<?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-20329942</id><updated>2011-08-16T22:10:11.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mickey-haven</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>155</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-4420397356226028153</id><published>2010-01-12T07:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T07:50:53.537-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My blog is NOT dead. I'm just too lazy to post anything, and its not like I have much to post anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; semester of school has started and I'm dreading each day. Firstly, being the lousy time-table planner that I am, I just had to take modules with conflicting tutorials, consecutive lectures at two different ends of the campus and HUGE break in between lessons. I can't even blame admin for giving me a lousy time-table because I DID IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mods for this &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sem&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NM2209 - Social Psychology of New Media&lt;br /&gt;NM2102 - Theories of Communication and New Media&lt;br /&gt;NM2220 - Introduction to Media Writing&lt;br /&gt;SC2214 - Mass Media and Culture&lt;br /&gt;MA1312 - Calculus with Application&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;UGhh&lt;/span&gt;. I didn't research thoroughly to find out that NM2209 has 25% class participation. That's like 1/4 of my grade! I can't talk spontaneously to save my life unless I've rehearsed for it, like a project presentation or something. I'm so doomed. Someone coach me to think on my feet please!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've only been through NM2220, SC2214 and MA1312 so far. NM2220 is alright but they expect proficiency in English, and I mean HIGH proficiency. People in lecture are blabbing off some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cheeem&lt;/span&gt; words I can't even make sense of. It drives me crazy! It is so hard to drive your point with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;digestible&lt;/span&gt; words?! But we did learn some journalism photography techniques which were quite cool even though I have no intention of being a photographer. My only camera is the idiot proof one. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hee&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SC2214......utter bore. Plus it didn't help that the lecturer's voice was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt; dreamy. Think I zoned out most of the time during lecture or sneaking a peek at the person beside me meddling with her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;iphone&lt;/span&gt;. (jealous! =D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like super &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;psyched&lt;/span&gt; for MA1312 though. I'm like deprived of maths for months! Yes yes..call me a geek. The lecturer is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; I guess, and he CAN joke. Finally! A lecturer with a sense of humour, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;albeit&lt;/span&gt; a tad bit lame. Oh! And I even bumped into Ailing taking the same mod! She's with her friends though so I didn't to talk to her much. But it's nice to know other people taking the same mod with you. I don't have any friends taking the other mods with me, no one is at arts!! It's a lonely lonely life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighs, when tutorial kicks in at the 3rd week, it's going to be a mad rush till exam again. I hope things work out though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh. And does anyone else think the upcoming apple tablet looks awesome?! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-4420397356226028153?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/4420397356226028153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=4420397356226028153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/4420397356226028153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/4420397356226028153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-blog-is-not-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-4043815341984839527</id><published>2009-12-15T09:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T09:40:43.304-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm blogging now at 2 am in the morning because I just had dinner/supper at 10 and I'm too guilty to sleep. Thanks to my considerate daddy who conveniently forgot about me and ate all my dinner. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mummy is gleefully taking advantage of my recovery. She was like, 'Not sick le hor? I need the ceilings painted and my hair needs to be dyed.' I suspect she's anticipating my recovery. See la, on the one hand I'm praying that I get well soon while she's there wishing for the same so that I can do chores for her! So I spent two days doing up the ceiling and my back is aching from bending backwards and climbing ladders. One person to cover the entire house ceilings while my useless brother, being a boy, watches tv and my sister, being 176cm and claiming to be non-artistic, refuses to help. I don't even know what being artistic has to do with spaming the ceiling with white paint.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In any case I got carried away doing painting that I totally forgot about lunch and painted straight till 8pm, thinking that I shall just settle for dinner. Yet my dearest daddy ate my share even after I told him I haven't had dinner. Such a darling. I thought since I wasn't hungry I wasn't going to do anything about it. But at 10 I was famished! And now, I'm stuck wide awake waiting for digestion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did I mention I idiotically painted my bedside stairs with some kerosene smelling paint and now my whole room is filled with the smell!!! My mum wants us to sleep in the hall tonight because she claims that if we inhale too much of that stuff, we'll turn dumb. So, in order to retain the already limiting IQ, my sis and I are now outside. My mum has decided to join us because daddy is snoring too loudly. Yay, pseudo sleep-over! I also realise that we have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;3 spare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; mattresses. Wowzers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;People, I NEED TO GO OUT!!! So far I've not been out often except that once with Peh to watch &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Princess and the Frog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 318px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://ohthots.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/princess_and_the_frog_poster.jpg?w=384&amp;amp;h=600" /&gt;Zee movie is AWESOME!! So awesome, I watched TWICE consecutively over two days! Then again I may be bias since I'm a Disney-Fanatic. I've been waiting forever for a Disney old-school 2D animation!! And now I have its soundtrack on repeat mode! Watched twice, teared twice. Aw I'm a sucker for classics. If anyone needs company for this movie, I don't mind a third time! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;J'et adore, J'et aime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-4043815341984839527?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/4043815341984839527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=4043815341984839527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/4043815341984839527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/4043815341984839527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-blogging-now-at-2-am-in-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-4407092137785834432</id><published>2009-12-05T06:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T06:49:17.378-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been an awfully long time since I last blogged basically because I've ran out of interesting things to blog about. Uni life is horrible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The exams are finally over and I can finally stop stressing about it. But I've not done anything fun for the past few days after the exams. I got sick, my grandma's in hospital so I'm pretty much caught up doing chores and visiting since my maid has to take care of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandma is super cute in the hospital though. She's busy flirting with the doctors -.- One asked for her age when doing the routine checkup and she happily answered '78 and available!' I've got to hand it to her. Plus she keeps chatting with her neighbours till I had to call her to keep quiet because it was pretty obvious they wanted to rest. For an elderly patient, she sure isn't acting very sickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE NO PLANS FOR THE HOLIDAYS! Oh my god, I can't believe I'm going to waste it like that. Think I'll have to entertain myself when I recover. Oh, and there is that overseas trip I can look forward to! Haha. For now, anyone wants to watch new moon with me? =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-4407092137785834432?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/4407092137785834432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=4407092137785834432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/4407092137785834432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/4407092137785834432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-been-awfully-long-time-since-i-last.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-535715738607613922</id><published>2009-10-20T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T23:36:58.005-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's 2.30 and lecture starts at 4. I am stuck in school since 12 with absolutely nothing to do! Right now I'm at the library but I forgot to bring any materials to mug with thus the update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just saw this caucasian guy that REALLY looks like Robert Pattinson. I'm just blantantly staring at him right now. He even has that disgusting oily hair and red lips that R pat has. Haha. If only my phone cam doesn't make that click noise, otherwise I would have took a picture of him and upload it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BORED. Amuse me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-535715738607613922?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/535715738607613922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=535715738607613922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/535715738607613922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/535715738607613922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-2.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-3413302115535158455</id><published>2009-09-01T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T09:31:30.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think uni life is making me develop sotong-like tendencies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed Japanese studies tutorial today!! Tutorial started at 9 and I happily woke up at 8.45 on hearing Joselyn's call asking me where I was. My LG phone really really sucks. The alarm doesn't work. So I wrote a post-it note to my sister, asking her to wake me up before she goes off to school today, thinking that I'm so clever. But I woke up today, realising that today was the darn teacher's day and she didn't have school! Which meant that she didn't read the note, and so NO ONE WOKE ME UP. So I ended up being super late and had to get my dad to drive me to school. Arghhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I'm going to buy myself an alarm clock.&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I'm going to use back my colour-pealing nokia phone and dunk my LG phone in water and watch it sizzle and die! (angst)&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, I need to stop being so blur!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to try out netball today and it was bad. I figured uni isn't a place where you learn things. It's more like a place to build on things you already know. Like netball, even though it's recreational, if you go there knowing nuts about it, you'll have people screaming at you for not going to the right position. Like how am I suppose to know how to play! Stupid impatient people. Why so serious! It's just a game! Doesn't matter, I ended up running the school track with Peh. In JC, I used to hate PE so much. But now I'm running volunteeringly, because not doing any exercise at all during uni makes me feel unhealthy, sorta. I seriously think this is a joke, haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoot, I haven't read this week's reading for Japanese studies and Sociology. I thought we were all here to learn about Japanese culture, but it seems like everyone else already has knowledge regarding it. I feel so dumb in uni sometimes, like why other people's general knowledge is so profound while mine is so shallow. Must be the endless years in neighbourhood schools, that's why I'm probably 井底之蛙. People's mentality in uni is so different. I think I'm suffering from cultural shock. Quote from Sabrina, 'whoever says uni life is slack, must be drunk.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-3413302115535158455?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/3413302115535158455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=3413302115535158455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/3413302115535158455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/3413302115535158455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-think-uni-life-is-making-me-develop.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-9168252746596768544</id><published>2009-08-19T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T10:22:02.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My driving instructor is trying to kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Months ago (I think it was 2), that stupid uncle told me off for being a slow learner, that he has never seen such a lousy driver before, that I should change to auto because apparently, my skills are too lousy to handle manual. I remembered crying that day and I was ready to give up and seriously considered changing to auto. After which, I decided I wasn't going to give up that easily. If I'm so slow, then I'm just going to have to take longer than others just to learn the basics. I don't care how much longer, I'm just going to get it eventually, and I was determined to prove to that stupid man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I finally could control that stupid thing you call a clutch without stalling. Yes, I'm damn slow, but I did it okay! So that stupid uncle said,' finally we can move on to parking.' YES, FINALLY. I suspect he doesn't like it that I improved, cause he forced me to learn parking atop a multistorey carkpark when the open-spaced one below was perfectly empty. To get above the multistorey carpark, I had to go up this winding path. Oh my god, I could just die. My short legs had to stress on the accelerator so that we could go up and I had to turn and turn and turn!!! I was praying damn hard that I don't knock into the walls or end up sliding downwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/123/346305669_1a6d9b729a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 425px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 322px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/123/346305669_1a6d9b729a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is something like the one I went on. I was concentrating very very hard so I think I might have displayed a very agitated espression or something cause the uncle said,' I asking you to turn leh, not ask you to shit, you give that kind of face for what!' Thanks...apparently I have a shit face when I'm driving upslope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In anycase it was sort of encouraging today, I felt like I finally made some advancement. Come on man, I can so do this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is horrible!! I hate my timetable so much! And I don't understand my study materials. I miss maths and biology and chemistry. I hate the transport there. ARrghh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-9168252746596768544?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/9168252746596768544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=9168252746596768544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/9168252746596768544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/9168252746596768544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-driving-instructor-is-trying-to-kill.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/123/346305669_1a6d9b729a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-3536129791270104837</id><published>2009-08-14T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T22:30:47.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't like being anyone's last resort! Don't find me because you have NO OTHER CHOICE. It sucks to feel like you're being used...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-3536129791270104837?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/3536129791270104837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=3536129791270104837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/3536129791270104837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/3536129791270104837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-dont-like-being-anyones-last-resort.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-6026662570097325971</id><published>2009-08-13T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T11:13:37.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ARRGHH. I hate this!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's day 2 of the official uni life. Everything about it pisses me off! I don't like this whole freedom given to us thing. It's so difficult to arrange the same tutorial time slots with people just so you'll have friends going for tutorial with you. I was trying to do so with 4 people today and it was frustrating enough to try to accomodate everyone's time table without clashing and they still continue to get more people to join in our group. Obviously with more people, more clashes will occur and we'll just never get the time slots we want!! It's quite ridiculous really! Just because some of them have later lectures, they expect the rest of us to wait till they are done to attend tutorial afterwards, meaning we might end up having to wait for 4 hours! And some, because they cannot get out of bed early, refuse to come at 9am for lessons. Hello? I recall JC having to go school by 8! Just because we're given the choice now, 9 becomes TOO early! What's with that attitude la?!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's even more complicated when 8 of us are on msn conver-ing all at the same time! NOTHING IS DONE! We started discussing at 7, and it's 2am now but NOTHING IS SETTLED! I don't even know what they're trying to do! Sighs, weird enough, I kinda miss PW where my group could be so focussed even on msn! Damn proud of my group! (you guys know who you are! =D) Yup, the conversation is still on-going..I'm just blogging while waiting for them to get back on topic....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.06am/&lt;br /&gt;Oriana: We should reach slightly pass 9.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Won't we be late?&lt;br /&gt;Oriana: The previous slot might be too early.&lt;br /&gt;Priscilla: If we reach too early, we can emo one corner and do silent cheers!&lt;br /&gt;Oriana: Oh ohhhh STEADY ACE&lt;br /&gt;Priscilla: ACE ACE ACE!!! &lt;br /&gt;Me: Pris! you promised not to cheer today!! &lt;br /&gt;Priscilla: Whooo hoo!! Oriana!! Cheer with me!!!&lt;br /&gt;Oriana: OKAY! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short extract of my very productive conversation. In fact, I think I'm so pissed, I'm going to sleep! ARRGHHH...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-6026662570097325971?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/6026662570097325971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=6026662570097325971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/6026662570097325971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/6026662570097325971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2009/08/arrghh.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-7400777202000574835</id><published>2009-08-11T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T09:31:07.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm seriously such a genius. I was suppose to have my Bio: Genes and Society lecture every Tuesday and so I simply assumed today was the first day of school! I was like so excited and even went 2 hrs earlier to meet Sab to have lunch before going for lecture. When I FINALLY reached, (because the stupid bus 95 was sooo full that I had to wait for 3), I met Jean at the forum bookshop where she told me the lecture only starts next week. Stupid me didn't check the notice and turned up today!!! Omg..if I had just went to the LT, I would be damn shock that there was no one there! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion: I'm so BLUR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, it took me forever to get to NUS only to realise I could have been at home instead soaking air con. Well since I was out, I went to get myself Peach Red Tea, something which I've been craving for quite a while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a secretary...anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-7400777202000574835?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/7400777202000574835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=7400777202000574835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/7400777202000574835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/7400777202000574835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-seriously-such-genius.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-8782559844148215298</id><published>2009-08-05T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T09:27:28.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SIGHS!! I screw up my time table. I so very much wanted my Tuesdays and Fridays to be free. But I went ahead to choose a bio module over a maths one, and so...I have to go school EVERYDAY!!! Arghh. Seniors said that in maths, it's going to be damn hard to score, because you've got to compete with the PRCs, they are going to raise the bell curve by alot! Sucks. I really really wanted maths! I swear I'm going to take it next semester when I grow accustomed to this whole uni thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camp today was fun!! We went to sentosa! Seriously, I love the beach! I finally felt some bonding today, after like 5 days of camp? The few of us sneaked off 30 minutes early before ending time while the rest of the faculty were busy cheering, to wash up and bathe. So we had time to head over to vivo for dinner. I love small groups, we got to talk and know each other so much better. =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to pon camp again tomorrow. They're going to play amazing race and the lame reason for me ponning is because I simply refuse to keep tapping my ezlink card to travel around Singapore to sweat it out. Now I'm using my own money to top up my card, no way am I going to waste my money. HAHA. I seriously think I'm getting cheap. Sorry to my mates again, for ps-ing you guys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard this song over on radio the other day! I think it's a pretty good cheer-up song, made me smile even when I'm feeling damn shitty that day. Listen to track 2 on my music playlist for this song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font color="cc3366"&gt;Uncle Kracker - Smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're better then the best&lt;br /&gt;I'm lucky just to linger in your light&lt;br /&gt;Cooler then the flip side of my pillow, that's right&lt;br /&gt;Completely unaware&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can compare to where you send me, &lt;br /&gt;Lets me know that it's ok, yeah it's ok&lt;br /&gt;And the moments where my good times start to fade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me smile like the sun&lt;br /&gt;Fall out of bed, sing like bird&lt;br /&gt;Dizzy in my head, spin like a record&lt;br /&gt;Crazy on a Sunday night&lt;br /&gt;You make me dance like a fool&lt;br /&gt;Forget how to breathe&lt;br /&gt;Shine like gold, buzz like a bee&lt;br /&gt;Just the thought of you can drive me wild&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, you make me smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when you're gone&lt;br /&gt;Somehow you come along&lt;br /&gt;Just like a flower poking the sidewalk crack and just like that&lt;br /&gt;You steal away the rain and just like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me smile like the sun&lt;br /&gt;Fall out of bed, sing like bird&lt;br /&gt;Dizzy in my head, spin like a record&lt;br /&gt;Crazy on a Sunday night&lt;br /&gt;You make me dance like a fool&lt;br /&gt;Forget how to breathe&lt;br /&gt;Shine like gold, buzz like a bee&lt;br /&gt;Just the thought of you can drive me wild&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, you make me smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know how I lived without you&lt;br /&gt;Cuz everytime that I get around you&lt;br /&gt;I see the best of me inside your eyes&lt;br /&gt;You make me smile&lt;br /&gt;You make me dance like a fool&lt;br /&gt;Forget how to breathe&lt;br /&gt;Shine like gold, buzz like a bee&lt;br /&gt;Just the thought of you can drive me wild&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me smile like the sun&lt;br /&gt;Fall out of bed, sing like bird&lt;br /&gt;Dizzy in my head, spin like a record&lt;br /&gt;Crazy on a Sunday night&lt;br /&gt;You make me dance like a fool&lt;br /&gt;Forget how to breathe&lt;br /&gt;Shine like gold, buzz like a bee&lt;br /&gt;Just the thought of you can drive me wild&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, you make me smile &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-8782559844148215298?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/8782559844148215298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=8782559844148215298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/8782559844148215298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/8782559844148215298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2009/08/sighs-i-screw-up-my-time-table.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-2660878062948957591</id><published>2009-08-03T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T20:51:29.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm super guilty!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 11.50am now, and I'm supposed to be in camp!! But I'm not...BECAUSE I WOKE UP LATE!!! Today is suppose to be flag day. Yesterday during camp, my og people were actually intending to pon today's camp because we don't want to be out collecting money! (I don't even know why is this part of orientation) But I was convincing them to come anyway and we all promised to attend camp today. When we were told to reach at 8, everyone was grumbling, but I was telling them 'don't care ah, die also we must come tomorrow'. And shit, of all people, I was the one who couldn't wake up! Woke up at 7.30am today and had 4 missed calls from my og mates. So...the idiot me cooked up some story about being sick so I couldn't go. Stupid, I think they're all going to hate me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I'm at home doing my second round of the horrendous bidding for my general elective modules. I so regret taking lit now, it clashes with EVERYTHING!! I'm still deciding whether to take bio or maths. Maths takes place on mon and wed but its from 6-8 in the evening! I think my brain cells might burn off and sizzle in my head by 3pm, how do you expect me to digest anything beyond that. Plus if I had some last min project I need to do for the nexy day, I wouldn't have any time! Then I was considering taking bio. But my stupid lit lecture would clash with the first lecture group of bio so I have no choice but to consider the second lecture group. But then again, its taking place on Tue and Fri, which by right, I didn't actually have to go to school. It's damn shitty if I have to just go to school for a 2 hrs lecture!