<?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-36108265</id><updated>2011-10-29T03:32:49.288+08:00</updated><category term='life sucks. but IT GOES ON.'/><title type='text'>i knew i love you..</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>412</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36108265.post-5639492313422699162</id><published>2008-08-22T17:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T17:27:41.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i fucking hope time will turn back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-5639492313422699162?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/5639492313422699162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=5639492313422699162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/5639492313422699162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/5639492313422699162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-fucking-hope-time-will-turn-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-6502472160261724880</id><published>2008-05-19T21:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T21:22:48.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>427th post</title><content type='html'>I'll come here whenever i'm feeling emo. &lt;br /&gt;I miss you guys! In Beatty. Or just anyone else i'm not in contact with currently. Wo xiang ni men!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-6502472160261724880?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/6502472160261724880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=6502472160261724880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/6502472160261724880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/6502472160261724880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/05/427th-post.html' title='427th post'/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-4681320007768527619</id><published>2008-05-03T01:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T01:53:10.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Guys, i'm moving house. &lt;br /&gt;Gonna keep all these memories here and will blog here if i starts to emo. &lt;br /&gt;Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit me at [www.youthinkyouarefunny.blogspot.com]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MIGHT even delete that blog if i don't find the sense of belonging there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-4681320007768527619?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/4681320007768527619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=4681320007768527619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/4681320007768527619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/4681320007768527619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/05/guys-im-moving-house.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-7353025081390481819</id><published>2008-05-03T00:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T01:29:47.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 18th birthday to Jian Wen and 17th Jia Sheng!</title><content type='html'>So, the long awaited birthday party was great! (: Hope everyone really enjoy themselves to the fullest. Although the whole class wasn't present, but this is our 2nd outing. More people joined! Form of improvement i guess. HAD CRAZY FUN! SERIOUSLY! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macroecons was rather difficult to absorb today la. But it's still as fun as ever! commskills, no comment(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S THE HIGHLIGHT FROM NOW ON!&lt;br /&gt;Went TM for lunch and the sweet and sour chicken rice was fantastic! Shared many jokes and set off to buy drinks. Waited for derek to collect the lovely cake before going prilly's house. We joked and laughed all the way from NTUC to prilly's house. WALAO EH, HANG OUT WITH BENSON WILL GET STOMACH CRAMP ONEE. JOKER SIA. Even when he stepped on my slipper, i LAUGHED, for no reason! His action is just ever so lol. Well, we settled down at the back of the condo before bringing down the drinks and everything. &lt;br /&gt;Birthday cake was set! It's beautiful powerpuff girls' cake! Shall post the photos after i received from prilly and xiu hui (: Okay, normal procedures went on and it's so sweet to see them cutting the cake together. LOL. macam getting married sia. &lt;br /&gt;Afterwhich, we played game! Rules were simple. There are 13 players, there are 13 piece of paper, out of the 13, 11 are with crosses drawn on and the other 2 are with circles drawn on. Lucky players whom got the ones with the circles drawn on will have to do the punishment set. &lt;br /&gt;First round, Guan Zhong and Jackson got the lucky paper X) Their choice was to pinch asses -.- Sexy bodoh! &lt;br /&gt;Second round, Jackson and Benson got it. They did the buttocks writing. LOl. Even more sexy!&lt;br /&gt;Third round, things got more fun! Prilly and Derek got it! AND THEIR CHOICE WAS TO, KISS THE SAME SEX! There goes without saying, Derek asked Benson up and stage and OMG, it's just so sweet! I'm waiting anxiously for the photos! And Prilly chose me. She kissed me and i kissed her! We're sweet couples hor dear? LOL. Kena Derek and Benson's virus alr la. Okay, people were busy taking vids and pics. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Fourth round, birthday boys got it! Jian Wen chose to do freeze and Jia Sheng, drank the mixed drink we mixed for him. HAHA. Hope he's alright. Heh. Yea, and we played polar bear and the hunter till quite late. LOL. Fun i would say. It's just like the game of sabotage. Derek is damn poor thing. He looks so innocent that he always got killed. But, looks can be deceiving lo. He acts damn well la! Even if he's the polar bear, he really give the i-am-not-polar-bear's face. HAHA. Killing innocents are fun la. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;Waited for Kai Xuan to come and we went to the playground. Yes, i know, lag of childhood. Played the spider web. I climbed till the end know! It was goddamn high. First time managed to climb all the way up. With the help of 1e02's spiderman. LOl. Guan Zhong VS Jian Wen. Jw won. Macam monkey only. Lepak till quite late before deciding to order something to eat. But, it was rather late alr. Prilly, Derek and Benson went to da pao food for the rest of us! THANK YOU! (: Meanwhile, we sang songs. Sang like we never sing before. Nice la! &lt;br /&gt;Shortly after, food was delievered. Makan already and we just do our own stuffs for a while before playing true or dare. When i kena, i chose dare and it's to DANCE THE CHICKY DANCE! Got everyone to join and we danced like a bunch of crazy monkey. Imagine people take down video of us and post it on youtube. We'll be damn famous already la! 'Cause we really looked like idiots la. But hey! It's damn seldom 1e02 gets so high up for a dance! We even tried out TP mass dance! HAHA! It's a pity that no video is taken. Otherwise, you'll know how crazy we can get.&lt;br /&gt;Well, after so much fun, it's time to part. I won't want the party to end. Just hope that time will stop there when we're having the most fun. Heh. Life goes on. Emo-ed abit just now, and it was chased away by Benson and Derek. Thanks guys! For keeping us entertained like, forever. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;Wanted to go to the washroom but it's locked. And when we went back there, some of the guys went off already. Leaving Guan Zhong, Benson, Derek and Kai Xuan waiting for us (: Prilly bid us goodbye and off we go! Cabbed home. KaiXuan has his granddad to fetch him and the four of us took cab home. Sent off Benson and Guan Zhong before going down to AMK as Derek lives there. Thanks for the offer to send me home but, not worth la. Moreover i reached home safely! Still, thank you! Haha. Derek paid as we all have got no cash. Pfft. I'm kns broke. Kill me please. I wanna work! But, LAZY! ;p &lt;br /&gt;Reached home and i'm damn shagged now. GONNA TURN IN! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU GUYS ONCE AGAIN!&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's have this kind of outing/gatherings more often leh. I like :D&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight people! (;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-7353025081390481819?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/7353025081390481819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=7353025081390481819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/7353025081390481819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/7353025081390481819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-18th-birthday-to-jian-wen-and.html' title='Happy 18th birthday to Jian Wen and 17th Jia Sheng!'/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-8687229504315714087</id><published>2008-05-01T11:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T11:48:46.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's now time to post about yesterday DAMN fun dinner. the dinner that i laughed most. the dinner that almost drive me insane. it's such a pity that qian hui has to go off for her dance audi. if not, i'll laugh even more. it was just awesome with that bunch of peeps. lol. just staring blankly at benson i'll laugh like one crazy ass. let alone imagining him in bikini. HAHA! qian hui even more jialat wor. she imagined derek is the one wearing bikini. wth, we really laugh till stomachache bodoh. derek and benson really makes us laugh NON- STOP. next time ctos lab we already planned to chiong to class and sit near the KT couple. and then, we'll have more exercise for our tummy muscles. moreover, after hearing what qian hui told us, the more i wanna sit near to them during ctos. so that we can laugh tgt like crazy ass-es again. &lt;br /&gt;the one that makes my goosebumps REALLY POP OUT is when benson called derek 'dear' after ctos. I REALLY WENT BESERK LA. not only that. the part where solomon wanna we-know-what, benson played along and after solomon did that action, LOL! ROFL! he 'shivered'. and the way he did it just makes everybody start laughing. damn it man. i'm afraid of going crazy if this continues. haha! but, crazy jiu crazy lo. it had been so long i've forgotten how to smile. &lt;br /&gt;really glad to meet this gang of crazy people in especially 1e02. initially i wanted so much to have a change of class. but now, thinking that we'll be seperated after a year really makes me wanna cry. ): so, LET'S GO CRAZY EVERYDAY AND NOT HAVE ANY REGRETS OF NOT SPENDING ENOUGH QUALITY TIME TGT! XD only if we were like this during orientation. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realised, our initials (Prilly, Qian hui and Rena) is a consecutive alphabet. XIU HUI sounds like SIU HUI ALSO! 's' is you! :D PQRS. hahahaa. &lt;br /&gt;and i wanted to type qh above. but, i feel so weird looking at it cos i meant my chinese name as well. hurhur. &lt;br /&gt;PRILLY, WHAT'S YOUR CHINESE NAMEEEEEE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;PSST! tomorrow is friday! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-8687229504315714087?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/8687229504315714087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=8687229504315714087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/8687229504315714087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/8687229504315714087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-now-time-to-post-about-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-3379753049957901258</id><published>2008-04-30T23:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T00:17:44.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fun, Fun, FUn and FUN!</title><content type='html'>i'm rather shagged now la. but, i'm still very excited and damn looking forward to friday.&lt;br /&gt;reason being, &lt;br /&gt;#o1- THERE'S MACROECONS LECTURE! XD&lt;br /&gt;#o2- i can get to see those lovely people from 1e02 :D&lt;br /&gt;#o3- it's jian wen and jia sheng's birthday! `party!&lt;br /&gt;#o4- i'm going home late! ; again.&lt;br /&gt;#o5- we're going to collect that lovely CAKE! &lt;3 hor? derek and prilly? hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, enough of the excitement. RAHH! i've created a new blog (: WITH MCFLY'S SKIN! omgomg. damn nice. lol. &lt;br /&gt;wapiang. finally can start sms-ing alr. was controlling like one siao ting dong today la. and the total msg i sent this month HAHAAHA. 1988! i think my dad is gonna kill me. and i din know there's bao zi dan tonight. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a nice lunch just now. heh. then lectures and lessons. as usual, i drowned. need float man. and xiu hui and me tried taking photos during lecture but we failed badly. hha. still, we managed to take one not bad de.HAHA. never try doing that man! she tried to take it like, damn obvious, and i quickly snatch the phone away. god. i'm so kiasu. HEH. skarli he say it out during the lecture and paiseh-ed us jiu jialat le. hahaa. exciting! THEN, WENT TO COLLECT MACROECONS NOTES. &lt;3 after ctos lab, prilly, derek and i went shopping for things that we need on friday. and ordered a damn nice cake. i love it man. haha! so sweeeet.  &lt;br /&gt;i &lt;3 prilly's house. CONDO WOR~ &lt;br /&gt;okay, enough of my siao ting dong rants.&lt;br /&gt;i'm now fucking pissed again. knn! if i'm mute, i'm still able to get money from her. now that i fucking talked back to her, knn, she don't wanna give me money anymore. kill me please. thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-3379753049957901258?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/3379753049957901258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=3379753049957901258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/3379753049957901258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/3379753049957901258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/04/fun-fun-fun-and-fun.html' title='fun, Fun, FUn and FUN!'/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-1863094874885071089</id><published>2008-04-30T00:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T12:14:37.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/SBdPwkViZKI/AAAAAAAAAXs/RTIsYwQlUzI/s1600-h/DSC00580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/SBdPwkViZKI/AAAAAAAAAXs/RTIsYwQlUzI/s320/DSC00580.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194708391001482402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[laughing gang (: ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/SBdPWkViZJI/AAAAAAAAAXk/ilNnD1ETOmU/s1600-h/PIC210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/SBdPWkViZJI/AAAAAAAAAXk/ilNnD1ETOmU/s320/PIC210.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194707944324883602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-1863094874885071089?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/1863094874885071089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=1863094874885071089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/1863094874885071089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/1863094874885071089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/04/loves-of-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/SBdPwkViZKI/AAAAAAAAAXs/RTIsYwQlUzI/s72-c/DSC00580.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36108265.post-2664952926409927214</id><published>2008-04-30T00:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T00:32:50.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fug. i cant put that ever so beautiful mcfly's skin on my new blog. wtf! DAMN PISSED.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-2664952926409927214?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/2664952926409927214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=2664952926409927214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/2664952926409927214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/2664952926409927214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/04/fug.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-5034178067010279998</id><published>2008-04-29T21:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T22:07:07.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm another kg fatter.&lt;br /&gt;'cause i just ate chicken rice and drank green tea. pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's kind of a bad day for me. yes, woke up on time. BUT, i missed 155. and another 155 came. i alighted and waited for the next bus. 13 came -.- and when i just alighted from 13, OMG. i almost die there. 'cause i saw two 23 buses happily passing by me. i din run after them la. like goddamn far. so, i just let them go ): not fated. and waited like an ass for it. we reached class late luhhs. but.. it's alright (: ctos was okay la. just that i'm a lil retarded in computer stuffs. so, i'm kinda slow. HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;lunched maggi. business accounting was better. wds. okay laa. understand a lil. haha. nth much though. ytd was more fun. but still, we HAD alot of fun. HAA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i'll blog tml. 3 lectures! fug. &lt;br /&gt;bye! gonna chat till i drop. and say hello to bao zi dan tonight! XD &lt;br /&gt;planning something really interesting! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-5034178067010279998?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/5034178067010279998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=5034178067010279998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/5034178067010279998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/5034178067010279998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-another-kg-fatter.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-5238867824472615286</id><published>2008-04-28T21:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T22:10:39.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had an almost perfect day. it's spoilt by a fucking knn chao uncle. nabeh. i was standing at the bus stop and suddenly i heard this camera sound the 'click' thingy. i turned and WTF. got one uncle is taking a photo of me. i was darn fucking pissed that instance. but wtf, i just moved behind. and he tried to take it again. and knn, right in front of me. i stared real hard at him and he din took it. FUCK. I SHOULD JUST WENT RIGHT UP TO HIM AND SAY, 'fuck you you knn chao uncle. better delete that photo before i sue you okay. knn.' WHY THE FUCK DIDN'T I SAY THAT SIA. walan eh. fucking regret. if i ever sees him again, i'll make sure he'll have a very terrible death. &lt;br /&gt;[sorry for the vulgarities.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, although all these rantings are not enough, but i shall stop before i spoil the keyboard. rahh.&lt;br /&gt;planned to go sch early but ended up like no difference liddat. kns. woke up like 6.45 la. but then, pfft. board the bus at 7.45 near 8. kns. oh well, din managed to get those notes printed la. 'cause there's no time. HAH. and met jiahui for a 'lil talk. and went to class alr. OMG. it's MACROECONS! it's just so fun and i love it like WHOOOOOOO! everyone knows i'm so excited to attend macroecons. LOl. and there's no motivation tml to go school. 'cause no macroecons. pfft. i think i'm going crazy. commskill was LOL! HAHAS. you know what i mean huh, for some people laa :D  LOL. whoolala. it was lunch then, food WAS ALMOST nvm. lol. and had a bad bad bad bad bad cramp till wds. even till now, i'm dying of cramp. shucks. went silicon studio and crapped there ALL THE WAY. printer was spoilt la. damn. opportunity cost! got to leave lab early and hung at tm. had total fun in pizza hut! laughed like non stop can. goddamn fun. and that fucking incident spoil my good mood like, totally. knn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;[i hope you'll meet in a damn bad accident and squash your balls and handphone. fuck you.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-5238867824472615286?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/5238867824472615286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=5238867824472615286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/5238867824472615286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/5238867824472615286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/04/had-almost-perfect-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-8876281769952862073</id><published>2008-04-27T11:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T12:12:12.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love to know more about what is happening in NS. was reading osborne's blog and i hoped for more. haha! especially those eerie stories they encountered. i like the one melvin told me. about that particular slipper that moved from one buck to the other in the night and it was found nicely placed in his bunk. it was his squad mate's from different bunk. AND, the thing is, THE DOORS OF BOTH BUCKS ARE LOCKED AT NIGHT. how on earth does the slipper travels? (: mystery eh. the knocking of the locker's sound is heard everynight. whoo. and the one ming liang told me. as all of you know, tekkong used to be a malay kampong. and bagua are not allowed there. unfortunately, ming liang's bunk mate bought it in and kept the bagua in the locker and locked it up. in the middle of the night, the whole locker just shook so violently. &lt;br /&gt;heh. i'm glad i'm borned a girl. (: &lt;br /&gt;i'm so into all these kind of  NS stories. lol.&lt;br /&gt;borne, if you happen to read this, does ming liang has a blog? LOL. i would so wanna go into his blog and read those stories! :x &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's monday tomorrow! hurray! there's school! THERE'S &lt;font color="red"&gt;MACROECONS!&lt;/font color&gt; there's no tutorial for that though. yes, i'm still stuck in WDS. hahas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="10"&gt; MAY SOME KIND SOUL PLEASE REMIND ME TO SUBMIT MY CTOS CASE STUDY ONLINE PRETTY PLEASE?&lt;/FONT SIZE&gt; tonight when i'm online la. (: thanks thanks and thanks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going off to bishan soon! toodles folks! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-8876281769952862073?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/8876281769952862073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=8876281769952862073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/8876281769952862073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/8876281769952862073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-love-to-know-more-about-what-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-6576696418923968104</id><published>2008-04-26T15:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T23:23:17.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fug reports. fug homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[updated] &lt;br /&gt;it's totally like heaven being able to wake up so late. and i'm gonna sleep in tomorrow also. being a light sleeper is such a sucker. a 'lil vibration can wake me up ever so easily. pfft. oh well, did CTOS true/false questions and the MCQs. case studies seems really hopeless la can. hurhur. i'm going to bang on BA's question 5 before starting CTOS. should i do up a power point or just brief report? &lt;br /&gt;it'll go according to my mood yo. &lt;br /&gt;deadline is tomorrow. PFFT.&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for monday! (:&lt;br /&gt;hahahas.&lt;br /&gt;i'm topping up my ezlink card tml! with my beautiful concession. all in all, it'll cost me 65 bucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long, goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[updated updated]&lt;br /&gt;my eyeballs are going to jump out of its place any time soon. cos i've been staring at this computer screen ever since don't know what time. lol. i'm rather done alr. hopefully it's okay bah. haha. i've got a qn from BA which i don't know how to do. sheesh. and WDS, i really think i can't make it. FOR REAL. the html codes knows me but i don't know them ): haiz. &lt;font color="green"&gt; HELLO &lt;/font color&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;I'M DONE DONE DONE WITH THAT FUGGING CASE STUDY! &lt;/font color&gt;&lt;br /&gt;playing with html codes. LOL. &lt;font size="20"&gt; RAHH! &lt;/font size&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[time killer]&lt;br /&gt;1. Were you smiling when you woke up this morning?&lt;br /&gt;- doubt so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. When was the last time you met someone new?&lt;br /&gt;- just yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. When did you last eat pizza?&lt;br /&gt;- thousand years ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you drink beer?&lt;br /&gt;- drank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you wash your own clothes?&lt;br /&gt;- lol. no. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Are you any good at poker?&lt;br /&gt;- average bah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Are you tired?&lt;br /&gt;- yes of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Besides your bed, what is your favorite thing in your room?&lt;br /&gt;- PILLOWS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Pepsi or Coke?&lt;br /&gt;- coke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Would you ever take someone back if they cheated on you?&lt;br /&gt;- no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you enjoy piercings or tattoos?&lt;br /&gt;- piercing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Taco Bell or McDonald's?&lt;br /&gt;- Mc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Are you restless?&lt;br /&gt;- depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Is your computer desktop or a laptop?&lt;br /&gt;- desktop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. How many friendster views do you have?&lt;br /&gt;- who remembers them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Want to be a prince/princess?&lt;br /&gt;- no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you believe dreams come true?&lt;br /&gt;- once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Last song you heard?&lt;br /&gt;- my ringtone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Do you like Batman?&lt;br /&gt;- rauf does!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Who is in the room with you?&lt;br /&gt;- i'm not in the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. what r u wearin on ur foot?&lt;br /&gt;- nth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What was the last thing you ate?&lt;br /&gt;- biscuit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What were you doing before this?&lt;br /&gt;- case studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What is the closest item near you that is blue?&lt;br /&gt;- pen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. In your opinion what is the weirdest thing listed on goofysicons.com?&lt;br /&gt;- wtf is that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What instant messaging service do you use?&lt;br /&gt;- MSN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Whose house were you at last night?&lt;br /&gt;- mine la duh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. What do you wear more, jeans or sweatpants?&lt;br /&gt;- jeans bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. What is the last movie you watched?&lt;br /&gt;- definitely, maybe :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. What do you currently hear right now?&lt;br /&gt;- the sound of me typing keyboard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Where's your favorite place to be?&lt;br /&gt;- home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Have you ever heard of the band Our Lady Peace?&lt;br /&gt;- no. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Where do you sleep?&lt;br /&gt;- long kang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Where do you shop the most?&lt;br /&gt;- anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Where did you get the shirt you're wearing?&lt;br /&gt;- from a friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Coach Purse or NFL game tickets?&lt;br /&gt;- ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Where was your default pic taken?&lt;br /&gt;- er, if you mean friendster, on the monorail. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Why did you pick your background?&lt;br /&gt;- cos it's nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Are you happy with where you are?&lt;br /&gt;- not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Do you believe love at first sight exists?&lt;br /&gt;- used to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Do you believe in celebrating anniversaries?&lt;br /&gt;- erms. neutral. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Do you believe that you can change someone?&lt;br /&gt;- er.. depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. What are you going to do after you do this survey?&lt;br /&gt;- do the yes no survey. looks &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over 18?&lt;br /&gt;~^~ no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kissed someone on your top friends?&lt;br /&gt;~^~ no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever told a lie?&lt;br /&gt;~^~ yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been arrested?&lt;br /&gt;~^~ no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kissed a picture?&lt;br /&gt;~^~ yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fallen asleep at work/school?&lt;br /&gt;~^~ yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Held an actual snake?&lt;br /&gt;~^~ no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totaled your car/motorbike in an&lt;br /&gt;accident?&lt;br /&gt;~^~ no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been fired from a job?&lt;br /&gt;~^~ no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sang karaoke?&lt;br /&gt;~^~ yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done something you told yourself you&lt;br /&gt;wouldn't?&lt;br /&gt;~^~ yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughed until something came out&lt;br /&gt;from your nose when drinking?&lt;br /&gt;~^~ yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught a snowflake on your tongue?&lt;br /&gt;~^~ no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sang in the shower?&lt;br /&gt;~^~ yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat on a roof top?&lt;br /&gt;~^~ no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought about your past with regret?&lt;br /&gt;~^~ yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been pushed into a pool with all your&lt;br /&gt;clothes on?&lt;br /&gt;~^~ no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken a bone?&lt;br /&gt;~^~ yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaved your head?&lt;br /&gt;~^~ no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept naked?&lt;br /&gt;~^~ no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played a prank on someone?&lt;br /&gt;~^~ yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed up longer than 24 hours&lt;br /&gt;straight?&lt;br /&gt;~^~ yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a gym membership?&lt;br /&gt;~^~ no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt like killing someone?&lt;br /&gt;~^~ yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made your girl/boyfriend cry?&lt;br /&gt;~^~ yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been in a band?&lt;br /&gt;~^~ no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shot a gun?&lt;br /&gt;~^~ yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liked someone with nobody else knowing&lt;br /&gt;about it?&lt;br /&gt;~^~ yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played strip poker?&lt;br /&gt;~^~ no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loved someone you shouldn't?&lt;br /&gt;~^~ yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a tattoo?&lt;br /&gt;~^~ no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have or had any piercings more than&lt;br /&gt;four?&lt;br /&gt;~^~ no.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-6576696418923968104?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/6576696418923968104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=6576696418923968104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/6576696418923968104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/6576696418923968104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/04/fug-reports.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-3524625379032269111</id><published>2008-04-25T21:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T21:33:33.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt; i've got my ez link card! &lt;/b&gt; HURRRRRAY! &lt;br /&gt;had macroecons lecture today. nice bodoh. the lecturer damn lol. i'm SO glad he's our tutor man. seriously. and there's his tutorial on monday! &lt;3 2 hrs somemore! i wished i was the one whom won the 2 GV movie tickets. benson got mame! and omg, i really think mr wong is damn nice. SERIOUSLY. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;the lecture ended like so early and we went business school's canteen, like finally, for food. (: chicken cutlet was okay la. and went off for communication skills 1. not bad la. nothing much happened. just damn lethargic. &lt;br /&gt;I HAVEN'T DO MY CTOS YET. anyone, help me leh. &lt;br /&gt;i'm only interested in business accounting and macroecons currently. yea, i'm more towards the business side. :D my IT CMI one la. oh well, i'll still try. and there're a bunch of nice people out there whom are willing to help me :D &lt;br /&gt;thanks chu yin, for willing to help! X) CAMERA! