<?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-27252652</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:39:57.378-07:00</updated><category term='medical'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='songwriting'/><category term='talking cock.'/><category term='fortune'/><category term='celebrity'/><title type='text'>To Be Continued...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>84</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-3344073414489136069</id><published>2007-11-20T04:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T05:01:52.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;To all my family and friends,&lt;br /&gt;I've moved out of blogger...&lt;br /&gt;This is my new address:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;a&gt;http://kokoroach.livejournal.com&lt;/a href&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-3344073414489136069?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/3344073414489136069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=3344073414489136069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/3344073414489136069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/3344073414489136069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2007/11/to-all-my-family-and-friends-ive-moved.html' title=''/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-963236204277709546</id><published>2007-10-11T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T06:31:46.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>direct translation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; i'm really impress by my friend's direct translation from chinese to english.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check this out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ren见ren愛  車见車載&lt;br /&gt;(laptop problem)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess how she translated this phrase?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people see people like&lt;br /&gt;car see car ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she still have the cheeks to tell me it rhyme.&lt;br /&gt;wa liew...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my bestie:  your engrish really powderful leh~~&lt;br /&gt;Hats off to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh... just in case i forget,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;welcome back to singapore, kong bar bao!&lt;br /&gt;where's my present?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-963236204277709546?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/963236204277709546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=963236204277709546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/963236204277709546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/963236204277709546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2007/10/direct-translation.html' title='direct translation'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-5948977755918327378</id><published>2007-10-10T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:28:52.227-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/Rwy_eaVA-sI/AAAAAAAAAF8/UrXQ4PsX4hg/s1600-h/DSC00202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/Rwy_eaVA-sI/AAAAAAAAAF8/UrXQ4PsX4hg/s320/DSC00202.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119677405597858498" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the arseholes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-5948977755918327378?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/5948977755918327378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=5948977755918327378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/5948977755918327378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/5948977755918327378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2007/10/arseholes.html' title=''/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/Rwy_eaVA-sI/AAAAAAAAAF8/UrXQ4PsX4hg/s72-c/DSC00202.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-3222468587225686893</id><published>2007-10-10T04:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:28:52.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ben gay</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/Rwy5HKVA-rI/AAAAAAAAAF0/N29k56CVXzE/s1600-h/DSC00209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/Rwy5HKVA-rI/AAAAAAAAAF0/N29k56CVXzE/s320/DSC00209.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119670409096133298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you find this name familar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-3222468587225686893?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/Rwy5HKVA-rI/AAAAAAAAAF0/N29k56CVXzE/s72-c/DSC00209.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-1090186209791902099</id><published>2007-10-09T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T08:16:17.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;FYP, classroom modules... blah blah blah...&lt;br /&gt;wa liew... i'm going bonkers!&lt;br /&gt;this is not the way.&lt;br /&gt;my life is in a mess and i'm gonna pick up all these mess?&lt;br /&gt;oh Father, please help me... I'm just a human being.&lt;br /&gt; no! I shall not surrender!&lt;br /&gt;(whatever... why are u so fickle minded? want to surrender den now don want)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, i'm fickle minded. please bear with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-1090186209791902099?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/1090186209791902099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=1090186209791902099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/1090186209791902099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/1090186209791902099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2007/10/fyp-classroom-modules.html' title=''/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-2363090118606614653</id><published>2007-10-09T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T07:47:32.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UT- music theory</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;UT, UT, UT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first UT for this semester&lt;br /&gt;Music Theory.&lt;br /&gt;wa liew... very hard leh.&lt;br /&gt;These are the questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. "Music is an international language of mankind; a myth perpetuated... disappointed by many writers all around the world." - a quote by some guy&lt;br /&gt;This statement is accurate in 1969 but not in today's world. Explain. 6marks&lt;br /&gt;(not word for word)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like EH?&lt;br /&gt;Music is an interntional language of mankind!!! (at least for me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-2363090118606614653?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/2363090118606614653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=2363090118606614653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/2363090118606614653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/2363090118606614653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2007/10/ut-music-theory.html' title='UT- music theory'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-7540743581107755758</id><published>2007-09-26T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T08:14:52.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>that s pop competition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;hey&lt;br /&gt;the day before, you&lt;br /&gt;message me&lt;br /&gt;asking me whether I got join the&lt;br /&gt;S pop competition right?&lt;br /&gt;hmm....&lt;br /&gt;i saw the commercial on TV.&lt;br /&gt;my sister told me about it.&lt;br /&gt;sounds cool.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about songwriting.&lt;br /&gt;when was the last time i &lt;br /&gt;wrote a lyric&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;compose a melody? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i talk alot right?&lt;br /&gt;u want the answer right?&lt;br /&gt;you want right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't tell you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-7540743581107755758?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/7540743581107755758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=7540743581107755758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/7540743581107755758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/7540743581107755758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2007/09/that-s-pop-competition.html' title='that s pop competition'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-667776670222101321</id><published>2007-09-20T23:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:28:52.867-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mediacorp trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RvNo_MmMLxI/AAAAAAAAAFc/2vigX3iu8MQ/s1600-h/IMG_0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RvNo_MmMLxI/AAAAAAAAAFc/2vigX3iu8MQ/s320/IMG_0006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112545436918099730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my school trip to mediacorp tv. we met many mediacorp stars and we got to take picture with 881 lead actor 751 (qi yu wu)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-667776670222101321?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/667776670222101321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=667776670222101321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/667776670222101321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/667776670222101321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2007/09/mediacorp-trip.html' title='mediacorp trip'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RvNo_MmMLxI/AAAAAAAAAFc/2vigX3iu8MQ/s72-c/IMG_0006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-7623584564363570145</id><published>2007-09-19T22:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T22:37:00.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi all &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long time never blog already! I'm blogging to make sure that you guys (friends) won't forget about me. I'm having music theory and i reealized all of them are expert pianists. grade 8 and diploma! shit... i think i need to go take music classes lorz... haiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg... Ciao~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-7623584564363570145?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/7623584564363570145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=7623584564363570145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/7623584564363570145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/7623584564363570145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2007/09/hi-all-long-time-never-blog-already-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-6096985336671550104</id><published>2007-08-02T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T08:46:42.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are You An Extroverted or Introverted Girl?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Are You An Extroverted or Introverted Girl?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are An Introvert!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouanextrovertedgirlorintrovertedgirlquiz/introvert.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not necessarily anti-social, but you do tend to need a lot of alone time.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to think before you talk, which doesn't make you the loudest person in the room.&lt;br /&gt;While you aren't outgoing, you are a good listener - and you tend to be a loyal friend.&lt;br /&gt;And you enjoy your friends as much as any extrovert does, in smaller doses.&lt;br /&gt;You're more of a conversation over dinner type than a party animal... and so are all your friends.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouanextrovertedgirlorintrovertedgirlquiz/"&gt;Are You An Extroverted or Introverted Girl?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-6096985336671550104?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/6096985336671550104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=6096985336671550104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/6096985336671550104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/6096985336671550104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2007/08/are-you-extroverted-or-introverted-girl.html' title='Are You An Extroverted or Introverted Girl?'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-5906736010532333009</id><published>2007-08-02T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T08:24:46.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>are you a fake girl?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 18% Fake&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouafakegirlquiz/fake-1.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fake doesn't even come close to describing you.&lt;br /&gt;You're totally natural, and proud of who you really are!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouafakegirlquiz/"&gt;Are You A Fake Girl?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-5906736010532333009?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/5906736010532333009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=5906736010532333009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/5906736010532333009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/5906736010532333009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2007/08/are-you-fake-girl.html' title='are you a fake girl?'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-4829585954112407738</id><published>2007-07-23T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T21:02:00.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lyrics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;没韵脚的词&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;各位听众注意听&lt;br /&gt;让我为你唱首歌&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;小城故事有太多&lt;br /&gt;最后都是无言的结局&lt;br /&gt; 鹏胡湾的花样&lt;br /&gt; 恰似你的温柔&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;走在三月里的小雨&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;        勾起那些被遗忘的时光       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; 在夜上海的星空下&lt;br /&gt;只能但愿人长久&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;已经写了一百遍&lt;br /&gt;没有歌词的韵脚&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be cont'd...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-4829585954112407738?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/4829585954112407738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=4829585954112407738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/4829585954112407738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/4829585954112407738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2007/07/lyrics.html' title='lyrics'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-2061191389776147067</id><published>2007-07-23T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:28:53.388-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the good old days part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alright! The lazy bum is updating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RqSldKJ3dxI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0CCW6NdSto/s1600-h/DSC00155.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RqSldKJ3dxI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0CCW6NdSto/s320/DSC00155.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090375399196030738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "... and the golden horse goes to... myself!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, if you happen to be at suntec city last weekend,&lt;br /&gt;there's a heritageFest going on at&lt;br /&gt;suntec city shopping mall. I took a lot of pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RqSm6qJ3dyI/AAAAAAAAAFM/4olhzcWQ4Mg/s320/DSC00145.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090377005513799458" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the flowers printed on the metal flasks.&lt;br /&gt;I find the prints on the flasks a piece of art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RqSn56J3dzI/AAAAAAAAAFU/-qAQGNG63AA/s320/DSC00152.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090378092140525362" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;old skool toys... I like robots in particular.&lt;br /&gt;My uncle collects these kind of robots and he&lt;br /&gt;had a whole collection. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-2061191389776147067?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/2061191389776147067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=2061191389776147067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/2061191389776147067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/2061191389776147067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2007/07/good-old-days-part-1.html' title='the good old days part 1'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RqSldKJ3dxI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0CCW6NdSto/s72-c/DSC00155.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-5272495322157692452</id><published>2007-07-23T05:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:28:53.581-08:00</updated><title type='text'>to die for</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RqSioKJ3dwI/AAAAAAAAAE8/GmjMd4db-Xg/s1600-h/DSC00138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RqSioKJ3dwI/AAAAAAAAAE8/GmjMd4db-Xg/s320/DSC00138.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090372289639708418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Singaporeans favourite pastime: Queue up.&lt;br /&gt;I popped by junction 8 last sunday to shop.&lt;br /&gt;Look at the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;What were these kids queuing up for?&lt;br /&gt;S.H.E.&lt;br /&gt;Free concert @ Expo next week.&lt;br /&gt; The queue went all the way out to the&lt;br /&gt;construction site out there. &lt;br /&gt;It's dusty out there at the construction site&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;under the sorching sun. &lt;br /&gt;Be careful~&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/27252652-5272495322157692452?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/5272495322157692452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=5272495322157692452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/5272495322157692452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/5272495322157692452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2007/07/to-die-for.html' title='to die for'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RqSioKJ3dwI/AAAAAAAAAE8/GmjMd4db-Xg/s72-c/DSC00138.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-2879362610705951961</id><published>2007-07-11T00:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:28:54.374-08:00</updated><title type='text'>so wrong</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am so wrong!!!&lt;br /&gt;I've been viewing Jessica Alba and Megan Fox&lt;br /&gt;pictures and videos the whole day in class!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RpSMlUiLXGI/AAAAAAAAAEc/pXhPpKtYd6k/s1600-h/j.a..2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RpSMlUiLXGI/AAAAAAAAAEc/pXhPpKtYd6k/s320/j.a..2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085844452003241058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jessica Alba's upcoming movie&lt;br /&gt;Good Luck Chuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=27252652"&gt;http://www.lionsgate.com/goodluckchuck/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RpSMlkiLXHI/AAAAAAAAAEk/PvkQM5xd-9k/s1600-h/m.f..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RpSMlkiLXHI/AAAAAAAAAEk/PvkQM5xd-9k/s320/m.f..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085844456298208370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So, who's hotter? Jessica or Megan? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-2879362610705951961?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/2879362610705951961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=2879362610705951961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/2879362610705951961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/2879362610705951961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2007/07/so-wrong.html' title='so wrong'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RpSMlUiLXGI/AAAAAAAAAEc/pXhPpKtYd6k/s72-c/j.a..2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-7119022285552762759</id><published>2007-07-10T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T06:15:57.