk9u6dZkF5I/AAAAAAAAA4M/dsbjK6OvOH8/s320/DSC00887.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DONT PLAY WITH YOUR FOOD AH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/Sk9uQ470gHI/AAAAAAAAA4E/LSKTDA5TlA0/s1600-h/DSC00894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354619718407061618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/Sk9uQ470gHI/AAAAAAAAA4E/LSKTDA5TlA0/s320/DSC00894.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CLARABELLE THE CAMWHORE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/Sk9uQ2lduGI/AAAAAAAAA38/N5vtHpost1E/s1600-h/DSC00909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354619717776423010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/Sk9uQ2lduGI/AAAAAAAAA38/N5vtHpost1E/s320/DSC00909.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OUR MESSY ROOM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/Sk9uQrzo-fI/AAAAAAAAA30/Z78LjmLCvrc/s1600-h/DSC00907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354619714883090930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/Sk9uQrzo-fI/AAAAAAAAA30/Z78LjmLCvrc/s320/DSC00907.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THE COMFY BEDS&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/Sk9uQee4GkI/AAAAAAAAA3s/6neCd18-vuw/s1600-h/DSC00906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354619711306340930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/Sk9uQee4GkI/AAAAAAAAA3s/6neCd18-vuw/s320/DSC00906.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not much of a kitchen eh.. haha.. so small..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/Sk9uQMwjGrI/AAAAAAAAA3k/YIr5KEAKvxE/s1600-h/DSC00905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354619706548624050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/Sk9uQMwjGrI/AAAAAAAAA3k/YIr5KEAKvxE/s320/DSC00905.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THE LIVING ROOM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;hello ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man.. today's my last night at the serviced apartment.. damn sad:( haha.. yea.. its been 2 weeks since i last saw my room. and i'm gonna see a new and improved version tmr.. i'm kinda excited actually.. just that i have to share my room with my sis from now onwards.. haha.. ok.. but i have to be nice.. because he used to stay with my parents.. and she kinda didn't have a bed.. LOL.. yea.. she really went around telling ppl she didn't have a bed.. so my parents felt bad and decided to give her a bed in my room.. so they can kick her out of their room.. killed 2 birds with a stone eh.. haha.. ANYWAY.. yea.. i'm kinda sad to leave this awesome place because seriously.. i LOVE it to bits and pieces.. i love it as much as i hate chem.. LOL.. which is alot.. yea.. i mean its damn spacious here.. though its technically supposed to be smaller than my house.. yea.. because this place doesn't really have a big kitchen and that backyard and store room and the patio outside.. but other than that.. the living space here's actually MUCH bigger.. LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna miss the cute concierge ppl downstairs.. haha. seriously they all look like ppl i know.. HAHA.. and i seriously LOVE this area.. clarke quay ftw! HAHA.. yea.. and i can actually still hear the partying downstairs.. HAHA.. you know.. everytime i walk out of the mrt station in my school uniform and i see the singapore river and those cute colourful shophouses opposite with the umbrella shelter thingies.. i feel this sudden surge of happiness.. LOL.. it just feels so cool.. seriously.. i SMILE all the way home as i walk from the mrt to my serviced apartment.. then i see those adorable japanese tourists taking pics outside those pubs and everything.. HAHA.. AND AND AND.. i feel as if i'm holidaying in japan here.. HAHA.. practically everything in liang court is japanese.. even their advertisement.. haha.. central's japanese oriented too.. HAHA.. yea.. so when i come to liang court's meidi-ya.. i get THICK sashimi at 5 bucks after 7pm.. haha.. OMG.. the emcee's downstair's saying.. if you drink, don't drive.. if you drive, don't drink.. HEH.. ANYWAY.. yes.. i don't wanna moveeeeeeee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea.. and i've made up my mind.. when i grow up.. i am really gonna get an apartment or something in clarke quay.. HAHA.. ok maybe not clarke quay cos they don't really have apartments here.. but ROBERTSON QUAY.. yes yes.. I WANNA STAY THERE.. ever since we went to that place to watch pride and prejudice at robertson quay, i've fallen in love with it.. i just feel so at home there.. HAHA.. then i can just walk to clarke quay everyday and party till late night.. LOL.. but there's just one teeny weeny problem.. i don't think i can drink very well.. other than cocktails.. THEY'RE AWESOME.. haha.. maybe its just cos xinyi's dad can make nice cocktails.. anyway.. yea.. i can't help but wonder why ppl love alcohol so much.. like ppl on tv.. they just drink alcohol like its water and the rich ppl buy old wine cos its delicious.. seriously.. how can it be delicious?! i've tried champagne.. EWW.. red wine.. EWW.. white wine.. EWW.. that vodka shit that made my lips burn.. EWW.. beer.. EWW.. seriously.. the next time somebody goes.. i just love alcohol.. its heavenly.. i'll be like.. YOU SIAO AH.. haha.. next time when i live in robertson quay and i walk over to clarke quay to party till late night.. i'll just be drunk from my orange juice or something.. heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes.. so i'm supposed to be mugging for bio since i have a makeup test on tuesday.. and i have to pack my luggage to move back.. gahhhhhhh.. i wanna stay here.... though my newly renovated house MIGHT be remotely awesomer than before.. HAHA.. but i still don't get to on air con 24/7 and have someone tidy the place for me.. LOL.. k whatever.. i better go.. tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-8742109405505847002?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/8742109405505847002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=8742109405505847002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/8742109405505847002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/8742109405505847002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello-ppl-oh-man.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/Sk9u62U4CEI/AAAAAAAAA4k/nOz2LFB1ZkQ/s72-c/DSC00892.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-6823946735205246108</id><published>2009-06-30T01:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T01:33:44.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/Skj5l0k0pwI/AAAAAAAAA3c/cHpXwM4mX0s/s1600-h/DSC00884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352802585293399810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/Skj5l0k0pwI/AAAAAAAAA3c/cHpXwM4mX0s/s320/DSC00884.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ZILIAN after the performance&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/Skj5ltFwjvI/AAAAAAAAA3U/Ldk4Yq0dSFA/s1600-h/DSC00883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352802583284059890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/Skj5ltFwjvI/AAAAAAAAA3U/Ldk4Yq0dSFA/s320/DSC00883.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;somehow it just looks like a wedding picture.. just that i need to photoshop in a hotter guy la:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/Skj4vVgfOpI/AAAAAAAAA3M/yL7yCnZazDY/s1600-h/DSC00882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352801649240783506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/Skj4vVgfOpI/AAAAAAAAA3M/yL7yCnZazDY/s320/DSC00882.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'M SMILING THE DEBBIE SMILE! XINXIAN SO EXTRA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/Skj4vE1SRzI/AAAAAAAAA3E/eRLQa5rnQYI/s1600-h/DSC00876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352801644764612402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/Skj4vE1SRzI/AAAAAAAAA3E/eRLQa5rnQYI/s320/DSC00876.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME AND ADITI!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/Skj4u_XEEGI/AAAAAAAAA28/zMrdi8FPmj0/s1600-h/DSC00870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352801643295674466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/Skj4u_XEEGI/AAAAAAAAA28/zMrdi8FPmj0/s320/DSC00870.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;IN JACKET AND SHORTS! COOLIOS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/Skj4uvYS_aI/AAAAAAAAA20/Jic_LAcbFfU/s1600-h/DSC00866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352801639005879714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/Skj4uvYS_aI/AAAAAAAAA20/Jic_LAcbFfU/s320/DSC00866.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;LESBIAN LOVER AND ME&lt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/Skj4uuZ19kI/AAAAAAAAA2s/rsLBPSBHQTI/s1600-h/DSC00869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352801638743930434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/Skj4uuZ19kI/AAAAAAAAA2s/rsLBPSBHQTI/s320/DSC00869.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;5 AWESOME BABES. yvett.debbie.me.grace.aditi&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/Skj4TPB35LI/AAAAAAAAA2k/KXcaXUv4AH8/s1600-h/DSC00874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352801166465426610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/Skj4TPB35LI/AAAAAAAAA2k/KXcaXUv4AH8/s320/DSC00874.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRACE AND ME. she looks unglam. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/Skj4S-aoCLI/AAAAAAAAA2c/gWHH2ReD_tA/s1600-h/DSC00875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352801162005842098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/Skj4S-aoCLI/AAAAAAAAA2c/gWHH2ReD_tA/s320/DSC00875.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE BACKCOMB! MESSY RIGHT?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/Skj4Sb259eI/AAAAAAAAA2E/uFJGPAYcIA0/s1600-h/DSC00881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352801152729216482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/Skj4Sb259eI/AAAAAAAAA2E/uFJGPAYcIA0/s320/DSC00881.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SHOW DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hello ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. oh man.. i have sooooooo many things to blog about.. haha.. but maybe i shall jut talk about ayg! HEHE.. OH MAN! IT WAS AWESOME SHITZXZXZXZ.. HAHAHAHAHA.. i loved every part of it.. from the dance to the music to the way it was so large scaled to the nice fellow dancer friends we made.. HAHA.. yea.. LOVED IT! and what's more.. i get to pon school tmr! ohyeah! hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea then i realised many many people were participating in this whole AYG opening ceremony.. i saw many familiar faces actually.. like yunwei.. and emily wong.. and celeste! haha.. anyway! it was a BLAST! like when we finally finished and i was embraced by the roaring applause of the audience.. haha.. that.was.WOW! hahaha... everything was so cool.. from the skirt changing to the lights to the pretty coloured fans and the stupid prop which i hated cos it kept hitting my face.oh yea.. the makeup and hair too! HEHE.. so pretty! and i finally looked glam in a dance costume.. its been ages since i last looked glam.. in fact.. i dont think i have ever looked glam in costume.. like dress and pretty hair and makeup.. FIRST TIME.. HAHA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning.. i woke up at 8.30.. then i watched friends.. then party planner... theni watched project runway.. oh yea.. i only watched an episode and omg.. i fell in love with it.. ITS DAMN NICE.. and although kenley's a total bitch and all.. her clothes are so me! OH MAN.. i loved her wedding gown.. its like swan lake's odette meets modern bride.. GORGEOUS! and the rest of her collection.. those dresses and hand painted flowers and colours.. OH MAN.. if i had an extra billion dollars, i would buy her entire collection.. HAHA.. anyway.. yes.. after project runway, i went to orchard to meet aditi.. we were supposed to have pepper lunch.. but the SMART boss of pepper lunch decided to renovate the outlet.. so yea.. we ended up at delifrance.. till ok i guess.. haha.. then after that we bused to school.. paid for the jacket then went down for makeup..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea.. then i did hair and makeup.. went up to collect work from hazel.. then talked to the jh4s.. yea.. then i went back down to camwhore and whatever.. yea.. anyway.. let's just fast forward.. to the last minute rehearsal for finale.. OMG DEBBIE YEO! she sucks balls.. hahaha.. damn malu la.. but i still prefer the given name to the original name.. wx all the way! HAHA.. yea.. then we started the show.. everything was alright.. oh.. my gold flag thingy tore.. so i was waving it with only one side intact.. tricia's too.. haha.. yea.. then it was the finale.. NATHAN HARTONO! haha.. he's like standing next to me and grace.. haha.. JEALOUS?LOL.. yea. then the athletes came in and blah blah blah.. after everything.. all the dancers became crazy boboheads and partied around the stage.. HAHA.. it was great fun! seriously.. i went mad and all.. hhahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. so in conclusion.. i feel really really really honoured to have been part of AYG! oh yea.. the macau dudes are *faints* hot *nose bleeds* .. HAHAHA.. okok.. i better go sleep now.. tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-6823946735205246108?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/6823946735205246108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=6823946735205246108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/6823946735205246108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/6823946735205246108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/06/zilian-after-performance-somehow-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/Skj5l0k0pwI/AAAAAAAAA3c/cHpXwM4mX0s/s72-c/DSC00884.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-3596858230131310465</id><published>2009-06-19T00:17:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T01:10:41.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjptCVpvKdI/AAAAAAAAA18/zL2r7SDstXw/s1600-h/DSC00862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348707394395253202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjptCVpvKdI/AAAAAAAAA18/zL2r7SDstXw/s320/DSC00862.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not a camwhore. i was supposed to take a pic with alissa. but SOMEBODY was so worried that her hair looked screwed. so i oculd only take a snapshot of her thigh. HAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjptCNsdkUI/AAAAAAAAA10/kGU_z8qJsfE/s1600-h/DSC00861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348707392259199298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjptCNsdkUI/AAAAAAAAA10/kGU_z8qJsfE/s320/DSC00861.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the pretty green halter i got from pull and bear! qiqi thought it was nice too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjpsRkML-aI/AAAAAAAAA1k/PCK6TjHH03Y/s1600-h/IMG_2387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348706556484254114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjpsRkML-aI/AAAAAAAAA1k/PCK6TjHH03Y/s320/IMG_2387.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us in burger king! still not the worst.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjpsRRT0CqI/AAAAAAAAA1c/WsXi8_RDKXQ/s1600-h/IMG_2383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348706551415966370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjpsRRT0CqI/AAAAAAAAA1c/WsXi8_RDKXQ/s320/IMG_2383.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me.alissa.mak!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjpsRPnr-DI/AAAAAAAAA1U/AO3CtccyzT0/s1600-h/IMG_2381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348706550962452530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjpsRPnr-DI/AAAAAAAAA1U/AO3CtccyzT0/s320/IMG_2381.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;mak took candid shots of us while she was camwhoring! what was i doing anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjpsQ6XagYI/AAAAAAAAA1M/S2-AQXLdHu4/s1600-h/IMG_2380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348706545257054594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjpsQ6XagYI/AAAAAAAAA1M/S2-AQXLdHu4/s320/IMG_2380.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another one of mak's camwhoring pics. HAHA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjprWpb6dXI/AAAAAAAAA1E/F4J9ePceqOE/s1600-h/IMG_2377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348705544280110450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjprWpb6dXI/AAAAAAAAA1E/F4J9ePceqOE/s320/IMG_2377.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;brownie teachings: always Lend A Hand. LAHLAHLAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjprWdLYw-I/AAAAAAAAA08/yMFcaEmPAOQ/s1600-h/IMG_2374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348705540989567970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjprWdLYw-I/AAAAAAAAA08/yMFcaEmPAOQ/s320/IMG_2374.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;buhbye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjprWLqUO_I/AAAAAAAAA00/HwZSpznpM8Y/s1600-h/IMG_2367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348705536287456242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjprWLqUO_I/AAAAAAAAA00/HwZSpznpM8Y/s320/IMG_2367.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;oh but wait. come to me baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjprV5lT2CI/AAAAAAAAA0s/2h6KWIYaOUI/s1600-h/IMG_2366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348705531434620962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjprV5lT2CI/AAAAAAAAA0s/2h6KWIYaOUI/s320/IMG_2366.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;yay! thumbs up!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348705528802178130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjprVvxr9FI/AAAAAAAAA0k/GISHhR8Ka1k/s320/IMG_2365.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;whaat?! you have to go? BOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjpqZbsNQrI/AAAAAAAAA0c/mD55HQ2hc3Y/s1600-h/IMG_2364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348704492618334898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjpqZbsNQrI/AAAAAAAAA0c/mD55HQ2hc3Y/s320/IMG_2364.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and alissa's cheating on me with mak!:(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjpqZMKnK5I/AAAAAAAAA0U/JYIeE4-QZBQ/s1600-h/IMG_2355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348704488450894738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjpqZMKnK5I/AAAAAAAAA0U/JYIeE4-QZBQ/s320/IMG_2355.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BORED PEOPLE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjpqZATdJYI/AAAAAAAAA0M/S-Gurqsv03E/s1600-h/IMG_2350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348704485266761090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjpqZATdJYI/AAAAAAAAA0M/S-Gurqsv03E/s320/IMG_2350.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SEE NO EVIL HEAR NO EVIL SPEAK NO EVIL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjpqYxe7IkI/AAAAAAAAA0E/uvjsWTchjBU/s1600-h/IMG_2345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348704481288331842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjpqYxe7IkI/AAAAAAAAA0E/uvjsWTchjBU/s320/IMG_2345.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;random poses! HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjpqYgwnn8I/AAAAAAAAAz8/8_Wf87BIkTw/s1600-h/IMG_2343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348704476799147970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjpqYgwnn8I/AAAAAAAAAz8/8_Wf87BIkTw/s320/IMG_2343.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;TWIST!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjppNuw4AsI/AAAAAAAAAz0/kRTD9yt-UWA/s1600-h/IMG_2339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348703192068129474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjppNuw4AsI/AAAAAAAAAz0/kRTD9yt-UWA/s320/IMG_2339.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we want WORLD PEACE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjppNbKwMBI/AAAAAAAAAzs/e6xM86-VCw8/s1600-h/IMG_2338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348703186807959570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjppNbKwMBI/AAAAAAAAAzs/e6xM86-VCw8/s320/IMG_2338.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jajababa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjppNdVArwI/AAAAAAAAAzk/qzF56nEztew/s1600-h/IMG_2323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348703187387854594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjppNdVArwI/AAAAAAAAAzk/qzF56nEztew/s320/IMG_2323.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camwhoring in a neoprint booth&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjppNDcQXgI/AAAAAAAAAzc/HuoeOQRR7EY/s1600-h/IMG_2331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348703180438920706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjppNDcQXgI/AAAAAAAAAzc/HuoeOQRR7EY/s320/IMG_2331.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;our neoprints! HAHA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjppM_nnHpI/AAAAAAAAAzU/tn0_5Aw5bwA/s1600-h/IMG_2328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348703179412807314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjppM_nnHpI/AAAAAAAAAzU/tn0_5Aw5bwA/s320/IMG_2328.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the toy alissa got with her kids meal!&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;monday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had sleepover at alissa's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;mak came at 11PM cos she was doing math&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;alissa and i looked through past mg yearbooks looking for familiar faces&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;looked at facebook accounts of mg ppl. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then we did role play! HAHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;laughed so loud even mak could hear us from the toilet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;mak and i played guess who&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;alissa was watching some funny show&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3 of us started talking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and talking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;alissa and mak went to put the blackhead removal thing on their noses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it was black and disgusting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;continued talking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and talking &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and talking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then i lesbianed in bed with alissa for a while&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then mak began searching for her past kindergarten friends on facebook at 4am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;alissa was trying to sleep . failed attempt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;mak was so focused on searching. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but she forgot that poor simon's surname&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so she was trying out the name simon with various surnames like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;simon lee simon tan simon koh simon ng&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then she found jeremy fong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;alissa finally forced mak to turn off the laptop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but we couldn't sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so we continued talking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and talking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and talking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;until we eventually dozed off at 5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;slept till 12&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but halfway around 8.45&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i cleverly semi-woke up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;walked out of the room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;saw alissa's mum at the living room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;she asked me if i needed anything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i said no&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then i trudged back into alissa's room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yea i kinda sleepwalked at her house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then when we woke up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;mak said she remembered me walking out of the room at 8 plus &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and walking back again 2 mins later&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i couldn't really remember what happened&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;just that i did walk out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so alissa called her mum to ask if that really happened even though her mum was at home -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and her mum said yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so now her mum think i'm some sleepwalking freak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after lazing around for damn damn long cos we were too busy looking at the yearbooks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we finally BEGAN to get ready&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;though we were only ready to go out after 30 plus minutes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;because someone by the name of makmak was oh so slow. HAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yea. eventually, we took bus 7 to orchard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had soup spoon for lunch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then alissa went to body shop to find her concealer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;body shop really smells good&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then we went cine to take neos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;shopped a little&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;watched ghosts of girlfriends past for the SECOND TIME&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;SPOONING VS FORKING! LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had dinner at burger king&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then went home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so that was my 24 hours with alissa and 22 hours with mak! OH! AND I'M MOVING! YAYYYYY! BUT ONLY FOR 2 WEEKS. lol.. cos we're doing renovations. so we're kinda moving to this serviced apartment next to liang court. its called.. somerset liang court -.- HAHA.. although it has a freaking laokok facade.. trust me.. it is damn pretty inside! HAHAHAHA.. yea.. i'll be there next week and the following week when most ppl slog their hearts out at obs! HAHA.. thank god i opted out! oh.. and i could have added the sleepwalking due to fatigue thing into the medical report. cos its true.. and obs does tire one out.. HAHA.. yep.. so i can have like many many parties in my serviced apartment during OBS week cos there won't really be lessons right.. HAHA. so can have sleepover! hahaha.. yep.. and its getting late.. so i better go sleep.. tata&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;chendol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-3596858230131310465?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/3596858230131310465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=3596858230131310465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/3596858230131310465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/3596858230131310465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-am-not-camwhore.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjptCVpvKdI/AAAAAAAAA18/zL2r7SDstXw/s72-c/DSC00862.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-2439501774497861356</id><published>2009-06-14T23:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T00:31:17.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjUcVFmWgaI/AAAAAAAAAzM/O3uhkpLTYL4/s1600-h/DSC00849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347211281178198434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjUcVFmWgaI/AAAAAAAAAzM/O3uhkpLTYL4/s320/DSC00849.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;QIQI AND I AT BORDERS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjUcU_VH7TI/AAAAAAAAAzE/JTHeQFSlQRU/s1600-h/DSC00848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347211279495327026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjUcU_VH7TI/AAAAAAAAAzE/JTHeQFSlQRU/s320/DSC00848.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUTSIDE DIN TAI FUNG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjUcU5WkIuI/AAAAAAAAAy8/4wrS2x5V61A/s1600-h/DSC00847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347211277890757346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjUcU5WkIuI/AAAAAAAAAy8/4wrS2x5V61A/s320/DSC00847.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHAHA.. THE COOL MIRROR AT HEEREN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjUcUk6J7JI/AAAAAAAAAy0/IU8E2CClgIU/s1600-h/DSC00846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347211272402889874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjUcUk6J7JI/AAAAAAAAAy0/IU8E2CClgIU/s320/DSC00846.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;THAT COOLIO MIRROR!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjUcUpbY33I/AAAAAAAAAys/1zvQfB4XuwU/s1600-h/DSC00860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347211273616023410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjUcUpbY33I/AAAAAAAAAys/1zvQfB4XuwU/s320/DSC00860.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CHRISTABELLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjUb6AM2YcI/AAAAAAAAAyk/YkPMCr2lf1I/s1600-h/DSC00859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347210815872590274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjUb6AM2YcI/AAAAAAAAAyk/YkPMCr2lf1I/s320/DSC00859.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CHRISTABELLE SITTING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjUb5_vc0KI/AAAAAAAAAyc/SH1Z2E7TWIs/s1600-h/Image127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347210815749279906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjUb5_vc0KI/AAAAAAAAAyc/SH1Z2E7TWIs/s320/Image127.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLARABELLE AT THE FASHION SHOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjUb5mo9DPI/AAAAAAAAAyU/FxJ-xjLu4xk/s1600-h/Image128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347210809011145970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjUb5mo9DPI/AAAAAAAAAyU/FxJ-xjLu4xk/s320/Image128.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HONEY THE BEAR AND CLARABELLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjUb5TlUyHI/AAAAAAAAAyM/IpiJYR5VoDI/s1600-h/Image125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347210803895650418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjUb5TlUyHI/AAAAAAAAAyM/IpiJYR5VoDI/s320/Image125.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AL DRESSED UP FOR SUMMER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjUb5YiMelI/AAAAAAAAAyE/2NE0YUhqNcw/s1600-h/DSC00857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347210805224700498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjUb5YiMelI/AAAAAAAAAyE/2NE0YUhqNcw/s320/DSC00857.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FULLERTON!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjUbcvBXdWI/AAAAAAAAAx8/DzdLL1cUG94/s1600-h/DSC00856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347210313044817250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjUbcvBXdWI/AAAAAAAAAx8/DzdLL1cUG94/s320/DSC00856.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjUbcoH86yI/AAAAAAAAAx0/1hswAflM67k/s1600-h/DSC00855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347210311193389858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjUbcoH86yI/AAAAAAAAAx0/1hswAflM67k/s320/DSC00855.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TRYING TO POUT. I DON'T KNOW WHAT SHE'S DOING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjUbcRCRP2I/AAAAAAAAAxs/o5q7M0TB_vo/s1600-h/DSC00854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347210304995540834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjUbcRCRP2I/AAAAAAAAAxs/o5q7M0TB_vo/s320/DSC00854.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A LITTLE TOO HIGH..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjUbcMtPfDI/AAAAAAAAAxk/9dKwekFudvw/s1600-h/DSC00853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347210303833603122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjUbcMtPfDI/AAAAAAAAAxk/9dKwekFudvw/s320/DSC00853.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOVE HER&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347210297534014770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjUbb1PTZTI/AAAAAAAAAxc/mLX4dIjlFVA/s320/DSC00852.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CLARABELLE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hey ppl:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HAHA..ok.. i'm too lazy to like post.. then add pictures in between. so i decided to like just post all the pics at one shot.. anyway.. the pictures kinda explained how i spent my fri, sat and sun.. LOL.. let's see..&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;friday, went out with qiqi! haha.. since ppl had camp.. and were doing math.. and were sick.. so yea lor:( anyway.. we had a whale of a time.. HAHA.. finally had xiaolongbao after dontknow how many months.. then we watch ghosts of girlfriends past.. IT WAS AWESOME! haha.. seriously.. i loved it.. maybe i'll watch it again with alissa, mak and tabby on tuesday or smth.. haha.. then we went to taka for ice cream and sushi.. and it was so funny how we couldn't find a seat at all.. then when we finally went to the spot outside zara, we saw this completely empty bench.. so we decided to brisk walk there.. just then, a group of kids beside us started racing each other or smth.. and running towards the direction of the empty bench.. so feeling the competition, qiqi and i ran as well to chope the bench.. i think we ran damn unglamly.. haha.. like headless chickens or something.. then as we finally sat down, the kiddos ran past us -.