<?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-12038002</id><updated>2011-07-15T08:45:39.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pictureofperfection</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>378</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-1688853199968346212</id><published>2007-08-06T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T15:43:03.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/Rrb2ATml7-I/AAAAAAAAAHU/XtHitcxoOGc/s1600-h/11921757.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095530513538871266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/Rrb2ATml7-I/AAAAAAAAAHU/XtHitcxoOGc/s320/11921757.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;For now? Or forever..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-1688853199968346212?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/feeds/1688853199968346212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12038002&amp;postID=1688853199968346212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/1688853199968346212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/1688853199968346212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#1688853199968346212' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/Rrb2ATml7-I/AAAAAAAAAHU/XtHitcxoOGc/s72-c/11921757.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-4536384804423438837</id><published>2007-07-31T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T20:56:37.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I see your smile &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tears run down my face I can't replace &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And now that I'm stronger I've figured out &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How this world turns cold and breaks through my soul &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I know I'll find deep inside me I can be the one&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;I will never let you fall &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll stand up with you forever &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll be there for you through it all &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even if saving you sends me to heaven &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;It's ok. It's ok. It's ok. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seasons are changing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And waves are crashing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And stars are falling all for us &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Days grow longer and nights grow shorter &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can show you I'll be the one &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;Cuz you're my, you're my, my true love, my whole heart &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Please don't throw that away &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cuz I'm here for you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Please don't walk away, Please tell me you'll stay, stay &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;Use me as you will&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pull my strings just for a thrill &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I know I'll be ok &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Though my skies are turning gray &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;I will never let you fall &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll stand up with you forever &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll be there for you through it all &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even if saving you sends me to heaven &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;WHY YOU DO THE THINGS YOU DID.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-4536384804423438837?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/feeds/4536384804423438837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12038002&amp;postID=4536384804423438837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/4536384804423438837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/4536384804423438837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#4536384804423438837' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-5878462938736664840</id><published>2007-07-17T20:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T20:48:51.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Remember when we talked about where we'd be a year from now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-5878462938736664840?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/feeds/5878462938736664840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12038002&amp;postID=5878462938736664840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/5878462938736664840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/5878462938736664840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#5878462938736664840' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-7875827039233823551</id><published>2007-07-06T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T23:37:36.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello Miss Yanbing who asked, "Why is your blog so dead?"&lt;br /&gt;My dear girl, it's cus i've moved and you being so lazy... $&amp;amp;*(!@^ don't want to sign up for lj):&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, short update for this place. It's been a busy week. Going with Jess and Yb for NDP rehearsal tomorrow yay yay hahaha :D Thanks to my grandma who scored us tix woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;Okay as I said, short update so goodbye and takecare all of you&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-7875827039233823551?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/feeds/7875827039233823551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12038002&amp;postID=7875827039233823551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/7875827039233823551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/7875827039233823551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#7875827039233823551' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-5034906210392225805</id><published>2007-06-28T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T20:13:05.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thank god you're alright(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's started, wake up all you sleepy heads!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-5034906210392225805?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/feeds/5034906210392225805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12038002&amp;postID=5034906210392225805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/5034906210392225805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/5034906210392225805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#5034906210392225805' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-2993796938257929490</id><published>2007-06-22T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T21:41:50.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday T.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you so so much. Am posting here on the very slight chance that you'll see this. Well, I really hope this Monday, things will go in your favour, am really worried for you. Don't screw up this time okay? And call me when things are all settled. There's still time for you to make amends and you know that I'll always be here for you. It's been 5 coming  6 years since we first met and it's been almost 3 years since we drifted from being so close to, now. Hanging out with you that day was awesome and I just really really miss you alot and "the good old days". K well before this starts getting all mushy and the sentimental bullshit, hope for the best and &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;I will always love you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-2993796938257929490?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/2993796938257929490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/2993796938257929490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#2993796938257929490' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-8555912894889868572</id><published>2007-06-04T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T20:50:15.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye, for now.</title><content type='html'>Blogging here has lost it's appeal somehow.&lt;br /&gt;Will be keeping it here cus it has many memories&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;And also cus I've this feeling that I'll be coming back here after awhile (Shrugs) People fickle cannot ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway anyway, add me as a friend on lj, as they are mostly friends-only post (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-8555912894889868572?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/feeds/8555912894889868572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12038002&amp;postID=8555912894889868572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/8555912894889868572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/8555912894889868572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#8555912894889868572' title='Goodbye, for now.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-5405731602535626977</id><published>2007-05-30T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T15:43:03.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/RmAJDhb10ZI/AAAAAAAAAHM/rpmQyxyDqIo/s1600-h/300520071259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071063136538579346" style="WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px" height="168" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/RmAJDhb10ZI/AAAAAAAAAHM/rpmQyxyDqIo/s320/300520071259.jpg" width="233" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Screw you Mr fucking "Bang"! Thank you so much for trying to ruin my holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day before was shopping day again. Side track a little, have to stop cabbing around to have more money cus(points to opening liner) I doubt I'll be getting any/much cash this hols thanks to some bugger. Yeah anyway overspent again. I always seem to overspend when I'm with my Elena! Aw haha but nvrm it's worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today slacked around with Elena and Vicki. Bought mini pastries oooh yummy[: And talked and talked and um walked alot. Ate alot too! Like every stop we'll be like, going to look for something to eat hahaha! Love love the environment and the company though! But some people have to go back for their extension weeks can't hang out late booooooooo. No diff actually cus of that asshole(the same as the bugger) I can't stay late too gotta go home to face the melodious music, damn. So walked again to Parklane and left by walking to this far away bus stop where the bus took freaking long to come but haha haha I didn't cab! :D But by leaving early I missed seeing Mr Polkadotdot? Lol okay no link-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy to connect my phone to the laptop so nope no pictures for today. So gotta go now my feet have blisters ow):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-5405731602535626977?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/feeds/5405731602535626977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12038002&amp;postID=5405731602535626977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/5405731602535626977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/5405731602535626977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#5405731602535626977' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/RmAJDhb10ZI/AAAAAAAAAHM/rpmQyxyDqIo/s72-c/300520071259.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-5974016870380933039</id><published>2007-05-25T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T15:43:03.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/Rlbn_Rb10XI/AAAAAAAAAG8/We-Tw0YWLnw/s1600-h/collage.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068493504850022770" style="WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px" height="204" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/Rlbn_Rb10XI/AAAAAAAAAG8/We-Tw0YWLnw/s320/collage.JPG" width="280" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's more of these from where they came from heehee ^^v&lt;br /&gt;WD loves taking photo of &lt;s&gt;him&lt;/s&gt;herself as you can tell from the above hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GSS started today but most stores already have very limited sizes left lor how can like that! All the 6s and 8s are practically gone. Such a downer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah last day of school today. Mr Gan didn't want to give me back my report book &gt;:( Even when my parents aren't going to school so kind of no point right? But teachers, go figure..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go back for self-study so sad. So. Sad.&lt;br /&gt;But, someone(lifeguard boy who eats noodles like uh. frick.) also have self-study! Two weeks somemore I think! Ha! Ha! Ha! Yay so at least theres some motivation(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentosa tomorrow yay yay which also means one weekend which could be used for furniture shopping wasted. Not really wasted but just gone lah you know. But that means I can't go for Ting Zhi's performance): Jas and Nat are going but I can't goooooooo): ): ): ): ): Srzly bad timing maaaaan ok I gotta stop being whiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the song Mai Ya Tang - Jay Chou Jay Chou! I know it's quite an old song already but jus rediscovered it yesterday. Call me cheena or whatever but I'm putting it on replay yay! (learn from yanbing, just mumble along and people will think you actually &lt;u&gt;know&lt;/u&gt; the lyrics :D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. first week sleep sleep sleep and more sleep then shop slack cuppage go out etc.&lt;br /&gt;Second week Self-Study :O&lt;br /&gt;Third week sleepover, bak kut teh dinner, tcc, pulau ubin!&lt;br /&gt;Last week class outing and such (Sentosa/BH? )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to go pack for tomorrow already. Have a great weekend everyone cus I know I will! (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See dad, this is such a happy post isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(edit)&lt;br /&gt;Neoprintz taken ..forgot when but it's recent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/RlmI7Rb10YI/AAAAAAAAAHE/BdAdrpnOliY/s1600-h/neoprint.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069233407456039298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/RlmI7Rb10YI/AAAAAAAAAHE/BdAdrpnOliY/s320/neoprint.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Sharmian! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(/edit)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-5974016870380933039?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/feeds/5974016870380933039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12038002&amp;postID=5974016870380933039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/5974016870380933039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/5974016870380933039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#5974016870380933039' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/Rlbn_Rb10XI/AAAAAAAAAG8/We-Tw0YWLnw/s72-c/collage.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-8001160482857360275</id><published>2007-05-21T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T21:08:29.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;And I'm thinking, maybe 6ft ain't so far down - -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha so cute. When I came home I saw my rabbit hopping around the garden like nobody's business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how I keep telling - and -- to stop being so damn paranoid and brooding over things when I'm doing the very same myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't seem to sleep properly. Sleep patterns are all warped up. No thanks to T haha. But the late night calls have stopped somewhat abruptly, wonder why.. Still there's much left to do in the late nights and somehow I just can't seem to get to sleep. All I get is tossing and turnings and restlessness just overcomes. Then, I get up and find something worthwhile(hopefully) to do. Pretty dull huh. No wonder I see eye bags and bad skin coming up oh no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've given up on you and my brownies. You're nothing but disappointment time and time again. In a way, I'm being irrational because, well just because..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any idea why tall peoples are hot?&lt;br /&gt;Cus hot hair rises. Ha. Ha. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, since point from updates are always good.&lt;br /&gt;1) Badminton+Gym+Jacuzzi+Steam+Sauna+Dinner was great! Come tomorrow, come!&lt;br /&gt;2) Lifeguard boy!&lt;br /&gt;3) House settled.&lt;br /&gt;4) Furniture Shopping!&lt;br /&gt;5) Plan sleepover+++&lt;br /&gt;6) June Class Outing!&lt;br /&gt;7) Chinatown and Bugis after school shopping&lt;br /&gt;8) More topshop zara f21 madness!&lt;br /&gt;9) Hopefully no burning of hols for self-study*twist*&lt;br /&gt;10) Ocj's birthday stuff!&lt;br /&gt;11) Start packing and sorting room asap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so, sleeping patterns, screwed.&lt;br /&gt;Emotional welfare, screwed.&lt;br /&gt;Academics, screwed.&lt;br /&gt;Life? Not too bad, could be better. Keep faith!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;if we were a movie&lt;br /&gt;you'd be the right guy&lt;br /&gt;and i'd be the best friend that you'd fall in love with&lt;br /&gt;in the end we'd be laughing&lt;br /&gt;watching the sunset&lt;br /&gt;play the happy song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, my idea of relaxation is scrolling through my endless inbox and deleting certain messages one by one, flipping through old letters and postcards that never fail to put a smile on my face. I like nights like these. Nights where we are all cleaned up and not sweaty, a little freer from worries because the exam/debrief week has come to a close. Snuggling against pillows and talking about all our hopes and worries but never failing to reassure each other that everything's going to be alright. Nights like these make me hope that the night won't end despite the difficulty in preventing my eyes from slumbering off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there I was, just talking about a screwed up sleeping pattern. Zz.&lt;br /&gt;Life is such a joke at times, &lt;em&gt;it's not even funny. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-8001160482857360275?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/feeds/8001160482857360275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12038002&amp;postID=8001160482857360275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/8001160482857360275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/8001160482857360275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#8001160482857360275' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-8802041510106513039</id><published>2007-05-16T09:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T15:43:03.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"It is our choices that make us who we are. And it is up to us to make our choice the right one."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Spiderman III &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Caught Spidey with Jessica and YanBing. Was a pretty good show I must say so yay :D Or maybe it's just the company? But nah, Harry was good looking! Haha. And after that YanBing's cousin treat carrot cake haha! So nice right, but someone's a naughty irritating cousin to have I see.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yep, neoprints(it's been ages!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/Rkr_CBb10WI/AAAAAAAAAG0/i6MIyqLM4wQ/s1600-h/scan0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065141141141573986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/Rkr_CBb10WI/AAAAAAAAAG0/i6MIyqLM4wQ/s320/scan0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Screw the lousy colour smth's wrong with my scanner lighting and my dad's laptop doesnt have anything I can use to edit! &gt;:( Just make do and count (your) blessings yah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So today went shopping!! Has been quite some time since I last shopped(for real) after school. Hehehe ate alot though): So much foooood! But should be going for some excercise with yanbinggggggggg and jessicaaaaaaaa tomorrow tomorrow so NVM. Eat, I shall(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bought.... my..... YAY haha haha so happy. But my mum didn't wanna sponser me so I'm _____$ poorer now, no spending money till next week yup yup. So I shall go to ssc everyday and spend my parent's money muahahahaha. Or maybe play piano(like JiaMin HA!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;POTC on the 24th! Ordered the school thing and GAA's going together.. I think? :O Hopefully lah, miss all of you so much! And it's Emilene's BIRTHDAY too! Oh and her present's gonna be shweeeeeeeeet(: (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Long update to entertain someone's who's so bored she added a testimonial for me I'm so kind and she must love LOVE the letter I gave her with the dead fish sticker on it so cool everyone go: Whoaaaaaaaaaaa O.o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And her reaction : -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Debriefs suck majorly and I guess it's too late to worry/care cus I know that most of us have put in our best efforts, worked harder then ever, sacrificed quite a fair bit for this Mid Years. But somehow the results often don't show the efforts we've put in. It's disheartening but as long as deep in your heart, you know you've tried your best, whatever the results turn out to be shouldn't affect you too much. And noone should have the right to put you down based on that cus it's the effort put in that counts the most(:&lt;br /&gt;So yup everyone screw debriefs and go out to enjoy! We deserve it cus we've worked our ass off for these few(seems like many) weeks. So go out and lan shop whatever yay and just thinking of that makes me happy already. Of course, thinking of my ****** ***** also makes me very very very happy hoho[:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all I guess going back to my (used to be)Bestfriend(?) already, emo/awkward time? Oh well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;What seems different in yourself; that's the rare thing you possess. The one thing that gives each of us our worth, and that's just what we try to suppress. And we claim to love life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-8802041510106513039?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/8802041510106513039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/8802041510106513039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#8802041510106513039' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/Rkr_CBb10WI/AAAAAAAAAG0/i6MIyqLM4wQ/s72-c/scan0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-4289625203381073794</id><published>2007-05-11T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T23:24:13.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Holga, Oktomat and the good old Polaroid for me please? :D&lt;br /&gt;Save save save $ !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was fun. Tiring but fun hehe(:&lt;br /&gt;And next week's gonna be better with the bowling, badminton, cycling, shopping, shopping, cafes and good food YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother's Day this weekend gonna be stuffed with food. Oh no! :x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-4289625203381073794?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/4289625203381073794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/4289625203381073794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#4289625203381073794' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-833258556749663167</id><published>2007-05-09T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T21:28:10.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No more exams.....&lt;br /&gt;YAY :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for all the plans for fun and enjoyment to be put into place! Moviemoviemoviemarathon(jess jess(: ), sleepovers, pulau ubin, bigbreakfastlunchdinner, girltalkkkkkk(heehee yanbing!), shoppingspreeeeeeee with bruddafuttha, ocj's sweet16, cafe-hopping!, cablecar, POTCIII (GAA!), lanHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cool so cool the paragraph above which I just typed made me really happy yay another happy thing is tomorrow only need to reach school at 11! And stay for like half and hour for freaking listening?O.o the school is nuts. And another good news! Friday marking day haha haha haha so happy happy happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cus it breaks my heart to see you selling yourself short."&lt;br /&gt;Right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get money, save money, spend money.&lt;br /&gt;Repeat till satisfaction is attained.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-833258556749663167?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/833258556749663167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/833258556749663167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#833258556749663167' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-4615559392062311686</id><published>2007-05-03T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T15:43:05.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/RjnJMo0nXnI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PhSZ-CIxB-E/s1600-h/DSCI0082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060296875281178226" style="CURSOR: hand" height="142" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/RjnJMo0nXnI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PhSZ-CIxB-E/s320/DSCI0082.JPG" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I. HATE. EXAMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just got a friggin stress zit on. my. chin. $%^&amp;*!!!!!! Grargh EXAMS SUCK. MAJOR. Everyday go home sleep study study study study sleep online sleep wake up study sleep study go to school study exam break study exam again study go home study study study. Double you tee ehf? (insert all colorful vocabulary.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh languages remind me! I know how to speak/write some Myanmar language which is really really cool! :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/RjnI8Y0nXmI/AAAAAAAAAGk/7oa9anhOEkk/s1600-h/DSCI0085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060296596108303970" style="WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px" height="179" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/RjnI8Y0nXmI/AAAAAAAAAGk/7oa9anhOEkk/s320/DSCI0085.JPG" width="231" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay this is supposed to be an angsty post BUT I DON'T WANT ANOTHER ZIT. So let me ask you a joke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"What bees produce milk?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess, guess guess! Don't whole day study study study-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6 more days to end of mid years hurray! No to June self study, nooooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/RjnG340nXiI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Eu3mnWbOMQ0/s1600-h/DSCI0076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060294319775637026" style="WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px" height="156" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/RjnG340nXiI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Eu3mnWbOMQ0/s320/DSCI0076.JPG" width="235" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went out with my sister on labour day WE DIDN'T GET TO CATCH SPIDERMAN THO, UNLIKE SOMEONE WHO HAS O LVLS!!Bought some senseless rubbish. On impulse. Took pictures of those I don't regret buying HA yeah i'm biased=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yes, for ZHIX(who is busy pa tuo-ing) and the rest of the Chew:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/RjnHXo0nXjI/AAAAAAAAAGM/DqNaGWIE41c/s1600-h/DSCI0084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060294865236483634" style="WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px" height="157" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/RjnHXo0nXjI/AAAAAAAAAGM/DqNaGWIE41c/s320/DSCI0084.JPG" width="231" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the father ONLY (haha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/RjnHtI0nXkI/AAAAAAAAAGU/vOorm2e9cyg/s1600-h/DSCI0081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060295234603671106" style="WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px" height="110" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/RjnHtI0nXkI/AAAAAAAAAGU/vOorm2e9cyg/s320/DSCI0081.JPG" width="223" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And lastly, for.. (heehee) :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/RjnITo0nXlI/AAAAAAAAAGc/roDYM1mRGLE/s1600-h/DSCI0074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060295896028634706" style="WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px" height="139" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/RjnITo0nXlI/AAAAAAAAAGc/roDYM1mRGLE/s320/DSCI0074.JPG" width="217" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More pictures next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all it's time to mug now(: Caffeine boost people! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(edit: 040507)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It sucks when you wanna talk to someone, really really wanna talk to someone,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But you can't. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Especially if that person is someone you used to talk to quite often and that person means a little more then something to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think it's pretty sad, don't you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's like, just wasted away..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But if something changes your life, let it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nobody said it would be easy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They just promised it'll be worth it :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-inspirational quote from an emo person? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(BTW, to carol esp, not emo okay, just thinking heh.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"The real you is who you are when noone's watching."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn right this is, and it applies especially to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG my brudda is SO ATTRACTIVE. To the extent that Y*****'s ahem ahem actually complimented him..Twice! :O Cool huh hurhurhur not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jessica, YanBing and I are gonna have plans this June yay yay :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This weekend is for mugging so hopefully the remaining papers won't turn out as terrible as the past few. So buck up everyone! Study study so regardless of the results at least you know you've tried your best[: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(/edit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-4615559392062311686?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/feeds/4615559392062311686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12038002&amp;postID=4615559392062311686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/4615559392062311686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/4615559392062311686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#4615559392062311686' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/RjnJMo0nXnI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PhSZ-CIxB-E/s72-c/DSCI0082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-4161179374193873791</id><published>2007-05-01T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T14:34:43.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Am I supposed to wish everyone Happy Labour Day?&lt;br /&gt;Cus actually doesn't feel any much different from a normal day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And noone wants to go out with me now to watch Spiderman III, damn.&lt;br /&gt;Ocj's like already out with his friends LOR. Get to watch Spiderman then win already lor. O levels this year still like that. No wonder I'm not in the least bit motivated to study.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's like going, "Don't be crazy, exams coming.. GO STUDY LAH."&lt;br /&gt;No point studying if nothing goes in right? Right. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's raining now, good sleeping weather but I kinda just woke up? So a lil hard to go to sleep. Sigh am so sooooo boredzz. Twin told me a funy joke yesterday: Why did superman cross the road?&lt;br /&gt;It's really funny, trust me(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yayeeeeeez now I shall go force myself to read through SS. Motivation, motivation heehee(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"He tastes like you, only sweeter."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-4161179374193873791?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/feeds/4161179374193873791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12038002&amp;postID=4161179374193873791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/4161179374193873791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/4161179374193873791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#4161179374193873791' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-747138153299590243</id><published>2007-04-27T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T12:52:36.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; THING OF THE DAY:&lt;br /&gt;Ponned E.Hist with BeeChing heehee.&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;YANBING CAME OVER TODAY. JESSICA HAD TUITION(wtf, like when Chinese exam's over?!) SO COULDN'T COME ): ):&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to study but.. ah well haha there's still the weekends(:&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so that's two things but who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad thing of the day:&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I figure you out? You're I.M.P.O.S.S.I.B.L.Y abstract.&lt;br /&gt;It's nearly impossible to outline the density of mayhem you create within me.&lt;br /&gt;Then again, why bother?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School has been pretty okay this week. I&amp;E was not bad too. Days seem to be shorter too, or is it just me getting old and rusty. There are times when the day gets too much but friends are always there so thank god for that :D Got 2 cute postcards today too which is the last of that type of postcards muahaha i like^^ they are so sarcastic it's funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DRJAYS DOT COM. DRJAYS DOT COM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEETING TINGZHI AND JASMINE FOR DINNER ON SUNDAY YAY!! It's about time for some good food loving and catching up with my all-time favourite girls &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;333333&lt;/span&gt; Can't wait! Hopefully then, I'll FINALLY have some pictures to update with cus people like YanBing likes to read blogs with pictures(: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, remember to mug for MYE's!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-747138153299590243?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/feeds/747138153299590243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12038002&amp;postID=747138153299590243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/747138153299590243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/747138153299590243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#747138153299590243' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-7345801636808482519</id><published>2007-04-24T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T16:20:17.