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god..some idiot just bidded 2000+ points in Bio and in Maths. I only have 400!!! Crap! I'd better decide this fast....!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-2660878062948957591?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/2660878062948957591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=2660878062948957591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/2660878062948957591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/2660878062948957591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-super-guilty-its-11.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-3010512791716616175</id><published>2009-07-31T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T23:39:11.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The week has ended and I've just had a taste of uni life. Already I'm missing JC...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday and Tuesday I had to go school for talks, and I was late on both days!! It feels so different, taking an hour plus to reach school instead of the 30min I used to take to reach PJ. Being the road idiot I am, I took the wrong bus on both days and ended up going one whole round. Sickening, my brain doesn't function when it comes to directions. Wednesday was registration day and I had to make my way to a different part of the school. I had to take a different bus there, and naturally, I lost my way AGAIN. I had to call Peh to ask for directions. Argh..I need someone to escot me to school seriously. Registration means: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa93/citylife_shulin/IMG_1006.jpg?t=1249106734"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Customised cards! Yippee!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oh yes, I passed my QET!! Phew, this means I don't have to take some time-consuming English module. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday and Friday was spent in orientation camps. I seriously hate orientation, and I still do. I still have the whole of next week for orientation. A whole 7 days of orientations!! Sighs. It takes me forever to adapt to new places, new people. Strangely enough, I have a few random people coming up to me during camp and asking if I was from (insert school here) because apparently, I look like someone they know. Do I look like alot of people!!?? HAha, one of my og mate was saying that I should go for plastic surgery to create some individuality. Also, people are confused between me and another og mate within the og itself. I shall find a chance to take pictures someday. You guys be the judge ok? Haha. This is what happens when you go to a school with a large population, you just look like everybody else. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUS has this system of bidding for the modules you want to take. At first I thought it sounded fun, but seriously, it's like damn stressful. We bid from the morning, and it's like watching the stocks market. Everyone was trying to outbid each other and I had to keep uping my bid points to secure my place. It's even worse for us because we're involved in orientation. Those people at home were bidding all day whereas we are playing half heartedly in the games because half our minds are worried about the bidding. I had to sms Peh all the time to get her to check the updated status for me. This year's cohort was strange, even the seniors said so. Econs and Psychology has always been the hot fav in previous cohorts. But this year, there were so little people bidding for them, and everyone was turning to Sociology. Why are we bucking the trend!!! Now everyone is vying for the same modules as me!! Close to the end of bidding time, someone had actually bid 800 points for sociolgy when we were only given 600 to spend for 4 modules. It's so difficult to compete with the older students! Luckily, at the end of the whole stupid thing, I was granted every module that I bid for. PHEW. Some of my og mates were kind of sad because they were only given two modules when the requirement was four. Guess they have to do it again next semester. There is another round of bidding soon for some general module we have to do and also balloting for tutorial spots. Argh, it's stress all over again. Meanwhile, I'm trying to fix my timetable so I only have to go school for 3 days. HAhah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's officially starting in a week's time. I'm going to take Sociology, Japanese studies, Literature and Communications/New media. I hope everything works out. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, is it just me, or does blogger not allow pictures to be uploaded anymore? I had to upload it to a hosting web which is really troublesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-3010512791716616175?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/3010512791716616175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=3010512791716616175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/3010512791716616175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/3010512791716616175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2009/07/week-has-ended-and-ive-just-had-taste.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-8873883496531318897</id><published>2009-06-28T03:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T04:47:00.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's Sunday today, which means...I only have TWO more days till the end of my job! Well I'm not extremely happy, because this means I have absolutely NO INCOME, but otherwise, I'm super glad this finally ended! I'll post the afterthoughts on Tuesday when I officially end my job. Meanwhile, I'm just going to plan my last free month doing something FRUITFUL (hopefully).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the craziest month of the job. Aside from the obvious fact that it's the school holidays and I have students and touritsts STREAMING in for dental treatments, there was also the H1N1 issue and we had to do all the temperature taking. Perhaps the most traumatizing one was the office politics between colleagues that soured our relationship. It made me realise that being older does not mean you're more mature. I was really digusted with the way some of my colleagues have been acting, even more so when they tried to get me involved. It's like, I came to work, not to take part in your silly antics. Grow up people! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In this case, it pays to be indifferent. See it's not always most painful to sit on the fence. It's a good thing some of my colleagues feel the same, and we just decided to ignore the situation as much as possible. We must be the smarter ones...=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352339477821651554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/SkdUZazb-mI/AAAAAAAAAK0/rjDKYJPdK8I/s320/Photo0228.jpg" /&gt;Introducing us, the heck-care-about-everything people. From left, me, Peh and Sheila! We spend more time discussing about trading in Restaurant City than anything else. Sheila says she will miss me because no one will buy for her tori Q when I go. (How sad, she misses me because of food...haa, nah, I know it's more than that.) She was soooo sweet on thur. She brought coffee from her house for me because she knows I need my daily dose in the afternoon before I fall asleep on the job. Her mom gave it to her even though Sheila doesn't drink coffee, but she told her mom she'll bring it to work anyway because her friend needs it. (awwwww....cries...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, more on tuesday. Here is a sms conversation between my dad and I after my driving lessons today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dad: Please buy chinese newspaper if convenient. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ok. Want coffee?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad: If not too troublesome. Better not, it's&lt;br /&gt;raining. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me: It's ok. I'll use your newspaper to cover! Haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dad: No thanks! Don't bring back newspaper pulp!! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Why do adults try this teenager thing of having smilies at the end of the&lt;br /&gt;sentence even though I think it's pretty cute how my dad is trying it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-8873883496531318897?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/8873883496531318897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=8873883496531318897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/8873883496531318897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/8873883496531318897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-sunday-today-which-means.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/SkdUZazb-mI/AAAAAAAAAK0/rjDKYJPdK8I/s72-c/Photo0228.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-6805179603236981785</id><published>2009-05-23T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T07:13:51.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Work today was horrible. Peh took leave and I was left with the horrid Rayne. But after work was really great. I went to the esplanade with my sister to listen to the Singapore Festival Orchestra perform songs from Final Fantasy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 341px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.rpgfan.com/soundtracks/ff-distantworlds/cover2_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really good! And the composer was actually present and he gamely went up stage to sing with the choir. And the guy playing the piano was sooo talented! Sighs. The whole concert was spontaneous and the people there were so responsive and appreciative. Lalala. Enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially wanted to watch Angels and Demons again with my sister but I've ran out of cash! Craps. I don't know how I spend money seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whee~next week is going to be fun! I've got Monday and Thursday off and it's pay day week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm off to watch Hana Yori Dango on Channel U!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-6805179603236981785?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/6805179603236981785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=6805179603236981785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/6805179603236981785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/6805179603236981785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2009/05/work-today-was-horrible.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-7039296635952955103</id><published>2009-05-20T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T06:41:43.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was yet another semi-gathering with Ruiwen, Charlene and Peh. We went to watch a super awesome movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angels And Demons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 324px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://platinumpremierinfo.files.wordpress.com/2008/11/angels_and_demons.jpg" /&gt;IT'S SUPER NICE!!! They should have came out with this movie before the A lvls! Gah! Peh and I actually smuggled curry puffs into the cinema to munch on. But we were so concentrated on the plot we ended up not eating the puffs and it went soggy in my bag. Yucks. Anyways it's really really an interesting show and I want to watch it again! And if i don't find anyone to watch it with me, I'm getting the DVD when it comes out. Anyways, I just HAD to get the book after watching the movie, so I went to Kino today and bought the book! Wahaha. I'm hooked!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In any case, my lappie is making loud gurgling noises and I have no idea why. I think there is a defunct in the cooling fan. It sounds like it might just explode any minute. Stupid. I thought vaio wasn't suppose to spoil this fast. Hais..I'm going to bring it for repairs tomorrow which means....IM GOING TO BE COMPUTER-LESS! Good thing I have a new book to read!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;35 more days to freedom!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-7039296635952955103?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/7039296635952955103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=7039296635952955103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/7039296635952955103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/7039296635952955103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2009/05/yesterday-was-yet-another-semi.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-6465620465372209065</id><published>2009-05-16T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T08:08:16.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm still trying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the last RAYNE - free day...The stupid woman is coming back next week. Hais...what's that worthless woman even around for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work today, randomly met up with Peh (ok this is not so random) and Ruiwen. Initially intended to watch Angels and Demons till it was their class gathering (envies). We ate ajisen and I FINALLY got to eat my pumpkin croquet!!! ^^ We were chatting and then Ruiwen was the one who noticed the time and she went, 'eh...it's 4 leh.' Gosh, don't know how she says it so calmly. OUR MOVIE WAS AT 4!!! By the time we got there, tickets were totally sold out. HAhah. Probably going to have the catch it another time. (RUI! Date ah!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their class gathering got cancelled eventually. So ended up meeting with Sabrina too and we went to Suntec K BOX. It's been like really long since I sang! There's some promotional price there so it ended up being real cheap on a weekend! =) But then we're forced to buy their drinks, which is like, $6 even for mineral water. Their water must have came directly from the river or something. Hais..singing emotional songs causes mood swings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peh and I saw a really interesting couple on our way home. There was this guy who was like really really tall and his girlfriend is just well, really short. But she wore platforms that are incredibly high just to match up and she still barely reached his neck height. She was limping too, because it's really difficult to walk in those heals of hers. But she didn't show any sign of pain. Kudos to her. That's the power of love. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My plan, to make myself occupied. I won't sit around and wait. It's just not going to happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-6465620465372209065?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/6465620465372209065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=6465620465372209065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/6465620465372209065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/6465620465372209065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-still-trying.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-1531219633676882344</id><published>2009-05-15T04:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T05:09:39.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HE WON'T LET ME QUIT!!! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;OMGGGGG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Dr Go won't let me quit till July! I WANT TO &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;QUITTTTT&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to eat pizza lunch express, sing k lunch, watch weekday movie, go somewhere other than orchard to shop and walk with old shoes without having to wipe the floor!!! Shit. As of now I can't even do that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is crazily frustrating! I'm going to go fix my Chip and Dale Puzzle. =) &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;The silence is excruciatingly deafening. I get it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-1531219633676882344?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/1531219633676882344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=1531219633676882344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/1531219633676882344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/1531219633676882344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2009/05/he-wont-let-me-quit-omggggg-stupid-dr.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-6947890260210992804</id><published>2009-05-12T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T07:39:09.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ughhh...I have totally no idea what to choose!!! Two more weeks till due date!!! Is anyone going to NUS FASS at all?!! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;- How many times can the heart break till it shatters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-6947890260210992804?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/6947890260210992804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=6947890260210992804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/6947890260210992804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/6947890260210992804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2009/05/ughhh.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-5031597868628853473</id><published>2009-05-01T09:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T09:58:37.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Labour Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few days were BAD! Especially on Thursday, someone made me really mad and I was throwing a tantrum because I seriously did nothing wrong and no one stood by me while I was being falsely accussed! I don't care that she apologised for ticking me off because she was just in a bad and tired mood. I hate it even more that I'm being taken as the punching bag whenever people are in a bad mood. Hello? Does it occur to them that I can feel hurt too? Someone told me to just let it go because when I don't smile, it's not me. Well fine, I must have been smiling too much because people take it for granted that they can continue 'playing' with me since I DON'T MIND. Even patience has it limits. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 245px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330899407015762914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/SfsoxDCD2-I/AAAAAAAAAKk/4r9e5vmgDBM/s320/img006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Drew this because I'm bored and angry and I want to kill someone!&lt;/p&gt;Great that I'm taking leave from work tomorrow, because I've enough of shit from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;When I needed someone to lend a listening ear, no one was there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew, finally got an acceptance from nus. Yay, at least I'm safe, someone wants me!!! =) I'm still waiting for ntu though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm starting driving lessons officially this Thur! That is, after I get my PDL which I'm going to apply for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Don't give me this half-hearted attitude, you really didn't need to if you don't want to. I'm having doubts..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-5031597868628853473?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/5031597868628853473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=5031597868628853473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/5031597868628853473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/5031597868628853473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-labour-day-past-few-days-were-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/SfsoxDCD2-I/AAAAAAAAAKk/4r9e5vmgDBM/s72-c/img006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-1875516264243765737</id><published>2009-04-25T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T19:46:41.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I HAVE NO VOICE!!! It's ridiculous, I've been sick for the entire week with the fever, sore throat, flu and just when I thought I'm fine today... I CAN'T TALK!! I was singing some song on the radio and my voice went way off key! Then I wanted to say 'oh my god' when I realise I sound like a cardboard when you scratch your fingernails on it. Ughhh this week is super horrible!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Peh: Sorry for passing the flu virus to you! Hope your fever goes down soon. Get well! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why hasn't ntu and nus given me any confirmation at all!?! I'm really getting paranoid from waiting. The whole week I've been going ,'Dad is there mail for me?!' and when he says no, I get upset and flu starts running down my nose and I get even more upset when I have to blow my nose because it's peeling and it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to keep myself busy next week. I have to keep myself occupied otherwise my mind will wander off again. Maybe I'll finally start on the driving thing I've been procrastinating! Thursday should be fun because MR VIP is coming again and...it's PAY DAY! $$$$$ So maybe I could shop for a wallet to replace my disgusting one. Plus I could be tendering my resignation! Yes!! (I hope so..)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-1875516264243765737?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/1875516264243765737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=1875516264243765737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/1875516264243765737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/1875516264243765737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-have-no-voice-its-ridiculous-ive-been.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-7378627770068032322</id><published>2009-04-16T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T09:06:10.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesh! I killed a cockroach! Crazy colleagues ask me to kill a cockroach when I'm like, the younger one there while they are whining away. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days before the cockroach was already spotted. I wanted to kill it once, so I got Peh to fetch me rolls of newspaper/magazine, and she got me this: (the one on the top) What exactly am I suppose to kill with that?! Pathetic. So I asked her to pass me the entire huge magazine and I rolled it, and just when I'm about to kill the stupid bug, it disappeared....ARGHH. Angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325315148383192562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/SedR6ahjBfI/AAAAAAAAAKc/n8A54TpmKPQ/s320/P15-04-09_16.31.jpg" /&gt;But today was a different story!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Early in the morning I reached the clinic and Rayne was whispering to me, 'Inside pantry got cockroach! Go and catch!' What's with the whispering? Cockroach can hear ah? And I don't know why they think I should be the one catching the cockroach? As if I'm not disgusted by it?!&lt;/p&gt;Then Sheila told me to quickly kill the cockroach without Dr Go hearing, otherwise he will think the pantry is dirty and get us to 大扫除 again!! After she asked me to get into the pantry, she shut the door on me!!! Nonsense! She trap me in the room with the cockroach! Frrreeaakk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I caught it this time! According to Sheila, it's still very loud when I hit it with the magazine. Whatever, I got rid of it didn't I? Hai! Should have taken a picture of it! (And frame it or something =D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peh says she saw a baby cockroach somewhere too and when it appears, I'm expected to kill it again. Agh! What am I now? Pest controller?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooohhh I REALLLLYYY hate my job! Point stated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I finally finished watching Boys Before Flowers! Sadded! Now I've got nothing to watch! But it's soooo sweet! Think I need to rewatch this sometime =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 339px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://coolsmurf.files.wordpress.com/2009/02/ost_boysbeforeflowers.jpg?w=500&amp;amp;h=366&amp;amp;h=366" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm off to listen to the soundtrack!! Lalala~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-7378627770068032322?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/7378627770068032322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=7378627770068032322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/7378627770068032322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/7378627770068032322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2009/04/yesh-i-killed-cockroach-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/SedR6ahjBfI/AAAAAAAAAKc/n8A54TpmKPQ/s72-c/P15-04-09_16.31.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-5290380866650752576</id><published>2009-03-07T06:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T09:30:17.458-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate making decisions, especially big ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really traumatic that you had to get results that are in the middle of nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY wanted to be a vet and I do qualify! Just that our pathetic small dot has nowhere that offers veternary science and I have to go overseas. It doesn't help either that everyone else is laughing at me, saying that I'm childish for thinking of doing vet. I don't get it! Suddenly it's like wrong to have dreams and aspirations. So for having thoughts of doing something 'un-pragmatic' is termed 'childish?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case I spoke to Dr Koh about it today during work about taking up vet. And she goes, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;'when you come back to S'pore, u really have to set up your own clinic and actually treat pets you know, otherwise you're going to end up in AVA certifying Airpork everyday. Not very fun hor...&lt;/span&gt;' Which, despite it being a joke, had me agreeing with her. Then Dr Koh goes on to say, ' &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;maybe you want to try studying in New Zealand? Cos there's like more sheep and cow population than that of humans.&lt;/span&gt;' &lt;-- Is this for real?!!! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Update: Just confirmed with Charlene, she said driving on the roads can just keep seeing sheeps.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Plus taking vet takes like, 6 yrs? Dr Koh teased me,' &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;when you get back you're 26! Still no boyfriend you know! Unless you want ang moh la.&lt;/span&gt;' Omg..I going to be jobless and boyfriend-less when I get back. How come nothing of this 'vet' thing sounds good? If it's not pork, its sheep, and now...SINGLE. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;BLEAK&lt;/span&gt; I TELL YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5a7kzDUIpWY/Rk1X9-soGTI/AAAAAAAAABU/EHspX4qo6Wo/s320/airpork.gif" /&gt; This disgusting shit scares me...