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if anyone from 1e02 reads this, WANNA STAY BACK ON THOSE DAYS WHEREBY WE'VE GOT WORK TO DO AND COMPLETE THEM BEFORE WE GO OFF? &lt;br /&gt;'cause i cant study at home. and i wont do any work! i need motivation yo! MORTIVATION! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so sad it's saturday! 'cause there isn't any school on! i miss my classmates. lol. i don't know why. don't ask me thank you. AND i wanna hang out after school! going home so soon is SO SIAN. i wanna lepak! lol. kidding. just normal hanging outs. anywhere will do. hahhaa. take bus around singapore also can. &lt;br /&gt;should have gone lunching with prilly and qian hui. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basketball-ed today. ooh. it was fun fun and fun. so long din touch the ball alr. tired siol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think, i'm doing those tutorials tomorrow. walao wei. saturday is boring. sunday too. ):&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[just for laughs]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER  :     Donald, what is the chemical formula for water?&lt;br /&gt;      DONALD   :     H I J K L M N O!!&lt;br /&gt;      TEACHER  :     What are you talking about?&lt;br /&gt;      DONALD   :     Yesterday you said it's H to O!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER  :     John, why are you doing your math multiplication on the floor?&lt;br /&gt;      JOHN     :     You told me to do it without using tables!&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER  :     Why are you late, Frank?&lt;br /&gt;      FRANK    :     Because of the sign.&lt;br /&gt;      TEACHER  :     What sign?&lt;br /&gt;      FRANK    :     The one that says, 'School Ahead, Go Slow.'&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;  TEACHER  :     Maria, go to the map and find North America .&lt;br /&gt;      MARIA    :     Here it is!&lt;br /&gt;      TEACHER  :     Correct. Now class, who discovered America ?&lt;br /&gt;      CLASS    :     Maria!&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-3524625379032269111?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/3524625379032269111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=3524625379032269111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/3524625379032269111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/3524625379032269111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/04/ive-got-my-ez-link-card-hurrrrray-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-7988327858335871401</id><published>2008-04-24T22:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T22:21:08.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm so tired that i don't feel like blogging today. hahaa. i no need buy business accounting book! thank you audrina! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i'm really tired. i don't know why. maybe i'm dying. haha. blog tml la. &lt;br /&gt;2 lectures tomorrow. kill me, really. MACROECONS! RAHHHH! and commskills. must pay FULL attention. DHL DHL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-7988327858335871401?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/7988327858335871401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=7988327858335871401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/7988327858335871401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/7988327858335871401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-so-tired-that-i-dont-feel-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-1014971278771413785</id><published>2008-04-23T21:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T22:33:30.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've just received a sad sad news from solomon. benjamin will no longer be with us for the rest of the one year. he's supposed to be in 04 but due to some reasons, mistakes were made and he's now transferred back to 04. ): oh well, wish you all the very best in whatever you do yea? (: and we're still treating you as one of 02 (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's alright today :D 3 lectures don't kill. lol. &lt;br /&gt;woke up at 8.20am unwillingly and got myself ready for school. since it's only the second day of school, i still look forward to going tp as much as the first day. lol. okay, that's not the point. the point is, &lt;b&gt; i actually lugged the fugging heavy books to school. AND THEY WASN'T USED.&lt;/b&gt; pfft. that's a total turn off. but other than that, yes, i enjoyed school today.&lt;br /&gt;met prilly at the bus stop near her house and set off. we were the first to reach and went in to tp to hand in my laptop order form. then met solo-man, chu yin and hoong chun at the bridge. following on, the girls reached and we went to AS canteen where there's air con. lol. following on, people started to stroll in. haha. and we proceeded for class. holy! we're late la omg. sat at the corner. YES, CORNER. but business accounting 1 was still managable. lunch was LOL. the reason why people dont reply solo-man I THINK, it's cos he sent to the wrong number. LOL. thats really hilarious. okay, here goes the conversation.&lt;br /&gt;Solo-man: eh sia la. no one reply my message one sia. &lt;br /&gt;Jian wen: eh i got okay.&lt;br /&gt;Rena: i also have hor.&lt;br /&gt;Solo-man: aiya. other then you two. damn sian.&lt;br /&gt;Rena: i think hor, you sent to the wrong number luhhs. &lt;br /&gt;-laughs-&lt;br /&gt;Solo-man: but cant be all wrong what. i shall see. *asked farah her no.*&lt;br /&gt;Solo-man: farah, your number right?!&lt;br /&gt;Farah: NO LA! my no. is ********!&lt;br /&gt;-LAUGHS-&lt;br /&gt;Rena: see i told you! &lt;br /&gt;Solo-man: WAH! THE PERSON NEVER EVEN REPLY LA. SKARLI HE BANGALA SIA. &lt;br /&gt;-laughsssss-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch was a laughable one. and it's CTOS! it's alright too. and web design is like, kinda chim luhhs. &lt;br /&gt;but it's okay. it takes time. i'm still an idiot when it comes to computer. i need a float. pfft. oh well, that's practically today. poly life is starting to get hectic. by next week, i think proj will start piling up. &lt;br /&gt;God bless me please. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first class outing tomorrow. definitely maybe! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's a new day. WHOOOSH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[updated]&lt;br /&gt;and yesterday, i went to bed at around 11 plus and i toss and turn. till 1 then i fall asleep. ): sianed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-1014971278771413785?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/1014971278771413785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=1014971278771413785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/1014971278771413785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/1014971278771413785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/04/ive-just-received-sad-sad-news-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-3777155279793754481</id><published>2008-04-22T19:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T21:35:24.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>planned to sit at a corner of the lecture room together with the joker solo-man. then when there's break time, we'll start crapping! omg. so looking forward. HAHA. waking up at 8 plus tml ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fug. what i wrote was gone. and i've forgotten what i said. so, RAHHHHH! SOH ZHI HUI! YOU GOOOOOOOD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-3777155279793754481?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/3777155279793754481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=3777155279793754481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/3777155279793754481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/3777155279793754481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/04/planned-to-sit-at-corner-of-lecture.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-5098594548627134426</id><published>2008-04-22T11:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T11:20:39.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohh no. kill me again. there's 3 lectures on tomorrow and goddamn it. one of it is CTOS. how the f am i gonna lug all those heavy books to school?! it's really goddamn heavy la can. RAHH! how i wish i can employ one part time 'help-me-carry-books-maid'. then i wont have muscles ache alr. boooo. i feel so sad. &lt;br /&gt;3 CTOS books to carry, 1 business accounting booklet can kill me like easily. was lugging them home yesterday and cursing the books all the way. damn it. i'm so depress now. &lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN. i can't find my disc! ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-5098594548627134426?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/5098594548627134426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=5098594548627134426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/5098594548627134426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/5098594548627134426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/04/ohh-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-7843647728951857348</id><published>2008-04-21T21:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T22:54:06.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i can't believe this. i'm paying for my own books?! RAHHHH! it cost me a bomb bigger than fat man. haha. more to come. god bless me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[updated]&lt;br /&gt;and some fact i've realised. poly time pass much faster than in sec sch. in sec sch, 1 hour like 10 years liddat. but in poly, i actually wished the lesson could be longer. god, i'm changing! :X i'm kidding. 0.o i'm amused by a comment give by an unknown days ago. LOL! nonsense.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-7843647728951857348?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/7843647728951857348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=7843647728951857348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/7843647728951857348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/7843647728951857348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-cant-believe-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-8377875559622817372</id><published>2008-04-21T18:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T20:17:38.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's the first day of school :D</title><content type='html'>i think i'm going to drown in the web design lesson. lol.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the first day of school was better than expected. heh. went out of house at 9.45 and waited for 59 for like, damn long la. and went to meet prilly at her house bus stop. (: boarded 69 and headed to the bridge where all the guys are waiting. (: the girls are in class already. waited for chu yin and we set off to find our classroom. lol. we almost got lost. seriously. yes, i know getting lost in TP is a very embarrassing thing to do. but, yea, we almost got lost. thanks to some guys whom came out from the classroom to guide us to the correct classroom. sat with prilly and chu yin but were seperated for the group discussions. was in the same group as yue ting, benson, jackson and jian wen. the session was lol. hah. still unable to open up to those new peeps. ms lynette tay let us off 20mins earlier since it's the first lesson. hah. and we went on separate ways for lunch. I WANT TO GET MY EZ LINK CARD! then i can hang out anywhere i want! well, after lunch at IT school, we met up with some of the guys and went up to level 5 for our next lesson, web design. finally found a joker in the class. he's non other then, SOLOMON JOHN (another name) SEAN! lol. joker no. 2 is jian wen. 'cause he's our assistant class rep! (: waited for the class to get out and we went in :D sat beside farah and jian wen. i'm like, so far away from chu yin and prilly ): but it's okay. and something damn lol happened. when jian wen is leaning back, the chair broke. HAHAHA. it was damn funny la. solomon and i were laughing away like two crazy people liddat. haha. ooh. and i signed in the msn messenger! right in front of the teacher somemore. crapped with sol, jianwen in one conversation. for a while only la. and we were the only ones online during that hour. and sheesh. i don't understand a single fuck the lecturer is talking about. it's like, so chim alright. i got to ask hoong chun if i don't understand any. he's hardworking. lol. and chu yin! i bet she knows about it. she loves IT :D while i don't. pfft. after web design tutorial, we went to photocopy those CTOS notes and off to bookshop to buy CTOS text book. fucking ex can. kns. 39 bucks for hell sake. i'm officially broke la. pfft. and it's SO HEAVY. i'm weak, yes. but, really la. have to bring all 3 books on CTOS lesson. wtf. and after buying, that jian wen was like telling all of us, eh, got extra 10 bucks leh. come, lets go eat pizza. but we din luhhs. we got the change of 2 bucks each and went off. but after we parted jian wen smsed me and told me that the 10 bucks was actually his. LOL. blur can. and i bought business accounting 1 booklet also. ): i'm so broke la. kill me. heh. SOOOOOOOOOOOO looking forward to wednesday! :D i hope it will be more fun :D hahaha. and thursday! solomon suggested to go for a movie. and yes, i'm SO looking forward to it. first class outing. heh. well, after everything, prilly, chu yin and i went to look at those lappy. yea, i want to buy the fujitsu one. hope my dad would want to pay. heh. then, we went off together with derek, kian lum and benson. and yes, i want to thank derek for paying for me and prilly's photocopied notes. (: although it's just 20cents. hahaa. thanks yea. &lt;br /&gt;so there goes chu yin, kian lum and farah. leaving prilly, benson and me there waiting for our buses. haha. as all of 1e02 know, benson looked damn fierce. and just now when he came over, i started a conversation that makes prilly and i change our view of him.&lt;br /&gt;rena: eh, how come you here? thought you taking bus the other side?&lt;br /&gt;benson: they( kian lum and derek) don't like me la. &lt;br /&gt;rena: ?? OOOH. LOL. you very lame leh. haha.&lt;br /&gt;and seee, his lame 'joke' makes us change our views. heh. and we parted off and sms-ed all the way back to grandma house. ate maggi, watched tv and here i'm.&lt;br /&gt;i'm a happy girl today :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've just read something. &lt;br /&gt;look up your birthday and see what kind of pest you are.&lt;br /&gt;november 01- 16~ cockroach.&lt;br /&gt;If you are a cockroach: quite contradictory to your name, you are a peace loving person. you best try to avoid a situation wherein you are required to fight. an outdoor person, you dislike sitting at one place for a long duration. you are a born leader, and have it in you how to tactfully derive work from people. you love being loved, and when you receive your share of limelight from someone, you are all theirs!!! well, well.. hence some people could even take an advantage, fkatter you to the maxi! mum and get their work done. so be careful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck la. i hate my home! getting a laptop is like asking for a gold mountain. KILL ME CAN. FUCK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-8377875559622817372?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/8377875559622817372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=8377875559622817372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/8377875559622817372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/8377875559622817372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-first-day-of-school-d.html' title='it&apos;s the first day of school :D'/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-2080972070179598852</id><published>2008-04-21T18:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T18:57:50.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've got no life YET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phoneyfonephone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people can't live without their&lt;br /&gt;cell phone.. so here's a survey about&lt;br /&gt;it.OK Go Grab your phone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What color is your phone?&lt;br /&gt;- black and gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Who's the first person who comes up&lt;br /&gt;under the letter M?&lt;br /&gt;- ma long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Who's the last person you called?&lt;br /&gt;- WongMin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Who was your last missed call from?&lt;br /&gt;- jia hui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Who's the 2nd person who&lt;br /&gt;comes up under D?&lt;br /&gt;- donovan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Who's speed dial 2?&lt;br /&gt;- i don't use it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Who's the 3rd person who&lt;br /&gt;comes up under J?&lt;br /&gt;- jaime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Who was your last received call?&lt;br /&gt;- mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Who's speed dial number 4?&lt;br /&gt;- i don't use it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What is your background?&lt;br /&gt;- DOUGIE :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How many text messages do u have?&lt;br /&gt;- countless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Who's in ur speed dial ?&lt;br /&gt;- I DON'T USE IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What's the 5th message say in your&lt;br /&gt;inbox?&lt;br /&gt;- it's very long la ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Who's the 1st person who comes up&lt;br /&gt;under B?&lt;br /&gt;- benjamin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Who was your last text message&lt;br /&gt;from?&lt;br /&gt;- jian wen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Name every person you have text&lt;br /&gt;messages from:&lt;br /&gt;- it's never ending. trust me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Have you seen the 101 Chuck Norris&lt;br /&gt;facts?&lt;br /&gt;- no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Who's the 9th person on your missed&lt;br /&gt;calls?&lt;br /&gt;- i've only got 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What does the 3rd message in&lt;br /&gt;your Outbox say?&lt;br /&gt;- it's long too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Who is the first name in your&lt;br /&gt;Phonebook?&lt;br /&gt;- aaron.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-2080972070179598852?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/2080972070179598852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=2080972070179598852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/2080972070179598852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/2080972070179598852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/04/ive-got-no-life-yet.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-4922998315884998371</id><published>2008-04-20T21:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T22:26:35.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>another boring day passed. tml's a new day. it's the starting of school (: &lt;br /&gt;i'm not looking forward to it. cos i can't wake up late ): so i slept to my content today. i woke up at 12.45. damn shiok. having communication skill 1 tutorial tomorrow. hope it will be an interesting lesson bah. after which, there'll be wed design lab lesson over at IT school, which i don't know where is it located. haha. but getting lost in tp is damn embarrassing. haha. SCHOOL'S STARTING! OMG. it'll be my turn blogging about my first day of school! :D&lt;br /&gt;all the best to tttkkm for your ca from the start of tml! (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;i prefer ah zhe to he qun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[updated]&lt;br /&gt;i've just received an email from solomon. :D &lt;br /&gt;THERE'S NO CLASS ON TUESDAY! THIS IS LOVE! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-4922998315884998371?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/4922998315884998371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=4922998315884998371' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/4922998315884998371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/4922998315884998371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/04/another-boring-day-passed.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36108265.post-8155191506645077351</id><published>2008-04-19T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T00:05:12.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im so fat. fuck. i'm eating pasta in the middle of the night. it's like near 12. oh f. &lt;br /&gt;kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[updated]&lt;br /&gt;i'm broke. so broke. i spent like $28 on accessories. but thanks love for chipping in the 10bucks. cos i've not enough cash. heh. &lt;br /&gt;i need more clothes la can! groans. &lt;br /&gt;i'm full ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-8155191506645077351?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/8155191506645077351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=8155191506645077351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/8155191506645077351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/8155191506645077351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-so-fat.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-5666389258676637273</id><published>2008-04-19T11:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T13:47:11.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh yes, i forgot to share my timetable! :D &lt;br /&gt;the earliest lesson starts at 9am X) latest at 11am XD&lt;br /&gt;lesson the ends earliest is at 1pm and latest at 4pm.&lt;br /&gt;there's two days whereby lesson starts at 9am and ends at 1pm. &lt;br /&gt;that's nicee &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[updated] &lt;br /&gt;i almost forgot to share bout that law guy. lol. &lt;br /&gt;when we were stuck in the human jam while moving to the sports hall, the law guy entertained us. erm, he's known as mud. cos his name is muhammud. lol. well, everyone's burning over there and he came towards 02 and distribute mouse pad to us. LOL. reason of doing so was to let us fan ourselves. haha. nice huh. he's goddamn joker la can. i wish he's in BIT. but anyway, he pyschoed us to join business studies club. &lt;br /&gt;'eh, join BSC la. we're the zen hu* you know! very powerful one. no corruption guaranteed.' &lt;br /&gt;* government in hokkien&lt;br /&gt;we laughed till stomachache. lol.&lt;br /&gt;another law guy, a chinese. he suddenly come towards 02 and say,&lt;br /&gt;'eh, you know hor, night time got night ghost right, day time got day ghost. see up there, the day ghost blowing bubble.' -all looked up- &lt;br /&gt;he said again. 'walao eh. that day ghost not ghosting already leh. wait ah. he taking a break.' -laughs-&lt;br /&gt;suddenly, 'EH LOOK UP! HE'S GHOSTING!'&lt;br /&gt;-all looked up again and laugh-&lt;br /&gt;'wa, we like waving to some zoo animal sia.' -LAUGHS-&lt;br /&gt;and he continued blowing bubbles -.- &lt;br /&gt;fun guys are not in BIT la damn it.&lt;br /&gt;and on the first day, our leader, did something real lol. when the director is giving us a speech, he's there, 'whoo-ing' non stop. everytime the director stop talking, he'll woo. haha. &lt;br /&gt;walao. i'm damn sian. &lt;br /&gt;i miss all those cheers!&lt;br /&gt;sine sine cosine sine. 3.14159&lt;br /&gt;business business oh so fine.&lt;br /&gt;we will WIN the war this time.&lt;br /&gt;win this time ah win this time.&lt;br /&gt;win this time ah WIN FOURTH TIME!&lt;br /&gt;WHOOOO~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-5666389258676637273?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/5666389258676637273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=5666389258676637273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/5666389258676637273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/5666389258676637273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/04/oh-yes-i-forgot-to-share-my-timetable-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-6349407138879128681</id><published>2008-04-18T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T23:07:04.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the end of orientation; start of school.</title><content type='html'>totally crazed today. &lt;br /&gt;din want to wake up actually. 'cause it's raining! groans. din regret la. went tp alone today. cos i'm late so i asked them to go first. met ghanga at the bridge link to tp. then we went seperate way. reached LT 19, SLs were giving out shirts and we got change! (: had some real boring talks and it's time with the care person. ms phyllis chong. she's quite a nice person. salaman( still don't know how to spell), is our class rep! :D the rest haven't choose yet laa. after which, we proceed to the stadium for the next event, temasek olympide. on the way there, there's traffic jams all over the place. and we were seated DAMN squeezily. worse off than sardine. but well, we cheered and cheered and cheered. [photos to be up next timeee.] then, lunch! watched while we eat. BUSINESS RULES! -continue cheering until the end of the event-&lt;br /&gt;TADA! &lt;br /&gt;the final event! TEMASEK REGATTA! WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~ &lt;br /&gt;it's the peak man! as usual, we cheered NON STOP. -cheerings and competitions goes on-&lt;br /&gt;THE RESULTS ARE OUT! BIZ BIZ BIZ BIZ NESS! &lt;br /&gt;there're a total of 5 trophies. &lt;br /&gt;`school with the,&lt;br /&gt;-highest sprit; goes to.... BUSINESS! -SCREAMS AND SHOUT AND CHEER AND EVERYTHING-&lt;br /&gt;-best cheerleading team; goes to.... APPLIED SCIENCE! -claps and cheer-&lt;br /&gt;-best in the temasek olympide; goes to.... BUSINESS! -SCREAMS AND SHOUT AND CHEER AND EVERYTHING-&lt;br /&gt;-best in the temasek regatta; goes to.... BUSINESS! -SCREAMS AND SHOUT AND CHEER AND EVERYTHING-&lt;br /&gt;and LAST BUT NOT LEAST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHAMPIONSHIP GOES TO... BUSSSSSSSSSSSINESSSSSSSS! -ALL WENT CRAZY + SCREAMS AND SHOUT AND CHEER AND EVERYTHING-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGOMGOMG. THAT MOMENT OF TIME, I REALLY WENT BERSERK. er, i was crazy throughout the regatta! DAMN HIGH I TELL YOU. it's a pity ghanga wasn't beside me. if not, we'll go haywired. &lt;br /&gt;5 trophies and business alone got 4 of them. I LOVE BUSINESS! WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~ &lt;br /&gt;i'm still so high. although i'm shagged. &lt;br /&gt;f-ing tired la. &lt;br /&gt;i go watch pasta alr. &lt;br /&gt;gooooodnight people!&lt;br /&gt;[bizbizbizbiznesss~ clap x 4]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-6349407138879128681?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/6349407138879128681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=6349407138879128681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/6349407138879128681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/6349407138879128681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/04/end-of-orientation-start-of-school.html' title='the end of orientation; start of school.'/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-4146020031766604615</id><published>2008-04-17T21:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T22:08:07.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>day one of orientation. &lt;br /&gt;BIT 1E02. 25 peeps in total. 10 girls, 15 guys. 2 were absent today. well, my class wasn't that high afterall. low profile! lol. &lt;br /&gt;anw, woke up damn bloody early this morning. 6.15am ): that was when the alarm rang la. i snoozed it as usual (: kay, then dragged myself out of the bed and got ready to go out. met fabian at the bus stop etc. when we board the bus, jason was actually saying hi to me and i din even realised it. lol. until fabian told me, 'he's from our atc group what!'. yaa, i vividly remembered. sorry huh. i've got serious short term memory.  got to know chew feng and heh, i forgot another girl's name :P jiahui called me when i'm on the way to tp. THEY HAVE GOT CAMPFIRE AND WE DON'T! WTH. reported at the LT don't know what and 3 hours straight of cheers, talking and all. god. there're even mascot! chickady and duckady. what kind of name sia. HAHA. damn cute. and the salva drum performance is damn cool. enjoyed totally. next was lunch and ice breaking. was alright la. here goes the list of people's name i remembered. chu yin, farah, fatin, bi xia, preilin(i dont know how to spell :/), anna, shu hui, qian hui and one more girl i don't know her name. guys, kai xuan, shawn(phang ha), zhi qiang, xian wen(i think), jia sheng, benson, benjamin, derrick, hong zun, huan zhong, kian lum, one indian guy, i forgot his name alr. ya, thats all i can rmb. all the names so difficult to remember. but i'm okay in remembering names. after lunch, we went to LT for our activities. &lt;br /&gt;it's the 'sex game'. LOL. no la, 'the battle of the sexes'.&lt;br /&gt;guys and girls are seperated. &lt;br /&gt;round one, representatives are suppose to blow till the balloon burst. GOSH. guess what the DHL said, 'girls are better in blowing.' LOL! damn sick la. but well, it's funny. and the game started. *blow blow blow* -5 mins later- *screams + claps* GIRLS WON! and SL jordan said, 'see! DHL is right. girls are better in blowing.' all of us went, -.-"&lt;br /&gt;round two. nth much la.&lt;br /&gt;round three. nth much also. &lt;br /&gt;round four. dance comp. sent out the reps and omg. GUYS are still doing sick stuffs. i shall skip that part. &lt;br /&gt;after all these lol things, we proceeded to the sports hall to do MASS DANCE. ohmygod. it's DARN funny. LOL. we learnt mass dance, chicky dance, TP song and last but not least, the handsign song. lol. nice nice nice plus nice. &lt;br /&gt;finally, finale of the day. the tug of war. director vs SL and SL lost. director vs freshmens and freshmen lost. directors won. they are also known as the not-so-young-but-wise people. lol! &lt;br /&gt;THEN, &lt;br /&gt;MASS DANCE! i'm starting to love it now. i like the after chicky one. it's nothing but fun :D &lt;br /&gt;when it's coming to an end, the directors 'dance' damn LOL for us. HAHA. i like that law guy. damn high la. &lt;br /&gt;but oh well, good things come to an end. so, it's the end! &lt;br /&gt;tml must report at 8am at LT 19. (: &lt;br /&gt;hope it's a better day tml! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, went to meet khookangming(: went TM's ntuc and spent more than 12 bucks on FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD. it should be around 18 la. bought chocolate, 3 types. 2 for him and one for me, his deodorant AND sushi :D after which, he sent me to the bus stop and grow mould there till 59 finally come. lol. slept in bus lo! damn shagged. but i think i'm still watching bao zi dan. IF i can survive until that time. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW'S REGATTA! BIZ BIZ BIZ BIZ NESS. lols. dragon boat! whoo! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[i've just finished a packet of chocolate. shit. i'm one kg fatter ): ]&lt;br /&gt;BASKETBALLING TML! WHOOOO! I'M DAMN HIGH NOW! RAHHH! I WANT CHOCOLATE! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-4146020031766604615?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/4146020031766604615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=4146020031766604615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/4146020031766604615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/4146020031766604615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/04/day-one-of-orientation.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-6035456739122229710</id><published>2008-04-16T18:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T19:07:45.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's the 400th post. gosh. i didn't even realised i've been posting so much lately.&lt;br /&gt;woke up by those dumb drilling and hammering noises caused by those workers changing the pipes. and there's no water till evening. ): &lt;br /&gt;but well, those painful times passed. i can't live without water. hah.&lt;br /&gt;went out with janice in the afternoon. she passed me the grey lens and whoo. it looked weird though. and we bought the solutions for like, 20bucks. sheeesh. and the lens cost 15. bought 2 tops and a bottom. broke ah broke. &lt;br /&gt;and when i'm trying out those tops, i placed my pants with janice. but when i came out, omg, the pants wasn't there alr. there's this maid i suppose, she took it and wth. pretend she don't understand english. so, she replied me in malay. she thinks i don't understand. but i don't know how to reply. i sound funny when speaking malay la. and i let it off lo. chose another colour instead. and as i was walking out of the shop, she put that pants back and chose another one which i took. we were like, wtf? but it's okay. it's just a pants. &lt;br /&gt;next, i want to buy jacket! jumper. whatever that is nice. a trip down to ip.zone is needed. hah. but when? school's starting ): &lt;br /&gt;tomorrow and friday is orientation. i wonder will things turn out fine. hopefully bah. &lt;br /&gt;i need shorts! gonna jalan around tpy one day. sunday is the last day where by i can wake up early. &lt;br /&gt;i've to wake up early tml! snorts. which means i've to sleep early? ): but i won't be. 