<?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-485734361144277277</id><updated>2011-05-03T18:41:59.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tell tale signs,</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muckerish.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485734361144277277/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muckerish.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11897717044733875383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/TNaF-YeibPI/AAAAAAAABYA/_QLgV5KFd3I/S220/I+love+gaygay.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-485734361144277277.post-983631920818065017</id><published>2009-01-17T00:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T00:56:56.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've moved to &lt;a href="http://02405.livejournal.com/"&gt;livejournal&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/485734361144277277-983631920818065017?l=muckerish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muckerish.blogspot.com/feeds/983631920818065017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=485734361144277277&amp;postID=983631920818065017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485734361144277277/posts/default/983631920818065017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485734361144277277/posts/default/983631920818065017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muckerish.blogspot.com/2009/01/ive-moved-to-livejournal_17.html' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11897717044733875383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/TNaF-YeibPI/AAAAAAAABYA/_QLgV5KFd3I/S220/I+love+gaygay.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-485734361144277277.post-6947201443245563325</id><published>2009-01-02T22:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T18:20:24.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;my childhood was spent in this neighbourhood. but this park was only built in my late primary school days. so it doesn't hold much significance for me, but it's 4 metres away from my house, so might as well snap a picture of it HAHA. most of my memories were actually in drains &amp;amp; rubbish dumps (i'm actually being serious here). it was super fun, really really. now, i don't know why i'm reminiscing about my freakin' childhood while everybody is going "happy new year!!" or "goodbye 2008 &amp;amp; welcome 2009!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SV4LyXfZqJI/AAAAAAAABRI/tUyLZpSVgrI/s1600-h/P1020313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286675972506626194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SV4LyXfZqJI/AAAAAAAABRI/tUyLZpSVgrI/s400/P1020313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;to tell you the truth, i don't really feel like i've entered a new year (2009). it actually feels like any other day, hahaha. but i'm guessing that the realisation will probably hit me sometime soon. but anyway, i might as well, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR 2009!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SV4LVkVft-I/AAAAAAAABRA/NMQP_QNn2m4/s1600-h/P1020314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286675477738534882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SV4LVkVft-I/AAAAAAAABRA/NMQP_QNn2m4/s400/P1020314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the attic on the 4th floor you see up there was never really used (sadly). you had to climb a ladder to get to the attic. so i always imagined the many cool things we could have used it for- secret cool hideout place or something manzxz (HAHA).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SV4LFalgB-I/AAAAAAAABQ4/d49PZwtQMzE/s1600-h/P1020315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286675200243402722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SV4LFalgB-I/AAAAAAAABQ4/d49PZwtQMzE/s400/P1020315.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, 2008 was the most &lt;em&gt;thrilling&lt;/em&gt; year for me (HAHAHA, what a word to use right?). i'm thankful for every event that happened &amp;amp; the many people that i've gotten to know (: i guess i could say that i've learnt many things in 2008, through the hard way easy way- does it really matter? as long as i'm more mature than before (or so i try to believe :p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i'm sorry i really don't share the same feelings of being deprived from fun cause of O's, or burning the midnight oil for studies- as with what everybody else has been mentioning. i'm really not proud of it though, i wish i did share the same feelings as those who did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i had a pretty rocking new year, mainly cause of the people i spent it with. the countdown wasn't really much of a countdown.. it was more of an acknowledgement that it was already 2009. &amp;amp; one thing i must say is that the 4:15am movie (Yesman!) was a waste of money for me cause i slept throughout the entire movie. i tried forcing my eyes open, but it was inevitable that it droooped shut &amp;amp; my mind automatically switched off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i can remember that the cinema was roaring in laughter a few times, &amp;amp; there was one scene where this old lady did some mean horrible thing to Jim Carrey, as she dropped her fake teeth into a cup of water o_o i know this because Jim Carrey's face was in some kind of discomfort &amp;amp; agony &amp;amp; sick disgust. yes, then i finally succumbed to my tiredness &amp;amp; decided that i would stop zonking in &amp;amp; out of consciousness, to sleep throughout the movie instead /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i really enjoyed my new years' eve/new year. although i went home with red thighs close to evening on new year cause of henry's very sadistic game. so, ngeeann poly's openhouse this coming thursday to saturday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(just in case you get mistaken: i don't live there anymore haha!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/485734361144277277-6947201443245563325?l=muckerish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muckerish.blogspot.com/feeds/6947201443245563325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=485734361144277277&amp;postID=6947201443245563325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485734361144277277/posts/default/6947201443245563325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485734361144277277/posts/default/6947201443245563325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muckerish.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-childhood-was-spent-in-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11897717044733875383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/TNaF-YeibPI/AAAAAAAABYA/_QLgV5KFd3I/S220/I+love+gaygay.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SV4LyXfZqJI/AAAAAAAABRI/tUyLZpSVgrI/s72-c/P1020313.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-485734361144277277.post-3800047197190652853</id><published>2008-12-24T03:11:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T03:26:18.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;jaz &amp;amp; rachel told me that they almost wore a blazer(sp?) last sat too! if they did, we would stand together &amp;amp; i would act cool, calling us: Triple X Revolutionary Female Version of James Bond. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;candlelight service last sat:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282819931323552306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SVBYvOrk0jI/AAAAAAAABQQ/Ta0hMdYzuZc/s320/Untitled6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SVBY1Bqp9fI/AAAAAAAABQo/lkNvCEq_pfo/s1600-h/Untitled9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282820030909249010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SVBY1Bqp9fI/AAAAAAAABQo/lkNvCEq_pfo/s320/Untitled9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282819929595871954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SVBYvIPqgtI/AAAAAAAABQI/4048Spvb-m4/s320/Untitled5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282819647625950514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SVBYet0y9TI/AAAAAAAABPw/mofPrwMk9SE/s320/Untitled2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;soldier girl (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SVBYvg8C3XI/AAAAAAAABQY/Vu-s_u7Q6jc/s1600-h/Untitled7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282819936224468338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SVBYvg8C3XI/AAAAAAAABQY/Vu-s_u7Q6jc/s320/Untitled7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;jaz &amp;amp; i were supposed to look manly :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i don't know what's with the gun-thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yuanmay is the little cutsie pie in between us, hahah (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283049065599094098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SVEpImX-TVI/AAAAAAAABQw/WPK3cRMfen0/s320/Untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SVBYu5Bbb3I/AAAAAAAABQA/_tMVZSq0c7U/s1600-h/Untitled4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282819925509631858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SVBYu5Bbb3I/AAAAAAAABQA/_tMVZSq0c7U/s320/Untitled4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SVBYfFhHHLI/AAAAAAAABP4/nmjz4efF96Y/s1600-h/Untitled3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282819653985836210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SVBYfFhHHLI/AAAAAAAABP4/nmjz4efF96Y/s320/Untitled3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;justine (pastor) &amp;amp; _______ (future chinese translator).&lt;br /&gt;this was extremely funny; esp the chinese translations haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282819939615735042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SVBYvtklfQI/AAAAAAAABQg/DWYezafqgA4/s320/Untitled8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282817503870050434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SVBWh7tj4II/AAAAAAAABPg/09ccZ2Nv8qU/s320/P1020297.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SVBYeaj2ywI/AAAAAAAABPo/B-HI4vMZXrE/s1600-h/Untitled1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282819642454625026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SVBYeaj2ywI/AAAAAAAABPo/B-HI4vMZXrE/s320/Untitled1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SVBUe_uTBsI/AAAAAAAABPQ/bmwKhP1D_FU/s1600-h/P1020284+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282815254384019138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SVBUe_uTBsI/AAAAAAAABPQ/bmwKhP1D_FU/s320/P1020284+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it's christmas eve already, but it doesn't feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1o things to be happy about:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt; mummy has been randomly &amp;amp; extremely nice to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt; i've made some new good friends. (i could only tell if they stand the test of time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt; i don't feel any pressure at all about this, it's pretty different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4&lt;/strong&gt;. i feel that i click very well with my oldest brother despite being 5 years younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.&lt;/strong&gt; ben is so nice &amp;amp; mature after going into NS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.&lt;/strong&gt; my mum received 4 christmas presents today. &amp;amp; i ate 1 of them (which was the only edible one).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;my oldest brother is holding his 21st birthday party at the american club (which is soo lame &amp;amp; expensive. i wanted a chalet ah, but it's abit too late to book already). the people better eat alot, or they'll be wasting my mum's moneyzxz &gt;:(&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;i know my brother's gonna be reading this, but it's okay even if i called it lame- he's a strong man.&lt;/em&gt; &amp;amp; i've already planned what present(s) to get him (it's gonna be a very big surprise, i love planning surprises for people haha, so this is a happy thing). mummy asked me to invite a few of my friends.. so if you're a big eater, you're on the top of my mind HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.&lt;/strong&gt; I'M EITHER GOING TO PERTH &lt;s&gt;OR TOKYO&lt;/s&gt; IN JAN FOR A HOLIDAY. i'm supposed to choose one, &amp;amp; i've decided perth because i hate the cold. I HATE THE COLD. i hate the cold. it's nice &amp;amp; warm &amp;amp; sunny in perth during jan (i think). then after that, it's BANGKOK with amanda (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9.