=(&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I thought about plan B, and I was thinking of life science and discussing it with Ailing. She showed me this site:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://madnessreloaded.blogspot.com/2006/10/what-is-worse-than-being-nus-grad.html"&gt;http://madnessreloaded.blogspot.com/2006/10/what-is-worse-than-being-nus-grad.html&lt;/a&gt; which is like kinda funny but its also true. It sounds like life science is so out of the option. Cos..I don't want to be washing test tubes? -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Chong just added me on FB and she asked about s05's results. I almost teared because I've really disappointed her and at that point I really didn't want to tell her my GP grades. But I thought she's really been one of the best things that happened to me during my JC life that no matter what, I still had to let her know how I fared. It's the least I could do. She's hasn't replied yet though. GP was really a nightmare. I promised her a B and I am far from it. So it's not just Ms Chong that I've let down, I disappoint myself too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom asked me if I've regretted for not doing better. But I asked myself, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I can only regret if there was something that I could have done about it but didn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. The thing is, I did everything I could, the effort was just...not paid off. So was there really anything I could regret about? I can blame the stupid cold air conditioner that day, or the stomach pain in the morning, or the inability to put aside that emotional hurt during the exam period. But in the end all the blame just boils down to one thing: Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as a result: all this shit I'm having to face with now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-5290380866650752576?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/5290380866650752576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=5290380866650752576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/5290380866650752576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/5290380866650752576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-hate-making-decisions-especially-big.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5a7kzDUIpWY/Rk1X9-soGTI/AAAAAAAAABU/EHspX4qo6Wo/s72-c/airpork.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-914594749327119094</id><published>2009-02-24T07:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T07:21:00.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It was an emotional day today, good and bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad I passed my BTT and met up with Wanzhen. That's all I have to be thankful for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone else today only made me confused, disappointed and angry at myself for allowing myself to think otherwise. I kept trying to think positive but I know that's probably stupid of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I know you'd probably hate my ambiguity, but I'm depressed ok! Deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;If you didn't care, why bother, it makes it so hard for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-914594749327119094?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/914594749327119094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=914594749327119094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/914594749327119094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/914594749327119094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2009/02/it-was-emotional-day-today-good-and-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-591319413415095365</id><published>2009-02-20T08:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T09:02:28.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was really fun! Met up with Ruoying and Charlene today after work together with Peh to watch the movie 'He's Just Not That Into You'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 444px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://sg.wrs.yahoo.com/_ylt=A0S0zvj12Z5Jz3kBFv0u4gt./SIG=1356ff05v/EXP=1235233653/**http%3A//eur.i1.yimg.com/eur.yimg.com/ng/xp/yahoo_manual/20090206/11/4018018465.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Movie was NICE! Funny and romantic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was suppose to meet Char and Peh first before catching a quick dinner then to the movies, but I was stopped by FIVE surveyors and only ONE miserable me to fend for myself even though I kept telling them I didn't want to do their survey. Then they asked if I was Singaporean. So I thought I can just lie my way out of this and said that I was Msian. Then they were like,' really? You have no accent. Which part of Msia.' Damn it, can't I just lie if I want to? So after some time, I thought they were going to let me off after me lying throughout that I'm a Msian PR, studying at a Poly, and can't understand Chinese very well. They kept asking '你几岁？住哪里？' So I pretended and kept 'huh-ing' all the way since all of them kept asking in Chinese. BUT! One stupid other person appeared and said he could convey to me in English. ahhhhhhh...So bo bian, I have to do their stupid survey which took me 20min! Char and Peh left me 6 missed calls by then because they thought I was kidnapped. HAHA. Thanks for worrying about me! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, we went to, according to Ruoying, 'hang out' at Starbucks and we were sitting there chatting till 11pm before trying to leave Wisma and realising that all the entrances were closed except for one. It's super scary to leave the mall after closing hours, the lights are off and the escalators don't work and the place is almost empty! We even saw a cockroach and I was busy screaming...ok that's very idiotic. Ruoying says there are alot of rats at Orchard area and I'm like, if i ever saw one I'll be jumping and screaming at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, just got word from Wanzhen that there's going to be yet ANOTHER class gathering. Oh Joy. And......it's NEVER going to happen. Don't blame me for throwing cold water, it's just not going to happen EVER. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I'm still contemplating if I should go cut my hair tomorrow. Shucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"I'm the exception"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"You're MY exception (Awwww...)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-591319413415095365?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/591319413415095365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=591319413415095365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/591319413415095365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/591319413415095365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2009/02/today-was-really-fun-met-up-with.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-430772571485210154</id><published>2009-02-18T03:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T04:43:39.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wanzhen makes me happy for nothing. I wanna go to &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Jason Mraz&lt;/span&gt; concert on 5 March. But that girl has to work! Ms Leeeeeeeeeeee!!! Take leave!!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mtv.com/shared/promoimages/bands/m/mraz_jason/a_z/281x211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.mtv.com/shared/promoimages/bands/m/mraz_jason/a_z/281x211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Meanwhile I'm just going to youtube his music because I'm too cheap to buy his album. Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Work is crap. I'm apparently a maid there. Plus I really can't stand my one of my colleague so much so that I got a little poster to paste on my bedside to remind me that this shit job will be over soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304111100277168306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/SZv88X06GLI/AAAAAAAAAKU/-PJ2pRR-3vc/s320/IMG_0816.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Basically she's called Rayne. I hate her. Therefore the poster. Wahhaha. I'm so childish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-430772571485210154?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/430772571485210154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=430772571485210154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/430772571485210154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/430772571485210154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2009/02/wanzhen-makes-me-happy-for-nothing.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/SZv88X06GLI/AAAAAAAAAKU/-PJ2pRR-3vc/s72-c/IMG_0816.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-2646659611412820622</id><published>2009-02-12T02:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T02:29:28.275-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm in a really bad mood today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somethings are really not worth getting upset over, but you just do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really tiring to put up with this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-2646659611412820622?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/2646659611412820622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=2646659611412820622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/2646659611412820622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/2646659611412820622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-in-really-bad-mood-today.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-6036878080267648128</id><published>2009-02-09T07:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T07:42:36.628-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stupid Sissy! &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I HATE SISSIES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I got onto the bus today behind this girl. Then this guy, who is dressed super gay-ly and spoke with a fake american accent, behind me said 'excuse me', apparently, to me. But I had no idea he was talking to me given that there are no eyes behind my back and how on earth was I suppose to know he and the girl before me were related? So I didn't answer him and what the hell did he do? He blowed my hair with his mouth! SHIT. That's manners for you. So I finally realise he was asking me to move so he could stand next to the girl. So fine, whatever, I let him in first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was another girl behind me, who is apparently, also related to that shit sissy. So I was walking to the back of the bus when the sissy turned around and realise that the girl was not behind him, and instead, to his dismay, was &lt;em&gt;'fresh-smelling hair'&lt;/em&gt; me. So he yelled to the girl,' come over here Sarah, just bang her &lt;em&gt;(me).&lt;/em&gt;' Excuse me? Am I a pole?! I'll bang his head on a pole! He needs one badly. But, I'm patient, so I let the girl in too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few stops, there was a seat right in front of me. The sissy took it and so one of the girls told him, 'you dare to sit there? Aren't you afraid you'll make her angry again?' SEee...even they know he is rude. And there he goes, acting all chummy with me, 'aww...did I make her mad?' Then he looks at me. And I lost it. I don't care if the bus were filled with people sleeping or that some of them were kay-poing about my situation. I told him, 'no, how could I be angry? It's &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;love the assholes day&lt;/span&gt;.' And then I rolled my eyes and quickly got off the bus once I reached my stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are there such creeps?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-6036878080267648128?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/6036878080267648128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=6036878080267648128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/6036878080267648128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/6036878080267648128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2009/02/stupid-sissy-i-hate-sissies-i-got-onto.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-3546856919244702366</id><published>2009-02-02T04:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T04:54:59.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just read something on yahoo news which was quite funny. A man in Indonesia with an uncanny resemblance to the US president, Obama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 410px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://d.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/p/rids/20090120/i/r2943817669.jpg?" border="0" /&gt;Really quite alike except for the skin tone. So they say there are 4 people in the world who looks exactly like you. Now it seems quite believable. Cool ~!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was pay day!!! Lalala. And this Friday will be going into an actual operation theatre to witness a jaw operation where my colleagues promised &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;LOTS OF BLOOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! This is sooooo cool!! Haaha. It's like I'm shooting a channel 8 drama, except my colleagues say it's extremely smelly and boring. =( Nevermind!! It's a super nice experience! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOT FOR THE FAINT-HEARTED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Update on last week, PG and I went to watch Bride Wars!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 186px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.aolcdn.com/mf_movies/32267_p_m" border="0" /&gt;It's nice and funny! Plus it also highlighted the meaning of relationships. Something rather meaningful that the narrator said at the end of the movie was that &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;'the one that becomes the most important to you would be the one that's always there for you no matter what.&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;/span&gt; Simple. Nuff' said. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Company dinner this Thur! But working is really sickening, I need to be out. Ask me out people!! =D&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/20329942-3546856919244702366?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/3546856919244702366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=3546856919244702366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/3546856919244702366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/3546856919244702366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2009/02/just-read-something-on-yahoo-news-which.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-9204064988973568409</id><published>2009-01-26T07:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T08:42:58.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;First Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone woke up at 11 today! Haha. Can't believe we slept in till so late! So we rushed like mad to the temples and all. By 4, we were done and so went to JP  to watch:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.cathay.com.sg/images/2009/img_weddinggame.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The Wedding Game&lt;/span&gt;! It's a super waste of time. Plus there was a crazy man beside me who laughs like it's the funniest show he's ever watched. And every moment when the camera zooms in on Fann Wong, he keeps whistling. Dots.  Anyways, bought popcorn to entertain myself and &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;GV&lt;/span&gt; had some promotion thingy and they gave 3 cows, money box cows that is....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295633453499950066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/SX3ekYiKI_I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/-NUz0J9f7DM/s320/IMG_0789.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And the body has &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;'Happy 牛 Year'&lt;/span&gt; written on it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Afterwards was dinner at &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Swensens&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295631931576335746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/SX3dLy7SvYI/AAAAAAAAAJM/qUFdSqpuj3s/s320/IMG_0780.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The fries are like super nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295633421882654290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/SX3eiiwAflI/AAAAAAAAAJU/HAPquSv8zk0/s320/IMG_0781.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is mine, some chicken baked rice thing. Er...still so-so i suppose. But then i had my favourite banana split! And that makes it all better =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/SX3f07p7U7I/AAAAAAAAAKM/4kjz0Gt-csw/s1600-h/IMG_0785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295634837317309362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/SX3f07p7U7I/AAAAAAAAAKM/4kjz0Gt-csw/s320/IMG_0785.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yum Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295633441384557106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/SX3ejrZn6jI/AAAAAAAAAJc/EjYH1y3Yvvw/s320/IMG_0782.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seafood Black Pepper spaghetti! Mummy and Bro had this! Daddy had steak, which he wouldn't allow me to take a picture of because he says he doesn't want people to know he's eating a cow on new year's day. Haha, well too bad, I'm saying it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/SX3fa03yZ1I/AAAAAAAAAKE/nda29swGMXA/s1600-h/IMG_0785.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think there's more visiting tomorrow. Hais...update soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/20329942-9204064988973568409?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/9204064988973568409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=9204064988973568409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/9204064988973568409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/9204064988973568409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-day-everyone-woke-up-at-11-today.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/SX3ekYiKI_I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/-NUz0J9f7DM/s72-c/IMG_0789.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-7004018980854912906</id><published>2009-01-25T09:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T10:23:57.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy CNY !!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh it's like 2am and I'm not asleep. I'm going to go visiting tomorrow with heavy eyebags! Ah well, not tired anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year lacks the festive mood, although I'm not sure why. I don't even feel like going out to get ang baos tomorrow. Even reunion dinner was boring. Same steamboat, same dishes, same 'everyone watching tv, no one's talking' senario. My life is a boring hell every year....=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just chatted with Ailing about our jobs. She's enjoying hers so much and eagering telling me what she learnt from it. Strangely, when she asked me, I thought of nothing. So I lamely answered that I learnt how to use phones? Bah! If it's anything, I learnt that education is important, otherwise you'll end up with a super mudane, low-pay job like a receptionist. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm still looking forward to Wednesday! Some big shot (can't say who) is coming to the clinic, supposedly armed with many bodyguards! This is going to be so cool! When I answered the call from his secretary, I got so excited, which is stupid given that I have no idea who he is. But I asked pehgek, 'Do you think Prince William comes here too?' Which I'm secretly hoping he is because my job needs excitement...haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kays, ta! I'm off to get whatever is left of beauty sleep. AngBaos, here I come!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-7004018980854912906?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/7004018980854912906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=7004018980854912906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/7004018980854912906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/7004018980854912906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-cny-gosh-its-like-2am-and-im-not.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-3455233466377769557</id><published>2009-01-17T08:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T09:07:37.964-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's Sunday MORNING!! =)))) No work today! =D Just returned home from dinner with the girls. Alicia and I are anti-foodcourt so we ate at pastamania at erm..lot 1?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While talking with them, it feels like time passed really fast. Most of us are busy with our new jobs, some of us schooling. It's so weird that we're actually talking about pay, expenses, travelling fees and CPF?!!! Haha, we're in working class now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;To Carina, don't feel left behind ok? Do what you need to do, and don't get too stressed out yea? 加油加油!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292307722942566626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/SXIN1YwMUOI/AAAAAAAAAIM/nJSEc67978g/s320/IMG_0759.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292307727874613666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/SXIN1rIFYaI/AAAAAAAAAIU/9nDtRwi18pQ/s320/IMG_0760.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;(Yikes, mommy caught me online this late. She says,' Tomorrow I'm going to have a good talk with you about your disgusting habit of sleeping late.' -.- For heaven sake, it's like...Sunday? Gimme a break...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-3455233466377769557?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/3455233466377769557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=3455233466377769557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/3455233466377769557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/3455233466377769557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-sunday-morning-no-work-today-d-just.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/SXIN1YwMUOI/AAAAAAAAAIM/nJSEc67978g/s72-c/IMG_0759.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-7928239346143487239</id><published>2009-01-14T08:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T08:40:13.037-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whoohoo! I change skin AGAIN. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;Update on weekends, my blog is still alive!! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-7928239346143487239?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/7928239346143487239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=7928239346143487239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/7928239346143487239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/7928239346143487239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2009/01/whoohoo-i-change-skin-again.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-7074617418737358168</id><published>2008-12-24T07:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T07:34:52.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got a job!!! Haha. Went for job interviews yesterday with &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;PehGek&lt;/span&gt;. We met up in the morning and marked out companies we could try our luck on, like real jobless people! Haha. So the first one was a petshop, the one at bpp. Initially I was excited about the prospect of working there, but the boss was the shitest person ever!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His staff said to go for the interview at 12.30 because his boss will be back at that time. I went, and the da pai boss came only at 2.30! I thought is those very important businessman, need to wait for 2 hours. Turns out, he's just some coffeeshop looking uncle who's semi bald!! No class still want to act big shot. Then upon interviewing, he scoffed at my expected salary, the conversion went like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Boss: You have no experience at all you know, and you dare to ask for such an amount? Unless you are a groomer or what, but you are just a assistant!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me (determined not to lose my temper): It can be lowered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Boss: Of course it can be lowered! I don't know what you are thinking you know. I don't know is it you think you can go to a university you deserve such high payment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody hell. I bet he didn't even finish secondary school lah. Jealous ah? Don't want me, also don't have to suan me until like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went to marina for a John Little cashier job, but I think there are too many applicants. By the time we reached, the interview is closed. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly we went to a dental clinic in Paragon. I didn't know paragon has a paragon tower too! But ya, finished that interview too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today morning, the clinic called and said that both Pg and I got the job! So now we're receptionists!! Haha. But the pay is ultra bad. Like, Mac's price? I guess its for the experience till I can get a better job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Job starts on Friday. Gosh...that's fast...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-7074617418737358168?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/7074617418737358168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=7074617418737358168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/7074617418737358168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/7074617418737358168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-got-job-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-833804961705809443</id><published>2008-12-22T09:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T10:01:36.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am BORED. Been searching for a job since like forever but till date stil NOTHING. No plans for the coming days either. Bored bored bored. Meanwhile, I'm doing research (geek) on dogs!! Yea must plan for my future doggie!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/5/5a/Yu_Wawa.JPG/800px-Yu_Wawa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/5/5a/Yu_Wawa.JPG/800px-Yu_Wawa.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The Maltese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fc95.deviantart.com/fs12/f/2006/336/5/5/pomeranian_by_sierra8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 349px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://fc95.deviantart.com/fs12/f/2006/336/5/5/pomeranian_by_sierra8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The Pomeranian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.breederretriever.com/photopost/data/522/shih_moro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 350px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.breederretriever.com/photopost/data/522/shih_moro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The Shih Tzu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yep! Either one is ideal! =DD Anyone wants to contribute to my &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;getting-a-dog&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; fund? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I NEED TO GO OUT!! Pathetically free on X'mas/Eve...how can anyone get so lonely during the holiday season. On top of that, I also need MONEY. It's no fun without cash! ;) In other words, I need a job....arrghhhh!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Last Sunday was bbq day with my family! I love get-togethers!