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;check this out...&lt;br /&gt;tag me if you are able or unable to listen&lt;br /&gt;because this is my first time putting audio track on blog.&lt;br /&gt;Just trying out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/p0qsuESmSN/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/p0qsuESmSN/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-7119022285552762759?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/7119022285552762759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=7119022285552762759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/7119022285552762759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/7119022285552762759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2007/07/check-this-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-4082793919782963903</id><published>2007-07-05T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T00:11:16.407-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songwriting'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel like joining this random songwriting competition, so i just write some random stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I came up during creative media enterprise lesson. It is not completed yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check it out.&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;你在我心里进出很多遍&lt;br /&gt;你就像小偷&lt;br /&gt;每次都把我的心掏个精光&lt;br /&gt;我很疲乏但&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;我一直走也走不出&lt;br /&gt;你摄下的天罗地网&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;我无法傅和&lt;br /&gt;你带来的后遗症&lt;br /&gt;让我每晚都...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;My Chinese vocab is private limited.  I tried very hard  and finally came up with this. I still haven't come out with a melody yet. Anyone reading this, help me with this unfinished writing? You will be credited if i submit the song... ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-4082793919782963903?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/4082793919782963903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=4082793919782963903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/4082793919782963903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/4082793919782963903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-feel-like-joining-this-random.html' title=''/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-8046034058332671915</id><published>2007-07-03T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T21:37:12.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Joanna, please remove those pictures from your blog!&lt;br /&gt;Fulin is firing at me! She wants you dead...&lt;br /&gt;I look spastic in those pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-8046034058332671915?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/8046034058332671915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=8046034058332671915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/8046034058332671915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/8046034058332671915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2007/07/joanna-please-remove-those-pictures.html' title=''/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-3354708571640131925</id><published>2007-06-19T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T08:25:56.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Contact lens</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; I went to collect my contact lens today.&lt;br /&gt;my first time wearing it.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I contemplated for a very long time before making it.&lt;br /&gt;My eye doctor said I have dry and sensitive eyes which are not suitable&lt;br /&gt;for wearing contact lens.&lt;br /&gt;Try not to wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I finally realised it today.&lt;br /&gt;I took an hour or so to get the contact lens into my eyeballs.&lt;br /&gt;I find it hard to put on because my eyes did not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;recognized&lt;/span&gt; the contacts &lt;br /&gt;and naturally,&lt;br /&gt;it won't allow an unidentified object into it.&lt;br /&gt;My eyes don't sync with each other.&lt;br /&gt;The worse part is yet to come.&lt;br /&gt;Due to dry eyes and blinking, the lens refuse to stick onto my pupil. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After putting on the contacts for quite sometime,&lt;br /&gt;my eyes start to become dry. &lt;br /&gt;I blinked and yawn the whole time to create moisture in my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The aftermath of wearing contact lens?&lt;br /&gt;headache, dizzy, tired.&lt;br /&gt;I should have heed my doctor's advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, I forgot to intro my contacts lens brand.&lt;br /&gt;I got the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bausch&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lomb&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;softlens&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;TORIC&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;monthly ones.&lt;br /&gt;7 pairs + 2 free trail pairs + free solution and travel pack solution&lt;br /&gt;and free eye drops for $180 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;toric&lt;/span&gt; is for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;astigmatism)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;yawnz&lt;/span&gt;... gotta rest my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-3354708571640131925?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/3354708571640131925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=3354708571640131925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/3354708571640131925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/3354708571640131925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2007/06/contact-lens.html' title='Contact lens'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-5706145038190148222</id><published>2007-06-11T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T22:15:12.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blog skin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Time to change my blog skin.&lt;br /&gt;This is the longest blog skin I've ever put up.&lt;br /&gt;2 reasons why I never change:&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm not good in web design&lt;br /&gt;2. Well, I'm too lazy to move my fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I can't add images to my blog.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-5706145038190148222?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/5706145038190148222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=5706145038190148222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/5706145038190148222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/5706145038190148222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-skin.html' title='blog skin'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-6809160181274904181</id><published>2007-06-07T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T08:39:13.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a joke</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Remember this joke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;The tampon remover&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;A&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;man traveling by plane and in urgent need to use the mens room is nervously tapping his foot on the floor of the aircraft. Each time he tried the mens room door, it was "OCCUPIED". The stewardess, aware of his predicament suggested that he go ahead and use the ladies room, but cautioned him against using any of the buttons inside. The buttons were marked "WW, WA, PP and ATR".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making the mistake that so many men make in disregarding the importance of what a woman says, the man let his curiosity get the best of him and decided to try the buttons anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He carefully pressed the first button marked "WW" and immediately warm water sprayed all over his entire bottom. He thought, "WOW, the women really have it made!". Still curious, he pressed the button marked "WA" and a gentle breeze of warm air quickly dried his hind quarters. He thought that was out of this world! The button marked "PP" yielded a large powder puff which delicately applied a soft talc to his rear. Well, naturally he couldn't resist the last button marked "ATR".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he woke up in the hospital he panicked and buzzed for the nurse. When she appeared, he cried out, "What happened to me?! The last thing I remember is I was in the ladies room on a business trip!" The nurse replied, "Yes, you were having a great time until you pressed the "ATR" button which stands for Automatic Tampon Remover... Your penis is under your pillow!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-6809160181274904181?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/6809160181274904181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=6809160181274904181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/6809160181274904181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/6809160181274904181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2007/06/joke.html' title='a joke'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-6394919322524879516</id><published>2007-06-07T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T08:41:09.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a writer who never reads</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;A writer who never read what she wrote. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conversation you are about to view is the tammy and blog debate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fulin was talking to me about tammy's blog. Yes, tammy from NYP, her classmate&lt;br /&gt;(or whatever mate).&lt;br /&gt; She said that tammy blogs.&lt;br /&gt;alright, she ask me to read her blog. &lt;br /&gt;I replied: I don't  have a habit of reading blog. &lt;br /&gt;she said: but you blog. &lt;br /&gt;Yes, i do but i don't read what i write neither do i have the time to read blogs. &lt;br /&gt;my OS was come'on, what can she write in her blog? all her act cute neoprints? or a day out&lt;br /&gt;shopping with her friends or even her sexlife? haha &lt;br /&gt;She claimed that tammy writes as well as harry potter write spells.  &lt;br /&gt;I don't know her blog URL and I'm not interested to find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conversation shall end here.      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-6394919322524879516?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/6394919322524879516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=6394919322524879516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/6394919322524879516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/6394919322524879516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2007/06/writer-who-never-reads.html' title='a writer who never reads'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-8509163243177948298</id><published>2007-06-04T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T06:31:14.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>can i do it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you for all the compliments, I'm really happy to hear that  I got the cuts&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;MODEL?&lt;br /&gt;(You must be joking with me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling intrigued, I went to website which I recently found out to be FLH wu chun's modelling agency before he became a artiste.&lt;br /&gt;They had some information on what it takes to be a model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what it takes to be a professional model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Height for male: 5' 10"&lt;br /&gt;Height for female: 5' 8"&lt;br /&gt;(Go calculate yourself in CM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the FAQ:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do I do, if I want Diva Models to evaluate my possibilities becoming a model ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to send us at least two pictures of yourself. The pictures do not have to be of a professional standard and we prefer pictures, taken with as little makeup as possible, and clothing showing as clearly as possible shape and figure. At the same time we need information about your age, height, hair color, clothing size and shoe size. Also we need &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;sizes on bust*/bra*/waist*/hips&lt;/span&gt;*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I'm too shy to disclose my sizes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-8509163243177948298?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/8509163243177948298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=8509163243177948298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/8509163243177948298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/8509163243177948298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2007/06/can-i-do-it.html' title='can i do it?'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-6065856307065940921</id><published>2007-06-04T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:28:55.059-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Recent E26R chalet @ aloha loyang. Here are some of the pictures. Please remind me to send you if you didn't receive. Bark at me, if it means to get the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These pictures were taken from my camera phone, SE K800i.  All of the pictures below are in their original form. Zero editing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RmQMD6FfRKI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Y6wpCtXEUUg/s1600-h/DSC00017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RmQMD6FfRKI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Y6wpCtXEUUg/s320/DSC00017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072192341597439138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wrong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RmQL3qFfRJI/AAAAAAAAAEM/edmXHyflk48/s1600-h/DSC00039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RmQL3qFfRJI/AAAAAAAAAEM/edmXHyflk48/s320/DSC00039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072192131144041618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RmQLm6FfRII/AAAAAAAAAEE/A98dCikhSms/s1600-h/DSC00018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RmQLm6FfRII/AAAAAAAAAEE/A98dCikhSms/s320/DSC00018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072191843381232770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Favourite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-6065856307065940921?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/6065856307065940921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=6065856307065940921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/6065856307065940921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/6065856307065940921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2007/06/recent-e26r-chalet-aloha-loyang.html' title=''/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RmQMD6FfRKI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Y6wpCtXEUUg/s72-c/DSC00017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-1229529407538556185</id><published>2007-06-04T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:28:55.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't ever drink beyond your limit. Look at the picture below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RmQJY6FfRHI/AAAAAAAAAD8/D9UGIFHhgC0/s1600-h/DSC00081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RmQJY6FfRHI/AAAAAAAAAD8/D9UGIFHhgC0/s320/DSC00081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072189403839808626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost got ripped apart by miss lee!!! ugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-1229529407538556185?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/1229529407538556185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=1229529407538556185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/1229529407538556185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/1229529407538556185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2007/06/dont-ever-drink-beyond-your-limit.html' title=''/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RmQJY6FfRHI/AAAAAAAAAD8/D9UGIFHhgC0/s72-c/DSC00081.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-3200851749597614262</id><published>2007-05-18T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T07:26:51.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>recent happenings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;ooo...haven't been blogging for quite some time... Time to update my dear readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell out with my father twice in a month! The 1st time was quite serious. In a fit of anger, I left home and went to stay over at my cousin's house. yes, my hougang cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2nd time was about a week ago. I just ran out of house AGAIN, went to find my BFF at IMM. Along the way, i almost lose my life to a car accident. Gosh! That was close. Otherwise I'll be seeing Jesus earlier than you guys! haha. No, I will go to hell... no~~~ Thank God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was having studio production and I was the studio director again. argh~~~ The first time I did well. Today, I screw the whole thing up. My team didn't have time for any rehearsals at ALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was partly at fault because I couldn't concentrate. I was very distracted the whole day. Damn. Shouldn't volunteer myself to be the studio director.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly speaking, filming is a love and hate feeling for me. Sometimes, I'm enjoying it yet sometimes I just simply curse every single living and non living thing around me to the core.  I don't curse and swear  out loud. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll stop here... gotta go... enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-3200851749597614262?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/3200851749597614262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=3200851749597614262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/3200851749597614262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/3200851749597614262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2007/05/recent-happenings.html' title='recent happenings'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-7695687339618172469</id><published>2007-05-03T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T05:43:16.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Networking</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- has tagged you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another friendster again. &lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;Or should I say it is an upgrade version of friendster.&lt;br /&gt;Friendster, my space, Hi 5, mebo and this recent TAGGED really irritates me. It keeps flooding my mailbox. JUNK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-7695687339618172469?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/7695687339618172469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=7695687339618172469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/7695687339618172469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/7695687339618172469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2007/05/networking.html' title='Networking'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-1873845516185673661</id><published>2007-05-02T00:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:28:55.434-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RjhB_8U0zJI/AAAAAAAAAD0/RtJ6qKNX1x0/s1600-h/dunks.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RjhB_8U0zJI/AAAAAAAAAD0/RtJ6qKNX1x0/s320/dunks.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059866748131789970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool? I like this pair of dunks. Singapore got?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-1873845516185673661?