&lt;/strong&gt; when my mum flies to taiwan to work in feb, &amp;amp; i happen to stay behind in sg, i'm gonna get a pet dog! even though all my past pets have died under my care, some in a rather brutal way.. let me try &amp;amp; recall:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- my fighting fish. i gave it bread to eat. but it doesn't eat bread, so it died /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- my terrapin. i forgot to feed it, &amp;amp; a week later, i found out it was dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- my hamster. i think i fed it too much, i don't know. but when i came home, there was blood &amp;amp; it was dead. (eh, maybe my brother killed it while i was out. then that wouldn't be my fault)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- my bird (tt my grandma caught for me). i let it hop about on the floor at my garden until quite far away from me, then a cat came &amp;amp; ate it. but on a lighter note, i saved a baby bird before! it was just learning how to fly, &amp;amp; it flew into my toilet &amp;amp; landed in the toilet bowl. then it was drowning. but i called my maid, &amp;amp; she scooped it out. ..okay, so i didn't exactly save the bird, but if i didn't call my maid, it would've drowned in my toilet bowl okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-my tadpoles. i didn't know what tadpoles ate, &amp;amp; i was just a stupid primary school girl who had yet to discover the power of googling questions. so i didn't feed it, &amp;amp; it died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-my cute little guppies! gee, i don't even know how they died. i just know they're not alive anymore..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;indirectly killed pets:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;-my other hamster. i called it Limpy. i didn't exactly cause it's death, but it was found dead at the backyard on the floor. i don't know how Limpy died, but it died under my care /: i kept it in a shoe box at that time. &amp;amp; i'm positive it couldn't have crawled out all the way from the living room- it's not called Limpy for no reason. it's 2 hind legs were disabled. &amp;amp; WHAT ARE YOU THINKING, I WASN'T THE ONE WHO DISABLED IT LAH. the shopkeeper gave it to me for free to take care, cause it was disabled. but i guess it suffered a worst fate other than not being able to move about easily after i took over.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- i sorta killed my dog. cause i scared it at night by going "boo!" behind it when it was sleeping. being a guard dog, it reacted to it's natural instinct &amp;amp; turned behind to bite me. according to dog experts, it tasted my blood. so it started biting everybody &amp;amp; became too aggresive. then we had to send it to spca where it got put to sleep. that was like the saddest day of my life :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow, i really suck HAHA. maybe i shouldn't get a dog afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10.&lt;/strong&gt; i had a very good childhood, &amp;amp; would stay in my childhood for an eternity if i had a choice. my childhood was something i never ever felt regret for.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/485734361144277277-3800047197190652853?l=muckerish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muckerish.blogspot.com/feeds/3800047197190652853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=485734361144277277&amp;postID=3800047197190652853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485734361144277277/posts/default/3800047197190652853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485734361144277277/posts/default/3800047197190652853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muckerish.blogspot.com/2008/12/candlelight-service-soldier-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11897717044733875383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/TNaF-YeibPI/AAAAAAAABYA/_QLgV5KFd3I/S220/I+love+gaygay.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SVBYvOrk0jI/AAAAAAAABQQ/Ta0hMdYzuZc/s72-c/Untitled6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-485734361144277277.post-6442701080948783416</id><published>2008-11-30T23:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T13:57:57.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;russels' camera; i esp like the pic on the right. i think it's very pretty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(zec, twinkle, jying, brian, jeslyn, rachel, zhihao)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/STLuPELI1wI/AAAAAAAABOk/rpMZ87gwNxo/s1600-h/F1010014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274540056190179074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/STLuPELI1wI/AAAAAAAABOk/rpMZ87gwNxo/s320/F1010014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we went to Bobby Robino's at Chijmes for dinner today: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum says you can't call it Bobby Robino's anymore, but we have to call it Bobby's now. cause the chef called Bobby Robino is not working there anymore, so the restaurant couldn't use his name any longer /:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274536281641683826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/STLqzW4pi3I/AAAAAAAABMk/p97Zmi5vg1Y/s320/P1010961.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;my brother was so reluctant to take a picture,&lt;br /&gt;cause he says he looks like an ahbeng &lt;s&gt;which is true lah&lt;/s&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/STLqz1inm7I/AAAAAAAABM0/VmKnWkfmndU/s1600-h/P1010968.JPG"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274536289870781362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/STLqz1inm7I/AAAAAAAABM0/VmKnWkfmndU/s320/P1010968.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/STLqzm0SnWI/AAAAAAAABMs/f1v-uDyso4Y/s1600-h/P1010966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274536285918371170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/STLqzm0SnWI/AAAAAAAABMs/f1v-uDyso4Y/s320/P1010966.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274533636909476578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/STLoZafWquI/AAAAAAAABMc/w0la-4ixqps/s320/P1010955.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yaaa, i know noone can really believe tt they're brothers.&lt;br /&gt;muchless, the 3 of us as siblings actually..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274536886162438962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/STLrWi5oOzI/AAAAAAAABM8/e_AvlU3p9Wo/s320/P1010974.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274538128207648514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/STLse14SFwI/AAAAAAAABNU/KOoeHvYODrQ/s320/P1010975.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274537376704556162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/STLrzGT-7II/AAAAAAAABNM/amhfxMGnOYM/s320/P1010972.JPG" border="0" /&gt;ben is very satisfied with this picture although i think he looks drunk in it.&lt;br /&gt;i must be special enough to neutralize his ahbeng look HAHAH (self-praise)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/STLtSMvQMDI/AAAAAAAABN0/cYlONRWniuc/s1600-h/P1010981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274539010517119026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/STLtSMvQMDI/AAAAAAAABN0/cYlONRWniuc/s320/P1010981.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my eldest brother wanted to do that look. you know, &lt;em&gt;THAT&lt;/em&gt; look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274538134003351410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/STLsfLeFf3I/AAAAAAAABNc/BNFjWBqkTQ8/s320/P1010977.JPG" border="0" /&gt;so we tried,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/STLsftAvh8I/AAAAAAAABNk/KhseMJa7bnY/s1600-h/P1010979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274538143007082434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/STLsftAvh8I/AAAAAAAABNk/KhseMJa7bnY/s320/P1010979.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274538151388948434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/STLsgMPIp9I/AAAAAAAABNs/hSMqW9LI4Hs/s320/P1010980.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274539020537116290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/STLtSyENNoI/AAAAAAAABOE/8kj_qEvI07Y/s320/P1010986.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274539015769413410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/STLtSgTf1yI/AAAAAAAABN8/VQ9gdkaKgB4/s320/P1010982.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274539027737027762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/STLtTM4zJLI/AAAAAAAABOM/j4im2PQX7Vk/s320/P1010990.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, dessert at B&amp;amp;J's,&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274539509928203394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/STLtvRMIlII/AAAAAAAABOc/rsTNO-k-YjE/s320/P1010997.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274539509037055410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/STLtvN3qvbI/AAAAAAAABOU/AoZPJdEdxUU/s320/P1010992.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mama had a cheesecake, nic had the most number of scoops (3 scoops) while ben and i only had 2 scoops of ice cream. we couldn't walk after that /: &amp;amp; my throat worsened, thank goodness it was the last day already HAHAHAHA. &amp;amp; i think i'm falling more sick now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;serene flew away already :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/485734361144277277-6442701080948783416?l=muckerish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muckerish.blogspot.com/feeds/6442701080948783416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=485734361144277277&amp;postID=6442701080948783416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485734361144277277/posts/default/6442701080948783416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485734361144277277/posts/default/6442701080948783416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muckerish.blogspot.com/2008/11/russels-camera-i-esp-like-pic-on-right.html' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11897717044733875383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/TNaF-YeibPI/AAAAAAAABYA/_QLgV5KFd3I/S220/I+love+gaygay.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/STLuPELI1wI/AAAAAAAABOk/rpMZ87gwNxo/s72-c/F1010014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-485734361144277277.post-3161802685250513292</id><published>2008-11-27T23:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T20:44:55.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>russel's bday surprise.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, RUSSEL! russel's place is one of the most beautiful places ever! his home is ahh, his room is zomg (i don't normally use that word, but..), &amp;amp; his pooltable is mega-watt huge! :o the place was like much better than a resort/hotel. if i lived there, i would be looking forward to going home everyday, &amp;amp; wanting to stay home okay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway, russel was such a good host to us even though it was his birthday. he had to put up with our gong-gong acts &amp;amp; so much more hahah. plus, we got him into trouble with the security guard at the swimming pool area (he has to face him everyday :p). all in all, russel was cool with everything &amp;amp; constantly putting up with all our little glitches haha. 17 year old birthday boy is da manzxz, yo :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GO &lt;a href="http://amor-composmentis.blogspot.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; FOR MORE &amp;amp; NICER PICTURES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the birthday boy!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SS7R5-CwOGI/AAAAAAAABMM/L9sAnwI-6wk/s1600-h/P1010823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273383007534725218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SS7R5-CwOGI/AAAAAAAABMM/L9sAnwI-6wk/s320/P1010823.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273382698544459298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SS7Rn-9u7iI/AAAAAAAABL8/u5Uo7iCpsIE/s320/P1010903.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273379059500869010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SS7OUKeIZZI/AAAAAAAABK8/PG0SZe0D6lI/s320/P1010904.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273382701179337858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SS7RoIx7_II/AAAAAAAABME/NZMYtlXaAJw/s320/P1010855.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273381292188800850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SS7QWH4al1I/AAAAAAAABL0/Ye0yYfJCiTY/s320/P1010853.JPG" border="0" /&gt;russel's pool table!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273379061568595890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SS7OUSLHZ7I/AAAAAAAABLE/dysKkUkpsYs/s320/P1010893.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;jeslyn does very pretty poses with her legs man! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273380387024792194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SS7Phb4f6oI/AAAAAAAABLk/MVR1L5G4arU/s320/P1010868.JPG" border="0" /&gt;look at the way i did mine, my legs look so chor-lor HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SS7Ph-cPKTI/AAAAAAAABLs/cF5mHgtcKhI/s1600-h/P1010869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273380396301494578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SS7Ph-cPKTI/AAAAAAAABLs/cF5mHgtcKhI/s320/P1010869.