'cause i wanna watch bao zi dan. it's at 12am for hell sake. and ends at 1am. i'll be a sleepy head tomorrow. God bless me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;don't worry whether you'll get into finals or not. i'm always your audience and you're always my champion. (: cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-6035456739122229710?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/6035456739122229710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=6035456739122229710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/6035456739122229710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/6035456739122229710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-400th-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-8863261349041672237</id><published>2008-04-15T21:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T00:06:40.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm back! &lt;br /&gt;watching smiling pasta and 9 o clock show now. &lt;br /&gt;well, went to settle the ez link card thingy and then we went the spectacle shop before going to the library to borrow my book. it seems very boring lo. shouldn't even have borrow it. lol. and we actually had so much fun in the library. total crap la. we took photos and fabian is a big fat sua gu lo. LOL. never use the book search thingy before can. lol. and he borrowed a don't know what book. sure won't read one. hahaha. and i din know that the godma he's talking about is actually my mom's good friend. lol. small world la seh. after which, went to meet km. (: fabian went off and left us roaming around tpy for food. walked past 3 coffee shop but he die die wanna go fork and spoon. layan him lo. lol. ate hokkien mee again. and he ate chicken rice AGAIN. standard. followed by dessert. mango longan :D then, i forced him to send me till my grandma hse there. and i accompanied him to wait the 59. the process is so lol. three 159 came and still, no sight of 59. hahahha. but finally it came after 234346435654 hrs. and i walked home ALONE. 'i knew i love you' was played and whoo. i feel so emo walking down the carpark. 'cause i'm the only one there. ): ala. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;take away our love and our earth is tomb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[updated]&lt;br /&gt;i want to watch 'definitely, maybe' AND 'run dad run'- by louis KOO! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[updated again]&lt;br /&gt;to kkm,&lt;br /&gt;all the best for your audition tomorrow yea? (: jiayou! and you know you can do it de! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-8863261349041672237?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/8863261349041672237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=8863261349041672237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/8863261349041672237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/8863261349041672237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-back-watching-smiling-pasta-and-9-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-7738423106562945751</id><published>2008-04-15T12:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T12:26:28.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>good afternoon!&lt;br /&gt;everyone seems to be like, blogging about their first day of school and left me here not knowing what to blog. lol. i'll have to wait till next week to have a taste of 'first day of school' in poly. i could still remember the first day of school in secondary. lol. it was nice! we all sticked with the same primary school mates. haha. nevertheless, gladys and i stick to each other too. haha. wa. the days where we went to school together. tsk. miss those days. haha. i love rainy days. 'cause glad's mom will drive us to school :D along with alvin and alfred of course. haha. it's the past. i'm not looking forward to the first day in poly though. orientation is on this thurs and fri. fabian said it's not an overnight stay ): sure damn shagged when the whole thing ends. and saturday is the parade. i'll be totally worn out man. and sunday is the last day i can sleep late. gosh. things are happening too fast. &lt;br /&gt;going to pay for our ez link later. and we MIGHT be going to jiahui's[area 13 CI] friend's house for a mahjong session. might la. not confirm. and i so hope that i can finally get to borrow the book i've wanted to read since like, last year during Os or prelims. studying in library is totally not an ideal place for me. haha. i prefer void deck :D where we did our last minute studies there. windy and comfortable. i spent 1/3 of my birthday there, studying, as well :D &lt;br /&gt;fabian koh woke me up at 11plus. tsk. but thanks la. i can't sleep so late and wake up so late. will die early. lol. that's what kkm said. no worries. after school starts i would not be able to sleep for so long alr. less than 6 hours of sleep is most likely gonna happen. hope lesson starts late lo. i wannnnnnnnnnnnnnnnna talk on the phoneeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. jiahui is now in school for her orientation. not fair la. hers last for 4 days while mine's only 2 days. ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh crap. i've got nothing to do at the moment. bye. shall search for some dramas. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-7738423106562945751?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/7738423106562945751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=7738423106562945751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/7738423106562945751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/7738423106562945751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/04/good-afternoon-everyone-seems-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-8909155056734795208</id><published>2008-04-14T20:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T00:42:30.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>everytime when i listened to 'heart never lies', my mood will definitely drop down to the lowest. hah. &lt;br /&gt;so, is the 17th and 18th orientation a camp, or what? :X &lt;br /&gt;any nice dramas to intro? sianed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[updated]&lt;br /&gt;ass. the page i'm typing is gone. GONE. so, i've forgotten what i've said. hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;i knew i love you before i met you. &lt;br /&gt;nice song X)&lt;br /&gt;third celebrities couple i came across is breaking up ):&lt;br /&gt;friendster seriously sucks ): &lt;br /&gt;fuck la. still can't upload any shit. kns. i feel like planting a bomb in the comp and blast it, after i get my lappy of course :D&lt;br /&gt;reading magazine and falling asleep. totally nothing to do. and this sucks. f&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[updatedddddddddddddddddd]&lt;br /&gt;a lonely night like today was simply cheered up by lovelove and kah hwee's arguement. haha.&lt;br /&gt;this is the new logic i've learnt:&lt;br /&gt;« ¤§þÐ§¤ 兄弟 çlðÑ»™ [No. 7 弟] says:&lt;br /&gt;hating some1 makes u fat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i guess i'll have to love everyone to become thinner? &lt;br /&gt;i shall try. but, i can't love my brother. so, i'll be one kg fatter. ): &lt;br /&gt;i've tried so hard to refrain myself from posting out the whole conversation. darn hilarious. lol. i'm still laughing at their arguement. hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;no more arguements. lame shits instead. 'hello..' lol. only nury and i know what's it about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess my heart only recognises you; summerscent (:&lt;br /&gt;when i see you, my heart start racing even before i realised it.&lt;br /&gt;so, this is love.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[UPDATED]&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the linky too. it's funnnnny. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GuMMfgWhm3g&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-8909155056734795208?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/8909155056734795208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=8909155056734795208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/8909155056734795208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/8909155056734795208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/04/everytime-when-i-listened-to-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-5872995119899725083</id><published>2008-04-14T14:45:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T12:14:40.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel like killing people already. the ending is like, -.-"""&lt;br /&gt;there isn't any sweet scene of zi cong and he qian na! only the scene whereby they held hand. SO?! WAPIANG. so disppointed. ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, i had all crazy dream last night. haha. like, singapore kena bomb. then i witness the release of the bomb -.- then, there's one more. singapore's sky is full of stars! it's so nice can. then there are clouds that forms a heart shape -.- i woke up with -.- haha. i think there are more but i forgotten already. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fabian, we go settle the ez link card thingy tml okay? hah. &lt;br /&gt;gosh. it's already 3plus. and i woke up at 12 again :D but thanks to nature call la. if not i'll sleep longer ): and everytime i wear this particular shirt, i'll sleep damn well. haha. &lt;br /&gt;i'm watching summerscent the third time now :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally got those pop photos already. &lt;br /&gt;forget about the captions la. always cork up one. anw, nury, there's one photo of alfred taking his prize (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/SAMEda4RayI/AAAAAAAAAV4/hKEG--yvsTE/s1600-h/IMG_0066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/SAMF664Ra4I/AAAAAAAAAWo/KJ37CNNjh_w/s320/IMG_2823.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188997705456774018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/SAMGOK4Ra5I/AAAAAAAAAWw/k1oWu4gXl6Q/s1600-h/IMG_2828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/SAMGOK4Ra5I/AAAAAAAAAWw/k1oWu4gXl6Q/s320/IMG_2828.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188998036169255826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-5872995119899725083?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/5872995119899725083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=5872995119899725083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/5872995119899725083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/5872995119899725083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-feel-like-killing-people-already.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/SAMEda4RayI/AAAAAAAAAV4/hKEG--yvsTE/s72-c/IMG_0066.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36108265.post-3667923897061528337</id><published>2008-04-13T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T21:59:10.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>amanda, i want more nice english songs :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-3667923897061528337?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/3667923897061528337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=3667923897061528337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/3667923897061528337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/3667923897061528337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/04/amanda-i-want-more-nice-english-songs-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-4445157044519983126</id><published>2008-04-13T20:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T20:25:47.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi folks. had a good sleep last night for i'm really drained. the night before, i din manage to sleep well. i don't know why but it's just so uncomfortable. and i woke up early in the morning for the npap. met km at tpy and then, the desmond koh thingy. lol. and off we went for cck. it's a long journey. we were late though. and we cabbed there. hah. driver went the wrong way and ended up being later than julitta and gang. the most saddening thing that happened is that, yen lin, julitta, dexmond and jovian were seperated from us! and they were transferred to ms chew. ): oh well, everything went well. WELL DONE GIRLS (: except that CIs really slogged their way through. when it's the dismissal for the cadets, amanda, chloe, jaime, xinhui, tawan and jun ren came to see me. haha. so nice of them! (: well, i really hope to see them real soon. especially amanda. lol! and tawan, invite me to your open house okay! buy food ah! i don't wanna starve there. ;p i'll try to miss your presence in tpy de. oh well, cadets were real rowdy. but it's always the case. hah. for the past 3 npap i've been there. the '06 one, which i'm invovled. that's a real memorable one. the time when we had fun and laughters in the classroom. haha. still remember haziq. lol. we even had one outing with my 'gang' lol. '07 one was better i guess. cos i get to watch the parade. (: i could even remembered who were there. haha. hopefully i still have the photos in my comp. will post them up IF i can find (: err, dinner yesterday was alright la. i like the noodles. haha. camwhored a lil before leaving. dexmond was so pissed with km. lol. cos he eats non stop and dexmond couldn't wait to go home. there's this conversation which makes me laughs non stop.&lt;br /&gt;Dexmond: eh kang ming, faster eat leh. everyone is waiting for you leh. eat so much, ni zhi dao zhu shi zhe yang si de ma?&lt;br /&gt;Kang ming: i hungry ma. and where got everyone waiting for me? wait la.&lt;br /&gt;Dexmond: yen lin waiting for you ma. then i waiting for her. then become i waiting for you. faster laa.&lt;br /&gt;Yen lin: who says i waiting for kang ming? i waiting for rena la. &lt;br /&gt;Dexmond: uh. see! yen lin waiting for rena, rena wait for you then in the end we all still waiting for you what! walao. faster la.&lt;br /&gt;Kang ming: okay okay. relax. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm the one laughing there. &lt;br /&gt;anw, we saw km's clone! like omg. their side view looked quite alike. haha. well, initially i was planning to sweat as much as i can over there so that i can lose weight. but. LOL. we went for the lunch buffet twice, had a tea break and a dinner buffet. i think i gained more weight alright. pfft. this is saddening. haha. &lt;br /&gt;well the next three days will be like any other damn days where i'll be rotting ): most people start school already lo. sadded. i think i'll be a loner there. i know practically no one from my course. shucks. hope i'll get to know someone really nice there on the 17th. and i might be meeting ghanga outside the gate (: and i think, i'm meeting fabian near his house's bus stop on the 17th. sianed. sure argue again one. must prepare my script alr. &lt;br /&gt;bye. i wanna watch dou niu yao bu yao alr. ZI CONGGGG &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-4445157044519983126?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/4445157044519983126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=4445157044519983126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/4445157044519983126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/4445157044519983126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/04/hi-folks.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-5502204550279672015</id><published>2008-04-12T23:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T12:14:42.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think i really fought real bad with fabian in my past life. kns. suan me. it's only a drama! tsk. &lt;br /&gt;oh well, it's npap today. it was real tiring. haha. i'll update tomorrow. photos for now. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[while waiting for the photos to load]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YES. OMGOMGOMG. I SAW DESMOND KOH AND I TOOK A PHOTO WITH HIM AND I WENT LIKE, LAUGHING FOR THE NEXT 5 MINUTES. OMGOMGOMG. HE'S GODDAMN HANDSOME ALRIGHT. well, he's quite small in size laa. haha. but, omgomgomogmogmogmogmogmgomgomog. he's so friendly :D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D he TALKED to us! GOSH! WOAH! OMGOMGOMG. i'm still, in the craze! OMGOMG. how i wish it's evin ng that i saw. then i'll faint. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/SADbGX0KNAI/AAAAAAAAATQ/dgmLfnNl-1E/s1600-h/DSC03345.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/SADbGX0KNAI/AAAAAAAAATQ/dgmLfnNl-1E/s320/DSC03345.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188387673249297410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ARE YOU JEALOUS ARE YOU JEALOUS? LIKE OMGOMGOMG. IT'S DESMOND KOH! :D] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/SADbGn0KNBI/AAAAAAAAATY/RITfAri6TsU/s1600-h/DSC00536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/SADbGn0KNBI/AAAAAAAAATY/RITfAri6TsU/s320/DSC00536.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188387677544264722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[hidayah and i]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/SADbGn0KNCI/AAAAAAAAATg/3Z-ohmJ1szI/s1600-h/DSC00535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/SADbGn0KNCI/AAAAAAAAATg/3Z-ohmJ1szI/s320/DSC00535.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188387677544264738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ghanga and i]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/SADbG30KNDI/AAAAAAAAATo/LHi3Bf8Jk70/s1600-h/DSC00534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/SADbG30KNDI/AAAAAAAAATo/LHi3Bf8Jk70/s320/DSC00534.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188387681839232050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[nice tree isn't it]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/SADbG30KNEI/AAAAAAAAATw/q_7iVpftFw0/s1600-h/DSC00529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/SADbG30KNEI/AAAAAAAAATw/q_7iVpftFw0/s320/DSC00529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188387681839232066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[nicol is locked in the cage ):  ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/SADcJ30KNFI/AAAAAAAAAT4/3E7BimNFhwE/s1600-h/05042008086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/SADcJ30KNFI/AAAAAAAAAT4/3E7BimNFhwE/s320/05042008086.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188388832890467410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[yenlin!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/SADcKH0KNGI/AAAAAAAAAUA/UmdbXqzVc1U/s1600-h/05042008096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/SADcKH0KNGI/AAAAAAAAAUA/UmdbXqzVc1U/s320/05042008096.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188388837185434722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[again]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/SADcKX0KNHI/AAAAAAAAAUI/wDb7zNOWZFY/s1600-h/05042008087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/SADcKX0KNHI/AAAAAAAAAUI/wDb7zNOWZFY/s320/05042008087.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188388841480402034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[it's the delta-s whom are present last week (:  ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/SADcKn0KNII/AAAAAAAAAUQ/4KW4BoK5qWI/s1600-h/05042008088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/SADcKn0KNII/AAAAAAAAAUQ/4KW4BoK5qWI/s320/05042008088.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188388845775369346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[crazy people]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/SADcLH0KNJI/AAAAAAAAAUY/HmRCSdKfcPE/s1600-h/05042008091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/SADcLH0KNJI/AAAAAAAAAUY/HmRCSdKfcPE/s320/05042008091.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188388854365303954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[it's yenlin AGAIN :D ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/SADcb30KNKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/9akaTFlhU5I/s1600-h/DSC00528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/SADcb30KNKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/9akaTFlhU5I/s320/DSC00528.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188389142128112802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[and again]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/SADccH0KNLI/AAAAAAAAAUo/rYpsC0hkRt8/s1600-h/DSC00527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/SADccH0KNLI/AAAAAAAAAUo/rYpsC0hkRt8/s320/DSC00527.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188389146423080114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[julitta! &lt;3] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L A S T&lt;br /&gt;1. Friend you saw: kang minggggg.&lt;br /&gt;2. Talked to on the phone: kang mingggg.&lt;br /&gt;1. Wearing: tee shirt and shorts.&lt;br /&gt;2. Better than yesterday: probably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T O M O R R O W&lt;br /&gt;1. Is: sunday.&lt;br /&gt;2. Got plans: not really.&lt;br /&gt;3. Dislikes about tomorrow: i need to wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F A V OR I T E&lt;br /&gt;1. Number: 8&lt;br /&gt;2. Color: lime green, black and white.&lt;br /&gt;3. Season: winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C U R R E N T L Y&lt;br /&gt;1. Missing someone: yea.&lt;br /&gt;2. Mood: tired.&lt;br /&gt;3. Wanting: everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q U E S T I O N S / A N S W E R S&lt;br /&gt;Q: 1st thing you did this morning:&lt;br /&gt;A: open my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Q: Last thing you ate and drank:&lt;br /&gt;A: HTA's buffet and mineral water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What's annoying you right now?&lt;br /&gt;A: what am i gonna do before school starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you support long distance&lt;br /&gt;relationships?&lt;br /&gt;A: yes please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Is there a person who is on your&lt;br /&gt;mind right now?&lt;br /&gt;A: yupps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q : Do you think that person is&lt;br /&gt;thinking of you too?&lt;br /&gt;A: perhaps? :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Where was the last place you went&lt;br /&gt;to?&lt;br /&gt;A: tpy HDB hub. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q : Do you smile often?&lt;br /&gt;A: yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Are you a friendly person?&lt;br /&gt;A: yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Who's bed did you sleep in last&lt;br /&gt;night?&lt;br /&gt;A: mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What color of shirt are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;A: white.&lt;br /&gt;Q: What were you doing at 9 last night?&lt;br /&gt;A: out with thahirah and zakiah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q : When was the last time you saw&lt;br /&gt;your dad?&lt;br /&gt;A: just.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q : Do you get angry easily?&lt;br /&gt;A: with my brother, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What were you thinking about before&lt;br /&gt;you went to sleep?&lt;br /&gt;A: everything under the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What song are you listening to?&lt;br /&gt;A: walk away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Are you in love at the moment?&lt;br /&gt;A: ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Have you ever really cried your&lt;br /&gt;heart out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Have you ever cried on your&lt;br /&gt;friend's shoulder?:&lt;br /&gt;A: yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you cry when you get an injury?&lt;br /&gt;A: depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Who can always make you happy?:&lt;br /&gt;A: simple things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you wish you were happier?:&lt;br /&gt;A: who doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Can music make you happy?&lt;br /&gt;A: not always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HATE SECTION&lt;br /&gt;Q: Who do you actually hate?&lt;br /&gt;A: no one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Have you ever made a hit list?&lt;br /&gt;A: no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Are you a mean bully?:&lt;br /&gt;A: i don't bully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER&lt;br /&gt;1. Hugged someone?&lt;br /&gt;A: duh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Been on the phone until the sun&lt;br /&gt;came up?&lt;br /&gt;A: dawn, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Put a song on repeat for more than&lt;br /&gt;an hour?&lt;br /&gt;A: yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[still loading]&lt;br /&gt;001. Name: rena.&lt;br /&gt;002. Nickname: quite a few.&lt;br /&gt;003. Married: no.&lt;br /&gt;004. Zodiac sign: scorpio.&lt;br /&gt;005. Male or female: female.&lt;br /&gt;006. Bday: 05/11/1991.&lt;br /&gt;007. Work: no.&lt;br /&gt;008. age: 16 going on 17.&lt;br /&gt;010. Hair color: brown.&lt;br /&gt;011. Long or short: long i would say.&lt;br /&gt;015. Are you a health freak: apparently no.&lt;br /&gt;016. Height: secret.&lt;br /&gt;017. Do you have a crush on&lt;br /&gt;someone?: no.&lt;br /&gt;018. Do you like yourself: i love myself.&lt;br /&gt;019. Piercings: 3.&lt;br /&gt;021. Righty or left: righty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRSTS :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;022. First surgery: when i was young.&lt;br /&gt;023. First piercing: after psle. lol.&lt;br /&gt;024. First best friend: farhana.&lt;br /&gt;025. First award: can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;026 First sport you joined: badminton.&lt;br /&gt;027. First pet: fish.&lt;br /&gt;028. First vacation: malaysia, genting highland.&lt;br /&gt;029. First concert: when i'm 4 i think. &lt;br /&gt;030. First crush: it's a secret too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CURRENTLY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;049. Eating: nothing.&lt;br /&gt;050. Drinking: nothing.&lt;br /&gt;052. I'm about to: type.&lt;br /&gt;053. Listening to: what hurts the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR FUTURE :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;058. Want kids: yes.&lt;br /&gt;059. Want to get married: of course.&lt;br /&gt;060. Careers in mind: business woman! taitai will do too. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHICH IS BETTER? :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;068. Lips or eyes: eyes.&lt;br /&gt;069. Hugs or kisses: hugs.&lt;br /&gt;070. Shorter or taller: taller.&lt;br /&gt;072. Romantic or spontaneous: a lil of both would be good. heh.&lt;br /&gt;073. Nice stomach or nice arms: doesn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;074. Sensitive or loud: sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;075. Hook-up or&lt;br /&gt;relationship: relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;077. Trouble maker or hesitant: nahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;078. Kissed a stranger?: who will. &lt;br /&gt;079. Drank bubbles: no.&lt;br /&gt;080. Lost glasses/contacts: yes.&lt;br /&gt;081. Ran away from home: i'm so tempted to.&lt;br /&gt;082. Liked someone younger: crush.&lt;br /&gt;083. Older: yes.&lt;br /&gt;084. Broken someone's heart: yes.&lt;br /&gt;085. Been arrested: no.&lt;br /&gt;086. Turned someone down: yes.&lt;br /&gt;087. Cried when someone died: i broke down can.&lt;br /&gt;088. Liked a friend: yupps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;089. Yourself: yes.&lt;br /&gt;090. Miracles: perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;091. Love at first sight: used to. &lt;br /&gt;092. Heaven: yes.&lt;br /&gt;093. Santa claus: no.&lt;br /&gt;094. Sex on the first date: that's giler.&lt;br /&gt;096. Angels: not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;097. Is there one person you want to&lt;br /&gt;be with you right now?:&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;098. Had more than one girl/boyfriend at a time: no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;099. Believe in God?: (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. Post as 100 Truths: this is totally crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[i need my sleep badly. cant sleep last night ): ] &lt;br /&gt;nights ppl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-5502204550279672015?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/5502204550279672015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=5502204550279672015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/5502204550279672015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/5502204550279672015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-think-i-really-fought-real-bad-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/SADbGX0KNAI/AAAAAAAAATQ/dgmLfnNl-1E/s72-c/DSC03345.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36108265.post-2244943185982330889</id><published>2008-04-12T09:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T09:23:01.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wanted to post how bad last night was but km's already in the bus to tpy. so i guess i'll have to make this a super short one and fly down to tpy. okay. bless me at hta. i envy nury can. stay at cck. tsk...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-2244943185982330889?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/2244943185982330889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=2244943185982330889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/2244943185982330889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/2244943185982330889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/04/wanted-to-post-how-bad-last-night-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-3430317615263917011</id><published>2008-04-11T22:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T00:31:58.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello loves of the world. &lt;br /&gt;i'm woken up by *hammer**drill**hammerhammer**drilldrill*&lt;br /&gt;but well, i watched dou niu yao bu yao. HAHA. FABIAN. I WIN YOU ALR! I'M AT EPISODE 10.&lt;br /&gt;okay, went parade in the afternoon. was suppose to go in home clothes. but benson said ma'am don't like. so i went in pt kit. hahs. took sec 2s today. well, although it's a small squad, i felt the sense of achievement today! 'cause their drills improved (: jiayou ah sec 2s. and crime prevention skit was darn funny. haha. but nevertheless, i enjoyed myself. after which, i went to meet thahirah and parted off with kiat siang (: and thanks to thahirah, i know there's this place where sells emergency use contact lens. (: lalala. okay, after that, we went to yio chu kang to meet up with zakiah. and off we go, to find the shuttle bus. we came across this officer whom asked us,'are your going to the ncc campus?' we answered yes. then, another officer with a higher rank came down from one of the bus. he said, ' eh, your ask everyone whom is walking pass ar?' the officer that asked us replied, ' no la sir. we see those with suspicious face whom are looking for shuttle bus ones then we ask.' SUSPICIOUS FACE. LIKE HELLO! we're not mas selamat. hahs! we got on the bus and chatted through till we reached. the place looked like old PA. (: while we're getting off the bus, i saw zhi hui. i wanted to call him. but, i changed my mind. then, while walking to the place we're suppose to be seated, i saw ziyi. then i heard someone calling my name. so i turned and we greeted each other. haha. cc comp also saw him. tsktsk. whole is so small. haha. he and his distinctive white spect. oh well, we din get the booklet. damn. and we talked and talked till parade start. whoo. 55th batch CLT passing out ceremony. NO.1 seh! oh well, the parade started. it DIDN'T RAIN! RAHHHHHH! okay, then, we took photos and had a hard time finding izuan. and i think, I THINK, i saw zheng yan in contigent one. ya, then it's the prize giving. ooh. alfred, nury's friend got the best camper in his syndicate. i think i managed to took his photo. and it was the donning of rank. hah. the two sisters are so funny. they totally love taking photos. yea, thahirah donned one side and i donned the other. since she don't know how to put the rank. i showed her. lol. then the sisters 'snatched' to take photo. haha! so cute. and we went back to our seats. then blahblahblah. march past. managed to take a video. photos are blurred. stupid camera. ehs. next, we proceeded to the refreshment area and they did this i don't know what thing la. but, it's nice. really. so united and all. makes me think of cibtc pop lo. haiz. if it didn't rain that day, everything would be perfect. I MISS POP! THOSE SAD TIMES WE SHARED ): we prayed so hard for the rain to stop but yet, haiz. it rained heavily. oh well, enough of those sad times. then, there were performances by the group of newly passed out CLTs. WAH! damn hilarious. there's indian songs, bangala songs, and all. LOL. the ava cocked up. if not, it would be a very nice show. should have taken a vid of that. those ppl up on the stage gave the 'what's happening' face. haha. the atmosphere is totally like my pop. haiz. oh, there's only ONE GIRL whom attended the course. gosh. it's cool can. eh, the food's alright la. i love the, i forgot whether it's a fish or chicken, but it's damn nice. and my favourite tarts! which we grabbed like crazy during last year's npap. they seems to provide similar food. okay, out of point. then, i met fatin! she's so friendly (: she's nice! haa. then before we actually left, we took quite alot of photos. oh! and izuan brought my love love's good friend to intro me. lol. jesper (: and i got to see alfred and his twin brother. lol. yea, thahirah, zakiah and me took some photos, AGAIN. then, we left. cos of the last bus leaving. ahaha. then, talked to zhi hui and jason tan in the bus throughout. and tomorrow, they will be 'visiting' me and disturb me. RAHH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shucks la. no mood to post already. someone's just keep nagging and nagging NON STOP. SHEEESH. i'll post more tml! GRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, congratulations to izuan for getting the clt rank. lol. you've turned DARKER. i'm not the only whom says that ah! haha. &lt;br /&gt;okay, got to slog my ass off at hta tml. kill me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-3430317615263917011?