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/1873845516185673661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=1873845516185673661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/1873845516185673661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/1873845516185673661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2007/05/cool-i-like-this-pair-of-dunks.html' title=''/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RjhB_8U0zJI/AAAAAAAAAD0/RtJ6qKNX1x0/s72-c/dunks.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-8358309743269360532</id><published>2007-04-05T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T12:33:44.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;After reading Teresa's blog, I felt the importance to appreciate my blessings. I shall count my blessings today onwards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm contented with life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;two. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have friends who care, share and concern for me and each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;three. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Although I'm not so well off but I still get 3 or maybe 4 meals a day and a roof to live under. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;four. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I  have  a "HAPPY"  family with members that care and look after my daily needs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;five. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm living in Singapore and I do not need to serve National Service. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am indeed a blessed kid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Done. I'm going to sleep now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'we'll go for a commercial break and not be coming back for the moment.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/27252652-8358309743269360532?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/8358309743269360532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=8358309743269360532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/8358309743269360532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/8358309743269360532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2007/04/blessings.html' title='Blessings'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-1735101302794409872</id><published>2007-04-04T01:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T01:47:13.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A prayer to share.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I got a prayer to share &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;"&gt;Lord, protect our doubts, because Doubt is a way of praying. It is doubt that makes us grow because it forces us to look fearlessly at the many answers that exists to one question. And in order for this to be possible...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;"&gt;Lord, protect our decision, because making Decisions is a way of praying. Give us the courage, after our doubts, to be able to choose between one road and another. May our YES always be a YES, and our NO always be a NO. Once we have chosen our road, may we never look back nor allow our soul to be eaten away by remorse. And in order for this to be possible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, protect our actions, because Action is a way of praying. May our daily bread be the result of the very best that we carry within us. May we, through works and actions, share a little of the love we receive. And in order for this to be possible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, protect our dreams, because to Dream is a way of praying. Make sure that, regardless of our age or circumstances, we capable of keeping alight in our heart the sacred flame of hope and perseverance. And in order for this to be possible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;"&gt;Lord, give us enthusiasm, because Enthusiasm is a  way of praying. It is what binds us to the Heavens and to Earth, to grown-ups, and to children; it is what tells us that our desires are important, and deserve our best efforts. It is Enthusiasm that reaffirms to us that everything is possible, as long as we are totally committed to what we are doing . And  in order for this to be possible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, protect us, because Life is the only way we have of making manifest your miracle. May the earth continue to transform seeds into wheat, may we continue to transmute wheat into bread. And this is only possible if we have Love; therefore, do not leave us in solitude. Always give us your company and the company of men and women who have doubts, who act and dream and feel enthusiasm, and we live each day as if it were totally dedicated to your glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-1735101302794409872?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/1735101302794409872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=1735101302794409872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/1735101302794409872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/1735101302794409872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2007/04/prayer-to-share.html' title='A prayer to share.'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-8091670180300316520</id><published>2007-03-28T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T22:38:12.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>words</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably [&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;prob&lt;/span&gt;-uh-blee]&lt;br /&gt;-adverb.&lt;br /&gt;Most likely; presumably&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Possibly [&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pos&lt;/span&gt;-uh-blee]&lt;br /&gt;-adverb.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps: likely,  maybe so, but not known for a certain; maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-8091670180300316520?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/8091670180300316520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=8091670180300316520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/8091670180300316520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/8091670180300316520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2007/03/words.html' title='words'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-4768945811782846820</id><published>2007-03-16T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T06:30:05.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Losing myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;CHANGE. OLD. BALANCE. PRIORTISE. ATTITUDE PROBLEM. MOOD SWINGS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Echoes of these words kept recurring around my little brain.&lt;br /&gt;After a heart to heart talk with J- on MSN last night,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My eyes went out of control.&lt;br /&gt;Cries*&lt;br /&gt;Simple words. Huge impact on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked myself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I losing myself?&lt;br /&gt;Is the prophecy true?&lt;br /&gt;Where's my old self?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm going back, in search of the long lost me. You have my word, friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&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/27252652-4768945811782846820?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/4768945811782846820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=4768945811782846820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/4768945811782846820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/4768945811782846820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2007/03/random-thoughts.html' title='Random thoughts'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-5900529707020535575</id><published>2007-03-04T06:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T07:18:41.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what really went wrong?</title><content type='html'>Basically, this is me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm narcissistic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dislike people asking my whereabouts neither do I ask people "where are you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm usually in my own world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I express my C &amp; C in a weird fashion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I speak my mind (sorry to those who are offended by me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still confused about myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-5900529707020535575?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/5900529707020535575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=5900529707020535575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/5900529707020535575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/5900529707020535575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2007/03/what-really-went-wrong.html' title='what really went wrong?'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-1612210392818275251</id><published>2007-02-20T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:28:56.493-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrity'/><title type='text'>Daniel wu@ singapore</title><content type='html'>Here are the Daniel wu pictures as I promised:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RdsQA4VgTtI/AAAAAAAAADU/c835GNz8t8I/s1600-h/IMG_2023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RdsQA4VgTtI/AAAAAAAAADU/c835GNz8t8I/s320/IMG_2023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033634615825288914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RdsPVoVgTsI/AAAAAAAAADM/Yrvkui_DbKs/s1600-h/IMG_2028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RdsPVoVgTsI/AAAAAAAAADM/Yrvkui_DbKs/s320/IMG_2028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033633872795946690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RdsOa4VgTrI/AAAAAAAAADE/lHgLQfn3P2M/s1600-h/IMG_2016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RdsOa4VgTrI/AAAAAAAAADE/lHgLQfn3P2M/s320/IMG_2016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033632863478632114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RdsN14VgTqI/AAAAAAAAAC8/CLDwkSBL5r8/s1600-h/IMG_2013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RdsN14VgTqI/AAAAAAAAAC8/CLDwkSBL5r8/s320/IMG_2013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033632227823472290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RdsNLIVgTpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/3m61ExQSbu4/s1600-h/IMG_2011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RdsNLIVgTpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/3m61ExQSbu4/s320/IMG_2011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033631493384064658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He came to singapore to promote his latest movie, a CNY blockbuster protege. Daniel wu fans, SCREAM!!!&lt;br /&gt;That's all I have. Enjoy =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-1612210392818275251?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/1612210392818275251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=1612210392818275251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/1612210392818275251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/1612210392818275251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2007/02/daniel-wu-singapore.html' title='Daniel wu@ singapore'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RdsQA4VgTtI/AAAAAAAAADU/c835GNz8t8I/s72-c/IMG_2023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-5875138389828160560</id><published>2007-02-20T06:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:28:56.784-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrity'/><title type='text'>chun chun</title><content type='html'>haha!!! chun looks so cute in glasses!!! I also wanna get a pair of NIKKEN glasses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RdsLToVgTnI/AAAAAAAAACY/QmAJU1dgCA4/s1600-h/chun+in+specs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RdsLToVgTnI/AAAAAAAAACY/QmAJU1dgCA4/s320/chun+in+specs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033629440389697138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RdsLNoVgTmI/AAAAAAAAACQ/CgdNQAVgR8A/s1600-h/chun+specs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RdsLNoVgTmI/AAAAAAAAACQ/CgdNQAVgR8A/s320/chun+specs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033629337310482018" 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/27252652-5875138389828160560?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/5875138389828160560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=5875138389828160560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/5875138389828160560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/5875138389828160560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2007/02/chun-chun.html' title='chun chun'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RdsLToVgTnI/AAAAAAAAACY/QmAJU1dgCA4/s72-c/chun+in+specs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-1541575215373643036</id><published>2007-02-16T23:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T00:18:52.958-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lucky new year</title><content type='html'>Today is the eve of chinese new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now I went to cold storage@ northpoint to get some cans of beer for chinese new year. I bought half dozen of heineken and a bottle of carlsberg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what the receipt states:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CARLSBERG 330ML 330ML     3.00G&lt;br /&gt;CHILLED BEER EACH                0.25G&lt;br /&gt;HEINEKEN 330ML 330ML       3.40G&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL                                          $6.65&lt;br /&gt;NETS                                             $6.65&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment I saw the grand total, my eyebrow raised. I stared at the cashier and I looked back again. I was hoping she will realised it. but she didn't. I think she was too, pissed of by the previous customer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mentioning about the previous customer, that fucked up &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;INDIAN&lt;/span&gt; customer, she really pisses me off. We, chinese here are trying to get stuff for chinese new year and there you are jamming up the queue just to do a refund for a can of milk which cost like about only a few dollars?! At that moment I was like ' hello! we never cause any disturbance when you black skin are celebrating your new year and here you are wasting everybody's time'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She can just make refund a little later right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing behind me were a PRC couple. They were complaining and the husband shouted in chinese. 'why the queue doesn't seem to move?' Thanks to that stupid ah nei auntie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'I hate all indians'- an unoffical statement.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wish to make this statement offical. I'm not stereotyping. It is just some personal experiences which I would like to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to curse and swear further more because today is eve of CNY. I want a peaceful year ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;HAPPY LUNAR NEW YEAR!   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-1541575215373643036?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/1541575215373643036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=1541575215373643036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/1541575215373643036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/1541575215373643036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2007/02/lucky-new-year.html' title='lucky new year'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-8291657899918230757</id><published>2007-02-15T06:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:28:57.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RdRvf27FEFI/AAAAAAAAAB4/rc_Up0-RJXg/s1600-h/02-14-07_2320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RdRvf27FEFI/AAAAAAAAAB4/rc_Up0-RJXg/s200/02-14-07_2320.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031769276789624914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RdRvZm7FEEI/AAAAAAAAABw/JqsIftss-Kk/s1600-h/02-14-07_1458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RdRvZm7FEEI/AAAAAAAAABw/JqsIftss-Kk/s200/02-14-07_1458.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031769169415442498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body is beautifully decorated with bruises on v. day because I fell down the stairs the day before feb 13, 2007 (what a day for me!).  Damn it! Now, I have to spend time to take care of my wounds so that it won't leave scars on my legs and body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you andy! LUB YOU LOTS!&lt;br /&gt;Town was flooded with couples and every girl had a bouquet of flowers on their hand. I see roses, lilies, sunflowers, tulips everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;See that dish above?&lt;br /&gt;Salmon and Lamb @ phin's steakhouse.&lt;br /&gt;Deco: 2.3 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Taste: 2.2 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Service: 1.5 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;It was as impressive as I thought. My friend told me that their steak is good but judging by just one dish, I don't think i will go back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-8291657899918230757?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/8291657899918230757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=8291657899918230757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/8291657899918230757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/8291657899918230757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2007/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s day...'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RdRvf27FEFI/AAAAAAAAAB4/rc_Up0-RJXg/s72-c/02-14-07_2320.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-3623778861276811613</id><published>2007-02-15T06:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:28:57.694-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day of school</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RdRp927FEDI/AAAAAAAAABg/R0AsU2bYOdU/s1600-h/02-12-07_1354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RdRp927FEDI/AAAAAAAAABg/R0AsU2bYOdU/s200/02-12-07_1354.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031763195115933746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RdRp3m7FECI/AAAAAAAAABY/jHalnISINV0/s1600-h/02-12-07_1358.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RdRp3m7FECI/AAAAAAAAABY/jHalnISINV0/s200/02-12-07_1358.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031763087741751330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yummy Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;Sakae sushi for the last day of year 2. &lt;br /&gt;Thank you Gloria for the lunch.&lt;br /&gt;The bill was $172 ++ .&lt;br /&gt;We each paid Gloria $15 each.&lt;br /&gt;so, she paid about $80 +  instead.&lt;br /&gt;    Last day of year 2...&lt;br /&gt;Memories (happy + sad)&lt;br /&gt;I will remember E26R and E37B always!&lt;br /&gt;Love ya'll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-3623778861276811613?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/3623778861276811613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=3623778861276811613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/3623778861276811613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/3623778861276811613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2007/02/last-day-of-school.html' title='Last day of school'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RdRp927FEDI/AAAAAAAAABg/R0AsU2bYOdU/s72-c/02-12-07_1354.