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;we're like, cool. HAHA :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273379071774779426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SS7OU4MdaCI/AAAAAAAABLM/jWzc0va77UA/s320/P1010897.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SS7PhOqm1mI/AAAAAAAABLc/DZSH0JG2K4Y/s1600-h/P1010863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273380383476864610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SS7PhOqm1mI/AAAAAAAABLc/DZSH0JG2K4Y/s320/P1010863.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;our most shagged moment today, home-sweet-home. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273379075223853330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SS7OVFCyGRI/AAAAAAAABLU/uTizfwijobI/s320/P1010910+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1b3ee0d4de491111" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1b3ee0d4de491111%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331452959%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D54D66C7823B400F9893CDBF10F3A48E1ADA923D9.82E3F10332C87219A40DB5254F192BAE3EF06DF2%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1b3ee0d4de491111%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dd90Nd8k042cv73e6aeDqmj_alPY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1b3ee0d4de491111%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331452959%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D54D66C7823B400F9893CDBF10F3A48E1ADA923D9.82E3F10332C87219A40DB5254F192BAE3EF06DF2%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1b3ee0d4de491111%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dd90Nd8k042cv73e6aeDqmj_alPY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more videos &amp;amp; pictures to come! this is less than 10% of what i have to let you see. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/485734361144277277-3161802685250513292?l=muckerish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=1b3ee0d4de491111&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muckerish.blogspot.com/feeds/3161802685250513292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=485734361144277277&amp;postID=3161802685250513292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485734361144277277/posts/default/3161802685250513292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485734361144277277/posts/default/3161802685250513292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muckerish.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-birthday-russel-russels-place-is.html' title='russel&apos;s bday surprise.'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11897717044733875383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/TNaF-YeibPI/AAAAAAAABYA/_QLgV5KFd3I/S220/I+love+gaygay.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SS7R5-CwOGI/AAAAAAAABMM/L9sAnwI-6wk/s72-c/P1010823.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-485734361144277277.post-6176905573871803904</id><published>2008-11-22T03:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T03:55:41.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ASIA CONFERENCE HAS BEEN A BLAST, HI.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&amp;amp; i feel so tired. i still can't get the ring of E412 off my mouth. i have trouble getting used to saying 'E472'. it seems like a mouthful to me, although it's just a number different hahah. anyway, these are mostly Day 1 pictures. my eyes are already drooping shut, so i'll upload the rest another time (: amelia &amp;amp; joshua just noticed my highlighted hair today D: hahah! i highlighted it on the last day of my papers 11.11.08. .. okay, i'm afraid that if i carry on typing, i'll start to sound grumpy cause i'm such a pig &amp;amp; i really want to sleep /: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this elective was Choosing the Right Partner. we're so on about getting married! HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271190929523654834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SScIOPGEwLI/AAAAAAAABIU/-9s3XhaZTfE/s320/P1010614.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271190930712836962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SScIOThmO2I/AAAAAAAABIc/oUVioYgUJ8Y/s320/P1010617.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271190942409501426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SScIO_GTKvI/AAAAAAAABIk/ZK-ZybcOozo/s320/P1010624.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E472 (Day 1)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SScKX0Yrg2I/AAAAAAAABJE/_i1J3guNQdk/s1600-h/P1010634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271193293175882594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SScKX0Yrg2I/AAAAAAAABJE/_i1J3guNQdk/s320/P1010634.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271193301757457714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SScKYUWr9TI/AAAAAAAABJM/Hbm8AeL-RJw/s320/P1010635.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;da-jie-da, hahah! (: Rachel's rocking.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SScKXo34zII/AAAAAAAABI8/cMLPHrqJtCk/s1600-h/P1010631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271193290085551234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SScKXo34zII/AAAAAAAABI8/cMLPHrqJtCk/s320/P1010631.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SScIPs08-uI/AAAAAAAABI0/KtgXNE1ZM80/s1600-h/P1010630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271190954684775138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SScIPs08-uI/AAAAAAAABI0/KtgXNE1ZM80/s320/P1010630.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SScIPBMCx2I/AAAAAAAABIs/BlpLWpDOpyY/s1600-h/P1010628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271190942970464098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SScIPBMCx2I/AAAAAAAABIs/BlpLWpDOpyY/s320/P1010628.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271193307231372194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SScKYovxQ6I/AAAAAAAABJU/a8YGdiRbRFQ/s320/P1010636.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271193309798889874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SScKYyT6eZI/AAAAAAAABJc/Qe0ZP7XRCFQ/s320/P1010646.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271194255084747090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SScLPzxn-VI/AAAAAAAABJk/-hF5ulGi8w8/s320/P1010648.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(Day 2)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271194630874982210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SScLlrs_50I/AAAAAAAABJ0/2ubD9gTCM84/s320/P1010667.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ending off with a pretty picture of twinkle from Day 3 (;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271194270034064402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SScLQrd0dBI/AAAAAAAABJs/UYt4M41BNos/s320/P1010670.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll upload the rest from days 2 &amp;amp; 3 another time (: actually, i realised most of the pictures aren't snapped by me- i wonder who took my camera. i really don't recall /: there was this girl in front of me who didn't know who i was, so she looked at my nametag, &amp;amp; it said Kwok Pin (something) Russel. &amp;amp; she stared &amp;amp; me &amp;amp; asked, "you're russel?!" cause she knows who he is, &amp;amp; i'm obviously not him o_o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was Russel on Day 1,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Li mei on Day 2 (i was happy cause i was finally a girl for 1 day),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jingying &amp;amp; Henry on Day 3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/485734361144277277-6176905573871803904?l=muckerish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muckerish.blogspot.com/feeds/6176905573871803904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=485734361144277277&amp;postID=6176905573871803904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485734361144277277/posts/default/6176905573871803904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485734361144277277/posts/default/6176905573871803904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muckerish.blogspot.com/2008/11/asia-conference-has-been-blast-hi.html' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11897717044733875383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/TNaF-YeibPI/AAAAAAAABYA/_QLgV5KFd3I/S220/I+love+gaygay.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SScIOPGEwLI/AAAAAAAABIU/-9s3XhaZTfE/s72-c/P1010614.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-485734361144277277.post-6730634595981307175</id><published>2008-11-18T06:15:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T16:45:27.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>prom night 2008</title><content type='html'>THIS IS THE ONE &amp;amp; ONLY WEERS-SO-FLY, HAHAHA! READ THIS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SSJ9bjmCrvI/AAAAAAAABHk/1MGulh5L8Bo/s1600-h/Picture+0277_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269912426341641970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SSJ9bjmCrvI/AAAAAAAABHk/1MGulh5L8Bo/s320/Picture+0277_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; whenever i see her, i think of: hey michelle, you're so fine. you're so fine you blow my mind, hey michelle, heyhey, hey michelle! (; for the next 3 days, this will be the person i'm crashing with for electives (or at least try to haha). anyway, this is weers, the smarty who got almost all 3s/4s for her graded work &amp;amp; presentations. &lt;em&gt;fly!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269723995212189058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SSHSDa75jYI/AAAAAAAABD0/mM4h_LEA260/s320/P1010478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was &lt;strong&gt;prom night&lt;/strong&gt;. &amp;amp; it was sooooo boring HAHAHA (i wasn't the only one who thought that way). was anyone even listening to the host? not like he didn't try to get our attention or anything. but judging from the &lt;s&gt;super&lt;/s&gt; short attention span of crescentians, it wasn't surprising that nobody even cared if their names were being called out cause they won lucky draw prizes -_- i still remember that i was complaining to serene at her place about ponning prom cause i was tired &amp;amp; i wanted to sleep. we left early during the dance part &amp;amp; didn't even go to the Chamber in the end. instead, we cabbed straight home (intending to sleep). yes, we're losersss. anyway, today is the highest no of cabs i've ever taken in 1 day; FIVE times.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some pictures from prom:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269748218842479394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SSHoFa_aeyI/AAAAAAAABG0/mnBpl92DWBE/s320/P1010567.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269733176023241170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SSHaZ0H00dI/AAAAAAAABGE/5UUr5TzF27U/s320/P1010573.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269723998833718130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SSHSDobVs3I/AAAAAAAABD8/er_1n8qSxkI/s320/P1010479.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SSHaY8VGFLI/AAAAAAAABF0/-eoRnm9WuqI/s1600-h/P1010566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269733161046512818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SSHaY8VGFLI/AAAAAAAABF0/-eoRnm9WuqI/s320/P1010566.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269724001109372290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SSHSDw55bYI/AAAAAAAABEE/os8-GOiHOPA/s320/P1010486.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;okay, so we think posing like a tiger is cool (; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269731598506685298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SSHY9_akc3I/AAAAAAAABFs/rAwSjYMYtME/s320/P1010564.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can dig a hole &amp;amp; bury my head just by looking at this picture,&lt;br /&gt;i need to ditch all my pretty &amp;amp; photogenic friends. (HAHA) &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269730505912629762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SSHX-ZL2OgI/AAAAAAAABEk/HfGiFIhVRFs/s320/P1010491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEHEHE HAHAHA HEHEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269733182831805266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SSHaaNfHQ1I/AAAAAAAABGM/ZWr_Si0m5q0/s320/P1010579.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;winzu &amp;amp; kelly are looking so happy,&lt;br /&gt;while i'm still stuck with my tiger pose /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SSHY95L8q8I/AAAAAAAABFk/eIB7PomB86Q/s1600-h/P1010559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269731596834745282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SSHY95L8q8I/AAAAAAAABFk/eIB7PomB86Q/s320/P1010559.