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282673860684086754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/SU_T4zJQ_eI/AAAAAAAAAH8/ff64YUVMvWM/s320/n662417800_1150668_5488.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Cousins, my grandma, our moms...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282673858711247730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/SU_T4ry523I/AAAAAAAAAH0/Iy_hwbS08rY/s320/n662417800_1150705_7319.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Grandma, my sister, me and Jingyi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282673858174806546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/SU_T4pzAahI/AAAAAAAAAHs/oR85ZBka3dg/s320/n662417800_1150743_1557.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Whoots! We love to cam whore!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282674747048469906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/SU_UsZHAJZI/AAAAAAAAAIE/R4Pv29ft_xI/s320/n662417800_1150666_4061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My family!! =X We're all so &lt;em&gt;big sized&lt;/em&gt; (putting it nicely) Hee. You'll see the family resemblance. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/20329942-833804961705809443?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/833804961705809443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=833804961705809443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/833804961705809443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/833804961705809443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-am-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/SU_T4zJQ_eI/AAAAAAAAAH8/ff64YUVMvWM/s72-c/n662417800_1150668_5488.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-929352616808510113</id><published>2008-12-03T04:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T04:16:27.592-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went out today with &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Pg &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Sab &lt;/span&gt;to recruit express to register ourselves for jobs. They are like, super amazing, about an hour or so after we register, I immediately got a call from them, for an accounting job at Buona Vista. Well, no details were given as of yet, so I guess I have to wait a while before agreeing or rejecting the offer. In any case, they are efficient!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow going out with wanzhen, xinhui and cat. Let's hope I don't regret this. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-929352616808510113?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/929352616808510113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=929352616808510113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/929352616808510113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/929352616808510113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2008/12/went-out-today-with-pg-and-sab-to.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-7783853687098793664</id><published>2008-11-30T07:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T07:56:35.561-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I made a blogskin!! =D If there is any problem with the layout tell me kays? It looks fine on my com...^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week, everyone's going for prom...I'm stuck at home...=( And I've got no plans for the entire week...people please call me out!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note:    TWO MORE WEEKS TILL I REMOVE MY BRACES!!!!&lt;br /&gt;But my dentist said I'm going to have to remove all my wisdom tooth eventually...hais...以后再说. Braceless teeth!!! =DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-7783853687098793664?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/7783853687098793664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=7783853687098793664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/7783853687098793664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/7783853687098793664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-made-blogskin-d-if-there-is-any.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-8499456376885360833</id><published>2008-11-25T04:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T05:47:24.651-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been going out for the past few days and my legs are killing me. But I'm happy to be finally going out! Today was outing at Bugis with&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; Peh&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt; Lei&lt;/span&gt;. Lei bought her prom dress and her pretend glasses and another top. Peh got a top, and I got nothing. Haha. Picky picky me. We took neoprints too, like old times. Stupid machine gave us ugly pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/SSvw1vOSvvI/AAAAAAAAAHk/XMIYTwnnKlU/s1600-h/np2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272572594767445746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/SSvw1vOSvvI/AAAAAAAAAHk/XMIYTwnnKlU/s320/np2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/SSvwMPm3FMI/AAAAAAAAAHU/dYtpIhBqrM8/s1600-h/np1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272571881905919170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 217px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/SSvwMPm3FMI/AAAAAAAAAHU/dYtpIhBqrM8/s320/np1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going out with wanzhen tmr for buffet! Gosh I'm going to get fatter.&lt;br /&gt;I really really need a job!! Anyone going to find one tell me okay? Need company. Hee..I'm such a coward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-8499456376885360833?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/8499456376885360833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=8499456376885360833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/8499456376885360833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/8499456376885360833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2008/11/ive-been-going-out-for-past-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/SSvw1vOSvvI/AAAAAAAAAHk/XMIYTwnnKlU/s72-c/np2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-5477042370010848731</id><published>2008-11-21T04:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T05:17:01.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Did I mention that &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;A LEVELS ARE OVER!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hohoho!! Finally its the holidays! Its funny, but I feel at a sudden lost at what to do now. Haha, been so preoccupied with studies that now without it, I'm kinda bored. -.- (欠打) The day of Bio, I didn't have anyone to go out with. Even till today I'm still stuck at home. Hais..my very sad life. No friend. That's ok, next week I've got some activities planned! Yesh! Finally I got a chance to get out. Meanwhile, I'm getting hooked on anime!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 393px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2064/2053673031_643ce6fd72.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 305px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 325px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3271/2858434832_243e3195aa.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;70 episodes and 2 movies 0f Cardcaptor Sakura. 24 episodes of Lovely Complex. Both are super super nice!! I'm like super addicted to Jap stuff and I'm going to find more to watch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Probably going to get a job, anyone has offers, please call me to join!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Calendar:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sat&lt;/span&gt;- Outing with mummy and brother&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Mon&lt;/span&gt;- Sending sister off to hongkong and then shopping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Tue&lt;/span&gt;- Shopping with pehpeh and lei &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Wed&lt;/span&gt;- Buffet with Wanzhen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Must make myself busy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-5477042370010848731?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/5477042370010848731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=5477042370010848731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/5477042370010848731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/5477042370010848731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2008/11/did-i-mention-that-levels-are-over.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-1856709555085497090</id><published>2008-10-03T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T06:15:03.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Having a really bad day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Morning:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bus was really late and needless to say, so were we. So we had to run all the way to school, and even upon entering the school gate, Cameron Yau wants to have a running competition with us. -.- Early morning PE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Lit, we were given back our final paper. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; wasn't happy that I won him, and made a stupid big fuss. Jealous much. Then he still went on to sabotage me later. I am so hating him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Afternoon:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a slight stomach cramp. But I knew it was going to get worse so I decided to just sign out of school and miss GP and Bio. I still had strength to go all the way to Lot 1, but after that I wasn't seeing right, I think I'm about to faint. So I decided to take taxi. At the taxi stand, there was 3 people in front of me, without a taxi in sight. So I was feeling tremendously painful and went to ask the people in front of me if I could cut their queue. And by this time I was perspiring cold sweat and looking as pale as a ghost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st person ( Sergent Rank Army Personale): Stupid blind people, how can grant this stupid person a sergent rank when he is soooo selfish. I ask, and he didn't even think, and just said ,'NO.' So much for serving the nation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd person: Couldn't understand English, and I simply had no strength to play charades with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd person ( I hate her the most): There I was at the brink of fainting, and I pleaded with her to let me in front of her. And she gave the world's most ridiculous excuse. That she has to go home to &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;COOK&lt;/span&gt;. My god, what? One taxi later your food will rot is it? When she is pregnant, and her waterbag burst and she asks me to let her in front, I can also tell her cannot, I need to go home to cook. -.- Damn her cooking la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The poor taxi driver was trying to cheer me up when I finally got a taxi, but I simply had no strength to entertain him. I asked him if $8 was enough to get me to Yew Tee. Then he laughed and said," I'll be happy if you give me all" And I thought nothing of it, I just 'orh.' Then he said," nono, I meant $8 is more than enough.' And I only ,'orh' again. Lol. Then I realise he was making a joke and I quickly apologise, saying that I was unwell. So he told me he will drive faster to get me home and make it cheap. =D Uncle is the best lor. In the end its $5. Phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thing is, I reach home and I really fainted. Hais...stupid monthly routine of fainting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then I heard from my friend that the idiotic &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Someone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; went to GP class and told Ms Chong that I delibrately pon her lesson. What shit! He's just not happy that I won him in both his forte subs, GP and Lit, stupid attitude he gives me. Sore loser. Luckily Ms Chong didn't believe him. Hmph, please, your stupid lies cannot tarnish my good reputation. (Lol)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-1856709555085497090?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/1856709555085497090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=1856709555085497090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/1856709555085497090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/1856709555085497090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2008/10/having-really-bad-day.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-1781124170177288189</id><published>2008-09-21T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T08:59:59.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok I'm back to blog a little...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something happened which made me very sad these few days, been pretty beat up and I really don't feel like thinking about it anymore. Its stupid to just keep on crying about things that you know will never change, and keep having false hopes that some miracle might happen. Not worth it, and I just want to get rid of this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so to occupy myself and not think about upsetting stuff, I watched movies and dramas!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On friday immediately after school, I went with &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Pehgek, Sabrina&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; Ruiwen&lt;/span&gt; to causeway mac for brunch and then sab had to leave then &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;QinLei&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;came and we watched:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://otho.douban.com/lpic/s3054681.jpg" border="0" /&gt;It was super impromptu for me, didn't plan to watch this show at all. But well, I didn't want to go home after exams so I thought I might as well just watch. And....its sooooooo nice! Ok the plot was lame, like totally impossible in the real world unless you're mighty rich! But the meaning was there, about dreams...about trust. Its just so touching and funny throughout the movie. Not to mention the lead was sooo cute. He looks kinda like the actor who acted as Soshi in &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Absolute Boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p163/candzganda_11/Mizushima_Hiro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p163/candzganda_11/Mizushima_Hiro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos-333.friendster.com/e1/photos/33/31/35641333/1_771835912l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos-333.friendster.com/e1/photos/33/31/35641333/1_771835912l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Top: Absolute Boyfriend ..............................Bottom: Hana Yori Dango&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't they look similar! Both so cute too!! &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So then I got super addicted and rushed home to watch &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hana Yori Dango 1&lt;/span&gt; and I finished the entire series in a day. Freak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img246.imageshack.us/img246/3835/hanayoridangosu9.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img246.imageshack.us/img246/3835/hanayoridangosu9.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And another brilliant show that I've watched:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://deletrium.files.wordpress.com/2008/02/poster-l-a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L is sooooo awesome!! Should totally watch this, plus it make you think! Makes me feel like watching all the death note movies all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know...so many Jap shows? But its sooo nice!! Jdramas are like sooo cool. Plus the actors can actually act...-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I decided to watch english movies for a change and I watched two amanda bynes movies..lol, typical chick flicks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slashfilm.com/wp/wp-content/images/sydneywhiteposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.slashfilm.com/wp/wp-content/images/sydneywhiteposter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.impawards.com/2003/posters/what_a_girl_wants.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.impawards.com/2003/posters/what_a_girl_wants.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Sydney White&lt;/span&gt; was kinda like a spin off from Snow White, which was pretty cool I guess. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;What A Girl Wants&lt;/span&gt; was alot nicer, and funnier. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then I watched another classical spin off: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Another Cinderella Story&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/0/0c/AAnotherCinderellaStory.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its actually quite nice! Its totally not the same from A Cinderella Story by Hilary Duff, this one has got to do with dancing, which is really nice! Plus Selena Gomez and Drew Steely are soo cute together!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then the suicidal movie for me...of all shows I shouldn't have watched this one given my lousy mood. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t141/cinderella_smile/20071161545196477.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was sooooooo touching. Actually it's pretty Korean Drama-ish. Boy likes girl. Girl likes boy. Boy had terminal disease and had no choice but to break up with girl. Girl doesn't understand the sudden change in feeling but was helpless. Falls in love with another boy later but realise the one she really loves was her first love. Typical huh. But I was crying alot given the already sad state that I'm in. It's actually worth watching again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I will watch Hana Yori Dango 2 next, just to make myself laugh. Such a freak I am. Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next Tue will be celebrating Char's birthday. Good, at least I can go out with friends and get ready for Wed when we go back to school and face stinky results. Plus I need the extra courage to face someone...don't know if I can do it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;不敢相信就这样结束了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;一切的一切也只能变成回忆&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;知道自己也有错&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;所以我不怪你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;其实你也知道‘普通’已经是不可能的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;既然如此，别逞强了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;各自回到从前的自己吧。。。&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;但在这之前我想知道：&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;--你开心过吗？&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&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/20329942-1781124170177288189?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/1781124170177288189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=1781124170177288189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/1781124170177288189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/1781124170177288189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2008/09/ok-im-back-to-blog-little.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-9122781445720258120</id><published>2008-08-10T20:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T20:18:21.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is so saddening...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for soft rebonding on Friday. Then obviously I'm not suppose to wash my hair for at least 2 days. But....it was sooooo itchy and smelly! So...umm...I washed it after a day. And now my hair is like, flipping everywhere, its not even straight anymore!!! Heartache!!! I just spent $146 on a hair that won't even last a week!!! I should have just let my scalp die from itching!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my mirror is going to break from my staring into it all day, pulling my hair, desperate to make it straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...I think I need to save money again...end of year maybe do another time. Haiyer...the hairdresser still say if I take care of it, can last for 8 months. Sad...why is my hair so stubborn!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-9122781445720258120?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/9122781445720258120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=9122781445720258120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/9122781445720258120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/9122781445720258120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-is-so-saddening.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-2142612617277946812</id><published>2008-07-16T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T01:56:51.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And I thought PW was over. Apparently, we have to write our own testimonial to &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;'claim ownership'&lt;/span&gt;. Er...thanks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This so reminds me of PW, need to do drafts, get it vetted and all, except worse...I have to &lt;em&gt;self-praise, exaggerate, make semi false claims&lt;/em&gt;. Its practically sinning! I guess writing JC testimonial is probably a factor for why so many people suffer from schizophrenia since I have to write in 3rd person narrative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I can't even stand people who are like that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm still thinking of adjectives that are commendable yet subtle, which adds up to nothing because every word gives me goosebumps. And then the brillant idea, I'm going to copy words from my sec 4 testimonial. Ha, I lack creativity seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, I did 282 hrs of cip during my sec school days? And erm...I can't even churn out 100 hours in JC. Brilliant. I hate JC. Why can't they use my sec 4 testi instead! You'd think employers will know JC = no life and the testimonial don't mean a thing? I was think of including that I'm a maths rep and then i remembered that some maths teacher who I've been offering my services to for the past 6 months doesn't even realise I'm his maths rep. This is how significant I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I've gone idiotic. I actually deleted Microsoft Word from my PC at a time like this! How am I going to write a testi without Word? Any kind soul wants to lend me theirs? =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-2142612617277946812?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/2142612617277946812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=2142612617277946812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/2142612617277946812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/2142612617277946812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2008/07/and-i-thought-pw-was-over.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-1134871358562564994</id><published>2008-07-12T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T08:55:28.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First week of school is over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received most of my results, except for one paper of Lit. Umm, kinda disappointed. I think I am stressing myself too much. I did improve, but then others did too, and theirs is a much bigger jump. So how come I'm still so slow? Then when some subjects improve, others deteriorate. So sickening, study so hard but no results. Plus, all the H2 subs are going to have banding. I'm so going to lose out compared to those in the better bandings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, what to do, still have to carry on this stressful studying at least till the A levels. My mom was like, ' why is your chem not improving even though you have tuition?! I'm going to fire her (my tutor)' I mean, my tutor is not the best around, but she's not that bad. So my mom thinks its my tutor that is lousy since I'm studying like mad for my chem, so guilty...I don't even know if I should defend her though, because for a tutor, she's really not that good... =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm suppose to have a class outing next friday ( shock, my class?) but....I am going back to kss for gb farewell!!! Which is weird, cos going back there, I'm going to know none of the juniors anyway, so I don't see a point, aside from the fact that we're going to visit ms leong, and gossip among ourselves....and...erm...eat free food...?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-1134871358562564994?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/1134871358562564994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=1134871358562564994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/1134871358562564994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/1134871358562564994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2008/07/first-week-of-school-is-over.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-6510408116803968438</id><published>2008-07-07T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T06:37:14.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;End of the marking-period holidays le. Aiyee..can count as finally being able to watch shows, go shopping, slack without feeling guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Never really go out much la, since not feeling well anyway. Its okay, I ended up at home being some drama addict, I told myself before the exams that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Zettai Kareshi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was going to be my last drama, cannot distract myself le. And then here I am, after exams, busy getting hooked onto another show: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;命中注定我爱你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Haha. Must blame those who keep telling me is nice, (but really very nice xD) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zettai Kareshi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.d-addicts.com/forumfiles/zettai_kareshi_138.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;命中注定我爱你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://movie.free029.com/jpg/命中注定我爱你.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My two very very nice dramas. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tomorrow have to go back to school. Should be getting back most of our results ba. Somehow I just know I'm not going to do well. Can only hope its not too bad...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-6510408116803968438?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/6510408116803968438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=6510408116803968438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/6510408116803968438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/6510408116803968438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2008/07/end-of-marking-period-holidays-le.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-4298456568774181442</id><published>2008-07-01T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T22:45:38.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Exams finally ended...but I'm not happy... =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-4298456568774181442?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/4298456568774181442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=4298456568774181442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/4298456568774181442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/4298456568774181442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2008/07/exams-finally-ended.