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ADDICTED AGAIN TO &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IT'S NOT OVER&lt;/span&gt; -- SECONDHAND SERENADE&lt;br /&gt;bloody laptop doesn't have any songs FFFF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to be studying P-SHIT-O-A now but I srzly don't want to. And also PHYSICS which I suppose I understand for now but will forget by 6AM tomorrow oh joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; feeeefteeenf &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BIRDAY WEISIANG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; you wouldn't want my love so.. whatever haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica came over just now to *cough* study :D &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Hullo girl love you much as you can tell from the exam script paper note hehe. It's the simplest mundane things that we do together that makes life seem more real and less like a dream. Thanks for always being there and keeping me grounded.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;CIRCLE CIRCLE DOT DOT.&lt;br /&gt;I like River. GC GC GC!!&lt;br /&gt;And Broken Hearts Parade.&lt;br /&gt;And Misery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You got a question, how do we get it started? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I got an answer: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let go of your heart&lt;/strong&gt; and love it, live it, leave it and get into it .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I know I mentioned many many entries ago that GC was on replay for many many days and by now I should be sick of it by now but.. no! Just too addikteef and probably maybe I have no life. So G.A.L -- I should):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just got more stuffies in the mail I am so harpyharpy awlright(WHAT). I haven't even used my bumblebeeeez yet even tho I got it god knows how freaking long ago but oh well it's still cute so i likey^^ I want Avril's new album but no money): ): And fat chance that my brother will get it. Can only depend on him for GC! And those \m/ stuff boo. Anyway am thinking if I should get more stuff because I can't seem to resist temptation or go find something more productive to do (THINK: STUDY) aiyah I should just shut up now this is just unnecessary bimbo ranting. Maybe my mum's idea of locking the computers and keeping the laptops is a good idea hmmm mm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize I've been extremely patient for the past __ months already.&lt;br /&gt;So don't you ever push me over my limit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many many thanks to Caroline and whoever else(can't rly rmbr) who asked if I was alright(: Love alot alot! And Happy 10 Days tomorrow to white girl and white boy!&lt;br /&gt;Then again,&lt;br /&gt;I don't like couples. Hence the existence of &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ABC&lt;/span&gt; aha.&lt;br /&gt;They say "ahah ahah keep your hands off my girl."&lt;br /&gt;And then Stupid emo boy says "whoa SCARY SIAAAAAAAAA.."&lt;br /&gt;Anti-Climax SIAAAA~, like damn.&lt;br /&gt;Enough about emo boy. And I'm starting to talk like that gosh ew D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts of futility despite time and tide(gosh how many times have I used that cliche already!) Gotta get down to studying now !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need peeeeeektures.&lt;br /&gt;I have a bitch for a brother; This is for you &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Edwin&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;No, he's not Johnny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-7345801636808482519?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/feeds/7345801636808482519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12038002&amp;postID=7345801636808482519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/7345801636808482519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/7345801636808482519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#7345801636808482519' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-4610952245415736887</id><published>2007-04-20T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T12:07:54.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HELLO!&lt;/span&gt; I AM NOT DEAD!&lt;br /&gt;TGIF Aha short update here.(: Well, school has been kinda fun cus I stuff myself silly with junk food and healthy food(KokoKrunch!!) And of course "RRRRRRUFFLES have Ridges" --So cool!&lt;br /&gt;And of course, sick bay with sick bay partner also hehehe^^&lt;br /&gt;"Lessons are sacred!" -quote from a certain teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the people in school are good fun too! Oh yes I have a new name that's super nice kkk must ask me what it is haha!&lt;br /&gt;I must lan next week already. Still not allowed to use the com): Someone lah, O Levels bullshit-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO BRYAN HO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever I have to say to you is in your card so.. READ IT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL THE BEST TO EVERYONE FOR MID YEARS!:D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buhbye, I will be back muahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(edit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The greatest happiness is to transform one's feelings into action.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- - with words like daggers?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It started with a "hi".                                                                                                                             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If only I hadn't made the first move to talk to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We wouldn't be friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And most importantly.. there would be nothing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Caused so much misery. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;At least now I know I don't matter.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm gonna make it all alright, but not right now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What seems different in yourself; that's the rare thing you possess. The one thing that gives each of us our worth, and that's just what we try to suppress. And we claim to love life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times when the sweet nothings mattered so much, but yet they aren't here anymore)':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate messing up my own mind. It's as if I get a sadistic kick out of forcing 3000 different contradicting view-points and emotions into my head. I don't even dare to be happy anymore. There seems to be a very sad trend in my life whereby disappointments always come after happy moments. It's as if someone's trying to stop me from prolonging my happiness. How cruel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotion is no pretext for miscalculated words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a much lighter note,&lt;br /&gt;LOL means Lots Of Love.&lt;br /&gt;(/edit)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-4610952245415736887?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/feeds/4610952245415736887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12038002&amp;postID=4610952245415736887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/4610952245415736887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/4610952245415736887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#4610952245415736887' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-5447956909999942378</id><published>2007-04-15T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T21:49:43.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I. Am. So. Stressed.&lt;br /&gt;My. Mother. Has. Taken. To. Arranging. A. Freakzoid. Number. Of. Tuitions. Almost. Every. Day. Die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean srzly, HOW am I gonna survive this?&lt;br /&gt;It's not like I'll be able to concentrate or anything?&lt;br /&gt;It's not like I haven't been putting in effort?&lt;br /&gt;(need to get over ______!)&lt;br /&gt;Ah, the key point is focus and concentration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having almost all my days taken up with academics. Not something I can easily adapt to but oh well..&lt;br /&gt;"Gotta make the leap and trust yourself to fly."&lt;br /&gt;Oh god, I sound so inspirational that I make myself squirm :x&lt;br /&gt;But really, it's time to buck up and I hope I don't let anyone down this time(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay the father is not ignoring me aha! But.. sigh someone ah sighsighxz&lt;br /&gt;Even brudda is stressed. To the extent that he can PLAN shopping in June -- Now. Retarded right, must be in the genes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I baked brownies on Friday. Was gonna give someone but then certain reasons.. so cannot):&lt;br /&gt;And SO. I'm not giving anyone HA.&lt;br /&gt;First time I bake okay okay~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a boring post with no pictures&lt;br /&gt;which means&lt;br /&gt;I have a boring life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That.. Is sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward to school, in a way.&lt;br /&gt;But then again. I don't really feel like going. Screw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall update when I've found a life.&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention, I have restricted use of the com w.e.f Now):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-5447956909999942378?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/feeds/5447956909999942378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12038002&amp;postID=5447956909999942378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/5447956909999942378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/5447956909999942378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#5447956909999942378' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-2963668468983409584</id><published>2007-04-10T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T15:43:05.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There's this... I don't know... Nagging feeling at the back of my head that refuses to go away. It makes me afraid and it makes me feel empty and it gives me a sense of insecurity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can't put a finger to what's bothering me though...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more interesting note,&lt;br /&gt;"I have a big head. And little arms. I think this plan was not properly thought out..."&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.................................k not funny already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY does 987 keep always play High School Never Ends. Reminds me of the uhm.. "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Brudda&lt;/span&gt;" (must be hiphop O.o) but at least they don't always play Me and You (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;futtha&lt;/span&gt; HA.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/RhuGoR2lH8I/AAAAAAAAAF8/78UhRuIZPL8/s1600-h/gaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 158px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/RhuGoR2lH8I/AAAAAAAAAF8/78UhRuIZPL8/s320/gaa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051779433571360706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It amazes me, this friendship thing. I'm not even the type to rhapsodize/wax lyrical but here, i'll say it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;I've never really believed in "always there", am terse at best and plain cold at well, not-so-best. I'll remember this, and what you said. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tide, and time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;lovexinfinity&lt;/span&gt; -- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;GAA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I love to go home early(immediately after school.) Give me some time alone to think. And reflect. But somehow, thinking just doesn't seem to be one of my stronger aspects these days. But then again, thinking is not always necessarily a good thing(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the highest and lowest points of the week seemingly occurs in the same day. What do you do? Who do you turn to? What happens next?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, I just proved thinking may not be a good thing. It causes unnecessary assumptions which brings stress which in turn brings out the zits(eeek!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay now leaving behind those nonsensical ideas, here's serious stuff like hmm&lt;br /&gt;Ou Ran?!&lt;br /&gt;And my dearest &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;basketball no. 5&lt;/span&gt;'s secret love = log 9 to the base 5!&lt;br /&gt;And i know a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;white&lt;/span&gt; woman you know! Who does facial everyday(no offence, gta admit IT'S FUNNY HAHA)&lt;br /&gt;That's seriously all the serious stuff I can think of.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And being the spoiler that I am, HELLO! (in the voice of caroline) It's time to start preparing for the horrid mid-years already! +oil! Hoho I highlighted the dates on the exam timetable you know so cool right =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna have brownies tomorrow, who wants to bring me? ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-2963668468983409584?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/feeds/2963668468983409584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12038002&amp;postID=2963668468983409584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/2963668468983409584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/2963668468983409584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#2963668468983409584' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/RhuGoR2lH8I/AAAAAAAAAF8/78UhRuIZPL8/s72-c/gaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-7880962084836569668</id><published>2007-04-07T21:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T15:43:06.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright, so caught &lt;strong&gt;Meet the Robinsons&lt;/strong&gt; yesterday with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/RheYGNq0fMI/AAAAAAAAAF0/OsZkr2yGYic/s1600-h/DSC00216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050672739635199170" style="WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" height="153" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/RheYGNq0fMI/AAAAAAAAAF0/OsZkr2yGYic/s320/DSC00216.JPG" width="269" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this girl(:&lt;br /&gt;The show was really good, i like(: Go catch it! Nice plot and cute animations haha. Gooooob is so retarded and upset with his life that it's funny. Haha. And the blond haired guy(forgot his name) reminds me of.. haha look at the picture above! Don't you agree? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND yah, this Jia Min ah, couldn't make it again! #$%^&amp; Woman, you better join us next time!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time someone said she didn't like to take neoprints right, RIGHT? Then now.. see lah, obsessed, tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/RheXNdq0fKI/AAAAAAAAAFk/N7t9HUhnqgg/s1600-h/neoprint3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050671764677622946" style="WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" height="172" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/RheXNdq0fKI/AAAAAAAAAFk/N7t9HUhnqgg/s320/neoprint3.jpg" width="268" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The legs one her sexcy idea k. And the &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;lesbian club&lt;/span&gt; is her thing nothing to do with me hoho. But if she's lesbian then &lt;em&gt;SOMEBODY&lt;/em&gt; will be damn sad one :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/RheXbtq0fLI/AAAAAAAAAFs/zxPQqowSSeQ/s1600-h/neoprint4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050672009490758834" style="WIDTH: 253px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px" height="189" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/RheXbtq0fLI/AAAAAAAAAFs/zxPQqowSSeQ/s320/neoprint4.jpg" width="253" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She and her &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;sunshine girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; cus apparently &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;****&lt;/span&gt; likes sunshine girls(or so she thinks? hehe) And thank god for big decorating pictures to cover up wardrobe malfunctions haha quite amusing see if you can spot it? ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought fruit gummies! and I'm so contented with myself that it's gross(: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smiling to myself is a bad habit but there are times when exceptions can be made you know ^^v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, can't really be bothered to elaborate. Oh yes, I dripped nacho sauce on her legs a few times haha. And we got really good seats for this movie. AND Mickey Mouse movie is nice (they showed it during advertisment) and Donald Duck's voice is so the sex!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After mid-years POTC okay &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;GAA &lt;/span&gt;people? [: Remember last year? Haha so we must go catch that show together too okay okay?(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To end this post, will post up 4 videos that you will probably find boring cus the video can't capture the atmosphere lah.&lt;br /&gt;Last night after movie, we went to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Stomp the Floor&lt;/span&gt;. A street dance competition thing. Crowd was good and weirdly amusing i like.&lt;br /&gt;They go like "You go baby! Bring it on baby! Ouch you're sizzling hot baby!"&lt;br /&gt;The word baby is reaaaaally popular i guess O.o&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, watch if you're interested. Shot with my trusty baby :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="300" width="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AlBs6x7LWWk"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AlBs6x7LWWk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="250" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The DJ on the turntables live. Was really awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="300" width="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gFfWusF4pjI"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gFfWusF4pjI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="250" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That guy, Derrick i think was his name? Rapping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="300" width="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9IC1LbQvRqo"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9IC1LbQvRqo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="250" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he came down to the audience and rapped with whatever things they had in their hands -- Impromptu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="300" width="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t6hVmJdl2Bs"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t6hVmJdl2Bs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="250" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the scratch disk here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't take any videos of the dancing thought): The groups were really great! High energy and all. Inspired dearest yanbing alot huh haha! One guy was super hot! Sooooo attractive plz omg haha plus he can dance really well! And there's this uh.. gay/sissy. Really hot and got the crowd screaming! He did the white chicks sizzle thing so cute right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall end here, by the way, my tuition teacher likes to use&lt;strong&gt; N&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;"Take this to the power or N.. "&lt;br /&gt;"When there is N number or this..."&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA FATE ARH FATE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-7880962084836569668?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/feeds/7880962084836569668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12038002&amp;postID=7880962084836569668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/7880962084836569668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/7880962084836569668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#7880962084836569668' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/RheYGNq0fMI/AAAAAAAAAF0/OsZkr2yGYic/s72-c/DSC00216.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-3139152697623168276</id><published>2007-04-07T12:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T12:10:34.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Watched Meet the Robinsons yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Great show! I like it alot hahahaha goooooooooob.&lt;br /&gt;Keep Moving Forward! (good for self motivation haha)&lt;br /&gt;Well, update more tonight, with pictures!&lt;br /&gt;Buhbye blubbers(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-3139152697623168276?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/feeds/3139152697623168276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12038002&amp;postID=3139152697623168276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/3139152697623168276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/3139152697623168276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#3139152697623168276' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-4223767777988191251</id><published>2007-04-01T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T15:43:08.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm up early today! Bcus somebody so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kindly &lt;/span&gt;woke me up for who knows what reason. But nevermind wo jing tian sing qing hao^^V *draws a huge smiley sunshine*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/Rg8dAKIlRLI/AAAAAAAAAEE/huJ8BKn9P7s/s1600-h/MLaaTR_comic___April_Fools_Day_by_XJKenny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/Rg8dAKIlRLI/AAAAAAAAAEE/huJ8BKn9P7s/s320/MLaaTR_comic___April_Fools_Day_by_XJKenny.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048285595863172274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt; !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but sad, it's not a school day):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, last night went with the family to catch Songs of the Sea. You know, the new fountain thingy that replaces the old musical fountain at Sentosa? It was so impromptu lah. My parents just picked me up and said we're going to Sentosa -.- But no regrets tho(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/Rg8doKIlRMI/AAAAAAAAAEM/eQz_xCVMmOQ/s1600-h/poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 271px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/Rg8doKIlRMI/AAAAAAAAAEM/eQz_xCVMmOQ/s320/poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048286283057939650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha so cute right the poster. Like the Disney on Ice one. And you can see my favourite fish there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/Rg8eAaIlRNI/AAAAAAAAAEU/j-WnOCtK5Ic/s1600-h/Oscar.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 75px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/Rg8eAaIlRNI/AAAAAAAAAEU/j-WnOCtK5Ic/s320/Oscar.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048286699669767378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oscar!&lt;/span&gt; Seriously, that's the name. Not some rubbish bullshit like #$%^ &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eddie&lt;/span&gt;(isstilllove) HA.&lt;br /&gt;Actually that's not my favourite. My favourite is the other whiny high piched one but it's made out of lazer beams, not imgs so doesn't look nice on cam): Ask me for the videos if you want tho, the brother was taking if i'm not wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/Rg8ejqIlROI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Cb6LjiI3m6Q/s1600-h/Hehe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 222px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/Rg8ejqIlROI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Cb6LjiI3m6Q/s320/Hehe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048287305260156130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many Oscar mini-me's! haha i like^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/Rg8e0KIlRPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/qYOcRgNecfw/s1600-h/Haha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 223px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/Rg8e0KIlRPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/qYOcRgNecfw/s320/Haha.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048287588727997682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my sis likes the one on the cap-.- Tsk! Childish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/Rg8fMaIlRQI/AAAAAAAAAEs/BPFj19yRy-U/s1600-h/Kelong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 221px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/Rg8fMaIlRQI/AAAAAAAAAEs/BPFj19yRy-U/s320/Kelong.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048288005339825410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the kelong thing, the backdrop of the whole show. Really cool place to live in cus Oscar will be your neighbour hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/Rg8foqIlRRI/AAAAAAAAAE0/c-G10NR5dto/s1600-h/Evil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 73px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/Rg8foqIlRRI/AAAAAAAAAE0/c-G10NR5dto/s320/Evil.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048288490671129874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the.....&lt;br /&gt;......................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EVIL!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;something(can't rmbr the name)&lt;br /&gt;but it reminds me of geog (ahem &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;full marks &lt;/span&gt;ahem) so i like it! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah i want to post the videos they look so much nicer. But lazy lah plus i gtg once my sis is done bathing sighx sighz my phone cam sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/Rg8gOaIlRSI/AAAAAAAAAE8/C82zyJXMvo4/s1600-h/Dad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 216px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/Rg8gOaIlRSI/AAAAAAAAAE8/C82zyJXMvo4/s320/Dad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048289139211191586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE. (that's my dad at the back)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/Rg8gdaIlRTI/AAAAAAAAAFE/N0K7-X_8g74/s1600-h/Lousyphone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/Rg8gdaIlRTI/AAAAAAAAAFE/N0K7-X_8g74/s320/Lousyphone.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048289396909229362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE. (parents!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/Rg8graIlRUI/AAAAAAAAAFM/mTBbHvDiWKA/s1600-h/stupidcam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 209px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/Rg8graIlRUI/AAAAAAAAAFM/mTBbHvDiWKA/s320/stupidcam.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048289637427397954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE. (i know i look very sweaty but no aircon can! so shutup.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;COMPARE TO THIS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/Rg8g-qIlRVI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XSslA9204Ik/s1600-h/Yo%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/Rg8g-qIlRVI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XSslA9204Ik/s320/Yo%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048289968139879762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taken with my brother/father's phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SEE. MY PHONE'S NIGHTMODE SUCKS&gt;:( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, she's done bathing my turn alr haha bye!&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh before I go,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/Rg8ilKIlRWI/AAAAAAAAAFc/-js1VJs9bFo/s1600-h/The_April_Fool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 298px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/Rg8ilKIlRWI/AAAAAAAAAFc/-js1VJs9bFo/s320/The_April_Fool.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048291729076471138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;= &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;YOU &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luv,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-4223767777988191251?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/feeds/4223767777988191251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12038002&amp;postID=4223767777988191251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/4223767777988191251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/4223767777988191251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#4223767777988191251' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/Rg8dAKIlRLI/AAAAAAAAAEE/huJ8BKn9P7s/s72-c/MLaaTR_comic___April_Fools_Day_by_XJKenny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-5847186027337547888</id><published>2007-03-29T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T15:43:11.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/RguhMKIlRHI/AAAAAAAAADg/yH5qLq2GldY/s1600-h/neoprintz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 172px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/RguhMKIlRHI/AAAAAAAAADg/yH5qLq2GldY/s320/neoprintz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047305037649626226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take 1: Really screwed but I like^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/RguhAqIlRGI/AAAAAAAAADY/G0ofZsn8gwA/s1600-h/neoprintx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 170px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/RguhAqIlRGI/AAAAAAAAADY/G0ofZsn8gwA/s320/neoprintx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047304840081130594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take 2: A series of inside jokes...?&lt;br /&gt;p/s do not take anything in the pictures seriously. they are just passing obsessions. or so you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/RguiMKIlRII/AAAAAAAAADo/NVK0of5AxVM/s1600-h/neoprint.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 177px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/RguiMKIlRII/AAAAAAAAADo/NVK0of5AxVM/s320/neoprint.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047306137161254018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3CR's impromptu/informal class outing(: Only joined them for dinner tho.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the shitty picture quality. It's the scanned copy :S Gotta wait for that cheryl to send the original!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, this is about a week overdue post i'm sorry but life's been hectic and stressful and tomorrow's physics -- don't talk about it plz D:&lt;br /&gt;Have changed seats in class but hahahaha i'm still sitting with my yiting! Poor Dawn Teo, poor thing, have to buy your own stationery HEHEHE. and hello! to Dawn Tan and Caroline you love sitting in front of me don't you? (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well just wanted to let you all know. I GOT FULL MARKS FOR GEOG TEST!(and so did majority of the class!) ++ I finally passed a Math test yay me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Friday(someone's bday haha!) is coming soooooon. I need something to occupy the loooong weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Original is ignoring me):&lt;br /&gt;Not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(edit -- 30/03)&lt;br /&gt;Maybe when the door gets broken down, Love can break in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, the world would be better if you stopped breathing. B*****s and H***s.&lt;br /&gt;You are as real as a plastic bouquet of flowers. It's bad enough that the flowers are fake but the stems are fake too(gasp!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey girl(&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;fellow chew&lt;/span&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;i say fall head over heels find someone you can love like crazy and who'll love you the same way back and how do you find him? forget your head and listen to your heart.&lt;br /&gt;Okay?&lt;br /&gt;Btw, never have sex....&lt;br /&gt;........................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;with your relatives =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone told me this:&lt;br /&gt;Walk on your own. Trip and you'll fall.  Get up.   But you love who you've become :]&lt;br /&gt;Makes sense? Yes it does. Whatevs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, I'm Michelle and I collect smiles, may I collect yours?(:&lt;br /&gt;This is crazy. I'm happy yet sad at the same time and am still trying to figure how to be both at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To: the ____ one,&lt;br /&gt;For so long I thought I was asylum bound but just seeing you makes me think twice...&lt;br /&gt;but, is this how a toy feels when the batteries run dry...?&lt;br /&gt;talk is cheap. it's time for your shower!&lt;br /&gt;Sorry but i'm probably 10x cooler thn you ever will be (HAHA!)&lt;br /&gt;From: the one who dropped $10 upon seeing you hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This world = Bottled lipstick and an empty envelope  . Because looks are everything.&lt;br /&gt;Superficial.&lt;br /&gt;What's meant to be will find it's way. Pushing limits will. not. help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just that I can pen these words tonight is proof enough for me that there is more than meets the eye. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(/edit.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-5847186027337547888?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/5847186027337547888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/5847186027337547888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#5847186027337547888' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/RguhMKIlRHI/AAAAAAAAADg/yH5qLq2GldY/s72-c/neoprintz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-1349343679727756194</id><published>2007-03-23T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T21:10:03.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My life is boring because I do not have any pictures to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x. Prepare for the tests and exams&lt;br /&gt;x. Not skip any tuition(s)&lt;br /&gt;x. Spend more time doing worthwhile things&lt;br /&gt;x. Value money&lt;br /&gt;x. Learn how to bake for... haha!&lt;br /&gt;x. Bank in $$ before spending!!&lt;br /&gt;x. Clean up room(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been rather disciplined this past week if I'm not wrong. (pats myself on the back =P) Hopefully will be able to keep this up? Flea tomorrow and dinner with 3cr!  Good way to destress yup? Actually, i'm not sure whats so stressful but it just feels stressful. Crap, what am I talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so tired but I can't seem to pull my butt off the chair to get to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I can't stop thinking about how suddenly life is moving all too fast, too quickly. like I'm being forced to grow up. Everyday just flies by. It's like just a routine. No emotions, no point in whatever that's being done or to be done. It's just like, you have to do this, no you can't do that. Things are just meant to be like that. Honestly, what's the point? Naive or whatever, this isn't the way to live life is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rarr forget it. I just can't bring myself to blog what i really wanted to say.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow will be a better (+fulfilling) day :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-1349343679727756194?