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH. HOW COME FX CAN LOOK SO COOL WHILE I LOOK LIKE SOME ACT-CUTE SHIZZLE HAHA. I PROMISE MY HEAD ISN'T TILTED DOWNWARDS OR MY EYES PURPOSEFULLY OPENED BIGGER LAH. (it must have been a sub-conscious effort; i am a natural lian, this is sad)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269724006599641762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SSHSEFW4SqI/AAAAAAAABEM/mJQUYbeOHn4/s320/P1010490.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm very sure Mr Tan is clueless abt who his physics rep is (aka MEL).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269734298981273170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SSHbbLd4jlI/AAAAAAAABGc/GKbrtZiqEEo/s320/P1010611.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269736680569922226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SSHdlzk3YrI/AAAAAAAABGk/t-j1rJkLsbM/s320/P1010523.JPG" border="0" /&gt;this was an accidental zoom-in shot haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269724012200474594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SSHSEaOON-I/AAAAAAAABEU/L4pavV_BD84/s320/P1010492.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kelly's got the perfect smile &amp;amp; white teeth for colgate ads.&lt;br /&gt;now i need to ditch all my colgate-smiling friends (HAHA).&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SSHY9jfl8XI/AAAAAAAABFc/OK2UUSae4dQ/s1600-h/P1010558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269731591011561842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SSHY9jfl8XI/AAAAAAAABFc/OK2UUSae4dQ/s320/P1010558.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;that's vinegar /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269730529308960930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SSHX_wV96KI/AAAAAAAABE8/caPd0LOs69U/s320/P1010540.JPG" border="0" /&gt;(i'm holding a cup of coke..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SSHY9U_J3JI/AAAAAAAABFU/O7XgenBFapI/s1600-h/P1010550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269731587117407378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SSHY9U_J3JI/AAAAAAAABFU/O7XgenBFapI/s320/P1010550.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i put this picture up to feature yejing's bright red dress. she looks so pretty here!&lt;br /&gt;err, you can ignore the right part. a sudden black fog covered me o_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269736689527883634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SSHdmU8nB3I/AAAAAAAABGs/TFTtH3VanGY/s320/P1010531.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SSHX_bISKqI/AAAAAAAABE0/FYXlbxca4Cg/s1600-h/P1010533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269730523614423714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SSHX_bISKqI/AAAAAAAABE0/FYXlbxca4Cg/s320/P1010533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh, somebody's &lt;em&gt;sexy back&lt;/em&gt; behind me :D hehe.&lt;br /&gt;this is the only picture of serene &amp;amp; i &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; doing some spastic face.&lt;br /&gt;but i don't know why she's smiling at something else.. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269733187008328754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SSHaadC39DI/AAAAAAAABGU/AmEGDz141C0/s320/P1010589.JPG" border="0" /&gt;my personal daily alarm clock (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269880364467425874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SSJgRTzjElI/AAAAAAAABHc/wIeLNbOJDNA/s320/P1010541+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;serene!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269873872637927778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SSJaXb2yIWI/AAAAAAAABG8/j2PXI0el2Is/s320/P1010546.JPG" border="0" /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;believing only what your eyes see is deceiving, hehehe (wriggles eyebrows).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/485734361144277277-6730634595981307175?l=muckerish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muckerish.blogspot.com/feeds/6730634595981307175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=485734361144277277&amp;postID=6730634595981307175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485734361144277277/posts/default/6730634595981307175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485734361144277277/posts/default/6730634595981307175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muckerish.blogspot.com/2008/11/prom-night-2008.html' title='prom night 2008'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11897717044733875383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/TNaF-YeibPI/AAAAAAAABYA/_QLgV5KFd3I/S220/I+love+gaygay.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SSJ9bjmCrvI/AAAAAAAABHk/1MGulh5L8Bo/s72-c/Picture+0277_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-485734361144277277.post-1489226370017173353</id><published>2008-09-24T17:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T17:47:59.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>prelim papers.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i know it's way too early to start blogging another post, esp since i just posted on monday. but i'm bored &amp;amp; i happened to be looking through my prelim papers yesterday.. &amp;amp; i realised how inane most of my scripts are. i only have some of them, so i'm only able to show a few. this is really for my entertainment only, haha. sorry for the horrible images, they were taken by my camera phone. so here goes:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249508866720866226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SNoAgE4pH7I/AAAAAAAABA0/sJ4Pa504vxQ/s320/Copy+of+230920081004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;my emath paper (with the arrows and squiggly lines)&lt;br /&gt;i think it's cool okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SNn_9HFk57I/AAAAAAAABAk/jkGXrXjSLIQ/s1600-h/23092008997.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249508266016565170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SNn_9HFk57I/AAAAAAAABAk/jkGXrXjSLIQ/s320/23092008997.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;just so you know, i think it's supposed to be a &lt;em&gt;parallelogram/triangle&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;but i drew some retarded basin cause i had to no idea -_- i've never done this kind of question before. i sincerely believe Mr Loh has never taught us this topic before, did he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SNn_azP_x7I/AAAAAAAABAU/FDtHLJ6L29A/s1600-h/23092008996.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249507676576008114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SNn_azP_x7I/AAAAAAAABAU/FDtHLJ6L29A/s320/23092008996.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;all my life, i REALLY thought it was spelt as &lt;em&gt;arguement&lt;/em&gt;, not &lt;em&gt;argument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249505809979690706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SNn9uJowTtI/AAAAAAAAA_8/X969whFykIQ/s320/230920081003.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bali&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Bombings in .. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thailand&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SNn98nWpVCI/AAAAAAAABAE/RsPvtKQAbwY/s1600-h/23092008994.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249506058474968098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SNn98nWpVCI/AAAAAAAABAE/RsPvtKQAbwY/s320/23092008994.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;err, &amp;amp; this was my graph in amath. to explain why i didn't use a proper ruler to draw a straight line, is because i thought there was no hope for this question. so i linked all the x's with my freehand effortlessly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249505422542694050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SNn9XmUk5qI/AAAAAAAAA_s/T6-PgAP9sdQ/s320/230920081000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&amp;amp; that really isn't enough, i couldn't even draw a proper line. i had to leave a gap, didn't i? -_-&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wonder; amazing ,mel, simply amazing.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SNn9jDvKzMI/AAAAAAAAA_0/Aj85p8ZlnBw/s1600-h/230920081001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249505619417418946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SNn9jDvKzMI/AAAAAAAAA_0/Aj85p8ZlnBw/s320/230920081001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i know my answers can really come out to be crap, esp in geog last time. we were supposed to give examples of places in most of our geog questions. i &lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt; make up my own examples. one time, for the example of ecotourism, i put&lt;em&gt; Guantamalu&lt;/em&gt;. &amp;amp; ms wendy tan actually told me she paused to think "maybe there's really such a place that she has never heard before", so she went to google it. &amp;amp; she realised it was rubbish. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;amp; then another time, midyears wanted an example of an acid lava dome volcano, &amp;amp; i put &lt;em&gt;Mt Fargi&lt;/em&gt;. but i thought it sounded abit offensive, like the F word. so i changed it to &lt;em&gt;Mt Fuggi ('foo-gy', doesn't sound as crude).&lt;/em&gt; but the spelling looks too retarded right? so after much experimenting, i handed in my final answer as &lt;em&gt;Mt Furgi (it's &lt;strong&gt;fergie-inspired&lt;/strong&gt;, blackeyedpeas yo!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;okay, byebye!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/485734361144277277-1489226370017173353?l=muckerish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muckerish.blogspot.com/feeds/1489226370017173353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=485734361144277277&amp;postID=1489226370017173353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485734361144277277/posts/default/1489226370017173353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485734361144277277/posts/default/1489226370017173353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muckerish.blogspot.com/2008/09/prelim-papers.html' title='prelim papers.'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11897717044733875383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/TNaF-YeibPI/AAAAAAAABYA/_QLgV5KFd3I/S220/I+love+gaygay.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SNoAgE4pH7I/AAAAAAAABA0/sJ4Pa504vxQ/s72-c/Copy+of+230920081004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-485734361144277277.post-4697796880966341723</id><published>2008-09-14T13:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T13:58:36.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HANS/THERE'S PLACE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i met serene after service was over yesterday, haha. she did delivery services for me to pass jaz something while i hid at 7-11 to avoid blahblahblahetcetc. actually, we have plenty of pictures, but i accidentally hit the delete button while marking it one by one to bluetooth them to my comp. &amp;amp; the few that i have left are under strict restriction by a certain SOMEONE not to be shown to anyone.. tralala. we were supposed to watch a movie (ahem), but we didn't in the end. so we had a very late dinner at novena's Han's which has last orders at 1140 (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Han's Grilled Salmon Fillet is good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245746470930978802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SMyin0WZl_I/AAAAAAAAA-U/2BLOWyCAQZw/s320/13092008966.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;i think this is the only picture of us i'm &lt;em&gt;allowed&lt;/em&gt; to upload (right, someone?) HAHAH.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245740506615652034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SMydMpi0HsI/AAAAAAAAA9U/RvHmFR359KA/s320/14092008979.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;yejing &amp;amp; i were at theresa's place during Sept holidays, i love her maid's spaghetti. i'm gonna go back there soon (not for the spaghetti lah) but to *****, right theresa? *does shifty eyes* anyway, theresa's place is like a hotel suite okay, it's so big &amp;amp; pretty. what started out as a study group, ended up as..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;our &lt;s&gt;outrageous&lt;/s&gt; cool ponytails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245741280049081122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SMyd5qztqyI/AAAAAAAAA9c/g9Uy4RC1csA/s320/DSCN1800.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SMyeUlYZ0II/AAAAAAAAA9s/WRGL1BUIDbQ/s1600-h/DSCN1828(a).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245741742448824450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SMyeUlYZ0II/AAAAAAAAA9s/WRGL1BUIDbQ/s320/DSCN1828(a).