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-9036244436982080921</id><published>2008-06-03T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T08:11:45.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg. Today is a damn scary day. Early in the morning heard my maid screaming away. Then crap...some shit was on the dinning table...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;what's that in the distance...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/SEVdz0S3UJI/AAAAAAAAAE8/w1p7z61Mhds/s1600-h/IMG_0703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207671688916324498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/SEVdz0S3UJI/AAAAAAAAAE8/w1p7z61Mhds/s320/IMG_0703.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Umm..&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WARNING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Prepare yourself for the pukable scene!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ready?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/SEVd013wo-I/AAAAAAAAAFE/e9IHzbVs8bw/s1600-h/IMG_0704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207671706519380962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/SEVd013wo-I/AAAAAAAAAFE/e9IHzbVs8bw/s320/IMG_0704.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;A FREAKIN LIZARD!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It super spoils my day. Think its like really squished, and its tail is chopped off. Eww. And it gave off a damn disgusting smell..like rotting. &gt;_&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-9036244436982080921?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/9036244436982080921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=9036244436982080921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/9036244436982080921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/9036244436982080921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2008/06/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/SEVdz0S3UJI/AAAAAAAAAE8/w1p7z61Mhds/s72-c/IMG_0703.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-1850096780455800767</id><published>2008-05-30T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T08:06:07.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So before anyone thinks my blog is dead....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Firstly, I am so guilty. I made excuses for the Lit camp today. &lt;em&gt;Technically&lt;/em&gt; its not a total lie, because I did in fact, have tuition tomorrow, just that I could easily change it, which I am not about to. To think I just decided never to pon stuff again. But then again, Lit camp was a total waste of my time. There was this supposedly trip to the Botanics but it rained, so we came back to school, did some random poem recitation in which I acted as a &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;TREE&lt;/span&gt;, had disgusting food as dinner, and went through lit text which lasted 20 minutes for &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ONE&lt;/span&gt; question. So yah, I rather come home to my warm bed =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lit exams today was bad, bad, bad. I didn't get the main gist of the poems, so i probably would fail that. Pride and prejudice was done without quotes because I didn't have time to search for any. My only comfort was Othello, but then again, this is my first attempt on doing an essay question on this book, so I may have screwed up anyhow. Basically, I am so dead. If I pass, I'm going to pray at si ma lu. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(For real)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yes, must upload some pics we took on BBQ day on tue! So nice to have a gathering, takes me away from my usual detestable class. Looked at super old photos of us in the past, which was super hilarious. (Hor pehgek?) Can't wait till after the exams to do even more catching up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206184856880829474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/SEAVizVmVCI/AAAAAAAAAE0/7ZVffbIluGI/s320/DSC00309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206184852585862162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/SEAVijVmVBI/AAAAAAAAAEs/qUa4L1Pk9fc/s320/IMG_0689.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206184843995927554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/SEAViDVmVAI/AAAAAAAAAEk/4X0NmGlwelE/s320/IMG_0678.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206184839700960242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/SEAVhzVmU_I/AAAAAAAAAEc/w8bIF7JYDo8/s320/IMG_0670.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206184826816058338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/SEAVhDVmU-I/AAAAAAAAAEU/4TvKSQQWWLc/s320/IMG_0664.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Of course there is alot more pics, but my then my fringe is starting to look more like soggy french fries because of the oil. So nope, not going to show my 'glamourous' self.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-1850096780455800767?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/1850096780455800767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=1850096780455800767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/1850096780455800767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/1850096780455800767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2008/05/so-before-anyone-thinks-my-blog-is-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/SEAVizVmVCI/AAAAAAAAAE0/7ZVffbIluGI/s72-c/DSC00309.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-4912416045875538746</id><published>2008-05-23T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T05:24:02.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1 paper down! 4 more to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screwed up GP paper today. Did the question where I'm suppose to comment on how the government's introduction of the english language has impacted life and culture of Singapore. And stupid me stated that English is Singapore's national language. I'm so going to get an earful from Ms Chong. I believe I'm also blind for not seeing that we had to state local examples for AQ and I went on blabbling about Myanmar. Gosh...I can be so dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GSS has begun and I dying to go out amidst all the studying. I need a bag, shoes and clothes! Lol. So materialistic. This holiday, I plan to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Go for the BBQ!! ( which I haven't paid for =P )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Do class cip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Study ( not last min!!! )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Shopping!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Accomplish one art piece for my deviantart account&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Attend all remedials/ camps ( no more ponning! )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;For this week, I just plan on fully recovering. Stupid nose block is depriving me of oxygen supply and I'm getting major headaches every now and then. The porridge I eat 3 times a day isn't helping either. Plus there's mini cornettos in the fridge that I swear if I don't get my hands on it soon, it will just disappear. I sound really bad now, losing my voice occasionally. I can't even sing songs!!! =( Sad.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-4912416045875538746?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/4912416045875538746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=4912416045875538746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/4912416045875538746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/4912416045875538746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2008/05/1-paper-down-4-more-to-go-screwed-up-gp.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-1835944449738966124</id><published>2008-05-14T02:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T02:54:23.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and thus I conclude:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO MORE SPA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesh! Finished chem skill A today! Hope everything goes well (cross fingers). One more test to go for this week. Sian...hope it goes well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-1835944449738966124?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/1835944449738966124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=1835944449738966124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/1835944449738966124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/1835944449738966124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2008/05/and-thus-i-conclude-no-more-spa-yesh.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-6785863961632356511</id><published>2008-04-26T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T06:32:17.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate what I'm having to go through now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what's been said about me, some true, some fabricated. I just hope all will pass soon and, to &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;please grow up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Thanks for those who know me well enough to not believe those lies and stood by me. To those who didn't give me a chance to explain, I have nothing more to say to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was doing revision and my mom just popped by and said," you look dead." Don't know why that statement bothered me so much. So I grabbed the mirror and was damn sad la. I have dark rings around my eyes ( like really dark), then multiple white hairs, and breakouts. AAArrgghhh....A levels is driving me crazy!!! I need sleep!!! BEAUTY SLEEP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Difficult times...but I'm going to pull through...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-6785863961632356511?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/6785863961632356511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=6785863961632356511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/6785863961632356511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/6785863961632356511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-hate-what-im-having-to-go-through-now.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-5365772493487255886</id><published>2008-04-16T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T08:49:23.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Damn scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ponned Gp enrichment today. And Charlene had to go tell me that ponning will mean us having to see Usha. -_- kill me already. Ah well, I have half the school for companion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Ms Leong today. She really is no change. She was walking and talking to herself? Then she started to talk about how we should go back and help out in GB. Hais...miss those days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fire drill today was super horrible. They on purpose or what, choose such a scorching day to hold the fire drill, after my PE summore. So basically, its sweat after sweat. Ah well...at least I missed GP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray hard for me tomorrow. I shall take a step into freedom! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: My daddy is being super nice. Lol. Randomness, but I just find his way of expressing his concern kinda weird. Haha..at least he tried...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-5365772493487255886?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/5365772493487255886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=5365772493487255886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/5365772493487255886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/5365772493487255886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2008/04/damn-scared.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-4933969177872668511</id><published>2008-04-07T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T08:46:56.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Down in the Dumps...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why these problems spring up all of a sudden. It's like this whole situation is dumped on me all at once. I have no idea what am I going to do...I just know I don't like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have people lying to me, people who suddenly became this whole other person that I don't even know anymore. Then there are those who act as if I'm their no 1 best friend when I hardly know them. People who ignore me like I've offended them ( I have no idea if I did ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During choir today, Ms Ong told us to sing without scores and to focus, which meant really paying attention to OURSELVES. But I fumbled and lost myself amidst the singing, so I was glancing at the scores in front of me. And Ms Ong thought I was busy looking at others and not paying attention to my own singing, so she stopped the entire choir to single me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You, do you even want to sing? Why are you looking at other people for?!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. I don't want to sing, I have to. And I don't think there is anyone in front of me to look at anyway. Why does she even care about me? A miserable MEMBER? I'm trying to get it right and yet I'm accused of not focusing. Yes, It was wrong of me to sidetrack, but then again, if I had stopped singing halfway, I would have gotten reprimanded anyway. I'm so tired of this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if JC isn't enough a struggle as it is, now I've got CCA and friends to be burdened with. Zaleena said in class today that &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;stress only makes us prepared for the final battle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. I don't think I can even last through half of it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Because of your lies, I see the truth...and it hurts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-4933969177872668511?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/4933969177872668511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=4933969177872668511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/4933969177872668511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/4933969177872668511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2008/04/down-in-dumps.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-2095008011636376416</id><published>2008-03-31T05:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T05:40:22.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't believe my luck. For two FREAKIN days, I had to be so suay as to take the 985 trainee bus in the morning. The bus driver wasn't accustomed to the 'pioneer bus stop' and pioneers, in one of the teacher's words, though that the 'bus was owned by their grandfathers' and didn't bother pressing the bell. So for the second time, the bus overshot the bus stop and we all had to walk all the way back, inevitably, ended up late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was this super annoying woman on the bus. At every single stop, she just had to complain about students not moving into the bus to allow more people up. I mean, yea, it's really the students who are at wrong, but did she have to keep on repeating herself at EVERY stop, not to mention her giggling away when she realised we were all late. (Btw, she looks like a fool complaining to herself, when no one is listening to her constant chatter -.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back chem paper today. I guess I should be happy I passed since I slacked on this subject the most. Guess I gotta work harder. The shock: Ms Chan actually wrote NICE stuff about me this time, lol. I guess she doesn't hate me that much &lt;em&gt;yet.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Lit, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;I passed!!! &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;=D Fourth in class too! I am soooo super proud of myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The happiest moment of all....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;We MIGHT have a change in GP teacher!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt; LIKE FINALLY!?!! Lata has to give up one, out of her 3 classes and I'm praying real hard it's going to be ours. Like, I can already feel myself improving! Lol. Exaggeration...then again...the new one may not be as nice, but i'd rather try my luck! &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/20329942-2095008011636376416?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/2095008011636376416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=2095008011636376416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/2095008011636376416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/2095008011636376416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-cant-believe-my-luck.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-5802820959051250166</id><published>2008-03-28T01:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T01:25:44.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohmigod...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I passed LIT!!! (unseen)&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lol. It's just like, half the paper, which is just the poem. But I have never passed this shitty sub for this whole year. And I finally did! Thank god I'm no longer taught by Beh...or I can just keep on failing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;the stupid prose better not pull me down....stupid P&amp;amp;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I also passed Bio. Yay! Put in alot of effort, only manage to pass with E grade. Hais...nvm, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;再接再厉&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&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/20329942-5802820959051250166?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/5802820959051250166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=5802820959051250166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/5802820959051250166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/5802820959051250166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2008/03/ohmigod.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-4548958654271110786</id><published>2008-03-25T03:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T03:26:34.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Day one of term 2: Okay lor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got another pressie today! Hurray! =D&lt;br /&gt;Loved all my presents this year! Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/R-jP5oi6fiI/AAAAAAAAADk/tiOruKNBjUQ/s1600-h/IMG_0620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181619960333106722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="242" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/R-jP5oi6fiI/AAAAAAAAADk/tiOruKNBjUQ/s320/IMG_0620.JPG" width="322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lotsa LOVE!! 4D peeps! ( &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;PehGek, Ruoying, Charlene, Alicia, Carina&lt;/span&gt;) , &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;QinLei &lt;/span&gt;(although her pressie isn't here, sorry! its hanging on my bag =) ), &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ruiwen&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Catherine&lt;/span&gt; (Super duper love your wallet!), &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Wan Zhen and XinHui&lt;/span&gt; for the earpiece, &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Jon&lt;/span&gt; (puzzle still incomplete) and my ultra sweet &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Daddy&lt;/span&gt;!! (PSP!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kays..back to more solemn stuff. Results today were kinda two-sided I guess. So happy about my maths, which of course, still could have been done better. But I'm contented! Check out Mr Chua's stamp. Lol. Super ancient, but quite cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181619968923041330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/R-jP6Ii6fjI/AAAAAAAAADs/Wp9RXTp4OrA/s320/IMG_0624.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, chem mcq sucked real bad. I would go nuts if I'm ever going to pass chem at all. Heard GP wasn't too fantastic either. Highest for vocab is a 1.5?!! Great...so uplifting.&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/20329942-4548958654271110786?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/4548958654271110786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=4548958654271110786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/4548958654271110786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/4548958654271110786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2008/03/day-one-of-term-2-okay-lor.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/R-jP5oi6fiI/AAAAAAAAADk/tiOruKNBjUQ/s72-c/IMG_0620.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-4435165152173471943</id><published>2008-03-14T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T11:25:18.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am just so dead....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went with Pehgek to BP to study today and I realise my study room is even more distracting than the food court. Anyways, I ordered strawberry kisses! (kiss kiss!) and it was yummy! Ice makes me happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And pehgek was super scary. I was at comics connection trying to find out the price for a memory stick. The staff were all apparently busy chit chatting away, failing to notice that I'm waiting for their oh-so-important conversation to end. Then Peh got pissed that they are not serving us, and she said," excuse me..." which, given her flu cum ear block, sounded normal to her. But! To us it sounded like she was shouting! The guy got so shocked and thought peh was being rude. His face was soooo black. The entire shop got echo when peh shouted. HAha. Scary woman la she.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The memory stick cost $79...daylight robbery. Sponsers anyone? =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-4435165152173471943?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/4435165152173471943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=4435165152173471943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/4435165152173471943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/4435165152173471943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-am-just-so-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-9213404662107877929</id><published>2008-03-12T08:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T08:53:14.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Update: Char forgot my birthday. i am so upset. lol. but since she dedicated her PM to me for 10 mins, i shall forgive her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, my blog awakes from its 100 years of sleep. Haha. Sorry to those who nag at me to update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's moi saddest 18th Birthday! Can't believe I have to spent my day mugging AT HOME...sadded. On the other hand, thanks to those who remembered my birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(in no particular order) : SweeKee, Samson, Ruyin, PehGek, Sheena, Ruoying, Muqminah, Keane, Wanzhen, Xinhui, Catherine, Nicole, Weilun, Yiling, Seong May, Chenchen, QinLei, Chia Mint, Ziyan, Jonathan and one more..i forgot who..oh dear..forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176880881141372162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/R9f5u6zxVQI/AAAAAAAAADc/qACVmAdKUdc/s320/IMG_0613.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My birthday cake! =D Loved those who gave me pressies. Thanks! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Daddy gave me a PSP. Lol. I'm spoilt rotten. Plus, is damn distracting! I MUST FOCUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-9213404662107877929?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/9213404662107877929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=9213404662107877929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/9213404662107877929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/9213404662107877929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2008/03/finally-my-blog-awakes-from-its-100.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/R9f5u6zxVQI/AAAAAAAAADc/qACVmAdKUdc/s72-c/IMG_0613.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-4277046734324977297</id><published>2008-02-05T03:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T03:52:20.644-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Completely Rambles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Warning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;: Its going to be complains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Ms Chan hates me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't think it's me thats dwelling too much. I don't know why, but she is always upset with me or something. I am never one of those that will reach school early, but I am never late. Then I have no idea why everytime i end up queueing at the back, she will be staring at me then she will use that tone to ask me to move up to the front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I failed my chem test. Then what she said really startled me. She actually said," &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;To me, position is more important than results itself&lt;/span&gt;." Huh...so if I fail and still end up top, is okay lah? She even wrote on my paper," &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Did you even prepare for this test&lt;/span&gt;? You will never be ready for the A levels at this rate." That was damn hurting. Does she know how long I cooped myself up at home, forcing myself to wake up early JUST SO I can get more time to study? How I missed going to my grandma's house and having to waste her efforts cooking for me JUST SO  I can prepare for this damn test? She sees none and she can come and ask me if I studied. Fine, say my study methods are wrong. Say my understanding is weak. Still, she shouldn't just slam people like this. Teachers are suppose to show concern, provide motivation. Ok...maybe she did. Because of her saying things like this makes me want to prove her wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Previously she told us to write definitions for Energetics chapter, which I DID. Then today she asked for it but instead of saying definitions, she said 'formulas'. I was quite shock, I thought I did the wrong thing. So when she asked who didn't do, I raised my hands. And she gave me that piercing stare. Then she continued," Those who didn't do by next lesson, you can just stand outside class!" I got upset knowing that she has something against me. It was after she started lesson for a little while that I noticed she was actually referring to the definitions. So I was innocent lah! But I got on her bad side already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe she is bias towards those who can perform for chem. Its not just me saying it. Those that don't score also feel that way. If that's the case, I can only say I'm unlucky to get someone like her. Because I am trying...I really am...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-4277046734324977297?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/4277046734324977297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=4277046734324977297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/4277046734324977297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/4277046734324977297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2008/02/completely-rambles-warning-its-going-to.