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/feeds/1349343679727756194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12038002&amp;postID=1349343679727756194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/1349343679727756194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/1349343679727756194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#1349343679727756194' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-8085838305297608409</id><published>2007-03-21T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T17:14:17.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>since tests and exams are far from over i surrender myself to the guilt feelings that i have to mug for them. still, am looking forward to long strolls in the streets, late nights doodling and scribbling nonsensical lines, search expeditions for pretty craft materials, lazing at home with hot chocolate and a good read :) which comes after all the stressful and upsetting events soon to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but for now, it's hello to my new tuition in a matter or minutes which will be twice a week from now onwards. and yes, regularly. it feels weird to have to have this fixed schedule. but nonetheless, it's a good change i must say. based on my past tuition(s) history, hopefully things will work out better this time and improvements will be seen :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geog, emath, physics, chem.. hello tests and more tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, i've learnt how to fold straw hearts and am going to fold for ... hehehe(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-8085838305297608409?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/feeds/8085838305297608409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12038002&amp;postID=8085838305297608409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/8085838305297608409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/8085838305297608409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#8085838305297608409' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-4711327953604855574</id><published>2007-03-20T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T22:45:28.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WE ALL WANT SOMETHING(someone?) WE CAN'T HAVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been playing Good Charlotte on loop since like, days ago. Somebody rich bought the cd lor, i think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chewthehappyfamily&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why isn't ________, ________ now? ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right... I need to stop spending money after like blowing them all on stuff some which I can't remember/ are lost in the mail O: Life sucks. Remember I'm low on cash. DO. NOT. TEMPT. ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-4711327953604855574?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/feeds/4711327953604855574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12038002&amp;postID=4711327953604855574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/4711327953604855574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/4711327953604855574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#4711327953604855574' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-9127960284913743499</id><published>2007-03-15T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T21:16:59.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A rather blah entry from the &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Books of Chew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-no this isn't Accounting-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.o Shocking innit? 2 updates in a day! That's..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;2wice! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(pun from my used to be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;almost&lt;/span&gt; favourite person =P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY,&lt;br /&gt;I GOT ME A BABYPHAT A BABYPHAT A BABYPHAT!&lt;br /&gt;FOR A WHOPPING (gasp!) you won't be able to guess how much hehe ^^V&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY HAPPY AND EX BLOOD SIS IS GONNA HELP ME SAVE FOR THE SKINNIES. Yay to the Xchew (and to charcoal!) hahahahahahaha so funny...... NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, I/WE've got plans. BIG PLANS oggayyyy (that's how i sound like now cus of this gay flu shit) We got a Clan House and that goes to show that the L*** Clan's NO KICK muahaha. Chew we got the (ahem how uh tasteful*)&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;CROCS&lt;/span&gt;, the tags, the house, the stamps, the certificates, the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BLOOD&lt;/span&gt; v v v  impt k the blood!(yo blood brother ni hao!), the hardworking dad etcetc, AND &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WE ARE GOING TO INHERIT THE SUNKIST COMPANY.&lt;/span&gt; YO DUDEEEEEE KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS?&lt;br /&gt;...................&lt;br /&gt;...............&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;WE GET FREE UNLIMITED ORANGE JUICE FOR LIFE!! (Orginal YUP!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohana means family and family means we never leave anyone behind. SO TOUCHING RIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;So.....&lt;br /&gt;We are a FAMILY and we have a damn shit cool Clan house okay! (so maybe we are sort of a clan thing?)&lt;br /&gt;AND the clan house is so that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We can get together and talk about how cool it is to be related to each other \m/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That came out funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, We zzzzzzzzzzzzzCHEWzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz(how discreet) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;ROCK!&lt;/span&gt; =P -.- ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teddybear is family now too ! Everyday, he looks into the mirror and asks himself "do i really look like a teddy bear?"&lt;br /&gt;I am &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Infinity on&lt;/span&gt; HIGH &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;of 75&lt;/span&gt; !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this post, I have rediscovered my penchant for brackets whoa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap this is serious. DAD I NEED MONEY GO SQUEEZE ORANGES, HURRY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s i still insist that i'm **** (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-9127960284913743499?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/9127960284913743499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/9127960284913743499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#9127960284913743499' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-1294891290796537376</id><published>2007-03-15T13:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T20:42:40.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so bored. I'm not allowed out of the house 'cus the mom says I'm still sick when I'm already feeling so much better): It's the last of the holidays please! I'm so sad this is one sucky holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boredom = Scoping the net for stuff = Spending money = A very sad me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going nowhere with saving for my nano and skinnies and what else I can't remember O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE BABYPHAT SNEAKERS OMG. It's funny how they say quote "I'm a girl, those are shoes, do the math!" end quote, but i like sneakers more. Maybe it's just me? But sneakers are great! Comfort, versatality and many many designs to fawn over! You can find like a new sneaker obsession every day! But that's kind of extreme-.- Yes back to Babyphat, anyone has a paypal account and is willing to help me? (: (: I'm useless at ebay and paypal kind of stuff. Which reminds me, the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;L***s are NOOB at DOTA&lt;/span&gt; hahaha someone disgrace family name right sunkist? Right right? Doesn't matter the father is so (hiax) anyway, anyhow sabo people (sighx234302) no wonder the son's deranged and wife ran away (sighx AGAIN).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOOOH YAY JUST CLOSED ANOTHER DEAL! :D but just spent more money again. Online shopping is really costing me alot man. But at least if I'm not allowed to go out I still can shop hehehe Hi mom if you're seeing this HI ^^v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Edwina -- k*ds_b*_br*wn@hotmail.com (+++your favourite color!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you think I rock, brother? TAG AS SMURF SOMEMORE LAH TAG LAH =P&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "Sounds like a plan!" &lt;/span&gt;zz-.-&lt;br /&gt;Edwina.. why does your name sound so evil.&lt;br /&gt;"We gather at the Clan house and talk about how cool it is to be related to each other."&lt;br /&gt;Now THAT sounds like a plan muahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Desiree LLL&lt;/span&gt; (ha! edwin you and your kenneth&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;!) is coming over to do stuff for muffinislove so do check back &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;http://muffinislove.livejournal.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; when you are free!(or not).&lt;br /&gt;This post is so wordy. Makes my blog look intellectual:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-1294891290796537376?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/1294891290796537376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/1294891290796537376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#1294891290796537376' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-3552414669924832032</id><published>2007-03-13T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T15:43:11.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/RfZhBS5r1CI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Wvz7VkqzLTQ/s1600-h/got+emo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 283px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/RfZhBS5r1CI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Wvz7VkqzLTQ/s320/got+emo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041323507769398306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like crap now lah. Go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apologies for the drought of posts and tag replies. Will get back to you guys asap i promise.&lt;br /&gt;This holiday. Sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-3552414669924832032?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/3552414669924832032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/3552414669924832032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#3552414669924832032' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/RfZhBS5r1CI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Wvz7VkqzLTQ/s72-c/got+emo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-5200819092781317421</id><published>2007-03-05T18:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T15:43:11.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;1. Happy 15th SiJia!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm super super happy today because of certain reasons! Damn happy like really just, I dunno how to describe it x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/Rev1cqAGD-I/AAAAAAAAADA/HyekazuUl3Y/s1600-h/edit1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 202px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/Rev1cqAGD-I/AAAAAAAAADA/HyekazuUl3Y/s320/edit1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038390480803860450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha i think there's like so many major camwhores in my class! Excluding me of course :P But this picture turned out good(: Clicky to expand as usual yup. So this is some of us who actually bothered to stop for a picture. Walking to school all the way from Kallang Macs. Somehow the walk in felt short, probably cus of good company and the morning sun(?) haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/Rev2I6AGD_I/AAAAAAAAADI/DPv23goqBiM/s1600-h/edit2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 199px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/Rev2I6AGD_I/AAAAAAAAADI/DPv23goqBiM/s320/edit2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038391241013071858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a closer up view? Different people though hehe.&lt;br /&gt;And I want more class breakfasts and such! Though I was like 45 min late for this but it was worth the cab down! More bonding pleaseeeeeee :D And thanks Dawn Teo for the morning call and sms sorry for still being late! Haha it won't happen again(: So organize more stuff like this alright! But minus the remedial after that of course! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School i has been relatively good so far this year. Many unexpected stuff but all turned out good afterall! Big change but good change i guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying tomorrow after school with the funny girl!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I'm still super happy! Happy happy walking on sunshine and rainbows with no clouds!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-5200819092781317421?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/feeds/5200819092781317421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12038002&amp;postID=5200819092781317421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/5200819092781317421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/5200819092781317421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#5200819092781317421' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/Rev1cqAGD-I/AAAAAAAAADA/HyekazuUl3Y/s72-c/edit1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-5158958693386708272</id><published>2007-03-02T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T23:07:37.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ZIYI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Your assumptions...? Save It. Totally based on an overactive imagination and probably a conscience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Chung Cheng OSAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Won the table tennis thing :D :D Hahaha and saw someone who strangely looks like a cross between two supposedly cute people. But the cross-breed not that cute la haha. No offence. But still cupcake the best lah arh ^^v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance!Stomp didn't get through last night): But they really looked good and all, still young so there's more chances yup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY super duper tired today and there's still remedial tomorrow. Oh oh and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;CLASS BREAKFAST&lt;/span&gt; to look forward to! Hashbrowns and pancakes here I come!! Hope the people who are supposed to morning call me will manage to wake me up(: It's a freaking 7AM on Saturday, damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahaha that reminds me, last night while waiting for cab, this guy said(&lt;em&gt;in an accent that, you know.. developed on it's own&lt;/em&gt; ahem) "That guy isn't hot. There are guys who are like hotter. You know, that girl's boyfriend. He's like, Damn, Hot."&lt;br /&gt;Okay, somehow typing it out doesnt seem funny at all. But you have to hear it on your own to find it funny! Like, Damn, Hot. hahaha must pause for emphasis one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And names are interesting okay, there's this person called Xiao L*n in school! hahahha and his elder brother must be Da L*n aka Mr "PacMan" (say it in that voice!) hahahaha i know i have the ability to self amuse WHICH LEADS ME TO WHO ALTERS THEIR SHIRT! HAHA! and WET LOOK *coughs. So interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a Damn, Cool(&lt;em&gt;in my uhm, accent that developed on its on along the way.. you know&lt;/em&gt;..) present for my "blood brother" okay! Quote: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;brother happy, sister must happy&lt;/span&gt; -.- But someone ah, bitchy bitchy, so n*b** for what. ACT i mean. Hahaha but still very funny. The s*a* you know, funny. Must use plaster to cover HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, sorry this post is rather self-affected and typed out more for the sake of my self-amusement then for yours. The next post will be better but for now please excuse me while I LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-5158958693386708272?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/feeds/5158958693386708272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12038002&amp;postID=5158958693386708272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/5158958693386708272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/5158958693386708272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#5158958693386708272' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-8261814940293733587</id><published>2007-03-01T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T16:52:49.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Dance Floor's results show's tonight!&lt;br /&gt;Will be meeting Jasmine there later, triple quadruple yay :D&lt;br /&gt;BUT mediacorp doesn't let TingZhi come out to meet us before or after the show): Wth right, i know):&lt;br /&gt;Oh and. There's extra tickets, so any takers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;Please please vote for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Dance!Stomp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SMS D5 to 32623&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; CALL 1900-112-5505&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can catch the results show tonight at 8 on Channel 5(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can really kick myself for missing last night's show on tv.  Only realized in time  for the last 2 groups!):  Didn't get to see TingZhi on telly again boo.  Didn't get to spot myself at the mosh area either haha. That's a good thing I guess? hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;My favourite word now is arh arh ^^v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Someone have brother leh, must be damn cute =P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Tall people can look short -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA HA HA After a few days i'm STILL on Cloud 9 whooooo the wind can't blow me down! ahaha ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*am i using the smileys correctly? O.o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s this will be a no pictures post for now(hopefully) will return with photos after the show! :D&lt;br /&gt;AND &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;REMEMBER TO VOTE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-8261814940293733587?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/feeds/8261814940293733587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12038002&amp;postID=8261814940293733587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/8261814940293733587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/8261814940293733587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#8261814940293733587' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-5692772733102880186</id><published>2007-02-21T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T15:43:12.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(edit)&lt;br /&gt;HIHI people, do remember to tune in to T&lt;b&gt;he Dance Floor&lt;/b&gt; on channel 5 next Wednesday, 28 feb @ 8pm and remember to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;vote for DANCE!STOMP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i66.photobucket.com/albums/h268/lowcapture/P1010365.jpg" border="1" height="120" hspace="1" vspace="1" width="160" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i66.photobucket.com/albums/h268/lowcapture/DanceFloor019.jpg" border="1" height="160" hspace="1" vspace="1" width="120" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SMS D5 to 32623&lt;/span&gt; or call &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1900 112 550&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (on 28 feb after the lines are open hahaha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read Ting Zhi @ &lt;a href="http://votredanseur.livejournal.com/"&gt;http://votredanseur.livejournal.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER TO SUPPORT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;haha someone self-advertises ah.. ! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/ReFBz62II3I/AAAAAAAAAC0/LuUPouqeIHQ/s1600-h/DSCI0056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 188px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/ReFBz62II3I/AAAAAAAAAC0/LuUPouqeIHQ/s320/DSCI0056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035378218602341234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay yay second time going to watch TDF for me! :D :D&lt;br /&gt;(/edit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/RdwFsa2II1I/AAAAAAAAACU/PLkKt_YMb8E/s1600-h/DSCI0071edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033904744172102482" style="width: 207px; cursor: pointer; height: 284px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/RdwFsa2II1I/AAAAAAAAACU/PLkKt_YMb8E/s320/DSCI0071edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe damn nice right! VDay gift from Jessica and Jingshen(: I know i know i promised a picture post but i was(and still am) too lazy so yay i shall present you little pictures here and there whenever i feel like it(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half day school today but Yan Bing just had to have band &gt;:( So ABC couldn't hang out together as a whole. #^&amp;$%@! haha.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went out with her again on the 2nd day of cny. This CNY mainly visited parent's friends and they came to my place too. ot much of relatives. Still, money was good(: but it'll go into the bank anyway :O &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh and today recess so i thought no cupcakes todayD: but but but got fate(again!) after cny, still as cute as ever! (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me, I can do bank transfers now! Yay me! Want to give me money? Hahaha just transfer! I know! Sounds super cool right! :D :D That is, if anyone wants to give me money, haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/RdwEQq2IIzI/AAAAAAAAACE/nQjD0bsOZk0/s1600-h/neoprint1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033903167919104818" style="width: 223px; cursor: pointer; height: 148px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/RdwEQq2IIzI/AAAAAAAAACE/nQjD0bsOZk0/s320/neoprint1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once wasn't enough so we went for a second round! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, Orchard Road was like a ghost town. In a way i mean, like, there were people but shops were mostly closed. Far East DIDN'T EVEN ON THE AIRCONDITIONING AND ESCALATORS CAN! And to think we walked to far (in the rain) hoping to go far east.. Okay, back to the neoprints. As usual, all are click to expand(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/RdwEl62II0I/AAAAAAAAACM/JqDTQoYN5f4/s1600-h/neoprint2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033903532991324994" style="width: 227px; cursor: pointer; height: 147px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/RdwEl62II0I/AAAAAAAAACM/JqDTQoYN5f4/s320/neoprint2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The neoprints are full of inside jokes, feel free to guess what they are, tho they're so retarded i doubt you guys will be able to guess them right haha! Turned out nice right? right? And that crazy girl can tell me she isn't photogenic WHAT NONSENSE!! Her eyes are so nice and black can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, let me tell you that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;ABClub is the coolest shitz&lt;/span&gt; and we'v got so many plans that even lead up to P*O* N*G*T okay ! Hahaha and ABC has more then one meaning too! Depends on how deep you read into it, it actually abbreviates more then it meets the eye hohoho happy new year i know we rock(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum bought alot of fish to cook for me yay and she says i'm a cat cus i like to eat fish -.- WHICH ALSO REMINDS ME. I didn't get to eat my valentine jumbo seafood): I still want to eat crab!! ): ): hahaha actually no need jumbo, long beach also can. BUT must remember to remind me to do something to lose weight! Good food = Delightfully sinful aw aw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of rambling, I really should go bathe. Something tells me all that i've typed is rubbish haha. And there's POA remedial tomorrow so i'm sure tomorrow will be a bad day D: With that, I leave you with, a rare sight, the narcissistic(one of the firsts!),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/RdwJtq2II2I/AAAAAAAAACc/8DT4vgNBFuI/s1600-h/ballooooon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033909163693450082" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/RdwJtq2II2I/AAAAAAAAACc/8DT4vgNBFuI/s320/ballooooon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME + MY BALLOON! (told you i would post pictures from vday as and when i feel like! :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;x&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;ox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know you could die from all the (rainbow!)hugs and kisses but i'm so happy and contented that even i can't stand myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:280;" &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:280;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-5692772733102880186?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/5692772733102880186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/5692772733102880186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#5692772733102880186' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/ReFBz62II3I/AAAAAAAAAC0/LuUPouqeIHQ/s72-c/DSCI0056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-5216403715953662310</id><published>2007-02-17T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T02:51:22.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;love love LOVE Fred Flare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;btw, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy CNY&lt;/span&gt; to all you cute and funny people out there! Get some major lovin' from all the angpauz whoa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaching kaching! Bling bling bling~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(edit) 19.02.07&lt;br /&gt;Yay Happy Chinese New Year I actually bothered to wish you guys on the actual day okay(: Anyway, Cny started rather rough but let's not go there cus it ended on a high note :D It's like coming 3 and i'm just back from midnight movie(Dreamgirls! cus every other nice show was like, either sold out or single seats. SOMEBODY stole our seats ): ) with yb yb yb and she must love me alot cus she came to my house for like a 1/2hr and collected like $50+ in angpao money hehe. Still want to come tomorrow right hahaha! Anywayyyy, 3am okay then my house still very noisy with all the parent's friends gambling and all. And this new year feels really weird like, no feel you know. Maybe it's bcus i haven't really spent cny in SG for like, 3 or so years already?  The feeling's just not there you know.  Ah well, i still kinda like it(:&lt;br /&gt;Well, hope you all enjoyed yourselves and ate alot! Please eat more so i won't feel fat kay? hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I really have to go and catch up on some sleeeeeeep already so good night everyone!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cupcake&lt;/span&gt; dreams&lt;/span&gt;! :D&lt;br /&gt;(/edit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-5216403715953662310?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/5216403715953662310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/5216403715953662310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#5216403715953662310' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-7130505671775325700</id><published>2007-02-14T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T20:15:00.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the gifts, cards and wishes(: Pictures will be up tomorrow hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day at East Coast was great! Was pretty relaxing and talked alot, shared alot of stuff. Yup yup and then some stuff dampened spirits. But nonetheless, with some crazy people around nothing can bring you down! :D We should go again soon the beach rocks with the salty water and sandcastles hehe. And must remember to bring extra clothes! And slippers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY countdown @ Marina Bay? Popeye Jie's super idea, cool ? Reunion dinners and pesky aunts): So we must escape!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, shall blog another time I just found better things to do(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-7130505671775325700?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/7130505671775325700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/7130505671775325700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#7130505671775325700' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-3071700122959399717</id><published>2007-02-11T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T15:43:13.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello it's Sunday today and (double-gasp!) I'm at home decorating my house for CNY. And I have not shopped for new year clothes AT ALL. Tell me how screwed I am man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother bought a&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; Zippo lighter&lt;/span&gt; yesterday and made me so jealous so i've decided to save for one(cus like D.U.H my parents won't get one for me.) and for the few who really know me well will know i've always been fascinated by such lighters and that person just had to buy one to make me "rekindle lost romance" ? Yeah whatever you call it. Oh and he can do tricks with the lighter too! So cool so cool i like(: Butttttttt, must save money first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my dad suddenly announced he wanted to go to Chinatown(at 11plus PM mind you.) and so off we went except the person who plays dota-.- It was very packed despite the time. Or maybe the walkways were just narrow? I dunno. I mostly bought non-practical things -- again, i know. And more new year decorations. And yes I think this year my family will go for traditional dressing? Hmmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/Rc7PS8aYU1I/AAAAAAAAAB4/aEv6Wujz5bY/s1600-h/DSCI0056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 201px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/Rc7PS8aYU1I/AAAAAAAAAB4/aEv6Wujz5bY/s320/DSCI0056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030185758180791122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of what I bought at Chinatown. Yay for new favourite PJ's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooooh and yesterday I bought this wobbly dangly thingy from Toys'r'Us. Wonder what it's supposed to be? But i like it tho my mum says its a waste of moneyD: Ah and you know the care bears that can talk are super cute! The small ones also cute lah esp those 2 kinds haha. Reminds me of the dog with (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;genuine&lt;/span&gt; ****-like eyes?) memories of the uhm.. past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I JUST REALIZED I HAVEN'T SHOPPED FOR VDAY PRESENTS YET AHHHH SO SCREWED SO SCREWED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;N.....(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;islove&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;sorta looks like a cupcake with a very big wide grin :D SO CUTE CAN! Could drown in his cuteness ahaha. P.s, plz tag more, you can make my day&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt; :D :D&lt;/span&gt; hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait. I must save money for the lighter then how to buy gifts? Low-cost inspiration plz, somebody?  :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still can't believe I stayed at home all day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(BTW, will the school give us half day or smth cus of the rocking O lvl results? haha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kkk, enough of crapping here, I shall go... find something to do! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-3071700122959399717?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/3071700122959399717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/3071700122959399717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#3071700122959399717' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/Rc7PS8aYU1I/AAAAAAAAAB4/aEv6Wujz5bY/s72-c/DSCI0056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-1524148946878342147</id><published>2007-02-07T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T15:43:14.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/RcnBeGhCKEI/AAAAAAAAABU/nKdzGO6vrp4/s1600-h/strawberryshortcake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/RcnBeGhCKEI/AAAAAAAAABU/nKdzGO6vrp4/s320/strawberryshortcake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028763181825271874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STRAWBERRY SHORTCAKE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, before i forget. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;R.I.P&lt;/span&gt; Edwin.. You will be missed.&lt;br /&gt;so sorry, your final wishes cannot be fulfilled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know the Curse of the Golden Flower the ending song, damn nice! My brother was feeling super kind that day and i benefitted hehehe:D Which reminds me, I haven't watched movies in ages!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh someone wants a moon! WOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me show you my wallpaper now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/RcnDm2hCKFI/AAAAAAAAABc/KT6KoiKEvkM/s1600-h/ExLibrisBitsy-StrawberryShortcake-thumb.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 195px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/RcnDm2hCKFI/AAAAAAAAABc/KT6KoiKEvkM/s320/ExLibrisBitsy-StrawberryShortcake-thumb.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028765531172382802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice right? right? (yanbing voice) haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is getting more and more fun each day. Surprisingly I have yet to have the urge to pon school since school started. At this rate i'll have full attendence, aren't you proud of me? haha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, went shopping with the usuals(-1) ?  AND I SAW ______  LIKE SO MANY MANY TIMES. THAT PROVES - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOT FATE&lt;/span&gt;.   Even the way he says certain vulgarities is damn cute lah aha. So cute, so cute!&lt;br /&gt;Today, went shopping with Dawn Teo and Sharmian. Was quieter and more reserved. But still, was nice talking and uh. getting to know each other better? Yup. haha. We should go out more soon! Spotlight is the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class is funny. With crappy people sitting behind. And food supply almost every day(: Oh and talking rubbish in class. And watching the "artists" behind draw and draw and draw. And aiya the things some people do in class really very cartoon! Very cute! (but not as cute as you know..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/RcnEYGhCKGI/AAAAAAAAABk/QnPBzxanl9Y/s1600-h/carebearrainbow.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 125px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/RcnEYGhCKGI/AAAAAAAAABk/QnPBzxanl9Y/s320/carebearrainbow.