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/3430317615263917011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=3430317615263917011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/3430317615263917011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/3430317615263917011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/04/hello-loves-of-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-4487887795494864767</id><published>2008-04-11T10:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T11:28:45.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why is he letting go so easily?! he should do everything to keep her by his side. it's just so obvious that he's the one whom can give her all the happiness in the world! and he just let her go just like that. pfft. so, what is love? see the sadness in his eyes. contagious la. )': yucks. i'm so emotional. hoho. &lt;br /&gt;i hope the ending is something i would love. although it's kinda obvious already, but i still hope for otherwise (: why am i so easily affected? sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;i'm only at episode 7 ):&lt;br /&gt;what matters is not the result. whether you win or lose. so long everyone's together. (: &lt;br /&gt;i just love the way he frown:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;would 'you be there when i need you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-4487887795494864767?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/4487887795494864767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=4487887795494864767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/4487887795494864767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/4487887795494864767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/04/why-is-he-letting-go-so-easily-he.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-392975358243058316</id><published>2008-04-10T22:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T00:34:24.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>boredom is the worst killer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Single, Taken, Naked, or Flirty&lt;br /&gt;-taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Are you happy with that?&lt;br /&gt;-would i say no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Would you still kiss your ex?&lt;br /&gt;-would you then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Have you ever had your heart&lt;br /&gt;broken?&lt;br /&gt;-yes please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Do you believe that there are&lt;br /&gt;certain circumstances where cheating&lt;br /&gt;is ok?&lt;br /&gt;-like what? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Have you ever talked about marriage&lt;br /&gt;with another person?&lt;br /&gt;-oh yes. it's my favourite topic. hor amanda?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Do you want children?&lt;br /&gt;-yes please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 ) How Many?&lt;br /&gt;-2 to 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Would you consider abortion?&lt;br /&gt;-obviously no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) If someone liked you right now,&lt;br /&gt;would you want them to tell you?&lt;br /&gt;-thats not possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Do you want someone you can't&lt;br /&gt;have.&lt;br /&gt;-you've alr said. i can't have. i would if i really love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 ) Have you fallen in love?&lt;br /&gt;-WHAT IS LOVE? yes, i fell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Do you believe in celebrating&lt;br /&gt;anniversaries?&lt;br /&gt;-kind of. but, so long as you love each other real loads, everyday is anniversary to me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) Do you believe that you can change&lt;br /&gt;for someone?&lt;br /&gt;-i'm always whom am i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. ) Is it a good day today?&lt;br /&gt;-apparently no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) Have you ever broken a heart&lt;br /&gt;before?&lt;br /&gt;-yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) Does your ex still have feelings&lt;br /&gt;for you?&lt;br /&gt;-no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) Do you still have feelings for&lt;br /&gt;them?&lt;br /&gt;-no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20)You wish to have a bf/gf for n0w?&lt;br /&gt;-i have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21)what now you wish for?&lt;br /&gt;-my happily ever after :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;The longest survey you'll ever fill&lt;br /&gt;out!!&lt;br /&gt;Do the world a favor: Do&lt;br /&gt;this because the person who filled it&lt;br /&gt;out before you didn't sit here for&lt;br /&gt;ages for nothing. Answer all the&lt;br /&gt;questions honestly, no lying to avoid&lt;br /&gt;stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting time: 22.45&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: rena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister/s: 0.&lt;br /&gt;Brother/s: 1.&lt;br /&gt;Shoe size: 37/6 or 5.5.&lt;br /&gt;Height: sensitive la.&lt;br /&gt;What are you wearing right now?&lt;br /&gt;- teeshirt and shorts.&lt;br /&gt;Where do you live?&lt;br /&gt;- tpy.&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Number: none.&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Drinks: GREEN TEA.&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Months: november.&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Breakfast: i don't eat breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********Have You Ever***********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been in a hot tub: no.&lt;br /&gt;Swam in the ocean: no.&lt;br /&gt;Fallen asleep in school: duhh.&lt;br /&gt;Fell off your chair: no.&lt;br /&gt;Sat by the phone all night waiting for&lt;br /&gt;someone to call: yes.&lt;br /&gt;Saved e-mails: depends it's from whom.&lt;br /&gt;Been cheated on: no.&lt;br /&gt;***********What is************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats right beside you?&lt;br /&gt;- my imaginary friend.&lt;br /&gt;What is the last thing you ate?&lt;br /&gt;- curry puff.&lt;br /&gt;---------------------Ever Had----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken pox: yes.&lt;br /&gt;Sore throat: now.&lt;br /&gt;Stitches: yes.&lt;br /&gt;Broken nose: nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------Do You------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe in love at first sight?&lt;br /&gt;- once, yes.&lt;br /&gt;Like picnics?&lt;br /&gt;- never had one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------Who--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who last made you smile?&lt;br /&gt;- zi cong.&lt;br /&gt;Who did you last yell at?&lt;br /&gt;- my brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------Final Questions-------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you listening to right now?&lt;br /&gt;- i'll be okay.&lt;br /&gt;What did you do today?&lt;br /&gt;- watch drama. &lt;br /&gt;Hate someone in your family?&lt;br /&gt;- perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;Good singer?&lt;br /&gt;- no.&lt;br /&gt;Diamond or pearl?&lt;br /&gt;- diamond.&lt;br /&gt;Are you the oldest?&lt;br /&gt;- sadly, yes.&lt;br /&gt;Indoors or outdoors?&lt;br /&gt;- both.&lt;br /&gt;------------Today did you--------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to someone you love?&lt;br /&gt;- yes.&lt;br /&gt;Kiss anyone?&lt;br /&gt;- no.&lt;br /&gt;Get sick?&lt;br /&gt;- i recovered.&lt;br /&gt;Talked to an ex:&lt;br /&gt;- yes.&lt;br /&gt;Eat Dinner:&lt;br /&gt;- yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------Last person who-----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You talked to on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;- kkm.&lt;br /&gt;------------Random-----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a crush on someone?&lt;br /&gt;- yes. zi cong (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PIANG EH. FABIAN'S CATCHING UP! I MUST FASTER CHIONG TML! (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Name 10 people you can think of right&lt;br /&gt;off the top of your head. Don't read&lt;br /&gt;the questions underneath until you&lt;br /&gt;write the names of all 10 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This&lt;br /&gt;is a lot funnier if you actually&lt;br /&gt;randomly list the names first.. No&lt;br /&gt;cheating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.amanda&lt;br /&gt;2.nury&lt;br /&gt;3.zhuang yi&lt;br /&gt;4.yen lin&lt;br /&gt;5.jia hui&lt;br /&gt;6.kang ming&lt;br /&gt;7.fabian&lt;br /&gt;8.osborne&lt;br /&gt;9.melvin&lt;br /&gt;10.Lvin&lt;br /&gt;DONT LOOK AHEAD UNLESS U FILLED UP THE&lt;br /&gt;TOP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.How did you meet number 4? [yen lin]&lt;br /&gt;- cibtc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you have a crush on anyone up&lt;br /&gt;there?&lt;br /&gt;- no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What would you do if you hadn't met&lt;br /&gt;number 1? [amanda]&lt;br /&gt;- i would not have love mcfly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What would you do if 6 and 2 were&lt;br /&gt;going out [kang ming and nury]&lt;br /&gt;- kang ming will get stomach cramps. nury's the best joker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. How did you meet number 8? [osborne]&lt;br /&gt;- npcc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Is 2 one of your best friends? [nury]&lt;br /&gt;- she's totally my love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Whose number 9's best friend(s)? [melvin]&lt;br /&gt;- erms. i'm not sure though. ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Have you ever dated number 1? [amanda]&lt;br /&gt;- i slept with her. pure sleeping please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you miss number 4? [yen lin]&lt;br /&gt;-yes please. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.what do u think of number 6? [kang ming]&lt;br /&gt;- he's niceeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.what do you think of number 7? [fabian]&lt;br /&gt;- paranoid. dont think too much laaa (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. who does number 3 like? [zhuang yi]&lt;br /&gt;- me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Have you ever been inside number&lt;br /&gt;8's house? [osborne]&lt;br /&gt;- no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you love number 9? [melvin]&lt;br /&gt;- as a friend. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Ever been in the same bed as any&lt;br /&gt;of the numbers? &lt;br /&gt;- amanda of course. we slept together for countless nights. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What about no. 5? [jiahui]&lt;br /&gt;- what about her? she's my beloved ah lian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Do you trust these people?&lt;br /&gt;- apparently yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;1.Music playing at the moment?&lt;br /&gt;i knew i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. One reason for living?&lt;br /&gt;can i choose not to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do u think you're ok?&lt;br /&gt;i would say no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Ever donated blood?&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Fav colour(s)?&lt;br /&gt;lime green. black. white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Accessories you usually wear?&lt;br /&gt;earrings. necklace. ring sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. One song to describe a heartbreak&lt;br /&gt;in the past?&lt;br /&gt;walk away. [there are more actually. lol]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. The most boring sport?&lt;br /&gt;golf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.Ever married?&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Last TV show u've seen?&lt;br /&gt;the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Piercings or tattoo?&lt;br /&gt;piercings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. The most romantic gift?&lt;br /&gt;it's a secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Been on stage before?&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Struck by lightning before?&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Danced with your loved one before?&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Ever wished you could turn back&lt;br /&gt;time?&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Idol you always want to meet.&lt;br /&gt;i don't think so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Last one to text you?&lt;br /&gt;thahirah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Last person you met today?&lt;br /&gt;my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What will you be doing tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Ever thought of robbing a bank?&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. One thing u totally regret?&lt;br /&gt;erm. not studying hard enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Do people like you?&lt;br /&gt;hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What was the last music you&lt;br /&gt;played on the computer?&lt;br /&gt;heart never lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Someone who means a lot to you at&lt;br /&gt;the moment?&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. The color of ur mobile phone?&lt;br /&gt;black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Do you hate someone at the&lt;br /&gt;moment?&lt;br /&gt;hate is too strong a word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Songs that cheer u up?&lt;br /&gt;that girl. it keeps me hyper. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Last song you sang?&lt;br /&gt;transylvania.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Worst thing that ever happened to&lt;br /&gt;you?&lt;br /&gt;idk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. What do u prefer cats or dogs?&lt;br /&gt;cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. What do u wish to happen now?&lt;br /&gt;the world to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Last thing you did?&lt;br /&gt;typed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Things you will do now?&lt;br /&gt;answer this qn.&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: 1. What is on your bed right now?&lt;br /&gt;`` pillows and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. When was the last time you threw up?&lt;br /&gt;`` months ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What's your favorite word or phrase?&lt;br /&gt;`` haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Name something that made you smile&lt;br /&gt;today.&lt;br /&gt;`` the sweetness of zi cong to hebe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What were you doing at 8 am this&lt;br /&gt;morning?&lt;br /&gt;`` dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What were you doing 30 minutes ago?&lt;br /&gt;`` blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What is your favorite holiday?&lt;br /&gt;`` chinese new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Do you have a sister? If you do,&lt;br /&gt;where is she?&lt;br /&gt;`` lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What is the last thing you said&lt;br /&gt;aloud?&lt;br /&gt;`` orh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What is the best ice cream flavor?&lt;br /&gt;`` GREEN TEA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What was the last thing you had to&lt;br /&gt;drink?&lt;br /&gt;`` green tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What are you wearing right now?&lt;br /&gt;`` shirt and shorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What was the last thing you ate?&lt;br /&gt;`` curry puff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Have you bought any new clothing&lt;br /&gt;items this week?&lt;br /&gt;`` nahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. When was the last time you ran?&lt;br /&gt;`` last saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What's the last sport event you&lt;br /&gt;watched?&lt;br /&gt;`` BASKETBALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Who is the last person you sent a&lt;br /&gt;comment/message on friendster?&lt;br /&gt;`` alfred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Ever go camping?&lt;br /&gt;` duhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where is 20?&lt;br /&gt;`` here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Have you ever lost anything down a&lt;br /&gt;toilet?&lt;br /&gt;`` pee and shit-s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Do you use smiles on the computer?&lt;br /&gt;`` (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Are you someone's best friend?&lt;br /&gt;`` i think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What are you doing tonight?&lt;br /&gt;`` sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Where is your mum right now?&lt;br /&gt;`` on her bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Look to your left, what do you see?&lt;br /&gt;`` my imaginary friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. What color is your watch?&lt;br /&gt;`` i don't think i have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Ever ridden on a roller coaster?&lt;br /&gt;`` yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. What is your middle name?&lt;br /&gt;`` ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Do you have any friends on myspace&lt;br /&gt;that you actually hate?&lt;br /&gt;`` no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Do you have a dog?&lt;br /&gt;`` never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Last person you talked to on the&lt;br /&gt;phone?&lt;br /&gt;`` kkm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Have you met anyone famous?&lt;br /&gt;`` yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[i might not do surveys for the rest of my life. MIGHT. i will still if life's still so boring. lol.]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-392975358243058316?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/392975358243058316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=392975358243058316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/392975358243058316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/392975358243058316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/04/boredom-is-worst-killer-1-single-taken.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-1712386213698911509</id><published>2008-04-10T20:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T20:23:20.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm feeling so depressed now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[updated] &lt;br /&gt;don't take things for granted. never! haiz. &lt;br /&gt;i'll marry someone whom can cook :D or else i'll burn the whole kitchen. or rather, cook together. then i'll learn slowly. haha.&lt;br /&gt;RAHHH. i want to be dote on :D who doesn't. tsk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-1712386213698911509?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/1712386213698911509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=1712386213698911509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/1712386213698911509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/1712386213698911509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-feeling-so-depressed-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-5153505275289784444</id><published>2008-04-10T11:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T20:07:47.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm sooo envy of daryl and hui yee. they have been together for like, damn long la. sheesh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;serve me right to have cough. i still drink cold drinks. haha. yucks. life's so boring. &lt;br /&gt;dear must be feeling glad that i'm watching dou niu yao bu yao. maybe, i haven't fall in love with that show yet. and with julitta telling me that she watched mvp valentine for 7 times, i feel like watching it again. hahaha! gaoxing! :D in the last epi, he dyed his hair blonde. GOSH. IT'S DAMN BLOOOODY *WOAH* XD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 hour later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm addicted to dou niu yao bu yao alr. zi cong's so nice :DDDDDDDDD i love his eyes! the killer look (: but i can see that zi cong is the party that will get hurt in the relationship ):&lt;br /&gt;yea, 2 handsome guys. hebe's shuai in that show lo. heh. &lt;br /&gt;indeed. everyone has a sad past. &lt;br /&gt;so, BE HAPPPPPY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wtf. the drilling noise is here again. kns. &lt;br /&gt;it's raining. &lt;br /&gt;okay, my cough surprisingly got better than in the morning already. i perspire like one kind while sleeping. so darn uncomfortable ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D i'm now at episode FOUR already! hurrays! guess what. till now then i know that li wei is zi cong. &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[updated] i've finished the fifth episode already. sianed. another show of two guys fighting for a girl. pfft. if i were hebe, i'll choose zi cong (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[updateddddddd]&lt;br /&gt;anw, i think i wanna name my son zi cong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-5153505275289784444?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/5153505275289784444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=5153505275289784444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/5153505275289784444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/5153505275289784444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-sooo-envy-of-daryl-and-hui-yee.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-1724650102005954479</id><published>2008-04-10T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T00:28:42.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>RAHH! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. So how are you?&lt;br /&gt;i'm glad i'm alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If you woke up as the opposite&lt;br /&gt;gender, what's the one thing you would&lt;br /&gt;do?&lt;br /&gt;cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Have you ever crawled through a&lt;br /&gt;window?&lt;br /&gt;maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Where is your sister?&lt;br /&gt;i've no sister. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Morning or night person?&lt;br /&gt;like both?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What was the last movie you&lt;br /&gt;watched?&lt;br /&gt;sky of love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Favorite number?&lt;br /&gt;o.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Any cool scars?&lt;br /&gt;OH YES! I CUT MYSELF 4 TIMES TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Things about the opposite/same sex&lt;br /&gt;you notice first?&lt;br /&gt;height.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 . What do you do when no one is&lt;br /&gt;watching?&lt;br /&gt;dig nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Ever fallen in love?&lt;br /&gt;what is love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. How's life going for you?&lt;br /&gt;totally crappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What is your curfew?&lt;br /&gt;does offing comp b4 1 counts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you talk a lot?&lt;br /&gt;kind of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. You + alcohol=&lt;br /&gt;renahol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What's your worst personality&lt;br /&gt;flaw?&lt;br /&gt;*a long list unrolled*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Would you marry for money?&lt;br /&gt;i doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Could you live without a computer?&lt;br /&gt;in a way, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. If you could live in any past time&lt;br /&gt;period, when would it be?&lt;br /&gt;errr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Do you drink enough water&lt;br /&gt;these few days maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Do you wear shoes in your house or&lt;br /&gt;take 'em off?&lt;br /&gt;take them off luhhs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What's your favorite fruit?&lt;br /&gt;ehh. i can't think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What is your favorite place to&lt;br /&gt;visit?&lt;br /&gt;yea, my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Are you photogenic?&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Do you dream in black and white or&lt;br /&gt;colored?&lt;br /&gt;coloured -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Why do you take surveys?&lt;br /&gt;'CAUSE I'M BORED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Do you drink?&lt;br /&gt;water? yes. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What is the most beautiful&lt;br /&gt;language?&lt;br /&gt;french.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Do you like being kissed when you&lt;br /&gt;are asleep?&lt;br /&gt;would i even know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've just finished quarreling with that damn opposition party. ya la. in case i forgot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; FABIAN KOH &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks laaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's it. :D i'm in need of cash. i won't mind taking bribery. (: pay me and i'll thank you more. RAHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling so hyper despite the fact that i'm not well. haha. i'm going crazy. no, i'm. i've been peeing non stop today. i need to stop drinking water. but i cant! the throat is killing me. damn. feel like slicing off it. *slices it off* and that still hurts. -what hurts the most- is when you slice your throat off! i feel like pinching someone's cheeeeks! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, if i'm well tomorrow, we might be going around singapore to find those missing people. hahaa. thats lame. totally crap. saturday is still so far away ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; score friggin' well for your chemistry yea? loves. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-1724650102005954479?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/1724650102005954479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=1724650102005954479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/1724650102005954479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/1724650102005954479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/04/rahh-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-2498290768883638030</id><published>2008-04-09T21:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T21:58:49.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>see how poor this boy can get. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fabian says:&lt;br /&gt;My house no table.&lt;br /&gt;Fabian says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;i love you not only for what you are, but for what i am when i am with you. says:&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;i love you not only for what you are, but for what i am when i am with you. says:&lt;br /&gt;you eat on the floor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-2498290768883638030?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/2498290768883638030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=2498290768883638030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/2498290768883638030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/2498290768883638030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/04/see-how-poor-this-boy-can-get.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-3759694357461440359</id><published>2008-04-09T09:58:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T12:14:42.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fark the drilling noises. woke me up early in the morning again. didn't have a proper sleep last night. sadded. doesn't matter though. i can wake up early to watch my mvp (:&lt;br /&gt;and i feel damn tired now. sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;all the best for your chemistry CA yea? (: jiayou!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[updated]&lt;br /&gt;walao eh. i finished watching mvp alr. considering whether to start on dou niu yao bu yao :D i'm having secondary school's blues again ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[updated] &lt;br /&gt;fark fark fark! three times in a day i cut my knee. pain siol. [updated] FOURTH TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R_ytdKMN5hI/AAAAAAAAAR4/Q7j6ELYTZfU/s1600-h/DSC00519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R_ytdKMN5hI/AAAAAAAAAR4/Q7j6ELYTZfU/s320/DSC00519.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187211587287377426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R_ytc6MN5gI/AAAAAAAAARw/DR8JmYwTNQg/s1600-h/DSC00511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R_ytc6MN5gI/AAAAAAAAARw/DR8JmYwTNQg/s320/DSC00511.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187211582992410114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ you're the reason for my smile (: ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm falling sick. (: must have miss you too much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-3759694357461440359?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/3759694357461440359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=3759694357461440359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/3759694357461440359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/3759694357461440359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/04/fark-drilling-noises.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R_ytdKMN5hI/AAAAAAAAAR4/Q7j6ELYTZfU/s72-c/DSC00519.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36108265.post-3160319664446386526</id><published>2008-04-08T22:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T23:03:36.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>firstly, i would like to thanks dear for the card (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love for you.&lt;br /&gt;I love you not only for what you are, but for what I am when I am with you.&lt;br /&gt;I love you not only for what you have made of yourself, but for what you are making of me. &lt;br /&gt;I love you for passing over all my foolish and weak traits that you can't help but see.&lt;br /&gt;I love you for drawing out into the light my beauty that no one else had looked quite far enough to find.&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is so sweet. :D thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met jiahui today! goddd. miss her truckloads. and it's just coincidentally that i'm going to orchard for dinner so i met her at lucky plaza's 7-11 with her friend, susan. (: yea, we went to buy jiahui's wallet before parting. and i know the best way to make her feel lost in singapore. it's kinda easy actually. cos she totally followed blindly. haha. same as me, no sense of direction. but i guess i'm way better than her. haha. she din even know that she can actually walk down from ps to orchard. haha. she took train down instead. LOLS. yea, and so, we bought the wallet and parted ): she went off for her movie which is at 9. -.