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-2042770845594506515</id><published>2007-02-12T08:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:28:58.199-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To die for</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RdCanG7FEBI/AAAAAAAAABM/0iCD-vmR7xQ/s1600-h/IMG_2021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RdCanG7FEBI/AAAAAAAAABM/0iCD-vmR7xQ/s200/IMG_2021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030690780436828178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 Feb 2007: I went to bugis junction to take pictures of daniel wu and louis koo. They popped by singapore to promote the latest movie, a CNY blockbuster Protege. You realised there's no picutres of louis koo, this is because the pictures of him are CMI. All I took was Daniel wu. Frankly speaking, they looked differently on screen and real life. Conclusion is HANDSOME!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, fulin and i went to eat chong qing steamboat. After steamboat, we went on to eat dessert. Everything went wrong after dessert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took bus 851 opposite mos burger. After a few stops, fulin asked me whether we board the right bus. I gave a stupid reply. 'all buses leads to the interchange'. After another few more stops, I start to wonder are we on the right bus. Fulin bugged me to ask the bus driver. I refused. We just go on and on and finally, fulin gave up. No, she did not ask the bus driver but instead she ask the auntie sitting behind us. _|```|0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auntie says this bus ends at red hill interchange. At this very moment, the bus stopped. opposite i saw Tiong Bahru plaza. Damn! Right bus but wrong route. We quickly got down and we landed up taking the train. This is called blind leading the blind and both fall into the long kang. Both of us were jaded. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yawnz. I want to go sleep already. Happy day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-2042770845594506515?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/2042770845594506515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=2042770845594506515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/2042770845594506515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/2042770845594506515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2007/02/to-die-for.html' title='To die for'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RdCanG7FEBI/AAAAAAAAABM/0iCD-vmR7xQ/s72-c/IMG_2021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-8721919381540333944</id><published>2007-02-11T05:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T18:49:49.724-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my eyes are playing tricks on me.</title><content type='html'>I'm really burnt out recently. My reaction is slowed down a second. My eyes keep playing tricks on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eye played a trick on me yesterday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on the way home on bus 857.  The bus was packed with bangra. I stood for a few stops before securing a seat. I sat at the window seat. As soon as i sat down, i doze off. After sometime, i was awaken by the sudden jerk of the bus. I was in a daze at that point of time. My eyes panned and I stopped when I saw a girl standing.... i don't want to speak of it.. .it's creepy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-8721919381540333944?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/8721919381540333944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=8721919381540333944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/8721919381540333944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/8721919381540333944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-eyes-are-playing-tricks-on-me.html' title='my eyes are playing tricks on me.'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-7517360542201022695</id><published>2007-02-06T06:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T06:32:51.502-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hana kimi</title><content type='html'>I'm addicted to hana kimi!!! OH NO!~ This is bad. This is the first time i'm so obsessed over a drama serial. n it's a idol drama! The very cliche ones! This is not a good sign. It is damn freakin' hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reasons for addiction:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;number 1: Chun Chun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;number 2: chen jia hua  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;number 3: plot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;number 4: characters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really attracted to chun! He's so handsome?! No, more than that. Besides being tall, built body, big eyes, I felt it's his pleasant personality that makes him stand out. That's his star appeal. ooo... He is hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's cute in hana kimi. He's charming in tokyo juilet. He's cool in K.O. one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If  you see me laughing alone in front of the computer screen  in class,  please ignore me because I'm watching hana kimi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(FYI: chun chun is wu chun aka goh kiat chun &amp; chen jia hua is ella from S.H.E.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE CHUN CHUN!!! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-7517360542201022695?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/7517360542201022695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=7517360542201022695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/7517360542201022695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/7517360542201022695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2007/02/hana-kimi.html' title='hana kimi'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-134282030293305834</id><published>2007-01-28T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T08:13:55.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A night to remember</title><content type='html'>27th january 2007- a night to remember. S.H.E. rock the show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the repertoire wasn't as impressive as the one at Hong Kong, but I felt they gave their best shot @ singapore indoor stadium last night. Everything was good except the sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selina, hebe and ella were fabulous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selina was the prettiest yesterday.  She's HOT!  Her solo dance wow the crowd but there was a part she was about to do the chair dance. She's supposed to clip her skirt up but she couldn't clip back. She ended up dancing with her boxers and a sports bra!!! My nose almost bleed! BUT HEY, Hot is not the point. She really look very pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella was as usual cool. The solo performance on the piano singing 'ai hen jian dan' by david tao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hebe- DIAO. The girl with the 'attitude'.  The way she introduce Fei Lun Hai was cute. ' let's welcome my four boyfriends'. Her solo was the drums performance followed by the encore 'superstar'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their second guest was sun yan zi. They sang her song 'first day'. Ella expressed her admiration for her. She imitated her and sang her song 'kai shi dong le' which won a round of applause from the audience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like I was on drugs that night. I was damn freaking high! I then realised I can sing their every song. arrrr~ this is scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A concert 'to die for'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what? Before I wrote this entry, I saw a piece of news. SHOCKED, STUNNED and SADDED. Actress Xu wei lun died in a car accident earlier this evening on her way to tai chung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also read a piece of online news with experts  saying that this year is a bad year for the entertainment industry.  S.H.E will go through a lot of troubles like popularity going downhill and contract problem. Hey, I have this gut feeling that this prophecy will come true (if u hear or see E-news) It's just a matter time. BUT HEY, I believe in something; everything is in control so, not to worry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-134282030293305834?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/134282030293305834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=134282030293305834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/134282030293305834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/134282030293305834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2007/01/night-to-remember.html' title='A night to remember'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-5642637799330951535</id><published>2007-01-14T06:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T06:51:47.034-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Homeless</title><content type='html'>Friday night, crystal's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night, sharon's birthday chalet @  costa sands down town east.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 nights... outside... I miss my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't afford to fall sick again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to breakdown any moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-H-O-L-I-D-A-Y-S-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-5642637799330951535?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/5642637799330951535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=5642637799330951535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/5642637799330951535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/5642637799330951535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2007/01/homeless.html' title='Homeless'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-7553869559868881032</id><published>2007-01-11T04:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:28:58.541-08:00</updated><title type='text'>so long...</title><content type='html'>I bought a pair of nike low cut dunks but i took so long to upload it to my computer and to blog it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RaYsvoKBpeI/AAAAAAAAAAk/LCvQKxuUyoY/s1600-h/01-07-07_2104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 297px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RaYsvoKBpeI/AAAAAAAAAAk/LCvQKxuUyoY/s320/01-07-07_2104.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018748031495939554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sorry if i can't rotate it cos i'm too lazy to adjust it... haha... this is how it looks like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've found another interesting picture in my handphone too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RaYt8IKBpfI/AAAAAAAAAAs/2Kf41U_IMmw/s1600-h/01-09-07_1236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RaYt8IKBpfI/AAAAAAAAAAs/2Kf41U_IMmw/s320/01-09-07_1236.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018749345755932146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't know who took this one. what the heck?! so unglam... arrrr....  but it look like a photographer and model having communication breakdown.  That retarded model is me~ hoho!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-7553869559868881032?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/7553869559868881032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=7553869559868881032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/7553869559868881032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/7553869559868881032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2007/01/so-long.html' title='so long...'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RaYsvoKBpeI/AAAAAAAAAAk/LCvQKxuUyoY/s72-c/01-07-07_2104.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-3615704201624760941</id><published>2007-01-07T22:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T22:24:22.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Afraid</title><content type='html'>I'm afraid of... many things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to lose... (not kiasu) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to speak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of the unknown...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and MYSELF...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hate myself sometimes... for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... I wondering...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-3615704201624760941?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/3615704201624760941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=3615704201624760941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/3615704201624760941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/3615704201624760941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2007/01/afraid.html' title='Afraid'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-8742792046056770113</id><published>2007-01-04T07:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T07:42:46.112-08:00</updated><title type='text'>is sick a crime?</title><content type='html'>KENA suan by liz this morning. sianz. Go to class sianz, keeping tell other classmates. I'm a bit pissed off. She told every classmate that came in saying that i'm fa sau' instead of 'fa shao'. The first one means getting bitchy?  the 2nd one literally means fever. Later it was about andy and me, she told me that yesterday i was not in class and andy don't want to reformat her laptop for her. erm... hey, i...  sia la~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THE WHOLE CLASS KNOWS ABOUT IT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abby. i left my ring at her house. Instead of passing straight to me, she passed it to andy instead. This morning andy passed me my ring. I was like... eh! How come this ring is with you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling, i'm not blaming you. Haha. Just taken aback by this morning's incident.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, u guys are my buddies sia.  You guys ask me, i will tell you what i know. The truth is,  I don't know anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, i suddenly believe in KARMA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not in school for 1 day, so many things happened. It seems that i missed out a lot of fun. hehez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanis darling came to find me to talk cock. Ai seh~ u remember me this friend? joking.  Haven't been talking to hanis for quite some time. I really miss the fun and laughter we shared. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To hanis: go smack the bitch. or try dropping hints to your boyfriend to show your discontentment. If not, last resort, BREAK! hahax...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys are insensitive creatures. Damn it lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not the issue, today C.G. we were asked to reflect on the good and bad things we did or remembered in 2006. One point that douglas brought up which i felt was rather true. Whenever a something good befalls on you, usually it will be followed by a bad. vice versa. It reminds me when i was young, my friend will usually say 'God is fair'.  It sounds like 'buy 1 get 1 free'.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk cock time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey latest news... rumour Aaron Kwok DIED because of women? hmm... oh yes, another thing a couple man 70 year old, woman 40 year old make out under the void deck. Ha!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My papa never come back home again~Yea! -_-|||&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-8742792046056770113?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/8742792046056770113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=8742792046056770113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/8742792046056770113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/8742792046056770113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2007/01/is-sick-crime.html' title='is sick a crime?'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-4331779062876154624</id><published>2007-01-03T22:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T06:00:33.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn my pop</title><content type='html'>I had damn serious sore throat this morning so i did not went  school. My ufking father said i feigned sick to escape from school. I was so damn pissed off~ idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'you know who' bought breakfast for me this morning. I was so touched. you came all the way from hougang. That's very sweet of you darling. thank you so so much, *muackz*. By the way, i think i must have looked very unglam, hair in a mess. arrr~~~ luckily my mom wasn't at home and my papa was in the room. I opened the door quietly. shh... when my mom came back and asked who bought that, i just fake up a story and hmm... saying i need to pass my friend something, he came to my house and i asked him to on the way, buy breakfast for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a nightmare this morning, i dreamt that i was having fever but i went out with my primary school friends at northpoint to discuss about chalet. I dreamt of linda, ziying, alicia and varian. Halfway through, i was getting cold and my body starts to get wobbly. woh~~ i felt my whole body is swollen especially my head. Den bam! my mommy woke me up to drink that bitter herbal tea. I asked her about my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on, i went for interview with crystal darling. came back and was down with fever. fucked up. I was forced to see a doc but i insisted not to go. I get my mommy to buy panadol EXTRA and i pop 2 tablets before i went to bed. Now here i am, blogging. damn it la, my cousin woke me up to ask me about wireless setup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey was that nightmare a indication that i was going to fall sick later? hmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-4331779062876154624?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/4331779062876154624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=4331779062876154624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/4331779062876154624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/4331779062876154624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2007/01/damn-my-pop.html' title='Damn my pop'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-2746812264990323828</id><published>2007-01-01T06:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T07:06:22.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my new year resolutions</title><content type='html'>Happy new year! today is 1st january 2007. Just woke up from bed... yawnz. I went to Crystal's house for countdown. Guess what? I ended up saying happy new year to her @ cheers! near her house. What a way to celebrate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, the RP gang were at her block down stairs slacking. I followed her mother up to get cups, tissue and hmm,   absolut vodka and Hennesy V.S.O.P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like the bartender. I mixed the drinks for them. More 7UP, less vodka. I don't want them to get drunk but i got drunk instead. I drank the Hennesy. sia la, almost bottoms up the whole bottle. Got drunk, talk rubbish. Hey, i don't even know how on earth did crystal took my hp and called andy. Alamak. news spread. now everyone knows i'm drunk. u know what, although i'm drunk but i know i'm safe. That's why i chose to get drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when they came to me n say i know, everything. i was like, hmm... what did i say? I watched confession of pain and in the movie, Takeshi Kaneshiro asked this, why do people like to drink alcohol when it is so hard to swallow ? Tony leung answered, because it is hard to swallow. hmm, this is a stupid answer. But somehow i felt it make sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2006 is a great year! many happy memories, e26r. The best class! My superficial yet wonderful friends. RP gang: jason, nehemiah, alvin, sharon, crystal, avril, elaine, li yan, martin, heng yu, dao. lub you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, crapping time! my new year resolutions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I want to live a year without regrets.&lt;br /&gt;2. I want to have a balance life.&lt;br /&gt;3. I... love my friends more? (donno what am i talking about)&lt;br /&gt;4. I want to go home early.&lt;br /&gt;5. Save money&lt;br /&gt;6. Get a job.&lt;br /&gt;7. I want to study hard.&lt;br /&gt;8. Any boyfriend? (hmm, don't think so much)&lt;br /&gt;9.