- LOL..yea. then we shopped around for a while after that.. and omg.. i always thought pull and bear only sold coolio stuff like hoodies and tshirts and cargoes.. but i was kinda surprised when i saw more girly clothes.. like halters and nice tanks.. haha.. its a little like fox actually.. maybe even better than fox.. haha.. and i spotted this green halter at pull and bear.. which i eventually bought.. my dad thought it was pretty too.. LOL.. anyway.. after the mini window shopping spree, qiqi and i walked to borders.. then we were obsessing over the wrapping papers and whatnot.. haha.. oh oh.. then right.. there was this part of borders that was shaking.. YES SHAKING.. and very vigorously.. it was like at the card-stand near the cashier.. we were both damn freaked out la.. i thought it was some earthquake or smth.. but when we jumped to another spot, the shakings stopped completely haha.. freakyy.. yea.. then qiqi went home.. and i stayed at orchard to wait for my family for 45 whole minutes &gt;&lt; &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;then on saturday, we went to fullerton for lunch.. ok.. its not supposed to be called lunch cos its theoretically high tea served during lunch hour.. so since it was high tea, there wasn't really a wide range of selection.. mostly local fare.. and like 4 types of sushi with sandwiches and stuff.. haha.. but the cakes were good.. oh yea.. NO ICE CREAM:( haha.. then after going around the buffet table frantically trying to look for more food (i eventually gave up), i decided to camwhore with my sis.. haha.. she's good.. yea.. then after lunch, we sent my sis for tuition, then went to some showflat nearby.. i think the property's called miro or smth.. haha.. my parents and i have been visiting showflats around the orchard and river valley lately not cos we're intending to move.. at least not to those areas.. since its exhorbitantly pricey, but to kope ideas and to kill time.. LOL.. cos my dad has this weird logic that showflats in high class areas are prettier so we can kope ideas from there.. my parents are kinda kicking my sis over to my room cos she currently sleeps with them.. LOL.. so yea.. since my room's damn small.. they must think of a way to redo the entire layout of the room.. maybe add a double decker bed or something.. but everything must be changed.. LOL.. then they want to redo their own room too.. so yea.. &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;haha.. then today was fun! cos we brought my sis to the BUILD A BEAR WORKSHOP at suntec for some build a bear fashion show.. whereby she brings her naked bear (that she had built earlier) to the place.. then they'll let her dress up her bear with a range of clothes.. and the winner gets something.. i think its a pair of bear shoes.. LOL.. yea.. so the theme was summer.. and so many ppl dressed their bears in like what.. bikinis.. and coconut bras and grass skirts? HAHA.. yea.. my sis just got some speg top with jeans.. i thought it kinda resembled something that she owns.. its somewhere in the cupboard.. haha.. yea.. and i built my own bear too.. SHE'S CHRISTABELLE.. lol.. i couldn't think of a name.. so i looked at my sis, then somehow, the name christabelle popped in my head.. HAHA.. i took damn long to pick something suitable.. you know.. if she were fairer, she wld have looked awesome in those dresses i picked out.. haha.. instead of the separate top and jeans.. the dresses were so much cheaper too:(.. haha.. but since my sis made the fair bear last time.. my mum didn't want a repeat.. so she only let me make this LITTLE HONEY CUB.. wait.. i forgot the breed.. something like that la.. haa.. &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;yep.. so that was my weekend.. tmr's sleepover! YAY.. haha.. alrighty.. i better go to bed soon.. nitey! tata&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;chendol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-2439501774497861356?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/2439501774497861356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=2439501774497861356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/2439501774497861356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/2439501774497861356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/06/qiqi-and-i-at-borders-outside-din-tai.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SjUcVFmWgaI/AAAAAAAAAzM/O3uhkpLTYL4/s72-c/DSC00849.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-4024046607260650961</id><published>2009-06-10T17:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T18:15:17.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man.. my sis is sleeping while the tv's on.. oh.. it's showing powerpuff girls. LOL.. its the episode whereby mojo jojo tries to educate the ppl to speak his version of perfect english.. it's just being bloody long winded la.. LOL.. damn dumb.. anyway.. YAY.. alissathecandy is finally back from japan! mied you truckloads la.. haha.. anyway.. monday was fun! haha.. i went out with tabby! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual, i was kinda late.. haha.. made tabby wait for 15 mins.. she was waiting for me at citylink.. so yea.. we walked to suntec.. then had lunch at swensens.. cos they had some 1 for 1 offer.. so we were supposed to just pay 5 something each.. then we ordered TOPLESS FIVE.. haha.. then we wanted to do math there.. but since i dirtied the table with my oh-so-awesome eating skills, it was kinda impossible to do work there.. and we wanted to pay before 2pm.. so that we could stil enjoy the 1 for 1 offer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we wanted to go to the convention hall to do work.. but tabby said we weren't supposed to loiter there.. blehh.. anyway.. tabby was damn funny.. she was like telling me abt something tht happened at her class chalet.. i dont know why i found it so hilarious.. but i was laughing like nobody's business.. heh.. must be the way she made it sound.. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.. yea.. we ended up at food republic.. cos it was 2 plus.. and everyone was back at work.. so yea.. the food court was pretty much empty and quiet.. and it had clean tables too.. so yea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after math, we went to the ASIAN CIVILISATION MUSEUM! haha. cos i wanted to see the kangxi exhibit! haha.. yea.. so we walked back to city hall and walked to the museum.. this is something that neither debbie nor alissa would agree to doing.. HAHA.. then tabby and i starting reading off the imperial edicts and the poems that the emperor wrote.. LOL.. though we read so many wrong words that the lady in front of us eventually got so frustrated that she corrected our mistakes.. oopsie.. yea.. but omg.. the handwriting was SO NICE.. like hazel's.. no wait.. nicer! it looks just like chinese handwriting.... ok.. it is chinese handwriting.. but like it was typed out! haha.. then we played the virtual puzzle thing.. took us quite a while to get the painting rite.. like 4-5 tries.. yea.. then we went to some random place to camwhore.. haha.. i think we both really suck at jumpshots.. haha.. i think we took 20 over shots. but only 1 or 2 were acceptable.. thought still not very nice.. lol.. at the end of the day, we ended up with unglam shitting positions.. hands in the air but legs on the ground.. one person jumping while the other is on the ground.. LOL.. we have to practice man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea.. then we walked back to esplanade.. lol.. then we watched the choir for awhile.. ok not watched.. but we heard them sing while we were in the GREEN toilet.. yea.. then tabby went home while i went to meet my mops and pops at suntec..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea..then ytd was the first day in like many many months  i spent the whole day at home alone.. felt so shuang man.. haha.. then today my mum threw my sis at home with me cos she was sick.. -.- so yea.. became her nanny for the day.. but its ok. cos i was sleeping most of the time while she was doing god knows what.. LOL.. PHINEAS AND FERB IS SHOWING! YAYY! ok.. i shall go watch now.. tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-4024046607260650961?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/4024046607260650961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=4024046607260650961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/4024046607260650961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/4024046607260650961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-ppl-oh-man.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-5287455873045860364</id><published>2009-06-05T01:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T02:03:24.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO PPL:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE BANGS:)) haha.. i went to cut just now.. it was kinda random actually.. cos my mum suddenly called me to tell me that she was at the salon.. so i just took the bus down to ang mo kio.. haha.. and omg. the buses there are freaking crowded.. its like.. amk's overpopulated or smth.. or maybe they have they most residents who care abt the environment and they all turned to taking public transport. HAHA.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SigKus8q_-I/AAAAAAAAAxE/CIO9Opr39vo/s1600-h/DSC00822.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BEHOLD.. MY BANGS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SigKuIEycPI/AAAAAAAAAw0/9wGn1qlmhkk/s1600-h/DSC00820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343532745432920306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SigKuIEycPI/AAAAAAAAAw0/9wGn1qlmhkk/s320/DSC00820.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SigKuZGNsdI/AAAAAAAAAw8/g4O35uIC-Uk/s1600-h/DSC00821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343532750002303442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SigKuZGNsdI/AAAAAAAAAw8/g4O35uIC-Uk/s320/DSC00821.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SigKus8q_-I/AAAAAAAAAxE/CIO9Opr39vo/s1600-h/DSC00822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343532755330990050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SigKus8q_-I/AAAAAAAAAxE/CIO9Opr39vo/s320/DSC00822.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SigKu5c4PyI/AAAAAAAAAxU/0RoU0ozkTls/s1600-h/DSC00818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343532758687301410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SigKu5c4PyI/AAAAAAAAAxU/0RoU0ozkTls/s320/DSC00818.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok shit.. this is kinda gross.. its like my fringe.. my ex-fringe actually.. haha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ok then.. i'm so bloody tired now.. after running across the soccer field like a gazillion times.. ok fine. its just 2 runs.. but still.. i'm deadbeat la.. haha.. i dont think i can drag myself to school tmr.. GAHHHHHHH.. dance dance dance dance dance! wait.. how the hell am i gonna go for dance tmr.. i dont think i have enough clips.. SHIT.. nvm.. i shall steal from my sis or smth.. haha.. k then.. i better go sleep.. nitey.. tata&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;chendol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-5287455873045860364?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/5287455873045860364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=5287455873045860364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/5287455873045860364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/5287455873045860364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-ppl-i-have-bangs-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SigKuIEycPI/AAAAAAAAAw0/9wGn1qlmhkk/s72-c/DSC00820.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-7916417833957151717</id><published>2009-06-02T21:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T22:42:12.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. shit.. i haven't been updating my blog.. LOL.. but yes.. i have many many things to say today.. what shall i start with? ok.. sisc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know last sunday i said i was going to the airport to pick my korean hunks up? well, they turned out to be babes.. but who cares.. they were real fun.. HAHA.. seriously.. I LOVE THEM TO BITS AND PIECES AND I MISS THEM TRUCKLOADS! haha.. jeeun, yeong ran and bowon! super cute ppl! and i think they have the coolest school ever! you know they wear hanboks as school uniforms? hahaha.. so adorable! and they have like 5 or 6 different colours to choose from.. you can choose which of the colours you like.. HAHAH.. so they had like pink-and-blue.. red-and-grey.. cream-and-maroon.. white-and-blue.. dark green-and-blue.. haha.. i can't rmb the rest.. but yes.. SO COOL! we shld have that system in nj too.. then we get to choose from like i don't know.. way cooler colours than boring old grey. HAHA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the girls seem to like bubble tea alot.. ever since i introduced it to them on tuesday.. they were spamming themselves with different flavours right until the last day.. haha.. i think their aim was to try everything in the stall.. anyway.. yes.. and i think they're really smart and all.. like they got a distinction award for their poster.. which i thought was really nice.. and they got a merit award for their toy car! HAHA.. smart girls la.. its such a pity they left so early on friday.. if not we wld have had so much fun at vivo.. HAHA.. oh yes.. and my fellow slo, daphne.. was so nice too.. heh.. i love sisc!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. yesterday.. i went to school to take my make up physics tests.. yea.. apparently a lot of ppl missed the tests.. so yes.. anyway.. after that.. i went to have lunch with alissa and chunwai at mos burger.. i think i really suck at eating there because who but me would spend 10 freaking bucks at a fast food restaurant to buy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 1) a packet of fries&lt;br /&gt;2) 5 pieces of chicken nuggets&lt;br /&gt;3) a small cup of iced lemon tea&lt;br /&gt;4) an even smaller cup of corn soup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES. TELL ME WHO??&lt;br /&gt; you know i felt so guilty taking the red note out of my wallet and placing it into the hands of the cashier.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. yea.. then after lunch.. we walked to lido.. then alissa and chunwai went to watch angels and demons.. while i went to hunt for my drawstrings.. HAHA.. i have decided to become cool and wear drawstrings.. LOL.. as such.. i required a shopping trip to search for the perfect shoelace to tie my uniform neatly.. anyway.. i walked from lido to cine.. walked into minitoons(or whatever that place is called).. i was so (^&amp;amp;$)#% when they told me that they didn't sell shoelaces.. so fine! i walked around cine.. looked at the dresses at hula and co.. then i saw hazel, qiqi and nadine.. LOL. .they were going to watch dance subaru.. yea anyway.. we just chit chatted for a while before their movie started.. oh yes.. hazel cut her hair! she looks super cute now! HAHA.. then i went to heeren.. bought my shoelaces at 77th street.. yea.. i got a pair of white ones and a pair of pink ones.. then i shopped around.. i ended up at the super nice shop i got my skirt-dress thingy from.. it has damn cool clothes.. and the lady actually remembered me.. LOL.. so we talked for awhile.. then i was so tempted to go try the clothes.. but i figured i wld be wasting their time cos i didn't have money.. and i was kinda rushing home for tuition.. so yes.. but i've got to go back to that store..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea.. then i went home and had a 3 hour long session.. because apparently, my teacher said i kept cancelling on her.. so i have to make up many many hours.. whatever la.. i bt she wants to meet her month's quota.. lol.. so yes.. after tuition, i went to the airport to meet alissa and her aussie dudes.. and we sent them off.. haha.. its so funny seeing how alissa keeps getting bullied by them.. LOL.. i bet they all like her or something.. tsk tsk.. but really.. they are super cute nerds.. i seriously think the sisc ppl are way cooler than the issf ones.. or maybe its just that i spent too little time with the issf ppl considering the fact that i was sick.. but only for a day.. hmm.. nvm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. i'm too lazy to continue.. and i don't think you wanna read further.. so yes.. pictures another time:) tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-7916417833957151717?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/7916417833957151717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=7916417833957151717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/7916417833957151717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/7916417833957151717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-ppl-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-2503756895917762232</id><published>2009-05-24T16:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T16:46:56.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.. its kinda stupid how i'm still blogging so unfrequently even when i've moved back home.. LOL.. that's ok.. it just goes to show what a busy busy person i am.. LOL.. actually.. the past week has been pretty slack for me.. helping out with ISSF and stuff.. heh.. its like what.. i think i actually spent more time studying than actually helping.. of course.. i'm a muggershit.. haha.. so last week.. chengxi and i were in charge of this Indian school from east India.. Little Flower School.. haha.. nothing much la actually.. just took them around school.. though they were super independent.. can walk off without me.. lol.. i think they were pretty smart.. can navigate around the school just after 1 day.. pro pro.. HAHA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to the airport later to pick my Korean hunks later.. HEHE.. but alissa was like.. scarli they turn out so nerd you faint from shock.. oh wells.. anyeong haseyo! HAHAHA.. but eh.. what's gonna be my topic of conversation with them man.. i hardly even watch korean dramas anymore.. shld give me taiwan ppl.. then i'll gush abt it started with a kiss and fated to love you all day long.. HAHA.. ANYWAY.. yea.. then after SISC, i'll have to sit for 31058013570376 tests.. OMG.. i'm gonna die man.. haha.. and then its the holidays.. GREAT SINGAPORE SALE! i am in serious need of clothes man.. my wardrobe's dying.. actually.. not really.. its just that i have a lot of basics.. in WHITE -.- so i need like real clothes.. and maybe basics in OTHER COLOURS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes.. last week was a rather cool week for me.. hehe.. because i felt so special.. you know for once.. i actually got to leave school half way cos i was sick.. HAHAHA.. its been ages since i last tried that.. i think i was in p1 or p2.. haha.. because somehow.. i never fall sick during the school term.. its like i'm blessed with some ANTI ILLNESS DURING SCHOOLTERM VACCINE.. so if i ever DO fall sick.. it'll be during the holidays.. and i won't get to enjoy.. wth right.. haha.. i just realised anti illness during schoolterm stands for AIDS.. LOL.. nothing intended there k.. but yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. so i went home early on wednesday.. at around 10.45 am.. (i saw the taxi clock) and miss soon gave me a blue slip.. then when i went home.. i slept to 12.. then woke up to my dad's phonecall.. shit him la.. he was supposed to pick me up from school.. then just as i was abt to go down to wait for him.. he called to tell me to take a cab home.. so FINE.. i thought maybe he would buy lunch back for me at the very least.. but no.. he called to ask if i was home alr and told me to sleep and not to do my homework -.- LOL.. he didn't even offer to buy lunch la.. gahh.. so i dragged myself into the kitchen to cook porridge and steamed egg.. took me a good hour and a half to prepare everything.. cos i didn't know how long the egg needed to be steamed.. so i just left it in the rice cooker.. eh.. but it turned out quite ok.. like chawanmushi.. HEH.. but my porridge was a little dry.. oops.. yea.. and i watched an episode of 'fated to love you' before taking my mum's medicine from last week.. then i drifted into slumberland.. when i woke up.. it felt as if i had taken some magical potion man.. haha.. felt so much better:) so sleep really does wonders:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes.. i feel so phlegmy now.. and i can't get rid of it.. SHIT.. my mum told me to drink honey.. haha.. maybe later.. i'm too lazy.. kk.. i better go do history now.. tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-2503756895917762232?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/2503756895917762232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=2503756895917762232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/2503756895917762232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/2503756895917762232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello-ppl-heh.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-445666192115908887</id><published>2009-05-17T22:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T22:43:55.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm homeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.. and i'm going back to school tmr.. sian.. HAHA.. at least give us a month's break before stepping back into hillcrest road right.. LOL.. but then again.. there must be a reason why i could not sleep until 3.45 last night.. maybe i just love hostel so much i can't bear to leave it.. LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ]i felt damn sian abt ytd initially.. cos apparently, everyone was either in school for college day.. or playing squash.. or going home.. so i was supposed to be alone in hostel yesterday morning.. BUT.. being the resourceful person that i am.. i managed to find a nice buddy in my dreams.. so i slept till 11.30.. HAH.. then i woke up slowly and brushed my teeth and blah blah.. then by the time i made my bed and everything, it was time for lunch! yea.. anyway.. after lunching and dillydallying.. i finally met wanying for physics project! hehe.. WE FINISHED IT! LALALALA.. but i don't know if its right or not.. i hope it is &gt;&lt; anyway.. YAY.. now i don't have to fret over it throughout issf.. yes.. then qiqi came and read my shopaholic book.. then we witnessed the opening ceremony of the NJC Boarding School. Historical moment eh. next time i can tell my kids and grandkids that i was part of history.. YAY..anyway.. after that qiqi and i went back to our room to await the guests.. ok.. not await the guests.. but to make sure that they see us in our rooms, with our doors wide opened, mugging ever so hardly to live up to our NJC label. yes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i had the best dinner of my life there after that.. then we went for the backwards party.. LOL.. wasn't super duper ultra mega fun.. but yea.. at least something.. then i went for ice cream with alissa and the 03 ppl.. haoqing was being oh-so-retarded on the way there and on the way back man.. oh yea.. can't help it.. he IS retarded. anyway.. i think the strawberry ice cream at estivos aren't exactly nice.. cos it feels too creamy.. i prefer the kind from venezia's.. like sorbet.. haha.. yea.. its kinda coincidental how i went to estivos with my class girls on my first day in boarding school.. and back to estivos again on my last night.. so symbolic.. and the thing's that when we attempted to get out of boarding school.. it was alr 9 plus.. and by right we weren't supposed to be let out.. aiyah.. but due to the uncle's super ultra niceness.. he let us! hah.. yea.. then alissa, tabby and qiqi starting sprinting out from the gates like when you finally get released from prison.. LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't sleep that night.. ended up walking around school with hazel.. then she found her pa friends to play daiti with.. then i saw haoqing and geraint.. talked for a while.. then erv matt and andrew came along.. then they played with the stone/rocky thing in the pond before going off for some night walk around the school where we met qiqi.. the night walk was kinda scary.. and after hearing what people had to say i got really freaked out.. yea.. then we stoned at the staircase benches until 3 plus.. then we went upstairs.. i attempted to pack while qiqi continued with my shopaholic book.. yea.. finally slept at 3.45.. i'm a fast packer.. LOL.. yes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then today.. i went for tuition right after i checked out.. i am SUPERWOMAN.. lol.. but today's chinese tuition quite redundant la.. what chengyu challenge.. not like i know how to do anyway right.. challenge what man. .i could have just gone home to sleep lor.. BLEHH.. but nvm.. its over.. and i shall sleep early. haha k then.. tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-445666192115908887?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/445666192115908887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=445666192115908887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/445666192115908887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/445666192115908887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello-ppl-im-homeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-6889491199320168506</id><published>2009-05-11T01:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T01:54:53.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg yay! i just finished the online travel guide. ok not finished. i haven't put in the info that jingyi and victoria sent me yet. but.. haha.. i spent 3 hours doing up the whole blog.. and coming up with additional crap.. and now i think it looks pretty cool.. maybe its just the collage that jingyi did.. but whatever.. i like it so much i can't help but stare at it.. heh.. okok.. zilian much.. we're returning to boarding sch tmr.. i think i'm going back late.. cos there's something on tv that i really really wanna watch.. gahh.. i have tuition at 8am tmr and i;m still up.. shit la.. okok.. i think i better go to bed then.. tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-6889491199320168506?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/6889491199320168506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=6889491199320168506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/6889491199320168506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/6889491199320168506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello-ppl-omg-yay-i-just-finished.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-7969448485643760474</id><published>2009-05-09T21:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T22:05:56.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. one more week to the end of boarding school. shizz.. i really AM gonna miss it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more waking up late..&lt;br /&gt;no more taking naps in before dance and funny school stuff..&lt;br /&gt;no more walking back to my room during lunch to get stuff..&lt;br /&gt;no more late night crapping sessions..&lt;br /&gt;no more wet fries..&lt;br /&gt;no more milo fries..&lt;br /&gt;no more spiders (ok.. maybe there'll STILL be spiders at home.. like duh right.. )&lt;br /&gt;no more fake bird's nest..&lt;br /&gt;no more access cards..&lt;br /&gt;no more stuffy mornings..&lt;br /&gt;no more of charmaine's irritating alarm clock (its freaking ineffective.. since it only wakes me up)&lt;br /&gt;no more of charmaine's weird study timings.. when i mug.. she sleeps.. when i sleep.. she mugs..&lt;br /&gt;no more staring at the funny way charmaine sleeps (i'm not a perv)&lt;br /&gt;no more sleeping at 2 plus every night&lt;br /&gt;no more catching up on sleep during IS 2104&lt;br /&gt;no more 4th cubicle in the toilet&lt;br /&gt;no more toe clamping under that stupid access door&lt;br /&gt;no more excessive dust&lt;br /&gt;no more weekly moppings&lt;br /&gt;no more roll calls&lt;br /&gt;no more boarding school :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. ok.. i just summarised every memorable part of boarding school.. oh yes.. there was this night.. when like me, nurul, jingyi, genie and hazel bunked in the same room to do physics.. i think it was tues.. yea.. but we ended up playing shoot shag marry instead.. till everyone fell asleep.. so somehow.. when i finally suddenly woke up.. i realised that jingyi and nurul had disappeared, genie was sleeping *unglamly* like a log.. and hazel was walking around the room like she was sleepwalking.. i think she just woke up.. ANYWAY.. then i looked at the clock.. and it was like 3.30 am.. LOL.. so i opened the door and found that it was pouring..  you know it was pretty scary.. but being the brave soul that i am.. i kinda sprinted back to my room despite my grogginess and found char at her desk.. seriously.. what is her problem.. LOL.. sleep at 10 then wake up at 3.30 to do work.. something wrong.. so anyway.. i just went to sleep.. but that was not the end.. every half an hour or so.. i would be awaken by the stupid thunder or lightning.. i think it was too bright or smth.. yea.. irritating.. then at 6am.. some one triggered the fire alarm cos he/she slammed the door against it or smth.. and the oh-so-annoying siren started blasting across the building.. you know they repeated tht announcement so many times i can practically recite it now.. it started with.. ladies and gentlemen.. the fire alarm has been activated.. please keep calm and stay in your room as we blah blah blah blah.. so yea la.. i didn't sleep properly the whole night.. GRRR..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. i finished all my physics today.. i think i better go do chinese.. shit la.. i forgot to bring my chinese foolscap back.. how to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm alone in my room&lt;br /&gt;without a pen nor a broom&lt;br /&gt;i need chinese foolscap&lt;br /&gt;or i'll meet with my doom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.. ok whatever.. tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-7969448485643760474?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/7969448485643760474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=7969448485643760474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/7969448485643760474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/7969448485643760474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello-ppl-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-8053164505484586314</id><published>2009-05-02T21:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T22:07:35.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahh.. its saturday.. haha. so i'm finally back on my oh-so-bouncy and comfy bed.. but without my soft toys -.- cos they're all in boarding school.. oh wells.. i can't separate them and leave some of them at home because somehow.. i have this weird mentality that they have feelings too.. so if i leave them apart.. they would be very sad.. LOL.. ok.. i'm crapping..no la.. its just that.. if i'm gonna sleep with my soft toys, i rather sleep with them all.. or else it'll just feel funny.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes.. another 2 more weeks to the end of boarding school.. its kinda sad actually.. because i've finally gotten used to boarding life and you're making us move.. haha.. i mean.. i'm not gonna miss the sucky internet and the flies in the dining hall and the sucky drinks. but i definitely won't forget the late night crapping sessions and the mcdonalds.. and the floor humping (HAHAHA).. and the watching jude play badminton cutely.. and the convenience.. haha.. i mean.. i won't get to sleep in the comfort of my room anymore while i wait for dance to start.. it's just so bleh.. haha.. i think i'm gonna treasure my last 2 weeks there.. i can't believe i'm saying this.. but yes.. i AM going to miss boarding school once i'm permanently back onto my oh-so-bouncy and comfy bed with ALL my soft toys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes.. my new car came.. i think it came on tuesday.. but my dad drove it yesterday for the first time.. haha.. it's damn pretty la.. its black.. and according to my dad, BIG.. lol.. i don't think it's very big.. i mean.. yes.. it's long and all.. but i think its narrow.. i think my dad's just trying to comfort himself cos he didn't have enough money to get the bigger model.. oh wells.. i still think the car's cool anyway.. and it was damn funny.. when i came out of boarding school, i couldn't see my nice green car.. so i was kinda starting to curse my dad.. i was like.. shit la.. everytime ask me come down so early then must make me wait.. pongshit la you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then as i was giving my access card to the uncle.. i caught glimpse of this new glossy black bmw and i was really thinking woah.. who's daddy so nice come so early to pick him/her up.. as i was staring at the car, this stout man garbed in this crappy pink shirt stood out of the car.. yea.. it was my dad.. but it took me quite a while to realise cos i sort of forgot about the car.. i mean.. i knew it was coming.. but i didn't know when.. so i was left wondering there for a few seconds.. LOL.. ANYWAY.. then my dad wasn't really sure on how to open the carboot.. so he had to turn off the engine and press some button on the remote control -.-.. then my mum didn't know how to open the car door.. lol.. cannot blame her la.. the car's so weird.. you have to open it twice.. first time to unlock.. second time to open it.. hmmm.. yea.. so she didn't dare to step out of the car at all.. until i read the manual and taught her the art of car door opening. damn cute la they..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes.. and i bought the chinese book the other day.. i think it looks pretty good.. for once alissa has made a good recommendation on a CHINESE book.. LOL.. but seriously.. its very light reading.. and yea.. its just my type of book.. the school romance type.. LOL.. basically, its just about teenagers la.. at least its not abt some funny grandmother on her rocking chair staring at the mountain.. or something.. hahaha.. okok.. i think i wanna go read it soon..but shizz la.. still have to mug physics and maths and chem.. WHY OH WHY OH WHY.. nvm.. just a chapter won't hurt.. heh.. my mum's like forcing my sis to do past year papers now.. HAHA.. my mum just said.. GO DO THE NANYANG PAPER.. IT LOOKS INTERESTING! COME ON.. CHALLENGE YOURSELF.. YOU CAN DO IT! lol.. i shall go ask dar dar if the nanyang paper really was that interesting.. kkk.. i shall go now then.. tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-8053164505484586314?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/8053164505484586314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=8053164505484586314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/8053164505484586314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/8053164505484586314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello-ppl-gahh.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-3555990654212864412</id><published>2009-04-28T22:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T22:59:37.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm like in the dining hall now. trying to read ih.. LOL.. anyway.. GAHHHHHHHHH.. i might have to go for obs after all.. like after all the rushes of joy and happiness when i realised that AYG was on the first day of OBS.. its all false hope.. its finished.. nothing.. nil.. nada.. zilch.. zero.. SHIT LA.. to think alissa and i actually made plans for our 4 day date while everyone suffers under the scorching sun kayaking and sailing and walking with heavy bags.. we wanted to have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;a sleepover at my house..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;then a sleepover at her house..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;then a night at the park.. yea.. like bishan park or smth.. that'll be so cool la.. spend one whole night there playing the swings and on the merry go round.. LOL..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;a visit to road safety park! LOL.. damn random la.. alissa can be the driver/pedestrian/cyclist.. then i can be the road marshall.. HEH..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;then we can movie-marathon and shop like crazy since there'll be sales by then.. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yea.. our hopes and dreams are dashed.. SIAN.. but i don't think i can go for obs.. because i have eczema.. i should be able to be excused (RIGHT???) but if that doesn't work.. i have a plan B.. i SLEEPWALK.. yes.. i'm not kidding.. its true.. i think i repeated this story many many times.. BUT.. my mummy once found me walking out of my room with my blanket and opening the front door.. then i stoned there for awhile before closing the front door, locking it, and walking back to my room.. i think she got pretty freaked out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello! qiqi here! :) i'm gonna tie french plaits for chandel now wheeee. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.. ok.. ANYWAY.. i really really don't wanna go back for OBS.. going back for obs feels like taking napfa every year.. LOL.. and it ain't fun.. shizz.. oh.. we had dance today.. regina took the class again.. yep.. then after that we chionged back to get the last round of dinner.. before i bathed and blah blah blah.. ok.. i'm practically recounting what i did 3 hours ago.. so i shall just save you the pain and trauma and end off here.. tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-3555990654212864412?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/3555990654212864412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=3555990654212864412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/3555990654212864412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/3555990654212864412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello-ppl-im-like-in-dining-hall-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-125008164667319416</id><published>2009-04-26T18:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T18:37:05.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've changed my blog skin! yea.. cos the previous one was screwed.. its like what.. the pretty pretty photo of that girl in the bikini disappeared.. and somehow imeem doesn't play full songs on blogs anymore.. so yea.. just removed the entire song.. and yea.. instead of mugging bloody DNA, i spent an hour looking for a pretty blogskin.. yea.. and i found this.. its not exactly pretty and girly.. but its so cuteeeee.. haha.. and its the best i've found so far.. so yep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not going back to boarding school today! because i need to mug bio (more like i'm watching star awards). haha.. i MUST MUST MUST watch my zheng ge ping on tv tonight.. he's so bloody hot la.. although he's almost as old as my dad.. but gahh.. he has a way nicer body.. 6 pacs leh.. haha.. my dad's like some flabby tummy old uncle.. but nvm.. he's very cute.. LOL..and my mummy's like preparing steamboat now.. so we can enjoy good food as we ridicule all the gross outfits. heh.. then maybe after that, i'll mug bio.. shit la.. i'm so procrastinaty..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my hostel room's gonna be damn empty today cos char isn't going back either.. LOL.. and i'm hungry.. and i'm gonna eat strawberries as i watch charlie the unicorn.. and i suddenly rmbed that i have bio to mug for.. and i don't know what i'm doing now.. so i'm just gonna go.. tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-125008164667319416?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/125008164667319416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=125008164667319416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/125008164667319416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/125008164667319416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello-ppl-ive-changed-my-blog-skin-yea.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-4334315142879263518</id><published>2009-04-18T20:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T21:05:19.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahh.. my posts have really become weekly.. LOL.. whatever la.. anyway, i'm like at my cousin's house now.. with my uncle talking abt err.. dogs? oh wait he's talking abt pigs.. lol.. ok shit.. i'm crapping.. you know i actually thought the week passed damn fast. and yea.. i have to return to boarding school tmr again.. damn sad la.. I WILL LEARN TO APPRECIATE IT THOUGH. I WILL AND I CAN.. hahaha.. but the past 2 weeks were fun (without charmaine. LOL.. jk la) but yes.. its like what.. we have this study session at jingyi's room every night till like 12.. then after that we start talking crap.. LOL.. actually.. the study sessions mostly turn into talking crap sessions as well.. haha.. but yea.. love them man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i must say that i have been thoroughly enriched throughout the entire week.. LOL.. on monday, we asked the guys 2 questions because we didn't know how to start a conversation during dinner at coro.. to think liangjie actually gave us a very very detailed response.. sick much.. haha.. then on thursday, as quang, nurul, ervin, minh and i were doing our boarding school tour duty, nurul and i were again taught stuff that we hadn't known.. minh la.. he actually managed to make use of the boarding school card to explain stuff.. EWWWW.. haha..  and they were actually appalled that nurul and i were so pure.. in fact.. all the 01 girls didn't even know about what minh had taught us.. seriously you know.. when i called alissa to ask if she knew, she said it was common knowledge.. -.- like what the pong right.. HAHA.. this just goes to show that the class system really works.. ppl of the same personality are put in the same class.. that's why we have a whole class of innocent ppl and a class with not so.. erm innocent ones.. HAHA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and right.. wednesday was election day.. lol.. so a whole day of slacking and listening to speeches after speeches.. yea.. whatever.. after that, alissa and i went for our first hot date in like weeks.. haha.. miss her like shit la.. LOL.. we wanted to watch shopaholic.. yea.. i don't mind watching it again.. but then we realised we didn't have enough time.. so we ended up buying food from ngee ann city.. then we went to take neos and went shopping, where we met genie and jiali.. yea.. then after that we met andrew and luke at wisma.. i realise that the topshop at wisma doesn't appeal to me as much as the other topshop outlets. haha.. LOL.. yea.. then after that we went back.. that night,  i had such a sloppy dinner that i started craving for macs at 11pm.. so nurul hazel and i ordered macs though it was gonna be lights out.. then at 11.35, as we were sneaking down to collect our food, the security guard informed us of our impending danger... lol.. damn scary la.. cos we didn't bring enough money down since nurul forgot tobring her wallet down -.- yea.. we practically sprinted back up after paying the money so as to avoid **.. haha.. that night was oh so satisfying and fulfilling la.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok.. i have nothing to say alr.. LOL.. so i shall go now.. tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-4334315142879263518?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/4334315142879263518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=4334315142879263518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/4334315142879263518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/4334315142879263518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello-ppl-gahh.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-7807330263003415098</id><published>2009-04-10T00:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T01:01:35.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok.. i've abandoned my poor blog for 2 weeks alr.. i wanted to post last week.. but after a slight distraction from alissa that caused me to veer off course to go look at SOMETHING ELSE on youtube, i completely forgot what i was going to blog abt.. so yea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. so its the end of week 3 in boarding school.. 5 more weeks to go! YAY! haha.. actually, i'm kinda getting used to hostel life alr.. its really very very convenient.. and i get to take a nap in peace for awhile as i wait for dance to start.. and you get to give excuses for not handing in your homework.. cos you can say you left it in your home home and not your hostel home.. HEH..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.. and aditi and i went to watch shopaholic today! lol.. it was good.. and aditi thought luke brandon was hot in the scrawny way.. hahaha.. whatever la you.. today was pretty cool.. like after a short short day, we missed elective to play orientation bonding games so as to relive our childhood. first, it was an unfun game of elope.. then we played wacko in 2 versions.. the first was with our chinese names and the second was waith our surnames.. haha.. damn cool la.. if i'm ogl next year, i shall suggest this new improvisation of wacko.. then it became shoot shag marry.. lol.. anyway, after that, we all decided to go back to the hostelto just change and pack.. then as we were abt to leave for plaza sing, aditi and i got pang sehed terribly by 6 ppl.. so we decided to fully enjoy the hot date.. as we were walking out of boarding school, we spotted a blue vehicle with a sign above driving towards school, so we happily walked into school too and waited for the cool looking car.. alas, when it turned back down towards the school gate, it was noticed that the car was empty.. so aditi and i just took it lor.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to buy tickets.. omg.. it was almost sold out.. crapshit la.. we could have gotten better seats if we had gone there earlier.. we ended up with third row from the front.. but it was still manageable la.. then had macs for dinner.. and saybons wild mushroom soup for movie snack! yay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighty.. i better go sleep soon.. cos my dad wants to go walk across that funny bridge at buona vista tmr.. dont know what that is la.. i shall just be nice and make him happy and do what he wants.. haha.. k then.. nitey.. tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-7807330263003415098?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/7807330263003415098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=7807330263003415098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/7807330263003415098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/7807330263003415098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello-ppl-okok.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-800331005292320114</id><published>2009-03-29T01:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T01:20:51.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighty.. so erm.. i've been in boarding school for a week.. its not as bad as i expected la.. the only drawback, however, was the lack of aircon.. nvm.. i will survive.. and tmr, i shall bring my cat, pink head, mini pillow#1, mini pillow #2 and bolster beanie tmr so my bed looks more decorated.. haha.. seriously.. every single person who entered my room told me the same thing - my room's damn plain.. hmm.. ok.. i shall decorate it with instant noodles.. i feel like bringing the pretty lamp alissa gave me for my bdae.. but i already brought the picture frame that she got me for christmas.. LOL.. i sound as if i'm this ultra super fan of ALISSA HEW.. haha.. well, i am as a matter of fact.. hehe.. who ask her be my boyfriendd..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then maybe i can bring what little books i have on my bookshelf.. MY WHOLE LOAD OF CHIC LIT.. or maybe not.. see first la.. i shall bring books that actually look intellectual.. like errr.. EMPRESS ORCHID.. haha.. ok.. i know i've said this the billionth kazillionth time.. but gahhh.. LOVE IT LIKE SHIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. today, i went out with my family and my sister's best friend.. you know she can just practically be my sis.. its like what.. her name is CLARISSA BELLE.. and my sis is CLARABELLE.. so both names look really similar.. why do parents like to call their kids  something-belle.. anabelle, isabelle, christabelle, adorabelle, dingdongbelle.. HAHAHA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. yea.. we picked her up then took her for dinner at pastamania.. LOL.. then we went to the night safari.. i think i can memorise the whole procedure of the show alr.. haha.. its like THE SAME.. every single time i watch CREATURES OF THE NIGHT, a snake would go missing and be found somewhere under the seats.. then 3 otters wld come out and throw the cans and plastic bottles into recycling bin.. then some little animal wld try sniffing food out of a volunteer's hand.. its like in the birdpark.. some parrot named sassy wld always come out and play basketball against another parrot.. i forgot its name.. bimbo i think.. yea.. then sassy wld win and get nuts.. anyway.. back to night safari.. then we went on the tram.. it was quite dark actually.. but the commentator/introducer/ guide dude was pretty good at explaining.. though my mum felt that his tone throughout made her feel like sleeping.. whatever la you.. haha.. yep.. then we almost wanted to go for the fish foot spa thingy.. but my dad didn't allow -.- so cool letting fishes bite/suck on your foot lor.. haha.. but i guess it wld have been super ticklish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes.. and i have chinese tuition tmr.. sian.. gonna go back to boarding sch tmr..  haha.. k la.. so i better go to sleep.. tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-800331005292320114?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/800331005292320114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=800331005292320114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/800331005292320114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/800331005292320114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/03/hello-ppl-alrighty.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-1528053063505277380</id><published>2009-03-21T16:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T16:32:16.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. so one more day to absolute horror. hahaha.. actually not really la. i'm kinda looking forward to boarding. seriously. hahaha.. i began packing this morning and i realised that i practically packed all my tshirts. LOL. like 5 tshirts for boarding school then 5 tshirts for after school just in case i have to stay back.. then my 2 pe tshirts. YES. i packed TWELVE shirts and 5 fbts. yea. so i think i'm bringing a total of 3 bags. my clothes/toiletries/blahblah bag, my school bag with all my school books, files and everything, and another bag containing all my other miscellanous things like my laptop.. oh wait. i have my shoe bag too.. maybe i'll just squeeze it somewhere..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and yesterday marked the end of our combined dance pracs. hmm.. let me see.. i think the item looks quite good. LOVE LOVE LOVE the colour scheme la.. hahahahahaha.. oh and debbie still thinks she's a vampire. seriously. she BIT my shoulder before we began dancing yesterday. weirdo much. haha. oh. and after dancing 7.5 hours for 3 days straght, i must comment how my legs have grown stronger, in the sense that i've grown immune to the muscle aches. YEA.. so my muscles have expanded to the extent that i don't even feel the pain anymore. oh wow. or maybe it's just cos the practices were not that hectic. i mean.. though ut was 7.5 hours, we were in a BIG BIG group. so yea. most of the time, he'd just ask some of us to sit down while some of them danced and vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't like the colour of the sky now. it's so not cheery. and i'm currently lazing on my bed, experiencing my last few hours at home before i bid farewell to my awesome bed. haha. and i must say i'm having a gooood time now.. LOL. ok i'm crapping. i better go do GS. i've been procrastinating for too long.. TSK TSK TSK.. haha.. k then.. tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-1528053063505277380?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/1528053063505277380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=1528053063505277380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/1528053063505277380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/1528053063505277380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/03/hello-ppl-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-6232570866814654593</id><published>2009-03-19T20:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T20:32:10.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today's alr thursday.. shizz.. why do i have a feeling i'm gonna fall back into that vicious cruel evil cycle of torture again very soon? crapshit. anyway, the past few days have been alright i guess. let's see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday, i met aaron to get back my money cos my mum helped him get the nike stuff.. yea.. then we kinda had lunch and watched marley and me.. omg.. it was damn funny.. cos like in our row, there were like 4 random ppl, me and aaron then this whole row of sec 1/p6 kids. so when i saw the kids i was like o.O cos they were making a lot of noise. bleh whatever. so yea. the movie began and i kinda enjoyed it until the sad parts. the thing was i was too busy laughing to even bother shedding tears. seriously. the kids were COMICAL. the girls started BAWLING THEIR EYES OUT like how i would if i were to watch goong alone at home. but seriously. who BAWLS their eyes out in public while watching marley and me? and the guys kept dabbing their eyes. haha.. at the end of the movie, the sec1/p6 ppl were practically discussing how many times and how hard they cried. ok... no comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday was dance day. haha. had combined prac for 7.5 hours.. and i actually survived,though the lunch almost killed me. it sucked balls la.. but then again. we have to be grateful. let's all think how fortunate we are to not be born to some poor country. and yea. after that, cos the bus was gonna be late, nadine and i hitched a ride on grace's car, together with debbie, to kovan. grace's mum is cheerful. yes cheerful. seriously. haha.. damn cute. the moment we got onto the car. her mum kept up with the chirpy tone throughout her entire convo with grace. she was like. "HELLO! HOW WAS DANCE? WHAT DID YOU HAVE FOR LUNCH? NASI LEMAK? WAS IT GOOD? ARE YOU TIRED?" and yada yada yada. just that she didn't sound sian at all. haha.. then after that i stopped at dhoby gaut to pick up my leotard. but before that, i got wild mushroom soup from say bons.. MMMM.. damn niceeeeeeee&lt;3 and yes yes.. my leotard's so pretty.. i LOVE LOVE LOVE the gather.. oh and when i was going home, i was so tired i dozed off. but since i was a considerate citizen, i made it a point to not lean inwards towards the person next to me. however i did not realise i leaned outwards, probably against another person standing, much to my dismay. but of course when i woke up, i found myself sitting upright. though the person was giving me weird looks and all.. shizz.. must have been friggin unglam when i was sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was dance day again. the food was much better. chicken rice! haha.. but we had lunch a tad too early. so i was hungry by the time dance ended. dropped by kap to get sushi and wild mushroom soup AGAIN. then aditi and i were so pissed at 970 for not coming at all.. so she ended up taking 961 and i took a cab.. haha.. i was too hungry alr la.. yea.. tmr's the last combined prac day.. i hope o don't screw up. oh btw. i love the pink on the fan! DAMN NICE PINK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. and yes.. i better start packing for boarding school and start doing GS essays.. haha.. kk.. i better go have my fried rice.. though i'm still quite full.. oh well.. kk.. tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-6232570866814654593?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/6232570866814654593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=6232570866814654593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/6232570866814654593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/6232570866814654593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/03/hello-ppl-so-todays-alr-thursday.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-2264977722924127046</id><published>2009-03-16T23:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T00:04:31.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the holidays have begun.. heh.. and we're moving into hostel this sunday.. i'm actually thinking whether i should wear pjs.. LOL.. so retarded.. cos alissa's gonna wear pjs at night and she's asking me if i want to.. problem is: my PRESENTABLE pjs are mini dresses from ausino.. and even if i wear shorts underneath, it just looks wrong.. my other pjs are like childish.. LOL.. i shan't comment further.. ANYWAY, i went shopping with my mum today! but then i didn't really buy a lot.. sian la.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like i met my mum at city hall then we went to orchard.. i shld have just taken a bus and met my mum at orchard right -.- lol.. anyway, since it was raining so heavily, we couldn't go to orchard hotel.. so we ended up at din tai fung for xiao long bao.. the service at the wisma outlet sucks balls.. seriously.. the paragon one's still the bestzxzx.. heh.. then after that, we went to taka to get my book from kino.. haha.. cos i figured i'd be bored in hostel some day..so i better go get a book since i've read all the books in my shelf a gazillion times.. haha.. not like i have many books.. they're really awesome though.. haha.. let's see.. i have a heck lot of chic lit.. empress orchid, some book about empress wu ze tian.. ehhh.. some biography of somebody.. aiyah.. i don't really have a lot of serious books.. haha.. mostly fun chic lit.. and my books abt chinese empresses. don't ask me why i like books abt CHINESE EMPRESSES.. i'm weird.. actually i like asian literature generally.. ahha.. i don't know.. it just gives me a sense of familiarity, i guess.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea.. then we walked to orchard point after that.. and guess who i saw?? I SAW THE HOTTEST PERSON ALIVE ON THE PLANET! OMG OMG OMG OMG.. I COULDN'T BELIEVE MY EYES LA.. LIKE JUST IN FRONT OF ME STOOD THE LEGENDARY SINGER/STUDENT/WATER POLO HOTTIE! I SAW MARCUS LEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! hahaha.. i literally stood rooted to the ground with my mouth wide open for 2 seconds.. then i continued walking cos my mum would think i was kuku.. BUT YES!! MARCUS! I SAW HIM IN HIS RI/RJC UNIFORM! HOTNESS! and coincidentally, when i was in popular, i heard his song, ai ru chao shui.. haha.. ok.. its not HIS song.. but he sang it.. really well, though he got out that round.. sigh.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea.. anyway.. then we went to sonata to get my new leotard.. haha.. my new one looks quite nice.. its something like my current black one.. just that it has an additional crisscross thing at the lower back.. and a gather in front.. heh.. so pretty:) oh.. and its black.. i was so tempted to make it like some nice colour like purple but then images of mr dan nagging and nagging and nagging came to mind.. so i made the painful decision and told the lady that i wanted black:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.. and i was supposed to shop for clothes my wardrobe needed today but guess what.. MY MUM DIDN'T LIKE THE HULA AND CO DRESSES I PICKED OUT. so yea la.. no clothes.. she said the dresses i picked out were so ah ma.. WHATEVER LA.. even alissa said it was pretty.. blehhh.. nvm.. next time when i become some big wig or smth, i shall buy everything in hula and co.. and i shall wear it for my mum everyday.. and she'll have no say over what i wear cos the money ain't her's.. LALALALALA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.. and today is genie's birthday! SO HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY SWEET SIXTEENTH! LOVE YOU GENIE HONEY&lt;3 i shall wish you eternal happiness with erm.. seung ri? HAHA.. kk.. i better go sleep now.. tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-2264977722924127046?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/2264977722924127046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=2264977722924127046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/2264977722924127046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/2264977722924127046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/03/hello-ppl-so-holidays-have-begun.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-1638424172145895</id><published>2009-03-14T21:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T21:36:44.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY ASS WEEK HAS ENDED! YAY!! but i think i screwed the papers up.. only econs was good.. haha.. love love love econs&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. so yesterday we were supposed to go class outing.. i think the class likes to cheat my feelings. because right, i put up a poll on the blog to let the ppl vote when they're free and what they wanna do.. so the polls showed that 16 ppl were free yesterday and all wanted to go east coast park.. and what did we do in the end ytd? a total of FIVE ppl turned up and we went to plaza sing and cathay. what happened to the other 9 ppl? hmm.. but then again, yesterday was fun. and the movie was pretty good.. like we went for pizza hut.. then walked to cathay for a movie.. and on the way.. i found out what jude's middle name was.. omg.. damn sick.. HAHAHAHAHA.. oh.. and the guys were obsessed over BRIGHT YELLOW NAIL POLISH. yes seriously. we walked past the nail polish shop and wengkin and liang jie were like.. eh omg.. yellow nail polish so chio.. wtp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we watched PUSH.. and because wengkin brought his DSLR, we began camwhoring with each other.. lol.. and i actually thought fan bing bing was a guy.. can't blame me k.. the poster was misleading.. yea.. then after that i went to find my boyfriend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was waiting for her at raffles city.. then we walked towards esplanade after that.. and i swear.. i had the cheapest dinner ever with alissa last night.. a sandwich and a bottle of apple juice at mrs fields. then she had a muffin.. then we started talking and talking and talking.. HAHA.. so fun to BOND with her.. haha.. and alissa.. we must seriously do up the youtube video k.. haha! can post on facebook too.. then tag everyone! yea.. then after 2 hours of bonding.. we went shopping.. heh.. i found 2 really pretty dresses at topshop.. they are so gonna be mine.. after great singapore sales.. HAHA its like what.. 100+ bucks.. how to buy?? 2 of them somemore.. haha.. oh.. and alissa and i went to look at kid's clothes.. HAHA.. so ADORABLE!! its like so flowery and sweet.. haha.. then we kept getting weird looks from the store ppl.. cos alissa was in school uni.. fancy finding jc kids looking for kid's clothes.. oh my.. yea.. then alissa bought peanut pancake and i got soya bean.. and we went home.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had dance today. exhaustion. went orchard to window shop after that.. then met my parents before sending my sis to her friend's birthday party.. seriously.. kids these days.. my sis has been playing for like 3 weeks.. 2 weeks ago, there were 2 bdae parties going on.. one in the morning one in the afternoon.. then last week, she went to her friend's house to play.. and today.. she went to her KINDERGARTEN FRIEND'S bdae party.. haha.. so cute..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. i wanna go watch my taiwan dramas now. tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-1638424172145895?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/1638424172145895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=1638424172145895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/1638424172145895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/1638424172145895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/03/hello-ppl-finally-ass-week-has-ended.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-4195752938722180459</id><published>2009-03-08T20:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T20:57:48.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i shld be studying now.. but i felt the burning need to express how proud i am of myself.. I HAVE FINALLY BEATEN TABITHA WONG HUAI JIAO IN GEO CHALLENGEEEEEEEEE! after 1 hour of trying.. haha.. i improved from 10000 to 16679 or smth like that ok.. SO PRO RIGHTTTTT? i was so happy when i saw my score la.. and alissa says i have no damn life.. whatever.. at least its academically related.. so err.. i'm sort of mugging.. heh.. buy knowing how mongolia looks like on the map.. and where the ayers rock is.. and where santiago is located.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh no.. alissa said tabby's gonna go home and play somemore.. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.. i tried so hard to beat her.. i can't let her defeat me so easily.. shizz.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. ok.. so i spent the whole day mugging econs.. haha.. ok.. not the whole day.. its like what.. i studied for an hour.. then made lunch and watched tv for 2 hours.. then went back to work for 1.5 hours.. then watched tv again for an hour.. then studied again for 1.5 hours and took a 20 min break.. then studied for 1 hour plus.. then turned on my lappy.. then played geo challenge.. then went to bathe.. then talked to audie abt econs for a while and took down somemore notes.. then continued playing geo challenge till now lor.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok.. i better go back to work.. my mummy's buying subway back for me.. yea.. they left me at home for the whole day.. like since 8.30 am.. up till now.. more than 12 hours.. i feel so unloved man.. kkk.. tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-4195752938722180459?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/4195752938722180459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=4195752938722180459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/4195752938722180459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/4195752938722180459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/03/hello-ppl-i-know-i-shld-be-studying-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-3301304916901463425</id><published>2009-03-07T08:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T09:08:55.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so everyone shld kinda be in mugger mode now.. shizz.. this is what ass week does to ppl.. it destroys them.. no wonder its called ASS week.. ok.. i'm crapping.. i shall start work at 9am la.. haha.. i don't have to go for dance today.. lalalalala.. oh.. and i realised that my dad placed 3 pens inside the lamp that alissa gave me for my biirthday, in an attempt to make my bedside table look neater.. shizz.. how am i gonna turn on the lamp now.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay.. my mum just called! we're going to sushi tei tonight.. so i better study harder.. haha.. oh oh oh.. and i got a C for 2.4.. HAHAHAHAHA.. so proud of myself.. but my timing's quite err.. 15.21 mins.. average i guess.. but yay.. i ran.. even liang jie said i was pro.. ok.. maybe that's just cos i walk most of the time during 2.4 practices.. and err.. for roadrun.. i was top 10 from the back.. but hey.. i actually can run a little 0k.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes.. boarding school.. i've been having mixed feelings abt it ever since some seniors stayed and told us it wasn't as good as they had expected. but well.. i guess i've decided to stay.. like maybe i should overlook all the un-niceness abt the place.. and treat it like a 2 month long class chalet.. haha.. sounds so much more fun la can.. yea.. and if we go down the register to determine our room mates, i'll either have SARA or CHARMAINE. sara's really nice and sweet.. haha.. so if i talk talk talk the whole night in the room, she'll just keep listening.. then char.. well, she's neat la.. haha.. so she can help keep my messy part neat.. LOL.. charmaine the maid.. CHARMAID! HAHAHAHA.. okok.. i shall stop making fun of her name.. later she scold me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. alrighty.. nothing much to blog abt le.. I'M SO LOOKING FORWARD TO MARCH HOLIDAYS. haha.. kk.. tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-3301304916901463425?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/3301304916901463425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=3301304916901463425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/3301304916901463425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/3301304916901463425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/03/hello-ppl-so-everyone-shld-kinda-be-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-2682084873329988775</id><published>2009-02-28T19:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T16:29:39.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was road run.. i managed to get top 10.. from the back:) heh.. i was practically strolling with alissa la.. not that i'm proud of it of course. but erm.. what's the point of chionging since i probably won't make it to the real top 10.. its like.. what if i'm the eleventh? isn't that as good as getting number 110th? just stroll within 30 mins la.. haha.. my contribution of 1 point to lignum is enough.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. it struck me.. so i shall address this blogpost to my love&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. when i saw what happened to you today, i couldn't help but break down.. i cried because i saw you suffering but i just couldn't do anything to relief you of your pain.. i cried because i thought i was a bad friend.. i cried because i had this sudden fear of losing you.. i've always been taking you for granted because i thought that you'd always be there for me when i want a hug, or when i need somebody to confide in.. or when i simply need a friend.. however, you made me realise that all these could become unreality with a snap of our fingers.. it pained me to see you like that while i looked on.. i wanted to go to you so badly to tell you how much i treasured you as a friend at that very moment. no matter how many times your sister hid my shoe behind your dining room's curtains, i still loved you because i knew you were an awesome friend. perhaps i merely suffered from shock when i first saw you panting and shivering helplessly. i got scared and i panicked. so.. i just wanna tell you that.. i really really really really love you ok.. *fine.. i shall name you*.. i love you hazel&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes.. so i shall go do my econs article evaluation now.. tata..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-2682084873329988775?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/2682084873329988775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=2682084873329988775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/2682084873329988775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/2682084873329988775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/02/hello-ppl-today-was-road-run.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-3936923607120063949</id><published>2009-02-26T08:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T08:26:19.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO PPL:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in school now! heh.. first time i'm using this laptop in school.. feels err.. normal.. ok whatever.. anyway.. since i don't feel like mugging or doing anything, i figured i should just update my half dead blog.. omg.. joewei just walked past and said 'hey' to nurul in a uber pervy tone.. and jeremy just walked past.. but he daoed nurul.. heh.. i'm so energetic today cos i saw my boyfriend early in the morning.. she was like CHANDELLLLLL.. then i turned around and saw a friggin bimbo in front of me.. alissa, my bimbo boyfriend who loves pink like crazyy.. you know she should be jailed for attempting to strike her beloved girlfriend on the head with a black corrugated board.. though it didn't cause any grevious hurt or any sort, it was the intention! HOW COULD YOU DO THAT TO ME?