- oh yes. we were damn sick. we called each other dear! *shivers* but it was fun! haha. she seems cool doing it. yes, she's cool. damn like ah lian. theres this lady in the shop whom asked her, 'do you need help?' *smiles* then ah lian went, 'oh, no thanks.' *drinks her slurpee* km and i were like, *laughs* and the lady smiled a little when i looked at her and smile. HAH. i asked ah lian, 'eh, why so straightforward?!' she replied, 'aiya, really what.' LOL. i miss her alr. as much as i miss nury and julitta. ): oh well, after which, we went cine to have our dinner. had chicken chop spaghetti. dear had his usual chicken rice and it wasn't nice at all. pfft. mine was alright! (: then we went cheers to get our dessert. i forgot what is it alr. it wasn't that nice though. LAST BUT NOT LEAST! WE BOUGHT FAMOUS AMOS. but someone just don't allow me to eat more. tsk. i ate like 5 pieces only la. but thanks yea? i was coughing. and i bet, someone wants to enjoy it himself at home :X doesnt matter. i can always drop by tpc to buy :D ooh. i'm going shopping on sunday! i hope. if janice can make it. haha. sianed. i wan my grey contact lens! xing cun just msged me. and i just realised, there's two different type of SI rank. god, i'm so slow. pfft. i wanna watch mvp already. byes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly, i would like to wish melvin and osborne all the best for their enlistment tml. haha. jiayou! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-3160319664446386526?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/3160319664446386526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=3160319664446386526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/3160319664446386526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/3160319664446386526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/04/firstly-i-would-like-to-thanks-dear-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-8114436207819654973</id><published>2008-04-07T19:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T23:31:53.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think i'm falling sick. yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[updated] &lt;br /&gt;i realised that my eyes is totally glued to every basketball match. lol. yea, now watching MVP valentine. haha. till epi 14 alr. haha. gonna chiong finish. and then i'll consider whether to watch tou niu yao bu yao. khookm had been nagging non stop. saying it's damn nice and all. lol. I'LL CONSIDER. waaaaaaaaa. i've got the sudden urge to play basketbaaaaall! :D gaoxing is so cooool. (: ehh, ask your coach to form the team asap lehs. i wanna know your position :D lol. then can watch those matches you play. j2 match can just go watch de ma? lalala. now siao bball alr. pfft. ARGH. gaoxing is damn cooooool. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[updated updated]&lt;br /&gt;meeting kkm for dinner. like finally. god. after like so many years. but his lessons end like, 5.15 and sure drag till quite late. tsktsk. wed. treating ah ma satay! :D i hope she likes it. (: and janice bought grey contact lens! whoo. share with her since she has 2 pair and our degree about the same. just give in .25 degree can le. lol. GREY EYES! WHOOO. cool siol. &lt;br /&gt;haiz. nose had been blocked since like just now. falling sick :D:D &lt;br /&gt;i hope to finish watching mvp by tml. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA HAVE MY HAIR DYED!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-8114436207819654973?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/8114436207819654973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=8114436207819654973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/8114436207819654973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/8114436207819654973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-think-im-falling-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-9001630947655470312</id><published>2008-04-06T22:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T23:09:34.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is from amanda. zhuang yi will love this (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your name?&lt;br /&gt;rena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How old are you?&lt;br /&gt;16+.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is your birthday?&lt;br /&gt;5th nov. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you looking forward to it?&lt;br /&gt;not really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;i might not enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you happy?&lt;br /&gt;not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what makes you happiest?&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you afraid of something?&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you live alone, or with someone else?&lt;br /&gt;with someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who?&lt;br /&gt;family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you have any pets?&lt;br /&gt;fishes. but not mine. i'm anti- pet person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is your favourite cartoon?&lt;br /&gt;tom and jerry :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever hit a deer?&lt;br /&gt;if i say yes, would you believe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you drink?&lt;br /&gt;uber rarely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you prefer beer or liqour?&lt;br /&gt;green tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is your favourite non-alcoholic drink?&lt;br /&gt;i mentioned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what kind of cell phone do you have?&lt;br /&gt;W660i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you like it?&lt;br /&gt;i'd prefer a slide or flip one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is the funniest word you ever heard?&lt;br /&gt;i can't think of one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you hate it when people call you "dear"?&lt;br /&gt;depends on who.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to whom have you sent the most text messages?&lt;br /&gt;i can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what did you do for new year's eve?&lt;br /&gt;went grandma-s house to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;were there lots of pictures?&lt;br /&gt;apparently not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is your favourite movie?&lt;br /&gt;deathnote 1 [or was it, mr bean's movie. or was it, ... many more.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is your favourite song?&lt;br /&gt;mcfly's and jay's. [heart never lies bah]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what concerts do you want to see in 2008?&lt;br /&gt;mcfly's :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you have any tattoos?&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is your favourite place to chill out?&lt;br /&gt;in front of my comp. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you work out?&lt;br /&gt;i tried. but failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you wear any jewerly?&lt;br /&gt;depends on occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is your favourite memory of the past couple of years?&lt;br /&gt;there're many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is your goal for the year?&lt;br /&gt;to earn more money ): which i feel it's going to fail badly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do you think about when you first wake up?&lt;br /&gt;should i get up? or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you shower daily?&lt;br /&gt;duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... alone?&lt;br /&gt;no with my imaginary friend -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever eaten sushi?&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you like it?&lt;br /&gt;i love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;list three things you can't live without:&lt;br /&gt;1.my music&lt;br /&gt;2.money&lt;br /&gt;3.friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is your best physical feature?&lt;br /&gt;do i have one? tell me which one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is your middle name?&lt;br /&gt;i'd like it to be poynter. [ps amanda]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you get choked up during dramatic movies?&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is your biggest pet peeve?&lt;br /&gt;i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever liked someone that all your friends hate?&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is there anything that you regret?&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you want children?&lt;br /&gt;yes please. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how many?&lt;br /&gt;3? or 2 will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever gotten a speeding ticket?&lt;br /&gt;if i ever get to drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is your favourite number?&lt;br /&gt;my class tee's no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is your favourite sports team?&lt;br /&gt;i don't think there is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is your most over-used phrase?&lt;br /&gt;haha. lol. sianed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do you not say enough?&lt;br /&gt;everything that i dont say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIDDLES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUESTION NUMBER 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M T W T _ _ _ All u got to do is fill in the blank...&lt;br /&gt;(p.s primary 4 question)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUESTION NUMBER 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres this seven girls in a bus. Seven girls have seven bags, inside the seven bags have 7 cats and that seven cat have 7 kittens. Calculate how many legs are there in the bus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUESTION NUMBER 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5+5+5=550&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put a stroke on one of it... MAKE SURE IT MUST BE EQUAL TO 550..Solve the sentence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[i gave up the last one. haha]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.:nuryArfany:. .if i ignore you,it means i just cant be bothered with you. says:&lt;br /&gt;theres this 3 brothers...the names are, trouble, shut up and manners&lt;br /&gt;  .:nuryArfany:. .if i ignore you,it means i just cant be bothered with you. says:&lt;br /&gt;one day,they were playing ard&lt;br /&gt;  .:nuryArfany:. .if i ignore you,it means i just cant be bothered with you. says:&lt;br /&gt;suddenly trouble got lost&lt;br /&gt;  .:nuryArfany:. .if i ignore you,it means i just cant be bothered with you. says:&lt;br /&gt;so shut up n manners want go report to police station&lt;br /&gt;  .:nuryArfany:. .if i ignore you,it means i just cant be bothered with you. says:&lt;br /&gt;shut up told manners that it will be only advisable if he went in himself &lt;br /&gt;  .:nuryArfany:. .if i ignore you,it means i just cant be bothered with you. says:&lt;br /&gt;so manners wait outside&lt;br /&gt;  .:nuryArfany:. .if i ignore you,it means i just cant be bothered with you. says:&lt;br /&gt;so shut up when in and talk to this policeman&lt;br /&gt;  .:nuryArfany:. .if i ignore you,it means i just cant be bothered with you. says:&lt;br /&gt;policeman: boy whats ur name?&lt;br /&gt;  .:nuryArfany:. .if i ignore you,it means i just cant be bothered with you. says:&lt;br /&gt;shut up: shut up&lt;br /&gt;  .:nuryArfany:. .if i ignore you,it means i just cant be bothered with you. says:&lt;br /&gt;policeman: boy dont u have any manners?!&lt;br /&gt;  .:nuryArfany:. .if i ignore you,it means i just cant be bothered with you. says:&lt;br /&gt;shut up: yes manners he's outside&lt;br /&gt;  .:nuryArfany:. .if i ignore you,it means i just cant be bothered with you. says:&lt;br /&gt;policeman: boy are u looking for trouble???!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;  .:nuryArfany:. .if i ignore you,it means i just cant be bothered with you. says:&lt;br /&gt;shut up: YES IM LOOKING FOR TROUBLE!!!&lt;br /&gt;[LOL]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-9001630947655470312?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/9001630947655470312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=9001630947655470312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/9001630947655470312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/9001630947655470312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/04/this-is-from-amanda.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-953633960655800595</id><published>2008-04-06T19:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T12:14:43.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>khoo kang ming is soo materialistic. he blog only when he has good news. champs. tsk. crumpler bag! gossssshhhh. i want too :D heh. gonna train beatty so hard that they get into finals in the next two years too. (: alot of committment is needed to be put in. haha. i doubt i'll be able to find that committment once school starts. haiz. &lt;br /&gt;i'm bursting ): &lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling so random. i love LIME GREEN. i wanna steal a lime green headphone. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;[i'm joking]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i love to sneeeeze. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;and and and. i'm peeling! my arms i meant. haha. it suppose to peel long ago but only today then i realised it's peeling. goshh. it's so fun peeling the skin :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R_jMTqMN5fI/AAAAAAAAARo/hWsx0j7Dgsk/s1600-h/cute2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R_jMTqMN5fI/AAAAAAAAARo/hWsx0j7Dgsk/s320/cute2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186119609032238578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[it's so saddening isn't it?]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-953633960655800595?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/953633960655800595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=953633960655800595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/953633960655800595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/953633960655800595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/04/khoo-kang-ming-is-soo-materialistic.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R_jMTqMN5fI/AAAAAAAAARo/hWsx0j7Dgsk/s72-c/cute2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36108265.post-6158677593635486096</id><published>2008-04-06T11:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T11:25:36.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh yes, did i mention that npap's shirt this year is yellow in colour? that's so funny. can't it be like, black, grey or even lime greeeen? it had to be yellow. haha. banana people walking all about. oh yes, i did forgotten to talk about nicol. yes, the thingy is damn funny. but i shouldn't say it here in case it offend someone. haha. ask me if you wanna know. lol. the whole world is using slide phone except for me. ): i've been stuck with the normal phone for like thousand of years already and i really really want a slide phone[samsung or sony erisson]or flip motorola v3. sian-ed. i'm going grandma house later and gonna slack there like nobody's business. it had been a really long time ever since i visited them. (: i hope they play mahjong today! and that would allow me to 'chap' in. :D&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm getting a flu real soon. nose has been running away since last night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;deathnote's tonight. should i watch it? &lt;/span&gt; ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone please please give me some motivation to go for running pleaseeee. i'm gaining  fats. and even though i burnt alot yesterday, it's still not enough. 'cause i've gained back all those that i lost yesterday already. and gosh, next week, we'll be in our full uniform doing those duties. just imagine how i'll be sweating is chopping me up inside. i'm so gonna bring extra clothes to change. wearing the headdress will be hell. shheesh. be at my wake next week. i'll see you there. :x &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling super lethargic. i've got nothing to do online anymore. i need to find new drama to cure my boredom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, can anybody tell me whether the workshop is like, camp or what? why is there a need to bring so many things? should i go?! ARGH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-6158677593635486096?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/6158677593635486096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=6158677593635486096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/6158677593635486096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/6158677593635486096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/04/oh-yes-did-i-mention-that-npaps-shirt.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-1548358561796694611</id><published>2008-04-05T22:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T12:14:44.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woke at darn early today. got ready to go out and set off at 10. passed grandma her lunch and off i went to meet yenlin and dexmond at cck. well, i still holds my P in the picard :D i reached at 11.14am. heh. they were late. but they stayed real far away. yea, understandable. and dexmond suggested to take a cab there. and yea, i'm saved from having the need to squeeeeze with people on the bus. we reached and the first school we saw was Victoria School. their shirts are YELLOW and so, it's striking. anw, when we reached, the girls are cheering for tanjong katong. but not knowing what the heck is happening there, we went to do our sai gang. and before that, &lt;b&gt;CONGRATULATION TO VICTORIA SCHOOL FOR GETTING CHAMPION FOR THE CAMPCRAFT COMPETITION 2008!&lt;/b&gt; yea, i believed their hard work paid off, totally. champions. woah. back to the reality. we first saw the SKW, razak! hahah. the guys were carrying cartons of water and we were definitely darn lucky to be girls. 'cause we don't have to help them carry the water. instead, we carried the snacks. it's equally sian-ed can. whatever it is, we touch touch here, move move there, time for our duty alr. cadets arrived and after the first part of the duty, godddd. i was sun burnt! to think i stood under the shade when there's no bus. i'm kind of quite colourful now alr. hahaha. okay, that's nonsensical.pua wei's quite crappy actually. HAHA. and saw zhuang yi during lunch and break time. yes, of course i know she misses me. hahaha. went for breifing, photo- taking sessions with delta [with the manpower of 8 out of 25], slacked[watched the parade for a 'lil while before the buses come in and we started running to the carpark like crazy nuts. and the PC is not very tall. hahaha. farhanah says he's hot. well, i'm not interested. he's laojiao, so, i presume he's quite olddddddddd.], eat and everything, we started 2nd part of our duty. this is the real shitty part. it was quite chaotic initially. but fortunately, lane 3 was quite peace. haha. and yenlin took the duty for lane 3 as well, we were practically talking throughout since there aren't much movement there. haha. we listened songs and she likes Mcfly too! DOUGIE'S HOTTTT! &lt;3 their songs rocks my bed. farah was mad at the bus manager or something and i think, farhanah is really damn man. hahahah. how i wish she's a guy :X that's ridiculous. and she's a dragon boater! o.0 ermerms. after those insignificant moment, we proceed up to the classroom 38 where we all slack and everything for final debriefing before working as garang guni. and ivan told scary incidents that happened last year. we poke each other to see who's scared of their future spouse. LOL. it turned out to be, ivan, nicol and yenlin! :D yea, that's lame. but what to do. DELTA MA. er, speaking about throwing rubbish. we all felt as if we were those multi talented people. we do what traffic police does, we do what garang guni does[due to the fact that we went around collecting cardboard and worse still, rubbish. wtf.] and we do almost everything. LOL. and oh! finally, home sweet home. thanks truckloads to dexmond for the shun feng che down to tpy. i saved so much time man. thanks ah! (: and dexmond, please post those photos online alright! :) sianed. went home for dinner and now, here blogging. lol. i'm feeling DAMN tired now la can. i think i going to bed real soon. haha. &lt;br /&gt;should i go for the workshop on monday? yes, i wanna know more people. but then it's like tiring siol. ): i'll see how. i think i'm going to bed real soon. i'm dead beat. i'm so not gonna return to HQ ever again. and oh, god bless me. i've to go down next week for the actual parade. why? 'cause i need ma'am to sign the clocking form. GRRR.&lt;br /&gt;okay. that's all for today. nights people (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;psst. deathnote's tml. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R_eXXKMN5ZI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/HGoMw5yyzlA/s1600-h/05042008086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R_eXXKMN5ZI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/HGoMw5yyzlA/s320/05042008086.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185779920068797842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[yenlin :D]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R_eXXKMN5aI/AAAAAAAAARA/B4b1Yv5bcrM/s1600-h/DSC00476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R_eXXKMN5aI/AAAAAAAAARA/B4b1Yv5bcrM/s320/DSC00476.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185779920068797858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[cert of being shortlisted for the DNT thingy.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R_eXXaMN5bI/AAAAAAAAARI/0jf1SBC2LW8/s1600-h/DSC00477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R_eXXaMN5bI/AAAAAAAAARI/0jf1SBC2LW8/s320/DSC00477.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185779924363765170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[parade]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R_eXXaMN5cI/AAAAAAAAARQ/lGZZdf7RChc/s1600-h/DSC00478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R_eXXaMN5cI/AAAAAAAAARQ/lGZZdf7RChc/s320/DSC00478.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185779924363765186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R_eXXqMN5dI/AAAAAAAAARY/eXX-Mv86xQQ/s1600-h/DSC00479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R_eXXqMN5dI/AAAAAAAAARY/eXX-Mv86xQQ/s320/DSC00479.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185779928658732498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R_eYFKMN5eI/AAAAAAAAARg/IUWGfYhc36w/s1600-h/cutee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R_eYFKMN5eI/AAAAAAAAARg/IUWGfYhc36w/s320/cutee.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185780710342780386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-1548358561796694611?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/1548358561796694611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=1548358561796694611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/1548358561796694611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/1548358561796694611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/04/woke-at-darn-early-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R_eXXKMN5ZI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/HGoMw5yyzlA/s72-c/05042008086.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36108265.post-2911821325422839868</id><published>2008-04-04T20:55:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T12:14:44.282+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life sucks. but IT GOES ON.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today's parade was alright. except that stupid benjamin. irritates me non stop. and yay! zamri is back back back! (: and yea, chloe and brendan is back too! for a visit. lol. and those peeps are taking last min photographs for POP. gawd, memories flooded my mind. those days where by we took last minute photographs for our presentation. omgomgomg. i miss those days. so much! were talking about keng guang. lol. i want an outing for NCO '06-07! i miss peeps like neeeeeeeela, farizah and the guys! although our squad is not even like, united, but i still miss the times we kena punished. lol. the times we crapped like nobody's business. haha. yeah, the good old days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm in such a dilema. i'm still considering. pfft. my mom don't want me to. but, it's my responsibility to. &lt;br /&gt;oh yes. i realised i haven't thank koh yu zhuang for ferrying me from temasek poly to tampines mall. haha. THANKS LA. treat you next time. and i might be going over to his house for a 2 or 3 nights stay. cos of the temasek workshop. i don't even feel like going. i shall let YZ be my chauffeur :x in exchange of a good meal of course (: sianed. no straight bus from simei also. fine. my mom just said, 'go yourself from home la.' thanks. and i'll have to wake up like what time, 6? knn. will die can. SO EARLLLYYYY! serve me right for choosing TP. haha. i think i'm having pms. hahahahahhaa. wait a minute, isn't cycling a form of exercise? i bet only one person disagree. and talk about cycling. haha. my skills of cycling is like crap. if i ever have a bike of my own, the chance of me dying is like, 99%? LOL. i can die that way if i want. hahaha. i feel like sleeping whenever i think of the journey to TP. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BORED LA. LAAAAA. met yu ning outside school just now, with her 5n1 peeps. goshhy. i miss her like how i miss my childhood! GODDD. it had been like years ever since we met. and yes, we're going out one day. when? hmmm. we shall see. haha. errr. saw solihin, MD NOH(long hairrrr), alvin the taogay, the ncc air's clt(sorry, i forgot your name.)and melvin. i think aslam also. eh. i don't know the rest. haha. back to yu ning, anyone wants an outing with her:D PSST. to amanda. lol. &lt;br /&gt;no money = no life.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go to WATCH npap and not help out in npap. i wanna go with the bunch of people with amanda and all last year! GAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. life's cruel. but, IT DAMN BLOODY GOES ON. fact. face the fact yoooo. &lt;br /&gt;i wanna go to the beach. anyone's interested? i need to scream and shout and scare every fishy in the sea. that's crap. i wanna go swim to release my whatever feeling inside. haha. but, ma fan leh. :X running's so sweaty-ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i'm chatting with 2 benson. :D&lt;br /&gt;benson KOH and benson HEAH. lalala. both are CIs. hahaha. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;i've got nth better to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think beatty's full of couple. all shuang shuang dui dui de. lol. wait, i think, only 2 arh, of those i know. but both couples are like darn loving. lol. (: random. sianed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R_ZB76MN5YI/AAAAAAAAAQw/CeArIYm91iM/s1600-h/cute4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R_ZB76MN5YI/AAAAAAAAAQw/CeArIYm91iM/s320/cute4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185404518452290946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[i just find this simply SOOOOOOOO sweeet.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[updated]&lt;br /&gt;and i think i'm so gonna miss blogging and using this comp. 'cause i'll be way way way way way at hta helping out. ): so, i'll be meeting dearest yen lin and dexmond at cck at 11.15 and we will head towards hta ): it's so depressing. the duty will be until like, 8pm! WTHHHHHHHHHHHH. and i'll reach home shagged/weary/dying etc. please say i'm weak and drag me for a run! i'm lazy. lazy lazy lazy. yawn. i'm tired. i'm gonna wake up early tml ): VERY EARLY! I NEEEEEED MY SLEEEEP! haiz. why am i invovle in alllllllllllll these? shoot me to death someone. &lt;br /&gt;goodnight. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;i shall die in my sleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-2911821325422839868?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/2911821325422839868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=2911821325422839868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/2911821325422839868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/2911821325422839868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/04/todays-parade-was-alright.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R_ZB76MN5YI/AAAAAAAAAQw/CeArIYm91iM/s72-c/cute4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36108265.post-9179117587717577563</id><published>2008-04-04T10:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T10:58:32.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm going for paradeee. like so finally. and there's duty for me tomorrow at hta la can. walan. 11.30 need to report. i'm gonna cry. boohoo. there bound to be loads and loads of sai gang. thanks lo. should have be a PCI for life man. oh well, good thing is that i'll be see yen lin, dexmond, julitta and nicol tml! :D wait, i think ivan is going also. and not forgetting razak. if i din remember wrongly (: but i hate it la. sianed. preparing uniform now. ): bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-9179117587717577563?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/9179117587717577563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=9179117587717577563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/9179117587717577563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/9179117587717577563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-going-for-paradeee.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-6967513708223674314</id><published>2008-04-03T20:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T12:14:45.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R_TaJqMN5XI/AAAAAAAAAQo/RSdqOEAR3dY/s1600-h/DSC00475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R_TaJqMN5XI/AAAAAAAAAQo/RSdqOEAR3dY/s320/DSC00475.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185008930489492850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[flood]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R_TYRKMN5SI/AAAAAAAAAQA/Kb4OWwLu6Xk/s1600-h/DSC00470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R_TYRKMN5SI/AAAAAAAAAQA/Kb4OWwLu6Xk/s320/DSC00470.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185006860315256098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[i'm getting diabetes real soon:D]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R_TYRaMN5TI/AAAAAAAAAQI/w8YenrbJHSA/s1600-h/DSC00471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R_TYRaMN5TI/AAAAAAAAAQI/w8YenrbJHSA/s320/DSC00471.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185006864610223410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[this is the damn bitter thingy my grandma forced me to drink&gt;.&lt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R_TYRqMN5UI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/j3h9AUdOkNA/s1600-h/DSC00472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R_TYRqMN5UI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/j3h9AUdOkNA/s320/DSC00472.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185006868905190722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[random lah]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R_TYRqMN5VI/AAAAAAAAAQY/zi7i6b_RWF8/s1600-h/DSC00473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R_TYRqMN5VI/AAAAAAAAAQY/zi7i6b_RWF8/s320/DSC00473.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185006868905190738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[flood flood]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R_TYR6MN5WI/AAAAAAAAAQg/ZNboNYm62lM/s1600-h/DSC00474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R_TYR6MN5WI/AAAAAAAAAQg/ZNboNYm62lM/s320/DSC00474.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185006873200158050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[flood flood flooood]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=10][u]Ben[/u][/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;i scared beatty will not have anymore ci next time if i go for ci course&lt;br /&gt;my skies are turning black. says:&lt;br /&gt;cos all will be scare off by you right!?&lt;br /&gt;my skies are turning black. says:&lt;br /&gt;wa. so thoughtful.&lt;br /&gt;my skies are turning black. says:&lt;br /&gt;but it's okay. we wont mind.&lt;br /&gt;[c=10][u]Ben[/u][/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;cos i'll be the most outstanding ci in the hq mah.. then mdm soh is so so so so so proud of me.. she will tell me this -&lt;br /&gt;'' benjamin shuai geeee~~! beatty npcc wants only you to be it's officer forever.. i'll give you anything you want.. so please accept this invitation hunk~"&lt;br /&gt;me: " Hmmm.. i WILL consider man."&lt;br /&gt;mdm soh:" eeeyeeeerrrrr... qing ai de.. come back leh~"&lt;br /&gt;me:" Hmmm.... alright lah. BUT you must kick out all CI.. as you know, they are lously and lously and still lously. and you know they look like a toad and smell like mr singh? "&lt;br /&gt;mdm soh:" OHHH! OKAY! anything for you hunk-y~"&lt;br /&gt;*blink blink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[i told you i'll post! hahahahaaha.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAWDDDDD. this is goddamn sweet alright.