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028766377280940130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rainbows are cool&lt;/span&gt;. They are hotter then your grandma :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vday is coming how exciting. The balloon auction thing very amusing. Somebody got plan one leh whoa whoa haha! Oh and eh you know, we(you know who lah) haven't got Plan B yet! What if rain? Faster faster must plan ahaha. I WANT TO EAT JUMBO SEAFOOD! And must make ah yi~ go leh. Very very impt! Oh and the gifts to prepare headache lah haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does it feel like to have someone caring for you all the time? Worrying, concerned, interested in your life(genuinely)  etc? Omg I am being&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; sooooo gay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some guys are just such scumbags.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-1524148946878342147?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/feeds/1524148946878342147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12038002&amp;postID=1524148946878342147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/1524148946878342147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/1524148946878342147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#1524148946878342147' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/RcnBeGhCKEI/AAAAAAAAABU/nKdzGO6vrp4/s72-c/strawberryshortcake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-7105347175492254710</id><published>2007-02-04T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T23:00:45.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is a happy day! He is soooo adorable!&lt;br /&gt;Went to _____ at _______ (details are meant to be kept private, doofus. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most memorable moment:&lt;br /&gt;short toilet trip, missed him so bad for that two minutes : (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to BK,&lt;br /&gt;he went to order food&lt;br /&gt;sooooo (insert all words with relevance to cute.)&lt;br /&gt;i ____ ___ so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, went to see the sun set.&lt;br /&gt;6.07.02sec-6.07.03 sec - our hands brushed past each other!&lt;br /&gt;SUPER DETAILED RIGHT. some people like what.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;... -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met his grandparents, went to his place for the first time! (:&lt;br /&gt;Looked thru his baby photos! Aaaaah so cute lah.&lt;br /&gt;Gave me his dunno when the jersey and _____(personal) haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, he sent me home by cab. Miss him so much now cus he's watching damn soccer or smth.&lt;br /&gt;Only he can make soccer + dota seem cute.&lt;br /&gt;Did i just say dota = cute? (GASP!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is lovey dovey pain in the ass too much info post.&lt;br /&gt;but what to do,&lt;br /&gt;people drowning in waves of love okay.&lt;br /&gt;Just gotta live with it. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I practice good censorship.&lt;br /&gt;This post is 36434087123% dedicated to you(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*puts on sweetest most angelic, demure, innocent etc look*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for the week to start! Days are flying past with ___, wor. Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Do not read too much into this. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-7105347175492254710?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/feeds/7105347175492254710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12038002&amp;postID=7105347175492254710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/7105347175492254710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/7105347175492254710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#7105347175492254710' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-5863361666539984193</id><published>2007-02-02T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T15:43:14.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/RcMejGhCKCI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ctriIAy4MhM/s1600-h/499933674l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 195px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/RcMejGhCKCI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ctriIAy4MhM/s320/499933674l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026895197469026338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You taught my heart a sense I never knew I had. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was crap today. Except recess and before school of course. POA sucks. I got a freaking 0 for the last test. Regret taking it, damn stressful and pointless. There's such thing as a computer now? Why learn all that shit. Causes stress and headaches. And stress = zits(omg!) , headache = insomnia = eye bags(omg! omg!) It's like a chain reaction of bad stuff): But my mother says poa will help me manage my money better. Ha, but i haven't seen the helpfulness yet? Oh yes, and I understood the first the thing to do with math today! And I completed the assignment done all on my own for the first time! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kkk so yesterday after school hung around with Dawn Teo, Katherine and Sharmian. Some camera woman kept taking candid shots that are so unglam! haha. We shopped at Giant for Tan Jin and Wei Lun's present. Muahaha their presents were fruits! Ahaha! Yup so Happy Birthday to them :D Ooooh and balloons are absolute love okay. Esp &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;S*r*w*e*r* S*o*t*a*e &lt;/span&gt;ones! Damn cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Valentine's will be the best ever I hope? haha cus someone super lame "organizing", no joke! :D So.. we'll see how it turns out hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FEBRUARY GOT NO 29th! &lt;/span&gt;HAHAHA thanks to the nudger for alerting worx.&lt;br /&gt;But that means, no jiemei day this month!): ): So no Wei Siang treats! ): And.. Ah Yi ah~ ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad just came back today!(: And that rocks. And will be going Genting/KL on the 3rd and 4th day of CNY! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, you.&lt;br /&gt;In a different time or place, those words may make more sense.  But just not here and now, I'm sorry):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just a phase, you'll be okay. &lt;u&gt;You're fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/RcMfN2hCKDI/AAAAAAAAABE/688EOKzxylA/s1600-h/our+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/RcMfN2hCKDI/AAAAAAAAABE/688EOKzxylA/s320/our+collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026895931908433970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the dynamic that once existed has evaporated. i wonder if it is still possible to get back what we once had. let's see. or should i just lead my life and turn a blind eye to what is, or rather is not happening? tell me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;on a completely unrelated note, i would like to think that such scenarios are difficult to salvage. instead of brooding over the issue which some of you might know, perhaps it is much more pleasant if we just let things be and see how they goes. they might deteriorate and fade off, which i highly doubt so, there is no basis for this yet at the back of my head i know we mean much more than that to each other. time will tell everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I LOVE RECIEVING LONG UNEXPECTED PHONE CALLS(:&lt;/span&gt; but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;late night conversations(phone and msn) are gonna result in a fierce pimple eruption one of these days i swear. i should stop sleeping at 3am. No more, no more. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like Nothing In This World by Paris Hilton damn omg i know. But it makes me feel good about life! No idea why but just like that lah! It's like uh, dare to dream cus dreams may come true? Yeah whatever I sound so corny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone kind, plz remind me to top up my ez link card before monday[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I conclude. I need to go shopping. And I need to watch movie. And I've been spending way too much money on food. Need to exercise--&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Self- Control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Each time you shot a glance..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I know it's more than just superficiality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-5863361666539984193?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/5863361666539984193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/5863361666539984193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#5863361666539984193' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/RcMejGhCKCI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ctriIAy4MhM/s72-c/499933674l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-5611215652629756145</id><published>2007-01-30T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T15:43:14.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/Rb87qX9tkDI/AAAAAAAAAAw/3jzOsCpieME/s1600-h/cupcakess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025801308342161458" style="width: 250px; height: 167px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/Rb87qX9tkDI/AAAAAAAAAAw/3jzOsCpieME/s320/cupcakess.jpg" border="0" height="202" width="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so sorry about that kay person who sits next to me.. Sorry):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway Monday &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Jiemei day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was damn funny! Laughing the whole way hahaha ha ha. And oooh i'm very very very happy to say that every month's jiemei day will also be (blah blah blah blah blah blah blah) anniversary! Will last very long yay just like jiemei day where weisiang treats everyone, every month! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saw the cutest person again today! No, actually is everyday! Hahaha. Damn shit cute plz say you agree with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;I don't know why I realize this all of a sudden but can you just get real and stop faking it. I really feel that I've never really known the real you. It's too much to say here and it's too much to say to you I just can't bring myself to do it. I guess it's just my brain cells working overtime here. I don't know why I'm so irritated but you don't do things like that unless you want attention but then again, dunno lah. It's hard to explain. Doubt you'll get it anyway.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TODAY. SOMEBODY SAY HI TO &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;YANBING&lt;/span&gt;. AND SHE's VERY HAPPY.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did very well for POA test though i didn't study so proud of myself(: And I'm serious about needing lots of help in math both A and E. School is fun. Hahahahaha because c*t* people brighten up the sky and make my day!(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I should be going Genting on the 3rd day of CNY hehe should be able to miss school!! And then hopefully New York!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really gtg bathe now and WILL BE GOING TO JESSICA'S CLASS TOMORROW SO &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;TOMORROW WILL BE A GOOD DAY :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-5611215652629756145?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/5611215652629756145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/5611215652629756145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#5611215652629756145' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/Rb87qX9tkDI/AAAAAAAAAAw/3jzOsCpieME/s72-c/cupcakess.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-292601107588733667</id><published>2007-01-27T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T15:43:15.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/Rbtgun9tkAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3mzmTk4AgGM/s1600-h/tissuebox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/Rbtgun9tkAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3mzmTk4AgGM/s320/tissuebox.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024716163379990530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my tissue box looks really happy(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is Sunday and my dad will be waking up early to cook breakfast for us whoa AMAZING. haha! he claims he's gonna wake up at 9.30 just to cook! which i never knew he could/would. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go to Genting during cny hahaha because..  (?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/RbthNX9tkBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/WD9CGMlqo14/s1600-h/BP-MooLah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 155px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/RbthNX9tkBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/WD9CGMlqo14/s320/BP-MooLah.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024716691660967954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want this purse. The reason is obvious right. SO CUTE LAH! ALMOST as cute as.. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like Cheetah Girls 2 haha. But I don't know why. It's sooo yeah, has the disney movie effect. Didn't go out for dinner cus of that show okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody thinks nudging very fun. Right..&lt;br /&gt;quote: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"FUN. you see, you feel, you hear, you listen" &lt;/span&gt;end quote.&lt;br /&gt;i can see you rolling your eyes now ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH YI, AH.. AH YI~ (you must say it properly or it'll come out wrong.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHO'S UP FOR JIEMEI DAY THIS MONDAY? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;:D :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/Rbtkd39tkCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/KZVotADTcjY/s1600-h/Super_Happy_Sushi_Roll_by_coconut_lane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 246px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/Rbtkd39tkCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/KZVotADTcjY/s320/Super_Happy_Sushi_Roll_by_coconut_lane.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024720273663692834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that's a super happy sushi plushi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, these days i realize i like pop art i like pop art i like pop art.&lt;br /&gt;but i can't DO them well):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;What do you call a deer with no eyes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-292601107588733667?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/feeds/292601107588733667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12038002&amp;postID=292601107588733667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/292601107588733667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/292601107588733667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#292601107588733667' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jjxVWglm08/Rbtgun9tkAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3mzmTk4AgGM/s72-c/tissuebox.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-116972779801670275</id><published>2007-01-25T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T22:19:05.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 242px; height: 183px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/unattainable/rainbow.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rainbows cheer me up(: I count and I think i've around 5 rainbow stuff now(: (: And bumblebeeeeez coming soon. And Tinkerbell too! Happy happy do the happy dance :D And it's good to know that I know who my real friends are(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Love love Jess, Yan Bing, Emilene, Wei Gin, Jacie, Jing Shen, Wei Siang, Ziyi !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Noone can ever compare to the girl I'm with now."&lt;/span&gt; So sweet right! Everyone go : AW..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-116972779801670275?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116972779801670275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116972779801670275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116972779801670275' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-116955599200793037</id><published>2007-01-23T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T20:39:52.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been one hell of uhm, a few days. With stuff happening and all. But all's good now as long as yeah.. you know.&lt;br /&gt;Yan Bing hahahaha ha got a uh.. sudden interest in hahaha  k  so not funny.&lt;br /&gt;And Lee Jing Shen actually guessed it !! *claps alot of times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I spent alot of time in school practising writing with my left hand. I'm a right hander hahaha funny right. And I actually wrote a short story with my left hand! and i can draw stars and hearts and flowers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;think you very funny is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys who have good skin and get red cheeks after doing sports and etc are DAMN HOT. with exceptions of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got rain-bow! phone strap damn cool and i figured out how to attach to my phone all by myself!! (: (: I'm so proud of me(: And i'm getting my bumblebeeeez soon triple quadruple yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's day is coming. Shit. I just told you a secret haha so lame k whatever. (In a matter of fact voice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey you monnsurface ahem MABALLZ see MA is for moonsurface's name and MA is for MY. SO MABALLZ super duper cool right. yes i know you love it. i love it too. (In a matter of fact voice too.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm upset that I haven't been sticking to the original plan of doing most of my homework): This sucks. Must. Do. Homework. Not. Copy. Must. Study. For. Tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVEEEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;don't tell you who&lt;/span&gt;. Yay I've plans for valentine's and no it isn't a joke haha :D I know i'm being annoying :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a happy post 'cus i'm a happy girl today hurray for rainbows YOUBALLZ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s Happy Birthday LJS and JESSICA on the 17th! Didnt blog I know you guys understand right ha. Will upload the photos when i've got the time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-116955599200793037?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116955599200793037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116955599200793037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116955599200793037' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-116926668748242684</id><published>2007-01-20T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T12:20:23.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can I have the old you back plz?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stress is causing my zits to pop out, damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're being absurd and loserish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels good to sleep on disappointment and wake up feeling much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guilt makes people so overly suspicious that it's amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now with you it's friends for never?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you realize in time to turn back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fuck you right back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-116926668748242684?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116926668748242684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116926668748242684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116926668748242684' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-116921575371666240</id><published>2007-01-19T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T22:09:13.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The disappointment sinks in..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-116921575371666240?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116921575371666240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116921575371666240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116921575371666240' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-116912276323190082</id><published>2007-01-18T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T20:19:23.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Look. I don't know what you're trying to do. How or why you're doing this. But plz, get over yourself already and stop hurting others for your benefit. You can't assume everyone treats love the same way as you do. You don't even know her, or him for that matter, well. So why cause chaos and conflict? By hurting her, do you know how many people you are hurting in turn. Do you know how we feel when we see her cry? When we see her so quiet and upset? When she refuses to speak and tries to fake a smile? No. You don't. All you care about is yourself. It doesn't matter who/what you are. All that you're doing shows that you are a heartless, self-centred, scheming _____. Is it that important to try to be -------? To get all the attention? I must say, you're kind of smart. Targetting the right people just at the right time. I really wonder how you do it. How you manage to ruin such strong(?) friendship and a relationship so loving. Why. What exactly do you want? We're all worried for her. And you, you don't give a fuck. All you care is if you get what you want. If your r*p*t*t*o* is maintained. If your s*a*u* is fixed. Like, is that all that matters? Don't toy with people and relationships. You many appear to be winning. But deep down, you know how you won. You know what you did. And only you know Why you did it. Looks may be deceiving. To think that people once considered friends could turn into such *#&amp;amp;$()@#$ probably cus they may get some benefits? But who am I to say. Its you who calls the shots, rules the world, whatever you think you are. You know yourself best. Plz, stop hurting her. Don't play with people's feelings too. Don't scheme your way into whatever you're aiming for. Don't ruin friendships. Don't cause anymore problems. Things are complicated enough. Start thinking for everyone involved before thinking about yourself. All I know is, you most likely won't get it. Or maybe, won't even care. But really, you should see her cry..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-116912276323190082?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116912276323190082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116912276323190082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116912276323190082' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-116886647849522472</id><published>2007-01-15T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T21:18:12.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So You Think You Can Dance is damn hot and today's the final 4 hahaha okay it's damn hot but then I only watched halfway. Which is when they're all done with dancing. Benji is sooo the cuteness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today someone gave me this really nice and sweet present not to mention nice smelling, much nicer then men's deodorant but that's a different story. So yeah. I'm lazy to upload the picture of the present but it's damn nice hahaha and it's supposed to be my cheer up from the blasted weekend present or so i think? And it worked. Sort of. I mean, I was really happy and laughy today and the present made it better! So yay thank YOU! &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Someone spray me with men's deodorant and think very funny lor. HA. HA. HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;School was super fun today. We were all doing stupid stuff that apparently test IQ. But seriously, let's not go into there cus abit embarrassing lah haha. Yup and then there are amazing people in class k! Like, can twist their palm don't know how many degress and can like, fold/push the fingers all the way till it touches the palm damn cool but sadly I can do neither. Still, it's fun getting uh general knowledge and having fun and laughing at the same time(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why is the school piling us with test after test. Okay, test nvm lah part of school what. BUT why only MATH, WHY?! Now, that is depressing. Ooooh but thanks Jess, LJS and of course Yaowen :D so kind ah you all hahaha. And yw, got people say you horny. Why like that? I can't bring myself to ask you just now that so ask here hahaha. I KNOW YOU READ OKAY DON'T DENY. How could you think that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;***** was i*p*t*n* ?&lt;/span&gt; K that's funny hahahaha. And somebody nametag don't know where right? I think I know okay haha. Oh and the i*p*t*n* one loaned me SAW III today yup so gotta find time to watch it tho owner claims the quality sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT - - - - - - 's pictures! THREE OKAY ahhhhh major cuteness! as in the innocent adorable cute omgz i know so cute right !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet another post w/o pictures):&lt;br /&gt;And another week with lots of tests and homework. Damn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;OH! MY BEST FRIEND AND UH VERY GOOD FRIEND'S BIRTHDAY'S IN 2 DAYS&lt;/span&gt; WHOO WHOOO BUT, we've not prepared anyth yet): how how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to study for POA test. The book is so damn thick plz kill me already. Plus math test this friday, that one i will kill myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and you know right just now, I was using the com halfway like with conversation windows still open. Then I go toilet. When I come out I see my brother log out of msn for me WHOA WHY SO NICE MAN so I missed what - - - - - - said how depressing not like you care ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, bye. Or as yaowen would say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;PEACE OUT \/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(alot of him mentioned today. ooooops :P )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;P.s people, if there's any stain on anyth that you've tried everything and it's still not removable, TRY MEDICATED OIL. aha sounds funny but works. thanks to the experiments of Tan Jia Min haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-116886647849522472?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116886647849522472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116886647849522472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116886647849522472' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-116859389021376635</id><published>2007-01-12T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T17:24:50.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sometimes all we need is truth and understanding... &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather eventful day today. Well, everyday actually! Haha. So like, every morning in the toilet talking and watching Tan Jia Min tie her hair.  Class is becoming better and more fun(: , Recess spent talking and rushing food down in the last 5 min after school getting caught in the damn rain. Oh not to mention, keep seeing some people haha. And I'm getting convinced that she's changed and is now in love with me. Whooo joke lah okay. So pretty eventful ya. But still, go to school with mixed feelings. Dunno, just like, you know. Half anticipation, a quarter dread, the other quarter don't know where? Yeah you get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i brought home the super thick POA book to do homework and study for the test. Hope I can really complete all my stuffs this weekend. That'll be so satisfying ha. I feel I blog weird today. And my shoes are finally dirty yay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I like stickers :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuition is starting this weekend boooo. Then again, I really need it so yup. And anyone wanna tutor me math? I really will learn and not be so easily distracted(:(:  Man I swear I'm soooo hopeless at completing the square and general equation I AM SO DEMORALISED.  And most people I know have no idea how to do it too. And they say 80% will ge A1 for math HA. So I'm definitely the 20% ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels like I haven't updated in ages. See, suddenly I'm blogging alot. But no pictures): ): I'm lazy (shhh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been thinking so much, too much in fact, lately. Please tell me where this is leading to. Was tempting to type them all out here. But then again, I don't know how to phrase them all out properly. And anyway that's good 'cus I have no idea why I'm thinking. Gosh, I feel old whenever I see the guys in long pants. It's like. Sec 3 already!! It's really a big jump from Sec 2 life and well, it just feels different. Not a bad thing. But still feels weird. Maybe that applies to me only. macaroni! THIS POST IS SO LONG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend is here but pretty soon it'll be the oh-shit-back-to-school-again blues.&lt;br /&gt;So where do we go from here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I scroll up to see how much I typed and all I can say is: Gosh..&lt;br /&gt;Well, hope you were in any way, slightly entertained!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/unattainable/79e3a2704f6bd4bb.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll bet this is how you imagine me to look like now hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-116859389021376635?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116859389021376635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116859389021376635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116859389021376635' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-116850420518967422</id><published>2007-01-10T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T16:30:05.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi am back from the recording of the Dancefloor(: everyone, support &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dance!Stomp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; plz ignore that judge in purple shirt when you watch the show, he doesn't know what he's talking about. and Tingzhi, you did fine alright! liked the flowers? haha if you get into the next round *crosses fingers* Nat and I will get you a bigger one k!!(: (: LiLin is pretty! and hyper! and funny! the rest of the judges were mostly serious. oooooh wonder if somebody's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fengshan&lt;/span&gt; was there aha. Oh and Nat and I stood at the mosh pit the whole time thought we're not 16 hahaha and we didn't have to fill in a form like the rest of the people. guess why? haha. and spent so much on cab today! and this guy was sooooo gentlemanly. like there aren't many cabs along the mediacorp area, and he's been waiting much longer then us already but when the cab came, he offered to let us get the cab first. one of the rare singaporean guys i guess hahaha. but we declined cus its not really nice to make him wait again ya. right then Nat sent me home first! :D&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, really really tired now. Don't feel like going to school tomorrow blah blah today was great though yay. Good night everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-116850420518967422?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116850420518967422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116850420518967422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116850420518967422' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-116800551332409185</id><published>2007-01-05T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T22:00:07.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/1600/623004/DSC00094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 181px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/320/407060/DSC00094.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for lousy picture quality :\ back to school encouragement present haha so cute right.&lt;br /&gt;have had 3 days of school. still not used to it. can't get to sleep can't wake up etc. after school no energy left to do any of the after school usuals. sad. shan't be blogging about class until I've gotten to know the people, adjusted and all  cus yeah, if not  whatever comments made will be  like. unfair lor. sorry terrible lack of vocab I have. brain is all fuzzy wuzzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cca orientation thing was fun (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;major screw lah i think practically everyone and everything is cute now. how how?  even 4*s also lah haha and whoa some people don't know anything still can talk shit wow so cool. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a pretty dry update i know. oh i feel so stupid i wanted hashbrown so i told my mum to buy for me. totally ignoring the fact that hashbrowns are only sold for breakfast. anyhow, i'm waiting very patiently for my fillet-o-fish now yay :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why ------ not online now so sad. and people scold me okay. say what ^#@&amp;amp;@)$ haha funny. still block * just now fine lor you win haha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i went home i woke my sister by singing, or rather screaming the abc song at her over and over again hahaha oh and to think i just said school tires me out oooooooooh. i screen phone calls now not that you care but yah whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay got somebody who claims to "need to talk" now ya so bye, hopefully when you next visit this place this post will be replaced by an interesting one(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-116800551332409185?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116800551332409185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116800551332409185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116800551332409185' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-116763108628068890</id><published>2007-01-01T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T14:04:31.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/1600/608261/Happy%20New%20Year.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 194px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/320/791088/Happy%20New%20Year.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi i'm home!&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Happy New Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; everyone!! May 2007 be a fantastuc year! Lol, just felt like letting you know this picture above, was what hppened to like, almost every car along the roadside haha so cute right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/1600/963048/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 292px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/320/157994/collage.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fireworks at marina bay. I know the pictures suck sorry lah my view was obstructed. Flo was packed. They even had marquees opened outside if the people didn't wanna squeeze inside.&lt;br /&gt;Collaged the pictures cus couldn't be bothered to upload individually and anw, only these 6 shots were decent out of ggoodness knows how many. You can click to expand(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why the DJ didn't play Auld Lang Syne during the countdown haha haha i know very spoiler but it would have been funny. I also wonder why people spray the snow thing on new year's eve O.o And anw anw new year's countdown was better then Xmas cus the banglas/bhangas(sp?) were busy taking self shots and videos to try and uh. do stuff they're famous for. haha i have video evidence but i don't think i'll put it up here just in case haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(edit) It's 1.57 and I just woke up with a headache way to start the new year huh. haha. and my sister just asked me to go down they're having fun with the chocolate fountain. pity Vicki and Elena couldn't stay over last night): I'm uploading a video now. Have a few but chocolate fountain is tempting so i shall just leave it at one first ya? :D Happy 2007 once again people! Oh and i didn't have time to make resolutions. oh well.. and yeah uh zhix lost his wallet. what an even better way to kick start the year *applause* and they still can go play lan after countdown-.