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;actually, we were being crazy lian-wannabes for the day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SMyeEkbI2SI/AAAAAAAAA9k/spVZI0dqQoo/s1600-h/DSCN1814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245741467313953058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SMyeEkbI2SI/AAAAAAAAA9k/spVZI0dqQoo/s320/DSCN1814.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;stare-what-stare&lt;/em&gt;, we think star clips on our head is cool okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245741994820413266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SMyejRiep1I/AAAAAAAAA90/PTj9aZtmjSs/s320/DSCN1833.JPG" border="0" /&gt;a closer look.. see, i tol-ja. cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245742520161292034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SMyfB2lgTwI/AAAAAAAAA98/R4OguAlauJU/s320/DSCN1834.JPG" border="0" /&gt;like i said, we're cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245742742695072002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SMyfOzlsUQI/AAAAAAAAA-E/mmrywVEDOtc/s320/DSCN1837.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/485734361144277277-4697796880966341723?l=muckerish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muckerish.blogspot.com/feeds/4697796880966341723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=485734361144277277&amp;postID=4697796880966341723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485734361144277277/posts/default/4697796880966341723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485734361144277277/posts/default/4697796880966341723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muckerish.blogspot.com/2008/09/hanstheres-place.html' title='HANS/THERE&apos;S PLACE.'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11897717044733875383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/TNaF-YeibPI/AAAAAAAABYA/_QLgV5KFd3I/S220/I+love+gaygay.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SMyin0WZl_I/AAAAAAAAA-U/2BLOWyCAQZw/s72-c/13092008966.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-485734361144277277.post-5160136558687754710</id><published>2008-08-30T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T11:26:29.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>picture post 300808</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240138756394797874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SLi2b3yrSzI/AAAAAAAAAso/02yROi0jNQE/s320/19082008842.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SLi2lYNNbSI/AAAAAAAAAsw/jAjVUiI0S4Q/s1600-h/19082008852.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240138919714843938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SLi2lYNNbSI/AAAAAAAAAsw/jAjVUiI0S4Q/s320/19082008852.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;crescent made this, so sweet:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240139325446619234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SLi28_rNAGI/AAAAAAAAAtI/MCQHoEC9K_A/s320/25082008936.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240139670584659394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SLi3RFahjcI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/BE3eyzbkZm0/s320/25082008938.jpg" border="0" /&gt;the 2 of them are so cute, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240139061208074674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SLi2tnT0ybI/AAAAAAAAAs4/Fn-2S6ZAQhM/s320/24052008375.jpg" border="0" /&gt;so still nobody believes i'm a guy? o_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240136474804241874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SLi0XENGRdI/AAAAAAAAAsA/3iOotpeTRfI/s320/01082008810.jpg" border="0" /&gt;(picture polaroids)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240137227941788770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SLi1C53FPGI/AAAAAAAAAsY/k2W6RkvrZbA/s320/12072008768.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SLi2PxJHokI/AAAAAAAAAsg/Wi-vThi9-9k/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240138548451451458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SLi2PxJHokI/AAAAAAAAAsg/Wi-vThi9-9k/s320/Untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;boredom got the better of me during after-school amath lesson.&lt;br /&gt;kelly was my victim, &amp;amp; mrs tan gave me a green apple to eat :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240140143290291442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SLi3smYVFPI/AAAAAAAAAtg/37-1j-BmExE/s320/22082008903.jpg" border="0" /&gt;i received this MMS;&lt;br /&gt;i think someone owes me something.. (haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240139944961103730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SLi3hDi913I/AAAAAAAAAtY/_Z93SxItPQ4/s320/DSC01689.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SLi0ojptxhI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/8hqAj1uTQh4/s1600-h/07052008196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240136775303546386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SLi0ojptxhI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/8hqAj1uTQh4/s320/07052008196.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240136599525600514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SLi0eU0_LQI/AAAAAAAAAsI/qA94JwWcjXc/s320/07052008188.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240139169146502290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SLi2z5aWfJI/AAAAAAAAAtA/BJphBOjf8EE/s320/P1010200.JPG" border="0" /&gt;lastly, Tim Daly is the hottest **** &lt;br /&gt;(Private Practice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240140285363545218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SLi303pO5II/AAAAAAAAAto/-JnafZyk4qk/s320/TIM+DALY.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, was supposed to return to church 2 weeks ago. but i decided not to, in case i do super badly for prelims. shan't self-sabo myself or anything. anyway, i was told i might be interviewed for my behaviour cause i heard that school take discipline pretty seriously. &amp;amp; i was asking my mum, what am i supposed to tell them.. 'oh, in crescent, i was the first student in 2008 to get suspended. but i assure you i've changed!' -_-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyway, prelims has been a breeze. i'm expecting to get full marks for all my subjects (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;instead of the mugging i should be doing, i've been going to weird classes after school if you ask my closest classmate. like hiphop, HAHA. like, who in the world goes hiphopping after school when they have another paper the next day?! lalala.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i told myself;&lt;br /&gt;2007 promo exams: 'i'll work harder &amp;amp; do well in sec4 common tests'.&lt;br /&gt;2008 common tests: 'i'll work hard &amp;amp; do well in sec4 midyr exams'.&lt;br /&gt;2008 midyears: 'i'll work hard &amp;amp; do well in Prelims'.&lt;br /&gt;2008 Prelims: 'err, why haven't i started studying?'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;mid of prelims: 'okay, prelims is too late. i'm going to work hard for.. ohmygosh, next is already O's'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the only plus side to doing badly for prelims is that i'll be staying in singapore (: other than that, IB doesn't sound that bad, does it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/485734361144277277-5160136558687754710?l=muckerish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muckerish.blogspot.com/feeds/5160136558687754710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=485734361144277277&amp;postID=5160136558687754710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485734361144277277/posts/default/5160136558687754710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485734361144277277/posts/default/5160136558687754710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muckerish.blogspot.com/2008/08/picture-post-300808.html' title='picture post 300808'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11897717044733875383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/TNaF-YeibPI/AAAAAAAABYA/_QLgV5KFd3I/S220/I+love+gaygay.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SLi2b3yrSzI/AAAAAAAAAso/02yROi0jNQE/s72-c/19082008842.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-485734361144277277.post-3765531554148198278</id><published>2008-07-21T20:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T13:23:57.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dulan look,</title><content type='html'>an empty mind is the devils' workshop,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225441260612444146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SIR_JBV5X_I/AAAAAAAAAqI/kF5g-vI2q8I/s320/12345.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my favourite one is at the bottomright; i'm not very good with hokkien, but i think it should be called the &lt;em&gt;dulan&lt;/em&gt; look? or the &lt;em&gt;buay song&lt;/em&gt; look, or the what's-your-problem [&lt;em&gt;see me&lt;/em&gt; (do) &lt;em&gt;taichi&lt;/em&gt;, haha] look. but in the simplest of words, i just like to say, the &lt;em&gt;dao&lt;/em&gt; look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm missing school for 2 days this week cause i'm sick. initially, i was pretty happy cause no-school-wad, of-course-happy-lah. then i realised i really really enjoy school alot, with the people &amp;amp; the LESSONS. have i ever mentioned how much i love lessons? HAHA- i'm serious. i like geog, ss, history, amath, emath, chinese, cme (who doesn't love mrs Eleanor Goh, right?), english, physics, &amp;amp; chemistry! who doesn't enjoy hours &amp;amp; hours of school lessons, right? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note: i'm not being sarcastic about every single word i said.&lt;br /&gt;smaller note: i'm not being sarcastic about my note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, i love going to school. i just hate travelling to/from school to/from home (which explains my excessive cabbing habits), sitting for assembly, listening to the yapyapyap announcements, singing the national anthem, pledge taking, having massruns, &amp;amp; THOSE TWO CONSECUTIVE MOCK EXAMS WE SIT FOR EVERY TUESDAY &amp;amp; WEDNESDAY. that's all (: &amp;amp; if school ended right on the dot at 3:15pm like it should on most days, i'll be zealously excited for school every single day. i hate those days with extra lessons which makes me go home at 5-6+pm- which is everyday -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but basically, i love school (not extra) lessons, esp those where the class is split into 2. it's so small, concentrated &amp;amp; nice (: HAHA, or maybe i'm just weird. okay, my eyes are cranky, it wants sleep. i'm not going to check for gramatical errors in this post this time cause my head is really too tired to (although i've been sleeping the entire day, tralala)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/485734361144277277-3765531554148198278?l=muckerish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muckerish.blogspot.com/feeds/3765531554148198278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=485734361144277277&amp;postID=3765531554148198278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485734361144277277/posts/default/3765531554148198278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485734361144277277/posts/default/3765531554148198278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muckerish.blogspot.com/2008/07/dulan-look.html' title='dulan look,'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11897717044733875383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/TNaF-YeibPI/AAAAAAAABYA/_QLgV5KFd3I/S220/I+love+gaygay.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SIR_JBV5X_I/AAAAAAAAAqI/kF5g-vI2q8I/s72-c/12345.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-485734361144277277.post-412813727328172325</id><published>2008-07-10T02:00:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T13:24:02.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nic's enlistment to NS,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;"you must blog about me today because i'm leaving, okay?