&lt;br /&gt;i love you&lt;br /&gt;as much as the entire universe exploding&lt;br /&gt;as much as the water in every ocean drying&lt;br /&gt;with my spirit burst&lt;br /&gt;as much as it spread outward&lt;br /&gt;i love you very much. (: &lt;br /&gt;SWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEET isn't it? omgomg. i feel the adrenaline of happiness rushing through me. [goshy, i think i've used the word wrongly.] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks benjamin for totally spoiling the sweet atmosphere. &lt;br /&gt;[c=10][u]Ben[/u][/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;officer: hi guys! as you all know, you'll be doing the high rope challenge today. hope you all are prepared for it! cos after today, you'll having enough confidence in yourself to take up challenge&lt;br /&gt;*officer smiling brightly- his teeth shines*&lt;br /&gt;*tink**tink*&lt;br /&gt;me: eh you use black man's toothpaste is it? anyway.. can skip that part and lets get our hands dirty?&lt;br /&gt;officer: okay~ since you so enthu, you dare to take up my challenge and complete the course with 1 hour?&lt;br /&gt;*back ground cHeers*&lt;br /&gt;me: no kick lah.. &lt;br /&gt;officer: okay. then we.........&lt;br /&gt;*ZOOOOM*&lt;br /&gt;after 5mins&lt;br /&gt;me:nah. finish already lah.. ass hole bloody toad face.&lt;br /&gt;*officer went to a corner.. squat down with his knees close to his chest, fingers twirling around the floor*&lt;br /&gt;me: comeon sir, please dun act like that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=10][u]Ben[/u][/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;to be continued&lt;br /&gt;[c=10][u]Ben[/u][/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[he thinks he's that charming. goodness. joke of the year.]:D&lt;br /&gt;GROW UP CAN! :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my skies are turning black. says:&lt;br /&gt;i'm posting.  &lt;br /&gt;[c=10][u]Ben[/u][/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;bllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllloody toad&lt;br /&gt;my skies are turning black. says:&lt;br /&gt;dont be rudeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;[c=10][u]Ben[/u][/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;if you wake up tomorrow morning and find yourself dropping hair, dun blame me&lt;br /&gt;my skies are turning black. says:&lt;br /&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;my skies are turning black. says:&lt;br /&gt;wth&lt;br /&gt;[c=10][u]Ben[/u][/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;cos i'll cursing you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[see how evil he is? be careful people. dont step on his tail.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i won't get to watch the last episode of the 9 o clock show ):&lt;br /&gt;now that i've finished full house, here goes my lovely samsoon! (:(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-6967513708223674314?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/6967513708223674314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=6967513708223674314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/6967513708223674314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/6967513708223674314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/04/c10ubenuc-says-i-scared-beatty-will-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R_TaJqMN5XI/AAAAAAAAAQo/RSdqOEAR3dY/s72-c/DSC00475.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36108265.post-1812467094922773474</id><published>2008-04-03T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T13:40:01.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>full house is so karma-ish. lmao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-1812467094922773474?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/1812467094922773474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=1812467094922773474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/1812467094922773474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/1812467094922773474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/04/full-house-is-so-karma-ish.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-8285822427601530075</id><published>2008-04-02T19:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T19:28:26.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm munching non stop on the frosties cornflakes! gawd. i'm finishing the whole box alr. (: green tea doesn't seems to go well with cornflakes. but i still like it :D gonna buy somemore tomorrow! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-8285822427601530075?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/8285822427601530075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=8285822427601530075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/8285822427601530075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/8285822427601530075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-munching-non-stop-on-frosties.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-9158560489266546498</id><published>2008-04-02T19:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T19:08:52.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have a good laugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Stress Reliever #1&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Wife : You always carry my photo in your handbag to the office. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Hubby : When there is a problem, no matter how impossible, I look at your&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; picture and the problem disappears.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Wife : You see, how miraculous and powerful I am for you?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Hubby : Yes, I see your picture and say to myself, 'What other problem&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; can there be greater than this one?'&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; ________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Stress Reliever # 2&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Girl: When we get married, I want to share all your worries, troubles&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; and lighten your burden.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Boy: It's very kind of you, darling, But I don't have any worries or&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; troubles.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Girl: Well that's because we aren't married yet.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; ________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Stress Reliever # 3&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Son: Mom, when I was on the bus with Dad this morning, he told me to&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; give up my seat to a lady.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Mom: Well, you have done the right thing.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Son: But mum, I was sitting on daddy's lap.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; ________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Stress Reliever # 4&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Wife to husband: 'What's your excuse for coming home at this time of the&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; night?'&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Husband to wife: 'Golfing with friends, my dear.'&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Wife to husband: 'What? At 2 am?!'&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Husband to wife: 'Yes, We used night clubs.'&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; ________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Stress Reliever # 5&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Father to son after exam: 'let me see your report card.'&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Son: 'My friend just borrowed it. He wants to scare his parents.'&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; ________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Stress Reliever # 6&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; A teacher asked her class for sentences using the word 'beans'..&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; 'My father grows beans,' said one student.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; 'My father cooks beans,' said another.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Then little Johnny spoke up: 'We are all human beans.'&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; ________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Stress Reliever # 7&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Interviewer to Millionaire: 'To whom do you owe your success as a&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; millionaire to?'&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Millionaire: 'I owe everything to my wife.'&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Interviewer: 'Wow, she must be some woman. What were you before you&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; married her?'&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Millionaire: 'A Billionaire'&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; ________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Stress Reliever # 8&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Girl to her boyfriend: One kiss and I'll be yours forever.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; The guy replies: Thanks for the warning.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; ________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Stress Reliever # 9&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; A husband was asked: Do you talk to your wife after sex?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; He replied: Depends, if I can find a phone.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; ________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Stress Reliever # 10&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Man to wife on wedding night: Are you sure I'm the first man you are&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; sleeping with?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Wife replied: Of course honey, I stayed awake with all the others!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; ________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Stress Reliever # 11&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Why did they stop printing PAMELA ANDERSON stamps in the U.S. ?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Answer: Because people started licking the wrong side.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; ________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Stress Reliever # 12&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; A wife asked her husband: What do you like most in me - my pretty face&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; or my sexy body?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; He looked at her from head to toe and replied: I like your sense of&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; humour.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; ________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Stress Reliever # 13&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Doctor to his lady patient: You look terribly weak and exhausted! Are&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; you having your meals three times a day as I have advised?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Lady replied: Doctor, I thought you said three males a day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-9158560489266546498?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/9158560489266546498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=9158560489266546498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/9158560489266546498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/9158560489266546498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/04/have-good-laugh-stress-reliever-1-wife.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-7625365662583397866</id><published>2008-04-02T10:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T12:11:30.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thanks lo fabian. &lt;br /&gt;'Due to extreme boredom, i quarreled with th 'famous' Rena Kua on Msn. We kept spouting vulgarities at one another. Haha! Fun right, bitch? Roflmao. Hah. random luh.'&lt;br /&gt;this is extracted from that bastard's blog. thanks for reminding me to post about that knn fight yesterday. walan eh. you see that bastard like guai guai one hor? wah. he's damn vulgar man. but nevertheless, we had fun. lol. i think we haven't sign our peace contract YET. so, go and die la si fabian koh. not proportionate body. tsktsk. sad huh. &lt;br /&gt;nury, you'll support me won't you? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm now into full house :D and thanks vanessa for telling me the webbie to watch my lovely samsoon (: aww. if the show have got chinese lang that would be perfect. listening to korean is like listening to some funny lang which i'll never understand. haha. gawd. i guess i would have to spend the rest of my remaining free time watching dramas. sobs. &lt;br /&gt;'loving someone is for fools.' holy. what's this man. lol. &lt;br /&gt;i'm cooking maggi! darn spicy one. and i'm having a sore throat. shoosh. bye, my voice (:&lt;br /&gt;i really wonder. why is life so complicated. maybe i shouldn't ask for too much. like what nury said yesterday, the more you want to have happiness, the more you won't get it. perhaps i should just stop thinking about happiness. lol. i should wake up. life doesn't go the way i want. so be it (: hah. i want to work, there's no job. but when i don't wanna work, there're plenty of lobangs. :X &lt;br /&gt;oh gawd. i wanna die. i just ate kimchi. ewww. &lt;br /&gt;a guy is busy and broke his promise to a girl. but the truth is that he turned back and look for another girl. tsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;it's soooo spicy. im dying. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-7625365662583397866?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/7625365662583397866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=7625365662583397866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/7625365662583397866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/7625365662583397866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/04/thanks-lo-fabian.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-6608581301296941182</id><published>2008-04-01T11:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T11:09:00.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY APRIL'S FOOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY AUNTIE MEI LIAN! (: -MY EVER SO BELOVED BABYSITTER!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY AMANDA'S DADDY! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-6608581301296941182?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/6608581301296941182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=6608581301296941182' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/6608581301296941182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/6608581301296941182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-aprils-fool-and-happy-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36108265.post-583565255001189256</id><published>2008-03-31T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T23:13:25.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nury and fabian are ever so cute. haha. forever fighting over cheebai and lan jiao. lol. kids, it's not good to learn these words okay. refrain from using them ah! heh.&lt;br /&gt;do i sound contradicting? oh, i don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please. i need a job. i need money. i want money. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going back unit on friday. yes, i miss those kids. (: opps. cadets i meant. heh. but they're like my kids. watched them grow and learn. (: sec 3s gonna take over real soon. and i'll make sure they bring up the unit :D do your best ah! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gawd. i can't wait. my 2000 free sms! hahahaaaaahahahahhahahahahhaa. feeling so shiok can.&lt;br /&gt;i was wondering, how come zhuang yi is SO free when she's in JC? lol. she fierce lah seh. hor woman? (: &lt;br /&gt;my hair is getting more and more irritating! rahh! &lt;br /&gt;i think i getting blind soon. yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-583565255001189256?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/583565255001189256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=583565255001189256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/583565255001189256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/583565255001189256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/nury-and-fabian-are-ever-so-cute.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-2467953600022312379</id><published>2008-03-31T20:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T20:47:09.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>zhuangyi ` BRAVO! says:&lt;br /&gt;inside then is rihanna?&lt;br /&gt;be there to hold and please me. says:&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;be there to hold and please me. says:&lt;br /&gt;no la. is zhuang yi&lt;br /&gt;be there to hold and please me. says:&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. &lt;br /&gt;zhuangyi ` BRAVO! says:&lt;br /&gt;wah!&lt;br /&gt;be there to hold and please me. says:&lt;br /&gt;something to share.&lt;br /&gt;zhuangyi ` BRAVO! says:&lt;br /&gt;surprising.&lt;br /&gt;be there to hold and please me. says:&lt;br /&gt;like when you asked your cadets to run, they walk right, you shout. 'WALK SOMEMORE. YOU THINK CLUBbING IS IT?!' LOL&lt;br /&gt;be there to hold and please me. says:&lt;br /&gt;they'll die laughing&lt;br /&gt;zhuangyi ` BRAVO! says:&lt;br /&gt;0.O&lt;br /&gt;zhuangyi ` BRAVO! says:&lt;br /&gt;o.O&lt;br /&gt;zhuangyi ` BRAVO! says:&lt;br /&gt;erm. random?&lt;br /&gt;be there to hold and please me. says:&lt;br /&gt;damn&lt;br /&gt;zhuangyi ` BRAVO! says:&lt;br /&gt;hahah.&lt;br /&gt;zhuangyi ` BRAVO! says:&lt;br /&gt;that time i scolded something worse. i think,funnier.&lt;br /&gt;be there to hold and please me. says:&lt;br /&gt;what??!@#!#!@&lt;br /&gt;zhuangyi ` BRAVO! says:&lt;br /&gt;you march like driving lorries. and your rifles. it should be close to your bodies when it is in rusok positions. look at yours. you think hanging clothes on bamboo poles huh?&lt;br /&gt;zhuangyi ` BRAVO! says:&lt;br /&gt;ULTIMATE RANDOM.&lt;br /&gt;be there to hold and please me. says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;be there to hold and please me. says:&lt;br /&gt;wth&lt;br /&gt;zhuangyi ` BRAVO! says:&lt;br /&gt;yes yes.&lt;br /&gt;be there to hold and please me. says:&lt;br /&gt;i salute you. still got still got&lt;br /&gt;be there to hold and please me. says:&lt;br /&gt;wait ah&lt;br /&gt;be there to hold and please me. says:&lt;br /&gt;i post on my blog first.&lt;br /&gt;zhuangyi ` BRAVO! says:&lt;br /&gt;after i scolded, i stunned then think, does it make sense.&lt;br /&gt;zhuangyi ` BRAVO! says:&lt;br /&gt;haha!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RANDOM SEHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTICE!!!&lt;br /&gt;ⓡⓤⓞⓗⓤⓘ says:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.dnp2008.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO SEEEE! TELL ME IF YOU'RE INTERESTED!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-2467953600022312379?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/2467953600022312379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=2467953600022312379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/2467953600022312379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/2467953600022312379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/zhuangyi-bravo-says-inside-then-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-4211089114324680145</id><published>2008-03-31T12:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T12:14:45.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>see how life sucks for me. i can't even eat my breakfast in peace. there're plenty of towgays in my beehoon. and by the time i picked them out, i'm full alr. sheeesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[updated] &lt;br /&gt;aww. i've finished watching x family alr. damn it man. what am i suppose to do for the rest of those free time i have. i wanna work. but no lobang. i neeed money like ever so badly can. oh well, any find soul have any lobang for me? (: it would be very much appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[updated again]&lt;br /&gt;thanks alvin for the taogay joke. lol. let's meet up one day and i'll treat you $2 worth of taogays alright? and you won't dare to eat it for the rest of your life already. haha. rahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[update AGAIN]&lt;br /&gt;my shoulder still hurts ): shouldn't have put the tanning oil on them. poor shoulders. oh well, there's deathnote this sunday. i could still remember clearly that i watched deathnote on the 9th of november 2006. fantastic memory i have compared to amanda :X heh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R_DAvaMN5QI/AAAAAAAAAPw/riZ9ZByWB3Y/s1600-h/DSC00451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R_DAvaMN5QI/AAAAAAAAAPw/riZ9ZByWB3Y/s320/DSC00451.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183855091820389634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R_DBCaMN5RI/AAAAAAAAAP4/sPB0s5ie3R8/s1600-h/DSC00452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R_DBCaMN5RI/AAAAAAAAAP4/sPB0s5ie3R8/s320/DSC00452.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183855418237904146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sian la.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-4211089114324680145?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/4211089114324680145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=4211089114324680145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/4211089114324680145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/4211089114324680145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/see-how-life-sucks-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R_DAvaMN5QI/AAAAAAAAAPw/riZ9ZByWB3Y/s72-c/DSC00451.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36108265.post-6030572773748848813</id><published>2008-03-31T00:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T00:57:37.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>now, fuck msn. i've to downgrade to the bloody windows messenger. ): fuck la. feel damn unwell. sheeesh. maybe i'm dying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-6030572773748848813?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/6030572773748848813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=6030572773748848813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/6030572773748848813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/6030572773748848813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/now-fuck-msn.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-436547684828866110</id><published>2008-03-30T22:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T22:48:30.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>smart me. i just scratched my badly burnt shoulder. the feeling is damn nice. you can feel the sense of death man. &lt;br /&gt;yea, last day of work is damn meaningful and niceee. afternoon went rather slow. but after auntie ann came over and we talked, the time seems to pass faster. soon, it's dinner time already. auntie ann, and a guy [i dont know who he is], and me went up to the 7th storey where they sell malay food. auntie ann said it's nice. so we went up there for dinner! initially was only auntie ann and me. but the guy came along, so, yea. bought food etc. auntie ann's mom and nephew came and left me and the unknown guy so awkward. so, we had a 'lil conversation. gosh. he actually graduated from poly alr. i still thought he's like ard my age. tsktsk. okay, after that we eat snake till 6.30 and went down to work. woah. the time came. 8pm. met up with AA and went home! bought soon kuay for mummy. seeee, i'm nice okay. haha. &lt;br /&gt;my burnt neck hurts. and i'm kind of colourful! oh! last night sucked. i turned to the side and omg. my poor burnt skin rubbed against the bedsheet and knn. i jumped out from the bed sia. DAMN PAINFUL CAN. sickening. and hor, my house only left with whitening lotion which my mom uses and omg, i actually put the whitening lotion on my skin. it's like defeating the purpose can. went sun tanning and at night, i applied whitening lotion. like stupid can. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck friendster lah. can't even upload photos. gahhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;even x family ep 50 part 3 also cant watch. @#$@%$#&amp;*&amp;(&amp;*(&amp;(&amp;*%^&amp;@$%!@#$!@$#^$%$&amp;$#@%&lt;br /&gt;i skipped ep50 lo. what to do. pfft. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my lip is so dry. shucks. oh. i'm so random.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-436547684828866110?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/436547684828866110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=436547684828866110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/436547684828866110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/436547684828866110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/smart-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-8525047444392345653</id><published>2008-03-30T21:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T21:37:40.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Instructions: Remove 1 question from above, and add in your personal question, make it a total of 20 questions, then tag 8 people in your list, list them out at the end of this post. Notify them in their chatbox that he/she has been tagged.&lt;br /&gt;Whoever does the tag will have blessings from all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Qn: At what age do you wish to marry?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: erm. engage at 24. marry.. 26/27 maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Qn: What you want the most now?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Qn: Have you ever been hurt by somebody close to you?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Qn: Do you think you're gay?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: apparently doesn't seems so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Qn: If you can have a dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: it's a secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Qn: What are you afraid to lose the most now?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: my love ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Qn: Do you believe in eternity love?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Qn: If you meet someone that you love, would you confess to him/her?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: depends on the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Qn: List out 3 good points of the person who tagged you.&lt;br /&gt;Ans: 1. she's fun- loving. 2. she's cute. 3. she's nice to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Qn: What are the requirements that you wish from your other half?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Understanding, niceeee and sense of humour maybe? ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Qn: What type of person do you hate the most?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: stuck up ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Qn: Do you cherish every single friendship of yours?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Qn: Do you believe in God?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Qn: What do you think is the most important thing in your life?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Qn: Do you find it a need for you to have a boyfriend/girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: not a need actually. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Qn: At this point of time, would you rather stay in your comfort zone or try something new?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: comfort zone. HAHA. yea. comfort zone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Qn: What kind of friend you hope to be in your friend's eyes?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: erm. loyal? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Qn: The place you want to go the most with your loved ones?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: there are sooo many. but i'll choose, gold coast (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Qn: What do i dislike about myself?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: the randomness in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Qn: One thing you love the most right now?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: drinking green tea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who've been tagged:&lt;br /&gt;1.amanda&lt;br /&gt;2.zhuang yi&lt;br /&gt;3.nury&lt;br /&gt;4.pei yi&lt;br /&gt;5.huiping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[i still think friendster suck.] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end of part 1..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-8525047444392345653?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/8525047444392345653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=8525047444392345653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/8525047444392345653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/8525047444392345653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/instructions-remove-1-question-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-4926413790220883427</id><published>2008-03-30T10:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T12:14:49.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>more photos! 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-74mqMN5FI/AAAAAAAAAOY/3AsMMDofnsc/s320/she%2Blove%2Bme%2Bthat%2Bmuch.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183353564194268242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-74YKMN48I/AAAAAAAAANQ/wPPIdVkMygk/s1600-h/candid%2B2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-74YKMN48I/AAAAAAAAANQ/wPPIdVkMygk/s320/candid%2B2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183353315086164930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-74YKMN49I/AAAAAAAAANY/gnBD7ev7q_4/s1600-h/dalam%2Bsiku.lol.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-74YKMN49I/AAAAAAAAANY/gnBD7ev7q_4/s320/dalam%2Bsiku.lol.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183353315086164946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-74YqMN4-I/AAAAAAAAANg/6GcolJfflqI/s1600-h/DSCN6802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-73-6MN43I/AAAAAAAAAMo/DzIOn1ea2hc/s320/4-0.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183352881294467954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-73_KMN44I/AAAAAAAAAMw/zanALh8wBgU/s1600-h/10%2Bout%2Bof%2B25%2Bdelta%2Bfamily.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-73_KMN44I/AAAAAAAAAMw/zanALh8wBgU/s320/10%2Bout%2Bof%2B25%2Bdelta%2Bfamily.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183352885589435266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-73_KMN45I/AAAAAAAAAM4/T4W9xHZuT6k/s1600-h/ah%2Blian%2Blaa%2Bseh.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-73_KMN45I/AAAAAAAAAM4/T4W9xHZuT6k/s320/ah%2Blian%2Blaa%2Bseh.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183352885589435282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-73_qMN46I/AAAAAAAAANA/gq5dbs8Hm5g/s1600-h/brothers%2Beating.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-73_qMN46I/AAAAAAAAANA/gq5dbs8Hm5g/s320/brothers%2Beating.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183352894179369890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-73_6MN47I/AAAAAAAAANI/8onXy60EsIo/s1600-h/candid.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-73_6MN47I/AAAAAAAAANI/8onXy60EsIo/s320/candid.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183352898474337202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahh. off to work alr. take care peeps!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-4926413790220883427?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/4926413790220883427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=4926413790220883427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/4926413790220883427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/4926413790220883427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/more-photos-gahh.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-75xKMN5LI/AAAAAAAAAPI/ayaEZuLOuRk/s72-c/spastic%2Bppl.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36108265.post-4073534888395273636</id><published>2008-03-29T22:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T12:14:51.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-5Z86MN42I/AAAAAAAAAMg/QgCqNGpzQFY/s1600-h/DSC00412.