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahhh.. there're only 5 ppl in class now.. oh wait.. wenyi just walked in. wtpong.. he made a grand and err.. loud entrance.. anyway.. audie and wengkin are sleeping.. jude's trying to do chem..nurul is studying econs while waving to passers by.. and i'm blogging.. like wth.. akshay's talking to nurul abt her funny econs question now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. almost everyone i talked to yesterday saw a perfect pretty rainbow yesterday.. 2 actually.. just that 1 was a tad too faint.. but still.. A RAINBOWW! aditi took a pic of it for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SaXghyTfpoI/AAAAAAAAAws/ucGZYcOOL48/s1600-h/IMG_0460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306894606969841282" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SaXghyTfpoI/AAAAAAAAAws/ucGZYcOOL48/s320/IMG_0460.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;SO NICE RIGHTTTTTTT.. looks so.... fairy tale like.. RAINBOWS RAWKK.. omg.. i sound so sec 1.. okok.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;akshay just realised wenyi was in his GS group.. then he was like 'OH yea.. its like who ah.. nigel, geraint, me, you and a girl.. who ah? OH YEA.. simin.. is she tall?' LOL.. simin is tall.. wengkin just commented that the rainbow was really magnificent.. and he saw it too -.- ok.. i'm running out of adjectives for the nice nice rainbow.. my vocab.. shizz.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;ok.. with everyone mugging and doing god knows what, i reckon i should just end here.. whatever... tata&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;chendol&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-3936923607120063949?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/3936923607120063949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=3936923607120063949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/3936923607120063949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/3936923607120063949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/02/hello-ppl-im-in-school-now-heh.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SaXghyTfpoI/AAAAAAAAAws/ucGZYcOOL48/s72-c/IMG_0460.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-922828244709141979</id><published>2009-02-21T22:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T23:40:02.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall update again.. heh.. but i don't know what to say.. hmm.. oh yes.. ass week is coming.. lalalalalalala.. i'm SO excited.. physics just drives me crazy.. ok not really.. i just need to clear that x-y axis thingy up.. then it should still be semi-bearable.. omg.. i have pins and needles.. GAHHHHHHHHHHHH..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. i've been busy cip-ing this week at commonwealth.. let's just say that this experience was well.. an interesting one.. an eye opener indeed. i don't know.. it just made me realise how very lucky i am to be erm.. me.. i'm now sounding zilian here or anything.. but i think my life doesn't suck at all when i meet the kids.. sigh.. i've always thought cip was shredding paper using a paper shredder.. because err.. everytime i go to the cip place.. the person at SPD will not let me interact with the people.. yea.. she just throws me in front of the computer and makes me delete photos for the company album.. or call principals up to ask them to do the charity ang pao thing.. or... just shred paper lor.. yea.. i've never interacted with people during cip.. something new, i guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.. we learnt phrase e,f,g,h,i for dance today.. haha.. used the fan.. i thought it was damn cool.. i like itttttttt.. haha.. i don't mind just doing e,f,g,h,i.. and not a,b,c,d.. its getting weirder and weirder.. and mr dan doesn't like my green leotard.. he says it isn't a dark colour.. hello.. the name of the fabric is BOTTLE GREEN.. its description: the green is DARK.. and you tell me this colour isn't dark enough.. you even let maroon pass la can.. evil shitzxz.. but.. its a good thing.. cos this means that i can get a new leotard.. black, double criss cross, gather in front.. yeah manzxzx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had family dinner today cos it was my granny's bdae.. then sinclair was asking me abt phrase e,f,g,h,i during dinner since her dance teacher is mr dan as well.. lol.. she's so cute. and tall.. gosh.. you know when i wore heels, i was finally the same height as her.. she's insanely tall.. you have height issues. oh.. and right.. every dish that was served had mushrooms in it.. heh.. my favourite.. i love love love love love love love mushrooms.. for my bdae present, i shall get loads&lt;br /&gt;of mushroom flavoured maggie mee.. hehe.. you see.. i'm not materialistic.. i ask for the simplest things in life.. unlike SOME ppl.. HAHAHAHA.. AGNES B BAG CHARM/ KEYCHAINS/ GODKNOWSWHAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. omg.. alissa was damn random just now.. our convo was like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;alissa ♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;HEY GIRLFRIENDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Chandel eloise. arielle. christle says:&lt;br /&gt;HELLOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;alissa ♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;WANNA GO ON HOT DATE NEXT WEEK OR NOTT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Chandel eloise. arielle. christle says:&lt;br /&gt;OKOKOKOKOKOK&lt;br /&gt;Chandel eloise. arielle. christle says:&lt;br /&gt;WHENNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;alissa ♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;alissa ♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;OMG WHEN CAN YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Chandel eloise. arielle. christle says:&lt;br /&gt;erm&lt;br /&gt;Chandel eloise. arielle. christle says:&lt;br /&gt;anyday.....&lt;br /&gt;Chandel eloise. arielle. christle says:&lt;br /&gt;monday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;alissa ♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;haha so free ah.&lt;br /&gt;alissa ♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;haha not free till 630&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Chandel eloise. arielle. christle says:&lt;br /&gt;or friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;alissa ♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;friday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Chandel eloise. arielle. christle says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;Chandel eloise. arielle. christle says:&lt;br /&gt;OK&lt;br /&gt;Chandel eloise. arielle. christle says:&lt;br /&gt;AWESOME&lt;br /&gt;Chandel eloise. arielle. christle says:&lt;br /&gt;where you wanna go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;alissa ♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;HAAA YAYYYYYY&lt;br /&gt;alissa ♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;I DUNNO!&lt;br /&gt;alissa ♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;wanna go TOWN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Chandel eloise. arielle. christle says:&lt;br /&gt;OKOK&lt;br /&gt;Chandel eloise. arielle. christle says:&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA GO TO ORCHARD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;alissa ♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHA YAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Chandel eloise. arielle. christle says:&lt;br /&gt;eh but ass week coming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;alissa ♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;one evening my dear.&lt;br /&gt;alissa ♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;then we hit the books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and so.. within 2.5 mins.. a date was set.. and as you can see.. I'M CONCERNED ABT ASS WEEK.. UNLIKE SOMEBODY.. hehe.. but i still love my boyfriend muchly.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. ok.. see.. i always forget what i wanna say when i start actual blogging.. but when i publish this thing.. everything just comes to mind.. haha.. alrighty.. i gotta go IHing.. tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-922828244709141979?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/922828244709141979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=922828244709141979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/922828244709141979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/922828244709141979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/02/hello-ppl-i-shall-update-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-8426002048813368181</id><published>2009-02-15T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T22:58:14.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just finished my geog essay.. haha.. you know when alissa said it actually made sense, i was so elated i wanted to kiss her. just that she was all the way at ulu pandan.. so yea.. but nvm.. she can feel my love over a long distance.. cos its just too intense.. LOL.. anyway.. yea.. i still have differentiation and err.. chem to revise.. sigh.. i lead a sad life.. genie echo and charmaine came over just now to do leadership-.- YES.. they came to my house.. to do something that wasn;t even graded.. how lame is that man.. yea.. but i think our poster is very pretty.. cos i picked out the colours.. HEH.. of course it has to be pretty la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. shizz.. you know.. always when i'm outside.. i'll think of a million and one things to blog abt.. then when i'm actually on this page, I forget what i wanna say.. I feel as if i'm like this guy who has a lot of things to say to his crush.. then when he finally faces her.. his legs become jelly-like and he forgets everything.. lol.. hmm.. oh yes.. valentine's day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a flower on valentine's day! it was from ervin! heh.. he gave me a red daisy.. it was so pretty.. until ppl started becoming jealous of me and began plucking my daisy's petals mercilessly.. seriously.. what kind of shit friends are they.. and it didn't help that my daisy was dying.. so the petals dropped on its own as well.. by the end of the day. i was left with 5 petals.. 3 long ones and 2 short ones.. then when i reached home.. there was only 1 intact petal.. WHY OH WHY DO I LEAD SUCH A WRETCHED LIFE.. I DON'T HAVE A HOT VALENTINE AND NOW.. EVEN MY ONLY VALENTINE'S DAY POSSESSION HAS TO BE SUCKY AND DYING.. WHYWHYWHYWHYWHY.. but i did spend v day meaningfully yesterday.. i spent it doing research for geog! then i went for a hot date with a hot guy - and 2 other random females.. LOL.. am i kidding? yea i am.. my dad bought chilli crab home. so i savoured it with him - and my mum and sis.. LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighty.. so that was my weekend.. and i don't feel like blogging now.. you know when i actually publish this post, i wld think of the remaining nine hundred and ninety nine thousand nine hundred and ninety nine things to say.. gahhhh.. k then.. let me post this and recall what i've wanted to say.. tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-8426002048813368181?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/8426002048813368181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=8426002048813368181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/8426002048813368181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/8426002048813368181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/02/hello-ppl-i-just-finished-my-geog-essay.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-2905085614884874583</id><published>2009-02-08T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T23:06:58.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my laptop has been dead for a week. Haven't bothered to revived it yet. My dad says we can go to the LG shop anytime. problem is, i have no time. so yeaa.. i'm using the backup laptop now.. it's like sony.. and has like 'fake crocodile skin' i don't know la.. my dad said it's faux skin.. so ok.. i shall believe him.. anyway.. this laptop has erm.. a webcam? not like my laopok LG one. and i'm so fascinated by it. i tried it with alissa last week. heh.. an save on phone bills lor.. this webcam thing is so cool.. okok.. i'm a bit outdated.. BLEHH..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. with the demise of my beloved LG laptop, I can kinda intepret what this means. It symbolises an end. Gone are the memories, happy and unhappy. I shall therefore just go according to heaven's will. I will not hold on anymore. I have tried time and again to let go and forget. I told myself that hey.. it doesn't bother me at all. I made myself not get affected whenever I hear of/see things related. I thought I had been doing well all along. But I was merely fooling myself. All this realisation occured after a short chat with debbie on our way out from school. It still bothers me. it does. I haven't forgotten. completely that is. However, since it's so obvious how things are gonna become, why not just fling it behind me and look ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. i can't believe i just said that. WHO MOVED MY CHEESE seriously rocks.. haha.. i read the kid's version somemore.. haha.. it's like so nicely illustrated and i've read it for the umpteenth time.. it just keeps me glued though its just a few pages.. WHEEEE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighty.. so i'm supposed to be completing chinese.. and we're gonna do titration again tmr.. i think i forgot the procedure alr.. shitzxz.. HAHA.. oh.. and i went v day gift shopping just now.. bought soft toy flowers, lollipops and chocolates.. hehe.. surprisingly, the flowers were cheaper than before.. maybe its cos they're smaller.. HAHA.. anyway yep.. then i went home and did some work.. then my granny, grandad and cousin came for dinner.. and my cousin and i started talking about zimbabwe's politics.. LOL.. i can actually engage in a convo regarding politics OF ANOTHER COUNTRY. kk.. i better get back to work yea.. haha.. kk.. nitey.. tata..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-2905085614884874583?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/2905085614884874583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=2905085614884874583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/2905085614884874583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/2905085614884874583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/02/hey-ppl-so-my-laptop-has-been-dead-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-6550323097961489270</id><published>2009-02-05T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T22:19:43.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looooong time since i blogged again.. oh well.. another busy week.. i seriously seriously envy the OGLS and the SH1s la.. BLEHHHH.. a whole week of fun fun and more fun.. and what do we poor souls do? work work and more work lor.. but its ok.. cos i had my week of fun alr.. and this week's actually my bonus.. nice molly actually let me participate in walk in! HAHA.. ponned almost the whole of tuesday! YAYYYYYYYYY.. but that was just missing LA.. yea.. like what the shit.. haha.. so yep.. i really really enjoyed ogling.. if given the opportunity, i would definitely be one next year again.. but that is if i actually get approved to be one again.. haha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know everytime i join a school.. there'll only be like one or two highlights of my school experience there.. yea.. like in rgps.. i rmb completing the chief commissioner's badge for brownies.. haha.. viona was in the same brownie batch as me.. BROWNIE BATCH.. LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then in cedar.. i rmb conducting the dreams and teams camp thingy.. haha.. something like being an ogl.. then you lead this grp of primary sixes around doing weird leadership team building stuff.. and you have students from other countries (part of the dreams and teams organisation) coming as well.. haha.. most imptly, you get to pon lessons.. though that was after exams alr.. ANYWAY.. i also fondly rmb my cheerleading days.. all the intensive practices.. and the sense of achievement when we actually got first.. haha.. first time i actually shed tears of joy.. or maybe it was just leftover tears from 5 mins before when i actually thought we were going to lose cos the music got screwed.. and i will most definitely not forget our beijing exchange trip.. haha.. the 10 cedar girls and 9 vs guys.. LOL.. the climbing of the great wall and sitting on the steps.. making ppl think we were beggars.. and the toilet sessions.. and michelle's shopping.. and my buddy.. haha.. all the fun times.. and after we returned to singapore.. we kinda still remained bonded.. haha.. formed the MSC - michelle.sheriel.chandel.. hehe.. and of course my awesome handbell mates.. hehe.. da niang.. dorothy.. xinping.. haha.. everyone la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course.. in NJ.. aristal was fun.. but orientation was just.. i don't know unforgettable? haha.. i don't know.. i just liked it alot.. maybe it was the ponning of lessons that made me so satisfied.. LOL.. but also.. when your OG ppl see you in school and say hi enthusiastically.. you kinda just feel so.. i don't know.. loved.. especially when even the dao dao i-don't-give-a-damn guys say hi.. HAHA.. ytd was so nice. i was at the canteen.. then i walked past my OG guys' table.. then gerald was like.. "EHH.. you're also here! HELLO!" haha.. so cute right.. then ryan was like.. "OI! just now i say hi to you.. then you nvr say hi back!" haha.. see.. just goes to show that even if they seem dao and aloof.. truth is.. they're really nice and adorable kids.. hehe.. love my OG to bits and pieces. i'm really looking forward to OG outing.. HEHE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk.. so yes.. oh.. and walk in's finally over.. no more daily intensive pracs.. HAHA.. really must thank all the lignum dancers for being so cooperative and nice:) haha.. i think we really did a good job! YAYYYYYY.. haha.. kk.. on a not so light tone.. i have to go do physics now.. so yep.. tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-6550323097961489270?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/6550323097961489270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=6550323097961489270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/6550323097961489270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/6550323097961489270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/02/hello-ppl-looooong-time-since-i-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-3212574068222992254</id><published>2009-01-30T23:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T23:46:37.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SYMe0Ielo7I/AAAAAAAAAwk/S879yPN-Ss0/s1600-h/kebaya2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297111467695645618" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SYMe0Ielo7I/AAAAAAAAAwk/S879yPN-Ss0/s320/kebaya2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NEW YEAR KEBAYA:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SYMezypqpFI/AAAAAAAAAwc/y3nVWSayCAY/s1600-h/me+and+sinclair.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297111461836530770" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SYMezypqpFI/AAAAAAAAAwc/y3nVWSayCAY/s320/me+and+sinclair.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SINCLAIR AND ME:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SYMezt2hyZI/AAAAAAAAAwU/ist0r3AbyQE/s1600-h/me+and+belle.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297111460548299154" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SYMezt2hyZI/AAAAAAAAAwU/ist0r3AbyQE/s320/me+and+belle.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;BELLE AND ME&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SYMezbuo6ZI/AAAAAAAAAwM/TuqpL_Wtonc/s1600-h/belle2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297111455683373458" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SYMezbuo6ZI/AAAAAAAAAwM/TuqpL_Wtonc/s320/belle2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;BELLE AND YANG YANG THE DOG&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297110081830158898" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SYMdjduggjI/AAAAAAAAAwE/uwBSDx-pGYI/s320/belle.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LIKE HER GREEN KEBAYA TOP LOR..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SYMdjP1C9EI/AAAAAAAAAv8/rQrs0twTV60/s1600-h/alissame3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297110078099485762" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SYMdjP1C9EI/AAAAAAAAAv8/rQrs0twTV60/s320/alissame3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALISSA BOYFRIEND AND ME&lt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SYMdi3GZ82I/AAAAAAAAAv0/DsQ48iQwLdk/s1600-h/genieme2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297110071461409634" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SYMdi3GZ82I/AAAAAAAAAv0/DsQ48iQwLdk/s320/genieme2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GENIE AND ME AFTER PE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SYMdiAZHvbI/AAAAAAAAAvs/c06aahuDfHg/s1600-h/hazel+and+me.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297110056775957938" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SYMdiAZHvbI/AAAAAAAAAvs/c06aahuDfHg/s320/hazel+and+me.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ME AND HAZEL GOH GOH GOH..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SYMdhNoTjcI/AAAAAAAAAvk/dkoP3kdFlg8/s1600-h/qiqi+and+me.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297110043149438402" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SYMdhNoTjcI/AAAAAAAAAvk/dkoP3kdFlg8/s320/qiqi+and+me.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QIQI AND ME:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SYMca1KW2oI/AAAAAAAAAvc/mkQbz-8iS7c/s1600-h/ogls1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297108833990531714" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SYMca1KW2oI/AAAAAAAAAvc/mkQbz-8iS7c/s320/ogls1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01 OGLS.. WHERE'S ECHO?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297108833897038834" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SYMca00EQ_I/AAAAAAAAAvU/hXA-x9g8fu4/s320/class+photo+4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWESOME OG4!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SYMcaudg6dI/AAAAAAAAAvM/p4ydKkwjNsM/s1600-h/class+photo3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297108832191834578" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SYMcaudg6dI/AAAAAAAAAvM/p4ydKkwjNsM/s320/class+photo3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; EVERYBODY SAY FO-UR!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SYMcaiN6OJI/AAAAAAAAAvE/OPHxWkijb74/s1600-h/class+photo2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297108828905158802" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SYMcaiN6OJI/AAAAAAAAAvE/OPHxWkijb74/s320/class+photo2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FOUR FOUR FOUR FOUR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SYMcaM7J4rI/AAAAAAAAAu8/rgXSEMzqscM/s1600-h/class+photo1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297108823189349042" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SYMcaM7J4rI/AAAAAAAAAu8/rgXSEMzqscM/s320/class+photo1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CUTE JUNIORS:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha.. so yep.. i shall just let these pictures tell its own story.. nitey.. tata..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;chendol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-3212574068222992254?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/3212574068222992254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=3212574068222992254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/3212574068222992254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/3212574068222992254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year-kebaya-sinclair-and-me-belle.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SYMe0Ielo7I/AAAAAAAAAwk/S879yPN-Ss0/s72-c/kebaya2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-2986599247863140877</id><published>2009-01-25T02:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T02:23:59.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall just post since ppl like gan haoqing comment that i shouldn't put my blog's url on my pm since it is pretty much dead. it is NOT dead ok. i repeat. it is ALIVE. because everytime it starts to die, i revive it with CPR.. haha.. ok.. i'm starting to not make sense.. because as genie says.. we make DOLLARS! hahaha.. okok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i had math tuition in the morning.. then i went back to school for walk in prac.. lol.. we are pro shitzxz and i love love love the dance&lt;3 haha.. yea.. then after walk in prac, i went to united square to meet my parents.. then i went off for reunion dinner number 2 at this hokkien restaurant with my paternal grandparents.. the yusheng was really good:) so was the shark's fin.. haha.. anyway.. as i looked at my grandparents eat, i realised how much they've aged.. but also the inner child in them.. you know how ppl who don't practise always use their chopsticks wrongly? haha.. my dad, mum, grandad, sis and i all cannot use the chopsticks properly.. haha.. normally, you only see little kids crisscrossing their chopsticks instead of erm.. opening and closing it?? yea.. so by right, i was expecting my grandad to be a pro at it since he's like so old.. and so chinese.. but hey.. he's just like me.. then i looked at my grandpa a little longer.. i realised he had cute hair.. HAHA.. his silverish white strands (i wanted to say locks. -.-) were like standing.. lol.. as i looked on, i finally came to understand what ppl always meant when they said that your grandparents make you smile.. not laugh.. but smile.. at how adorable you find them and how you're so glad you call them granny or grandad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea.. CNY's like technically tmr since its 2.21am alr.. i think i have everything ready.. but i still need my pink top and preferably another white one cos i have 2 more pretty skirt like shorts(not culottes) oh wells.. i shall go shop for them during the post CNY sales.. according to my mum, such sales actually exist.. hmm.. ok lor.. haha.. kk.. i better go sleep.. tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-2986599247863140877?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/2986599247863140877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=2986599247863140877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/2986599247863140877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/2986599247863140877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-ppl-i-shall-just-post-since-ppl.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-7805962708808128929</id><published>2009-01-24T00:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T00:41:59.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. so i'm blogging less and less frequently.. shizz.. not my fault k.. cos we were like bombarded with homework.. and projects.. and A STUPID CHEM QUIZ.. haha.. i didn't even hand in my LA AQ cos i was too tired to do so last night.. anyway.. so school has finally officially began for me.. no more orientation:( i kinda miss it you know.. all the fun we had with OG4 and the walk in dance pracs.. haha.. buttttttt.. i get to go for walk in dance pracs again.. cos i'm most prob performing for orientation 2 as well:) kkk.. what should i blog about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes.. today was CNY celebrations.. we had a mini bonding session with our juniors before the concert.. then we loh hei-ed.. and snacked.. lol.. the bonding session was.. let's just say.. gahh.. i don't know what to say abt it.. it was alright la.. but it just made me realise how important it was for all of us to know our rightful place, and also not to wrongfully assume because it just makes an ass out of u and me.. i shan't comment further.. the juniors were cute though:) and there was this girl who shared the same name as amy's pretty sister.. you know i was on facebook yesterday.. then i saw amy sister's picture on her fb account.. she looked so sweet.. yep yep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after the concert, we had a mini dance meeting.. then aditi and i set off for orchard.. we shopped a little.. then played with those educational toys at the kids' department.. then we shopped more.. haha.. oh and aditi! i bought the pink one with that accessory in the middle! so niceeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.. yes yes.. and i realise that ALOT of ppl don't go home after half day celebrations at school.. lol.. i saw like quite a few familiar faces.. like avril and amanda.. siying.. liu tong and the chinese scholars.. an ex rafflesian named lynette loo.. then when i went to raffles city with my mum.. i met a few more njcians.. though i don't know who.. haha.. i finally bought my shoes.. i got this pair of heels.. damn pretty.. then i got my bed sheet.. my quilt cover.. somemore pjs.. hehe.. YAY.. but i still need 1 more top.. like those with a ribbon you can tie around your neck (something like a scarf attached to the shirt? or ruffles(sp?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. yep.. so that was my day.. oh yea.. after shopping.. i went for a vegetarian reunion dinner with my granny and aunt.. lol.. so that concludes my day.. and i shall go sleep now cos my eyelids are drooping.. BLEHH.. haha.. kk.. tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-7805962708808128929?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/7805962708808128929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=7805962708808128929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/7805962708808128929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/7805962708808128929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-ppl-ok_24.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-8650514898903891959</id><published>2009-01-17T00:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T00:26:50.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had fun today.. haha.. sigh.. today marks the end of orientation 1 with the ever adorable OG4.. haha.. and they're all gonna be separated into various classes.. i seriously dont know why they had to learn lignum cheers then.. haha.. anyway.. yes.. gonna miss them a lot.. spending 5 days with them was well.. awesome generally.. despite the slight disputes here and there.. what with the mass dance being R21.. and not wanting to touch a girl.. haha.. so cute right.. yep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today we went for lessons as usual from 8-9.. had GS with mr keith tan first.. he's so funny.. and we were supposed to fill in this form thingy on like who your greatest hero is.. your most prized possession.. your greatest fear and yada yada yada.. so when he asked who my greatest hero was.. i was like.. MARCUS LEE.. then half the class started laughing.. what's wrong with worshipping super hot water polo ppl who can sing and study.. NOTHING WRONG OK.. NOTHING. haha.. yea.. then we had pe.. though all the OGLs ponned it.. we watched the class run 2.4.. and they all failed.. well.. we all know the reason why they didn't make the cut.. let's just keep it to ourselves, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep.. then it was WAR GAMES.. shizz.. xinru and claire! kept aiming at the OGLS.. stupid shit.. haha.. bully us.. you die. yea.. it was pretty fun.. like throwing at ppl.. and getting thrown at.. but it hurt a little.. lol.. especially throws by xinru.. this girl has muscles i tell you.. she should go join canoeing.. haha.. yea.. and it was damn funny.. choon fah got taupoked twice on the field.. and got dunked.. haha.. genie and i were laughing our asses off.. yea. then we went to change.. had lunch.. then OG bonding.. that was when i was made to do a super obscene forfeit.. OG4.. YOU SUCK. haha.. then we had mass dance competition.. daniel let me and grace be judges! haha. together with letts and tracy.. and this other ignis girl who was from cedar.. shizz.. i don't know how to spell her name.. yep.. then we had house bonding.. i love lignum&lt;3&gt;&lt; i grew to love your company.. haha.. i hope you'd find nj as enjoyable as you want it to be.. and erm.. as bryan said.. don't fail your exams.. haha.. yep yep.. rmb to keep in contact with each other though you'll all be in different classes.. cos you are still OG4! haha.. let me conclude with retarded cheers OG4 ogls like us are capable of coming up with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OG 4 OI!&lt;br /&gt;OI!&lt;br /&gt;OG 4 OI!&lt;br /&gt;OI!&lt;br /&gt;OG 4 OI!&lt;br /&gt;TENG TENG TENG TENG (sexy peter teo fingers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYBODY SAY FO-UR&lt;br /&gt;FO-UR&lt;br /&gt;FOUR FOUR FOUR&lt;br /&gt;FOUR FOUR FOUR&lt;br /&gt;FOUR *CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP*&lt;br /&gt;FOUR *CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP*&lt;br /&gt;FOUR *CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP*&lt;br /&gt;OG 4!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. love you guys&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk.. so i shall go sleep now since i have to chiong homework tmr.. nitey.. tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-8650514898903891959?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/8650514898903891959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=8650514898903891959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/8650514898903891959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/8650514898903891959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-ppl-i-had-fun-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-5905572255844785474</id><published>2009-01-15T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T22:37:46.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today was the hunt.. haha.. quite nice la.. like we went around school and did stuff.. then we drew a map of the school.. good thing OG4 was sporting and enthu.. at least most of them are.. haha.. i think they're gettig better at mass dance! ok.. maybe thats cos i didn't actually see them dance.. i was somewhere else in the gym dancing with genie.. then my walk in dance partner.. bryan.. he who blended in so well with the crowd during actual walk in performance that i couldn't find him.. HAHA.. anyway.. its so freaking retarded.. cos like bryan;s so tall.. and i;m so short.. so when we did that pretzel thing for summer nights.. i had to tiptoe like there was no tmr.. and he still had to bend a little.. shizz.. i need to growwwwww.. somebody pull me apart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. so i had 2 hrs of lessons today before vanished into thin air with my beloved OG.. had chinese and math.. hmm.. chinese was alright.. finally had my first lollipop in months,, thank you lollipop fairy hazel goh! haha.. and audie hazel and i are damn pro in chinese cloze passage, aren't we.. HAHA.. YAYY.. then we went for math.. its mostly all the girls talking.. lol.. geraint the tempura.. changjie.. taro and daryl were all pretty silent.. lol.. then miss chan gave us all a piece of chocolate each.. yay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep.. then we went off to find our OGs.. then yea la.. blah blah blah.. nothing much to blog abt.. oh yes.. junlong was pretty weird today.. whenever he walked past, he kept going.. hi chandel, cheer up.. -.- haha.. genie was weird too.. she kept wanting to do mass dance.. LOL.. love you genie honey&lt;3..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tmr we have like war games.. shizz.. still rmb last year.. i was damn dry until like the last 5 mins.. i forgot who starting pouring the entire bucket over me.. gahhh.. ok so i better go sleep.. so tired.. nitey.. tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-5905572255844785474?