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221063204678566386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SHTxUoC6gfI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/RvGYnQP44pA/s320/P1010104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;my brother got enlisted into NS today, so i missed school to attend his 4hour long ceremony thing. it's not a plausible excuse not to go to school, but it doesn't really matter. so my mum'll be writing a letter, not with that stupid NS excuse of course. i fell sick after i came home. &amp;amp; serene thought i was a guy when i called her at night cause my voice sounded hoarse /: so she was like,"who are you?" cause my home number is private.. i'm off to see the doctor first thing tomorrow! hopefully, he will give me 2 days mc, then i wouldn't be in school the whole week :D hopefully. but the last time he offered that, i said no need. SO STUPID, RIGHT? haar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222524460861281026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SHoiU7hs0wI/AAAAAAAAAp4/Ox6pjjh7quM/s320/P1010093+-+Copy+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;i think the whole tucking-in-shirt rule is lame /:&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SHTwZLtXiII/AAAAAAAAAnI/wtPe2kpeafM/s1600-h/P1010155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221062183459719298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SHTwZLtXiII/AAAAAAAAAnI/wtPe2kpeafM/s320/P1010155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221061307011237970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SHTvmKrxCFI/AAAAAAAAAmw/bz33iVYk9_c/s320/P1010148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brother was telling me that the out of the 4 companies, the W company is the slackest &amp;amp; the V company is the most &lt;em&gt;xiong&lt;/em&gt; one. the difference is so huge, one has like a 4hour break &amp;amp; the other a 5 minute break. so W was his obvious preference right. then during the tour (without the enlistees), the tourguide was like "&lt;em&gt;this is where your sons will be sleeping&lt;/em&gt;." points at the building, before announcing, "&lt;em&gt;the &lt;strong&gt;V company&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!" &amp;amp; i was like HAHAHA in my heart (:&lt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221065867065439810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SHTzvmNaNkI/AAAAAAAAAno/nUUBb4rYdQU/s320/NICOLAS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;THIS IS THE BEST CANTEEN WESTERN FOOD EVER!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221058633671822242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SHTtKjt-y6I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/edFuCRM5SQw/s320/P1010137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221059251103447794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SHTtuf1JuvI/AAAAAAAAAmg/uzdB68EdcT0/s320/P1010138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i told my brother i should get enlisted cause i'm such a good&lt;br /&gt;role model for finishing everything. it's pretty spotless, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;i even ate my second brother's share (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221058824459179586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SHTtVqdO1kI/AAAAAAAAAmY/AL1UuEAWbqQ/s320/P1010144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;even my oldest brother didn't finish his food.. cause he had no appetite.&lt;br /&gt;but it's okay, cause i helped with the veggies!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221061545142696162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SHTv0ByuuOI/AAAAAAAAAm4/luV7WkDQPks/s320/P1010145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221067418197371330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SHT1J4oFKcI/AAAAAAAAAnw/IKsjpfl61hg/s320/NICOLAS2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;now there's only ben &amp;amp; i left ):&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221060928461344050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SHTvQIecDTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/tQzg1enuKqM/s320/P1010114.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;there was a presentation about what the enlistees will get, &amp;amp; the presenter was pretty whacky:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x: "&lt;em&gt;your sons will be given a belt, so that they can tighten their pants in case they find that they lose weight during this time&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x:"&lt;em&gt;your sons will be given.. ___, ___, ___.. shaver..&lt;/em&gt;" &lt;em&gt;*screens&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;GILETTE FUSION RAZOR SHAVER&lt;/strong&gt;. &amp;amp; the whole crowd goes 'woah NS life not bad ah- branded shaver somemore.'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my oldest brother went for a haircut before getting enlisted:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: How come you don't want to just shave your head bald?&lt;br /&gt;N: Cause they'll be shaving my head bald there.&lt;br /&gt;B: But you might as well just shave off your hair right?&lt;br /&gt;N: Since i'm paying 2bucks for the haircut there, i might as well make full use of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my brother left some hair for the SAF barber to cut -_-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/485734361144277277-412813727328172325?l=muckerish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muckerish.blogspot.com/feeds/412813727328172325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=485734361144277277&amp;postID=412813727328172325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485734361144277277/posts/default/412813727328172325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485734361144277277/posts/default/412813727328172325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muckerish.blogspot.com/2008/07/nics-enlistment-to-ns.html' title='Nic&apos;s enlistment to NS,'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11897717044733875383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/TNaF-YeibPI/AAAAAAAABYA/_QLgV5KFd3I/S220/I+love+gaygay.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SHTxUoC6gfI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/RvGYnQP44pA/s72-c/P1010104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-485734361144277277.post-2153297471174742067</id><published>2008-07-05T12:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T13:24:03.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>youthday part2</title><content type='html'>i don't know if the pictures are photoshopped or anything, but i koped these from cat's lj (the colours are so pretty):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219809141156150162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SHB8whXy-5I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/bVFkEJ8faCA/s400/DSC_0390.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219809352423978514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SHB880Z-NhI/AAAAAAAAAlY/LO-AzDTSgZU/s400/DSC_0391.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;'melissa' has become synonym with 'unglam'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219809729252653202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SHB9SwM7eJI/AAAAAAAAAlo/q7FsUVyZGnU/s400/DSC_0393.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me try this: (right in front) susa. (first row) sarah, clara, zarifah, serene, kaiqi, kelly, ray, costan, &amp;amp; tabi. (second row) nicole, trina, shimin, celestine, linghui, jesline, luye, sya, narmatha, cat, tania &amp;amp; michelle. (third row) feli, yingtian, munteng, sowji, (hugegap inbetween), derede, peilin, eesuan. (last row) mao, mel, joanne, sab, wenning, theresa, hazel, fad, &amp;amp; ain. (missing) waihan &amp;amp; cherlyn. there, i did it! prozxz, HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219809507258391074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SHB9F1NX2iI/AAAAAAAAAlg/K2SYzg5NYkk/s400/DSC_0392.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/485734361144277277-2153297471174742067?l=muckerish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muckerish.blogspot.com/feeds/2153297471174742067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=485734361144277277&amp;postID=2153297471174742067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485734361144277277/posts/default/2153297471174742067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485734361144277277/posts/default/2153297471174742067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muckerish.blogspot.com/2008/07/youthday-part2.html' title='youthday part2'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11897717044733875383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/TNaF-YeibPI/AAAAAAAABYA/_QLgV5KFd3I/S220/I+love+gaygay.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SHB8whXy-5I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/bVFkEJ8faCA/s72-c/DSC_0390.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-485734361144277277.post-7697749223406182016</id><published>2008-07-05T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T13:24:06.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>youthday,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;berlin blockade iron curtain coldwar Hitler.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SG7Z1pMDieI/AAAAAAAAAlA/d3Ca0vspImA/s1600-h/IMG_1775.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219348533781694946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SG7Z1pMDieI/AAAAAAAAAlA/d3Ca0vspImA/s320/IMG_1775.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i love hazel's classic picture :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SG7YQU7L_MI/AAAAAAAAAk4/1GQf-7422TE/s1600-h/IMG_1789.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219346793175448770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SG7YQU7L_MI/AAAAAAAAAk4/1GQf-7422TE/s320/IMG_1789.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 4S2, babaye! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219346311560459442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SG7X0SxOdLI/AAAAAAAAAkg/OK1JbqjgLXs/s320/IMG_1745.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i think 2008's YouthDay celebrations were the best! i was laughing &amp;amp; laughing &amp;amp; laughing all the way with Serene, hahah. anyway, the teachers gave out manymany goodies (: &amp;amp; now i have a new-found love for NOUGATS. they're super delicious. kelly's so nice, she gave hers' to me (: well, got some pictures off Sarah's lj.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crescent's time capsule (behind us) will only open in 2020.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SG7X-BMN_6I/AAAAAAAAAko/kIk2zkKe4KM/s1600-h/IMG_1759.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219346478640529314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SG7X-BMN_6I/AAAAAAAAAko/kIk2zkKe4KM/s320/IMG_1759.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; integration differentiation exponential logarithm.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SG7SIeW4utI/AAAAAAAAAkA/7wq-dxYTq34/s1600-h/IMG_1775.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219339951053773394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SG7SCECQmlI/AAAAAAAAAj4/we8NrRcbHWE/s320/IMG_1694.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219338895809169266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SG7REo8Vx3I/AAAAAAAAAjg/_4HJn9csr8k/s320/IMG_1689.jpg" border="0" /&gt;we attempted to pretend we had no shorts on for a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219339662398540290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SG7RxQtfSgI/AAAAAAAAAjo/1u7Sj5gZESo/s320/IMG_1691.jpg" border="0" /&gt;you can either call us NERDS for pulling our shorts way up high,&lt;br /&gt;or we're OBSCENE for looking like we don't wear shorts. take your pick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SG7R6BEtihI/AAAAAAAAAjw/CcvNS7WzPsk/s1600-h/IMG_1692.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219339812819798546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SG7R6BEtihI/AAAAAAAAAjw/CcvNS7WzPsk/s320/IMG_1692.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219340323022594194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SG7SXtuiYJI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/e6tW02i5vgw/s320/IMG_1795.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219340717935880146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SG7Sus5M59I/AAAAAAAAAkY/oJNmV3K4Oj8/s320/P1010062.JPG" border="0" /&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/485734361144277277-7697749223406182016?l=muckerish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muckerish.blogspot.com/feeds/7697749223406182016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=485734361144277277&amp;postID=7697749223406182016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485734361144277277/posts/default/7697749223406182016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485734361144277277/posts/default/7697749223406182016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muckerish.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-think-this-years-youth-day.html' title='youthday,'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11897717044733875383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/TNaF-YeibPI/AAAAAAAABYA/_QLgV5KFd3I/S220/I+love+gaygay.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SG7Z1pMDieI/AAAAAAAAAlA/d3Ca0vspImA/s72-c/IMG_1775.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-485734361144277277.post-3984498654788305167</id><published>2008-06-25T23:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T23:46:15.