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-5Z86MN42I/AAAAAAAAAMg/QgCqNGpzQFY/s320/DSC00412.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183179124097540962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[razak, me and julitta]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-5ZYKMN4yI/AAAAAAAAAMA/I8LuRgOeVIo/s1600-h/DSC00447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-5ZYKMN4yI/AAAAAAAAAMA/I8LuRgOeVIo/s320/DSC00447.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183178492737348386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[when the race is about to end]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-5ZYaMN4zI/AAAAAAAAAMI/Vw6P2fxHMp0/s1600-h/DSC00446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-5ZYaMN4zI/AAAAAAAAAMI/Vw6P2fxHMp0/s320/DSC00446.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183178497032315698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[starting..]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-5ZYqMN40I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Erq0a9OIZMg/s1600-h/DSC00449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-5ZYqMN40I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Erq0a9OIZMg/s320/DSC00449.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183178501327283010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[the nice beef noodle. fiona xie took photograph with the shop owner!] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-5ZYqMN41I/AAAAAAAAAMY/osyyMm0JgPo/s1600-h/DSC00445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-5ZYqMN41I/AAAAAAAAAMY/osyyMm0JgPo/s320/DSC00445.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183178501327283026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[yea. the 'no swimming' sign. wtf? the water is so shallow can] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-5ZDKMN4tI/AAAAAAAAALY/f-pUX5DFPrU/s1600-h/DSC00417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-5ZDKMN4tI/AAAAAAAAALY/f-pUX5DFPrU/s320/DSC00417.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183178131960095442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[the beautiful sky on thurday (: hor amanda]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-5ZDaMN4uI/AAAAAAAAALg/o9QddhRyaho/s1600-h/DSC00427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-5ZDaMN4uI/AAAAAAAAALg/o9QddhRyaho/s320/DSC00427.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183178136255062754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[waiting for time to pass] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-5ZDqMN4vI/AAAAAAAAALo/bMejcATGlOE/s1600-h/DSC00441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-5ZDqMN4vI/AAAAAAAAALo/bMejcATGlOE/s320/DSC00441.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183178140550030066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[life's boring]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-5ZDqMN4wI/AAAAAAAAALw/JcEXOcbngPg/s1600-h/DSC00443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-5ZDqMN4wI/AAAAAAAAALw/JcEXOcbngPg/s320/DSC00443.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183178140550030082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[the beautiful image(:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-5ZEKMN4xI/AAAAAAAAAL4/aQdZTBz9Hl4/s1600-h/DSC00444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-5ZEKMN4xI/AAAAAAAAAL4/aQdZTBz9Hl4/s320/DSC00444.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183178149139964690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[me and lovelove!(:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, the long awaited delta outing was rather successful due to the fact that i did enjoy myself to the fullest. the unsuccessful part was that not many actually came. our sisterhood not full attendance also. thanks to ah lian la. work work work. whole day work. pfft. not forgetting yenlin and the other girls! (: and guys, haiyo. many didn't turn up also. so, anw, those who turned up were, aaron, kah hwee, kang ming, fabian, afiq, razak, nicol, nury, julitta and me. lol. woke up at 8am! mind you! it's so early!! kang ming called luhhs. to bring forward the time to 11am initially. but blablablabla we brought forward to 12pm. then we met aaron and kah hwee vivo. fabian was late. so the four of us went in first. yes, it's pathetic. four people going sentosa. lol. yea, and we walked walked walked, finally, found a spot and start applying lotion all over my body. lol. i applied sunblock on my face and arms. and tanning oil on my legs and back of my arms. okay, then i sat under the tree. kah hwee and aaron went into water to play ball while km lied there sun tanning. blasted songs and waited for fabian to come. he came and we played 2 games of dai dee. then, the guys played volleyball while i sat under the shade, still listening to songs. haha. following that, i received call from lovelove. and they're at sentosa alr! yay! me and fabian waited for them while the rest went into the water again. they came and after they applied the oil/lotion, we went down to the sea! stupid fabian. keep throwing sand. and the damn salty sickening water went right into my eyes and it hurt like pang sai. lol. but it got better after like 5 mins. hah. [walao. the photo is loading damn slow can.] we crapped/talked/laughed/joke/imitated people in the sea for quite sometime and realise that it's kind of drizzling. so, we packed up and went for wash up. then we saw 2 celebrities. then we walked allllllllllll the way to sentosa east toilet and we still have to wait. walao. waited for like 10 years and finally our turn. when me and nury are still inside, that fabian keep shouting, 'delta, fall in alr. faster.' like dumb sia. haha. kidding. oh well, form of entertainment i guess. hahahaah. yea, but nury and i still took our time combing our hair etc. haha. sorry la guys. girls takes up more time what. be more understanding. but julitta's different. she bathed like really 3 mins sia. haha. after that, we went to vivo luhhs. and took a group photo before aaron and kah hwee leaves. and we took, and went for dinner. km's family ps him for dinner. and walao. km, fabian, nicol and razak all went for second round can. lol. ate the beef noodles introduced by razak. lol. he must be got smitten by fiona xie. lol. anw, we finished and went back to the top part where we had our good laugh at the 'no swimming' sign. haha. yes, that's stupid. but then, it's cheap thrills lahh. then we started taking loads and loads of photos. i'm waiting for them to post so that i can just grab them. (: after which, we went arcade and played some games. lol. it was so fun lah. although i only played the 'hit-hit' game. haha. all time favourite. (: then, afiq left to meet his girl. we played a lil while more before leaving. when nury was tapping her card, she tapped the front, the back, still, the green light doesn't lights up. so, 'BANG', she banged the thingy and LOLLLL. the green light eventually lights up, julitta and i laughed like nuts. haha. oh yes, while we were cam-whoring, we laughed so much that i bet we burnt 1 kg of fats alr lo. haha. and fabian and nury is the best source of entertainment. seeing them quarrel alone will make me laugh till i go crazy. haha. when i'm feeling down, i'll call both of you out to quarrel and it'll brighten up my day! lol. and they're like scolding vulgars and those funny funny things to each other. HAHA. so cute! and we board the train and talked/laughed/crapped like nobody's business. haha. delta, delta. no discipline one. but yea, we had fun. and it's time to bid goodbye to nury, julitta, nicol and razak. yea, it's sad. but nvm. april's meeting is coming :X oh, yea. shall we go bbq for the next outing? and dec, let's organise a chalet! and laugh throughout the 3 days and 2 nights. hahaha. oh well, i'm like burning right here in front of the computer. i don't think i'm able to sleep well tonight. i'm burning now ~ i think i've got something i wanna say but i forgot alr. clean forgotten. gawd. amanda influenced me with her stm. :X&lt;br /&gt;Yessah! tml's the last day of work. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sincerely apologise to friends whom wrote me comment on friendster. i can't reply your comment currently due to i-dont-know-what-reason. heh. shall wait patiently okay? (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;my face and arms are seriously BURNING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so tired. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, there's no more baring senja ta le. have lah. but that's beginner. here's the intermediate. 'gantong senja ta'. it means, hang yourself up! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-4073534888395273636?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/4073534888395273636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=4073534888395273636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/4073534888395273636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/4073534888395273636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post_29.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-5Z86MN42I/AAAAAAAAAMg/QgCqNGpzQFY/s72-c/DSC00412.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36108265.post-2812287387496733729</id><published>2008-03-29T09:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T09:30:19.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>goodniss. i'm so hungry. i'm still pissed. why can't i watch a show in peace? hang here hang there. fuck. okay, i'm going to my grandma hse b4 rushing over to meet those peeeeeps. &lt;br /&gt;i'm still hungry. the world sucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;hope i'll get so burnt till no one recognises me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-2812287387496733729?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/2812287387496733729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=2812287387496733729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/2812287387496733729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/2812287387496733729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/goodniss.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-7976391650195954354</id><published>2008-03-28T23:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T00:05:23.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I'M SO FUCKING PISSED! GAHH!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-7976391650195954354?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/7976391650195954354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=7976391650195954354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/7976391650195954354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/7976391650195954354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-so-fucking-pissed-gahh.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-6718379748615493469</id><published>2008-03-28T20:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T12:14:52.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sentosa tomorrow! (: hope it doesn't rain! it will be a sunny day.. &lt;br /&gt;i need to exercise. but i just can't find the damn motivation to.&lt;br /&gt;so many people from the 73rd cibtc ppl are in temasek poly. i just got to know that rahimi is in temasek also. lol. the world is like small can. hah. wahh. it's a blessing that i won't have to go to hq that often in the near future. or esle, i'll die. cos my sch is in the east while hq is in the west. that's like far can. haha. i can't wait to get my poly ez link card. i so wanna buy the bus concession. but if i've the concession, i'll grow even fatter. cos i wont want to walk to save money. hahaha. whatever it is, i'm just so bored. oh yes, i din talk about what i did yesterday. haha. yea, amanda and i lied on the bed and talked for like an hour plus after dinner. we can talk about everything under the sky. lol. and i almost fell off the bed for hell sake. that ladder lahh. hooked my ankle. nehneh. ohhhhh. we planned to get a 4room flat and move out with her father's help. LOL. was just planning lah. of course i hope that it will come true. then we can have party as often as we want. we can invite everyone to our house. lol. if can, i won't mind condo! then we can go swimming everynight. (: &lt;br /&gt;should i cut my hair? hmmmm. &lt;br /&gt;sianed x infinity lah. &lt;br /&gt;slept at 2.30am yesterday. gahhh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired tired. i'm feeling ever so bored. there will be loads to post tml. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-ztSKMN4rI/AAAAAAAAALI/ZNwDG_4tQkE/s1600-h/mcfly23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-ztSKMN4rI/AAAAAAAAALI/ZNwDG_4tQkE/s320/mcfly23.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182778167425622706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-ztSaMN4sI/AAAAAAAAALQ/rZ5oZdIrzBw/s1600-h/dougie1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-ztSaMN4sI/AAAAAAAAALQ/rZ5oZdIrzBw/s320/dougie1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182778171720590018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mcfly rules. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[sorry's not good enough]&lt;br /&gt;Good, good, good, good enough.&lt;br /&gt;Good, good, good enough.&lt;br /&gt;Good, good, good enough.&lt;br /&gt;Good, good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop, I can't stop loving you.&lt;br /&gt;You're a dreamer and dreaming's what you do,&lt;br /&gt;I won't start believing that this is the end, there must be another way.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I couldn't handle the thought of you going away, woah yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry's not good enough, why are we breaking up?&lt;br /&gt;Cause I didn't treat you rough so please don't go changing.&lt;br /&gt;What was I thinking of?&lt;br /&gt;You said you're out of love, baby don't call this off because sorry's not good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't stop, all those things you do.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a believer and that's what gets you through,&lt;br /&gt;I can't fight this feeling that this is the end,&lt;br /&gt;We're in the thick of it, where will this ever end? Woah, woah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry's not good enough, why are we breaking up?&lt;br /&gt;Cause I didn't treat you rough so please don't go changing.&lt;br /&gt;What was I thinking of?&lt;br /&gt;[Sorry's Not Good Enough lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said you're out of love, baby don't call this off because sorry's not good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you said you'd never leave me here, be there to hold and please me.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry's just not good enough for you,&lt;br /&gt;But everybody makes mistakes and that's just what we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good, good, good, good enough.&lt;br /&gt;Good, good, good enough.&lt;br /&gt;Good, good, good enough.&lt;br /&gt;Good, good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't go changing, [X8]&lt;br /&gt;Don't go changing (sorry's not good enough),&lt;br /&gt;Don't go changing (sorry's not good enough),&lt;br /&gt;Don't go changing (sorry's not good enough),&lt;br /&gt;Don't go changing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry's not good enough, why are we breaking up?&lt;br /&gt;Cause I didn't treat you rough so please don't go changing.&lt;br /&gt;What was I thinking of?&lt;br /&gt;You said you're out of love, baby don't call this off because sorry's not good enough.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry's not good enough.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry's not good enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[updated] &lt;br /&gt;"&lt;b&gt;The Martian and Venusian languages had the same words, but the way they were used gave different meanings.&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess this is why there are little fights in every relationship. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couple fights. couple lies. and there's nothing in the world called forever. (: you may say i've finally woke up. but still, there are still times when i'm still indulge in my own dreams. how i wish that book is a story. it would be much more eye catching. well, i need someone's ez link card to be able to borrow the book i really want to read. it's like since last year can. i still can remember clearly. it was around prelim. haha. but i didn't borrow it in the end for i'm sure there's no time for me to read it. i miss those studying times. lol. which is longed gone. pfft. memories plays a real big part of my life. those that will never ever be erased. no matter what happens. they'll remain. and what amanda said yesterday set me thinking for a couple of minutes. 10 years down the road, will we still be in contact? i'll say yes. for we've been so close ever since sec 1. lol. and we're going to stay together [if possible] right? hahaha. time flies theoretically. but in practical, it crawls. &lt;br /&gt;fuck friendster lah. dont know wtf is wrong. or is this lousy computer of mine. sucker. i need my laptop! GAHHH. &lt;br /&gt;oh yes, from my next billing cycle onwards, i'll get a hell loads of 2000 free smses per month and it's like LOVE! &lt;3 i love starhub. (: yeah, expect the unexpected. despite regretting signing up for this line that i'm using, things changes for the better! yea, i hope negative things will gradually change into positive stuffs. (: in every way i hope. &lt;br /&gt;kind of feeling damn shitty today. or rather, now. aiya, whatever lah. &lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's a new day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-6718379748615493469?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/6718379748615493469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=6718379748615493469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/6718379748615493469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/6718379748615493469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/sentosa-tomorrow-hope-it-doesnt-rain-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-ztSKMN4rI/AAAAAAAAALI/ZNwDG_4tQkE/s72-c/mcfly23.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36108265.post-6482283502272596330</id><published>2008-03-28T00:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T00:01:22.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm so crazy over mcfly. thanks amanda. for giving me the idea of printing all their photos out and sticking it all over the place. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-6482283502272596330?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/6482283502272596330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=6482283502272596330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/6482283502272596330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/6482283502272596330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-so-crazy-over-mcfly.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-6303380476214113397</id><published>2008-03-27T23:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T23:42:17.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yes amanda, the storybook is damn boring. i just glance through those pages with the meaningful phrases. haha. thought it's damn nice or something. and i wanna read 'the truth about forever'. but i can't borrow anymore books. pfft. see how sway i'm. lol. oh me god. i'm going to sleep late again. i think the challenge reached last episode alr. phone's charging. lalala. walao. so random. pfft. &lt;br /&gt;x family is really interesting can. although it's like damn lame. but. woah. sense of humor damn tok gong.&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, sorry yong siong, can't go with you. heh. next time okay (: &lt;br /&gt;this keyboard is so noisy.&lt;br /&gt;sian.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like dying. pfft.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-6303380476214113397?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/6303380476214113397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=6303380476214113397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/6303380476214113397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/6303380476214113397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/yes-amanda-storybook-is-damn-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-4771790289154884549</id><published>2008-03-27T12:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T15:35:03.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm feeling ever so depressed. fcuk man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, anw, ytd accompanied amanda for her hair cut. she's indeed a singaporean sia. haha. the last time we went for the haircut, the hairdresser didn't straighten her hair and she complained. this time round, lol, the person straightened her hair and she complained. Haha. fussy huh. :X and i don't prey on small kids okay! haha. i'm so innocent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going over to amanda's house later. waiting for my brother to come out from the toilet. haha. sianed. life sucks. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[updated]&lt;br /&gt;i'm now at her house :D but she's watching criminal minds don't know what thingy and i'm watching xfamily in youtube. haha. yes, finally can get to read mars vs venus. hope i remember to take from her(: &lt;br /&gt;i'm dead bored. pfft. kill myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[updated] &lt;br /&gt;i seriously think that i'm damn sway, the stupid realplayer at home keep hanging. youtube here can't load. nehnehpok lah. grr. what to do. pfft. in anyway, it's fate. lol. see lah. i can't even find song lyrics in the web. sucker. things just don't go the way i want it to be. haha. life's indeed cruel. hope it just get better as time goes bah. cheer up! (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pai seh-ed myself last night. cos all the while, i've been thinking that boss is another person. like wth la. how dumb can i get. lol. only nury understands. heh. our secret eh. heh. oh yea, two more days to saturday, which is our sentosa trip! (: i gave up 50 bucks for that trip okayy! see how much i sacrificed. lol. hope it won't rain that day! then i'll turn darker for i've bleached so much since last time till now. oh me god. amanda's house is so dark. haha. random random. i miss secondary school life again! i miss talking to chloe, crapping throughout maths lesson with her. haha. like our conversation ytd was as dumb as ever. lol. english speaking grandma. with damn chim english. and chloe, did you carry your electronic dictionary to bed last night? did you manage to understand what her mother-in-law is talking about? heh. we're so evil. yea, the good times we shared. during chinese lessons, pearly's lesson etcetc. parades. recesses. everything is just so wonderful. well, things changes as time passes. nothing will remain unchanged. shucks. i'm so not looking forward to school reopen. maybe the orientation camp bah. but it's like, no longer in my comfort zone, beatty sec. it's temasek poly instead. with all the new faces and people i'll be getting to know, all of the things are going to be different. we no longer can crap in classes. no longer this and that. see, memories are precious. lol. life still goes on despite the fact that i don't want it to. hah. every little things that are happening at this very second is gonna change anyone's life. haha. oh well, enough of those useless craps. haha. &lt;br /&gt;i wanna die like how hiro dies. [those whom watched sky of love will know who on earth he is] he died when he last sees his love's smile. he had his love accompanying him all the while before his death. he lived a life without regret. although he contracted cancer, he stills leaves in peace. yea. i wanna leave in peace. lol. maybe the day i'm gone, no one will even realise. hah. no. it won't be that pathetic. lol. i think i'm just thinking too much already. nehneh. this is getting so emo. pfft. it must be the weather that caused me to think like this. yes, i heard thunder. oh, did i ever mentioned that when it rains, it used to represent good things gonna happen to me? haha. i bet i did. yea, but now, it's all different. my luck has gone. maybe some people might understand cos i've told them. lol. mostly wont lah. lol. too bad. it's nothing nice to know about. sucker. i hate my life. 5 months of rotting. see how much mould i've collated. ah. whatever. oh hell. i need more sms! talk about more sms. shucks. the starhub has a promotion of 2000 sms. and my plan is like new can. walan. why offers always come out after i signed my line sia. seeeee la. life's so cruel. 2000 sms leh. but doubt i'll be able to upgrade it in any case lah. pfft. it' raining already. i think i'll slip and fall to death later. hah. i need new non-slippery slipper lah. kukubird. and why on earth didn't we get the e- learning programme last year? the sec 2s and 3s went for camp and there we are, stuck in the school for no reason. lol. and the whole damn school is just so empty. it's good la. no need to snatch seats with those kiddos during recess. hah. aww. this post is getting so lengthy. okay, i shall continue tonight. haha. i love blogging! it shares my thoughts with me &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;okay, off i go. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-4771790289154884549?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/4771790289154884549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=4771790289154884549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/4771790289154884549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/4771790289154884549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-feeling-ever-so-depressed_27.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-5344106254701334899</id><published>2008-03-25T19:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T12:14:52.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-j3zaMN4oI/AAAAAAAAAKw/j5cDTWknGOA/s1600-h/DSC00414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-j3zaMN4oI/AAAAAAAAAKw/j5cDTWknGOA/s320/DSC00414.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181663833865708162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-j3zaMN4pI/AAAAAAAAAK4/rsbkWUgPhZ0/s1600-h/DSC00415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-j3zaMN4pI/AAAAAAAAAK4/rsbkWUgPhZ0/s320/DSC00415.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181663833865708178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-j3zqMN4qI/AAAAAAAAALA/jP54XBYvuxg/s1600-h/DSC00416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-j3zqMN4qI/AAAAAAAAALA/jP54XBYvuxg/s320/DSC00416.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181663838160675490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[see the words? beautiful breast? wtf.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-j3bqMN4nI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Lgm-Fu-QnJk/s1600-h/DSC00413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-j3bqMN4nI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Lgm-Fu-QnJk/s320/DSC00413.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181663425843815026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[we look like housefly don't we?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;carlsberg tasted so yucky. i merely drank two mouthful and got so disgusted by it. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i went out with lovelove today! yeah, i enjoyed the whole meeeeeeting. XD although all we did was just hang around amk. we sat at the mac for like 2 fat hours. we talked, crapped and all. so interesting:D we shared our stories. her's much more interesting than mine. heh. we walked around, talked and got cheap thrills. ermerm. and when i'm sending her off to the mrt, lol. we stood there and talked for around an hour before leaving. she told me all her school's ghost stories and damn, they sounded damn eerie. pfft. lucky im not in unity sec. hah. oh yeah nury, don't let people know my current excitement reason okay! :D so wanna meet you on saturday and talk till our throat hurts. we buy 1.5L water. if not, seawater too salty. okay, i'm getting crappy. haha. hmmm. let's drink somemore carlsberg! :D &lt;br /&gt;ewww. i drank 3 mouthful this time round. it was better than my first attempt. hah. well, i just swallowed and stop breathing as soon as the drink touches my tongue. so i can't really taste. hohoho. seee, side tracked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going out with laokong tml. havent been seeing you for long alr. hah. eh. when am i going to your house for the wine treat? lol. prepare 10 buckets in case i need to vomit. haha. keep long hair luhhhhs. oh yes, let's go for a hunt down for my hand lotion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, finally gonna treat hisyam his long awaited bdae treat. but too bad, he's not free on friday. hahahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmmmm. i'm practically rotting on thursday and friday. awwww. i need someone's help to clean off the mould on me. pfft.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-5344106254701334899?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/5344106254701334899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=5344106254701334899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/5344106254701334899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/5344106254701334899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/carlsberg-tasted-so-yucky.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-j3zaMN4oI/AAAAAAAAAKw/j5cDTWknGOA/s72-c/DSC00414.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36108265.post-4638487566906335251</id><published>2008-03-25T00:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T00:29:32.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Put your music player on shuffle. Press forward for each question. Use the song title as the answer to the question even if they don't make sense. You'll be surprised though.. NO CHEATING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you feeling today?&lt;br /&gt;It's too late to apologise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you get far in life?&lt;br /&gt;Silence is a scary sound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do your friends see you?&lt;br /&gt;Sorry's not good enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you get married?&lt;br /&gt;Suf medley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your best friend's theme song?&lt;br /&gt;Hua xiang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the story of your life?&lt;br /&gt;Bu xiang dong de&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was high school like?&lt;br /&gt;Bu neng shuo de mi mi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you get ahead in life?&lt;br /&gt;Jing tian ni yao jia gei wo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the best thing about your friends?&lt;br /&gt;All about you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is today going to be like?&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is in store for this weekend?&lt;br /&gt;Harder to breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What song describes you?&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To describe your grandparents?&lt;br /&gt;I'll be okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is your life going?&lt;br /&gt;I've got you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What song will they play at your funeral?&lt;br /&gt;Sorry's not good enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does the world see you?&lt;br /&gt;Never say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you have a happy life?&lt;br /&gt;Superman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do your friends really think of you?&lt;br /&gt;That girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do people secretly lust after you?&lt;br /&gt;The heart never lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I make myself happy?&lt;br /&gt;Too close to comfort&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should you do with your life?&lt;br /&gt;Transylvania&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you ever have children?&lt;br /&gt;Umbrella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[this looked damn crappy. lol.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what? i'm meeting nury tomorrow! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-4638487566906335251?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/4638487566906335251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=4638487566906335251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/4638487566906335251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/4638487566906335251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/put-your-music-player-on-shuffle.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-2711935139167092340</id><published>2008-03-24T22:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T23:03:24.