&lt;br /&gt;10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For 9 and 10, i haven't thought of it yet. I'll fill up later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To na and chew: hey, i don't mean it. Try putting yourself in my shoes. sorry. I know i'm in wrong and i'm not defending for myself. I know. That's all i can say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-2746812264990323828?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/2746812264990323828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=2746812264990323828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/2746812264990323828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/2746812264990323828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-new-year-resolutions.html' title='my new year resolutions'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-7225241406507928640</id><published>2006-12-07T00:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:28:59.011-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's complicated</title><content type='html'>joanna ask me why i so long never talk to her. answer: cos i got no time, i'm tired, don't feel that there is a need to talk. she said she sad. Hey, Some things are better to be left unknown. The more you know, the more complicated it will get. I'd rather I be the one being sad and worried, den ten people getting worried and sad for me. Don't ask me why break? why this why that? okay? I hate the word W-H-Y or anything that starts with W. I will tell when i want to say. For now, i don't feel there is a need to tell. I'm fine and i'm happy. I love my mother and my frenz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nana, if you see this, i want to say I LUB YOU. Don't be sad. I will talk to you MORE in the future. Both, on fone and msn. you're right, i don't get to see you everyday. Nowadays, we don't meet up to go to school, neither did we go home together after school. We only meet outsude school time to play or go shopping. Thanks for the pictures. I don't even know we took so many pics at sun plaza. Here are 2 of the many we took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RXfXwUAzS-I/AAAAAAAAAAU/50P2KeTTZNI/s1600-h/SP_A1160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RXfXwUAzS-I/AAAAAAAAAAU/50P2KeTTZNI/s320/SP_A1160.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005706735851359202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See, cam whoring @ sun plaza! I hate to act cute but i have to do it becos of her. arrr~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RXfXiUAzS9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/SNJjzNyHc0g/s1600-h/SP_A1159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RXfXiUAzS9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/SNJjzNyHc0g/s320/SP_A1159.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005706495333190610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ahhh~~ my hair! Gone. I'm short hair now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Damn, i'm so hungry now. Haha, just finished cooking dinner for my family... i'm off to enjoy my dinner now!&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/27252652-7225241406507928640?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/7225241406507928640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=7225241406507928640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/7225241406507928640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/7225241406507928640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-complicated.html' title='it&apos;s complicated'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3r_-M6SEHTI/RXfXwUAzS-I/AAAAAAAAAAU/50P2KeTTZNI/s72-c/SP_A1160.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-1674284945535961943</id><published>2006-12-05T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T07:42:42.518-08:00</updated><title type='text'>G207 music appreciation</title><content type='html'>Today is the last day of the module selection and i chose music appreciation for elective. CRAP. I just found out from hanis that students are to write a 2000 word essay. I was like what the heck?! 2000 word?! isn't it the same as the pp report? Write about? Mozart? Chopin? History of them? G major, E minor scale? oh dear.  I thought it was a slack module. That's what i heard from mr david  chow. According to what he says, PPT can by finished by 1230. When I heard that i was like WA! so shiok ar? Little did i/ we know what's behind this module. arrr... felt so cheated.  abby,  guang and liz don't know this news yet. Should i break the news to them or let them find out themselves? hmm... i need to contemplate. None of them is online now. Tell them tomorrow cos anyway we are going to k box tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can someone tell me how to appreciate music? Chester? Jamie? Tell me!!! Oh God please tell me! I guess i have to go revise all my scales and read up on Mozart and gang. (and gang?! hehe, i donno how to spell their names.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-1674284945535961943?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/1674284945535961943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=1674284945535961943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/1674284945535961943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/1674284945535961943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2006/12/g207-music-appreciation.html' title='G207 music appreciation'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-3206077886343229731</id><published>2006-12-05T06:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T07:27:17.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'>just say if you like.</title><content type='html'>I realized one weakness in young people nowadays. They are cowards and i have to admit i'm one of the cowards too! Young people nowadays are too reserved and dare not to express their feelings to the people they like. If i like the person, just tell her that u like him/ her lorz. You'll never know what is going to happen next. So what if you get rejected? At least you've tried before. No point writing and hinting it as personal message on your msn. The person won't know cos people nowaways are stupid and insensitive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'i've tried but i just can't get you off my mind.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'after so long... i realise i still mis u...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'will you ever feel the same way about me?  o wells...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall not mention names. These are taken from my msn contact list.  All are from RP. Go find out yourself.  shh... if you know who.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why. Is it because you are afraid that after expressing how you feel, friendship will be hurt? So you chose to stay put and wait until you become ah gong and ah ma? Most people are often caught in the middle. But, hey, ever thought how the other party feel? What if he or she is waiting for you to take the first step? I'm feeling ambiguous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-3206077886343229731?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/3206077886343229731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=3206077886343229731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/3206077886343229731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/3206077886343229731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2006/12/just-say-if-you-like.html' title='just say if you like.'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-5149479955162873625</id><published>2006-12-04T04:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T05:31:17.637-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate the radio gate</title><content type='html'>I skipped today school for the mediacorp drama @ salvation army. Damn it. Today's lesson is very important but i'm not in class. It's about screenplay!!!! GG. I waited outside the radio gate for 1 1/2 hours, Sun tanning away. _|```|O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally get to see how a real shoot works. The lightings, the diffuser, gels, camera etc. I took notice of the 3 point lighting and the camera angles on the moniter. cool. The moniter screen so BIG! A 12 inch tv. I peeped into the cue sheet of the producer. The table has shot, shot size, description, takes, remarks. I don't know what is shot size. The number of takes comes in a table of numbers: 1, 4, 7 etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The director's voice was real LOUD. ACTION! They did a lot of dolly shots. Dolly shots on teresa and the audience. I realized that the director's eyes are very sharp and he is very particular about every little detail in the whole shot such as the posture of the actors. No wonder he's called a director. Such small little detail can make a lot of difference to the shot. I saw mediacorp stars such as felicia chin. she's tall! She smiled at me, so i smiled back lorz. diao.&lt;br /&gt;I've been teaching teresa for 3 days.  _|```|O Keep telling her not to be nervous. She did what i've taught her. Thank God. But still, In the end I have to dub. Director took a close up shot of my fingers playing the guitar. sianz.  _|```|O  I hate the lights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story damn cliche but I almost forgot, it's a TV drama.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-5149479955162873625?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/5149479955162873625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=5149479955162873625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/5149479955162873625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/5149479955162873625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-hate-radio-gate.html' title='I hate the radio gate'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-1520028318871141104</id><published>2006-12-03T03:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T03:47:52.195-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Belief.</title><content type='html'>My mama woke me up this morning and brought me to bugis to get my sprained finger treated. Tired sia! Pain ah! This uncle uses chopsticks to treat his patients. I find it amazing. He poked chopsticks all over my hand, rubbed and pull a little here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of getting my finger treated. An auntie came by. Waiting to get treated. My mama asked if she was the first time. She said no but she said it after the treatment, her stiff neck did improve. I was like, okay. She said that this is just subjective or process to get better. (i can't remember clearly) but there's one thing she said that i remembered. Only God can give us instant healing. Wahahaha! My back facing her but my heart said Amen! Followed by a scream because the uncle hit my acupoint!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-1520028318871141104?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/1520028318871141104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=1520028318871141104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/1520028318871141104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/1520028318871141104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2006/12/belief.html' title='Belief.'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-1187453630418551021</id><published>2006-12-02T07:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T07:24:22.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'>life sux</title><content type='html'>will a person die of fatigue? ahhh, i want to faint already!  I'm so tired! Stiff shoulders and neck, tired legs, swollen finger tips, sprained middle fingers. Can someone sponsor a wall for me? I want to go bang against it.  Oh gosh! I'm going crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes! I haven't write my PP proposal. CRAP! AHHHH~~~!!!! Jesus Christ! SAVE ME! FYP?! nononono... I'm coughing like a tuberculosis patient. Thanks to the xiao long bao @ ding tai feng. Captain's Ball postpone to next feburary? This is nonsense. RP holiday school? Slacker school? My FOOT! STRESS AH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think i'm gonna work all the way during the holidays. I'm gonna complete my PP first. Otherwise I will cry. BIG time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To andy: hey, still love sick? sorry for all the excuses, i need some time to settle down cos everything came to abrupt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-1187453630418551021?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/1187453630418551021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=1187453630418551021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/1187453630418551021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/1187453630418551021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2006/12/life-sux.html' title='life sux'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-4603911337380145686</id><published>2006-11-27T06:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T07:18:46.548-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medical'/><title type='text'>Andropause</title><content type='html'>Just before i go to sleep tonight. I want to share some stuff i saw when i was waiting for my turn to see the doc at the clinic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across this poster  on the wall of the clinic. It says Andropause. I wonder what kinda illness was that? I continued reading. The poster says it happens to men over the age of 40. The symptoms are low sex drive, lack of energy etc. This is due to low testosterone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is testosterone? Testosterone is a hormone which helps to build protein and is essential for normal sexual behavior and producing erections. It is to males what estrogen is to females.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, if you have any of the symptoms mentioned above, do consult your family doc. HahAx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is nonsense, stop it! errrr... okay, talk cock time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what?! Today i must really say something. I cannot stand the air con in class. It's killing me!!!! I'm so cold and i'm having a damn serious flu lah. I'll take a long time to recover thanks to RP.&lt;br /&gt;Talking about cold. My fren is now at NYC. wahaha. She said there is cold. wooo...~~~. The people there don't understand what the heck she was talking about. They will go like huh?! and than answer her. Ha! need time to absorb and decipher what the heck she is talking about. The food portion damn big, everyday burger. I was like wa! sure FAT FAT FAT.&lt;br /&gt;FAT- are you overweight? nah, that's not the point. lolx. Rubbish. I want to oink oink already. Otherwise got pimples ar! Experts say that the best time to slp is 11pm-1am. 11pm your body will start to sleep. 1am, your skin will become active cos they are changing cells for the new day. Go sleep now! I've missed my sleeping time! arrrr~~ *coughs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-4603911337380145686?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/4603911337380145686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=4603911337380145686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/4603911337380145686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/4603911337380145686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2006/11/andropause.html' title='Andropause'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-2687071660917597029</id><published>2006-11-27T06:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T06:48:00.014-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talking cock.'/><title type='text'>How to keep secrets?</title><content type='html'>Go to a moutain top and find a tree. In Singapore, there is not mountain, only hill. That is red hill. Ney mind. Just go up a slope, find any tree there. Dig a hole and whisper all your secrets into the hole and than use mud/ soil/ grass to seal it up. The secret will be remain unknown forever.  (from the movie in the mood for love)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find this way of keeping secrets is  lame but on the on the other hand, it is quite cool. A tree is a living thing but yet it can't talk. Some people will tell secrets to their pets or soft toy. which are you? Or do you have any special way to keep secrets?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is the meaning of secret?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-2687071660917597029?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/2687071660917597029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=2687071660917597029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/2687071660917597029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/2687071660917597029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2006/11/how-to-keep-secrets.html' title='How to keep secrets?'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-2373412442837049928</id><published>2006-11-25T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T07:58:34.315-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>and the winner is...</title><content type='html'>43th Golden Horse awards has come to an end. The results were surprising. Aaron Kwok, got the best actor for 2 consecutive years! Last year was san cha kou, this year is fu zi. Sadly, i didn't get to see both films. San cha kou was screened on cinemas last year, but i missed it. Fu zi was not screened in singapore yet. If it happened to screen in singapore cinemas, I will definitely go watch it! As i expected, Best actress was zhou xun; perhaps love. She's a good actress, seen quite a number of her movies. The recent one, the banquet (ye yan). I think i need to go borrow DVDs to watch. Best feature film, fu zi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really think asian films are getting better these recent years. Especially chinese films. Only the recent 3-4 years than i know how to appreciate chinese films. I've been watching a lot of chinese films and i find them really amazing! I think 'potatoes' (the ang mor pai) should watch chinese films. I'm trying to act like a cultured woman, watching all those 'chim chim' chinese artistic films.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nonono... Although i act act, but some of them i really understand lah! mai siao siao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-2373412442837049928?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/2373412442837049928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=2373412442837049928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/2373412442837049928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/2373412442837049928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2006/11/and-winner-is.html' title='and the winner is...'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-6875612846383864147</id><published>2006-11-21T07:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T08:00:40.296-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrity'/><title type='text'>Meet the star</title><content type='html'>Today I gave guitar lesson to a mediacorp actress. This is my first time teaching a person how to play guitar. No no no, I'm not there to teach her how to play. I'm hired to teach her how to pose. Haha! How to be a poser!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess who is she? ah ha! Campus superstar female champion, Teresa! She's younger tha n me (guess so...hmm, yea). I thought she will speak to me in english but she spoke to me in chinese. That surprises me. I had a hard time speaking chinese at that moment cos my mode was tune to english and not chinese. I took quite a while to switch back to chinese. We had a chat a few minutes before the class ended. Ha! she said my accent don't sound like singaporean... I replied 'oh really?! haha! i'm holding a pink IC.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her friend was a bit distracting in class but he asked me if he could stay in. I find no reason to reject him so i agreed. I think her fren was there and she cannot concentrate. Her boy friend was from RP. I think he is also an actor,  starring in the same TV drama as her. Whatever, anyway i'm not really into campus superstar or whatever singing contests.  She looks shorter in person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, tomorrow we shall move to block E3 for lesson. Watch out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-6875612846383864147?