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY VAL,</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY VAL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;this is a video specially dedicated to you (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my thumbdrive got corrupted, which made me lose almost all my pictures. so the video doesn't really have as many pictures as it could have. it's really almost everything i ever have that is related to you. &amp;amp; i didn't have much to work with. friendster also didn't really help, so my sourcing around was really futile. the pictures are a little backward cause it's all i have, but i still hope you enjoy it, val!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-326f26d423d7c802" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D326f26d423d7c802%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331452959%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D407AC9C2574D3F9709F085EB4C0F6AF6E41EAE73.59C71401536674F7C5F6955899F8D4E10FECEF9E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D326f26d423d7c802%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DODZi1MLWeP9kPCvC-re4nVrwAVA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D326f26d423d7c802%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331452959%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D407AC9C2574D3F9709F085EB4C0F6AF6E41EAE73.59C71401536674F7C5F6955899F8D4E10FECEF9E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D326f26d423d7c802%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DODZi1MLWeP9kPCvC-re4nVrwAVA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/485734361144277277-3984498654788305167?l=muckerish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=326f26d423d7c802&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muckerish.blogspot.com/feeds/3984498654788305167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=485734361144277277&amp;postID=3984498654788305167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485734361144277277/posts/default/3984498654788305167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485734361144277277/posts/default/3984498654788305167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muckerish.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-birthday-val.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY VAL,'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11897717044733875383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/TNaF-YeibPI/AAAAAAAABYA/_QLgV5KFd3I/S220/I+love+gaygay.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-485734361144277277.post-5697315698165696012</id><published>2008-06-14T03:52:00.024+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T13:24:08.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kungfu panda,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SFM3JL-TujI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/726Me1fgwcM/s1600-h/13062008567.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211569824770275890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SFM3JL-TujI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/726Me1fgwcM/s320/13062008567.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;ISN'T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;THIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;PICTURE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;COOL?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WO MEN SHI CHAOJI AHLIANS WORHZXZ (: HAHA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i think friendster is abit messed up. cause there are weird people telling me that i've viewed them, &amp;amp; asking me why? &amp;amp; i'm all like "huh, i've never even see you before" in my head. so i just ignore them/delete their comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; what kind of question is "why you view me?". not that i did, but am i supposed to say "OH, YOU SUPER PRETTY/MEGA HANDSOME SIA. THAT'S WHY I COULDN'T RESIST BUT TO VIEW YOU LEH. SHUAI-GE/MEI-NU." -_- why not also ask me why the sky is blue &amp;amp; why the grass is green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; what is &lt;em&gt;thanks for &lt;strong&gt;viewing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;?! what is there to be thankful for? yesyes, having a thankful heart is good, but albeit to a certain degree right. please reserve your thankfulness for what's really worth, because i believe being thankful for people who've viewed you on friendster is nothing to be thankful about /: cause for all you know, whoever you're thanking has probably viewed a million other people lah -_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/485734361144277277-5697315698165696012?l=muckerish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muckerish.blogspot.com/feeds/5697315698165696012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=485734361144277277&amp;postID=5697315698165696012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485734361144277277/posts/default/5697315698165696012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485734361144277277/posts/default/5697315698165696012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muckerish.blogspot.com/2008/06/kungfu-panda.html' title='kungfu panda,'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11897717044733875383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/TNaF-YeibPI/AAAAAAAABYA/_QLgV5KFd3I/S220/I+love+gaygay.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SFM3JL-TujI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/726Me1fgwcM/s72-c/13062008567.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-485734361144277277.post-5973909144369733329</id><published>2008-06-13T00:02:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T15:31:02.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KBOX IN GENTING, BROTHER</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1505b8128c1983fb" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1505b8128c1983fb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331452959%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3CACC5F172037A9EE51BB6E1E53607556664F50F.2CC97D4CBE1CBC81762BEED2007ECF57A9F53244%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1505b8128c1983fb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D4QngT7ahynedY-z7KJH6mjQv6Kg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1505b8128c1983fb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331452959%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3CACC5F172037A9EE51BB6E1E53607556664F50F.2CC97D4CBE1CBC81762BEED2007ECF57A9F53244%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1505b8128c1983fb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D4QngT7ahynedY-z7KJH6mjQv6Kg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;you know my whole family is not really very into kbox &amp;amp; these kind of things right? hahah, so look at what my brother did in a attempt to spuce things up. unfortunately, he still fell asleep in the end while they continued singing. there are a couple more clips of him doing other retarded things, but blogger is such a turtle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/485734361144277277-5973909144369733329?l=muckerish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muckerish.blogspot.com/feeds/5973909144369733329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=485734361144277277&amp;postID=5973909144369733329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485734361144277277/posts/default/5973909144369733329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485734361144277277/posts/default/5973909144369733329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muckerish.blogspot.com/2008/06/kbox-in-genting-brother.html' title='KBOX IN GENTING, BROTHER'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11897717044733875383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/TNaF-YeibPI/AAAAAAAABYA/_QLgV5KFd3I/S220/I+love+gaygay.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-485734361144277277.post-1488436668705200910</id><published>2008-06-09T13:15:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T13:24:08.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bushmansion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;look what i found in Bushmansion (someone's thumbdrive):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209736408994974002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SEyzqV-QiTI/AAAAAAAAAg4/RpxxRRQgGjE/s320/070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;i think this should be taken beginning of last year when i first met the ij girls, haar. anyway, i feel that unglam pictures hold the most memories. nice pictures can leave you 'aww, she/he looks so good (blahblah)", whereas unglam ones make you go "HAHAHA, OMGOSH, I REMEMBER THAT TIME.. BLAHBLAHBLAH.. HAHAHA(somemore).. hahah.. YAYA, THEN.. BLAHBLAH.. HAHAHA.." i'm still deeply depressed that treehouse (my thumbdrive) is still running a fever, so i can't retieve anything from it ): &lt;p&gt;i finally finished reading The Baby Squad last night/early morning. then my eyes couldn't stop reading, hence i went to pick out this really old book &amp;amp; completed it in the later (but still early) morning. so i ended up sleeping really late. anyway, the Baby Squad is not some retarded book. don't be deceived by its title.. cause it's about murders/ sick/ deception/crazed/backstabbing. haha, i can only read books which thrill me &amp;amp; have happenings that i can't predict. love stories are super boring, i prefer vampires, murders, lab experiments gone wrong etc. &lt;strong&gt;esp vampires&lt;/strong&gt;. i know, i have a twisted mind /: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyway, when i mention sick, i really mean sick okay. explicitly SICK. if i were to post one of those paragraphs, i would have to lock this blog &amp;amp; rate it M18. it's sick in details. i think i might need some time to recover cause my mind has been severely scarred by it's pervertic contents. the word innocence has practically dropped out of the lexicon for me /: my mind now is probably just as corrupted as.. my thumbdrive. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/485734361144277277-1488436668705200910?l=muckerish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muckerish.blogspot.com/feeds/1488436668705200910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=485734361144277277&amp;postID=1488436668705200910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485734361144277277/posts/default/1488436668705200910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485734361144277277/posts/default/1488436668705200910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muckerish.blogspot.com/2008/06/bushmansion.html' title='bushmansion'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11897717044733875383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/TNaF-YeibPI/AAAAAAAABYA/_QLgV5KFd3I/S220/I+love+gaygay.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SEyzqV-QiTI/AAAAAAAAAg4/RpxxRRQgGjE/s72-c/070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-485734361144277277.post-7791603161930438792</id><published>2008-06-05T01:06:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T13:24:09.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>decade long friend,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SEfMXaNgiJI/AAAAAAAAAgo/ztwEox7uSQ4/s1600-h/babe.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208356196622305426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SEfMXaNgiJI/AAAAAAAAAgo/ztwEox7uSQ4/s320/babe.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SEbSgqNgiII/AAAAAAAAAgg/m8CxyqS9L9c/s1600-h/Copy+of+AMANDA%26MELISSA.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;decade&lt;/strong&gt; long friends. just the sound of it rings warmth in my ears (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love to watch people who are so firm in their every decision. it gives me the 'wow, take-a-step-back-&amp;amp;-let-him/her-do-their-thing' kind of feeling. &amp;amp; it shows a person's confidence &amp;amp; persistance in their decisions/choices. someone once asked me if i thought success was &lt;em&gt;sexy&lt;/em&gt; (or something like that). i think confidence is &lt;em&gt;sexy&lt;/em&gt;. HAHAH. but the ultimate: i think intelligence is &lt;em&gt;sexy&lt;/em&gt;. (haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then what if you've made the wrong decisions &amp;amp; become too stubborn as a person to change? then what will your downfall be? ): like sometimes, people are just too wrapped up in their own thinking to consider other opinions. they're dead on about taking their stand. &lt;em&gt;individuality&lt;/em&gt;, they might say. &lt;em&gt;my thinking is oh-so-special(er)&lt;/em&gt;, they might think&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; but (favourite phrase coming up, coming up!)