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/5905572255844785474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=5905572255844785474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/5905572255844785474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/5905572255844785474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/01/hey-ppl-so-today-was-hunt.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-1158314415919595058</id><published>2009-01-12T22:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T22:56:53.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today was the first official day of school.. haha.. rather slack for me la.. yea.. so i reached school at 6.45 for OGL briefing.. then stoned awhile in the canteen before assembly, where we were like introduced to newly promoted staff.. or just new teachers la.. haha.. there's this angmoh teacher teaching econs.. and according to yvett, his daughter's in 02.. haha.. that new zealand girl.. haven't got her name yet.. so i shall just call her the new zealand girl.. haha.. anyway.. so i kinda only had like one lesson.. IS2104.. its like atmosphere and hydrosphere.. something like lithosphere.. lol.. yea.. then at 12, genie and i left class to meet our JH1 juniors.. for one thing, they all look sweet and cute enough.. at least they don't tuck out their shirts too much or have short skirts.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so during lunch, i was kinda trying to talk to some of them la.. then i found a fellow ex rgps girl.. her name's claire.. and she's like from 6R.. GEPer.. o.O haha.. and she was like in the same class as marge's sister, genevieve.. then there was this girl named faith.. haha.. she's so soft-spoken and angelic.. her voice reminds me of dar dar's. hehe.. still rmb the first day i met huimin.. i was damn stunned by her voice.. so high and cute:) hmm.. who else do i rmb.. oh.. there's this girl.. i think her name's yuxuan.. she seems sociable.. haha.. i shall go talk to her tmr.. and then are 2 vanessas in the class.. vanessa chin(isit?) and i forgot the other surname.. haha..  then there's like a lingyan and a linlin.. erm.. a huiwen? an yijing? i kinda forgot the rest&gt;&lt; oh yea.. and there are like 5 guys only.. shizz.. i can't rmb their names.. erm.. OH OH.. there's a ryan.. an andrew.. this guy who's index number 24.. i can't rmb his name.. but he's quite cute.. HAHA.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're gonna have informal walk in tmr.. hehe.. and the class will run under the scorching sun&gt;&lt; nyeh nyeh.. haha.. oh.. talking abt the class.. amy left. yea.. my bimbo shopping partner has abandoned me.. she's going to canada.. and she didn't tell me before hand:( shit you.. gahh.. hope you'll like it better at canada.. and find a nice hot angmoh boyfriend to let me see ok.. haha.. and oh! we have new class positions! i'm now welfare together with jude! hehe..and guess who's gonna take over my previous job? CHARMAINE! haha.. hello cleanliness rep.. have fun... haha.. nurul's still our CT rep.. and wengkin's our vice CT.. haha.. cool..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighty.. so i shall have an early night.. actually.. not very early.. its like nearing 11.. so nitey.. tata..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-1158314415919595058?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/1158314415919595058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=1158314415919595058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/1158314415919595058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/1158314415919595058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-ppl-so-today-was-first-official.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-2910254679338387636</id><published>2009-01-10T00:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T00:45:52.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Instructions:&lt;br /&gt;1. Do the "Letter MEME"&lt;br /&gt;2. Then copy the "How-to" Letter Meme, and finish your Journal entry.&lt;br /&gt;4. Tag not more than 10 people after doing this quiz.&lt;br /&gt;5. Not allowed to tag anyone that has done it before!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Template:Dear(the last person who talked you on the phone/msn/irc/skype/yahoo) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know how to tell you this, but (1), I think I realised it (2) (3) and I saw you (4) (5). I'm sure you're (6) enough to understand (7). I'm returning (8) to you, but I'll keep (9) as a memory. You should also know that I (10) (11).(12),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Your name-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What's the colour of your shirt?&lt;br /&gt;Blue - Our romance is over&lt;br /&gt;Red - Our affair is over&lt;br /&gt;White - I'll join the monastery&lt;br /&gt;Purple - I like you&lt;br /&gt;Green - Our horoscope doesn't match&lt;br /&gt;Grey - You're a pervert&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - I'm selling myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pink - Your nostrils are insulting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brown - The mafia wants you&lt;br /&gt;No shirt - You're a loser&lt;br /&gt;Other - I'm in love with your sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Which is your birth month?&lt;br /&gt;January - That night&lt;br /&gt;February - Last year&lt;br /&gt;March - When your dwarf bit me&lt;br /&gt;April - When I tripped on sesame seeds&lt;br /&gt;May - First of May&lt;br /&gt;June - When you put cuffs on me&lt;br /&gt;July - When I threw up&lt;br /&gt;August - When I saw the shrunken head&lt;br /&gt;September - When we skinny dipped&lt;br /&gt;October - When I quoted Santa&lt;br /&gt;November - When your dog ran amok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;December - When I change tennis shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Which food do you prefer?&lt;br /&gt;Tacos - In your apartment&lt;br /&gt;Pizza - In your camping car&lt;br /&gt;Pasta - Outside of Chicago&lt;br /&gt;Hamburgers - Under the bus&lt;br /&gt;Salad - As you ate enchilada&lt;br /&gt;Chicken - In your closet&lt;br /&gt;Kabob - With Paris Hilton&lt;br /&gt;Fish - In women's clothing&lt;br /&gt;Sandwiches - At the Hare Krishna graduation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lasagna - At the mental hospital&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot dog - Under a state of trance&lt;br /&gt;None of the above - With George Bush and his wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What's the colour of your socks?&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - Hiton&lt;br /&gt;Red - Insult&lt;br /&gt;Black - Ignore&lt;br /&gt;Blue - Knock it&lt;br /&gt;Purple - Pour syrup on&lt;br /&gt;White - Carve your initials into&lt;br /&gt;Grey - Pull the clothes off&lt;br /&gt;Brown - Put leeches on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Orange - Castrate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pink - Pull the toupee off&lt;br /&gt;Barefoot-Sit on&lt;br /&gt;Other-Drive out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What's the colour of your underwear?&lt;br /&gt;Black - My best friend&lt;br /&gt;White - My father&lt;br /&gt;Grey - Bill Clinton&lt;br /&gt;Brown - My fart balloon&lt;br /&gt;Purple - My mustard souffle&lt;br /&gt;Red - Donald Duck&lt;br /&gt;Blue - My avocado plant&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - My penpal in GhanaOrange - My Kid Rock-collection&lt;br /&gt;Pink - Manchester United's goalkeeper&lt;br /&gt;None - My John F. Kennedy statue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Other - The crazy monk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What do you prefer to watch on TV?&lt;br /&gt;Scrubs - Man&lt;br /&gt;O.C. - Emotional&lt;br /&gt;One Tree Hill - Open&lt;br /&gt;Heroes - Frostbitten&lt;br /&gt;Lost - Highhouse-Scarred&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Simpsons - Coward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The news - Mongolic&lt;br /&gt;Idol - Masochistic&lt;br /&gt;Family Guy - Senile&lt;br /&gt;Top Model - Middle-class&lt;br /&gt;None of the above - Ashamed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Your mood right now?&lt;br /&gt;Happy - How awful I've felt&lt;br /&gt;Sad - How boring you are&lt;br /&gt;Bored - That Santa doesn't exist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Angry - That your pimples are at the last stage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depressed - That we're cousins&lt;br /&gt;Excited - That there is no solution to this&lt;br /&gt;Nervous - The middle-east&lt;br /&gt;Worried - That your Honda sucks&lt;br /&gt;Apathetic - That i did sex-change&lt;br /&gt;Ashamed - That I'm allergic to your hamster&lt;br /&gt;Cuddly - That I get turned on by garbage men&lt;br /&gt;Overjoyous - That I'm open&lt;br /&gt;Other - That Extreme Home Makeover sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.What's the colour of your walls in your bedroom?&lt;br /&gt;White - Your ring&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - Your love letters&lt;br /&gt;Red - Your Darth Cader-poster&lt;br /&gt;Black - Your tame stone&lt;br /&gt;Blue - The couch cushions&lt;br /&gt;Green - The pictures from LAOrange - Your false teeth&lt;br /&gt;Brown - Your contact bookGrey - Our matching snoopy-bibs&lt;br /&gt;Purple - Your old lottery coupons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pink - The Cut toenails&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other - Your memories from the military service&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. The first letter of your first name?&lt;br /&gt;A/B - Your photo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;C/D - The oil stocks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E/F - Your neighbour Martin&lt;br /&gt;G/H - My virginity&lt;br /&gt;I/J - The results of your blood-sample&lt;br /&gt;K/L - Your left ear&lt;br /&gt;M/N - Your suicide note&lt;br /&gt;O/P - My common sense&lt;br /&gt;Q/R - Your mom&lt;br /&gt;S/T - Your collection of butterflies&lt;br /&gt;U/V - Your criminal record&lt;br /&gt;W/X - David's tricot outfits&lt;br /&gt;Y/Z - Your grades from college&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The last letter in your last name?&lt;br /&gt;A/B - Always will remember&lt;br /&gt;C/D - Never will forget&lt;br /&gt;E/F - Treasure&lt;br /&gt;G/H - Never openly mocked&lt;br /&gt;I/J - Always have felt dirty before&lt;br /&gt;K/L - Will tell the authoritise about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;M/N - Told in my confessions today about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O/P - Was interviewed by the Times about&lt;br /&gt;Q/R - Told my psychiatrist about&lt;br /&gt;S/T - Get sick when I think of&lt;br /&gt;U/V - Always will try to forget&lt;br /&gt;W/X - Am better off without&lt;br /&gt;Y/Z - Never liked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What do you prefer to drink?&lt;br /&gt;Water - Our friendship&lt;br /&gt;Beer - Senility&lt;br /&gt;Soft Drink - A new life as a clone&lt;br /&gt;Soda - The incarnation as an eskimo&lt;br /&gt;Milk - The Apartment building&lt;br /&gt;Wine - Cocaine abuseCider - A passionate interest for mice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Juice - Oprah Winfrey imitations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mineral water - Embarrasing rash&lt;br /&gt;Hot chocolate - Eggplant-fetishism&lt;br /&gt;Whisky - To ruin the second world war&lt;br /&gt;Other - To hate the Boston Celtics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. To which country would you prefer to go on a vacation?&lt;br /&gt;Thailand - Warm regards&lt;br /&gt;USA - Best regards&lt;br /&gt;England - Good luck on yor short-term leave from jail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Spain - Go and drown yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;China - Disgusting regards&lt;br /&gt;Germany - With ease&lt;br /&gt;Japan - Go burn&lt;br /&gt;Greece - Your everlasting enemy&lt;br /&gt;Australia - Greetings to your frog Leonard&lt;br /&gt;Egypt - Fuck off now&lt;br /&gt;France - In pain&lt;br /&gt;Taiwan - With Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dear Alissa:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know how to tell you this, but your nostrils are insulting. I think I realised it when I changed tennis shoes at the mental hospital and I saw you castrate the crazy monk. I'm sure you're coward enough to understand that your pimples are at the last stage. I'm returning the cut toenails to you, but I'll keep the oil stocks as a memory. You should also know that I told in my confessions today about Oprah Winfrey imitations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Go and drown yourself,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chandel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA.. this is so cool:) had walk in prac the whole day.. then went for steamboat at copthorne orchid.. haha.. its been ages since we last went there.. they have weird ice cream flavours.. like yam, corn and peppermint.. thank god they had strawberry.. or i wld have died.. today.. or rather yesterday was my sister's birthday.. she's 8 now.. haha.. so old right.. yea i know.. anyway.. i went to rgps to pick her up today since my parents were held up in a supposed jam at river valley..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea.. i went to where all the buses were.. then i began observing the primary one mei meis.. haha.. they were all so tiny and innocent.. that oh-so-adorable wide-eye expression.. pleated hair.. pink schoolbag(yea.. 75% of the school population own pink schoolbags.. and most of them have like that SPI-like bag... some ergonomics shit..)so there was this group playing fairy princess. then this girl was like.. only the prettiest girl can be the fairy princess.. so this other girl untied her hair.. then she was like.. see.. i look so cute when i take down my rubber band.. then another girl was like.. no.. i'm prettier.. haha.. anyway.. this went on until they decided to settle their 'feud' with a game of scissors paper stone or smth la.. then this girl eventually got to rise to the throne.. and her pals actually accepted her victory and kind of bowed down to her? lol.. anyway.. my point is that kids.. they're just so nice abt everything.. yes.. they voice whatever they think without filtering it.. but isn't that just child-like innocence.. its so much better than being all fake and bitchy.. haha.. then you go around backstabbing ppl who regard you as their friend then you think you can settle it once and for all with an apology like how you used to say sorry for accidentally hitting the girl next to you.. lol.. sometimes, i just wish we could all go back in time.. just stay primary one forever and ever and ever.. because i choose to believe that all seven year olds aren't polluted with evil thoughts yet.. its the sweetness in them that i find most precious..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. i wish time wld stop now.. i dont wanna go back to sch.. i dont wanna complete my chinese compre.. i dont wanna go back to the old boring mundane lifestyle.. i wanna continue rotting at home.. i wanna wear my kebaya now.. i wanna scream cos my eczema's hurting like hell.. and its damn unsightly.. haha.. omg.. i just used pai bi.. haha.. compo too much alr la.. haha.. kk.. i'm so tired now.. i better go sleep.. tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-2910254679338387636?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/2910254679338387636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=2910254679338387636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/2910254679338387636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/2910254679338387636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/01/instructions-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-4974712751338777173</id><published>2009-01-04T15:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T15:35:50.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. i'm freaking bored now.. and i don't have my homework with me. so i'm kinda stoning in front of the computer under the blasting aircon in my dad's BLACK office waiting for my mum's fengshui talk to end.. lol.. hmm.. ok.. so we're 4 days into the new year.. school's starting in 8 days.. like what the shit.. but nvm.. we're considered very fortunate alr. because our peers in other schools started sch on like 2nd jan.. haha.. and we still have chalet plans for the week. HAHA.. so yes.. we are lucky boboheads..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went back for chinese tuition today.. gahh.. LEO YUNWEI ABANDONED MEEEEEEEE.. she went for the 9am class.. gahh.. cos the 10.30 class was full.. shizz.. oh.. and i saw a few familiar faces in my class la.. like this guy from my tll class.. lol.. many ppl i know from tll go to jiang too.. like YUNWEI, grace, ashley.. alot la.. tham huiyu's in my class too.. haha.. she was my p5/p6 classmate.. yep yep.. ok.. now i dont know what to blog abt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes.. though it's alr 4th jan.. i shall just come up with new year resolutions since i'm too bored.. okok.. here goes.. THIS YEAR, i will:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) be nicer to ppl who disagree with the fact that marcus lee is hot. that basically covers everyone&gt;&lt; i will try and understand why they just can't seem to share my sentiments..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) stop slacking and mug harder.. haha.. if i wanna make it to some nice university and get a cushy job.. i better now.. haha.. oh yea.. did i share my new lifeplan with you? HAHA.. cos for chinese today, we were like reading this essay abt this guy's ideal family.. so i thought of mine.. yea i want a NCHSR husband.. and that 3 daughters i've always been yakking abt.. but instead of going into law or journalism, i kinda considered going into the field of DISNEY.. hha.. yea.. i wanna work for disney.. like maybe give ideas for new rides and disney-themed hotels..haha.. or maybe i can be like this wedding planner.. then i specialise in planning disney fairy tale weddings or smth.. HAHA.. SO COOOOOL:) aiyah.. enough said.. the bottomline's that i still must study hard..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) stop craving for strawberry lollipops.. though its kinda hard since its so sweet and nice.. and hazel, aka my lollipop fairy sits next to me during chinese.. so i always kope strawberry lollipops from her during those sucky zuo wen sessions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) do my jiang homework. enough said. i wanna be a nerd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) finish that bottle of eww-green vegetable pills my mum bought for me cos i don't eat my greens. it tastes like rabbit food. not that i've taste rabbit food.. but i think it tastes just the same.. at least it smells the same..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) wear my kebaya out 10 times(don't waste my money).. either the entire set.. or just the top with jeans.. or the sarong skirt with a tshirt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) stop browsing youtube and finding other cute taiwanese idol dramas.. i odnt wanna be addicted yet grossed out.. like what happened for IT STARTED WITH A KISS and THEY KISS AGAIN.. i was addicted to the show but was duly disgusted by the smooch scenes.. however, i just couldn't take my eyes off the screen.. haha.. the story was just too enthralling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) jump. jump. pull myself apart. jump. skip. stretch. skip. hop. pull myself apart. jump. hop. hop. skip. jump. pull myself apart. stretch. I NEED TO GROWWWWWWWWW.. though i think i kinda stopped growing alr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) practice my jetes and pirouettes.. i wanna be able to do a pretty enough jete and perfect double pirouettes by the end of the year. MUST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) get myself a pretty sweater/jacket.. its damn cold in this damn office. oh wait.. i just realised there's a coat behind me.. but its my dad's employee's.. gahh.. eh.. my dad also has one.. i shall just go kope his.. but i still want a pretty jacket..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. after an unsuccessful attempt to come up with goals for this year.. i shall just go play marapets or smth.. tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-4974712751338777173?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/4974712751338777173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=4974712751338777173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/4974712751338777173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/4974712751338777173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-ppl-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-726128942457585433</id><published>2009-01-01T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T22:51:54.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR:) my sister is singing trilalilala baba trilalilala nyonya.. HAHA.. its a peranakan love tune or smth liddat.. you know why she sang that.. because.. we are nyonyas.. i don't care.. we just are.. you know why.. because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) we know what CEKI is.. its some peranakan game..&lt;br /&gt;2) we have kebaya tops in our wardrobe.. hehe.. i just went to buy just now for CNY.. i got this dark purple one..&lt;br /&gt;3) i call my grandma ah ma and my great grandma ah chor.. like how they do in little nyonya..&lt;br /&gt;4) my surname is TAN.. according to some random website.. 'tan' is a very common peranakan surname..&lt;br /&gt;5) my grandma grew up in indonesia.. though she's pure chinese.. but i dont care.. cos she ate indonesian food.. drank indonesian water.. slept on indonesian soil.. SO SHE'S PARTLY NYONYA.. but then again.. nyonyas come from indonesia meh? nvm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO YOU SEE.. i'm actually secretly nyonya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. i'm so sleepy now.. last night was like one of the most enjoyable new year's eves i've ever had.. seriously.. though the evening didn't really begin very pleasantly.. cos its like me, alissa, qiqi, chunwai, erv and haoqing met at clementi.. then we took a train down to changi airport.. when we reached there, we didn;t know what to eat.. so we ended up walking from terminal 2 to 3 and back again before deciding on fish and co.. but then we had to make a reservation cos there was simply no space.. yea.. waited damn long la.. anyway.. we ended up eating at 9pm.. and geraint joined us in between.. and he got to finish up our food cos we were too full.. free meal leh.. HAHA.. but quite poor thing la.. eat leftovers.. yep.. then after dinner.. we went to the viewing mall.. and the guys started being retarded and rode on the trolleys-.- after that.. we bought a piece of apple crumble from starbucks and used a stirrer as a candle.. sang birthday song for alissa and geraint.. and that sparked our crazy party mood.. matt tied this aluminium balloon to his bag and began running around the airport.. then ppl were like chasing after the balloon. then alissa and i were dancing to break the ice and low.. AGAIN.. then we did across the floors.. after that we camwhored ALOT in the train..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then geraint alighted at city hall to meet his friends for countdown at clarke quay.. and we were heading towards qiqi's house in tiong bahru.. when the train reached city hall.. it was alr like 11.50.. so we were quite worried that we had to count down in the train.. thank god we arrived at tiong at like 11.57.. then we ran all the way to some park nearby just to countdown.. yes.. we ran along tiong bahru. and we jay walked or rather jay ran.. damn dangerous la.. HHAA.. then we finally stopped at some park at 11.59.. just in time to count down.. damn drama la.. haha.. after that we went to play at the playground.. i love love love the merry go round:) we finally got too sian of playing at 1am.. then we walked back to qiqi's house..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in qiqi;s house.. alissa me and qiqi started locking ourselves in her room dancing again.. LOL.. but you dont wanna know abt it.. then the guys took out the mahjong set to play.. mak and xinyi were kinda half asleep? yea.. after bathing.. the alissa me and qiqi went downstairs to just talk.. till like 4am? then we went up to qiqi's room.. yea.. i fell asleep at like 4.30 la.. then woke up at 7.30.. and yea.. woke up fell asleep woke up fell asleep.. erv said i kept hogging the blanket and poor qiqi was freezing.. oops&gt;&lt; yea.. we woke up at like 9.45 la.. then the guys continued playing mahjong.. and the girls watched tv.. hehe.. style by jury was kinda erm.. entertaining.. HAHA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. i'm getting bored of blogging alr.. so i shall just go to sleep.. nitey.. tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-726128942457585433?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/726128942457585433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=726128942457585433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/726128942457585433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/726128942457585433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-ppl-happy-new-year-my-sister-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-1049849737167435113</id><published>2008-12-28T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T22:55:00.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;genie the pig demands this pic of my newly cut fringe.. so here goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVeMtze1OOI/AAAAAAAAAtY/V5PHq4eFUu8/s1600-h/fringe.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284847406284093666" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVeMtze1OOI/AAAAAAAAAtY/V5PHq4eFUu8/s320/fringe.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;haha.. okok.. i think i look rather weird here.. like my hair's damn messy.. and i'm too uncomfortable with it anyway.. so guess what.. i've decided to pin it up.. HAHA.. waste money going to the salon.. but i trimmed my hair too.. so its shorter now.. so sad la.. my precious hairrr.. LOL.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;okok.. so i went for my grandma's bdae party today.. in the morning.. just went to her house for lunch.. mee sua and hokkien mee.. gahh.. i was damn full la can.. then talked to my cousins.. and my uncle and aunty.. blah blah blah.. then my family left.. i went to orchard with my mum to get alissa's present.. my dad went back to do some stuff in the office.. yea.. then after that we went back for my granny's bdae party part 2.. haha. we went to some restaurant at havelock road.. yea.. saw 2 of my nieces.. chelsea and trinice.. both of them are like.. 4 months and 2.5 months respectively.. HAHA.. they were like so adorable that ppl from the next table had to come over and sayang them.. haha.. and they were acting damn retardedly in front of the babies la.. though the both of them just stared stoned face.. that set me wondering how chelsea could have been thinking when that lady from the next table cooed at her.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;lady: hello..... gahgah googoo.. hellooooo pretty girly girlll&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;chelsea: what the fuck is this stranger doing..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;chelsea's mum: say hello chelsea.. say hello to aunty&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;chelsea: no way mummy.. this lady's hitting on me.. i'm too hot for ya.. get over me lesbian.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hehe.. so yea lor.. shizz.. i don't know what to blog abt.. oh yea.. speaking of cousins.. i'm gonna meet 2 cousins tmr at dan's dance camp.. you know i almost wrote dance dan's camp.. LOL.. anyway.. yea.. alyssa and sinclair:) i kinda grew up with alyssa.. haha.. like she's 3 months older than me.. then we wld always be flower girls together.. and sit together during dinners.. sinclair's from my maternal side.. haha.. also quite close to her la.. so i'm kinda looking forward to tmr la. but i'm so scared i can't wake up in time.. SO.. i better go to bed.. tata&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;chendol&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/18897878-1049849737167435113?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/1049849737167435113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=1049849737167435113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/1049849737167435113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/1049849737167435113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-ppl-genie-pig-demands-this-pic-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVeMtze1OOI/AAAAAAAAAtY/V5PHq4eFUu8/s72-c/fringe.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-8676125253535944673</id><published>2008-12-23T15:03:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T17:58:39.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been ages since i last blogged.. hehe.. actually i was long back from tokyo.. yea.. but too lazy to blog abt it.. hehe.. since i finished all that i should do.. like doing simple math problems for my sis and watching Miss No Good.. i shall finally bombard this entire space with zilian photos of myself and my sister.. haha.. okok.. so here goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCO4Nxym0I/AAAAAAAAAk4/OREDomQRysY/s1600-h/DSC01117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282879459327908674" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCO4Nxym0I/AAAAAAAAAk4/OREDomQRysY/s320/DSC01117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsukiji Fish Market!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCO4dPMS6I/AAAAAAAAAlA/08KDd7_mEGY/s1600-h/DSC01121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282879463477758882" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCO4dPMS6I/AAAAAAAAAlA/08KDd7_mEGY/s320/DSC01121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was like this whole big platter of sushi and i got a bowl of TUNA sashimi.. haha.. oh.. and the piece of tuna i was posing with eventually dropped into the soya sauce&gt;&lt;&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCO4v30RNI/AAAAAAAAAlI/9L_lok2UIWU/s1600-h/DSC01126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282879468479988946" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCO4v30RNI/AAAAAAAAAlI/9L_lok2UIWU/s320/DSC01126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;window displays!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCO43pD_yI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/PZElPYc93gk/s1600-h/DSC01133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282879470565588770" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCO43pD_yI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/PZElPYc93gk/s320/DSC01133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is damn funny.. cos we wanted to take a pic outside this shop at Ginza.. the 'gate' as you can see looked really cool.. so my parents posed there to prepare for a picture.. then this security guard guy came out to tell us that no photos were allowed.. i just snapped anyway.. and the guy looked as if he was posing as well..HAHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCO5bcEbpI/AAAAAAAAAlY/CVI0OjN7n_E/s1600-h/DSC01135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282879480174767762" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCO5bcEbpI/AAAAAAAAAlY/CVI0OjN7n_E/s320/DSC01135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Outside a random Ginza shopping mall..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCQw-jsuPI/AAAAAAAAAlg/-B84kx4brGQ/s1600-h/DSC01138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282881534006442226" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCQw-jsuPI/AAAAAAAAAlg/-B84kx4brGQ/s320/DSC01138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was taken at Shibuya.. Shoppers' Paradise:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCQxSnEgfI/AAAAAAAAAlo/01GIxBsnewQ/s1600-h/DSC01147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282881539389293042" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCQxSnEgfI/AAAAAAAAAlo/01GIxBsnewQ/s320/DSC01147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My first shopping bag from Tokyo.. so pretty rite.. the photo could have been prettier if my dad had not insisted to delete the pic i took and replace it with his.. BLEHH..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCQx1CQlBI/AAAAAAAAAl4/X0EQBtSMVmE/s1600-h/DSC01154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282881548630135826" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCQx1CQlBI/AAAAAAAAAl4/X0EQBtSMVmE/s320/DSC01154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rmb that gate? haha.. i was taking the skybus.. then i took a pic of it again.. TAKE THAT SECURITY GUARD GUY! &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCQyK8yYbI/AAAAAAAAAmA/ACsEB5l9r6c/s1600-h/DSC01163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282881554512765362" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCQyK8yYbI/AAAAAAAAAmA/ACsEB5l9r6c/s320/DSC01163.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meiji Shrine:) some shrine dedicated to Emperor Meiji&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCTXdl9x5I/AAAAAAAAAmI/MlALUuQSEqo/s1600-h/DSC01173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282884394195732370" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCTXdl9x5I/AAAAAAAAAmI/MlALUuQSEqo/s320/DSC01173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taken at the gate..HAHA..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCTXn3rmeI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/kiKDJ8vUqVE/s1600-h/DSC01177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282884396954393058" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCTXn3rmeI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/kiKDJ8vUqVE/s320/DSC01177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you know there were like sooooooooooooo many weddings taking place at Meiji Shrine that day.. like really alot and alot and alot.. i think its some impt place that all couples have to go to.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282884402670434866" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCTX9KfejI/AAAAAAAAAmY/XIZkIrnwLYs/s320/DSC01185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha.. this girl looked so cute in traditional costume.. i have a kimono too! maybe i should dress like that one day.. oh yea.. my sis said her hair smelt delicious.. LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCTYRAXnlI/AAAAAAAAAmg/-S8-mdVf1wY/s1600-h/DSC01189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282884407996685906" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCTYRAXnlI/AAAAAAAAAmg/-S8-mdVf1wY/s320/DSC01189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;quite picturesque la.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCTY52hWkI/AAAAAAAAAmo/N-bJ-TnOFNA/s1600-h/DSC01193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282884418961234498" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCTY52hWkI/AAAAAAAAAmo/N-bJ-TnOFNA/s320/DSC01193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mummy and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCUy1weoUI/AAAAAAAAAm4/A06saAf1kEY/s1600-h/DSC01205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282885964050374978" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCUy1weoUI/AAAAAAAAAm4/A06saAf1kEY/s320/DSC01205.