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/6875612846383864147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=6875612846383864147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/6875612846383864147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/6875612846383864147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2006/11/meet-star.html' title='Meet the star'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-723953640927115154</id><published>2006-11-20T07:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T07:32:12.992-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fortune'/><title type='text'>Do i look like a street directory?</title><content type='html'>I felt that everywhere i go, people will ask me for directions. From, kids to adults, Ang mors to cheenas. arrrr... i'm getting irritated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i work,  customers will ask me for directions. When i go shopping, ang morz will ask me for directions. Now i'm not let off even when i go to school!!!! aRRRrrRRrr...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to quote a phrase from my Sister Liz. 'Life sux'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, this morning, I took 169 to school. If you take 169 from AMK, u will have to cross the overhead bridge to get to school. Just before the stairs of the over head bridge, there's a parking stop which says, 'for authorized vehicles only'. A taxi stopped there and a lady (she sound like a maid), came out and  stopped me.  she asked me" how do you get to woodlands ave 9?" I said this is already woodlands ave 9. Just than, that taxi ah zek (uncle) came out and show me a map. ah zek" how to go this place?" At that instant, 3 lines appeared at the side of my forehead. -_- |||&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_|```|O   I was rushing to class and there they are wasting my precious time. Gosh! I just told them it's just round the corner. HeeeHeee. I don't even know where the place was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just pray that u get the correct place! Why do i always get this kinda of shit?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i was early. Thank God. hahax I'm the first one to reach class! laugh out loud! MUAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One big piece of news! I've cut my hair! I felt so light now. from so long to so short. I never regret after cutting. I felt refreshed after cutting. I'm 18 year old now. i told myself ' time to grow up!'  From Tuesday onwards, you will see a brand new me! 'Hi, I'm a new, nice to meet you! what's your name?' nice intro rite?  No more lame jokes (tell me it's no more), I'm getting down to serious business dudes! C-H-A-N-G-E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;-S-U-R-P-R-I-S-E-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-723953640927115154?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/723953640927115154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=723953640927115154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/723953640927115154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/723953640927115154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2006/11/do-i-look-like-street-directory.html' title='Do i look like a street directory?'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-116369174873138559</id><published>2006-11-16T07:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:54:07.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My train of thoughts</title><content type='html'>I remembered what i want to write. I was trying to come out with a melody. I was sitting in front of my keyboard. Finally, something came out of my brainz. The sad thing is, the thing was not saved into my brainz yet and my sister just barged into my room and KP me. Everything's gone!!! arrr!!! diao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, that's it. the end! bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-116369174873138559?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/116369174873138559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=116369174873138559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/116369174873138559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/116369174873138559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-train-of-thoughts.html' title='My train of thoughts'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-116369141973060627</id><published>2006-11-16T07:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:54:07.047-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new thesis</title><content type='html'>Alright, I did wrote in my previous entries saying that i'm gonna write on some interesting. Thank you for the feedbacks on my taggie board! hahax. Greatly appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear shepherd gave me this link that is about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christian Apologetics and Research Minstry. &lt;/span&gt;you can go and take a look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the Link: www.carm.org&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized i enjoy researching and reading stuff. Now i found something interesting. Cult groups. haha. U think i'm out of my mind. I just read on this group called Jehovah Witness. some of my friends told me to be careful when i read. Yea, i know and i'm still standing strong. No worries. My faith will only get stronger and not weaker! Alright, that's not the point. This group of people&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; go door to door, want              you to do 'book' studies with              them, and teach doctrines not in              line with the Bible. They              are persistent and well trained              by the Watchtower Organization. (sorry if the font is different cos i copy n paste from the site)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, i donno what happened to my fonts. The words are all in BOLD now! From what i know (cos i heard from my fren [sheep-mate] ), they don't believe in artifical prolong of life. For example, if u got kidney failure, you cannot change kidney. Cos if God wanna take u away, u cannot run away. erm, you only can pray, pray and PRAY! Fair enough, to pray is the right thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's not talk about this, very tiring. If u wanna read more, go to the link i give. Time to crap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Just now andy ask me&lt;br /&gt;miyavizm (andy):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hey, do you find me disturbing at times?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to shave my hair! {keyboard-ing} (me):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;yea, cos wrong timing. but alright lah, cos i never really talk to u in class, so chat online lorz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;miyavizm (andy):&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna disturb ppl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;miyavizm (andy):&lt;br /&gt;is just like tat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;miyavizm (andy):&lt;br /&gt;im too bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;miyavizm (andy):&lt;br /&gt;no one talk to at home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, this is part of the conversation. Andy, u r a cool guy, do you have any interests. passion or hobbies? Try looking into it, maybe you will find something you are interested in and it can also fill your boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyoh, I forgot what i wanna say. dotz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/27252652-116369141973060627?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/116369141973060627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=116369141973060627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/116369141973060627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/116369141973060627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2006/11/new-thesis.html' title='new thesis'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-116317535484287800</id><published>2006-11-10T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:54:06.961-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am i scary?</title><content type='html'>My fren told me i'm scary. Being my fren is tiring. Oh yeah?! maybe it is or maybe you have not understand me well enough. Many people seem to understand me but not really. people who know well enough knows that i'm actually very quiet. My words will get lesser as the days goes by. The 'joker' me is just trying to entertain people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I don't talk to you doesn't mean i give you attitude. It's just that i don't wanna talk or talk to you. Air-headed. I don't feel like it. It's just a feel. I'm a feeler. Everyone sees me as a lamer, noisy kid but in reality i'm not. Not everyone is able to see that. I'm surprised that one of my classmate observed it and he told me. I think only he understands me. thanks dude. U know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, tomorrow i'm going to get my hair cut and start afresh. short or not?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-116317535484287800?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/116317535484287800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=116317535484287800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/116317535484287800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/116317535484287800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2006/11/am-i-scary.html' title='Am i scary?'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-116300068248692685</id><published>2006-11-08T07:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:54:06.892-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sensitivity</title><content type='html'>After today's lesson, I realized a lot and i'm enlightened. Different people have different sensitvity levels. some are totally insensitive. I shall not mention names. Some are over sensitive. I shall not mention names again. alright, i belong to this group. why i belong to this group? simple cos i don trust people easily as i got hurt before. by who? A fren. ney mind, that's not the issue here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did something really amazing today! I'm able to control my temper! Praise God! Thank God! I almost screamed at my teamamate but i swallowed my temper down. This teammate of mine is really a piece of wood. sensitivity level zero! Living in his own world. I shall not mention names again! u know who. dim sum. oops! sorry. i missed the har gaw and siew mai at tong lok too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 'you know who' sounds like Lord Vodemort in Harry Potter. hahax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take for example, i did a crazy thing today. I kissed abby!!! No lah, I kissed my own thumb only. Everyone freaked out. You know, jaws dropped, crows flew pass, pigs were flying and the skies turned green. Not forgetting the unicorn which just whizz passed. Auntie Rach asked me to keep a arm length away from her. I was thinking, come'on lah, i'm not interested in you anyway. I'm STRAIGHT! I almost faint everytime i go near you. Waaa.. as if she go BO (body odour). No lah, family and frenz, jing ting is a nice girl, she bathe n pray daily. muahaha. wth?! what am i talking about?! alright, pls delete it from ur HDD. and i mean PERMANENTLY delete!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why buang is asked to leave? tell me why? I just got to know better about him and i'm beginning to like him and he's gone. humph. This is so unfair. I mean i totally agree with my classmate. She said that we always talk sensitive issues like SEX n PORN (let's be open) but y when he talk about it u guys were like uh~?! just becos he's a faci n he should be treated this way?! I mean be open lah! Although there are a lot of stories about him but i don really bother cos those are the past, what i know about him is now. The present him- I only know that he's a cool faci n nice guy who care and concerns about his student grades. He gives more attention to gals but i mean if u have the capability to do it, he won't hinder you and he will let you do it. Probably this is just my point of view. Others may not agree to what i said. hahaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget it, let's drop this subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to be 18 in another 1/2 an hour time! yea! Although i typed 'yea', my feeling is as still as water. I got no excitement. Probably as one gets older, you won't be that enthu. cos mentally old and tired. (what am i talking about again) To all old people out there: u will understand what i meant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just chatted with andy just now and honestly speaking, i like this brother. He's really cool. We just shoot whatever we feel n guess what? 'great mind thinks alike'. I anticipating your surprise dude! You like R a not? hahax.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-116300068248692685?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/116300068248692685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=116300068248692685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/116300068248692685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/116300068248692685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2006/11/sensitivity.html' title='sensitivity'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-116282357706236417</id><published>2006-11-06T06:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:54:06.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Hajri birthday</title><content type='html'>According to the Islamic calender  my birthday is on  Wednesday 29 Raby` al-awal 1409 A.H. (Gregorian to Hijri)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hijri date is the Islamic calendar.  It started in the moon year in  which prophet Muhammad &lt;img src="http://www.islamicfinder.org/saws.gif" align="bottom" /&gt;  immigrated from Makkah to Madinah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool rite? Thanks Hanis. I saw this on her blog and went to try it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoy can go try it out too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the url:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.islamicfinder.org/dateConversion.php?mode=ger-hij&amp;day=9&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;month&lt;br /&gt;=11&amp;year=1988&amp;amp;date_result=1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-116282357706236417?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/116282357706236417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=116282357706236417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/116282357706236417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/116282357706236417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-hajri-birthday.html' title='My Hajri birthday'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-116281910772256112</id><published>2006-11-06T05:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:54:06.748-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you</title><content type='html'>I want to say a BIG thank you to my family and frenz. Joanna, ah chew, jia chee, wai kiat, benjamin. Erm, not forgetting those who shared the present. I don't know who shared. hahax.. but still, thanks anyway. haha. I LUB YOU ALL!!!  MUACKZ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-116281910772256112?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/116281910772256112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=116281910772256112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/116281910772256112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/116281910772256112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2006/11/thank-you.html' title='Thank you'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-116281537591094535</id><published>2006-11-06T03:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:54:06.684-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is like a stage.</title><content type='html'>Just now my mama told me that one of our neighbours passed away. The cause of death is Lung Cancer. I was like huh? She don't smoke or anything. After my mother told me the whole story den i know. The cancer cells spread to her lungs from the spinal cord. Haix. She's only 50 years old. I heard from my mama that her last wish is to see her son get into polytechnic. I don't think she got the chance to see it happen. Her son can't be bothered about his studies. That's the saddest thing.  I feel sad for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. Crapping time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's lesson wasn't as hard/ as bored as i tot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a little tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-116281537591094535?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/116281537591094535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=116281537591094535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/116281537591094535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/116281537591094535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2006/11/life-is-like-stage.html' title='Life is like a stage.'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-116248415964353421</id><published>2006-11-03T00:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:54:06.611-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My birthday</title><content type='html'>so, next week is my birthday. 9th november. I'm still considering to go to school or not. It's a thursday. BUANG's lesson. Boring big time sia. I chatting with rachel and i realised my blog enteries were mainly nonsense. I think i should seriously consider what am i going write next time. Must got substance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This saturday i'm going out with my secondary school mates to celebrate my birthday. oh crap. steamboat again. Later will be another drinking session. I'm really training my liver or am i straining my liver? Before that,  got holy preparation at church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my birthday, i'm 18 years old. I think I really need to get down to some serious business. I've been playing and wasting away 17 years of my life. I cannot go on like this. I need to plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, when i say i need to plan, i will receive comments such as ' wa, sure a not? Not like your style leh' or ' mai siao siao, look who's talking?' or ' my toes are laughing, you just can't see it'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True enough, it is really not my style, i will not plan ahead. Not more than a month. Besides, i'm a messy person and my life is in a mess! Yo! Time to tidy up my room!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh no! I'm talking cock again. no no no no... cannot. wait, ney mind, even if i talk cock, I'm still not up to the standard where i can sell ice to eskimo! HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, alright. The next topic will be on some scientific thesis. For now, I'm reading up on the blair witch project. I don't know anyone remember this movie a not. It is based on a true story. If i remembered correctly, in the year 1994, a group of students/ filmmakers? (i'm not sure) went to this town to do their research. went into the woods, and never return. okay, let's not talk about it. I'm feeling uneasy now. middle of the night. arrrr... crap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me go back to my forte. talking cork! This time i'm not talking cock but talking cork. (alright, it's just a change of words but the meaning is the same)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I was inside the train. There was this guy standing right in front of me. The train reached woodlands. Everyone was about to get down. The door opened. alright, everyone got down and guess what? I was waiting for the guy in front of me to get down but he didn't! damn! He wasn't getting down but his actions and his body language shows he wants to get down n was waiting for people in front of him. I'll describe how he moved. He move forward a little as the train is approaching, he twitched his body from left to right, showing that he's waiting for the train to stop. MAN! I waited behind him like an idiot until the train door was about to close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz...k, that's all for the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-116248415964353421?