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-4104959391965863762</id><published>2008-02-02T07:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T07:53:07.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh god, finally, after an entire month of torture studying during the weekends...I SHOPPED! Lol. Retail therapy does wonders for the soul! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chingay was shit. I have no bloody clue why they wanted to waste 1 hour of our time beyond our scheduled time..telling corny jokes. Wasted my time, I could have gone shopping! Boy, I can't wait till this whole trash is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went pastamania &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(Charlene, Pehgek, Ruiwen, Qinlei and me!)&lt;/span&gt; to have lunch. Then there was a powertrip and we had to have a romantic lunch in the darkness. So cool huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forced them to take pics, or else I wouldn't feel the motivation to blog. So, here they are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/R6SMEWZqZgI/AAAAAAAAAC8/4M8T7Q5fTgI/s1600-h/IMG_0565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162405079234012674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/R6SMEWZqZgI/AAAAAAAAAC8/4M8T7Q5fTgI/s320/IMG_0565.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yea, Lei and I &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;TRYING&lt;/span&gt; to act artistic by taking our reflections. No wonder Ruiwen is repulsed. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/R6SME2ZqZhI/AAAAAAAAADE/TJ8Cx2TyGf0/s1600-h/IMG_0567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162405087823947282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/R6SME2ZqZhI/AAAAAAAAADE/TJ8Cx2TyGf0/s320/IMG_0567.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is Peh's lousy camera skills. Where got people take this kind of angle?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/R6SMFmZqZiI/AAAAAAAAADM/vscXV2uCmBo/s1600-h/IMG_0568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162405100708849186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/R6SMFmZqZiI/AAAAAAAAADM/vscXV2uCmBo/s320/IMG_0568.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Peh's trying to make up for it, but erh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/R6SLGGZqZbI/AAAAAAAAACU/24xN4rtze1k/s1600-h/IMG_0556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162404009787155890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/R6SLGGZqZbI/AAAAAAAAACU/24xN4rtze1k/s320/IMG_0556.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/R6SLGmZqZcI/AAAAAAAAACc/9oKZzmeJy7s/s1600-h/IMG_0557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162404018377090498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/R6SLGmZqZcI/AAAAAAAAACc/9oKZzmeJy7s/s320/IMG_0557.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/R6SLHGZqZdI/AAAAAAAAACk/AKpw0b7r5ks/s1600-h/IMG_0558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162404026967025106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/R6SLHGZqZdI/AAAAAAAAACk/AKpw0b7r5ks/s320/IMG_0558.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Chingay&lt;/span&gt; tee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/R6SLHmZqZeI/AAAAAAAAACs/UIVUINUkw70/s1600-h/IMG_0559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162404035556959714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/R6SLHmZqZeI/AAAAAAAAACs/UIVUINUkw70/s320/IMG_0559.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ruiwen keeps refusing to take pics! So she can only be our camera &lt;s&gt;man&lt;/s&gt; woman &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/R6SLH2ZqZfI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Qxw6CGJkvG8/s1600-h/IMG_0564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162404039851927026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/R6SLH2ZqZfI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Qxw6CGJkvG8/s320/IMG_0564.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the best pic I could sneak of Ruiwen. Don't know what they were discussing...looks so intense...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Actually I wanted to go home and finish my homework..but then I flipped to my diary and its so damn plain. So my itchy hand went to draw on it. Lols. Waste my own time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162405105003816498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/R6SMF2ZqZjI/AAAAAAAAADU/DIZLj4RyuA8/s320/IMG_0569.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-4104959391965863762?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/4104959391965863762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=4104959391965863762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/4104959391965863762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/4104959391965863762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2008/02/oh-god-finally-after-entire-month-of.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/R6SMEWZqZgI/AAAAAAAAAC8/4M8T7Q5fTgI/s72-c/IMG_0565.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-2866482770251832320</id><published>2008-01-09T03:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T04:03:03.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Char: Fine fine! Im updating!^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the 9/1 and my very first post in 2008. I can already feel that it is going to be one heck of a year. Suddenly there is this stress of importance on testimonials and there is no such thing as 'still in holiday mood' for jc2s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choir is still getting on my nerves, it is a heavy burden right now. As if the stress of A levels isnt bad enough...(im no longer idolising her, she is just a two-face hypocrite)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just became maths rep today. Yucks, I have to be under chua poh teck. Im just damn unlucky. Maths is like the ONLY subject that still have to purchase notes from the bookshop (which means i have to deal with the money) and also the only subject that needs to take attendance. Good thing I still as wan zhen as co-maths rep. I think Im going to dread this. They say being the rep of any subject will motivate us to work especially hard for that subject. Er...I guess Im the exception. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my chem teacher cum CT is so much better this year. She knows her stuff and we get to copy model answer^^ But she is kinda strict and super fast with her explanation. Hopefully I can catch up with the pace soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to buy premium coffee! One year to go! I can do it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-2866482770251832320?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/2866482770251832320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=2866482770251832320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/2866482770251832320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/2866482770251832320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2008/01/char-fine-fine-im-updating-today-is-91.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-8659562880164763309</id><published>2007-12-24T07:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T08:03:55.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow. Just had a death-defying experience. Reminds me how fragile life can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with my family on Christmas Eve for dinner at &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Sun with Moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Then we were walking around &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;the Central&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; while we waited for our turn. Just so happened that as soon as we walked past this area, we heard some cracking sound and then, the glass panal from the second floor came crashing down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all happened so suddenly!!! The glass pieces were like flying everywhere then I got cut at my leg. Pain lah. But I was like imagining had we not walked early, we could have been smashed by the whole piece of glass! Luckily no one got seriously hurt. So scary. Then some wise crack uncle still kidded," &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Wah! Singapore snowing ah&lt;/span&gt;!" -.- I shall walk with caution when I go to &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;the Central&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; again. My mom swears she'll never step into &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the Central&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ever! Lol. Drastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Sun with Moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; was nicey! Their salmon sashimi was super thick and chewy! Yum. So fresh some more. Then their beef! Oh my god, so juicy and tender! I could have died there and gone to heaven. But its darn expensive lah! =p luckily got Daddy to foot the bills. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's now exactly 12.00am. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;H&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;I&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;T&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;EVERYONE&lt;/span&gt;!! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-8659562880164763309?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/8659562880164763309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=8659562880164763309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/8659562880164763309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/8659562880164763309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2007/12/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-7270919008977437930</id><published>2007-12-21T07:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T07:39:24.407-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just fried a ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;lizard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Yep. I was like, toasting my bread. Then I accidentally dropped sugar in the oven. So I took the bottom layer out to rid the sugar in case ants come. And then i saw it, this black shrivelled up 'thing' and I &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;touched&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; it... &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was like, what's this that won't get off!!! I was observing real hard what it was then I realised it was lizard. Burnt alive!!! And you can bet I was screaming my head off. That disgusting shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I TOUCHED IT TOO!!! BLECH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-7270919008977437930?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/7270919008977437930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=7270919008977437930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/7270919008977437930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/7270919008977437930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-just-fried.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-6593077358728441160</id><published>2007-12-16T07:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T07:18:31.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can't believe I woke up at two in the afternoon today. =D&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, my mom bought this fondue set and since we were dead bored today, we made fondue!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Super yummy-licious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/R2VA0L9pbYI/AAAAAAAAACM/n1-antT7zds/s1600-h/IMG_0537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144589414649392514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/R2VA0L9pbYI/AAAAAAAAACM/n1-antT7zds/s320/IMG_0537.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Off to do some homework! I've been procrastinating too much. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-6593077358728441160?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/6593077358728441160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=6593077358728441160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/6593077358728441160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/6593077358728441160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2007/12/cant-believe-i-woke-up-at-two-in.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/R2VA0L9pbYI/AAAAAAAAACM/n1-antT7zds/s72-c/IMG_0537.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-8730970570788695138</id><published>2007-12-12T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T08:28:51.812-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Freaking Orthodondist is conning me of money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As in I usually get the wires of my braces changed or tighted, but today, I went for my checkup and all she did was to cut away the loose wire with a plier. Like, thanks huh, I paid you $200 to cut away wires? You think I cannot do that?! Travelling to Toa Payoh and back takes me 1+hr and I only stepped into the clinic for 1 minute. Sheesh! Her money is so easily earned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so bored..I gotta go out!!! Lifeless...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-8730970570788695138?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/8730970570788695138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=8730970570788695138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/8730970570788695138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/8730970570788695138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2007/12/freaking-orthodondist-is-conning-me-of.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-8619310549615813773</id><published>2007-12-01T04:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T04:45:09.638-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay! Finished with the metro SIF today. So happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was damn angry with metro yesterday. They somehow give me the feeling that they are hypocrites, like they are doing such things only for publicity. Charity indeed. One example out of the many would be that they keep urging us to sell cookies instead of just the standard bears and said that its because the cookies cost more. So then I asked if this is because there will be more money for charity. They were like..umm..no. its because its nearing the expiry date and we don't want to waste our cost. What?! Its because they want to cover their expenses? Nonsense. So I totally didn't bother with promoting the cookies. Its like cheating people's kind intention for doing good deeds.  There were other cases that made me mad too. But well..Im too lazy to recall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a whole lot better. Someone kindly donated $100 and said what we are doing is really great. Then she asked how many of us were working, I said 4. Then she took out 4 ferrero rochers out and gave it to us, and said," keep up the good work" I was so touched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was this family. The woman donated $2 so we gave her one bear. But the son stole a balloon from us too. But we just gave it to him since its not much. Then the father wanted to give us money too without knowing that the mother already gave $2. The mother stopped him saying she already gave $2. Then I think the father knew that his son is not supposed to get the balloon so he just quickly turned around when his wife wasn't looking and threw in 10 bucks. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-8619310549615813773?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/8619310549615813773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=8619310549615813773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/8619310549615813773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/8619310549615813773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2007/12/yay-finished-with-metro-sif-today.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-3370262364502173014</id><published>2007-11-28T10:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T10:55:06.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;VERY VERY VERY&lt;/span&gt; tired at the moment. But the evil &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ry&lt;/span&gt; won't spare me till I blogged about today! I hope you're happy ry! (oh why must I owe her 8 bucks...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;GB chalet was today. But before that, &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;ruoying, ziyan and I&lt;/span&gt; went to the Cathay to watch &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ENCHANTED&lt;/span&gt;!!! Super duper nice! So dreamy....(-&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I've been dreaming of a true love's kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;....- damn I need to find the lyrics. lols) What I wouldn't give to have rats cleaning up my toilet! Must go watch people! I swear I'll get the cd when it comes out! =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://images.allmoviephoto.com/2007_Enchanted/2007_enchanted_wallpaper_001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then we went downtown, all the way to Pasir Ris. Damn far. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Peh Gek&lt;/span&gt; joined us. A pity &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Laiyan&lt;/span&gt; couldn't come though. Nice to see some of the juniors growing up now. Makes me wonder how time flies by so fast. Seeing people like &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Weishan&lt;/span&gt; being more mature now freaks me out. I guess experiences do make us grow. Not that its not a good thing...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pictures! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137963575296809810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/R022pk52W1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/WTKe-HXAAqY/s320/IMG_0290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/R023JU52W2I/AAAAAAAAAB8/I5o60MumYEg/s1600-h/IMG_0310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137964120757656418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/R023JU52W2I/AAAAAAAAAB8/I5o60MumYEg/s320/IMG_0310.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;  Erhs.. what's with weishan's pose...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/R023J052W3I/AAAAAAAAACE/XU9EJCy87sI/s1600-h/IMG_0311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137964129347591026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/R023J052W3I/AAAAAAAAACE/XU9EJCy87sI/s320/IMG_0311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/R022oE52WxI/AAAAAAAAABU/Jf8tOSXSq50/s1600-h/IMG_0247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137963549527005970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/R022oE52WxI/AAAAAAAAABU/Jf8tOSXSq50/s320/IMG_0247.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt; Our satay sticks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/R022ok52WyI/AAAAAAAAABc/LifusedW9oA/s1600-h/IMG_0255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137963558116940578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/R022ok52WyI/AAAAAAAAABc/LifusedW9oA/s320/IMG_0255.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/R022pE52WzI/AAAAAAAAABk/FtA62VMbRk8/s1600-h/IMG_0273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137963566706875186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/R022pE52WzI/AAAAAAAAABk/FtA62VMbRk8/s320/IMG_0273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/R022pU52W0I/AAAAAAAAABs/ll0zNEUKwvc/s1600-h/IMG_0275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137963571001842498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/R022pU52W0I/AAAAAAAAABs/ll0zNEUKwvc/s320/IMG_0275.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yeps. That's about it. ZZzz....sleepy. Loved today!  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my ever ever after ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-3370262364502173014?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/3370262364502173014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=3370262364502173014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/3370262364502173014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/3370262364502173014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-am-very-very-very-tired-at-moment.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/R022pk52W1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/WTKe-HXAAqY/s72-c/IMG_0290.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-753270485485511118</id><published>2007-11-26T18:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T18:42:35.327-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want to blog about so many things! But I can't. Stupid parents idea.&lt;br /&gt;I want to do my holiday homework, but I can't either. Its not an excuse ok! I lost my entire holiday file! Now I have no idea what to do. Guess I gotta wait till everyone is back from their overseas trip or work, then I can borrow from them. I only have my maths assignment with me now. But its so damn difficult! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! GB chalet tomorrow. Forced to bring the camera. Hopefully I bring myself to upload it or people will kill me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-753270485485511118?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/753270485485511118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=753270485485511118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/753270485485511118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/753270485485511118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-want-to-blog-about-so-many-things-but.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-8406538663781477263</id><published>2007-11-16T05:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T05:54:37.202-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My new favourite idol: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ms Toh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh god, she rocks my socks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like she totally understands what I'm going through. Even if she doesn't really accomplish what she promises she will, whatever she had said today really calmed me down alot. At least she makes things easier for me to accept. Rather than the erhem..who purposely wants to make things difficult for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope she manages to do whatever she said she wants to do. It would really help everyone as a whole. I shall term her the &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;peacemaker&lt;/span&gt;. I love her to bits now! For now its a compromise, I hope I will come to accept things later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;暂时雨过天晴&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;等待更完美的结局&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-8406538663781477263?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/8406538663781477263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=8406538663781477263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/8406538663781477263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/8406538663781477263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-new-favourite-idol-ms-toh-oh-god-she.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-6528651379159485530</id><published>2007-11-13T22:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T22:50:23.289-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday went to &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Kbox&lt;/span&gt; with Ry and Char. Haha. 3 people, pathetic I know. Had lunch at cafe cartel with some lunch hour special. Not very worth the money though, even though I had the biggest portion =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to relieve our childhood moments, we went to sing &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;单眼皮女生 by 中国娃娃&lt;/span&gt;. Oh god, there was this &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;thai &lt;/span&gt;verse that none of us were able to sing! So it sounded super awful and we exploded into laughter. Super funny. I can't believe we actually sang that stupid song!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I don't understand what is it that you have against me. Did you really think your subtle hints don't have an effect on me? I am not that clueless. You are just trying to put on this whole facade that you are able to get along with everyone.  I'll tell u this, if you are not happy with me, you come straight to the damn point, beating about the bush is just gonna make me hate you more, especially when the things you say are so hurtful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;And you, why do I get this feeling that I've just been used? Have you never been a kid? I suppose whatever your intentions are, they are most important. It doesn't matter to you what we are going through, as long as you get what you want. There are things more important to us than your event. You think we haven't gave it any thought before coming to you? We are trying to come up with a peaceful solution, yet you think of us as a hindrance; even going as far as to forcing us to retreat. We did whatever we had to for the whole one year faithfully, and now we need a partial rest, but you cannot give that to us? Did you think how much this would affect us? What is the use of you using this method on us? Forcing us to stay? And what good would that do? Our hearts aren't there. Is that ok with you? That we do things against our wishes so long as you get what you want? Thats only being selfish. You just make us look down on you.&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/20329942-6528651379159485530?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/6528651379159485530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=6528651379159485530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/6528651379159485530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/6528651379159485530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2007/11/yesterday-went-to-kbox-with-ry-and-char.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-891458876528520227</id><published>2007-11-09T03:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T04:29:52.595-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YES!! I've made it! Whoots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promotion~! Promotion~! I can't believe I actually made it. Ok...so the moderation was super heavy and all. Best thing is, wanzhen and xinhui made it too. So next year will be the four of us again! I seriously don't know how they did it. From the supposedly 300+ to be kicked out, 100 to be retained, to the now 100+ kicked out cum retained. Kua Zhang or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had fun tricking so many people today. I think they want to kill me. I went to tell them I couldn't promote. Funny. My mom got so worried and my Dad was like, telling me its ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attempted to talk to Ms Toh today. Shucks, not working. Got to try other methods. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to sakae today, free meal by Mr Lee. Very guilty and pressuring meal. Its like, obviously its kinda expensive and we're worried Mr Lee would freak out. He kept looking at what was being served to our tables. Scary ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to my house to play mahjong, swim, suana. Lol. A couple of Tai-Tais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished watching Ratatouille on VCD. Nice. And now I have the sudden urge to do maths. Freaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I just add... I WANNA GO SHOPPING!