- LAN.. an even better way to start the year. suddenly i feel so proud of myself. no lan, no losing of anything haha. anyway, the video's uploaded already. Sorry it's really shaky and stuff. Crowd was moving and had to move with them. Hope it isn't too noisy or laggy(: And oh yeah, i know its small you should be able to click on it and view it bigger in YouTube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="200" width="230"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5qExaFC_qt8"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5qExaFC_qt8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="200" width="230"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello 2007(:&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye 2006):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-116763108628068890?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116763108628068890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116763108628068890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116763108628068890' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-116731052519725547</id><published>2006-12-30T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T15:46:04.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;BACK TO CHRISTMAS :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;P.s this post was from Dec 28&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/1600/388038/xmaswithgaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/320/645633/xmaswithgaa.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dearest uh.. guys and girls gave me these(: sweet, random and touching lil' gifts. everyone go AWWWWWW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today, now, i'm a very happy girl 'cus i just received my card and present from jessica!! :D :D SHE HANDMADE IT OKAY HAHA VERY GOT ALOT OF HEART.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/1600/94656/jessica%20gift.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/320/648594/jessica%20gift.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay i love you bestfriend! hahaha and the cow is from a gardenia bread how cool i will always remember that manzxzx(: (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realized for GAA, only ljs and jess got like "features of presents" abit unfair (or maybe i was just bored :P) so i decided to put all your names next to your gifts! lazy to take each and every one individually): i know i've got good memory and seriously, no matter how small your gift i really love them alot. thank you guys so so much!! hope we can spend next christmas eve together too? pretty pleaseeeee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/1600/707014/namesandprezs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/320/898751/namesandprezs.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got them all correct right! oh click to expand, i know the words are tinyyyyy, and you can't really see all the stuff properly cus i layered them haha. so if you gave multiple little things i only put your name next to one of the things(: love all of you many many many. i'll really miss all of you next year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i promise this is the last christmas post until next year alright!&lt;br /&gt;** Post was typed on 28 Dec, but posted late as the last post was just up hours ago, yeah hoho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-116731052519725547?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116731052519725547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116731052519725547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116731052519725547' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-116722204700905581</id><published>2006-12-28T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T15:30:30.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;**Yesterday's post. I forgot to publish hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a really busy and eventful week, nothing beats kicking back on a lazy rainy day with a tub o' B&amp;J's watching Corpse Bride. Okay sorry, i know the Corpse Bride part very spoiler hahaha. oh yah i forgot to add in my last post. Go catch Curse of the Golden Flower. You will understand one, cus even i enjoyed the movie. There are english subtitles lah. and Jay Chou rocks lah. Haha. and guys.. uh. you won't regret watching either haha now why am i so laughy today haha...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/1600/795857/%3D%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 249px; height: 187px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/320/134663/%3D%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will lessons next year be as fun without all of you? ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bow Wow singing Like You with Ciara reminds me of.. nevermind.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/1600/140450/DSCI0058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 190px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/320/833996/DSCI0058.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want tcc NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm becoming sucha label whore damn. and i have yet to get school bags and shoes. oh bags there's many i like but hahaha. Guess school bag here i come! and that funny french brand too so cute lah. and of course my dearest le sport sac and the list goes on.. DADDY!!!!!!! MONEY!!!! i got my pencil case already HAHA. and i lost my water bottle, left it in the cinema. stupid. so i gotta get a new one): i got almost all my stationery already yay me. and i got pencils which say E**IE haha haha haha so cool bet you're jealous :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/1600/931830/Picture%20322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 195px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/320/942398/Picture%20322.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is such a wordy post  don't like. My toes are cold. My brother is off to camp till friday. My parents bought a new desktop to put in their room. which already has 2 laptops. so like i was wondering.. WHY COULDN'T THEY JUST GIVE ME THE MONEY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/1600/601355/HMM.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 210px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/320/837582/HMM.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY ITUNES IS PLAYING DONTCHA NOW WHOOAAAAA.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/1600/949368/thebest%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 217px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/320/897454/thebest%21.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was my home econs end product damn cool, i know. and i know this is random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad asked me to go home early last night to cut my sister's super belated birthday cake and in the end he came home like, 2 hours later then me. what the..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/1600/110853/fivetop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 211px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/320/257966/fivetop.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, pictures another day i'm lazy to upload. have a shitload of pictures i like but you probably won't get to see it ! -sticks out tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/1600/128238/Picture%20062edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 254px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/320/236003/Picture%20062edit.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoa somebody very cute. HA. HA. HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/1600/727599/classphoto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 217px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/320/881379/classphoto.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we are still cuter lor..&lt;br /&gt;i spend too much time and money on online shopping. screwwwwwww. but then again, who can resist tinkerbell and rainbows? (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/1600/398017/01-05-06_1653.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 247px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/320/235563/01-05-06_1653.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIAX. in the end &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;who's the cutest?&lt;/span&gt; hahaha kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elleeeeeveeeeeeeeee charm bracelet so pretty i want!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daddy got father-daughter watch for both of us. i think he made up the father-daughter part-.- say i must "practice" wearing a watch. but so uncomfortable lah!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/1600/20424/my%20room%28%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 213px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/320/320639/my%20room%28%20002.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tingzhi's room haha memories :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so bored. Life is so (insert all words related to pointless.) these days. And it's the back to school blues blah. I don't care new year countdown party i must. I have so many wishes! hahaha. and i just saw this hot guitar shirt should i get it, should i? sigh. the temptation of online sprees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i just decided to add random pictures into this boring post to make it less boring?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/1600/678093/DSCI0037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 280px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/320/536214/DSCI0037.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i didn't get you a gift for christmas, here's your really belated prez :D like it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(edit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Sister's cake cutting&lt;/span&gt;(dad wasn't present !$*@&amp;^ )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/1600/528538/DSCI0046edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/320/833411/DSCI0046edit.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cropped out brother HAHA cus he purposely crossed his eyes!!&lt;br /&gt;other then that, i like this picture! so its my friendster main picture now :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll crop him out or disfigure him o smth in every picture before posting. cus he seriously looked damn screwed that day. with specs and ugly unstyled hair EW. so i shall be nice and do him the favour of cropping him out of every picture. probably only people like TINGZHI *ahem. will get to see his unglam shots hahaha oh i'm gooooood~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/1600/692276/DSCI0044edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/320/615071/DSCI0044edit.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;family without daddy): somebody ah.. still tell me go home earlier..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/1600/427344/DSCI0049edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/320/533180/DSCI0049edit.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sooooo screwed if he sees this. or my mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/1600/408651/DSCI0051edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/320/411281/DSCI0051edit.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;chris&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;tmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; mood haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/1600/114578/DSCI0039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/320/829452/DSCI0039.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like the look of this(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/1600/798189/DSCI0055edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/320/389097/DSCI0055edit.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it tastes real good. one layer is like fererro rocher yum&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; *slurps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/1600/639933/DSCI0042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/320/782802/DSCI0042.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday once again lil' sis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually there's more pictures but all got somebody inside and i'm lazy to keep editing so uh yeah sorry haha &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;blame him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;just a sidetrack. i love holidays. no work, no stress, no tuitions, no homework, no problems(?) i can sleep 12 hours or more every day! haha. and i have pictures and stuff for my next post already awesome aren't I? ego haha learn from somebody lor. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-116722204700905581?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116722204700905581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116722204700905581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116722204700905581' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-116706340089231333</id><published>2006-12-25T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T00:17:26.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/1600/493315/card.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 215px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/320/826342/card.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have yourself.. a Merry.. little Christmas..&lt;br /&gt;Firstly,&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Merry&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;**note: really long entry below**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feels like ages since i last updated. okay, hasn't really been ages actually. but, the past few days have been hectic. sleep late every night and just.. over work/play? yeah. have lots of pictures too(: but am still waiting for them. my cam keeps dying on me so had to depend on others haha.&lt;br /&gt;23rd was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Isabel's birthday(:&lt;/span&gt; parents were overseas so Vicki, Elena and I brought her to town. and spent ALOT. seriously, didn't even notice how much we spent can. zz someone like to take cab everywhere what HA. can't really remember the details so yeah. point is we stayed out for practically 12 hours so fun right. and its so stupid trying to get cab at around midnight from town. damn annoying please. all those people like to cheat and call cab instead of waiting in line ugh. well. pictures, all that i have for now that is.&lt;br /&gt;so uh.. don't expect too much cus its really pathetic. but just wait till i get all the pictures hahaha:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/1600/361645/DSCI0057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 205px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/320/209432/DSCI0057.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this picture feels so "showstopper" -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/1600/856229/DSCI0058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 201px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/320/704857/DSCI0058.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her expression when my parents called from overseas to wish her(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/1600/387995/DSCI0065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 205px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/320/719670/DSCI0065.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/1600/684632/DSCI0068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 205px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/320/167301/DSCI0068.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the christmas cards she made for vicki and elena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/1600/747173/DSCI0061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 205px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/320/417092/DSCI0061.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;my christmas nails! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/1600/878548/DSCI0063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 283px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/320/258944/DSCI0063.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know we're good at trying to be twits..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/1600/89557/DSCI0067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 282px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/320/73397/DSCI0067.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like this picture. don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/1600/477660/DSCI0077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 205px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/320/459296/DSCI0077.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tea cosy is love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/1600/36847/DSCI0078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 205px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/320/821978/DSCI0078.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hey there birthday girl!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/1600/668016/DSCI0080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 204px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/320/750482/DSCI0080.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;final picture..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/1600/851545/DSCI0059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 282px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/320/975734/DSCI0059.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was warned not to post her pictures but. ah well, i know i rock:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/1600/105400/neoprint.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/320/813708/neoprint.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup happy birthday sis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay damn i'm sick of blogging. shall make the rest of the entry reaaaaal quick yah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so 24th was with &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;GAA!&lt;/span&gt; but W* and Z* got stuff on. and Jess was sick): aw girl, if you're reading this hollerrrrrr and you better yet? had to leave real soon): went to find mum and sis. watched "Curse of the Golden Flower" thank god for subtitles, and Jay Chou! okay whatever. went to countdown with *. wasn't fantastic but was not bad. left really early at 1 plus. came home, did last min stuffies and slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; DAY! overslept, so didn't meet *. bet * overslept too(: er okay. then zhix and bloodbrother dont know say what. then end up someone pangseh? then cute de also zZz walau ALL BECAUSE OF YOU LAH haha. then so in the end cancelled): and i was looking forward to seeing J*** in gl*mitu* mode okay walau don't like you all lah spoiler hiax. yeah then went to buy cakes. OH WE MUST GO BUY THE MINI LOG CAKE OKAY. the one i had, the big one not cute): and my sis just got her bday cake how early.. yup then came home slack slack got bored. went ikea haha I LOVE IKEA :D it's like damn cool can. yup then came home blog blog until like now. i really have to go bathe. i realize i make 24th and 25th seem so boring. and short. and dull. how sad. just to let you know, it wasn't haha. and uh. i know you don't give a shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooooooooh it's 12.07 already): no longer xmas. nvm, i shall cheat(: shall put 11.59, so this can count as my christmas post :D :D MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE! ENJOY THE LAST OF THE HOLIDAYS THEN ITS BACK TO SCHOOL! (:? ):?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rest of the pictures will probably be up when i get them. and oh thanks to those who gave presents, cards, wishes etc(: really appreciate them!! &lt;3 &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;GUESS WHO IS EATING GINGER BISCUITS NOW YUM[:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-116706340089231333?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116706340089231333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116706340089231333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116706340089231333' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-116671250204106979</id><published>2006-12-21T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T22:48:22.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"what? it's the 21st already?"&lt;br /&gt;oh snap my sister made me like Fergalicious. I used to find it damn irritating lah. but it is really dancey haha ROCK ROCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FOUR THREE TWO &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;UNO&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my sis and exotic lil neighbours start dancing hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas shopping. Need Cash. No Parents. Or RICH BROTHER): not like he ever helps zz.&lt;br /&gt;plus sister's birthday manz. stress ah stress.&lt;br /&gt;I no longer have my&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; very BLUE&lt;/span&gt; the blue nails): but i've &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt; nails now! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone's singing along to Fergalicious now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woooorrrrrrrrrkkkkkkk! so stress ah headache. somebody say i overwork leh :P thankyou lor. i sick you happy only mar~ don't deny lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't do a single xmas card today okay! and i&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; cashed my first check&lt;/span&gt; today!(: UOB took my virgin cash cheque haha. haha. haha. brrrr so cold-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No time for anything. Or anyone.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, according to certain sources, the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;(t** m*** _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ g**** in level.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kwhatever so E** WORX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/1600/379136/neoprints2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 171px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/320/940673/neoprints2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/1600/652606/neoprints1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 178px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/320/187708/neoprints1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual, it's clicky to expand:D desmond will be glad, we drew an apple for him(: aaron will be proud, clipboard! and Han, HIAX SO BLUE must be so proud he'll cry. and listen to psp at the same time hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I STILL THINK &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;24th's GONNA KICK ASS&lt;/span&gt;. coolest bestest favouritest(?) bunch of peeepol yay us!&lt;br /&gt;oh and, a dude mentioned christmas lunch, dinner, supper? turkey?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-116671250204106979?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116671250204106979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116671250204106979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116671250204106979' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-116662313160754301</id><published>2006-12-20T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T21:59:31.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/1600/502464/Christmas_by_monsieurduch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 202px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/320/519956/Christmas_by_monsieurduch.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO LOOKING FORWARD TO THE 24th! OH YEAH~&lt;br /&gt;:D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED TO GO CHRISTMAS SHOPPING.&lt;br /&gt;I NEED MONEY.&lt;br /&gt;OH YES PEOPLE IF YOU GO TO MUFFINISLOVE &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;COMMENT&lt;/span&gt; ALRIGHT! BUY OR DON'T BUY ALSO COMMENT. I JUST LIKE TO SEE COMMENTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'VE DONE 11 CHRISTMAS CARDS ALREADy YAY. IF I DO ANOTHER 11 TMRW, I'LL BE ALMOST DONE :D  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE CHRISTMAS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s, the previous post. you won't know who/what i'm talking about. so yeah. same goes for this post. the bottom part. is for the person to see. there is this chance so yeah. don't assume whatsoever okay thanks(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did you know, when i was doing your xmas thing, i &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;almost&lt;/span&gt; cried?&lt;br /&gt;why must you ruin your own life. you had a future. now, i just hope you will realize what you are doing to yourself and to the people who love you. what happened to the old you? you don't know, neither do you care. but people who care for you see it, and it hurts for them too. don't you get it? go back to the old you plz. don't keep making mistakes over and over again. don't ruin you life. don't waste away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you read this, check your email k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-116662313160754301?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116662313160754301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116662313160754301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116662313160754301' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-116619841966988302</id><published>2006-12-19T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T20:39:14.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's time to surrender&lt;br /&gt;It's been too long pretending&lt;br /&gt;There's no use in trying&lt;br /&gt;When the pieces don't fit anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi i was damn sick yesterday. Then alright this morning. Then i wanted to go out to get important stuff though i wasn't allowed to. Still.. yeah. Then it bloody had to rain. so now, back to square one - damn shit sick again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU DON'T LIKE BEING SECOND,&lt;br /&gt;AND I DON'T LIKE TO BE WRONG.&lt;br /&gt;bottle up old love,&lt;br /&gt;and throw it into the sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DON'T ASK&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, muffinislove.livejournal.com&lt;br /&gt;plz comment even if there's nothing that catches your fancy, just to let us know you've been there. kthxloveya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-116619841966988302?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116619841966988302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116619841966988302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116619841966988302' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-116637584329538203</id><published>2006-12-18T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T01:22:47.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://muffinislove.livejournal.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://muffinislove.livejournal.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 204px; height: 61px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/unattainable/lurbex2.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;please click the image above &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel so guilty for disappoining H* today. To think he wanted to treat moomoooooovieeeee. Hey &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;zhix&lt;/span&gt; daddy HINT* movie ah movie. Owe for very long already okay. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;zhix zhix zhix&lt;/span&gt; ahaha i'm sorry i still can't get over it. THAAAAANKS AH Edwin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need money. Flea market was great(: shall post the pictures of the stuff i got when i've got time. so patience yah. 'cus time is something i'm seriously lacking of these days blah. thanks for understanding. when you see the pictures it'll be worth the wait haha. I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HEART&lt;/span&gt; FLEA MARKETS&lt;3 style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a lot to post. but now my mind's like blank. ah k whatever. just pleaseeee remember to support muffinislove haha. GUESS WHO IS MUFFIN. okay whatevs. somebody so cute ah~ later someone(O.O) ah, scold me. say what HIAX co******t. and why now got so many J*** poser IRRITATING hiax TCC. HIAXXXX zhix ah zhix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit. makes no sense aha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrightey lovelies loveeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-116637584329538203?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116637584329538203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116637584329538203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116637584329538203' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-116616893719536233</id><published>2006-12-15T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T18:45:26.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALL I WANT FOR &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;S &lt;/span&gt;IS YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="120" width="180"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5Bxcf8d9tiw"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5Bxcf8d9tiw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="180" width="140"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know its tiny, so you can go to the url too k?&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5Bxcf8d9tiw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahmazing song ahhhhmazing sync(: HAHA &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NIGHTMARE BEFORE CHRISTMAS&lt;/span&gt; I LIKE! go watch it. the beginning especially is so cute! and somewhere around the middle too! aha i think the whole thing is just so cute :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was lazy to work today. plus parents and brother are flying off tonight)': but sis and i MAY be joining them on another day if flight's available so yup(: but if we can't join them then uh.. party time? haha yeap so either way, works for me oooh i heart my life. but maybe not always haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;this post is so the clique. again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm bored now. i think today's the first proper free day ever since the holidays. maaaannxz feels weird to have nothing to rush off to do. oh but of course there's the christmas stuff that i still have not gotten down to doing): and other not so important stuff like christmas list. i'm sad 'cus i'm not sure how i'm spending christmas this year. some people should understand why. there's only 24 hrs a day! hahahaha and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;too many commitments&lt;/span&gt; cool huh. maybe i'll just go to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;malaysia YES&lt;/span&gt;(guess whats that! :P) during christmas hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somebody supposed to lend me Saw 3 but still haven't lend yet see lah now i'm so bored sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elena knows &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the mystery of N &lt;/span&gt;already. shhh that was just a random thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I'M IN NEED OF MONEY. TOMORROW. HAHA &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;SPREEEEEEE(: &lt;/span&gt;plus gotta pay for online stuff. rich boyfriend? haha just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bored. and i can't find pictures to upload.  RUKAWA DAMN HOT.  that girl who's crazy over him reminds me of - - - - -. eh i think it's been ages since i typed l*k* th_t right? habit's coming back again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to somebody: i didn't use &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;"baybeh" &lt;/span&gt;in this post. aren't you disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT THIS WEIRD HABIT OF forgetting what i want to say just when i start saying it. k so like, that's bad. really bad. not like you care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it's back to rukawa now oooh yeah bye. BTW I WATCHED HITCH JUST NOW FOR THE DONT KNOW HOW MANY TIMES ALR. AND I HAVE NOTHING LEFT TO WATCH!! I WANT BRING IT ON AGAIN SOMEONE LEND ME.(and no, no american pie plz thx.)&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;(edit)&lt;br /&gt;so like, i was sleeping and then zzZzzZZz some very nice and kind people informed me that the class posting has come out. then i went to check online. okay well, what to say, i hardly(and that's an understatement) know anyone in my soon to be class. what a good thing to wake up for huh. kfine. so now.. whatevs. i don't know what to say lah okay. just that the sc**** is irritating the crap out of me. and it's not the first time. but i guess the only good thing is that there isn't any bad feelings towards anyone in particular in my class. so yeah that's some consolation i guess. but that brings me back to the reason why, which is cus i damnit don't know anyone. yah so sorry i'm rambling but yah k. and oh i thought of another bright side. i'm truly a "once a cr, always a cr." not exactly the epitome of cool but i like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want the Guess? wallet. anyone has the one i want and wanna trade for a Dior? if not i'll have to make a trip down to get it soon.  i need retail therapy badly. too bad there isn't much kaching kaching bling bling bling to spree on. sigh sadness. and i want cupcakes. THOSE cupcakes. the damn cute ones. absolute love man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T STAND IT. SOME PEOPLE ARE SO PLEASED WITH THEIR CLASSES. I MEAN. I DON'T MEAN TO RAIN ON YOUR PARADE. BUT STILL.. sensitive please... (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i sound like a brat. but you don't get it so shut up already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;and this time, i'm really scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;(/edit)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-116616893719536233?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116616893719536233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116616893719536233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116616893719536233' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-116598848732694216</id><published>2006-12-13T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T13:41:27.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HOLLAMOMMA &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EDWIN IS BACK&lt;/span&gt; WITH ENOUGH DVDS TO OPEN A DVD RENTAL SHOP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay i know you loved the last picture post hahaha. i know you love &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;too.  anyway, naming is the shizz so yeah,  keep up  alright?  and oh oh tingzhi is coming back today yay yay i blogged for her but no i won't tell you her url cos im not sure if she'll mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/1600/215324/names%20conver.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 227px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/320/238251/names%20conver.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dvd seller-.- click to expand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training later. not working today. I FEEL SO GUILTY.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; A* IS BEING SO NICE&lt;/span&gt; THAT IT'S SCARY AND &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;HAN IS BEING HIGH AND UN-EMO&lt;/span&gt; AND THAT IS FREAKISHLY ABNORMAL. MUMMY I'M SCARED): (i lack parental love boohoo not like some people got lunch DATE with father HIAX.