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/116248415964353421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=116248415964353421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/116248415964353421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/116248415964353421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-birthday.html' title='My birthday'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-116247343043492920</id><published>2006-11-02T04:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:54:06.534-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why i SWEAR?</title><content type='html'>okay. Rach said that people swear because of? Heck care about this question first. I swear because people are not convinced by me. Why people don't trust me/ convinced by me? Not because I don't keep promises because of my character. I don't give a damn to anything (bochup) and I always joke around. NO ONE takes me seriously since young.  I'm not going to swear anymore.  A YES is a YES, a NO is a NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I confess. Danielle is my baptised name. Thanks sia. The name was so random. Not many know cos i nv say. I'm still trying to get use to this new name. How this name came about? I got this name in the toilet. C.gabrielle like the 'le' sound and her list of names have the 'le' behind. I never thought of adopting a new name but they say choose one lah. den i okay lorz.  If you happen to see this entry, please PLEASE don't call Danielle cosssss i won't answer, erm, i might not answer u. I'm trying to keep low profile. i hate attention. Please address as chen mei yun, yun, chin, Ah mee, ah bao or madam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear, no, i don't swear anymore. I want to say something, I'm sorry jingting! I'm sorry wenhe! I'm sorry fu guang! Sorry for teasing u guys all these while.  When i say sorry, i mean it . Please take me seriously this time.   我,  陳 美 雲,  在此 向 你們 說 聲 抱歉! WAHAHAHA. I sound so serious.   _|```|O (from train man)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, tomorrow going Singapore Binennale!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-116247343043492920?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/116247343043492920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=116247343043492920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/116247343043492920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/116247343043492920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2006/11/why-i-swear.html' title='Why i SWEAR?'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-116221005751726478</id><published>2006-10-30T20:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:54:06.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm curious</title><content type='html'>This morning, what crystal gabrielle (her baptized name) told me on saturday at the nu skin centre.  The founder of nu skin is a M (Go guess what it is). Hmm... it just struck my mind and i want to go and read about it. I also read about opus dei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to what crystal-gab and sharon told me, their faith is very weird.  They believe that women must give in to men. erm, give in in the sense that have S (the 3 letter word). I was like huh? They only recuit men as member. They have this ritual that men have sex with women and they will see Jesus if they hit orgasm. (all these might not be true cos ttz what my 2 friends told me) I was like erm.  It sounds like the movie da vinci code i saw but that was more on opus dei. Opus Dei is a Catholic organization founded by Pope John Paul the second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading from wiki, i was like...mmm...okay. So? I read just for my own info cos i'm full of curiousity but not to worry, after reading it, it didn't affect much of me. I'm still as strong as ever and i will get stronger! Let's not talk about this. It's a sensitive topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk cock time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wrote this lyrics last week and the title was 'deng ni shuo ai wo'. I haven got the melody  yet. LAZY to think. My sister (eunice) gave me this 2 sentences and ask me to continue. She told me her friend said that the senstences don't link. So what? I asked her to use ez-link! HAHA! (shivering...so cold) I read it and i told her to give me 15 mins. see what i can come out with. The time than was 11+? i can't remember. should be around there. what's next, I can't continue so told her i wrote a brand new one for her. WOO! I can't believe i said that! My chinese vocab really private limited sia! I think think think and think. No inspiration, no...nothing. Crap. I was praying for some ideas to come by and ah ha! suddenly, something struck my head! Thank God. okay, every song tells a story. The story is from 2...erm..no...3...erm... is 4 of my rather close friends. It might not be happening in them but based on my oberservation and imagination, the lyrics managed to came out. cool! To protect the identity of them, i shall not mention their names. I asked Ah Guang and Rach for help. They ask me why but i never say. haha, don SMACK me JING TING! I...m...soo...rry. Simple words. This song was written by me, co-written by guang cos he add and edited some parts. Must credit guang and rach. haha! paiseh ar! I suddenly feel that writing lyrics quite interesting. I want to write again. I got some song title in my mind: yi xiang qing yuan (unrequitted love), tao bi, bie xiang tai tuo. I find the song title cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what i told my sister friend when she wasn't confident to send her song for the competition? I told her, next time we won't be singing 'gae wo ni de ai' by Tank but we will be singing your song! Must have confidence in your work! If u think it is not good, it will really chialat. JAY CHOU won't be standing up high if he doesn't have confidence in his work. He is damn confident and His ego super big lorz! Those sentences were really random. I also don't know what went thru my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk cock session stop for the time being! I go do my RJ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-116221005751726478?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/116221005751726478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=116221005751726478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/116221005751726478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/116221005751726478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-curious.html' title='I&apos;m curious'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-116221748936534314</id><published>2006-10-30T05:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:54:06.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore Biennale: tanglin camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm gonna bring my digital camera this friday! Tell you. I'm gonna capture all of them unglam. BIG TIME! Wahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some pictures taken at the tanglin camp. It was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3519/1917/1600/DSC00418.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3519/1917/200/DSC00418.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Song di wannabe. Wee Siong don't act cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3519/1917/1600/DSC00417.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3519/1917/200/DSC00417.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sarah?! ah mui!!! Where are you? arr...found ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3519/1917/1600/DSC00415.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3519/1917/200/DSC00415.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rachel~ smack right down in the middle!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3519/1917/1600/DSC00414.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3519/1917/200/DSC00414.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3519/1917/1600/DSC00425.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3519/1917/320/DSC00425.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;model wannabe? Superstar wannabe? oh crap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3519/1917/1600/10-20-06_1854.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3519/1917/320/10-20-06_1854.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;who are they? haha! supposingly there's a bird like creature in the middle but my hp camera  capture it too slow. Left these 2 weird creatures standing there and pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-116221748936534314?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/116221748936534314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=116221748936534314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/116221748936534314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/116221748936534314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2006/10/singapore-biennale-tanglin-camp.html' title='Singapore Biennale: tanglin camp'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-116218770303084684</id><published>2006-10-30T01:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:54:06.262-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Title</title><content type='html'>What a boring day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning in the train. The train stopped at woodlands and i was about to get down. There was this tootpid uncle standing in front of me. I thought he wanted to get down too. So i waited for him to move. DUMB. He never move! i was like standing behind him and waiting like a idiot. The most irraitating part was the uncle moving his body from left to right as if he was waiting for the rest in front of him to get down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling asleep. The medicine i took made me drowsy... i'm sleepy! worse still, it's storywriting today. CRAP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-116218770303084684?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/116218770303084684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=116218770303084684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/116218770303084684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/116218770303084684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2006/10/no-title.html' title='No Title'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-116179404477622578</id><published>2006-10-25T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:54:06.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>chialat!</title><content type='html'>alamak. ah ku so long never blog sia. I almost forgot that i have a blog! wahaha! hmm, what makes me wanna blog is becos. BIG TIME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I took a cigarette from my classmate and smoke!&lt;br /&gt;2) I cannot open the final cut format files that i've saved last week! (GG)&lt;br /&gt;3) UTA not saved properly. Alina came to class to find me. (GG)&lt;br /&gt;4) Re-shoot.&lt;br /&gt;5) I'm not willing to accept the fact that all the stuff that i did was gone. I put so much effort it and it is gone with the click of  fingers? Jesus Christ!&lt;br /&gt;6) All the crap that happened on tues (hari raya).&lt;br /&gt;7) kena chopped by rach.&lt;br /&gt;8) I curse and swear the worse in my life. All the F***, cheesebun and lunchboxes start coming out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOSH! was that me?! I doubt so. After doing it, den i start to realised what am i doing? u freako?!  I really must pray and ask for forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, i wanna say a big thank you to rach, ah guang, luke, abby, daphne. Especially to rach and ah guang for encouraging me and not giving up on me. I LUB THE BOTH OF YOU! Wait, I still want to thank God for having such friends around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wa kaoz. i felt that i was writing letter sia. or maybe some last words before i go but all these words r from the bottom of my heart. I SWEAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, i realised something, I like to swear a lot. hmm, must stop swearing from now onwards. SWEARING don't seem to work. Cos promises are broken easily. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARrr... what the heck am i thinking and typing. The above 2 paragraphs starting from wa kaoz are just nonsense.  You can jolly well ignore it. crap, i'm talking cock again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chialat, so late already! I must ask for forgiveness. gtg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-116179404477622578?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/116179404477622578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=116179404477622578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/116179404477622578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/116179404477622578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2006/10/chialat.html' title='chialat!'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-1487844079131834381</id><published>2006-10-12T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T05:24:36.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired</title><content type='html'>I was damn freaking tired yesterday. I slept for only 3 hours. Friday was the who killed santa 2 event. It ended @ 2 and i reached home @ 3am in the morning. I ate my kimchi cup noodles, washed up went straight to bed. After 3 hours. I woke up @ 0730 in the morning to bathe and meet abby and company @ sentosa for work. Our job is to look after the drinks before the zouk stuff come and take over. It was hot and boring. But still, i get to see hunks and babes walking around siloso beach. haha! I got to know this hunk called Aaron. He is the in charge of red bull. The zouk out event starts @ 8pm. we had to rot until 0430 in the evening before we can leave. Damn tired. Please don't ask me to club anymore. I don't belong there. Unless u got a very good reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, i chiong to service. Alamak. I reached early and waited for crystal. Later i went to mos burger to eat becos i was freaking hungry. I ate a mos chicken and a small milk tea. we went late and praise and worship was over. We were in time for sermen. Phew. Li yan was surprise to see me cos she tot i wouldn't come. Yea. I came but was late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so damn freaking tired beocs i haven sleep for 2 days. on wednesday, I went to Gotham penthouse to support lisa's event. After reaching there, there was less than 30 people in there. Boring like shit. Mr andy suggested minstry of sound. argh... I went in and realised, woo~ a lot of people sia~! But sianz, my spirits were dampened by the crowd @ gotham penthouse.  I went 2 places. Gotham and mos. I reached home @ 3am. woke up early in the morning to find my shirt, only to realized my sister wore it. I called her and chiong down to novena to get her take off that shirt she was wearing. That white police polo tee. Some might have seen it before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was one of the team leaders for the event.  every team had 10 people. Team leaders were sipposed to facilitate the team members to find the clues and crack the case. They will report and tell me. During discussion, i was practically repeating what they said. When i've repeated, they were like " that's what we've said." i was like " oh, ok." Damn, i can't bring myself to forward. I kept repeating myself to remind me and think what am i supposed to say. Luckily I got team member who's very on the ball. Crystal. Tired as me but still very on the ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 sleepless nights! I'm going bonkers soon! I still tired now. I want to sleep more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-1487844079131834381?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/1487844079131834381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=1487844079131834381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/1487844079131834381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/1487844079131834381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2006/12/tired.html' title='Tired'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-3655178849411924377</id><published>2006-10-12T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T05:27:09.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to pronounce your name?</title><content type='html'>Hey, ever thought how your name will sound like if in chinese? (Those who had christian names) Yesterday crystal was talking about her baptism name, Gabrielle. Her mom said it sounds like gae bu liao meaning cannot give in chinese. haha. come to think about it, mine sounds like da niao (big bird). Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered in year 1, my classmates did a research on christian names translated to chinese. I notice something. when the names go with the surname 'Tan',  the chinese translation is funny~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben Tan=ben dan which means stupid&lt;br /&gt;nelson tan=niao shen dan which means bird laying egg&lt;br /&gt;Jason tan= je shen dan which means thief laying egg&lt;br /&gt;Jeremiah=je lai le mei you which means thief come already?&lt;br /&gt;sarah=sha la which means salad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are some that i've heard of. Funny huh? sorry if you're surname is Tan. haha. Tan in chinese is chen and my surname is chinese is also chen. I'm poking fun of my own surname too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-3655178849411924377?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/3655178849411924377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=3655178849411924377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/3655178849411924377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/3655178849411924377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2006/12/whats-your-name.html' title='How to pronounce your name?'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-115988810211483921</id><published>2006-10-03T07:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:54:06.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>why is the black book black?</title><content type='html'>I found my black book a few days ago. Inside the black book, I found a lot of things that i've written during secondary school and poly year 1. Guess what?! I've found a lot of lyrics inside th black book... wow! (er...maybe is nothing to some of you). I wrote a lot of songs in the black book. Those lyrics were cool! My imagination really went wild that time. I think i was mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There wasn't really much drawings, most of it are words. W-O-R-D-S. Chinese characters. My chinese must be real good that time. wahahaha...now cannot make it already...sobz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day before, my sister ask me want to participate in the 2nd annual song writing competition held by HIM records. erm...in case u don't know, HIM records is &lt;hua&gt;, the record label which S.H.E belongs to. I was like...erm...I haven't been writing for a long time. Let's put writing and composing aside, I wasn't even thinking of ideas! Wahaha! Too lazy. My keyboard is rotting outside the living room because i have to give way to my desktop. The other reason was, i don't have proper recording device. My sister's friend got a KORG keyboard leh, i only got one  casio keyboard and a guitar. I use hp to record. Sianz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talk so much but actually the main point is i SHY. hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of ideas went through my mind and i stored them into my cpu.  I got the concept of  a mahjong song after the racial harmony overnight event but lazy to write. I started writing the lyrics a few days ago. AH... i got hard time with the lyrics sia! My chinese vocab is private  limited sia.  Still got a lot lah... lazy to type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now fulin called me. The first qn she asked me was: eh, guess who i saw just now? my answer was Shirley. Ha! I got it. Actually i knew it. Besides her, who else would give her such a great shock until she will call and tell me? She said shirley talked to her and she said "chua sai" man! According to what fulin told me, Shirley was racking up the old stuff and want to pick a fight with fulin.  