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-891458876528520227?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/891458876528520227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=891458876528520227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/891458876528520227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/891458876528520227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2007/11/yes-ive-made-it-whoots-promotion.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-5574200182205073636</id><published>2007-11-08T08:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T09:14:55.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;THIS IS FREAKIN ME OUT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...a few more hours till judgement day. Promoted/Retained? Its like, the very moment my name is called to be assigned to a specific LT, I would somewhat know my outcome. How scary is that!!! Plus! My choir and free lunch all depends on tomorrows results. I MUST have my free lunch!! =) yea yea..kiasu i know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea. Yesterday there was this super huge cockroach in my room lah. Its about, I kid you not, 8cm big. I was like screaming my head off. My whole room smelt of &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;baygon&lt;/span&gt; but that thing was super uneffective lah (reminds me of my ipw in sec 2) then my maid eventually caught it with her hands. YUCK! That is majorly disgusting. Don't know how she even dared to touch it. EWW...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sis is insane, she's addicted to my choir song, Bohemian (or whatever you spell it). She keeps singing it! What is wrong with her?! I'd gladly let her take my place since she likes it so much. Blech! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;If you have a problem with me, spit it out. What's your bloody point, showing that face at me? Am I suppose to feel this sudden surge of guilt that I will beg for your forgivness? Fat chance! I'm not enjoying a single moment of this and you're not making it any better. Count yourself lucky that I even put up with it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-5574200182205073636?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/5574200182205073636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=5574200182205073636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/5574200182205073636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/5574200182205073636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2007/11/this-is-freakin-me-out-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-3189500134761157801</id><published>2007-11-06T06:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T06:35:57.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sobs..wasted trip today. Went out with &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Catherine &lt;/span&gt;to Vivo today. Lets see...about 8 hours there, bought nothing... Haha. Nevermind lah, at least I got to go out. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I don't understand why you have to act pathetic to gain our sympathy. Please do some reflection on why we act like we are now. If you think we have nothing better to do than listen to you harp on how important it is, you are bloody wrong. Unlike you, we have a life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-3189500134761157801?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/3189500134761157801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=3189500134761157801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/3189500134761157801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/3189500134761157801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2007/11/sobs.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-3277400934605165988</id><published>2007-11-02T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T07:26:24.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yea yea...went for Choir today...ridiculous. Now they are implementing the solo singing thing. What are they trying to do? Scare us into submission? It's just making me dread choir more and more. Dare me to shout &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I HATE CHOIR&lt;/span&gt;...because I will, and you'll owe me money! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;There are some important decisions I have to make...gotta do it fast!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hais..so wanted to go shopping and getting my hair cut with the gals' but the stupid choir ruined it all for me. This is so depressing. I need my shopping! Then there is the whole, pool-kbox thing. Arghhh! I want to have fun! Not waste my time away singing some dumb, boring songs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn...mummy's asleep. If not I would have begged her to bring me shopping tomorrow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-3277400934605165988?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/3277400934605165988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=3277400934605165988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/3277400934605165988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/3277400934605165988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2007/11/yea-yea.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-277631110299511415</id><published>2007-11-01T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T05:41:53.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*Sigh of relief* It's finally all over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I spoke like a bullet train today. Peh gek was trying to slow me down with her hand signs and all, but I really could not control my speed. Hais..Im so hopeless. And of ALL things...what are the odds seriously..that in one class, three groups, and yet, one group is doing the exact same topic as us! Whoa, it really freaked us out when we saw them present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;But I think we did better. Lols.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good. No more PW, no more internal conflict...Im so sick of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow going out to swim! Haha. Yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-277631110299511415?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/277631110299511415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=277631110299511415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/277631110299511415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/277631110299511415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2007/11/sigh-of-relief-its-finally-all-over.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-8650891235399586749</id><published>2007-10-29T00:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T00:57:44.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sian...screwed up Chinese paper again...I'm so sick of screwing things up. What? Am I a screwdriver?!! Sheesh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-8650891235399586749?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/8650891235399586749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=8650891235399586749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/8650891235399586749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/8650891235399586749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2007/10/sian.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-3391465742191797966</id><published>2007-10-26T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T06:12:51.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last day at school tolday. Behold the two months of holidays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres the shedule for the next week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mon - Chinese A' level&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Tue - PW lesson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Wed - PW lecture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Thur - PW oral presentation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't sound much of a holiday does it? Haha. Oh well..its just another week to go before everything is over. Of course still anticipating the 9th Nov for my final results. Mr Wong kept on consoling us during Bio tutorial...is that a hint?!!! Scary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Lee said that our class may have the possibility of being disbanded. Hmmm...do I want that to happen? Good news is that IF i do promote, he won't be teaching our class anymore. Phew...maybe we'll get a better one this time..I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Cat's house again today, initially with the intention of playing mahjong, but we counldn't find the set anyway. So, in the end we play carrom (or whatever you spell it) and my poor nails are tortured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I have to read SOME chinese. Perphaps during the weekends. I shall enjoy my Friday when I have the chance. Hee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-3391465742191797966?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/3391465742191797966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=3391465742191797966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/3391465742191797966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/3391465742191797966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2007/10/last-day-at-school-tolday.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-609090896188851522</id><published>2007-10-24T04:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T04:36:55.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hais..I hate the feeling when you're neither here nor there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back promo papers yesterday. I've had improvements..which is rather good. Hais..If only it doesn't involve including my mid years into the final score. Then I can assure myself of a promotion. BUT! I barely made it pass my Lit and the U grade in mid years is just gonna pull it down. That could totally cause me to retain...i don't want that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a bunch of work waiting for me, but I've no mood to do it. The thought of retaining makes all the work seem irrelevant at the moment. I can't believe Im behaving like this. Its like, reality check, Chinese A levels coming up, PW OP coming up and here I am sulking away. I can't help it! Is 9 nov coming soon? I just want to get it over and done with. AM I GONNA BE PROMOTED?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People...pray for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-609090896188851522?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/609090896188851522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=609090896188851522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/609090896188851522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/609090896188851522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2007/10/hais.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-8252755335067541839</id><published>2007-10-19T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T09:25:09.808-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH MY GOD...I am so screwed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remind me never ever to talk in my semi-conscience state! I think I totally made a fool of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrghh..nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Completely nerve wrecking! Now that the date scheduled for the release of results has been changed to Tuesday, it just gives us another day to &lt;strong&gt;胡思乱想&lt;/strong&gt;. Seriously, I have a high chance of not being promoted. Its like, going through the papers and all, not too optimistic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think everyone is probably going through the same phase, except for those that are already rather confident. Gosh, I wish I can just get the damn results already instead of depending on rumours. Its like everything is just a speculation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy thinks I'm over reacting and that I might end up getting promoted. HAHA! She says it like its something &lt;strong&gt;理所当然&lt;/strong&gt;. If I ever do end up retained, she'll probably be the first one to kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;3 more days to go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-8252755335067541839?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/8252755335067541839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=8252755335067541839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/8252755335067541839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/8252755335067541839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2007/10/oh-my-god.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-214959219319569013</id><published>2007-10-15T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T08:50:06.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went Kbox with &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Char, Pg, Ry, Ruiwen, her sis, and Carina&lt;/span&gt;. Although in the end we got seperated into two rooms. Stupid jurong east branch, service was the pits. No wonder the $5++ offer. Not that the final bill was anywhere near $5. Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Nuff talk. PICTURES!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121589786750494274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/RxOKxpSIJkI/AAAAAAAAABE/OHA0e6WR4uM/s320/P1011339.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ruoying and Charlene&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121589791045461586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/RxOKx5SIJlI/AAAAAAAAABM/0_WJxL2X6FI/s320/P1011354.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Charlene and Carina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121588644289193458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/RxOJvJSIJfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/i-SX8vOdg7M/s320/P1011341.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me and Pehgek&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121588657174095362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/RxOJv5SIJgI/AAAAAAAAAAk/FfboJKoIu08/s320/P1011333.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me and Ruoying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121588665764029970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/RxOJwZSIJhI/AAAAAAAAAAs/f7TB5xiUp6Y/s320/P1011342.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ruoying and Charlene singing!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121588670058997282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/RxOJwpSIJiI/AAAAAAAAAA0/8fOoplWMzaY/s320/P1011362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Charlene and Pehgek&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121588678648931890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/RxOJxJSIJjI/AAAAAAAAAA8/g3L8PIhN0yI/s320/P1011344.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Ruoying and Charlene posing with mike =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Yea well..lazy to upload more. We took neoprint too! I think its quite nice. I'll get it back tomorrow from the photoprint shop. Then maybe I'll scan it in. Nicey!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-214959219319569013?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/214959219319569013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=214959219319569013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/214959219319569013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/214959219319569013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2007/10/went-kbox-with-char-pg-ry-ruiwen-her.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/RxOKxpSIJkI/AAAAAAAAABE/OHA0e6WR4uM/s72-c/P1011339.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-2913103384648749807</id><published>2007-10-08T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T06:49:01.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Great, just got tagged by Qin lei to do a quiz. Here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. (the person who tagged you is)&lt;/strong&gt; - QinLei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. (your relationship with him/her is)&lt;/strong&gt; - friend from choir!! (can't believe its gonna start again soon..drag...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. (5 impressions you have of him/her)&lt;/strong&gt; - Cheery, friendly, lovable, sometimes a lil qian bian =p and ... so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. (the most memorable thing he/she has done for you)&lt;/strong&gt; - Wei..what have you done for me ah? haha. I know! You listen to me complain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. (the most memorable words he/she has said to you)&lt;/strong&gt; - Jia You!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. (if he/she becomes your lover, you will)&lt;/strong&gt; - shave her head. I don't want to be the boy. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. (if he/she becomes your lover, things he/she has to improve on will be)&lt;/strong&gt; - Smile more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. (if he/she becomes your enemy, you will)&lt;/strong&gt; - act nice towards her, since im so nice. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. (if he/she becomes your enemy, the reason will be)&lt;/strong&gt; - because I decided to be un-nice that day!10. (the most desirable thing you want to do for him/her now is) - Thank her for everything she has done for me! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. (your overall impression of him/her is)&lt;/strong&gt; - Super Duper Chao Ji Wu Di Nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. (how you think people around you will feel about you)&lt;/strong&gt; -Erm..got good and bad sides I suppose..im realistic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. (the characteristic you love about yourself is)&lt;/strong&gt; - being patient?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. (the characteristic you hate about yourself is)&lt;/strong&gt; - Whiny..yea yea I know I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. (the most ideal person you want to be is)&lt;/strong&gt; - ME ME ME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. (for people that care and like you, say something to them)&lt;/strong&gt; - 多谢你们的忍耐，你们的爱护&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. (pass this quiz to 10 people that you wish to know how they feel about you)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just realise Im really super lazy to find 10 people. Can I just end here? Yes people, hail me for not sabotaging you!&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for being 扫兴..=(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-2913103384648749807?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/2913103384648749807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=2913103384648749807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/2913103384648749807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/2913103384648749807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2007/10/great-just-got-tagged-by-qin-lei-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-2115835446580728779</id><published>2007-10-08T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T05:29:24.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay! Went to watch &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Lust: Caution&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; today with &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ry, Pg and Char&lt;/span&gt; after the PW lecture. Umm..can say its a show that makes you think alot. Abit draggy though. So before watching this show better have enough sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah..fyi: &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Jurong point golden village salty popcorn damn disgusting&lt;/span&gt;. DON'T EAT! ( Charlene will agree with me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haix. Tomorrow will be another long long day. And I just got my I&amp;amp;R back. Great...more work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qinlei tagged me to do some quiz. Better get crackin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-2115835446580728779?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/2115835446580728779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=2115835446580728779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/2115835446580728779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/2115835446580728779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2007/10/yay-went-to-watch-lust-caution-today.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-4979925598250519278</id><published>2007-10-05T05:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T05:20:32.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lol. I am so asking for it. No wonder i'm not recovering. Drinking cold drinks and eating chocolate aren't exactly the best things to eat when I have a sore throat. Ah well..life's too short to be bothered by such things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went to school today for some lame interhouse games which I'm not even participating in. Played &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;UNO&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;cheat/bluff&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;rummy-Os&lt;/span&gt; to pass time. Initially thought that have to stay trapped in school till 5, but at 12.30, we tried our luck and boldly walked out of school, and ta-dah, we're out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;catherine&lt;/span&gt; to Raffles area, to &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;marina square&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;suntec city&lt;/span&gt;. I can't believe I ran out of school to go shopping. =) so proud of myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TGIF!! I love the weekends..means more shopping!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-4979925598250519278?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/4979925598250519278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=4979925598250519278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/4979925598250519278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/4979925598250519278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2007/10/lol.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-4310826296007119585</id><published>2007-10-03T05:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T05:44:54.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fine...&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Charlene&lt;/span&gt; is no longer a jinx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;厉害的Charlene&lt;/span&gt; won many games at pool today. Who knew it was possible? Haha. Anyway, woke up with a freakish sore throat. Sian. Had to go to school for some bloody talk about majoring certain language related courses at ntu. Yuck. Why would I need to know that now? My fate of getting promoted is still unknown. Plus the talk was so boring. Gilchrist beside me was counting the amount of times the guy said 'erm, ah, alright'. Yes, it is THAT boring I assure you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that actually didn't want to go because of my sore throat, but still went anyway, to &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;KBOX &lt;/span&gt;with &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Char, Ry, Pg and Elaine&lt;/span&gt;. The stupid guy keep wanting to chase us out?! I mean, its not as if you don't have enough rooms. There was a whole bunch of pioneers in &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;KBOX&lt;/span&gt;, teachers included. Pioneers, aspiring singers! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooohh..Alicia has the &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;HSM2 cd&lt;/span&gt;!! When school reopens, I'm so gonna get it from her!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-4310826296007119585?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/4310826296007119585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=4310826296007119585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/4310826296007119585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/4310826296007119585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2007/10/fine.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-7075287245000406519</id><published>2007-10-02T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T09:28:28.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sobs...poor me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just found out that I have to go school tomorrow for some stupid lit lecture. I can't believe it! Just planned earlier to have &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;mahjong cum pool cum kbox session&lt;/span&gt; with the gals and now its all ruined! Damn the lecture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind, at least I still can play pool and mahjong with them in the morning..but I can't go kbox le. WAAAhhhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways....went out today with &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Cat, Wan and Xin&lt;/span&gt;. Watched some crappy movie &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;balls of fury&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;Complete waste of my time! Too bad those that I really want to watch are not screening anymore. Stupid show made me so disgusted only. Blech!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took neoprint! After...erm...7 months of not taking neoprints. Lazy to upload. HAha. Nothing much done after that except walking aimlessly and eating sushi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yupp. Hope the dumb lit lecture tomorrow isn't boring. ZZzzzz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-7075287245000406519?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/7075287245000406519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=7075287245000406519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/7075287245000406519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/7075287245000406519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2007/10/sobs.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-6282432511144094387</id><published>2007-09-28T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T07:58:59.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Days of fun offically starts &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TODAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESH!! Went out shopping with &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;pehgek&lt;/span&gt; today. Omigod..I can't believe that crazy girl. This is the first time...FIRST TIME AH throughout the four years that I know her, that I actually see her spending over a &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;HUNDRED&lt;/span&gt; dollars on shopping!!! Freako! I didn't even spent half her amount can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially went to &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;AMK hub&lt;/span&gt; to shop on pehgek's idea that it sounds good to shop. In the end pehgek only got herself a skirt and I got myself a yoghurt. Yah. lame. So we went to Bugis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first we just walked aimlessly...till peh gek saw jeans that were super cheap lah! Wah...liu kou shui. Its like two jeans for $40! Bargains much! Then we both bought necklaces from &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Diva&lt;/span&gt;. There was this China lady working in Diva who intially came to us and told us there was a storewide discount of 20%. But her accent was funny and she took a really long time to complete her sentence. Which you can't really blame her lah. But! While we were looking around, she came by AGAIN and told us the exact same thing! Peh Gek and I were like, okay lah, since she is trying so hard, we shall bear with it and listen to her. Which is actually more &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;xin ku&lt;/span&gt; than you think. In the end we burst out laughing lah. Very bad I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to Albert OG. Wah. Quite nice to shop! I saw this &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;mickey mouse&lt;/span&gt; shirt which is $32.90. Then I was holding on to the price tag and told pehgek," Omigod..I don't dare to look" Eventually I turn over the price tag and saw &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;OFFER: $9.85&lt;/span&gt; Whoo hoo! Bonus for me! Who cares if its old stock! Hurray for clearance sale!