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY IS _ _ _ _ _ SO BLOODY FULL OF LOVE? COME BACK FROM C* AND LEARNT TO HAVE A BIG HEART? WHOOOAAAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures from slacking at work(: quite a few days ago. i feel reaaaally guilty so i think i'll work extra hard tomorrow. that is if i'm working tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/1600/57302/tasty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/320/735460/tasty.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screams cliche&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/1600/575158/bow%20tie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/320/896393/bow%20tie.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;GOLD &lt;/span&gt;bow tie. GOLD okay. it reminds me of ferrero rochers, don't ask why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/1600/28235/bartender.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/320/194288/bartender.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/1600/28235/bartender.jpg"&gt;'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is so.... -.- no comments. haha&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; i don't know this person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/1600/372466/honeybunch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/320/54723/honeybunch.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finallyyyyy. that's all for today :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;PJ PARTY/POOL WARMING/HIPHOPFORMAL/SLEEPOVER/AFTER PARTY/everything else i mentioned before : &lt;/span&gt;HERE WE COMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE (no confirmation of air tickets for me yet oooooh~)&lt;br /&gt;i still want to go but. NO TICKETS. so the poor little me will have to be FFFRRRREEEEEEE MOTHER, FFFFRRRRREEEEEEEEEEE! haha stillllll, nothing is confirmed so ahaha idk why i'm typing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG OMG MY FRIEND JUST SIGNED IN. AND HIS MSN NICK WAS. "&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BACK WITH A BANGLADESH&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;SO F FUNNY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you missed my previous post, tell me haha. i will put it up again. cos i still sorta like my BABY post hehe :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quote Edwin: muchloves&lt;br /&gt;-end quote-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-116598848732694216?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116598848732694216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116598848732694216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116598848732694216' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-116573785089583554</id><published>2006-12-10T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T16:08:03.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thankyou tingzhi for that very ahem, entertaining post. i doubt anyone understands it ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah hello): i'm emo in training now. i'm so emo i have blue nails. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BLUE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;okay. blue is emo. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;black is so last week&lt;/span&gt;! ): my blue nails are sexy. in an emo kind of way. oh Han would be so proud of me(i'm very tempted to put :D but i must remain emo.) ):&lt;br /&gt;in order to be emo, one has to be blue(adapted from a certain very emo person)&lt;br /&gt;thus, i present to you.. my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VERY EMO&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; BLUE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;nails!! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/1600/477741/blue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 202px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/320/575749/blue.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sexy right! and you've only seen one hand, imagine if you see both *&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;cue: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WHO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i realize its not that easy to be emo haha. oh wait, did i just laugh? k whatev. it's not easy reminds me of Superman. you know.. okay no you don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i got my new baby today! okay it's my phone and i named it baby! so yup i shall show you Baby! it's &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;pink and shu nu&lt;/span&gt; and shiny and mirrorish and i love him(i decided my phone's a boy too.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/1600/982206/phone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 81px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/320/910165/phone.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice right nice right! it's sooooo shinyyyyyyy. see it reflects light all over! and i really really didn't expect myself to get pink. see i'm supposed to be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;emo in training.&lt;/span&gt; then i should get black. but then black as i said, is so last week! and the blue one is so pretty i wanted it then i realised if black can be out, blue will probably be out once my nail color starts peeling): so pink it is! and i realise pink can be nice too! yay me yay pink! P.s, did anyone understand what i was talking about in the last paragraph?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/1600/358966/phonee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 80px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/320/29261/phonee.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see the interior also pretty lah, wait, i mean handsome. Baby can't help it if he's a pretty boy): oh and you know my theme and wallpaper? the theme is : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Little Angel&lt;/span&gt;. IT'S&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; PI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;NK!&lt;/span&gt; okay and the wallpaper is A LITTLE ANGEL FLOATING UP AND DOWN DAMN CUTE RIGHT! hahahaha i am very amused. the angel floats up and down and there's&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; glitter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;y stars&lt;/span&gt; floating with her so amusing i keep opening and closing my phone just to see that haha. wait. MUST. BE. EMO. ): ):&lt;br /&gt;eh walau why the pink in blogger so fugly...):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going for school's band concert laterrrrrr. some people ah HIAX troublesome! ):&lt;br /&gt;will be getting flowers and whatnot(: will be meeting gaa people too so happy! sorry Han, this one i really can't be emo):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, click pictures to expand&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; baybehs~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay this post good right? cos its meant to make up for the lack of updates/boring short updates/crazy updates(tingzhi) that have been posted recently. ooooooookay, i'm done here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;xxxxxxxxxxo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(edit: 11/12)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;well band concert was pretty good. jacie danced! haha. and i got candy! more then others!(: and when they come down to give lollipop to ONE person, I GOT IT! AHAHA see i have a friendly face :D&lt;br /&gt;oh and ljs was being weird and out of sorts. he a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ctually bough x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;s pr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ezzies for us! O.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/1600/507893/prez.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/320/551440/prez.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see! i will wait  until christmas to eat!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it comes with a really mini &lt;s&gt;cheapskate&lt;/s&gt; card too, look!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/1600/196082/card.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 252px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/320/715640/card.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and look what he wrote inside..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/1600/367814/inside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/320/27984/inside.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn cute right! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so like, that reminds me. i really have to get started on xmas stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg work now bye.&lt;br /&gt;(/edit)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-116573785089583554?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116573785089583554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116573785089583554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116573785089583554' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-116554895098944121</id><published>2006-12-08T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T11:35:51.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*giGgLleZzZzZ*&lt;br /&gt;I have come to invade michelle's blog, &lt;img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/n/ninjabattle.gif" /&gt; TADAH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I'm so bored hawhaw early in the morning I &lt;img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/brushteeth.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Followed by &lt;img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/hungry.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha okay, lets all play a game of GUESS WHO IS THIS?? &lt;img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/j/juggle.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If by now you still can't guess...(teehee it's blooming obvious okay maybe if youve been reading michelles blog since like lassssst year) &lt;img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/stupid.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall end with the cutest one ever:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sumo.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-116554895098944121?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/feeds/116554895098944121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12038002&amp;postID=116554895098944121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116554895098944121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116554895098944121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116554895098944121' title=''/><author><name>TINGZHI</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DkI_yp21uI8/Td7XZ2fZQ9I/AAAAAAAABfA/c_3MLuXFOrM/s220/n521176407_2154297_4238923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-116546279606382292</id><published>2006-12-07T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T11:40:33.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/1600/730490/the_fairy_godmother_by_LifeSaverSheep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 241px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/320/568490/the_fairy_godmother_by_LifeSaverSheep.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello hello, bet you liked the previous emoticon-filled post, yes?&lt;br /&gt;okay have been really busy the past few days. and will be too for the coming many days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/profile?user=esmeedenters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go watch her videos, she's really got an awesome voice. no joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aw man Elena is not feeling well so can't see her later and no sleepover. boo):  get well soon girl! try to get well by evening in time for your uhm anniversary? haha takecare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be going overseas next week. Mother put me on the waiting list 'cos i'm really fickle minded hehe but for now i want to go. go figure tomorrow(: It's raining now so i can practice being&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; blue&lt;/span&gt;(don't you know the new emo is blue?) kkk that sounded so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is random but i just felt like saying, DO YOU KNOW HOW RARE IT IS THAT I HAVEN'T GOT STARTED ON MY CHISTMAS WISH LIST BY NOW? just goes to show that i'm busy hur hur. And i really should go start on cards and gifts like asap. especially if i'll be going overseas. OH if i'm going overseas, sorry no more &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;pjpartypoolwarmingplaywithrubberduckstxshiphopformal&lt;/span&gt; anymore oooooh that was long what a cool name right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like eating fish&amp;co now. anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES I ALMOST FORGOT! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TINGZHI GOT INTO TOP32 FOR THE DANCEFLOOR!! &lt;/span&gt;AND SHE WILL BE GETTING/STEALING(hehe) TICKETS FOR ME! :D :D HEY GIRL HERE'S FREE PUBLICITY! TOLD YOU I'M YOUR FAN!(not feng shan-.-) SO WHEN THE SHOW AIRS EVERYONE MUST &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VOTE&lt;/span&gt; FOR HER GROUP OKAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/1600/563376/fourange.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/320/127211/fourange.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where's nat? ): ): and god this was so long ago! we must go take an updated followup(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time for fooood baybehs. so laytah~&lt;br /&gt;THAT WAS SOOOOO MASSIE BLOCK with a hint of the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;b*b*s&lt;/span&gt;. HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-116546279606382292?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116546279606382292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116546279606382292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116546279606382292' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-116488228618174677</id><published>2006-11-30T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T23:08:22.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/1600/553083/bathtub_envious.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 167px" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/320/109065/bathtub_envious.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Whoever who grants wishes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/unattainable/christmas__Icon_Contest_Entry_by_Li.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;Chris&lt;/span&gt;tmas&lt;/span&gt; I want..&lt;br /&gt;A log cake all for myself!&lt;br /&gt;To burp(shhhh its supposed to be a secret haha.)&lt;br /&gt;Rid the world of no lifers HA.&lt;br /&gt;Get a blob(: (:&lt;br /&gt;Murder ______ ____.&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/unattainable/Feeling_Devilish_by_nightwingdragon.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat at veeeelaaaajay.&lt;br /&gt;Go Fort Canning with V and E[:&lt;br /&gt;Balloons. &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/unattainable/Cutey_with_balloons___by_KTja.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourange thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Night Safari&lt;/span&gt; hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;GAA forever -i know very corny lah haha.&lt;br /&gt;I want candy I want candy.&lt;br /&gt;I also want chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;And ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;And popcorn!&lt;br /&gt;My own genie,&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/unattainable/wingardium_leviosa__by_GibbyGibson.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; or maybe a boyfriend will do hur hur N ah N.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Chris and Larry's !&lt;/span&gt; and of course B&amp;J's&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Phish Food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! heaven.&lt;br /&gt;Prove that i come from Pluto.&lt;br /&gt;Black Roses(no i dont want blue already.)&lt;br /&gt;OUR &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;HAPPY MEAL XMAS PARTY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/unattainable/Yay_Christmas_by_Deadman2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;whoawhoa.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be pretty :D&lt;br /&gt;or you can make the whole world ugly instead.&lt;br /&gt;I think i should quit deriving fun out of imagination haha.&lt;br /&gt;by the way the above wishlist is. you could say, CRAP.&lt;br /&gt;but not ALL are crap. ah whatever lah. &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/unattainable/Shot_with_Arrow_emote.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna be busy from...&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW aw aw~&lt;br /&gt;butttttt its the kerchinggggg whoooooo(: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;$10++/hr&lt;/span&gt; job hahahaha ownage man!&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/unattainable/throw__by_chiyuk.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YO HOMIE,&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I'm sorry that jealousy is driving you insane. I promise I will tell you next time)':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/unattainable/Chao_Emoticons_by_champthechao.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAW III IS R21! HOW CAN HOW CAN!!&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;HAPPY FEET&lt;/span&gt; IS NUMBER ONE IN SINGAPORE&lt;/span&gt; AHAH COOLNESS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/unattainable/See_Saw_by_commonshade22.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;my leg hurts): ..BIG GIRLS DON'T CRY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;my sister is damn irritated by me now muahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i think my brother is too.&lt;br /&gt;AH SAD LIFE HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/unattainable/bubbles___by_aprilmbaird.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh i update on a daily basis now don't you hate me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/unattainable/05_by_Qoppa.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should start putting archives.&lt;br /&gt;or get a new layout which looks good with more then one entry. hmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/unattainable/Hand_Sign_Emoticons.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-116488228618174677?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116488228618174677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116488228618174677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116488228618174677' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-116472682399512217</id><published>2006-11-29T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T19:17:06.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>E:"is michelle fine?"&lt;br /&gt;D:"yes."&lt;br /&gt;E:"tell her that, although she may appear alright and fine on the outside, i know that deep inside she is not fine and is missing me alot."&lt;br /&gt;HA please lah Edwin, if you're reading this. PLEASE, put your head into the washing mashine together with your week's worth of laundry haha. and come back in time for &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Chris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;tmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! we're gonna celebrate xmas with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Happy Meals&lt;/span&gt; right! AND that doesn't mean i miss you okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ooh you know, E*'s boyfriend says i'm cuteO.o CUTE okay! HA see some people say i not cute then now got people prove you wrong say i cute ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- - -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/1600/450810/Spirit_of_the_child_by_Ciril.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 188px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/320/526887/Spirit_of_the_child_by_Ciril.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Netball Camp+Bonding was fun! and very very slack. haha no need to elaborate i guess. just want to let the world know it was fun so yeah be jealous. be very jealous(: oh and i sprained my right ankle again yay?&lt;br /&gt;ah and i think i became &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;darker&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;AND i just realized that the marathon cip thing is THIS SATURDAY okay! screw. totally slipped my mind and quite a few others' too zz but yeah at least to realize now then later :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you think this post has a lot of smileys? nice? k whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;TAN JIAMIN&lt;/span&gt; i lazy get my phone to msg you so i type here lah. i was just thinking. how can join ABC ah. then my N how?! ): haha heaven won't be happy): ): so you must think of a way. cannot upset N okay. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMACK THAT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-116472682399512217?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116472682399512217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116472682399512217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116472682399512217' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-116470689848387918</id><published>2006-11-28T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T17:43:26.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>picture post</title><content type='html'>HI again.&lt;br /&gt;(alot of pictures that you don't have to see.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/1600/DSCI0052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 201px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/320/DSCI0052.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/1600/DSCI0043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 199px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/320/DSCI0043.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister has nice hair i swear. i'm jealous and i miss my long hair!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no throbbing headache now thank god(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've only got pictures taken at home so yeah, enjoy? it's rare to see shots of myself in the blog i guess haha. i'm in a good mood now yay yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/1600/editDSCI0057.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 206px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/320/editDSCI0057.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okaaay, so this picture doesn't exactly show good mood huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/1600/DSCI0058.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 203px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/320/DSCI0058.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then my sis smiled/laughed like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/1600/DSCI0060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 203px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/320/DSCI0060.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i tried to do it too. but she claims i failed. terribly&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/1600/sisandi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 302px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/320/sisandi.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then its the usual cliched mirror shots..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/1600/DSCI0053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 306px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/320/DSCI0053.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/1600/DSCI0064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 215px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/320/DSCI0064.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't you love her expression in here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/1600/DSCI0063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 216px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/320/DSCI0063.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think stand on the chair to appear tall-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i particularly like the next 4 pictures, no particular reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/1600/DSCI0065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 223px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/320/DSCI0065.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/1600/DSCI0066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 223px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/320/DSCI0066.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/1600/DSCI0069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 222px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/320/DSCI0069.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/1600/DSCI0070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 224px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/320/DSCI0070.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all from the hands of a soon to be 9 year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were like dancing to some weird song on 987.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/1600/DSCI0072.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 303px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/320/DSCI0072.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/1600/editDSCI0073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 288px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/320/editDSCI0073.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and these two are the more uhm, presentable freeze frames. video is too too embarrassing haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k so then i got home at. around eightish? AND I BLOGGED: (previous post at 9:52AM transferred here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i float like a butterfly and sting like a bee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg saw this on a friend(who will never ever ever visit this place i hope) 's msn nickname and it's damn funny don't you think! haha amusement(: anyway announcement:&lt;br /&gt;IM UP EARLY! IT'S 9:47AM&lt;br /&gt;OKAY I MEANT, I'M SLEEPING DAMN LATE :D&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna go to sleep soon and dream of N and ABC CLUB! but mostly of N(shhh) yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*someone called me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BWB GIRL&lt;/span&gt;. you know why. some people say i keep blogging with brackets-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jiemei:&lt;/span&gt; HI YOU HURT YOUR FINGER AND IT'S SMALL AND CUTE HA HA HA HA. who says nobody is happy. for all you know some people happy but don't dare to say cos they not as open as O.O -- do you know who that is? EH YOU WON CONGRATS! how can you suck and win?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jiamin:&lt;/span&gt; hahaha ABC ABC :D huh used ah): okay we'll think of another way haha. and must write down the rules also this is amusing you like it right! haha. you should be at camp now having friendly so i see you tmrw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;desuri:&lt;/span&gt; not exactly, i edited and split some stuff up. WHAT ABOUT N! WHAT WHAAAAT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO back to you people, i don't feel like sleeping already haha HIGH mode is on. i'm trying to figure out how to sing "&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Dora the Explorer&lt;/span&gt;" theme song but i just can't rmbr, anyone can help? i'm broke. this time seriously broke): OH GOD I'VE EYEBAGS BUT LIKE YOU CARE RIGHT zzZZzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures will come later, probably. if i get them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/1600/DSCI0079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 229px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/320/DSCI0079.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/1600/DSCI0077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 227px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/320/DSCI0077.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/1600/DSCI0081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 226px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/320/DSCI0081.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/1600/DSCI0080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 226px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/320/DSCI0080.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until whoa the sun so brightO.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then talked to my dearest bryan jiiemuiix1314&lt;br /&gt;and yah like that lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay sorry if i caused you to have sore eyes. but i did warn an overload of pictures in the beginning :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/1600/DSCI0071.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 302px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/320/DSCI0071.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so thats it bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH btw, the school is fucked. my appeal didn't succeed):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/1600/wipedout%20copy.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 293px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/320/wipedout%20copy.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this should be my longest post by far. rejoice?&lt;br /&gt;pictures of the night should be coming. may/may not post them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;I LOVE N!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-116470689848387918?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116470689848387918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116470689848387918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116470689848387918' title='picture post'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-116467963824628099</id><published>2006-11-28T09:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T14:45:20.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i float like a butterfly and sting like a bee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg saw this on a friend(who will never ever ever visit this place i hope) 's msn nickname and it's damn funny don't you think! haha amusement(: anyway announcement:&lt;br /&gt;IM UP EARLY! IT'S 9:47AM&lt;br /&gt;OKAY I MEANT, I'M SLEEPING DAMN LATE :D&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna go to sleep soon and dream of N and ABC CLUB! but mostly of N(shhh) yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*someone called me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BWB GIRL&lt;/span&gt;. you know why. some people say i keep blogging with brackets-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jiemei:&lt;/span&gt; HI YOU HURT YOUR FINGER AND IT'S SMALL AND CUTE HA HA HA HA. who says nobody is happy. for all you know some people happy but don't dare to say cos they not as open as O.O -- do you know who that is? EH YOU WON CONGRATS! how can you suck and win?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jiamin:&lt;/span&gt; hahaha ABC ABC :D huh used ah): okay we'll think of another way haha. and must write down the rules also this is amusing you like it right! haha. you should be at camp now having friendly so i see you tmrw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;desuri:&lt;/span&gt; not exactly, i edited and split some stuff up. WHAT ABOUT N! WHAT WHAAAAT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO back to you people, i don't feel like sleeping already haha HIGH mode is on. i'm trying to figure out how to sing "&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Dora the Explorer&lt;/span&gt;" theme song but i just can't rmbr, anyone can help? i'm broke. this time seriously broke): OH GOD I'VE EYEBAGS BUT LIKE YOU CARE RIGHT zzZZzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures will come later, probably. if i get them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-116467963824628099?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116467963824628099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116467963824628099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116467963824628099' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-116455502662817541</id><published>2006-11-26T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T23:30:26.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>put some love on the line</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the last time i saw you, you turned away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you know who is at my house now? HAHAHA HA HA HA HA HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i love N&lt;/span&gt; forever and ever and ever and ever we're getting married and we'll have a big house with a swimming pool(poolwarming!) many nice cars, many pets(except dogs) and no children yay! haha okay cant stop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;"Dating your bestfriend's ex is not only disloyal, its unoriginal!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay that was so bitchy. and random. but i like(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need money. and noone wants to watch Happy Feet with me): SOMEBODY say its &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;gay&lt;/span&gt; -.0(that face is cute right) yeah and Material Girls! seriously need money. alot of it. i'm supposed to like do some form of work tomorrow so i'm sort of supposed to sleep now? yeah but whatever. HIAX. i'm bored. people say i haven't been going online these days and they think i died or something(touchwood). well haven't been going online cos N* lah walau haha. nvm &lt;3 color="#999999"&gt;maybe he in front of you don't play go home or go out with his friends play you will know uh"&lt;/span&gt; end quote. haha quite true. not that i've any experience. but aiyah most guys like to play lan i might as well accept the fact haha and thats not exactly a sad fact. &lt;strong&gt;N* doesn't play lan! &lt;/strong&gt;oh yeah, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;eddie&lt;/span&gt; doesn't play lan either! :D &lt;em&gt;walau i know your mother damn hard to please enough about it already. your mother damn sick of talking to you. -inside joke.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/1600/873719/boysarestupid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 129px" height="174" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/320/412378/boysarestupid.jpg" width="271" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiemei is back in SG! i guess ______ will be happy? haha.&lt;br /&gt;my tudi has 3 more weeks before returning i think oh how sad boohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhhhhhhhh i like guitars. they are cool okay. and some people's mother have good taste yeaaaaaaaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like eating &lt;strong&gt;chris and larry's clodhoppers! &lt;/strong&gt;yay for cookies and cream!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/1600/768041/clodhoppers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="162" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4047/353/200/2355/clodhoppers.jpg" width="169" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously damn nice! addictive okay?&lt;br /&gt;and b&amp;j's phishfood!&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE TO STOP EATING. FATTTTTTTT):&lt;br /&gt;N* N* N* N* &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;why are you so cute&lt;/span&gt; hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have great imagination(: try me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;P.s&lt;/span&gt; sorry for the last emo post.&lt;br /&gt;Colleen: thanks, i'm fine already[:&lt;br /&gt;Desuri: i'm a deep person what.&lt;br /&gt;Tingzhi: yeah): we gotta find a way/day all of us are available!&lt;br /&gt;Vicki: WOMAN. yes go look at your tagboard&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i couldn't feel you, you're always so far away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-116455502662817541?