A leopard never change it's spot. she still talk very loud lorz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today after school, me, rachel, harng, luke, song and guang went to gelare to eat again! Rachel was meeting her parents.  After eating, her father came. He said hello to us, shake our hands and addressed us by our name. wahaha...later she left with her parents. We left after that. Then luke and guang said, eh, her father addresses us by our name... eh eh... den i look at them. "got chance ar! hmm..." After that we decided to sms her. luke and guang's sms was like this " luke and i/ Guang and i are very honoured that your dad addressed us by our names". Mine was  both their names with I. The rest of the words are the same. we sms one after another. song was the last. He wrote "ya loh ya lohz"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel replied "HAHAHAH. Very funnya h. Making me laugh now." we replied back "ya loh ya lohzz". Just now we were so near to a 50 dollars note that we didn't realized that it was money. An auntie picked it up and ask us. we said no. Than the auntie take the money and walk away. Before she left, guang said to the auntie,  gong xi ni. The auntie laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired sia...mai gong liaoz... stop her for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-115988810211483921?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/115988810211483921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=115988810211483921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/115988810211483921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/115988810211483921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2006/10/why-is-black-book-black_03.html' title='why is the black book black?'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-115918972011292511</id><published>2006-09-25T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:54:05.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my first photography lesson</title><content type='html'>ahhh...haven't been blogging for a nong nong time already. when was the last time i blogged? Let me recall...hmm...aiya...cannot remember...forget it. I almost forgot i got a blog. hahax. Thanks guang. I saw him reading a blog just now. He reminded me i haven't been blogging. i haven't been talking cock for so long already! wow... it's so amazing that i can survive without talking  cock. haiz...no hanis to motivate me. HA! (jk nia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. today is my 1st photography lesson!!! So excited!!! My team went on a holidays to...woodlands~~. That's what it's written on the problem statement. I want to hao lian what i took just now...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3519/1917/1600/bus%20interchange%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3519/1917/320/bus%20interchange%20copy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see! Nice a not? i know not very nice, cos that 2 uncle...hmm...or maybe 1 auntie 1 uncle there very zor deng (meaning extra). I was leaning against the wall slacking, and i took it.  My faci says in the picture are the boys quarrelling and about to fight but in fact, they are not fighting nor quarrelling, they are actually discussing where to go later. wahaha. I thought i liked the picture. wahaha! ok lah, don't hao lian  liaoz...let's talk about some other stuff. class is not interesting to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3519/1917/1600/e26r%20class%20photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3519/1917/320/e26r%20class%20photo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See! My class photo taken last semester. Slack horz?  Poorly taken cos it's taken using a camera phone but still, it's a cosy one!!! E26R! Don't pray pray, this photo is taken by module chair lehz! Today i felt a bit paiseh cos i told the faci, did u get the correct class? We can't see the problem published. I said loudly that this is e26r! so paiseh. guang, liz, rachel and zhi yi laughed at me. I was like errr....ying liao lor (quote from harng).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-115918972011292511?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/115918972011292511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=115918972011292511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/115918972011292511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/115918972011292511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-first-photography-lesson.html' title='my first photography lesson'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-115677379786895520</id><published>2006-08-28T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:54:05.859-08:00</updated><title type='text'>STRESS</title><content type='html'>I'm in big trouble. I just broke my sister's spectacles just now. I was playing with her and phaw! her spectacles flew and landed on the floor! oh no...she started screaming at me because the lens broke. I got to pay her back using my piggy bank savings. oh no, i'm really broke now! please, someone give me a job. I'm in financial crisis now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been very stressed over the last 2 weeks. I can't sleep well every night. DAMN STRESS ARR...!!! my sister is screaming again. I'm so stressed. Stress what? chalet, computer, money, family, professional profiling etc. Now one more added to my list, my sister's spectacles. My shoulders are very stiff. My left arm somehow is in pain. My injured ankle is swollen again. I'm gonna faint soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall stop here, i want to go watch Siti's wedding live on TV 3!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-115677379786895520?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/115677379786895520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=115677379786895520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/115677379786895520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/115677379786895520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2006/08/stress.html' title='STRESS'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-115640169532032142</id><published>2006-08-23T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:54:05.795-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NaNa's birthday; a trip to Red Light District</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, 23rd august 2006. my Good friend birthday! JOANNA TAN KAH YEE, happy 18th birthday. Hope u like the present that i bought for you cos it's not cheap. We went to Geylang to eat. We were at the red light district. We ate the famous frog's leg (tian ji), Ba guk teh and tao huay. yum yum...very nice. There are alot of nice food there but it's dangerous lah. We were joking that the UNCLE UNCLE there might mistaken my friend (birthday ger) for a prostitute. hahax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw many char bor walking here and there while we were sitting at the kopitiam eating. We were discussing which one is a prostitute. damn wu liao. All of them wear until very sexy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after finished eating the tian ji, we walked down to eat tao huay and you tiao. The tao huay there super smooth... We saw the super band finalist J3 lead singer there! donno what's his name. He was with a girl, i think is his girlfriend. We kept talking very loud about the superband. He was at the next shop. Donno sell what food leh. Wai kiat said very loud: "J3 sux". After saying that we chao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sky is getting dark, the red light district is beginning to get active. Chee said there's prostitution houses behind the esso station. So we walked. As we walked, we saw many bangladashi. They kept saying tax tax...to us. donno lah...so we walked quickly. We walked to the Esso station. wooo... there are a few standing outside the station. those were quite chio. The ones standing outside were illgeal or so called independent. They settle at hotel nearby. The ones that we saw along the way were eeeEEee...UGLY. China aunites i guess. U-turn and we are inside one dark road. There, Sretches of shop houses. all were SEX houses. There were 6 of us including me. 3 guys, 3 girls. chee n wai kiat decided to go further in. Rachel, nana, benjamin and i decided to stay put. We waited for them at the kopitiam nearby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid nana say want to go further inside. siao ar. After we kena stalk by the pimps there how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3519/1917/320/Geylang%20red%20light%20district.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where all the prostitution houses were. I never went in. Chee and wai kiat went on further inside and say they say a whole row of ladies sitting there, some wrapped with towels and some wore bikini. One of a pimp from one of the houses ask them want to go in? hahax. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After that we walked back to the MRT station. Along the way, from far, we saw an ah pek negotiating with a chicken. we keep looking until they came to an agreement. They walked towards the hotel nearby. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-115640169532032142?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/115640169532032142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=115640169532032142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/115640169532032142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/115640169532032142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2006/08/nanas-birthday-trip-to-red-light.html' title='NaNa&apos;s birthday; a trip to Red Light District'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-115639606737394926</id><published>2006-08-23T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:54:05.718-08:00</updated><title type='text'>some fotoz in my ayam brand camera.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3519/1917/1600/DSCF0387.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3519/1917/320/DSCF0387.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 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&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3519/1917/1600/DSCF0410.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3519/1917/320/DSCF0410.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3519/1917/1600/DSCF0406.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3519/1917/320/DSCF0406.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3519/1917/1600/DSCF0402.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3519/1917/320/DSCF0402.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3519/1917/1600/DSCF0388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3519/1917/320/DSCF0388.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3519/1917/1600/DSCF0250.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3519/1917/320/DSCF0250.0.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/27252652-115639606737394926?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/115639606737394926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=115639606737394926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/115639606737394926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/115639606737394926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2006/08/some-fotoz-in-my-ayam-brand-camera.html' title='some fotoz in my ayam brand camera.'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-115617216372517356</id><published>2006-08-21T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:54:05.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Talking cock.</title><content type='html'>"At home talk cock, office talk cock, kopitiam talk cock, even government talk cock. The whole country talk cock!" sounds familer right? From the movie talking cock. Today there's a talk by the directors and producers of talking cock. You might think it's fun but NO, you r wrong! cos ppl sleep there! our dear hanis and harng slept. i took a picher of them sleeping with their mouths wide open! hahax!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, don't talk about this. Let's talk about another thing. WAIT! Before I start, I wanna say something. ( Dear GOD, sorry, i really need to do this otherwise i will die of heart attack. I'm  a human afterall. I will repent after that.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[kenena bu chao cheebye! na bei hong gan cheebye! fuck ur mother cheebye! !@#$$$$###$$$@#@#$#$##$$!@@#%%#%R$@##@#$@@$@##%$%] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i'm done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah ku damn pissed with them lah! buay ta han!&lt;br /&gt;The story of Miss A, B, C, D (me).  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;if u know who am i talking abt can oleadi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss A, B, C, D wanted to take picher with the cannon SLR. but only got 2 left. ok so we share. The time was 2 plus, the talking cock talk was 4.15pm. A n B say wanna take first, ok, so C n D say u all take finish then pass to us. guess what time they pass to us? just 5 min before 4!  woo... can i ask something? take wad sai  in 15 mins?  hello, u guys no watch isit? handphone no time huh? we wait like idiots lorz.  Everyone knows miss C likes photography but she never get to take.  How to describe leh...it's beyond angry. I should say it's speechless, wordless. Don't feel like talking to them. I don't want to confront them because I'm afraid i might kill them (jk). i'm trying to be peaceful. "CONTROL ur temper" i keep telling myself. that's y i'm exploding in my blog. (don't blame me if u see this. i need to vent my anger!)  Luckily tmr is the last day of sch. Otherwise, i don't think i will talk to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry to say, sometimes i really cannot stand miss A. I think she needs a watch. I bought her bday present but haven't gib her yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz. mai gong liao. tired. angry gives me wrinkles. lolx. i don't wanna look like module chair. oops. no offence!  hahax. btw, Thanks Luke! (quoted from harng)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is the last day of class. I don't know to love or hate this class. Come to think of it again, i c no reason why i have to hate this class. If i say hate this class, i'm lying to myself. I love all my classmates. Class chalet coming soon. so just shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt i  control my temper quite well, at least i didn't flare up in front of ppl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-115617216372517356?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/115617216372517356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=115617216372517356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/115617216372517356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/115617216372517356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2006/08/talking-cock.html' title='Talking cock.'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-115569520068017731</id><published>2006-08-15T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:54:05.534-08:00</updated><title type='text'>seoul garden 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/Image008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Yum Yum!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/Image011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/Image011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "eeeEeee...!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/Image012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/Image012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "eeeEEEeee...again!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3519/1917/1600/Image013.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3519/1917/320/Image013.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"mother feed halfway leaving the spoon in the son's mouth"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Above we have Harng enjoying his tom yam noodles, rachel n me donno doing what, guang and luke with their charming smile, and last but not least Jamie, who really look gong. (Jamie, if u see this: u really lift up to the name Ah Gong! haha...x) Still got a few more parts to go. For now, i wanna go bathe! peace =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-115569520068017731?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/115569520068017731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=115569520068017731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/115569520068017731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/115569520068017731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2006/08/seoul-garden-3.html' title='seoul garden 3'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-115566241245981674</id><published>2006-08-15T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:54:05.457-08:00</updated><title type='text'>seoul garden 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3519/1917/1600/sarah.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3519/1917/320/sarah.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        "u want some more?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3519/1917/1600/luke%20noodling.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3519/1917/320/luke%20noodling.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"this instant noodle what brand ar?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't upload my photos to my blog normally...so i upload it part by part. This is part 2. Featuring Sarah and luke.  I added captions to make them look better. hahax...hope u guys don't mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah looked cute horz? Look like some anime char bor. (sarah, if u happen to see this: u looked a bit gong but very kawaii nei! very chio! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEXT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke eating the noodles cooked by harng. woolala... Tom Yam stir fried noodles. Am i right? It tasted good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay Tune for the upcoming parts...i want to go sleep already. Good nightz... dounut dreams!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-115566241245981674?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/115566241245981674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=115566241245981674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/115566241245981674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/115566241245981674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2006/08/seoul-garden-2.html' title='seoul garden 2'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-115566040697574866</id><published>2006-08-15T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:54:05.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'>seoul garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/Image000.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little India. Scare me sia. suddenly there were so many Bangra workers. woosh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-115566040697574866?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/115566040697574866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=115566040697574866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/115566040697574866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/115566040697574866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2006/08/seoul-garden.html' title='seoul garden'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27252652.post-115519252350313610</id><published>2006-08-09T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:54:05.148-08:00</updated><title type='text'>inside alina's car</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bPM0OVygmzQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bPM0OVygmzQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27252652-115519252350313610?l=just-for-phun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/feeds/115519252350313610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27252652&amp;postID=115519252350313610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/115519252350313610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27252652/posts/default/115519252350313610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-for-phun.blogspot.com/2006/08/inside-alinas-car.html' title='inside alina&apos;s car'/><author><name>Team Fashion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13050001632377839296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/cd_freak/CORmeanie002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