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115264429499885026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/Rv0R5ZSIJeI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XN3nkpA25ic/s320/IMG_0467.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yup! That's basically what I bought today! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then we both went home via MRT. We saw a very cute scene. At cityhall, someone got off their seat and this little boy came rushing for the seat. Then he called out to his little brother to come and take the seat. So cute lah! Then he gave up his mp3 to his little brother to make him happy. He ask his little brother what he wants and the brother said, " I want a telephone" and the boy said," okok. Next time kor kor buy for you ok?" So adorable! Until....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yah...I won't say lah. Quite disgusting. Peh gek should know what I'm talking about. I choose not to see the disgusting part lah, rather see his cute side. WAH!! I shall not imagine that sight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My soles hurt alot now. I shall be a good girl and stay home tomorrow, looking forward to the muffins that my mom shall buy for me from tanjong pagar after her facial. Goodie!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mummy was in a very very bad mood yesterday and scolded everyone in the house. I was very very angry with her yesterday for using me to vent her anger. But today, I decided that instead of being angry with her, I shall make her happy! Haha. I bought food from &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;old chang kee&lt;/span&gt; for her. Simple $2.20 spent but it made her day. =) I feel all snuggly~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Oh yah..pehgek..cheer up kay! I'm always behind you! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-6282432511144094387?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/6282432511144094387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=6282432511144094387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/6282432511144094387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/6282432511144094387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2007/09/days-of-fun-offically-starts-today-yesh.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/Rv0R5ZSIJeI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XN3nkpA25ic/s72-c/IMG_0467.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-2005678919185459568</id><published>2007-09-27T03:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T03:29:54.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And thus I conclude.....:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;IT'S ALL FREAKIN OVER!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And I shall gloat in your face!!! Apparently PJC is like super early! I know JCs that haven't even start their promos!!! Whoo hoo!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today took the last of my papers: Bio. Sucks lah, just like the rest of my other papers. But I shall not harp on that. Like I want to think about exam stuff when I can do other things like giving myself a manicure. (yes, im serious)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;My poor nails are suffering throughout the study fest. And my dead skin is accumulating under my cuticles. Did i mention i had internal bleeding in my nails so it looks like some shit is stuck under my nails now since it already harden up to form this brownish ugly thing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don't know why, but my sister is bugging me right now and she won't leave me alone till I put her name on my blog. (Which is utterly random-ness) So fine....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;MISS NG SHU HUI, ARE YOU HAPPY NOW?!!! NOW DISAPPEAR!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yes..so back to ME. (yes...im egocentric..so deal with it)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Things I shall do before Dooms Day:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1. Get my pedicure/ manicure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;2. Get my haircut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;3. INTENSE SHOPPING ( dramatic music at the back)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;4. Attempt to smuggle the small tv into my room so I can play my PS2 (wah ha. geek fest)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;5. Draw till my hands drop off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;6. Go swimming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;7. Go play mahjong / pool (with Charlene - the jinx)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;8. Go Kbox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;9. Go beach (the sun, the sky....the sand...)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;10. SLEEP &lt;--lack of this made the panda UN-endangered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;yeah yeah...alot to do. Hence....I shall pon school on FRIDAY!!! It amazes me how happy I get when I do bad stuff. That gives me a total of 9 days of holiday!!! NINE glorious days!!!!! *muacks!!!!!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;My sister is now prattling away. She is such a irritating pest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;TOO PEH GEK, I WANT MY SHOPPING TRIP.&lt;/span&gt; You owe me big time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dumb ass school wants to kill us with the PW workshops. Yeesh...thus..I shall now go find my white nailpolish and spend the whole day painting my toenails while my sister is growing increasingly jealous at my freedom. Did I mention FREEDOM?!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-2005678919185459568?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/2005678919185459568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=2005678919185459568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/2005678919185459568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/2005678919185459568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2007/09/and-thus-i-conclude.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-2558748001303445011</id><published>2007-08-08T04:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T04:43:11.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Birthday Singapore!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes!!! I'm so freed! Its called liberation after chemistry test! Damn shiok! Now i have the rest of the beautiful holiday to......DO MORE HOMEWORK! damn. I can be sooooo sarcastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind. At least tomorrow I'll still be getting my pizza! Hopefully they run out of delivery men and I have to go collect it myself. 20% off!! Haha. Typical kiasu singaporean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea..&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Happy Birthday Nicole&lt;/span&gt;!!!  and to &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Joyce&lt;/span&gt;! (tmr)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-2558748001303445011?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/2558748001303445011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=2558748001303445011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/2558748001303445011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/2558748001303445011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-birthday-singapore-yes-im-so.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-1946733900381270283</id><published>2007-07-31T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T08:13:36.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG!!! This is freaking me out!! Today, after such a long time...I saw &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;G&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;r&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;...yes, I did not spelt it wrong..I really meant this:&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.net-club.jp/shop/nclechon/img/bread.gif" border="0" /&gt;Probably only ruoying knows what i mean. Its this Indian man (not being racist here) who wears this &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt; polo top who was last seen last year, he only appears in the night and he always carry a bag of gardenia bread. He is a lunatic (Seriously), but I've never seen him hurt anyone, so i thought well..he was harmless. Then, eventually, I never saw him again. Till now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to stay back to finish up my PW work, so went home near 10. Then as I went up the escalator of my overhead bridge, I saw Mr. Gardenia running back and forth the overhead bridge in this awkward manner and then he will suddenly stop to &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;stroke&lt;/span&gt;, (yes, stroke!) the rubbish bins and the handle of the stairs. I thought he would just continue doing this running back and forth thing again and again so I thought nothing of it and continued walking. Then at that very moment I walked past him, he suddenly &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;stopped and stared&lt;/span&gt; at me lah! Scared the shit out of me. So I picked up my pace and walked faster, and he followed me, running of course, so he caught up very fast and he actually followed me down the stairs!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this woman in front of me so I made a run for it in case anything happens, while occasionally turning back. And I saw the looney running after me lah! I kept praying to myself that he doesn't catch up and I manage to reach behind the woman where I finally stopped and turned around. He wasn't there anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being followed in the eerie night is one thing. Being followed by a &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;lunatic&lt;/span&gt; in the eerie night brings scary up a whole new level! I hope its my 5 cups of coffee that caused a hallucination, otherwise I'm gonna be super traumatised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear if I ever go home this late, I would have my phone in my hands, with my dad's number on standby mode.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-1946733900381270283?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/1946733900381270283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=1946733900381270283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/1946733900381270283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/1946733900381270283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2007/07/omg-this-is-freaking-me-out-today-after.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-8587224850264120806</id><published>2007-07-26T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T05:47:15.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't believe Mr Lee called my parents!!! Freak! I never got a call from a teacher before!!! Spoil my beautiful record!!! Ugghh..and he claims i failed bio and passed chem? Huh? I swear its opposite. Damn, I shall clarify it tomorrow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-8587224850264120806?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/8587224850264120806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=8587224850264120806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/8587224850264120806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/8587224850264120806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-cant-believe-mr-lee-called-my-parents.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-7425781186863647797</id><published>2007-07-11T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T08:15:56.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Date: &lt;em&gt;11 June 2007&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;HARRY POTTER&lt;/span&gt; and the order of the Pheonix (faster than you! hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;warning: major spoilers ahead!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd say lucky my ticket is free, completely not worth the money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plot was such a rush, it was like 3 semester in just 30mins alone. I couldn't catch up, I was like, huh? why they have another holiday so fast?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing worth mentioning was....there were snippets of&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; CEDRIC&lt;/span&gt;!!!! Not that it was much..but still..hais...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the acting of Unbridge though, she is soooo &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;pinky-ful&lt;/span&gt;! The only thing funny was when Hermoine said Ron's emotional range was the size of a teaspoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shan't say too much, won't want to influence/ or agitate fans. In any case you won't catch me watching it again any time soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-7425781186863647797?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/7425781186863647797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=7425781186863647797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/7425781186863647797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/7425781186863647797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2007/07/date-11-june-2007-i-watched-harry.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-1337970085856053825</id><published>2007-07-06T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T01:04:58.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haix...stupidly failed bio which is rather expected. Still contemplating if I should tell my mom. I need 0.6marks more to get an A for chinese. What luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was almost late for school today, ran into school with the gate slamming right into my arm. Was that ouch or what. Promos in september I hear. Gotta buck up le. I don't want to retain!!! So far already failed two H2 subs le. Haix..I should go bang my head against the wall to wake myself up. Must have been slacking too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom claims to have free preview tickets for Harry Potter. Haix..she go through the trouble of getting the tickets for me and I end up failing two subs. What a nice way of repaying her. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-1337970085856053825?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/1337970085856053825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=1337970085856053825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/1337970085856053825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/1337970085856053825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2007/07/haix.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-2420192107955500791</id><published>2007-07-04T02:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T02:26:10.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally, my redemtion! Got back Maths today. Not bad I guess, so ...phew? I shall wait for my bound-to-fail bio paper before I tell my mom about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screwed Chinese Oral today. I didn't know how to read so many words! Plus I stutter so much. 1/3 through I was like:“&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;对不起，我可不可以从新读一次&lt;/span&gt;？” Shit lah, I never had to do this before! So I reread! Idiot lor. Then the guy teacher didn't even bother to pay attention. The conversation topic was on some government's policy of giving sportsmen reward for representing Singapore. Then I was like, heng I know a name called Li Jia Wei then I thought I could have used it as an example. But the woman cut me to say that I should only concentrate on Singaporeans. What! I know no shit lah. So ended up I gave no examples at all! Arghh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-2420192107955500791?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/2420192107955500791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=2420192107955500791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/2420192107955500791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/2420192107955500791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2007/07/finally-my-redemtion-got-back-maths.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-6175133248105707057</id><published>2007-07-03T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T04:27:09.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its a depressing day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back my chemistry results today. Flunked it. Shouldn't have been a big deal since not many passed anyway, but still...flunking sucks! I can't bear to think about what my other subjects would be like. Have biology lessons tomorrow, hope &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Pinky Wong&lt;/span&gt; doesn't give back the bio paper. So dreading it. Haven't told my mom about my failure, she'll have me killed. I think I shall accumulate all the bad news before having my face blasted into. Shucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School ended at 6 today. Omigod, I could have fainted. Imagine lasting from 6 to 6 on the very first day of school!!! I think I had to put toothpicks in my eyelids to hold them up. Catherine caught a stray cat today and I went to 'sayang' it. Then my whole hands were covered in cat hair! Not as bad as Catherine's though, she got scratched. Ungrateful cat, we were going to feed it too. Haha. Good thing Wan Zhen let us go to her house to wash our hands. Thanks for the yakult too! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-6175133248105707057?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/6175133248105707057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=6175133248105707057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/6175133248105707057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/6175133248105707057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2007/07/its-depressing-day.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-7847819563418701662</id><published>2007-07-01T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T09:41:19.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am super pissed today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother is going all crazy on me! About some bag she lost and she starts venting her anger on me! What is it with older women and their raging hormones?! I shall chew off her head!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-7847819563418701662?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/7847819563418701662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=7847819563418701662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/7847819563418701662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/7847819563418701662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-am-super-pissed-today.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-1725728108935737624</id><published>2007-06-30T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T10:14:06.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Darn..&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I HATE TODAY!! LUCK IS NOT ON MY SIDE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a typical Singaporean, I rushed with my mom for some last minute shopping before the GST hike. But...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get to buy anything before I had a really bad stomach cramp! I was about to faint, so my mom got me to sit on this chair where this little girl beside me said she hates the smell of my medical oil (whatever!) Lol. So I had to rush home in a taxi where the uncle commented on how kiasu Singaporeans are while I was struggling not to scream the pain out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion...NOTHING! I bought a darn nothing the day before the GST hike. Great. No thrill! Ack! I don't care, 5% or 7%, I'm going shopping tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-1725728108935737624?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/1725728108935737624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=1725728108935737624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/1725728108935737624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/1725728108935737624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2007/06/darn.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-5968357174801317962</id><published>2007-06-29T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T07:38:05.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Arrghhh...I just changed my blogskin a few days ago and now the background picture is down!!! Sheesh...I'll just wait, see if it comes back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for pw workshop in the morning. Totally useless, still clueless about what to write. Waste of my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom came back from Beijing today. She say it was as horrid as I described it to be. Lol. Can't stand her, she just needs to make her presence felt at home. The moment she came home, she yelled her head off! Can't I play my ps2 for a day for the whole month of studying?!!! So irritating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-5968357174801317962?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/5968357174801317962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=5968357174801317962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/5968357174801317962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/5968357174801317962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2007/06/arrghhh.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-70377042092458988</id><published>2007-06-27T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T09:58:30.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yes....Yes....YES!!!! It's all &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;OVER!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Finally this horrid period ends. Bio paper sucked. I think it was the worst of all papers! I didn't even had time to finish the whole paper. Destined to fail...but who cares...&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;IT'S OVER&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy was really nice today, he brought me out for celebration. So we had seafood dinner and I got to eat fresh, raw &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;lobster!!!&lt;/span&gt; It's been eons since my last lobster! Yummy! Dad says I burn a hole in his pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird thing is, apparently I didn't have to go back to school on thursday and I only found out today. Oh well, who's complaining? But I can't find anyone to shop with, darn that pw workshop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom's gone to China, sobs..there goes my shopping buddy and atm machine! (opps)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-70377042092458988?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/70377042092458988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=70377042092458988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/70377042092458988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/70377042092458988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2007/06/yes.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-3244688821290728413</id><published>2007-06-22T00:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T00:22:38.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just want to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;5 more Freakin days to go!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Man...I can't wait for all this shit to pass. Why call it June holidays why I'm not resting and instead, I'm studying for the crap mye?! Its not worth it, I practically screwed up everything except perhaps...Maths? I might as well not study!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I haven't had a single shopping trip for two entire months and that's a mortal sin!!!! At least to me. Haha. I swear, the first thing I'm going to do after my bio paper is to cut my hair....and then shop my head off!!! And then I'm turning geek by playing my ps2!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Why am I talking as if there is no school after mye?! Ahh..who cares...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-3244688821290728413?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/3244688821290728413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=3244688821290728413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/3244688821290728413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/3244688821290728413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-just-want-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-4056296896103845103</id><published>2007-06-03T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T21:57:38.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lol, look whats for lunch! So adorable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/RmObdQOq6CI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IHMXQjKbtjI/s1600-h/IMG_0448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072068532224321570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/RmObdQOq6CI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IHMXQjKbtjI/s320/IMG_0448.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pigs floating in my soup!&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/20329942-4056296896103845103?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/4056296896103845103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=4056296896103845103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/4056296896103845103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/4056296896103845103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2007/06/lol-look-whats-for-lunch-so-adorable.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aoCErNyzB9g/RmObdQOq6CI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IHMXQjKbtjI/s72-c/IMG_0448.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329942.post-5182557197676940010</id><published>2007-05-31T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T09:00:50.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahhhhh...end of second week and I've not even finished my holiday homework!!! Someone kill me for procrastinating!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20329942-5182557197676940010?l=doodle-style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/feeds/5182557197676940010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20329942&amp;postID=5182557197676940010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/5182557197676940010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20329942/posts/default/5182557197676940010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodle-style.blogspot.com/2007/05/ahhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuLin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855217392012984960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