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116455502662817541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116455502662817541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116455502662817541' title='put some love on the line'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-116420557993780556</id><published>2006-11-22T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T22:31:30.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i was taught to shun the world when something goes wrong.&lt;br /&gt;because i grew up blocking out troubles and problems.&lt;br /&gt;because i never know the right things to say.&lt;br /&gt;because i always have to seem happy.&lt;br /&gt;because i cannot face up to reality.&lt;br /&gt;because i don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;because of who you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;because i love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so? it doesn't matter/make a difference does it?&lt;br /&gt;you will never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you will never understand&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i hope you read this and damn it &lt;em&gt;at least&lt;/em&gt; &lt;u&gt;try&lt;/u&gt; to understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/1600/Adorote_by_complejo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px" height="162" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/320/Adorote_by_complejo.jpg" width="268" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cause when i'm in over my head&lt;br /&gt;i hear the words you said&lt;br /&gt;that someone out there's listening to the same song&lt;br /&gt;feeling the same way that i do&lt;br /&gt;make me a believer,&lt;br /&gt;pick up the receiver&lt;br /&gt;tell me you feel just like i do, i do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, will update about class chalet some other time maybe. or not.&lt;br /&gt;and someone tell me where i can buy pretty wallpapers? anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-116420557993780556?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116420557993780556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116420557993780556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116420557993780556' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-116393166575539000</id><published>2006-11-19T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T18:30:30.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a foot a&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;way from you is like a bit closer to heaven, then again its like being needled 24/7&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/1600/hurhur.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 146px; height: 146px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/320/hurhur.2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;when you were here before, couldn't look you in the eye&lt;br /&gt;you're just like an angel, your skin makes me c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ry&lt;br /&gt;you float like a feather, in a beautiful world&lt;br /&gt;i wish i was special, you're so &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;fucking &lt;/span&gt;special&lt;br /&gt;but i'm a creep, i'm a weirdo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;what the hell am i doing here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i don't belong here&lt;br /&gt;i don't care if it hurts, i want to have control&lt;br /&gt;i want a perfect body, i want a perfect soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i want you to notice, when i'm not around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you're so fucking special, i wish i was special&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(I'm s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;orry!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/1600/ditto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 147px; height: 147px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/320/ditto.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that we all know. But it's just a reminder. (referring to the picture abv DUH.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;You're holding me back without even trying to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s I want the new David and Goliath&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; X'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;as &lt;/span&gt;PJ's!&lt;/span&gt; damn shit cute! Oh and I can smell Christmas already, can you? bet you can't HA. HA. HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/1600/hurhurhur.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 155px; height: 155px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/320/hurhurhur.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A random thought but thought you might wanna know, i'm going to have swimming pool water from 3 countries to create &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;my own swimming pool&lt;/span&gt; by Christmas. cool? there will be pool warming party and you're invited(: kay i &lt;s&gt;miss&lt;/s&gt; the 2 overseas people how unexpected. M2M is freaking playing on my itunes now i forgot to shuffle and they are getting irritating. T* liked them though :x &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;memories will only remain as memories..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/1600/toocooltodrool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 164px; height: 164px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/320/toocooltodrool.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; fusion&lt;/span&gt; of tudi and jiemei haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/1600/cute.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 151px; height: 151px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/320/cute.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cute de!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well you're the closest thing I have&lt;br /&gt;To bring up in a conversation&lt;br /&gt;About a love that didn't last&lt;br /&gt;But I could never call you mine&lt;br /&gt;Cause I could never call myself yours&lt;br /&gt;And if we were really meant to be&lt;br /&gt;Well then we justify destiny&lt;br /&gt;It's not that our love died&lt;br /&gt;Just never really bloomed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have so much on my mind now but I don't do emo. *twist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/1600/cruelicon.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/320/cruelicon.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like her expression no?&lt;br /&gt;And I'm like super broke now? Oh and last night i got alot of new clothes HAHA yay thanks to brother and if you're reading this you suck man 'cos you shouldn't be surfing my internet history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i shall end this pointless post here and now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/1600/huanghou.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 164px; height: 164px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/320/huanghou.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class chalet tomorrow :D should be MIA for around 2 days?&lt;br /&gt;in the meantime, don't die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/1600/boygirl.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/320/boygirl.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d&amp;g, (no not dolce and gabbana you doooood,) really should pay me for helping them advertise.&lt;br /&gt;seriously their chistmas pjs damn damn cute! right so bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i've hugged you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;23&lt;/span&gt; times! -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-116393166575539000?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116393166575539000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116393166575539000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116393166575539000' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-116376470323780893</id><published>2006-11-17T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T19:58:23.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello i FINALLY &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PASSED MATH&lt;/span&gt;!! i mean well technically i didn't, but Miss T-- was being nice so yay hello miss t-- i love you!&lt;br /&gt;okay wait back to sad things like my M* k whatever i don't want to talk about her. ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;BYE CHENGZHI&lt;/span&gt;(if you read this @ the place you wait in the airport, tag!) have a safe and enjoyable trip. come back in one piece yup :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;BYE EDWIN&lt;/span&gt;(same goes fo you here) train hard! see you for xmas PARTaYe? okay why the hell shoot uh nvm you guys wont understand haha. takecare alright!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will miss the both of you. not alot. but still will miss(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;hi cute de if you are reading this.. okay nevermind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM &lt;u&gt;BROKE&lt;/u&gt;. AND THERE'S CLASS CHALET HOW HOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye going out for PIZZA! -&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cue whoa whoa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously people xiong di's and jiemei's going overseas, takecare miss me ilu(ooooh get over it-.-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-116376470323780893?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116376470323780893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116376470323780893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116376470323780893' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-116365922082420929</id><published>2006-11-16T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:41:54.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;boring day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am not supposed to go out 'cos i'm supposed to &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;study for math test&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow which i HAVE to pass.&lt;br /&gt;which reminds me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that fugger(~) is damn bloody (words cannot describe! @#$^%) someone talk to my M* until like damn dedicated and uh caring(wtf?! i know) etc pretend you know me so well when you don't even teach me for crying out loud!! act like so great and in charge of the whole programme. okay maybe ~ is in charge in the sense that ~ SUGGESTED the damn idea of the S--- S---- thing NO FAN OKAY I TELL YOU. cb and like that's not enough. ~ doesnt KNOW anything about it cos its like, Miss T-- doing all the work(thankyou ms t--) so ~ as usual, acts all responsible and important, gives the wrong info to my M* and make me GRRR SO DAMN FUCKING MAD AT HIM.&lt;br /&gt;so here &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (M* says i must respect-.-) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MOONSURFACE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; WITH ALL DUE RESPECT, &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;TAKE THAT &gt;&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/1600/moonsurface.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/1600/moon_surface.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px" height="139" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/320/moon_surface.jpg" width="281" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;bite dust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; --mind the pun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who can teach me algebra now now now now now i cannot/don't want to fail tomorrow's test. YES I NEED TO WAKE UP EARLY AGAIN WTF. moonsurface is jealous i've a life and ~ doesn't. trying to ruin my holidays and ruin my life. HA hope s----- dumps you and you fall into depression or go crazy and try to cut off your own d***. if you have one that is, LOSER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE OF YOU. I HAVE NO PHONE NO ALLOWENCE AND I LOST MY M*'s TRUST SO YOU HAPPY NOW?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;may god bless this son of a bitch to remain a loser for the rest of his sad life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-116365922082420929?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116365922082420929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116365922082420929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116365922082420929' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-116350997737845627</id><published>2006-11-14T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T21:13:59.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Step Up</title><content type='html'>caught Step Up today like finally. Flushed Away next i hope, whose up?&lt;br /&gt;i know i've already mentioned how hot Channing Tatum is  after watching She's the Man so yeah guess i'll not say much about it here but he has hot - - - s!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 229px; height: 340px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/unattainable/stepup1.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hot okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 271px; height: 194px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/unattainable/stepup2.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like the pictures shot in this location :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/unattainable/stepup3.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 275px; height: 182px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/unattainable/stepup4.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice right nice right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/unattainable/stepup5.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/unattainable/stepup6.gif" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 179px; height: 269px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/unattainable/stepup7.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 181px; height: 242px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/unattainable/stepup8.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 228px; height: 305px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/unattainable/stepup6.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;favourite picture, i don't know why either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, just go catch the movie! it's really (fill in positive words here, sorry brain just went blank.)&lt;br /&gt;**maybe xxxxx xx's will be inspired?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-116350997737845627?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116350997737845627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116350997737845627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116350997737845627' title='Step Up'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-116315894096003236</id><published>2006-11-10T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T21:20:29.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world is an unfair place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/1600/desaturatescreen.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 195px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/320/desaturatescreen.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck for my appeal!  double science  i must.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;GAA&lt;/span&gt; haven't seen/contacted you guys in ages. probably cos of my phone? well, i miss all of you. and congrats, most of you got into the combinations you want. see you all soon(?) class chalet or smth, yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/1600/Love_by_INUYASHAANGEL39edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 89px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/320/Love_by_INUYASHAANGEL39edit.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random but. walau i want to watch flushed away. and step up. and probably every other movie showing now. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how now? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TUI HOU&lt;/span&gt; IS FUCKING NICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when i'm upset and the disappointment finally sinks in..&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eat&lt;/span&gt; -- alot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@#*)$%^&amp;amp;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-116315894096003236?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116315894096003236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116315894096003236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116315894096003236' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-116289954908218981</id><published>2006-11-07T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T20:40:08.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;WELCOME TO THE MACDONALD HOUSE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi in case you've forgotten all about me just to let you know that i'm alive and kicking :D&lt;br /&gt;and i'm proud to say i've finally replied to some tags after being m.i.a for quite awhile in the tagboard scene haha.&lt;br /&gt;and exciting things have happened recently(:&lt;br /&gt;not so exciting things like yuck &lt;s&gt;math&lt;/s&gt; yucky too):&lt;br /&gt;so my&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt; lovey dovey charm bracelet jiemei&lt;/span&gt; want to be my husband but cannot make it cos &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;eddie&lt;/span&gt; and ahem ahem ahem is better okay just kidding it's eddie only but back to the point- - she cooked for me at my place okay! loooookie O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 264px; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/unattainable/yummynoodles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it was so good that &lt;u&gt;dogs&lt;/u&gt; were following me and freaked me out while i was eating and sending her out haha not funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 264px; HEIGHT: 198px" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/unattainable/monochrome.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emo is not dead. okay wait, i'm not emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 268px; HEIGHT: 199px" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/unattainable/eddie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reading bitchy mags and oh i spy i spy with my not so little eyes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 276px; HEIGHT: 354px" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/unattainable/jiemei.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;be touched[:&lt;/span&gt; i know you're reading this hehehe. your picture's the biggest in my whole post can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;i want to watch mooooovies!!&lt;/span&gt; so many! MUST WATCH: Step Up! everyone wants to watch it hahaha damn cool. give it up to me~ (it's the song, don't be like some people and anyhow think dirty.)&lt;br /&gt;DID I MENTION IM GONNA BE DAMN FxCKING RICH REAL SOON? yay yay now im mentioning :D but for now i'm kinda low on cash):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup kkk alright i've nothing left to say here. except that, ah okay forget it nevermind bye bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(edit)&lt;br /&gt;SORRY LAH &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;BRYAN NG CUTE DE&lt;/span&gt;. HAHA SORRY BUT ITS REALLY FUNNY. BUT SINCE YOU SAY ITS NOT FUNNY THEN ITS NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Long Productions&lt;/span&gt; latest uh video is fucking funny go watch! HAHAHA. BUT I MUST SAY &lt;strong&gt;THE DOG IS MINE&lt;/strong&gt; THEY &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;COPY RIP OFF&lt;/span&gt; AND SHOULD GO GET THEIR OWN TAILOR. lol &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;joking&lt;/span&gt;. "Barney will you marry me? I really love you. I love you, you love me..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SANTA MONICA IS DAMN NICE!&lt;br /&gt;(/edit)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-116289954908218981?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116289954908218981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116289954908218981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116289954908218981' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-116247871832547706</id><published>2006-11-02T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T23:16:21.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I FEEL LIKE THE WORLD'S BIGGEST LOSER NOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck you ______ ____. fuck you upside down and stuff bananas down your throat. bloody mofo. two faced cunning asswiping poser. i feel like putting goldfish inside a water balloon then put it in your mouth and slap you 98234320505745729 million times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay sorry to the birthday boys and everyone else there like jiemei's ahem ahem. and oh cute de also. have a safe and happy trip to genting i will miss you! sorry for calling my dad and not staying last night but it's tengchiat's fault hahaha. and hope you guys had fun! AND &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY - - - - THNG YAO WEN&lt;/span&gt; now its not in advance already hope you like your cows wait i shouldnt bother wishing you cos apparently alot of people YOU KNOW WHO sms you right hahaha and then compliment you and make you more ego ew. and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY IN ADVANCE CHENGZHI &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;JIEMEI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! like your banana? hehehe. i know all of you didnt miss me): kkk like -.- and i know you all had a great &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;male bonding ritual thing&lt;/span&gt; going on with all the uhm think 4.8 4.8 did i mention we chain drank? shh thats a secret just in case too hahahahahaha and all the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;shows without storylines&lt;/span&gt; ew i'm so disappointed in 3 of you the rest ah well, expected. i bet i make no sense doesnt matter. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;**ANYONE WANTS PICTURES OF THE ABOVE MENTIONED BIRTHDAY BOYS TO BE POSTED UP PLEASE LET ME KNOW. I'M  SCARED OF YOU KNOW  YOU KNOW MUAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM UPSET THAT I HAVE TO WAKE UP AT 6.30 TOMORROW MORNING COS OF SOME FUCKER SCREW HIM HOPE HE CAN NEVER GET RID OF THE DUST ON HIS MOON SURFACE GROSS DESPERATE BITCHY GAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait seriously now i'm really really very sorry cos my mum took my phone away thanks to that fucking gay lah. and i'll try to get it back sorry sorrrrrry for being irritatingly uncontactable and sorry my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;dearest charm bracelet jiemei&lt;/span&gt;. did i mention shopping @ vivo with ghost's bestfriend is just the sexxxxx it's fun and we buy half sweet half salty popcorns when we're not watching movie - it's his idea. and we suspect we suspect oh nevermind you won't understand it's a cute thing.. HA HA HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/1600/DSCI0085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 170px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/320/DSCI0085.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel the connexion? (electricity sound)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW AH AT TOYS R US AS WE SAW..SOMETHING YOU WOULD WANT TO KNOW BUT I'M NOT TELLING, HAHAHA. V shape think Veeeeeee shape!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;venting does me good. play a game with me anyone? it's damn fun you won't regret. ever thought of flying to the moon to collect dust?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a graver note, please don't promise and don't swear if you know you are lying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-116247871832547706?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116247871832547706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116247871832547706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116247871832547706' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-116235456560312530</id><published>2006-11-01T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T13:09:49.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi i'm going off soon to the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;birthdayx3 sentosa bbq banging hotel&lt;/span&gt; and i don't know what else but it's supposed to be the coolest shizz for the year and i'm supposed to miss is *cough cough. but for eddie.. SIGH~ okay shut up already.&lt;br /&gt;my sister went trick or treating yesterday and showed off all her candy to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY FEW HOURS IN ADVANCE YAOWEN! &lt;/span&gt;(when did i ever say evolsinewoay? if i did say so then i'm lying to myself. oh btw, he doesnt even KNOW what evolsinewoay is.) which reminds me. who are you karen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY YUKAI!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY IN ADVANCE CHENGZHI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(have decided to take down their pictures JUST IN CASE.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;kkk i needa go bathe pack and etc off to vivo first. hahaha cos some losers haven't been there before and is dying to go okay i'm joking okay, cute de. someone is already there and ps me wth -.-&lt;br /&gt;its good that i still have eddie :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-116235456560312530?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116235456560312530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116235456560312530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116235456560312530' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-116220859739438996</id><published>2006-10-30T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T19:43:17.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>REALLY LONG SENSELESS POINTLESS POST.</title><content type='html'>We knew that time would kill us,&lt;br /&gt;but you're still so close to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooooooohkay. i'm talking rubbish above.  (above has been deleted)&lt;br /&gt;don't blame me -- I'm Sick, all thanks to my sister.&lt;br /&gt;like, i shouldn't even be on the com now. radiation or something will make headaches worse? yeah uh right. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK MY SPEAKER SUDDENLY SWITCH ON!! I DID NOT TOUCH IT I SWEAR ZOMG OMGOMG.&lt;br /&gt;OH DID I MENTION MY NEIGHBOUR'S HOLDING A HALLOWEEN PARTY TONIGHT AND THEIR GATE IS DECORATED SO NICELY!! yes go fuck yourself michelle you bought and ate all the halloween chocolates on your own. in maybe an hour? haha.&lt;br /&gt;which reminds me&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; HAPPY &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;L&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;W&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;E&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; IN ADVANCE PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/1600/halloween_pumpkin_moon%20copy.0.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 137px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/320/halloween_pumpkin_moon%20copy.0.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm bored i'm bored and i can't back to sleep this sucks okay and i really don't want to go for the stupid math thing tomorrow like its so urgh. note to self: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;must-buy-mc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; will be having another stupid irritating algebra test on friday AGAIN can. wtf in 2 weeks i think i took 3 fucking algebra tests. like hello do we count our money using x's and y's grrr this is annoying and quote: michelle i really hope you will pass the test this friday. stop being so airy fairy and float around in your own world in which math does not exist. -end quote. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;AIRY FAIRY&lt;/span&gt; WTF RIGHT HAHAHA. okay i doubt you get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/1600/airy-fairy_title.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 128px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/320/airy-fairy_title.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY. i talked to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;eddie&lt;/span&gt; today! my new best friend is eddie hahahah and eddie says HI! to all of you here. HI HI HI HI :D&lt;br /&gt;i am seriously &lt;u&gt;So Bored.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and thats an uderstatement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MUFFIN. no wait i mean &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;evolsiniffum&lt;/span&gt;. i'm sorry i still CANT GET OVER IT HAHAHA. i think my brain got problem O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone is emo now. i don't know why. so i shall learn to be emo too. emo emo emo (no offence to those who are REALLY emo. get my drift?) yes so. uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cross my heart, i hope you die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, that's the best i can do now.&lt;br /&gt;COS EDDIE IS MAKING ME HAPPY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to buy a box. a beautiful big box but someone doesn't allow me. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;s****zz****n*&lt;/span&gt;! you know i know but they dont know(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ATE XIAO LONG BAO TODAY. and someone didn't burn tongue i'm upset.&lt;br /&gt;oh yes also, uh when naming your kid, name her(if its a girl): michelle - - - - huang hou. very auspicious!&lt;br /&gt;if its a guy.. hmmmm EDDIE! or uh J*** haha i know very obvious but i don't care lah. oh btw, only eddie is auspicious. the other one will bring bad luck and you the J one I KNOW YOU ARE READING THIS. okay then again maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDDIE STOLE &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;DIPSY&lt;/span&gt;'S(sp?) TOP HAT!! (dont even ask where i got the pictures from. found it in My RECEIVED Files.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/1600/teletubbytop.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 164px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/320/teletubbytop.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god this is such a long post and i really amuse myself but i'm doing no justice to this fuck of a headache so sorry guys can't entertain &lt;s&gt;you&lt;/s&gt; myself anymore yes sorry sorry michelle go far far away from the computer it's ruining your brain cells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINAL NOTE: I REALLY REALLY REALLY DONT WANT TO GO FOR MATH TOMORROW! ARGH KILL ME (yay i've succeeded in being genuinely emo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;denial denial in the opposite of truth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;amp;It's sorrow that feeds your lies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-116220859739438996?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116220859739438996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116220859739438996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116220859739438996' title='REALLY LONG SENSELESS POINTLESS POST.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-116195831513998824</id><published>2006-10-27T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T22:19:25.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy 14th Yu Kai!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;cute people will always be cute. just as ------ will always remain as that.&lt;br /&gt;hope i'm wrong this time.&lt;br /&gt;i talk bull. don't even bother figuring cos i'm still trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;kkk so fine. i know what's like wrong with you already. ugh don't know. like why do i even care so like right, i shouldn't even be blogging about this but yet ah nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone just had to lie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes i failed the math test thingy so i gotta go back to school every morning for the first 5 days of the holidays how cool is that hur hur i just love the school. i have no idea why i'm blogging in such uhm, weird paragraphings and spacings. okay like who cares.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my heart is yours to fill or burst&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or break or bury or to wear as jewellery&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;which ever you prefer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i feel out of touch with everything and everyone.&lt;br /&gt;i've this feeling that this holidays will suck, real bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay time to be happy so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man i'm good at this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/1600/DSCI0095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 177px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/320/DSCI0095.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stress: the picture has no relevance to the post or to me for that matter haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/12038002-116195831513998824?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116195831513998824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116195831513998824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116195831513998824' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-116177029627624573</id><published>2006-10-25T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T22:39:42.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/1600/dedications.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/320/dedications.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(clicky to expand.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teacher called my mum blah blah and they talked for over an hour. and my mum called me after that and seems like ah well nevermind let's not go into there. i think teacher exaggerated too much please?  like there isn't enough for me to worry about now -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow will be the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;last day&lt;/span&gt;  2cr will be together in the same classroom. it's  saddening but yet inevitable. wonder how the atmosphere will be like tomorrow. will our final moments together be like i don't know.. uhm, fond? hope so(: too many things playing back like a video. it's like putting love on the record cliche as it sounds. just that much as we want to rewind it and pause at certain favourite parts. they will only be able to remain as fragments of memories. life still has to go on and friendships formed will always remain. like as so many have said, after all we're still be in the same school. we'll still be seeing each other. still, it just feels different. to me that is. its like uh a i don't know how to say kind of thing. kkk so i'm sort of making no sense and contradicting myself at the same time uh huh. and yup btw thanks joan for doing that little ice cream stick thingy for everyone. 'twas really sweet of you :D &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Carpe Diem!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i end,&lt;br /&gt;to -----. every second chance begins with a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;first step&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;will it be me or you who makes it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(edit)&lt;br /&gt;**** seriously there's something very weird about you today. say one of the examples: like uh breaking down? say what for fun like idiot then believe. okay right like. it's none of my business. still. not feeling well? uhhmmmmm. think i shouldn't care lah SIGH~&lt;br /&gt;(/edit)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-116177029627624573?