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;retarded kid.. haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCUzDf9nKI/AAAAAAAAAnA/4h2-SA50ejc/s1600-h/DSC01211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282885967739198626" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCUzDf9nKI/AAAAAAAAAnA/4h2-SA50ejc/s320/DSC01211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's her name formed with the oh so many maple leaves..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCUzbAmUjI/AAAAAAAAAnI/KizGWFVDfRo/s1600-h/DSC01212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282885974050099762" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCUzbAmUjI/AAAAAAAAAnI/KizGWFVDfRo/s320/DSC01212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then i made mine.. and since her name was longer than mine, there were extra leaves.. so i made a heart next to my name.. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCUz2it-SI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/1VnNw6emLXI/s1600-h/DSC01215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282885981440964898" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCUz2it-SI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/1VnNw6emLXI/s320/DSC01215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HARAJUKU:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCWRdNmWpI/AAAAAAAAAnY/LLjI_D3amrw/s1600-h/DSC01217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282887589549202066" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCWRdNmWpI/AAAAAAAAAnY/LLjI_D3amrw/s320/DSC01217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then we went to shinjuku.. lol.. so energetic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCWR5sV-EI/AAAAAAAAAno/IvyQybEvfO0/s1600-h/DSC01231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282887597194344514" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCWR5sV-EI/AAAAAAAAAno/IvyQybEvfO0/s320/DSC01231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we went to taka.. then had dessert at some cafe inside taka.. smth like tcc.. i kinda forgot to take a pic of my dessert.. it looked far better than this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCWSMXsF-I/AAAAAAAAAnw/mkok_X8vggk/s1600-h/DSC01232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282887602207987682" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCWSMXsF-I/AAAAAAAAAnw/mkok_X8vggk/s320/DSC01232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my sister's honey dew thingy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCWSWl0LvI/AAAAAAAAAn4/HwUDpLlLJ5g/s1600-h/DSC01233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282887604951592690" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCWSWl0LvI/AAAAAAAAAn4/HwUDpLlLJ5g/s320/DSC01233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my parents'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCX3IkAJFI/AAAAAAAAAoA/-LQXRfZxWKE/s1600-h/DSC01249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282889336352678994" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCX3IkAJFI/AAAAAAAAAoA/-LQXRfZxWKE/s320/DSC01249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;taken at the Edo-Tokyo Museum.. this is the first museum i've been to that allows photography la can.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCX3kwZB8I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/P_XVVKXkc8Q/s1600-h/DSC01258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282889343920834498" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCX3kwZB8I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/P_XVVKXkc8Q/s320/DSC01258.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my sister *shakes head* why the hell is she so mischevious.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCX4A4kBjI/AAAAAAAAAog/zPTRC7P-tu0/s1600-h/DSC01263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282889351471302194" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCX4A4kBjI/AAAAAAAAAog/zPTRC7P-tu0/s320/DSC01263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just thought this car looked cute..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCabmfVpqI/AAAAAAAAAoo/3LcHJyPM4mU/s1600-h/DSC01283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282892161884726946" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCabmfVpqI/AAAAAAAAAoo/3LcHJyPM4mU/s320/DSC01283.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;asakusa temple's pagoda.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCab8tD6RI/AAAAAAAAAow/8KkWaH3Q1Ws/s1600-h/DSC01294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282892167847864594" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCab8tD6RI/AAAAAAAAAow/8KkWaH3Q1Ws/s320/DSC01294.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so cool la.. the entire estate looked so old-town.. these doors are hand painted.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCacXLw_ZI/AAAAAAAAApA/fv3fXKwE7bQ/s1600-h/DSC01303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282892174955969938" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCacXLw_ZI/AAAAAAAAApA/fv3fXKwE7bQ/s320/DSC01303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then we wanted to visit this place.. its actually the old residence of some famous dude.. lol.. but by the time we made our way there.. the place was gonna close in 30 mins.. so my mum thought it wasn't worth it.. haha.. this place was SOOOOOOOO difficult to locate la can.. we took like almost an hour to find it.. its like secluded in some ulu housing estate.. lol.. but then again.. feels so accomplished to finally find it.. so i took a pic with the sign anyway:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCacNFg2JI/AAAAAAAAAo4/tpBPqaYlrPY/s1600-h/DSC01301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282892172245391506" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCacNFg2JI/AAAAAAAAAo4/tpBPqaYlrPY/s320/DSC01301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we ended up visiting this shrine briefly.. though most shops were alr closed inside.. nth much to see la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCacnCAqFI/AAAAAAAAApI/0ptPm2H0ee0/s1600-h/DSC01311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282892179210020946" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCacnCAqFI/AAAAAAAAApI/0ptPm2H0ee0/s320/DSC01311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then we went to DISNEY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCcdXIIveI/AAAAAAAAApY/tRVz90WxtDE/s1600-h/DSC01320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282894391143874018" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCcdXIIveI/AAAAAAAAApY/tRVz90WxtDE/s320/DSC01320.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's my palace:) haha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCcdTupKWI/AAAAAAAAApQ/LL_oVQXQXIM/s1600-h/DSC01313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282894390231640418" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCcdTupKWI/AAAAAAAAApQ/LL_oVQXQXIM/s320/DSC01313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my royal bedchamber.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCcd4LxS9I/AAAAAAAAApg/XULk2Xy8umY/s1600-h/DSC01323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282894400017484754" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCcd4LxS9I/AAAAAAAAApg/XULk2Xy8umY/s320/DSC01323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in case you didn't notice.. there's this giant hippo hidden by me doing an arabesque.. so i'm kinda imitating it.. haha.. 90 degrees leh.. not THAT bad la hor.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCeDQeGxpI/AAAAAAAAAp4/e0U3GhEuXXQ/s1600-h/DSC01379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282896141703628434" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCeDQeGxpI/AAAAAAAAAp4/e0U3GhEuXXQ/s320/DSC01379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;outside Minnie's house.. erm.. my sis and i weren't trying to look stupid or anything.. but it was too COLDDDDDDDDD.. haha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCeDl1kDNI/AAAAAAAAAqA/6RpYJH0lrbc/s1600-h/DSC01384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282896147439160530" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCeDl1kDNI/AAAAAAAAAqA/6RpYJH0lrbc/s320/DSC01384.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mickey's fireplace:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCeE-LZ_wI/AAAAAAAAAqY/0urKxUA6YiY/s1600-h/DSC01397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282896171153096450" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCeE-LZ_wI/AAAAAAAAAqY/0urKxUA6YiY/s320/DSC01397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MICKEY! i thought he was very man.. how ironic.. haha.. but yea.. really gentlemanly.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCfvc9dxRI/AAAAAAAAAqg/cOidR2p5o_s/s1600-h/DSC01411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282898000482256146" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCfvc9dxRI/AAAAAAAAAqg/cOidR2p5o_s/s320/DSC01411.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mickey's girlfriend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCfvt_2GbI/AAAAAAAAAqo/vZmcOfSB3Hk/s1600-h/DSC01415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282898005055642034" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCfvt_2GbI/AAAAAAAAAqo/vZmcOfSB3Hk/s320/DSC01415.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Belle and err.. the beast-prince guy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCfwFZQHSI/AAAAAAAAAqw/qRPbLnm-LCE/s1600-h/DSC01416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282898011336219938" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCfwFZQHSI/AAAAAAAAAqw/qRPbLnm-LCE/s320/DSC01416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cinderella and Prince Charming.. i love her dress.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCfwbWzU1I/AAAAAAAAAq4/xHEheCsg5yo/s1600-h/DSC01417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282898017231524690" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCfwbWzU1I/AAAAAAAAAq4/xHEheCsg5yo/s320/DSC01417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aurora and the Prince.. haha.. oh yes.. it was raining in Disneyland.. thats why the were garbed in raincoats ontop of their costumes.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVChGwbpZxI/AAAAAAAAArQ/0SQrljJeAsc/s1600-h/DSC01435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282899500357740306" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVChGwbpZxI/AAAAAAAAArQ/0SQrljJeAsc/s320/DSC01435.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the oh-so-attractive peter pan.. he's my brother-in-law.. and he's as hot as my new lao gong, wilber pan&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVChHj3YcSI/AAAAAAAAAro/PZsK8suETtk/s1600-h/DSC01451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282899514164277538" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVChHj3YcSI/AAAAAAAAAro/PZsK8suETtk/s320/DSC01451.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the 2 kawaii dancers.. haha.. though this pic was rather unglam..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCi2UV3zsI/AAAAAAAAArw/nYSp88mFiS4/s1600-h/DSC01461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282901416962674370" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCi2UV3zsI/AAAAAAAAArw/nYSp88mFiS4/s320/DSC01461.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;goofy, daisy, donald&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCi26WJiMI/AAAAAAAAAsA/IcfBKTHOuIA/s1600-h/DSC01467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282901427164383426" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCi26WJiMI/AAAAAAAAAsA/IcfBKTHOuIA/s320/DSC01467.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chip and dale flirting with some chio chipmunk babe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCi3A_N-nI/AAAAAAAAAsI/Dnd9sTz8RHQ/s1600-h/DSC01485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282901428947253874" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCi3A_N-nI/AAAAAAAAAsI/Dnd9sTz8RHQ/s320/DSC01485.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bet'cha can't see me.. you know why? cos i wasn't even there.. HAHAHAHAHA..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCi3AqZJjI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/FPGapzVRKpc/s1600-h/DSC01503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282901428859905586" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCi3AqZJjI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/FPGapzVRKpc/s320/DSC01503.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you know, i was a really pitiful kid.. I didn't get to sleep here.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCkkn9Dg7I/AAAAAAAAAsY/1TCdPCoWtdU/s1600-h/DSC01504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282903312012903346" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCkkn9Dg7I/AAAAAAAAAsY/1TCdPCoWtdU/s320/DSC01504.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Neither was i allowed to sleep here.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCkk0qOXsI/AAAAAAAAAsg/igRAx3b1gmY/s1600-h/DSC01506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282903315423583938" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCkk0qOXsI/AAAAAAAAAsg/igRAx3b1gmY/s320/DSC01506.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not even here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCklHuV-5I/AAAAAAAAAso/JGLQ_Lo035A/s1600-h/DSC01505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282903320541133714" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCklHuV-5I/AAAAAAAAAso/JGLQ_Lo035A/s320/DSC01505.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In fact, i had to settle for this trundle bed.. though it was quite comfy.. HAHA.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCklQaNZvI/AAAAAAAAAsw/FxOgOm3Z8xo/s1600-h/DSC01513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282903322872604402" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCklQaNZvI/AAAAAAAAAsw/FxOgOm3Z8xo/s320/DSC01513.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the corridor.. all the ballrooms are there.. HAHA.. DAMN CLASSSSSSSSSS..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVClWip_-4I/AAAAAAAAAtI/upybbbrRexo/s1600-h/DSC01522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282904169584262018" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVClWip_-4I/AAAAAAAAAtI/upybbbrRexo/s320/DSC01522.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MY PALACE AGAIN&lt;3&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha.. yep.. this trip was quite fun.. like i really got a lot of shopping done.. and i saw how efficient the japanese were and of course how kawaii they all looked.. haha.. even the immigrations officer who greeted us on the first day looked so cuteeeee.. haha.. then i saw many many teenagers in school uniform in shibuya and OMG disneyland! they actually got to DISNEYLAND after school.. how cool is that.. haha.. next time when we have universal studios, let's go there after school too! haha.. anyway.. alissa was right.. JAP GUYS ARE OMFG HOT.. haha.. seriously.. even the bellboy at disneyland hotel was HEHEHE.. haha.. and the school uniform there's so pretty.. why can't we wear that to school.. ok fine.. we will melt.. but haha.. its niceeeeeeeee.. but the girls have like friggin short skirts.. like minimum 2 hands above the knee.. aren't they like cold.. since its so chilly in tokyo.. haha.. and the ppl dress so nicely.. even the lao aunties have better dress sense than erm.. the average working adult here.. haha.. i love love love tokyo.. HEHE.. the girls in shibuya have like awesome service.. hehe.. and they're also very kawaii nehzxzxz.. haha.. sheesh.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yes.. i forgot to mention.. Nadine and Yvett's Miss Tai was sitting at the next table having breakfast with me at our hotel.. yea.. how coincidental.. haha.. meet in school alr.. still meet in japan.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha.. so yea.. everything was nice in japan.. other than the fact that they mostly spoke jap in disney(like wth) and that it was raining in disney practically the whole day:( made me sick lor.. till now still sniffing.. so yep.. that was my trip.. kk.. i better go now.. i spent 2 hours on this post la can.. haha.. kk.. tata&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chendol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCuhHvXXFI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/NVpf_zpM514/s1600-h/marcusssssssss.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-8676125253535944673?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/8676125253535944673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=8676125253535944673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/8676125253535944673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/8676125253535944673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2008/12/hey-ppl-its-been-ages-since-i-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SVCO4Nxym0I/AAAAAAAAAk4/OREDomQRysY/s72-c/DSC01117.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-3286616663050064061</id><published>2008-12-10T12:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:12:56.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk.. so i'm going for my honeymoon tonight.. LOL.. since my cousins have honeymoons after their big day.. i should have one too rite.. LOL.. and they only have ONE companion.. i have THREE with me.. HAHA.. yep yep.. i'm going to tokyo tonight.. actually.. they kinda delayed the flight to 1am.. so i guess its tmr morning? -.- haha.. i'm in my dad's office now.. trying to do final research for my trip.. lol.. cos i'm damn scared that i'll get lost in tokyo.. and since i told everyone that i planned the itinerary, i jolly well know the way or i'll just die of maluness.. HAHA.. *pray that i dont get lost* hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know my mum dragged me out of bed this morning at like 8am to get a ride from my dad to taka.. cos she received some sms telling her that there was an exclusive sale at mango for membership card holders or smth till 2pm.. so my sis and i had to accompany her there.. gahhhh.. but i got 3 tops.. 2 basic tanks.. 1 brown 1 white.. and a black baby doll tube.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the christmas tree in my dad's office is so pretty:) haha.. but i haven't set one up at home yet.. my dad says we will set up the tree after our return from tokyo.. yea.. 5 days to set up the tree.. how fun.. lol.. gahh.. and i feel so sleepy now:( maybe i shld quit being freaked out by the thought of getting lost in foreign lands and go visit the disneyland website.. decide what rides i wanna take.. chandel the loser will never ever go on a roller coaster.. and she always uses her sister as the excuse for not taking roller coasters.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk.. so bye ppl! don't miss me! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-3286616663050064061?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/3286616663050064061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=3286616663050064061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/3286616663050064061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/3286616663050064061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2008/12/hey-ppl-kk.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-1632238709793433311</id><published>2008-12-10T01:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:59:30.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's 10th DECEMBER.. meaning.. i'm 15 years and 1 day old! WOOHOO.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so first.. hehe.. i just wanna say thank you to everyone for wishing me happy birthday.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;clarabelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ervin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;joshua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;gary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;aunty aileen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;aaron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;marcus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;jingyi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dar dar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hazel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;genie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;russell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;andrew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;geraint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;alissa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;mak mak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;daniel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;enid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;justin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;vanesse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;joanne chia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;joanne lai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;audie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;haoqing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;bella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;charmaine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;aditi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;kaitlin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sijia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;amy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;minh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;kara-anne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;wengkin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;becky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;jude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;liang jie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;geraldine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;victoria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;quang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;luke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;audrey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;joewei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hazel again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;meera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yunwei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAH JOEWEI.. you didn't get to be last! nyeh nyeh... meera realised in the end.. HAHAHAHA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;alissa..&lt;/span&gt; for the pretty lamp:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ervin and haoqing..&lt;/span&gt; for the doggie thingy and ballet shoe keychain and anklet which haoqing thought was a bracelet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;audie..&lt;/span&gt; for the chio crucible-container.. gee.. i don't know what its called.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;andrew..&lt;/span&gt; for err.. i haven't open my mail box yet.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. yep yep.. ytd was pretty cool.. cos we(hazel genie audie and me) went on a xiao long bao feast.. then like we initially ordered 10 xiaolongbaos and 1 fried rice.. but since we were such gluttons.. the portion was obviously too small for all of us.. so we ordered another 10.. haha.. and we thought it was enough.. but no.. even after swallowing 5 xiaolongbaos each. we were still hungry.. so we ordered an additional 6 more xiaolongbaos.. HAHA.. therefore in total, we ate 26 xiaolongbaos and a plate of fried rice.. after adding gst and service charge and blah blah, we ended up forking out 10 bucks each.. haha.. it was like 40 bucks.. ok la.. for such awesome xiaolongbaos.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but genie and hazel weren't contented.. so they continued eating at soup spoon.. haha.. each ordered a BIG BIG bowl of soup.. then haoqing dropped by to hand me my gift.. he was with andrew and chunwai.. lol.. anyway.. at first, i thought the gift was just a pathetic doggie footie thingy.. lol.. then i dug deep into the dog.. then i found this ballerina keychain and this anklet.. trust guys to conceal things.. haha.. so yea.. then i was so fascinated by the anklet.. cos i initially thought it was a necklace/choker.. then i tried it on around my neck.. but my neck wasn't that small.. so i tried it around my wrist.. then it was too big for my wrist.. so yea lor.. i finally concluded that it was an ANKLET...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. anyway.. then the 4 of us walked to cine and we took neos! haha.. omg.. i haven't taken neos in like ages.. so yea.. my neoprint decorating skill deteriorated like zomg.. haha.. cannot decorated alr.. but yea.. I MISS TAKING NEOPRINTSSSSS.. maybe when i go to japan.. i can find cooler ones.. haha.. i don't know.. then we went to taka to get gelato from venezia's! HAHA.. i got strawberry and green tea.. the colour combo was so pretty.. pink and green.. but since i'm too lazy to upload pics.. you shall be left to imagine it on your own.. HAHA.. yep yep.. then genie went to mos to get her drink.. haha.. then we shopped around a little..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we walked walked walked walked walked.. all the way to far east! genie and hazel got more extensions.. tsk tsk.. vain pot.. and genie took like 10 kazillion years to decide that she wanted ONE more purple bunch.. smart girl.. haha.. then we went to chamelon (which hazel pronounced CHARMAINE-LEON) charmaine.. you shld seriously feel honoured man.. haa.. then i was so fascinated by the cheapo tiaras in the shop.. genie was staring at the mirrors.. hazel was looking at the hairties.. and audie was.. hmm.. looking for cute stuff that all 01 girls can wear together one day.. HAHA.. then at night.. i had strawberry cheesecake from bakerzin with my family.. haha.. yummy! my dad made the right choice this time to get my birthday cake from there! last year's cake was nice too.. haha.. the extra chocolatey one from CHOCZ.. haha.. just like the one from the previous year when i celebrated with beatrice and the china exchange ppl.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. its getting late.. i better help my mum with the packing.. haha.. she's like alone in the living room.. making me feel so guilty for blogging in the comfort of my room and making her pack.. haha.. so i shall go now.. tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-1632238709793433311?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/1632238709793433311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=1632238709793433311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/1632238709793433311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/1632238709793433311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-ppl-its-10th-december.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-1607478126043378062</id><published>2008-12-03T17:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T17:21:21.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know i've been trying to continue my chinese essay.. but i just can't think of a nice story.. and you wanna know why.. BECAUSE THE TITLES IN THE BOOK ARE ALL SAD AND EMO ONES.. how the hell am i supposed to write a love story which isn't sad and emo.. i mean.. i tried writing one for QIAN SHOU.. haha.. but yea.. i decided to stop being a sadist and actually not kill my character.. especially since the person i killed in my QIAN SHOU story was a hottie.. hehe.. so yea.. HOW THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO DO THE ESSAY.. i wrote like 3 versions but neither's to my liking.. to think i actually gathered inspiration from IT STARTED WITH A KISS and THEY KISS AGAIN.. and my HONGKONG DRAMAS.. sigh.. now i'm watching DUKE OF MOUNT DEER all over again.. the last time i watched it was when i was like 10? yep.. maybe i'll get inspiration since he has 7 wives.. LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know my sis likes to read what i type on msn.. so like when she sees LOL.. she'll be like, "LAWL" haha.. which is kinda correct cos ppl type it like LAWL sometimes.. haha.. ok crap.. i'm talking rubbish cos i have nothing else to blog abt.. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.. i went on hot date with vanesse yesterday.. haha.. we ate yoshinoya.. then we went shopping.. i realise we have pretty much similar tastes in shoes.. haha.. though she likes plain tops and i like unplain tops.. LOL.. then we watched 4 christmases.. and there were like 2 ppl behind us who were initially very noisy.. and they sounded like little kids.. but when i turned around.. ohmytian! they were almost our age.. HAHA.. so much for face matching voices.. haha.. OH WAIT.. before we watched the movie.. we went to the toilet.. and we spotted a SEC TWO COUPLE (actually.. i'm not sure if they were sec 2 or sec 1.. maybe p6? but definitely not sec 3.. haha..) OMGOMGOMG.. haha.. so cuteeeeeeeeee.. like the girl was damn short.. then the guy looked quite young though he was tall.. haha.. just cute la.. hahaha.. yep.. then vanesse had waffles and i had cream of mushroom at the japanese pizza and ice cream place.. then we took the mrt home, where we were mercilessly squashed like sardines.. and i reached home at SEVEN! HAHA.. SO EARLYYYYYYYYY.. yep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk.. i have nothing else to blog abt.. i shall go watch my show again.. tata..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-1607478126043378062?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/1607478126043378062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=1607478126043378062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/1607478126043378062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/1607478126043378062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2008/12/hey-ppl-you-know-ive-been-trying-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-9071252041624776176</id><published>2008-12-01T22:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T22:41:39.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg.. i'm like the blurest shit on earth.. i'm one who forgets that i've already given ppl presents for their birthday and went to buy another one.. YES.. that's me.. i went to buy hazel, yet another gift.. smart rite.. cos i bought it like together with all the ppl whose birthdays are coming.. haha.. then i somehow thought that i had been a mean friend and did not buy her a gift when her bdae was months ago.. so yea.. CHANDEL YOU'RE SO CRAPPY..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance has finally ended..HAHA.. actually it ended last thursday.. i just feel like saying it again.. TRALALALALA.. haha.. i'm kinda high today cos i finally found someone with the same interests as me.. VANESSE AND I ARE CHANNEL 8 ADDICTS AND WE FIND THAT JAP DUDE FROM THE LITTLE NYONYA EFFING HOT.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and another reason why i'm high is because well.. i sort of realise my life doesn't suck that much.. i was watching this show on channel 8(again).. its abt this group of volunteers going to homes of the needy to help them clean up their house and maybe turn their lives around.. so this episode is abt this old guy.. i seriously feel damn sorry for him.. he initially had like a happy family.. a wife and 5 kids.. then after 2 daughters each committed suicide on different occasions.. the eldest sister and the third brother suffered depression.. so did the mum.. so yea.. the elderly man became the sole breadwinner of the family because everyone was too distraught.. so yea.. their lives are all in a mess.. the home's in a mess too.. its just so saddening..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going on a hot date with vanesse tmr! haha.. haven't met her in like ages alr.. haha.. but i still wanna bake cookies and make ice cream.. ice cream that we actually dare to swallow.. HAHA.. kk.. my cousin's bdae is tmr.. yep.. exactly a week before mine.. so i shall wish you a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY..  MAY YOU HAVE THE AWESOMEST BIRTHDAY EVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. kk.. i better go now.. tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-9071252041624776176?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/9071252041624776176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=9071252041624776176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/9071252041624776176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/9071252041624776176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2008/12/hey-ppl-omg.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-8865111370229704747</id><published>2008-11-30T23:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T22:13:02.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahh.. the font here is seriously small.. i'm like watching rugrats on tv now.. lol.. oh it just ended.. i lovelovelove the theme song.. its so cute.. and come to think of it, i've actually not watched it in years.. haha.. sense of nostalgia when i found it on nickelodeon.. NICK NICK NICK NICK NICK NICK NICK NICKELODEON! haha.. can i act a little schizo today? cos yea.. i'm trying to sound high and happy but i seriously feel damn bleh now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they just don't get it, do they? they just don't realise how important it is to me and just well, shelve it.. they're like this bunch of inconsiderate ppl who just don't seem to consider my feelings at all.. they just do what they fancy.. they don't care whether i value it or not.. they just ignore whatever opinions i might have.. they're just disgustingly selfish.. in fact.. i don't think they know that this paragraph refers to them.. i am kinda confident that right.. after reading this.. they might just go.. oh.. she's just being her cranky high maintenance self.. no need to bother about her.. i'm just horribly disappointed. you suck balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is it that you expect so much in life? why is it that you place so much emphasis on things that might just come back with no returns at all? why do you have to make your life so pathetic and be so upset? why can't you just settle for second best? or maybe just the alternative which isn't exactly second best? why can't you just forget it? why do you have to keep asking why.. get a life, chandel.. go find the answers to your questions la.. BOBOHEAD..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note, my sister made me an early birthday card.. love you babe.. though she didn't exactly write very sweet stuff at the end.. haha.. let me just type out what she wrote in the card:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Chendel&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(yes.. she spelt my name wrongly.. LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you a happy birthday and Happy New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you will find a boyfriend that is smart and rich!!! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(yes.. she seriously said that.. how cute can she get man.. haha.. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Yeah I forgot what do you want for yor birthday present? Do you want correction tape&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(LOL.. i was telling her how alissa told me that haoqing gives girls correction tapes for bdae presents)&lt;/span&gt;or your own house&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(WOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Merry Christmas and I Hate You.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(she kinda drew a heart shape in between I and You and wrote Hate in the heart.. =.