&lt;strong&gt; i beg to differ&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you're confident about something, you make sure it's the right thing. &amp;amp; if midway through you realise it isn't, then just take a step back &amp;amp; rethink/reconsider other options. don't continue doing the sameoldsameold &amp;amp; expecting different results (i think it's called insanity, i recall?), it'll ultimately end up as your loss anyway /:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/485734361144277277-7791603161930438792?l=muckerish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485734361144277277/posts/default/7791603161930438792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485734361144277277/posts/default/7791603161930438792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muckerish.blogspot.com/2008/06/decade-long-friend.html' title='decade long friend,'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11897717044733875383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/TNaF-YeibPI/AAAAAAAABYA/_QLgV5KFd3I/S220/I+love+gaygay.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SEfMXaNgiJI/AAAAAAAAAgo/ztwEox7uSQ4/s72-c/babe.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-485734361144277277.post-6646404716421142434</id><published>2008-06-01T19:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T13:24:11.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my father,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this post is about my father.&lt;/strong&gt; you'd know why it sounds inappropriate if you knew about my family background, hahah. mother + brother + brother + me = family (: people apologize to me about mentioning my dad, i think that's hilarious. but i understand why they do that. i still find it ultra funny though, heee. maybe i should pretend to cry &amp;amp; play along with them next time (HAHAH). anyway, got pictures of my dad:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this is my father. (haha)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206871547993355826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SEKGFfE7djI/AAAAAAAAAfA/N-_asdUfmpw/s320/P1000680.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;actually, this post is more about his birthday cakes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206873338994718322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SEKHtvE7dnI/AAAAAAAAAfg/JvVxGB28bUo/s320/P1000685.jpg" border="0" /&gt;he had a 'bungalow'..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206872703339558466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SEKHIvE7dkI/AAAAAAAAAfI/4OC725rXijI/s320/P1000670.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.. a megawatt huge 'ship'.. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206873072706745938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SEKHePE7dlI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/lV8lSWVN9bc/s320/P1000674.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; even a 'rocketship'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SEKIGfE7dpI/AAAAAAAAAfw/PPFtCICFqMw/s1600-h/P1000679.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206873764196480658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SEKIGfE7dpI/AAAAAAAAAfw/PPFtCICFqMw/s320/P1000679.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;his family sure placed much importance on birthday cakes /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SEKHz_E7doI/AAAAAAAAAfo/9g2ZLqgs0-s/s1600-h/P1000683.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206873446368900738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SEKHz_E7doI/AAAAAAAAAfo/9g2ZLqgs0-s/s320/P1000683.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/485734361144277277-6646404716421142434?l=muckerish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muckerish.blogspot.com/feeds/6646404716421142434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=485734361144277277&amp;postID=6646404716421142434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485734361144277277/posts/default/6646404716421142434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485734361144277277/posts/default/6646404716421142434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muckerish.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-father.html' title='my father,'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11897717044733875383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/TNaF-YeibPI/AAAAAAAABYA/_QLgV5KFd3I/S220/I+love+gaygay.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SEKGFfE7djI/AAAAAAAAAfA/N-_asdUfmpw/s72-c/P1000680.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-485734361144277277.post-7544125603774293088</id><published>2008-05-31T01:43:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T13:24:11.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>awesome foursome,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SEA8FfE7diI/AAAAAAAAAe4/0Uk8cuVx-yk/s1600-h/P1000527.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206227234179479074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SEA8FfE7diI/AAAAAAAAAe4/0Uk8cuVx-yk/s320/P1000527.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was an awesome foursome (: yea, neoprints (worhs). the two are one my favourites. recalling the past, i wish i could put back on the attitude/mentality i used to have in primary school. i recall the days where i was young(er) &amp;amp; ignorant about everything, didn't care about what others thought. fat skinny pretty ugly short tall smart stupid didn't really seem to matter, haar. they say ignorance is bliss; to a certain extent, it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/485734361144277277-7544125603774293088?l=muckerish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muckerish.blogspot.com/feeds/7544125603774293088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=485734361144277277&amp;postID=7544125603774293088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485734361144277277/posts/default/7544125603774293088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485734361144277277/posts/default/7544125603774293088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muckerish.blogspot.com/2008/05/neoprints-are-so-out-of-date.html' title='awesome foursome,'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11897717044733875383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/TNaF-YeibPI/AAAAAAAABYA/_QLgV5KFd3I/S220/I+love+gaygay.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SEA8FfE7diI/AAAAAAAAAe4/0Uk8cuVx-yk/s72-c/P1000527.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-485734361144277277.post-4226035602436291465</id><published>2008-05-25T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T03:49:25.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY 17TH, BEN.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAPPY &lt;s&gt;SWEET, SOUR, SMART, SPORTING&lt;/s&gt; SUAVE(!) SEVENTEENTH, CHEWZIMING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey there, dope-looking (haha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SDj6UfE7dHI/AAAAAAAAAbg/JCDiTQYBMTw/s1600-h/P1000484.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204184599273108594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SDj6UfE7dHI/AAAAAAAAAbg/JCDiTQYBMTw/s320/P1000484.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/485734361144277277-4226035602436291465?l=muckerish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muckerish.blogspot.com/feeds/4226035602436291465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=485734361144277277&amp;postID=4226035602436291465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485734361144277277/posts/default/4226035602436291465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485734361144277277/posts/default/4226035602436291465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muckerish.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-17th-ben.html' title='HAPPY 17TH, BEN.'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11897717044733875383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/TNaF-YeibPI/AAAAAAAABYA/_QLgV5KFd3I/S220/I+love+gaygay.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SDj6UfE7dHI/AAAAAAAAAbg/JCDiTQYBMTw/s72-c/P1000484.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-485734361144277277.post-97831921384022703</id><published>2008-05-19T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T13:24:17.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gloria jeans,</title><content type='html'>my mum is being abit scary. she's been telling me how much i deserve to go shopping &amp;amp; just today, she told me to 'enjoy your shopping'. normally, she'll tell me not to spend so much &amp;amp; all. but anyway, i didn't buy anything today D: which was horrible. i hate the feeling of going home empty handed. &amp;amp; SOMEONE bought a million things today, which i had to carry (with joy, of course, HURHUR). HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, it's been a long time since i've taken a proper picture. i think the last was at jaz's? hoho, that was a camwhoring session, i recall ;D anyway, we looked like camwhoring retards at gloria jeans, sadly. the other table kept on looking over to our table. must be stalking my pretty pretty serene. BUT NO, YOU CANNOT STEAL HER AWAY FROM ME, HAHA, SHE'S MINEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202104929027919938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SDGW3vsEkEI/AAAAAAAAAag/AesLK5UTUWc/s320/COLLAGE.JPG" border="0" /&gt;serene told me that she told winzu i am high-maintenance, THANKS AH. &amp;amp; your life becomes mine if you were to date me. HAHAHA, TRUE TRUE. she also said must be there for me 24/7. EH, I'M ACTUALLY NOT SO MAFAN OKAY &gt;:p but anyway, today was an awesome day. i made the right decision to actually go out &amp;amp; meet serene. although my legs are aching from walking. too unfit, paiseh. TOMORROW IS VESAK DAY, WAHAHAH :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/485734361144277277-97831921384022703?l=muckerish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muckerish.blogspot.com/feeds/97831921384022703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=485734361144277277&amp;postID=97831921384022703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485734361144277277/posts/default/97831921384022703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485734361144277277/posts/default/97831921384022703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muckerish.blogspot.com/2008/05/gloria-jeans.html' title='gloria jeans,'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11897717044733875383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/TNaF-YeibPI/AAAAAAAABYA/_QLgV5KFd3I/S220/I+love+gaygay.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SDGW3vsEkEI/AAAAAAAAAag/AesLK5UTUWc/s72-c/COLLAGE.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-485734361144277277.post-2639912645230791591</id><published>2008-05-15T13:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T13:24:17.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>English Essays by Mr Ravi,</title><content type='html'>just when you're rejoicing over melissa's disappearance from the face of this earth, i have bad news for you: she's back &lt;s&gt;to ruin your lives&lt;/s&gt; GYAHAHA. anyway, i just have to blog this cause it was so funny. we got back our language papers today. &amp;amp; Mr Ravi was talking about our compositions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197857286074046418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SCJ_qYmel9I/AAAAAAAAAaA/OVDulPHEs20/s320/BABIES.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was saying we need to use our idioms properly &amp;amp; correctly. ever heard of "butterflies in your stomach"(meaning, very nervous)? cause Mr Ravi came across a script which described "there were &lt;em&gt;butterflies in my stomach&lt;/em&gt;.. &amp;amp; it went all the way up to my neck!" hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he also commented that we should use simple sentences. like "i went to the market", instead of one that he came across "i dilly-dallied, as i &lt;em&gt;sashed&lt;/em&gt;(not sure about the spelling, but it's pronounced as 'seh-shade') my way to the market". hahah. i think our school is hilarious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/485734361144277277-2639912645230791591?l=muckerish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muckerish.blogspot.com/feeds/2639912645230791591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=485734361144277277&amp;postID=2639912645230791591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485734361144277277/posts/default/2639912645230791591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485734361144277277/posts/default/2639912645230791591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muckerish.blogspot.com/2008/05/english-essays-by-mr-ravi.html' title='English Essays by Mr Ravi,'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11897717044733875383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/TNaF-YeibPI/AAAAAAAABYA/_QLgV5KFd3I/S220/I+love+gaygay.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBBqi6IhQ7c/SCJ_qYmel9I/AAAAAAAAAaA/OVDulPHEs20/s72-c/BABIES.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