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116177029627624573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116177029627624573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116177029627624573' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-116160203948036141</id><published>2006-10-23T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T22:21:35.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well the E***** Making is coming along quite successfully. except that some people lah. agree to bring money then in the end back out SIGH.. how sad. parting gift also don't want to buy haha. AND OH SOME PICTURES AH. (D.I.B's password --hint) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JUST ONE BOTOX AWAY &lt;/span&gt;OKAY. shoo botox we don't like you can't you give people some time alone!&lt;br /&gt;and yes back to the E****** Making, i'm so happy 'cos many people owe me money and with this added income(i hope) will be rich in time for the holidays ahahahhaha. i know i'm cool. like hey, got &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;potential shareholders&lt;/span&gt; already can :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many many things are going on now. things that friend says i shouldn't worry myself over it and end up losing sleep and getting eyebags :x for them haha okay i added in the last part. but still. it's hard to not think about it when you see it all slowly unfolding before your eyes. you know..&lt;br /&gt;and yes, time in 2cr is really coming to an end): I CAN PROUDLY DECLARE &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I DIDNT PON SCHOOL AT ALL THIS POST EXAMS. COS I KNOW I WILL MISS 2CR TOO TOO MUCH): ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i mention, DIB IS &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ALMOST&lt;/span&gt; AS SEXZED AS DIB'S PASSWORD LIKE OH HOW ORIGINAL, we know. but still, sounds almost vulgur, like a very typical long thing. no not the long just long haha. haha. haha.&lt;br /&gt;banana shopping is pretty cool. almost as cool as&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; purple &lt;/span&gt;fbts and everything else that literally screams : **** or ******** which in my/our case, is practically everything haha. ONE BOTOX AWAY!! YOU CAN'T BEAT THAT!! i know i apologize for repeating myself but i just can't get over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(edit)&lt;br /&gt;go toys r us! you will see this huge soft toy dog thing that has huge and woeful looking eyes. you know those kinda eyes like got the longing look hahaha. looks like ---- you know! only cuter haha. and don't you think a P*** B** with inflatable B******* init is so cool. some people are just so fortunate to have met people like me(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and uhm, pink wallet person, sorry lah is i stupid lor. but it's really awkward and spoil mood to go. not saying your birthday cube not as important or what. aiyah don't know how to explain. it just doesn't feel right to sorta crash?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i meet weird annoying people online eeeyew. TALK ABOUT POEMS. maaaaaan what is this world coming to? O.o&lt;br /&gt;(/edit)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-116160203948036141?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116160203948036141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116160203948036141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116160203948036141' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-116142937921857023</id><published>2006-10-21T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T19:16:19.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I AM SO DISAPPOINTED IN YOU.&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt; too, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but i guess you had your reasons. i hope...? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-116142937921857023?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116142937921857023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116142937921857023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116142937921857023' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-116115596803354257</id><published>2006-10-18T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T15:19:28.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/1600/nottoogdwwords.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/320/nottoogdwwords.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it hurts when they don't even know the truth about how you're feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it hurts &lt;u&gt;worse&lt;/u&gt; when they know and yet don't understand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i blog too much for my own good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-116115596803354257?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116115596803354257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116115596803354257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116115596803354257' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-116109636030336427</id><published>2006-10-17T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:46:00.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SING QING BU HAO.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tengchiat lah. anyhow talk. make it worse. SIGH~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-116109636030336427?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116109636030336427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116109636030336427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116109636030336427' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-116100478988374323</id><published>2006-10-16T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T21:33:04.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;you can't keep faking that you don't feel this anymore. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you got training tmrw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its a sunny yellow banana day says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its a sunny yellow banna day says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;government&lt;/u&gt; said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its a sunny yellow banana day says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;dont do strenuous excersises&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CUTE DE SO CUTE RIGHT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- i'm sorry for having to post something so random cos some people commented alot on my previous post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. We got SCRAPBOOK CLUB okay! making scrapbooks for certain lucky people hehehe(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-116100478988374323?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116100478988374323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116100478988374323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116100478988374323' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-116083672826756562</id><published>2006-10-15T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T00:25:43.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;i've got a really great boyf who is like.. JUST PERFECT!&lt;/s&gt; (edit)&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;NOTE TO SELF: must STOP&lt;/span&gt;!(/edit) &lt;s&gt;and someone aw so sad has to settle for being bridesmaid hahaha.&lt;/s&gt;  so c** and so r***** and s***** of ***s HAHA DAMN CUTE! so innocent lah i like i like. haahahahhahahaa oky i'm seriously &lt;strong&gt;high*&lt;/strong&gt; yes. you know. those kinda high that uhm, glass can shatter? got link? yes right.&lt;br /&gt;OH YAH I GOTTA SAY. teletubbies(sp?) and **** are officially cuter then the cute blinged up one hehhhehehe :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ah &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mother cb&lt;/span&gt;(pardon me.) club what club lah. who got so much time and energy. need money also can. some people just don't get it. there are priorities in life right. and where does club fall into priority? is it that like. important?-.- **** then first priority lah hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;AND ALSO. F*****? i seriously can't stop laughing. its like. &lt;strong&gt;himbotic&lt;/strong&gt;(?) seriously there's something wrong with me today (and especially yesterday) no lifers are like urgh dont talk about it. and now hahaha f*****. pleaseeeeeee i'm gonna die laughing already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**** is &lt;em&gt;almost&lt;/em&gt; love. haha. okay not there yet. but once the cover is open, then i guess obsession is over? yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HI AND OH IN CASE YOU HAVEN'T REALIZED IM IN NEED OF A NEW LAYOUT--URGENTLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;** i was gonna post pictures but someone posted already so don't see the point haha.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(edit)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got nice interesting amusing screenshots =) -this is a seductive smile according to someone-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/1600/joelcow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/320/joelcow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at the dp! cute and cool and everything else right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/1600/joelcow2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/320/joelcow2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i realized that i forgot to censor the email and everyth but nvm i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/1600/joelfunny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/320/joelfunny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/1600/joelfunny2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/320/joelfunny2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who's the cute one here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/1600/joelfunny3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/320/joelfunny3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amusing. this kind of people also can say "so cute.. but really dam cute"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got more pictures and stuff but they gotta wait till next time hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;once again sorry to the cool cow for not censoring your email. lazy lah.&lt;br /&gt;(/edit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-116083672826756562?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116083672826756562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116083672826756562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116083672826756562' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-116048688309979808</id><published>2006-10-10T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T22:03:14.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>some people ah *.*% zomg so cool so cool. hahaha. we must all learn and then get h*** and ****k in ******* hahahaha seriously damn amusing.&lt;br /&gt;and what's that about ---- having the same ****e as ---------?! O.o this is getting funnier.&lt;br /&gt;and the thing is what do *** ***, ******, *********, *** *** and MOST IMPORTANTLY **** (ahem attitude alert) have in common? zilch right? zero zero zero then why they still got b---- and l------ *.*% you know! muahaha don't you just hate me when i type like that? amusing amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tomorrow's PARTY TIME! :D&lt;br /&gt;god, think i'm mixing too much with the thing that breathes fire people already haha.&lt;br /&gt;AND I WANT TO SAY SOMETHING BUT I CANNOT SAY COS SOMEONE SAY I SAY WILL GET RAPED OKAY AND IM SO SCARED.. .. .. .. .. zzz.&lt;br /&gt;now seriously. even i can't stand how i'm like blogging now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooooooohweeeeeee let's get h*** and ****k tmrw and take video w0rx! attitude attitude. same name, but ah sad to say, my ****'s always the best hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY PICTURE TIME. GOT ALOT ALOT ALOT(i exaggerate :/)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/unattainable/cutedecopy.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i know its all the same picture ultimately so shut up about that already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(edit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/1600/DSCI0031edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="177" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/320/DSCI0031edit.jpg" width="247" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes so these the cool stuff we got for the rp shiong dis cool right cool right!~ i know you think it's cool DON'T DENY(ahem cute one?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA actually had alot more to blog last night but i forgot so like whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY's so called PARTY TIME 1. at clarke quay *.*% hint hint hint!  was the sexz. seriously. pictures tomorrow cos for some insane reason i'm JUST home and i'm very tired thankyou very much.&lt;br /&gt;oh and party time 2 well.. nevermind hahaha.  pictures tmrw too so yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES AND OH. MY. WORD. ****'s nickname! ah omg omgomg im damn sad im on the verge of suicide how could he do this to me! omg omgomgogom omgom omf.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-116048688309979808?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116048688309979808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116048688309979808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116048688309979808' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-116037740472943328</id><published>2006-10-09T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T21:21:51.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy 14th Birthday Yan Bing !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We'll go out and celebrate for you after the exams and all alright! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/1600/yanbing2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/1600/yanbing2.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/1600/yanbing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 193px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px" height="289" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/320/yanbing.jpg" width="235" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which reminds me of the cute one's birthday. i know it's way overdue but here's the video:&lt;br /&gt;(note: it may be a little weird 'cos i just re-edited it in sort of a rush.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.sharkle.com/externalPlayer/104430/a413d1nn4/3/" width="340" height="310" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-116037740472943328?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116037740472943328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116037740472943328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116037740472943328' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-116014805427272806</id><published>2006-10-06T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T23:24:20.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's lantern festival.&lt;br /&gt;how shall i describe tonight,&lt;br /&gt;hm, kinda boring.&lt;br /&gt;but i guess i was too tired and about to fall asleep to be able to play with canles lanterns and the likes.&lt;br /&gt;so yup.&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo during chinese tuition (oh did i mention there are so many frigging words to be studied! there isn't even supposed to be the filling in words section): evil.) back to the topic. i was so bored. and so..&lt;br /&gt;did this little thingy(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/1600/drawing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 197px" height="252" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/320/drawing.jpg" width="303" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway hope *you guys read it, and all the best for the remaining papers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-116014805427272806?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116014805427272806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/116014805427272806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116014805427272806' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-115996494225822163</id><published>2006-10-04T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T20:30:24.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so yes,&lt;br /&gt;things are starting to get complicated..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tag Replies:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yilu: hmmm i know what you mean and i disagree! its only tan jia min lah! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;desuri: yes it's random *blush*&lt;br /&gt;tingzhi: you'll be famous soon enough! like, i saw you on tv mobile okay! and how many buses are there in singapore?&lt;br /&gt;bryan: PLEASE, get over yourself, thorn.&lt;br /&gt;joan: will relink when i've done up links(: same to you!&lt;br /&gt;jessica: ditto fellow flower.&lt;br /&gt;vicki: yup tagged you back @ yours:D&lt;br /&gt;tingzhi: new guy? never had a guy hahaha. yup soon soon! hope everything works out!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/1600/tiredeyes_by_sosheis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/320/tiredeyes_by_sosheis.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/12038002-115996494225822163?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/115996494225822163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/115996494225822163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#115996494225822163' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-115988165640237462</id><published>2006-10-03T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T21:46:11.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;So tell me now, what do i have to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;To say things that will get through to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;*blush* ok not funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love it when you tell me to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you're the only one i'd listen to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;motivation...(?)&lt;br /&gt;yeah i guess.&lt;br /&gt;so, hope for the best, expect the worst.&lt;br /&gt;what to do when afternoons meant for studying turns out like, sleeping and ahem, fooling around(think clean) in the vip room@ sakae sushi? hrmmm. no comments.&lt;br /&gt;and like now.&lt;br /&gt;i think i've let you down again, or at least, i'm going to let you down.&lt;br /&gt;motivation motivation &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-no not the ahem party-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes so you,&lt;br /&gt;No Promises..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;that's what you get when imagination runs wild&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-115988165640237462?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/115988165640237462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/115988165640237462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#115988165640237462' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-115953170429267029</id><published>2006-09-29T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T20:32:02.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So today was English and Chinese Paper I.&lt;br /&gt;sigh, don't talk about it. really gotta buck up asap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, here's some random classroom fun(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/1600/4flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px" height="202" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/320/4flowers.jpg" width="282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thorn among the orchids?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/1600/=).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px" height="173" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/320/%3D%29.jpg" width="257" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh i wish i was a punkrock girl with flowers in my haaaairrrrr~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/1600/thebest!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 185px" height="195" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/320/thebest%21.jpg" width="257" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and weigin's HomeEc final product. nice right! heheheh.&lt;br /&gt;will post up more pictures when i receive them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and stuff like these motivate me to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/1600/motivation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 159px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px" height="183" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/320/motivation.jpg" width="190" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cute right! its a card from my &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;beloved&lt;/span&gt; ahem. right..enough.&lt;br /&gt;and inside it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/1600/motivation2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="76" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/320/motivation2.jpg" width="212" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i saw this its like :O(wtf?)... :D ok nvm i doubt you get it.&lt;br /&gt;and finally of course&lt;em&gt;(some parts purposely smudged of course hehe.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 244px; HEIGHT: 166px" height="378" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v357/unattainable/joeledit.jpg" width="647" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;THIS IS JUST FOR LAUGHS. DO &lt;strong&gt;NOT &lt;/strong&gt;TAKE IT TOO &lt;u&gt;SERIOUSLY.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;everyone is just so fucking stressed up over exams. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;me? i'm just,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;worried about you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i can't focus on studying. or anything else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;fuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;the thing about facades,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;is that mine's always falsely cheery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-115953170429267029?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/feeds/115953170429267029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12038002&amp;postID=115953170429267029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/115953170429267029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/115953170429267029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115953170429267029' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-115917951553851676</id><published>2006-09-25T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T18:18:35.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MY MUM IS BEING SUCH A.. &lt;em&gt;okay let's not go into that&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;anyway anyway, i must save a million dollars by the age of 20. 'cos me and &lt;strong&gt;gaa&lt;/strong&gt; minus 9&amp;6 are gonna build a house! hahaha. okay, alot more than a house but whatever~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/1600/future%20home.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px" height="174" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/320/future%20home.jpg" width="264" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see got floor plan one okay! it's tentative, but it may be on one of the offshore island in Singapore that's reclaimed or something-the thing we learnt in geography, yeah..&lt;br /&gt;okay, that was a really Hot joke. so don't shiver-.-&lt;br /&gt;Joel ah.. okay random.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i just love my new scanner. for no reason hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;and did i tell you cchs has a remixed school song? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall reply tags! haven't done that in ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amanda:&lt;/strong&gt; hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;elena:&lt;/strong&gt; hm, will consider haha. i'm blogging also what!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;desuri: &lt;/strong&gt;i don't know what you're talking about haha? but doesnt matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;vicki.:&lt;/strong&gt; hello hello! i miss you too hun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jiamin:&lt;/strong&gt; omg please, we all know who's the one whose not virgin huh! haha. delete tag somemore hehe(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yilu:&lt;/strong&gt; haha i'm still young innocent and pure okay! its tan jiamin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chengzhi:&lt;/strong&gt; hao bah, what xing shi ni yao tan? oh and remember, beware of bird flu, take temperature daily. order of MOH aha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;desuri:&lt;/strong&gt; yes yes and ---- ---- hoho damn amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;edwiN:&lt;/strong&gt; aw yes, it's over. but we can have another competition, one that you won't win haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's it for now i gotta comfort myself at the unfairness i've faced today):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;(cos someone claims i'm deprived of love*ahem)&lt;br /&gt;oh and did i mention i'm depressed?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-115917951553851676?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/115917951553851676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/115917951553851676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115917951553851676' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-115875606155416577</id><published>2006-09-20T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T20:47:51.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahaha zomg it seems like everyday i've more and more things to blog about cool cool.&lt;br /&gt;like today, jing shen ah.. jing shen..&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;strong&gt;small and cute&lt;/strong&gt;, the thick and fat. hey hey hey, why so flirt?&lt;br /&gt;so sweet right, professing &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in math lesson ha ha ha ha ha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i kid alright/&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really must thank desiree lee for the great &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(w0rx) prez. lup it&lt;3&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;? cos we all agree that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and (_) very ---------- haha. UNDERSTAND?&lt;br /&gt;and sorry &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;studying was a failure&lt;/span&gt;, i can't help it. and now noone wants to study with me. giving reasons like "you want me to study w you? want me to fail then say lah!" haha i am so depressed :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okydoke. i shall end with something damn cute. okay maybe not cute but funny. if you get my gist that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/1600/hit%20the%20apple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="220" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/320/hit%20the%20apple.jpg" width="277" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna study tomorrow tomorrow :D hallelujah~&lt;br /&gt;P.S listen to Ting Ma Ma De Hua by Jay Chou. seriously owns!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-115875606155416577?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/115875606155416577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/115875606155416577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115875606155416577' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-115866608513953964</id><published>2006-09-19T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T19:41:25.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi. I know i promised pictures but i'm lazy. So please go to desiree's blog for pictures though i agree she's put up very few only but that'll make do for the time being i hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need To Study. TOMORROW.&lt;br /&gt;okay someone please help and tell me all the topics to be studied for eoys for every subject. will be appreciated. just call/sms/IM me or whatever. seriously JUST realised that i/we're so screwed for eoys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryan wrote this No. 1 Bitch thingy on my hand today. wanted to post a picture but realised some fags may come across so yeah. anyway, just to get back at him. he has "Y-----!&lt;3" written on his right arm. how's that in replacing a permanent tattoo(yuck?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'm lazy to go do up a blogskin. maybe till after end of years.&lt;br /&gt;Later~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-115866608513953964?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/115866608513953964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/115866608513953964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115866608513953964' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-115846448214954192</id><published>2006-09-16T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T12:12:11.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/1600/that"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px" height="205" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/320/that%27s%20me%21.jpg" width="282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY BRYAN NG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you had a fantastic birthday &lt;u&gt;BANG&lt;/u&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(note: in the picture above, it's supposed to be bryan ng's photo-.- according to him.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;em&gt;pictures will come up later.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-115846448214954192?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/115846448214954192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/115846448214954192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115846448214954192' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-115805785982309521</id><published>2006-09-12T18:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T18:44:19.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we did well in the I&amp;amp;E selling thing during lunch. chocolate coated marshmallows and ice cream float. were pretty much sold out within 35 minutes cool right:D i know. heheh.&lt;br /&gt;but still, i don't like. school.&lt;br /&gt;there's still holiday homework to complete, eoys to study for&gt;:( , PROJECTS THAT SOME PEOPLE KEEP (kindly ahem) REMINDING ME TO DO EVERYDAY, timed compre compo ah you know the works. and it kills. slowly and painfully. okay that's sort of an exaggeration but you get the idea. still thinking of the hols ah the joy of waking up at anytime and lazing in bed for as long as time allows. glorious. now? don't even mention it. been failing tests like crap and just can't get myself to study. motivation please? someone, anyone? teachers are like going 3 weeks to eoys, 3 weeks 3 weeks like grrr enough alright i get it. we get it. so chill.&lt;br /&gt;there's still so many things i want to say(good things, i know i've rambled alot of not so good stuff) but then, there's this geog shiat that i'm supposed to do and apparently am the only one left who hasnt done it so yeah. patience, i will do it. soon.&lt;br /&gt;BUT for now, i'm so tired that i could just flop down on my bed and...&lt;br /&gt;sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/1600/th_vintage_phone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/320/th_vintage_phone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;P.S : Call Me.&lt;br /&gt;\time waits for no man. but i'm not time, i wait for you[:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-115805785982309521?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/115805785982309521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/115805785982309521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115805785982309521' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-115805785882988000</id><published>2006-09-12T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T18:45:39.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we did well in the I&amp;amp;E selling thing during lunch. chocolate coated marshmallows and ice cream float. were pretty much sold out within 35 minutes cool right:D i know. heheh.&lt;br /&gt;but still, i don't like. school.&lt;br /&gt;there's still holiday homework to complete, eoys to study for&gt;:( , PROJECTS THAT SOME PEOPLE KEEP (kindly ahem) REMINDING ME TO DO EVERYDAY, timed compre compo ah you know the works. and it kills. slowly and painfully. okay that's sort of an exaggeration but you get the idea. still thinking of the hols ah the joy of waking up at anytime and lazing in bed for as long as time allows. glorious. now? don't even mention it. been failing tests like crap and just can't get myself to study. motivation please? someone, anyone? teachers are like going 3 weeks to eoys, 3 weeks 3 weeks like grrr enough alright i get it. we get it. so chill.&lt;br /&gt;there's still so many things i want to say(good things, i know i've rambled alot of not so good stuff) but then, there's this geog shiat that i'm supposed to do and apparently am the only one left who hasnt done it so yeah. patience, i will do it. soon.&lt;br /&gt;BUT for now, i'm so tired that i could just flop down on my bed and...&lt;br /&gt;sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/1600/th_vintage_phone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4047/353/320/th_vintage_phone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;P.S : Call Me.&lt;br /&gt;\time waits for no man. but i'm not time, i wait for you[:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-115805785882988000?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/115805785882988000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/115805785882988000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115805785882988000' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12038002.post-115777852229394018</id><published>2006-09-09T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T13:08:42.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>caught little man last night. everyone go catch it! seriously worth it, &lt;em&gt;even if you had to get scared/threatened by india/malay aunties and the likes&lt;/em&gt; just go catch it! the show i seriously hilarious! couldn't stop laughing haha.&lt;br /&gt;oh and before the movie, had dinner at Cream Bistro(?) at Pacific Plaza. Great food, its like a western cafe selling HEALTHY japanese food(they give salad and miso soup) haha maybe they think thats unique.&lt;br /&gt;ONCE AGAIN, &lt;strong&gt;GO CATCH LITTLE MAN&lt;/strong&gt;! unless you're a prude and can't stand some.. racy humor, yeah-then don't.&lt;br /&gt;after the movie, think i was lucky enough to catch the last train home(: so the night went reaaaaally well and thanks for the great time! :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Vicki gave me magic pink cow socks! damn cool right, i know! ahaha thank you vicki! will post a picture of it when i feel like haha.&lt;br /&gt;will most probably be heading to the Lime Flea Market in the evening or so. hehe SI will be there at 4.45 i hear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg, feels so weird to be posting a proper entry after a long long time. and i just woke up so maybe i should go wash up now tata~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12038002-115777852229394018?l=pictureofperfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/115777852229394018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12038002/posts/default/115777852229394018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofperfection.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115777852229394018' title=''/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13029443483690578219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