= )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea.. that was what she wrote.. i didn't edit it or anything.. like whatever grammatical errors or spelling error she made.. its all reflected there.. and i just realised.. the only spelling error she made.. was the spelling of my name. SCREW YOU.. haha.. but still.. she's so sweet.. then she wanted to give me like this 'angpao' envelope with like $2.10 inside.. don't ask me why there was an additional 10 cents inside.. but yea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg.. i finally know why my font was so small.. cos i clicked on Edit Html instead of Compose.. HAHAHA.. i'm such a gundu pok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk.. i shall go now.. tata..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-8865111370229704747?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/8865111370229704747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=8865111370229704747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/8865111370229704747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/8865111370229704747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2008/11/hey-ppl-gahh_30.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-768991133788320865</id><published>2008-11-29T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T23:26:16.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. why is my font here so small all of a sudden.. gahh.. i was supposed to go back to cedar ytd to watch handbells play.. then my dad said i had to stay in his office all of a sudden.. you know he thinks that just cos he supplies my pocket money he can sort of turn my life into his dictatorship.. so yea.. but the good thing was my mum didn't go to work ytd cos nike had a 2 day thanksgiving holiday.. haha.. that's what i love abt american companies.. you get extra holidays.. like my mum gets 4th july off too.. haha.. yea.. so i spent the morning in my dad's office with my mum.. then we were waiting for that employee to come in.. oh gosh.. she actually came in at 10.30.. damn smart rite.. she's supposed to report at like 9.. haha. cos the office is always empty.. so she can be as late as she wants.. and she wasn't expecting my mum or anyone to be there.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea.. then my dad came back.. my mum and i walked to orchard to kinda shop.. then we went to orchard hotel for high tea with my dad.. then my dad went back to the office again.. and my mum and i went winter shopping.. i bought another long sleeved basic from mango.. and my mum says i cannot wear my flats to japan.. i have to wear either boots or sneakers.. and since i find boots a hassle.. i htink i gotta go find nice sneakers.. i have this converse one.. its something like boots.. like its quite high. yep.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw.. all these time.. my sister wasn;t with us at all cos she was on a hot date with a guy.. serious.. a 7 year old girl on a hot date with a 7 year old guy and his parents.. haha.. i think i mentioned this before.. but the guy kinda really liked my sister or something then he somehow got his mum to get my mum's number.. i don't know how.. yea.. then they first arranged to meet up in june.. subsequently, they met up in september again.. and now in nov.. haha.. so cute rite.. my sister actually has that appeal to make a little boy get his mummy contact a complete stranger.. and you know how my sis and the boy met? they went for that discovery camp thingy.. LOL.. and my mum's actually worried that my sister will turn into a tomboy cos she hates wearing dresses.. hmm.. i seriously don't think my sis will turn into a bunk or anything.. she loves soft toys for crying out loud.. *is that an indication of girliness?* i don't know.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yep.. i have nothing else to blog abt.. hmm.. today was my last day at learning lab? yea.. haha.. no more tuition.. especially on subjects that i clearly don't need coaching on.. haha.. so yep.. my saturday afternoons are now freed up.. what am i gonna do next week manzxz.. CRAP.. i gotta find something to do alr.. maybe i should find another drama serial to go gaga over.. kk.. i shall do just that.. tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-768991133788320865?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/768991133788320865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=768991133788320865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/768991133788320865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/768991133788320865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2008/11/hello-ppl-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-180189264010512221</id><published>2008-11-29T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T23:10:49.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot/chinese/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are The Empress&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;Beauty, happiness, pleasure, success, luxury, dissipation.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;The Empress is associated with Venus, the feminine planet, so it represents, &lt;br /&gt;beauty, charm, pleasure, luxury, and delight. You&amp;nbsp;may&amp;nbsp;be&amp;nbsp;good&amp;nbsp;at&amp;nbsp;home &lt;br /&gt;decorating, art or anything to do with making things beautiful.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;The Empress is a creator, be it creation of life, of romance, of art or business. While the Magician is the primal spark, the idea made real, and the High Priestess is the one who gives the idea a form, the Empress is the womb where it gestates and grows till it is ready to be born. This is why her symbol is Venus, goddess of beautiful things as well as love. Even so, the Empress is more Demeter, goddess of abundance, then sensual Venus. She is the giver of Earthly gifts, yet at the same time, she can, in anger withhold, as Demeter did when her daughter, Persephone, was kidnapped. In fury and grief, she kept the Earth barren till her child was returned to her.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Tarot Card are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot"&gt;Take the Test to Find Out.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-180189264010512221?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/180189264010512221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=180189264010512221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/180189264010512221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/180189264010512221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2008/11/you-are-empress-beauty-happiness.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-8052398059539559637</id><published>2008-11-27T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T22:44:33.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt; i. have. a. story. to. tell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but first.. take a look at this pic.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SS6uY7CA1HI/AAAAAAAAAew/tFOfo5CoU5A/s1600-h/n579693930_1124879_6743[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273343956883657842" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SS6uY7CA1HI/AAAAAAAAAew/tFOfo5CoU5A/s320/n579693930_1124879_6743%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;first row (left to right): amelia, deborah, tara, jingrui, cassandra WONG, weilin, huiping, cheryl     &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;second row (left to right): vivienne tam, dione, claire, adeline, jiayun, cherie, adorabelle, ruth, joan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;third row (left to right): abigail, zeshan, cassandra LEONG, ME, suyi, leta, sylvia, esther, candice, francine&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;fourth row (left to right): MISS CAROLINA TAN (pft), vivien cheok, violet chia, valerie CHIA, cleo, vanesse, trixy, julia, joyce CHING, shermaine, joyce MOK, pei yun, valerie THAI.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;HAHAHA.. i love 1J/2J.. yep.. thats my p1 photo.. with everyone looking so pure and innocent.. jingrui says weilin looks motherly.. vanesse is blocked by my BIG head.. zeshan and adeline touching their hair so cute-ly.. I LOVE SUCH PHOTOS MAN.. brings back memories of the good old days.. haha.. but then the class separated.. ppl went to GEP.. ppl went to 3F/4F.. ppl went to 3I/4I.. other ppl joined 3J/4J.. then 9 of us left for 5H/6H.. haha.. so in the end.. ppl like VANESSE, JING RUI, TRIXY, HUIPING, CHERYL, PEIYUN, SHERMAINE, JIAYUN were in the same class as me for 6 years.. haha.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;HAHAHA.. so cute riteeeeee.. love it mann.. i wanna go back to p1.. like how my sis is right now.. no worries at all.. doodling her days away.. LOL.. gahh..  todays marks the last day of contemp for the year for me cos i will be away when it restarts after 15 dec.. so yea.. haha.. kk.. i shall go be a facebook whore again. alissa's so mean rite.. call me facebook whore.. SHIT YOU..  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;AAAAND.. my birthday's coming ppl.. *hint hint ah* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;AAAAND AAAAND AAAAND.. its aditi's bdae today! HAPPY BIRTHDAY GIRL!! YAYY.. chandel asks, "how does it feel to be finally 15?" aditi says, "it feels the same as yesterday.. have a nice life.. " hahaha.. kk.. tata&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;chendol&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-8052398059539559637?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/8052398059539559637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=8052398059539559637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/8052398059539559637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/8052398059539559637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2008/11/i.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SS6uY7CA1HI/AAAAAAAAAew/tFOfo5CoU5A/s72-c/n579693930_1124879_6743%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-993521983525666795</id><published>2008-11-26T11:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T12:05:52.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh.. i am DYING.. seriously.. though it might seem a matter too trivial to many of you.. gahh.. anyway.. chandel has decided to wash her foot thongs then fix it.. cos if she doesn't wear her foot thongs by the next contemp prac.. i think she has to amputate the ball of her foot(is that even possible) PAIN AH.. its like i can't even SEE the blisters on my foot.. but i KNOW its there cos i can FEEL it.. what the shit.. and to add on to my misery.. i actually have to endure that MASSIVE headache that came from nowhere.. the sexy voice and the occasional gross sounding coughs because of my sore throat.. man.. what's with the weather.. everyone is getting sick.. ALISSA, MY SIS, DEBBIE, YVETT.. and now me.. i'm so glad dance is ending soon.. not that i hate it or anything.. but gahh.. i don't think i can hang on any longer.. and there's a SIX HOUR practice tmr.. tell me why i actually subject myself to all these.. *i love dance i love dance i love dance* okok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mummy was nice today.. she made my favourite pork and potato porridge early in the morning.. hehe.. then its aroma woke me up at 9.30 this morning! hehe.. okok.. its quite late la.. but i normally wake up at 10.. so yea.. i have math tuition later and i haven't even finished my teacher's homework.. haha.. heck la.. i shall just do it together with her.. my health is more impt.. what if i die of stress as i attempt the challenging (ok.. not that bad) questions.. my parents will just die of despair.. leaving my sis to fend for herself.. eh.. that's not so bad.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know i was like staring at that stupid woman sleep last night cos i was bored and i finally decided that she looks the cutest when she is asleep.. cos she is least active and she has this really adorable sleeping position.. like both palms facing each other and planted under her head.. like you know the typical sleeping position.. gahh.. i think i'm confusing you.. nvm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to illustrate how msn loves to cheat my feelings by telling me that the other party didn't receive my message when they actually did, leaving me to type the message again and again like a fool.. but i can't type an example.. cos i forgot how that whole thing looked like.. haha.. OH WELLS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes.. chandel has turned into a full time channel 8 addict.. don't ask me how that happened but yea.. CHANDELL.. WHATS HAPPENING TO YOUUUUUUUUUUU.. first i have to get home by 7 daily cos i wanna catch TEN BROTHERS.. its really cute ok.. like 10 bros with special powers of their own.. hehe.. and they all look quite hot.. without that weirdo hair that is.. then ytd.. i continued watching cos i was waiting for my dad to finish cooking fried rice.. then i watched SUPER MUMMY.. lol.. i know its retarded.. and rite.. there were 2 contestants who were dancing to DIAMONDS ARE A GIRL'S BEST FRIEND.. seriously.. tell me about coincidence.. i keep finding myself stumbling into things related to marilyn monroe.. goshhh.. then i watched the little nyonya.. haha.. cos since it was a blockbuster and was SUPPOSED to be damn nice.. i decided to stay and watch it.. haha.. its quite ok actually.. that is if you ignore my mum's non-stop comments abt this actress who cannot act and this actress who is too old to play young and yada yada yada.. haha.. so yea.. after channel 8-ing.. my mum proceeded to channel u-ing.. MY PARENTS.. TV ADDICTS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk.. so yep.. i shall go get my porridge now.. its 12.05.. an acceptable time to have lunch.. tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-993521983525666795?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/993521983525666795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=993521983525666795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/993521983525666795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/993521983525666795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2008/11/hello-ppl-oh-gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-752548841257215432</id><published>2008-11-21T12:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T12:37:21.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SSY1fYFqXzI/AAAAAAAAAeo/QuYLR-SfaAg/s1600-h/alissame2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270959227042160434" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SSY1fYFqXzI/AAAAAAAAAeo/QuYLR-SfaAg/s320/alissame2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ALISSA BOYFRIEND AND ME:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SSY1fCOk5rI/AAAAAAAAAeg/0ldyoQrClfY/s1600-h/cutie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270959221173970610" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SSY1fCOk5rI/AAAAAAAAAeg/0ldyoQrClfY/s320/cutie.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;MY SIS TRYING TO BALANCE HER SOFTTOY ON HER FLAT HEAD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SSY1e49HjZI/AAAAAAAAAeY/A4qUiPvANQk/s1600-h/alissame.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270959218684824978" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SSY1e49HjZI/AAAAAAAAAeY/A4qUiPvANQk/s320/alissame.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALISSA AND ME AGAIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SSY1egusqUI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/nBpMwsy4Qfw/s1600-h/dorothy9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270959212181891394" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SSY1egusqUI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/nBpMwsy4Qfw/s320/dorothy9.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;DOROTHY THE BIMBO QUEEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SSY0M7FPPYI/AAAAAAAAAeI/SlsicOPNtF4/s1600-h/dorothy5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270957810506481026" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SSY0M7FPPYI/AAAAAAAAAeI/SlsicOPNtF4/s320/dorothy5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;SEE.. she INSISTS on zilianing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SSY0MU4UTsI/AAAAAAAAAeA/D5QPE1imH_c/s1600-h/dorothy4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270957800251739842" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SSY0MU4UTsI/AAAAAAAAAeA/D5QPE1imH_c/s320/dorothy4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;SHE DOESN'T SPARE THE TOILET MIRRORS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SSY0MBwTnFI/AAAAAAAAAdw/SSW39V9vtZY/s1600-h/dorothy2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270957795117866066" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SSY0MBwTnFI/AAAAAAAAAdw/SSW39V9vtZY/s320/dorothy2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AND THOSE IN ZARA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SSY0L0drlEI/AAAAAAAAAdo/IFkeYrJ5JCs/s1600-h/dorothy1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270957791550084162" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SSY0L0drlEI/AAAAAAAAAdo/IFkeYrJ5JCs/s320/dorothy1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BUT I LIKE THIS..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i realise that the photos that i simply adore are photos covering half my face.. what does this imply man.. HAHA.. i feel so accomplished.. cos i helped debbie add music to her blog ytd.. yes i know.. i'm awesome shitzxz.. haha.. and ytd.. i realised that playing hasee bounce rocks at making you cheerful and all.. then i started playing HOW BIG IS YOUR BRAIN on facebook.. gahh.. i'm still at #29.. but nvm.. i have a brain of a scientist.. LOL.. so crappy manzxz.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh dear.. my flu is back.. thanks to who.. THANKS TO MY SISTER.. i tink.. cos she was lying on my bed next to me ytd.. then she starting coughing ONTO me. yes.. what kind of sis is she man.. haha.. but she's real fun to play with when she's sick.. cos she doesn't hit you and all.. haha,, ok.. i just made her sound like some dangerous cannibal or smth..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i just realised that i have really short term memory.. i do stuff and forget that i did it at all.. oh gosh. and i seriously need to be constantly reminded.. what in the world is happening to me.. gahhh.. kk.. i shall go heat up my lunch.. its damn nice.. last night's leftover dinner.. pork chop and fried potatoes in ketchup.. and chicken soup.. AWESOMEEE.. hehe.. kk.. tata&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;chendol&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/18897878-752548841257215432?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/752548841257215432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=752548841257215432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/752548841257215432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/752548841257215432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2008/11/alissa-boyfriend-and-me-my-sis-trying.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_siVIg9L3oQg/SSY1fYFqXzI/AAAAAAAAAeo/QuYLR-SfaAg/s72-c/alissame2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-3549834910152736914</id><published>2008-11-20T22:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T00:53:53.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>got tagged by Andrew to do this quiz. since i'm so bored.. i shall do it.. HAHAH..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The person who tagged you is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;andrew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your relationship with him is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;good friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Your 5 impressions of him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;nice.. err sensitive? eloquent.. classy.. caring..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The most memorable thing he had done for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hmm.. carebear? i don't know.. maybe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The most memorable thing he had said to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;don't tell you.. HEHE.. scarli don't have.. haha.. no la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If she becomes your lover, you will?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hmmm.. no comments..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If she becomes your enemy, you will?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;think why i would lose such a nice friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What is it you really want to tell her now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;errr.. i'm hungry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Your overall impression of her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;nice guy who's kind-hearted and sensitive..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. How do you think people around you feel about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;errr.. i am not a bimbo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. The characteristics you hate of yourself are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i take offence very easily.. I AM NOT PETTY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. The characteristics you love about yourself are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hmm.. i am zilian you know.. are you sure you wanna talk abt this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. The most ideal person you would want to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;haha.. MRS MARCUS LEE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. For people who care and like you, say something to them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;iie lurbbe lurbbe uue worhzxzxz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Pass this quiz to 10 people so you would now how they feel about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;1) Mak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;2) Matt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;3) Dorothy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;4) Haoqing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;5) Alissa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;6) Hazel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;7) Genie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;8) Aditi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;9) Weng Kin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;10) Nurul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Who is no 6 (Hazel) having a relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;yes. with me.. we're having a kid on 10th October 2010..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Is Number 9 (Weng Kin) a male or female?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I AM NOT SURE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. If number 7 (Genie) and number 10 (Nurul) got together, would it be a good thing?&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;NOOOOOOOO.. i will nvr let nurul still my honey..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What is number 2 (Matt) studying about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;huh.. err.. trigo.. and he doesn't pay attention when studying trigo.. tsk tsk..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. When was the last time you had a chat with number 3 (Dorothy)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;YESTERDAY.. HOT DATE WITH DEAR DOROTHY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What kind of music does number 8 (Aditi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;omg.. i don't know.. HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL! LOL..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Does number 1 (Mak) have any older siblings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;nope.. hehe.. i wanna be her older sibling!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Will you woo number 3 (Dorothy)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I don't mind.. then we can be a lesbian couple who SIGHTSEEING everyday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. How about number 7 (Genie)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;She's already my honey.. HAHA.. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Is number 4 (Haoqing) single?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;err.. don't know.. think so.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What is the surname of number 5 (Alissa)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hew or Cheong. take your pick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What is the hobby of number 10 (Nurul)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;erm.. watching gossip girl? HAHA..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Do number 5 (Alissa) and number 9 (Weng Kin) get along well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;now that'll be interesting! haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Where is number 2 (Matt) studying in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;National Junior College la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;32. Say something aboout number 1 (Mak).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i love her cos she loves me.. we love each other&lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;33. Have you tried developing feelings for number 8 (Aditi)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;no way man.. she pronounced ELOISE disgustingly.. BLEHHH..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;34. Where does number 9 (Wengkin) live?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Selangor.. omg.. i actually rmb.. HEHE..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;35. What colour does number 4 (Haoqing) like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;errr.. this i'm not sure.. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;36. Are number 1 (mak) and number 5 (alissa) best friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;eh.. kinda rite.. like close friends.. who camwhore WITHOUT me.. shit you la.. and now they're having their own convo in our mass convo cos i'm blogging.. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;37. Does number 1 (mak) have any pets?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;MAKK.. DO YOU HAVE PETSSS..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;38. Is number 7 (Genie) the sexiest person in the world?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Yea la yea la.. my honey is hotter than anyone in the world..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;39. What is number 10 (Nurul) doing now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;gee.. i don't knoww..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-3549834910152736914?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/3549834910152736914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=3549834910152736914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/3549834910152736914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/3549834910152736914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2008/11/got-tagged-by-andrew-to-do-this-quiz.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-7826524944530093429</id><published>2008-11-19T23:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T00:12:49.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahh.. i'm not in the mood to blog alr.. lol.. you know at first when i came home, i was in really high spirits.. like i was damn happy and cheerful and all.. haha.. after a day out with dorothy, you are sure to be high.. LOL.. yea.. then my dad had to blame me for my sis falling sick.. apparently, my sis would fall sick because i was always not at home to help clean the house.. so my sis had to breathe in all that dust and fall sick.. OH POOR THING.. whatever la. the thing is.. the only reason why he said that was cos there was like powder on the bedside table. and it was spilled by my sis like after she took her bath.. so i was like.. uh huh.. rightt.. then my dad used the word 'irresponsible' on me.. i hate it when ppl say that i'm irresponsible especially when i've been maligned.. i don't know la.. don't you feel offended? i don't know la.. i just don't like it at all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i came online and wanted to blog about today.. haha.. then i decided not to after an online convo.. gahh.. now i've completely lost the mood and enthusiasm alr.. maybe i take offence too easily.. that's why my mood always gets affected.. i'm not exactly thick skinned la.. so yea.. shizz.. now i sound as if i'm really petty and all.. i'm not ok.. I'M NICE.. haha.. k la.. maybe i should blog abt today some other time.. plus pictures.. haha.. not in the mood to wait for the pics to get uploaded tonight.. and its late anyway.. have to sleep alr.. cos dance starts at 8.. and it ends at 3.. WOW.. and i think i shouldn't go for class outing tmr alr la.. i shld STAY AT HOME AND MAKE SURE THAT NTH GETS ONTO THAT BLOODY BEDSIDE TABLE.. call me irresponsible.. stop venting your frustrations on me.. i'm not your punching bag.. if you're really so pissed with those students.. then do something abt it la.. GAHHHHHHHH.. blehh.. i'm gonna sleep.. haha.. tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-7826524944530093429?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/7826524944530093429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=7826524944530093429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/7826524944530093429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/7826524944530093429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2008/11/hey-ppl-gahh.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-1290523305873866351</id><published>2008-11-17T23:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T00:09:11.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm blogging again! YAYY.. haha.. ok.. you know i made this super cool discovery just now! i was like researching on THE CRUCIBLE just now (don't ask why).. anyway.. did you know that the writer of THE CRUCIBLE was actually the ex husband of marilyn monroe?! EVERYBODY GO OMG! haha.. this is so cool.. lol.. so coincidental... his name is arthur miller.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with dear boyfriend again.. i tell you.. i go out with her so often i'm getting tired of her.. HAHA.. jk la.. we went to central.. then shopped a little.. saw really cool boxers.. lol.. then we walked to esplanade.. had ice cream.. saw ppl filming AGAIN.. last week also have.. i went esplanade with amy last week, you see.. then alissa and i walked to marina square to look for the tshirt shop lady.. but the shop was closed unfortunately.. :( then we walked around to look for for her leggings before walking to suntec where i sang the powerpuff girls theme song.. then we were thinking whether to go for the book fest or continue shopping.. we decided on the latter because.. err.. ALISSA thought it was nerdy no lifey to be at the book fest on such a fine day.. lol.. then we went to nike and adidas.. then sat in front of FOND to look at videos on her phone before taking a bus with my mum to find my dad at his office.. alissa on the other hand was supposed to get a lift from my dad to somewhere near school.. but she abandoned me halfway on the bus when we were opp ps so that she could take bus 7 home.. HAHA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg.. GAHHHHHH.. GYQFH!! gahhhhh... shit you la.. its ok chandel.. its ok.. grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.. i shall go get some ice cream..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. now i seriously do not have anything to blog abt.. i shall go then.. tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-1290523305873866351?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/1290523305873866351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=1290523305873866351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/1290523305873866351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/1290523305873866351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2008/11/hello-ppl-and-im-blogging-again-yayy.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-1775698573579896453</id><published>2008-11-16T22:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:45:14.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha.. ok ppl.. i have a double advertisement to make..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU WANNA GET BEADED JEWELLERY PLEASE VISIT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JING RUI'S BLOGSHOP: &lt;a href="http://www.twinklebeads.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.twinklebeads.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MICHELLE'S BLOGSHOP: &lt;a href="http://www.m-theshop.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.m-theshop.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. i feel like some kind soul today.. so yep.. helping them both advertise.. and jingrui says i'll get a discount... HAHA.. YAYYYYYYYYYYYYY..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-1775698573579896453?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/1775698573579896453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=1775698573579896453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/1775698573579896453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/1775698573579896453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2008/11/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-8314991820403636127</id><published>2008-11-16T18:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T18:35:33.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm blogging again.. YAY.. oh gosh.. i'm getting bored of the holidays alr..  i need something cool to do.. like err.. FLYING WITH HAZEL.. haha.. this girl is mad i tell you.. quote hazel: "WE'RE GOING TO BE FLYING FROGGIES.. OH LOOK ALLITERATIONS.." lol.. she's weird la.. hmm.. i think i wanna go do CIP again.. haha.. go to that office and help shred paper.. LOL.. or.. i could get a job.. as erm.. i don't know.. gahhhhhhhhhh.. maybe i should go give like tuition to kids who do too well in school and need to get sucky grades so as to balance out their overly superb results.. haha.. i'm sure that as their teacher, i can guarantee straight Ds.. WOOHOO.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i'm blogging, my sister is blasting disney channel on the tv.. K.U.Z.C.O. kuzco kuzco GO GO! HAHA.. the emperor's new school is so cuteeeeee.. oh.. the song again.. LOL.. ok.. it ended.. anyway.. yea.. there's ELOISE AT THE PLAZA later again.. YAY.. aditi.. i seriously think it's pronounced AE(as in like the 'a' in apple)-LO-EEZ.. and not EE-LOYS.. wait.. let me go check.. OMG.. there's an eloise website! SO CUTE.. ALRIGHT.. you see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;according to &lt;a href="http://inogolo.com/pronunciation/Eloise"&gt;http://inogolo.com/pronunciation/Eloise&lt;/a&gt;, the name is pronounced how i call it: ae-lo-eez.. let me find more evidence..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. this website &lt;a href="http://au.answers.yahoo.com/question/indexqid=20070801044202AAxJx89"&gt;http://au.answers.yahoo.com/question/indexqid=20070801044202AAxJx89&lt;/a&gt; says it is like ELLE- LOUISE.. which is something like how i thought it was supposed to be pronounced like.. YOU SEE ADITI.. YOU SEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. alrighty.. and according to &lt;a href="http://www.eloisewebsite.com/"&gt;www.eloisewebsite.com&lt;/a&gt;, the book was published in the 50's.. haha.. i have been like glued to things from the 60's since last monday.. LOL.. rmb i went to the esplanade library on monday? yea.. i kinda borrowed a book on marilyn monroe( I KNOW I KNOW.. its not the type of book that ppl borrow).. anyway, yea.. her story was really really interesting.. like how she used to be norma jeane baker and she got married when she was just 16 so as to prevent from returning to the orphanage, which she was placed at after her mum suffered a mental breakdown and was unable to care for her at all.. yea.. anyway.. i think she was rather pitiful.. like her many miscarriages.. and her being stereotyped as a dumb blonde.. i don't know if it was just typecast or that she acted that way off screen.. and the way she died.. sigh.. ppl can't even confirm if it was murder or suicide.. she was born an unwanted child and died unwanted as well despite her fame. apparently, her body was left unclaimed longer than it should have been in the morgue.. but yea.. i don't know.. her story's really quite fascinating.. oh.. and i thought she looked ok before plastic.. oh wells.. plastic made her look modern.. she looked like someone from hollywood like these days, rather than someone from the 1960's..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, so i was like watching some of her performances online.. then i saw diamonds are a girl's best friend.. LOL.. coincidentally, yesterday, we danced to that song for dance.. (!!) haha.. so cool.. so yea.. we did like a cabaret style dance yesterday... i seriously enjoyed it.. haha. different style form mr dan's usual erm.. strong stuff.. lol.. yea.. i was like.. eh.. that song sounds familiar when mr dan played it.. then suddenly.. i heard the DIAMONDS ARE A GIRL'S BEST FRIEND.. then i was like.. OH OH OH.. i know! it's marilyn monroe's song.. LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.. and i'm going to another wedding again.. this time.. it's my tuition teacher's.. HAHA.. its at copthorne waterfront hotel.. the invitation card was like addressed to me.. HAHA.. so cool..gahh.. my sis is asleep next to  me.. lol.. again.. oh.. the suite life of zac and cody is on now.. haha.. WEBSHOW.. lol.. kk.. i better go now.. tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-8314991820403636127?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/8314991820403636127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=8314991820403636127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/8314991820403636127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/8314991820403636127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2008/11/hey-ppl-im-blogging-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-6742344672234026842</id><published>2008-11-14T11:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T12:23:10.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. What have you been doing recently?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;you really wanna know? stoning. rotting. dancing. eating. sleeping. shopping. homeworking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you ever turn your cellphone off?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;not really. unless it dies on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What happened at 10am today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i just woke up? HAHA..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. When did you last cry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;cry ah.. hmm.. i think last Tuesday? haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Believe in fate/ destiny?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ooo.. so deep.. but actually.. i do.. i'm very superstitious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.What do you want in your life now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;now as in long term or short term?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;short term: i want food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;long term: i wanna get into a good college. meet a csnshr guy (figure out yourself). and have an awesome career. oh yes. 3 daughters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you tend to make a relationship complicated?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;huh.. errr.. not really?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Are you wearing anything you borrowed from someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i'm still in my pjs.. HAHA..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What was the last movie you caught?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL 3.. troy's michael jackson dance.. HOTZXZX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Does the person know that you like him/her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;that i cannot comment. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 . Who always make you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;debbie.. HAHA.. she's always making me laugh during dance..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you speak languages other than english?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;chinese? vietnamese?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Favourite website(s)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;MY BLOG. KM. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ihavenolife.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;www.ihavenolife.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; (please do not click that. i don't know why it was linked)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What's your middle name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;me no have one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What are you doing tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hmm.. dance in the morning.. learning lab.. i wanna go shopping with my parents.. thats when i can actually BUY stuff..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What do you think you are like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i think i am like CHANDEL. no wait.. they asked what.. i think i'm like a strawberry lollipop. and i don't know why i just said that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Who will you choose to die with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;my one true love &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;18. Where have you been today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I JUST WOKE UP DOOD. WHERE DO YOU THINK I'VE BEEN TO? DREAMLAND?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;19. What game do you play often?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;game? i certainly don't like harlo 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;20. Who are you missing right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;many ppl.. seriously.. i've been enclosed within the 4 walls for 2 long.. not really actually.. haha.. just that i haven't been seeing many ppl lately.. just dance ppl.. and alissa.. and ervin.. and amy.. yea..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;21. If you had to chose between a friend and a love, who will you chose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;what if that friend is my love &lt;3..&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;22. What are you doing right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;doing this quiz. feeling hungry.. trying to call alissa but to no avail..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;23. Which primary school are you from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;RGPS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;24. Name 3 colours that you like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;pink.white.green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;25. What emotion do you like to show?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;according to ervin cheong, i've only got 2 emotions. the pout and the crazy smile. i prefer the crazy smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;26. What is your life to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;my life is like SHIT. it sucks.. not. HAHA.. but then again. it's not like everything's a bed of roses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;27. If you have something troubling you, what will you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;hot date with my one true love&lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;28. Who did you last chat with on msn today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;err.. first person to chat with me on msn, you mean.. minh lor..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;29. Who do you admire most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hmmmm.. i can't think of a particular person as of now.. but i admire ppl for extraordinary abilities from time to time.. lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;30. Which month were you born in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;DECEMBERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;31. How are you feeling right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;hungry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;32. What time is it now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;11.45&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;33. What kind of person do u think the one who tagged you is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;no one tagged me. i did this on my own.. got it from xinping's blog(which i helped created).. HAHA.. i'm boredd..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;34. What colour did you use to dye hair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i didn't.. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;35. Why are you doing this test?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cos i'm hungry and bored. and i don't know..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;36. What do you do when you're moody?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;errrr.. think of happy stuff? but then i'll just become moody again.. i'll just live with it until it is solved.. which is always the case! HAHA..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;37. At which age you wish to get married?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;around 10 years down the road? 25/26? haha.. no wait.. 27..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;38. Who is most important to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;huh.. errr.. i don't know. really don't. maybe my family? yea..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;39. If today is the last day of your life, what will you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;insane stuff. things that ppl never imagined chandel would do. like err.. the bungee thingy at clarke quay.. and other crazy things.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;40. Who is the person you trust the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;ehh.. if i say it here.. then the person whom i tell most things to will feel damn stressed out rite.. HAHA..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;41. Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after a rain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;yea yea..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;42. If you have a dream come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;go to princeton. get a nice job(lawyer/fashion magazine editor in chief/talkshow host). get a nice house.. like those black and white colonial houses along nassim road or somewhere rich.. find a csnhsr husband.. HAHA.. have 3 daughters: eloise, arielle and christle(this one changes from time to time.. lol..) there.. dream come true.. HAHA..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;43. What is your goal for this year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hmm.. for the rest of the year? i just wanna have an awesome birthday.. seriously..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;44. Do you believe in eternity love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;not really? you'll get bored someday right? unless you come straight right out from a fairy tale..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;45. What feeling do you love most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;feeling terribly loved? HAHA..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;46. Do you really think its Global Warming now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i think global warming would be worse..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;47. What feeling do you hate the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;when you aren't taken seriously. that's bloody frustrating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;48. You like doing quizzes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;depends la seriously..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;49. Do you believe in God?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;erm.. i ain't christian.. but yea?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;50. Who cares for you most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i think that would be my family.. like duhh rite..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;51. What do you think is the most important thing in your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i thought you asked this alr? having a few awesome friends around me to listen to me rant and rant non stop.. then provide me with answers that can delude me into believing that it ain't that bad afterall.. HAHA..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;52. What will you bring when you fight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i don't fight? LOL..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;53. What have you done regretted doing in your whole life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;opening my big mouth, seriously.. shouldn't have said that at all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;54. What would you do if nobody cared for you any longer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;that would never happen. i'm too nice for that to happen to me.. HAHAHAHAHA..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;55. What if your boyfriend/girlfriend two-timed you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;tsk tsk.. let them rot la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;56. How do you feel now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;still hungry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-6742344672234026842?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/6742344672234026842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=6742344672234026842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/6742344672234026842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/6742344672234026842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2008/11/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-4556715797336295247</id><published>2008-11-11T22:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T23:15:53.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chandel initially wanted to post some pictures seeing how blehh her blog looked without any awesome pictures of herself. however, she could not find any decebt looking ones since her zilian photos with amy in the TOPSHOP changing room kinda turned out gross.. HAHA.. we picked the wrong kind of clothes.. though its really very very pretty.. i like itt.. but it juse to doesn't fit me.. and now my sis is lying beside me on my bed and molesting my hair.. WOW..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know today, i received this envelope with super chio handwriting which was addressed to me.. and there were also 4 very nice written words at the side.. PLEASE DO NOT FOLD.. haha.. see how impt i thought the letter was.. lol.. i mean.. it was cool enough i got a letter after god knows how many years.. then somebody actually bothered to make sure that the letter was delivered to me without any unsightly folds.. AWWWW.. the last time i got a letter was from.. err.. NJ.. lol.. the acceptance letter.. yea.. that's like almost a year ago.. anyway, the i opened the letter.. what i saw was extremly horrific and depressing. so much so that i almost choked on my redcurrent puffs.. HAHA.. it was like the photos from my cousin's wedding.. my OTHER cousin sent it to me since she took the pics with her camera.. her name is ALYSSA.. yes.. same pronunciation as alissa.. pronounced.. AH LEE SAH! LOL..okok.. yea.. i looked so weird in the photos.. gahhhh.. and my dress looked freaking weird.. I WILL NEVER EVER WEAR IT AS A DRESS AGAIN.. i shall jst wear it like how ppl do.. as a long skirt.. but yea.. even this cousin of mine has nicer handwriting than me.. i'm destined to have like guy's handwriting.. shizz.. my handwriting is like uglier than wengkin's and daryl's.. but it's prettier than alissa's.. OH YEAH.. HAHAHAHAHAHA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like at the dining table just now.. then i saw this invitation card to my sister's friend's bdae party.. AND AGAIN.. it's at a club.. THE PINES.. or smth liddat.. i don't think its very cheap.. like WHY ARE KIDS SO LUCKY THESE DAYS.. CELEBRATE BIRTHDAY IN CLUBS.. NOT FAIRRRRRRRRR.. but actually.. my birthday parties also quite ok la.. haha.. it was also in a CLUB.. my condo's CLUBhouse.. LOL.. still rmb.. my p6 birthday party.. invited 6h friends.. then jiaqian and felicia stayed overnight after the party.. hehe.. ghost stories and all.. then we woke up at 5.45 instead of 6.45 to go walk around the estate.. ..  and my p2 birthday party.. it was in conjunction with some funny celebration at my old condo.. so like the condo management alr had their own events.. plus my party.. LOL.. super crowded.. and i love birthday parties.. cos it means that ppl buy you presents.. no matter how useless the gift was, i just felt loved.. HAHA.. got present lehh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of birthdays.. my birthday's coming real soon.. hehe.. WHO WANTS TO DATE ME ON MY BDAE.. haha.. most ppl i know would be away then:( lol.. so i gotta find something to do.. maybe i shld have a sleepover with vanesse.. hope she's still in s'pore.. haha.. i wanna make ice cream again.. this time, i'm determined to make ice cream that we actually DARE eat.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok.. went out with amy ytd.. went shopping at raffles city where i got addicted to sharpay pink.. haha.. the shimmy shimmy lip gloss pink.. damn bimbotic.. but its sp cool.. we next had pizza.. no service charge or gst ok.. but they only accepted cash.. so amy had to go to the atm machine to get money from her NETS card.. then we ended up walking to esplanade library.. and i saw bernice, kimberly and other ballet friends.. lol.. oh.. and while walking there.. i kinda spotted steffi in citylink.. not sure if its her.. haha.. the world's so small eh.. anyway.. i really like the explanade library.. so quiet and nice.. but too dark to study.. haha.. and then amy and i had haagen daz.. LOL.. then we walked.. from esplanade all the way the orchard.. ngee ann city actually.. haha.. ain't we pro shitzxz.. i know we are.. LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahh.. i'm so looking forward to my japan trip.. its like the day after my bdae.. OH.. maybe i can celebrate my bdae in japan.. though it'll be belated.. lol.. i kinda picked out my clothes.. lol.. okok.. just like 1 set.. its a white turtle neck with a sweet looking green and black dress thingy and black stockings.. then i wanna wear the peter teo skirt.. but i think it'll be too short.. and too thin.. LOL.. unless i wear like tights underneath it.. do u think it'll be better? HAHA.. i have a lot of skirts to wear there.. so kawaii.. but i'm just afraid of the cold weather.. my mum just picked out this super chio top.. its nike.. but its really really pretty.. haha.. LOVE IT..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighty.. i shall go back to watch those hilarious videos i saw from xiaxue's blog.. lol.. its just damn funny.. alissa and i were like laughing like shit last night watching it.. lol.. kk.. tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-4556715797336295247?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/4556715797336295247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=4556715797336295247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/4556715797336295247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/4556715797336295247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2008/11/hey-ppl-chandel-initially-wanted-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-2530296909567919113</id><published>2008-11-07T23:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T00:08:49.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok shit.. now i blog even less frequently during the holidays.. haha.. you can't blame me.. THEY KISS AGAIN really is friggin addictive.. i likee.. the only thing is that.. I HAVE A PHOBIA. I NOW HAVE A PHOBIA OF MAKING OUT.. haha.. seriously.. every single episode, there is like a kissing scene.. cos each episode's like 1.5hr.. so in this 1.5hr, zhishu and xiangqin will quarrel and make up and then make out in their pretty pretty room.. HAHA.. so yea.. i'm getting scared of it and alissa says that i will die watching gossip girl.. so.. i shall refrain from doing so.. i will start watching shows that aren't kiss related.. yep.. HAHA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this entire week.. rather boring i guess.. haha.. its just like watching they kiss again.. it started with a kiss special edition.. yada yada yada.. haha.. i think ariel lin's rather cute.. the way the taiwanese speak chinese.. haha.. so adorable.. i think i'm gonna spam myself with homework next week.. finish it all then can play again.. eh wait.. i don't think i can do it.. haha.. let's see what i have:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 chinese exercises.. the 阅读维他命 thingy..&lt;br /&gt;the chinese essay thingy&lt;br /&gt;math homework&lt;br /&gt;physics homework&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh.. that's all rite.. i think. wait till i start remembering more.. i mean 15 comprehension thingys.. so easy rite.. i can seriously do it within a day.. i won't die doing that.. i LOVE compres.. WOOHOO.. bullshit la chandel tan.. haha.. but i'm sort of looking forward to doing the essay thingy.. i'm gonna write what chandels are best at.. 爱情故事.. haha.. seriously.. my LA poems were all abt love and stuff.. haha.. ervin said my abortion poem was awesome.. hehe.. YOU LEFT MY FANTASY TRAIN DERAILED.. HAHAHAHAHA.. math and physics.. errrr.. rightttt.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out today.. had soup spoon.. then watched hsm3 AGAIN.. haha.. I REALLY REALLY LOVE THE 70'S MICHAEL JACKSON STYLE DANCE.. I SHALL GO SEARCH FOR SUCH VIDEOS ON YOUTUBE.. HEHE.. ITS SO COOL.. then had tcc for dinner.. haha.. the menu completely changed.. no more macaroni gratin.. no more kalua salmon.. its all changed.. to not nice food.. only the wedges stayed.. gahh.. first u took away my oreo cheesecake.. then you changed the breakfast menu.. then you changed the lunch/dinner menu.. WHATS YOUR PROBLEM.. haha.. i'm actually kinda looking forward to my tokyo trip.. alissa was like telling me abt all those shops worth visiting. hehe.. i can plan the itinerary next week.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk.. i'm really tired.. so yep.. tata..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-2530296909567919113?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/2530296909567919113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=2530296909567919113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/2530296909567919113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/2530296909567919113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2008/11/hey-ppl-ok-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-3210066124977670979</id><published>2008-11-03T10:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T10:48:04.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahhh.. so holidays are SORT of in full fledged for ip1s that is.. haha.. the canoeing/track/shooting ppl are off to obs.. lol.. its kinda gonna rain at my side.. can u imagine if it pours at ubin? poor them:( oh wells.. i get to sit comfortably on my bed as i blog.. TOO BAD.. lol.. now its their turn to KAYAK 8 hours or more.. trek with damn heavy haversacks pitch tents in absolute darkness if no one remembers the torch.. and forget the fly sheet.. ok crap.. i sound as if i'm complaining.. STOP IT CHANDEL.. STOP IT..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighty.. for the past few days.. 4 days actually, i have been cooped up at home to complete the 30 episode long IT STARTED WITH A KISS.. damn its awesome fantabulous nicenicenicenice (whatever 4 syllabal word that you can think of to describe it) yep.. I LOVED IT LIKE SHITZXZXZXZXZXZX.. i mean i was like completely absorbed into the show.. cried with the girl.. laughed with the girl.. got angry with the guy,.. cursed the third party.. everything.. haha.. its chandel's type of show.. which unfortunately, is terribly sappy.. HAHA.. the title gives it all away la.. haha.. i'm so excited now.. so i shall attempt to type out a synopsis of the entire show.. you may choose to skip this part if you think that gahhh.. SAPPY SHOWS ARE CRAP BORING.. for example.. ppl like *cough* alissa hew *cough*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kkk.. there's this silly girl, yuan xiangqin (she's from the worst class) who has this major uber crush on the school's top student because he's not just exceptionally smart.. he's really athletic and yea.. the all rounder.. just like marcus!!!!!!!!!!!! haha.. ok.. then right, she decides to give him a love letter one day to confess but got ignored by him cos he was so arrogant.. apparently, he looked down on girls who were stupid and dumb and noob and nincompoop.. you get the point.. xiangqin is left hearbroken.. oh wait.. that impressive guy's name is jiang zhishu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one fine day, xiangqin's house collapsed due to an earthquake, leaving her and her dad without a roof over their heads.. this matter got on the news and xiangqin's father's friend happened to see their plight on tv.. so he invited them both to stay in his house temporarily.. the next part's probably cliched.. it turns out that the father's friend is JIANG ZHISHU's father!!!!!!! so the thing is.. zhishu and xiangqin are gonna live together!!!! so yea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then since xiangqin's grades were really in the dumps.. zhishu was nice enough to coach her till she made it to uni.. and right.. zhishu rather forgo his place at some prestigious uni in taipei to accompany her in some lousy uni? lol.. yea.. ok.. i kinda think i'm seriously droning.. so yea.. the point is xiangqin's always the bouncy blur silly but cheerful person while zhishu was the dao serious.. sometimes exceptionally evil to xiangqin but nice and sensitive without showing it kind of person.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the show ends with him pleading with xiangqin in the rain not to accept this other guy's marriage proposal.. and they kinda kissed in the rain? haha.. so romantic.. mak mak.. STEAMY.. haha.. they then ran back home in time to stop xiangqin's dad and he announced in frontof everyone that they were gonna get married.. AWWWWWWWWWWWW.. seriously.. the way he shows his love for her. its damn sweet.. and he always gives her pleasant surprises.. haha.. so cuteeee.. i'm gonna watch THEY KISS AGAIN.. haha.. its a sequel to IT STARTED WITH A KISS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday with alissa.. let's just say.. i did things that i would never ever dare to do in a million years.. and it was so traumatising.. HAHAHA.. anyways.. we ate at the pasta cafe or smth in taka.. the lasagne SUCKED.. haha.. its not just my type of lasagne la.. my mummy's is awesome though.. and we started talking about halloween parties and how nice it would be to have a party.. but then again.. it's gonna take alot of work and i don't think anyone has a big enough compound.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;saturday was pretty cool.. i went to send san wengkin off in the morning.. haha.. he's so lucky to have 4 girls carry his luggage and send him off. ok.. not everyone carried his luggage.. ok.. it was just amy carrying his guitar and laptop bag. but i offered ok.. he didn't let me carry.. he said i was too weak.. BULLSHIT.. i was base in cheer ok.. yea.. then we walked to terminal 3 and had secret recipe.. hazel camwhored ALOT on the way.. lol.. then after that we took a skytrain to T1 and the 3 of us were like waving frantically at him.. haha.. BYE JIE JIE.. see you next year! lol.. then we hung around in T1 for a while to see the plane take off.. gahh. his plane was like waht.. delayed for 15 minutes or maybe longer.. so we left at 3.15.. then i went for tll..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did my presentation for learning lab.. haha.. and the teacher said it was nice.. YAYYYYY.. though i didn't put much effort into it actually.. 5 slides.. one picture and one sentence each slide.. HAHA. and then we did something about CHEERLEADING.. haha.. my fave topic.. lol.. then we got to watch cheerleading bloopers on youtube.. my favourite too.. LOL.. yep.. after that, i chionged to vivo.. then nadine, aditi, grace and i walked to ST JAMES POWER STATION.. OMG! hehe... first time there actually.. so yea.. we walked there.. queued up for like damn long.. then went in with an underaged band on my left wrist.. haha.. its so funny.. cos if the person were to demand our ic.. we would be like.. but i don't have ic.. you want ez link card? HAHA.. yea.. we showed our ezlink card in the end.. and went we entered the place.. gosh.. everyone was standing up.. so i couldn't really see a thing.. yes i'm short.. so some ppl resorted to kneeling on the chair or simply standing on it.. haha.. the competition itself was quite entertaining i suppose.. really really good dancing and choreography.. HAHA.. yep.. and the whole st james power station thing was so cool.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep.. and i'm off to watch my show now.. tata..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chendol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18897878-3210066124977670979?l=passionperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/3210066124977670979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18897878&amp;postID=3210066124977670979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/3210066124977670979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18897878/posts/default/3210066124977670979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionperceptions.blogspot.com/2008/11/hello-ppl-gahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>Chendol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14148221913523640591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18897878.post-7563355754028844387</id><published>2008-10-27T21:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T22:36:18.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. so today was deepavali.. i think it was sort of wasted because i didn't really do much.. and i sorta spoilt it for my family.. haha.. cos we were supposed to cross that henderson bridge thingy where u pass by forests and whatever crap.. haha.. so yea.. we drove there.. then my dad suddenly said.. its gonna take 4-5 hours.. and i was like.. HUH?! but i was supposed to meet my friends in like an hour or so.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we turned around and sent me to parkway and my parents hung out there in the end.. lol.. and i was actually quite surprised to see 5 ppl in kfc waiting patiently. lol.. aniwaes.. then we left for east coast park after getting stuff at giant..liang jie made us alight at a stop too early.. haha.. so we got down the bus and walked under the scorching hot sun all the way to macs.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the walk there brought back many memories indeed.. lol.. we passed by vs then walked through the underpass and all.. i seriously miss MSC, bella, yiying, eunice, junying, beatrice, jane and jx.. haha.. i even miss zhanyu and the vs guys.. lol.. let's all have another china trip ppl outing.. LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we eventually made jude wait for damn looooong..  haha.. like 1.5 hours or something.. then we settled in gelare for some ice cream and more lunch.. then mak called.. haha.. cos 04 was at ecp too.. lol.. so mak and matt came to say hi.. then we sat and stoned for a while.. and all the other 01 ppl went off roller blading and cycling.. leaving me with matt and mak since i was a noobshit at cycling and blading.. lol.. then for some reason, matt left.. then shoujin, jiayi and jiali came in to find mak.. then it started raining and the 01 ppl came back as well.. lol.. then we stoned a little while more as joewei and nigel followed matt back.. lol.. the rain grew lighter and the 01 ppl went off again, only to return after the weather suddenly turned even worse.. lol.. then they went to wash up.. aniwaes.. blah blah blah blah blah blah blah.. and i was soon left unaware that my class ppl all left as char and audie went to the carpark to wait for their parents.. haha.. so i was sort of abandoned.. so sad right.. lol.. yea.. then the 04 ppl went off to cycle and i was officially a loner shit sitting alone in gelare waiting for my dad whom i had then called.. so yea.. it wasn't what i actually expected..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thing's that this really proved the saying: NEVER ASSUME COS IT MAKES AN ASS OUT OF U AND ME.. can u visualise it? ass u me? HAHAHAHAHA.. anyway.. yea.. the reason why i wasn't informed that they left was cos they had apparently thought that i wanted to stay with the 04 ppl.. when actually i was waiting for amy to be done so that we could return together or something.. but amy was kinda nice after that cause she offered to walk back from the bus stop to get me at gelare though she didn't really know the way.. nice soul la she.. haha.. oh wells..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is actually the first east coast outing that disappointed me.. haha.. maybe its because of the rain. or maybe its just cos every 01 person who went today knew how to cycle or blade.. so there wasn't any teaspoons around to play sand with me or just walk by the beach.. haha.. previously, i always had like michelle emo partner or sheriel to accompany me.. lol.. or like beatrice to be noobshits at blading with me and maluing ourselves in front of the army guys.. oh gosh.. i suddenly miss my cedar friends a lot.. then in sentosa i had alissa with me.. lol.. gahh.. its ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cousin's wedding at Legends was actually quite cool because it was like outdoors.. so when i got out of the lift.. i saw this huge grp of ppl in glam wear having drinks and taking photos.. haha.. its like what you see in those hongkong dramas whereby that rich tycoon invites all his guests to some garden party or something.. yea.. haha.. that kinda thing.. really really nice.. the lights and everything.. haha.. and my other cousin alyssa wore a tube dress with me.. this time she had her hair bunned up while i tied half.. it was the other way round previously at my godbro's wedding.. haha.. yea.. then i saw all my other cousins.. haha.. i hve a huge family.. let's see.. there are 10 kids.. 10 daughter/son in laws.. 32 grandchildren.. 10 grandchildren in law.. 13 great grand children.. plus my 2 grandparents, we have like 75 ppl in the family.. HAHA.. compared to my maternal side.. 5 kids.. 4 son/ daughter in law.. 11 grandchildren.. plus my grandma.. 21 people.. HAHA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. dance on saturday was awesome.. 