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Saw an old couple when i'm on my way home from work. They were in front of me when i notice them. The old man walked slightly faster than the old lady and when he realised that he's actually of quite a distance from the old lady, he turned back and offered his hand to hold that old lady. Gawd. This is damn sweet. This is the way couple should be behaving. Loving till old. The divorce rate in Singapore is shooting up like rocket. Yes, it's difficult to find someone you truly love. But it's all excuse. I learnt something from the newspaper. Although it's not for me right now, but i think we should actually practice this in order to make relationship goes well.&lt;br /&gt;"Success in a marriage is not so much trying to find the 'right' life partner but being the 'right' partner. So if both spouses strive to be the 'right' partner, finding the 'right' partner becomes less of a challenge." And why does people spend so much on wedding when it's just for a day? "Marriage lasts a lifetime whereas a wedding lasts only a day." So true isn't it? Heh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The section on 'How to have a happy marriage' really caught my attention. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;-Please each other&lt;br /&gt;"Stick with the main principle and attitude that 'I want to please you and you want to please me.' The trouble starts when your attitude is that you just want to please yourself."&lt;br /&gt;-Value your partner, and show it&lt;br /&gt;"Do things that make your partner feel loved and valued, even if you feel silly doing them."&lt;br /&gt;-Acknowledge individual and gender differences&lt;br /&gt;"Conflict doesn't have to be bad; it can be a good platform for understanding each other's views. Women usually pay more attention to their emotions, and men operate more on a logical mode. The men try to problem- solve, but if woman don't resolve their emotions first, they can't go into problem- solving mode. The husband can help by acknowledging the wife's feelings before offering solutions. The wife can remind the husband how to do things differently to help her better."&lt;br /&gt;-Be flexible&lt;br /&gt;From eating more vegetables to hanging up your clothes a particular way, learn to change in the areas that do not compromise your basic life values.&lt;br /&gt;-Be kind&lt;br /&gt;`Forgive and forget.&lt;br /&gt;`Never put each other down.&lt;br /&gt;`Speak well of each other's family.&lt;br /&gt;[extracted from newpaper] :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came to realise, getting married is not as easy as i thought it was. Like you have to juggle well between your work and family life. It's not easy. Nevertheless, i still wanna live that kind of blissful life. The days whereby the last person you see before you sleep and the first person you see when you wake up is the love of your life, it's so fortunate! XD Fine, enough of my daydreaming. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my throat hurts like fcuk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, i took 4 different number buses to and fro Tp. Lol. 59,69,23,13. Hah. Then, home sweeeet home. :D And i watched xfamily till epi 40 alr. Few more to go and i'll go back to let those mould grow. And yes, i think i'm getting fatter. Damn. Have been eating alot these days. Pfft. Kill me man. Can someone please tell me that the world is going to end? Life sucks. Oh yes, like what mr sin said, life is cruel. Hahhh. I suddenly miss the life of secondary four. Yes, i've said it like umpteen times but yea, whenever i by pass beatty, this feeling will arise. Shucks. I think i'm just school sick or something. But i miss teachers! Mr Amos Goh, MS PEARLY LIM! etcetc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NURY! STRIKE BACK! I SUPPORT YOU! *holding pongpong and dance around* JIAYOU! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i wanna watch my xfamily already. &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;ROTTING AGAIN TOMORROW. MOURN FOR ME. I'll be dead when i'm covered with mould. Hurrays! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-2711935139167092340?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/2711935139167092340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=2711935139167092340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/2711935139167092340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/2711935139167092340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/saw-old-couple-when-im-on-my-way-home.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-4629206803423695901</id><published>2008-03-23T21:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T21:51:18.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm feeling ever so depressed. But when i opened the fridge, my mood totally changed. 'Cause i saw GREEN TEA! XD &lt;br /&gt;I predict i'm getting a bad bad sore throat real soon. Sheesh, i'm going down TP tml AGAIN. Kill me man. pfft.&lt;br /&gt;Keep DC-ing. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-4629206803423695901?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/4629206803423695901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=4629206803423695901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/4629206803423695901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/4629206803423695901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-feeling-ever-so-depressed.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-6053480874003449107</id><published>2008-03-22T20:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T12:14:53.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-UG-KMN4iI/AAAAAAAAAKA/jDYyYWNWCzY/s1600-h/IMG_0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-UG-KMN4iI/AAAAAAAAAKA/jDYyYWNWCzY/s320/IMG_0022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180554611316875810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I hope that when i'm looking at the moon, you're looking at it too. Then, we'll be looking at the same moon. And it'll mean that we're thinking of each other. :)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-UG-KMN4jI/AAAAAAAAAKI/ksgcdzse5zU/s1600-h/DSC00405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-UG-KMN4jI/AAAAAAAAAKI/ksgcdzse5zU/s320/DSC00405.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180554611316875826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Who on earth wears shades to BBQ? Gile siol syam.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-UG-aMN4kI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/zls_9SVWSBw/s1600-h/DSC00407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-UG-aMN4kI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/zls_9SVWSBw/s320/DSC00407.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180554615611843138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Thats me and my dearest wifey, yen choo.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-UG-aMN4lI/AAAAAAAAAKY/6yYlRARTfCw/s1600-h/DSC00406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-UG-aMN4lI/AAAAAAAAAKY/6yYlRARTfCw/s320/DSC00406.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180554615611843154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-UG-qMN4mI/AAAAAAAAAKg/pF9gWAbJTQE/s1600-h/DSC00409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-UG-qMN4mI/AAAAAAAAAKg/pF9gWAbJTQE/s320/DSC00409.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180554619906810466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-T9OKMN4gI/AAAAAAAAAJw/x0XFkD0XAec/s1600-h/cccomp1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-T9OKMN4gI/AAAAAAAAAJw/x0XFkD0XAec/s320/cccomp1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180543891078504962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-T9OqMN4hI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/PsKxwjLzOhA/s1600-h/cccomp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-T9OqMN4hI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/PsKxwjLzOhA/s320/cccomp.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180543899668439570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the photos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go tan, i wanna have more piercing. Pfft. There's so many things i want. Gahh! And i've just received Hazimah's message. She's holding onto my Best ATC Camper award. Gosh. Can't wait to get it from her. Heh. I paid a high price for it yo. Must really treasure it. Haha! Oh well, i think i'm sleeping early tonight. But i'm not tired at all. Well, who cares!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NURY! CHEEEEEEEEEEEEER UP OKAY! (: I love you! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i just swallowed the aluminium foil accidentally. haha. OMG. My mom allow me to drink carlsberg tml! (: Cos she ate durian. So i cant drink today. No link though. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-6053480874003449107?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/6053480874003449107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=6053480874003449107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/6053480874003449107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/6053480874003449107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/here-are-photos.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ib6lWMAiK7g/R-UG-KMN4iI/AAAAAAAAAKA/jDYyYWNWCzY/s72-c/IMG_0022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36108265.post-3358002784998014348</id><published>2008-03-22T15:53:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T17:56:43.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went bbq yesterday and got totally stuck in Pasir ris. We played dai ti, black jack etc. Then, guess what i saw? FIRE FLY! In singapore somemore. The highlight is that, the light is LIMEGREEN. Shucks. Such a pretty firefly. And yen choo, syam and i stared at the clouds for like i- don't- know- how- long. But it's fun lah. I mean those funny shapes it changed to etc. I CAN CYCLE! With my laopo somemore. &lt;3 Ahh. This is then the highlight. Lol. Basically, we missed all the last bus that can bring us home. Hah. Results of being playful and thanks to the photographer(s) whom attempted to take the photos. We've got totally no idea what they're doing. Haha. We took like 10 mins or lesser to take just a few photos. Well, those in my phone i'll update later and Yen Choo, i'll send you when i meet you. Which is like, on my next parade. Hah. Oh, back to the buses. We ran after 2 buses. First was 403, we did not think of boarding it until Dzul and Siwei shouted at us. Lol. 'Cause Yen Choo and i were talking happily about Sky Of Love while Abu just listens. Oh anw, the movie is awesome and Hiro, he's damn horny. Anw, ya, we ran after the bus. And when we reached interchange, we were discussing whether to take bus or train without knowing the fact that our train/bus had already left. 'Cause the last bus for 88 is 2330, and the time then was 2355. So, great job done. Not only the bus left without us. The train too. Lol. So, it left 6 people panicking. Erm, forgot to mention, tarmizi's friend came. Oh well, we were asking the bus drivers for stupid request whether they can operate another bus just for us. Haha. And it got us no where lah. But anw, very very big thanks to Yen Choo's father for driving all the way there and fetch us back. Heh. So, i reached home like 1 plus. Bathed and dried my hair. Lied on the bed and damn. I can't get to sleep. It's just so uncomfortable. So, i dint get to even catch a wink. Hah. And when i'm stuck in Pasir ris, ming liang smsed me to ask me follow him to the campcraft comp. And, i told him, IF i'm able to get home, i'll go. Haha. That explains why i went though. He told me he needed companion. In the end, i ended up chatting with elton, nury and jia hao while ming liang went MIA. pfffft. And i met my lovelove Nury. Saw Eng Khye, his look- alike [quan yi], chun ying, jannah, farah, farhanah, yan tong, jason teo and hui ping. I got to know a new friend! (: Jia hao. Hah. Nury, him and their WATERMELON! Lol. [jiayoujiayou/omchichiomchi!] Rofl. Okay, enough of side tracking. Moral of the story, i din sleep for the whole of yesterday and i got up like early in the morning and went to school for the cc comp. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL DONE GIRLS! (: YOU'VE DONE BEATTY PROUD BY COMPLETING EVERYTHING IN 11MINS. GOOD JOB! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, afterwhich, yea, enjoyable. Listened to Ming liang and his NS stories. Phew! [wipe sweat on my forehead] I'm so glad that i'm female. Why did i say so? 'Cause, i don't have to sleep with my rifle! Or rather, dismentled rifle. HAHA. And i don't have to shit in that kind of whatever you call that places where it's full of other people's shit and sometimes, there're even maggots on the shit. LOL. No, i din observe it. Ming liang did. HAHA. Ewww. It's like, totally YUCKS. HE GOT INTO OCS! SHOOSH. All the best alright? Don't come out becoming another guy with loose screws. Hope you can tahan through aaaalllllll the obstacles! (: Congrats though, for getting the third best trainee! Expected lah. So enthu. There are people whom are in OCS went nuts. In the middle of the night, they got up and went to the field and do a few pumping and just sleep on the field and being OOC-ed. And there's another one whom wanted so much to OOC and he broke his finger purposely while using some unknown machine. LOL. omg. yes, it sounded damn freaky. And there's this guy whom brought ba kua into tekong, he placed the ba kua inside his cupboard and locked it. In the middle of the night, the cupboard just shook by its own. For it's forbidden to bring pork into tekong as it used to be a malay kampong. Hair standing experience siol. Oh yea, till now then i realised, if you do well for the napfa in NS, at least a pass or silver, you can actually get 2 months off. I mean, passing out 2 months earlier. Hah. That's like COOOOOOL. Hah. It's tough in NS. OCS people neeeeeeeed to run 5km in 2.4 speed. If you can't make it, holy. Redo! &gt;.&lt; Criteria of commandos sounds as if they're going to die anytime. Hah. So, friends, DON'T EVER BE COMMANDO. Unless you're chosen, you're damn sway. But if you're the only son in the family or only child, you won't have to accept the 'invitation' to become commando. Haha. Aiya. Summary. I'm so happy to be born a girl. 3 Cheers to my parents! (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Easter celebration in CHC was awesome. I'm totally impressed by their drama. It's like so real and everything. Woah. Dint regret going luhhs. And what the Senior pastor said really caught my attention. It touches my heart i suppose. 'Cause i actually teared when he says that. Well, what i learnt was, don't feel the shame in you. As it'll only brings negative impact in your life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, i'm shitilly going to work tomorrow and it sucks TOTALLY. I hate working life. Especially work that is dead boring. Ooh. I think i'm having a second thoughts of taking degree even if i'm able to make it. It sounded so damn tough. Pfft. Ruo hui is like taking double major. Salute you. Hah. Maybe i should take up another dip aft i got my BIT's. And BIT is still a total wrong choice. Hah. But i'll just do my best in everything lahh. Although i'm kind of digging my own grave for i totally hated IT stuffs like right down to the core. Foof. It's going to rain damn bloody heavily. And oh, i neeeed a new pair slipper! Anyone need to buy slipper? We can go together! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i'm going to my grandma house already! Toodles for now. (: CHEERS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it rained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[updated]&lt;br /&gt;i found this on shang ming's blog and found it quite interesting. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny Jokes from Ang Mei Hoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady               : Is this my train?&lt;br /&gt;Station Master : No, it belongs to the Railway Company.&lt;br /&gt;Lady               : Don't try to be funny. I mean to ask if I can take this train to New Delhi .&lt;br /&gt;Station Master : No Madam, I'm afraid it's too heavy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                               ~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A drunkard was brought to court.&lt;br /&gt;Just before the trial there was a commotion in the gallery.&lt;br /&gt;The judge pounded the gravel on his table and shouted, 'Order, order.'&lt;br /&gt;The drunkard immediately responded, 'Thank you, your honor, I'll have a scotch and soda.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                 ~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer   :  Waiter, do you serve crabs?&lt;br /&gt;Waiter       :  Please sit down sir, we serve everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                               ~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer  :  Waiter, is this a lamb chop or pork chop?&lt;br /&gt;Waiter      :  Can't you tell the difference by taste?&lt;br /&gt;Customer  :  No, I can't.&lt;br /&gt;Waiter      :  Then does it really matter ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                ~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Susie came running into the house after school one day,shouting,&lt;br /&gt;                     'Daddy!  Daddy!  I got a 100 in school today!' &lt;br /&gt;                     'That's great, Sweetheart,' said her daddy.&lt;br /&gt;                     'Come in to the living room and tell me about it.'&lt;br /&gt;'Well,'  began the confession, 'I got 50 in spelling, 30 in math's and 20 in science.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                   ~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer  :  Waiter, there's a dead beetle in my soup.&lt;br /&gt;Waiter      :  Yes sir, they are not very good swimmers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                   ~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer  :  Waiter, there's a fly in my soup.&lt;br /&gt;Waiter      :  That's all right sir, he won't drink much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                  ~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiter      : I've stewed liver, boiled tongue and frog's leg.&lt;br /&gt;Customer  : Don't tell me your problems. Give the menu card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                               ~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer  :  Waiter, there's a fly swimming in my soup.&lt;br /&gt;Waiter      : So what do you expect me to do, call a lifeguard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[updated againnn] &lt;br /&gt;US people actually came across my blog. Lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-3358002784998014348?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/3358002784998014348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=3358002784998014348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/3358002784998014348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/3358002784998014348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/went-bbq-yesterday-and-got-totally.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-5475036181948896108</id><published>2008-03-20T22:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T22:18:03.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Love Quotes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life without love is like a tree without blossoms or fruit.&lt;br /&gt;Tolerance and celebration of individual differences is the fire that fuels lasting love.&lt;br /&gt;Don't hold to anger, hurt or pain. They steal your energy and keep you from love.&lt;br /&gt;Love does not consist in gazing at each other, but in looking together in the same direction.&lt;br /&gt;The love we give away is the only love we keep.&lt;br /&gt;The way to love anything is to realise that it might be lost.&lt;br /&gt;When men and women are able to respect and accept their differences, then love has a chance to blossom.&lt;br /&gt;Only when we give joyfully, without hesitation or thought of gain, can we truly know what love means.&lt;br /&gt;Love is not getting, but giving.&lt;br /&gt;Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength; loving someone deeply gives you courage.&lt;br /&gt;If you love somebody, let them fo, for if they return, they were always yours. And if they don't, they never were.&lt;br /&gt;Don't brood. Get on with living and loving. You don't have forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are like SO true. Hah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-5475036181948896108?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/5475036181948896108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=5475036181948896108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/5475036181948896108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/5475036181948896108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/love-quotes.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-6139452683745405533</id><published>2008-03-20T19:35:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T14:53:09.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The guy acting as Michael in the movie, Princess Diaries is goddamn HOT! Lol. He reminds me of Dougie/Danny. HAHAHAH. Waiting for every minute to pass is damn sucky in life. This truly SUCKED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be okay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when everything is going wrong&lt;br /&gt;and things are just a little strange&lt;br /&gt;it's been so long now&lt;br /&gt;you've forgotten how to smile&lt;br /&gt;and over head the skys are clear but it still seems to rain on you&lt;br /&gt;and your only friends all have better things to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you're down and lost&lt;br /&gt;and you need a helping hand&lt;br /&gt;when you're down and lost along the way&lt;br /&gt;oh just tell yourself&lt;br /&gt;I'll, I'll be okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now things are only getting worse&lt;br /&gt;and you need someone to take the blame&lt;br /&gt;when the love has gone&lt;br /&gt;there's no one to share the pain&lt;br /&gt;been sleepin with the tv on&lt;br /&gt;and lying in an empty bed&lt;br /&gt;all the alcohol in the world would never help me to begin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you're down and lost&lt;br /&gt;and you need a helping hand&lt;br /&gt;when you're down and lost along the way&lt;br /&gt;just try a little harder, try your best to make it through the day&lt;br /&gt;oh just tell yourself,&lt;br /&gt;I'll, I'll be okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're not alone&lt;br /&gt;you're not alone&lt;br /&gt;you're not alone&lt;br /&gt;you're not alone&lt;br /&gt;you're not alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just tell yourself...&lt;br /&gt;I'll, I'll be okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh just tell yourself&lt;br /&gt;I'll, I'll be okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;won't you tell yourself&lt;br /&gt;I'll, I'll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you're down and lost&lt;br /&gt;and you need a helping hand&lt;br /&gt;when you're down and lost along the way&lt;br /&gt;try a little harder try your best to make it through the day&lt;br /&gt;oh just tell yourself,&lt;br /&gt;I'll, I'll be okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll, I'll be okay&lt;br /&gt;I'll, I'll be okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/POWOUTvsa8Y&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/POWOUTvsa8Y&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[THIS IS WHOA!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CirhcoLQ0I4&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CirhcoLQ0I4&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XkvVA7pwhZs&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XkvVA7pwhZs&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[lol. damn. this is CUTE.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-uTH9FyscSs&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-uTH9FyscSs&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[dougieee again. loves.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; i wanna know a guy as hot as dougie &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/adf3Y6lXw5s&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/adf3Y6lXw5s&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[this is damn funny]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xTu-BhMruwo&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xTu-BhMruwo&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[barbie girl]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-6139452683745405533?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/6139452683745405533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=6139452683745405533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/6139452683745405533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/6139452683745405533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/guy-acting-as-michael-in-movie-princess_20.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-5978499450388589881</id><published>2008-03-20T01:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T01:01:42.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i need sleeping pills, badly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-5978499450388589881?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/5978499450388589881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=5978499450388589881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/5978499450388589881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/5978499450388589881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-need-sleeping-pills-badly.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-5157397453882849469</id><published>2008-03-20T00:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T00:36:06.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh gawd. I'm small. Haha. I wanna become smaller! It shall be my goal in life now(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;cheap thrills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-5157397453882849469?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/5157397453882849469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=5157397453882849469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/5157397453882849469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/5157397453882849469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/oh-gawd.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-1362555403195078916</id><published>2008-03-19T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T23:24:49.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>生老病死。 Yes, these four words might be just a saying that those old people had been passing down and means nothing to you. But, to me, the last word is very sensitive. I hate receiving the news of death. So, far, i've only received 3 deaths of all the people i know. Nope, i don't wanna bring them up. But, alas, i do remember them deep down in my heart. I know more will come. And i'll have to accept them for i'm no one to change the fate anyone will get. I know i can't just smile and let the thing pass. No, i can't. I'll just break down, totally. Treasure everyone around you before it's too late. It will be too late if you lose it. By then, regret will surface. And by the time, it'll be of no use. Yes, i love my family. But i just don't show it out. Perhaps i'll change. Oh well, i pray hard that all people around me will live on with good health happily ever after. I believe it's just all her illusions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fabian, if you ever happen to read this post, don't dwell on it too much okay? He'll be fine. Results tml will be good news. Okay? Cheer up horr. SMILE! &lt;br /&gt;And thanks to your dad. FOC trip down to TP and get everything done by just in an hour. Xie la! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i might be rotting tml again. Friday, wondering whether to go for the bbq or not. Oh well, i don't wanna think of anything today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good night sleep everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-1362555403195078916?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/1362555403195078916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=1362555403195078916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/1362555403195078916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/1362555403195078916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/yes-these-four-words-might-be-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-5025299385247464752</id><published>2008-03-19T13:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T13:50:45.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The construction is on. But i've got no bomb to throw. Count themselves lucky. &lt;br /&gt;I feel so lazy. Don't feel like dragging myself down to Temasek Poly leh. Damn sian. Well, guessed i've to. Pfft. I'm glued to the television alr. And it's going to rain. Grrr. Okay, i've made up my mind. I'll go. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, Fabian, cheer up alright? (: He's gonna be fineeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-5025299385247464752?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/5025299385247464752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=5025299385247464752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/5025299385247464752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/5025299385247464752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/construction-is-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-4754592162657910719</id><published>2008-03-18T23:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T00:02:58.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I miss the kota tinggi trip. Ms fauziah, can we have it again? (: For the same old people? :D Seriously. I miss my squad, badly. The times we crapped and laughed together. It's gonna be lifetime memories. I miss everyone badly. Especially those whom are already not in contact with us. Oh well, hope that we still hold the memories we shared till 10 years down the road and we'll have our outing with our beloved Ms Fauziah! lol. I seems to be thinking too much. haha. Okay, this is getting emo. Nahh. Should not be. Oh well, 3rd attempt failed:( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSST. I HOPE THERE WON'T BE THE DAMN CONSTRUCTION TAKING PLACE TML MORNING. OR ELSE, I'LL THROW BOMB DOWN AND DESTROY YOUR WORK! HAHAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-4754592162657910719?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/4754592162657910719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=4754592162657910719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/4754592162657910719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/4754592162657910719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-miss-kota-tinggi-trip.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-1170111093204368358</id><published>2008-03-18T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T22:35:56.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think i'm stuffing myself to death. I'm eating non stop today. Mourn for me then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, i realised it's the emo peak period now. LOL. Everyone's emo. Perhaps i'm. 'Cause i'm going somewhere far away from home, tml. :( Whoo. Seems that i'm already used to wear contact lens alr. And it's colour contact. I feel and look weird with normal lens :( Pfft. Fabian can't make it tml. HOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW? Haiz. Feeling ever so depressed. Okay, guess i'll have to SOLO! (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why doesn't my parents be just a 'lil sweeter to each other? I hope i won't get influenced! *pray+pray*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shucks. Think i've got diarrhea. That's even more depressing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-1170111093204368358?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/1170111093204368358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=1170111093204368358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/1170111093204368358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/1170111093204368358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-think-im-stuffing-myself-to-death.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-3422348865077907269</id><published>2008-03-18T14:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T14:07:53.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm going down TP tml instead. Lol. Morning lehhhhhh. Means i have to wake up early!! Pfft. Okay, so i'll wake up at 10am then prepare to go down. And, calling the Temasek Poly's customer service is totally useless. Haha. Ask them questions and end up, i get no answer. Like i've to go and find out on my own. Like wth laaaa! Nvm. Somehow regretted getting into that school. It's goddamn far. Ah, whatever. Everything's set now. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh. I hate cockroach. Wtf. There's one running all around my house. I'm totally freaked out by that irritating pest. Sickening. Oh well, it looked really disgusting. Yucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, WHO WANNA GO TP WITH ME TML? FABIAN? YOU WANNA GO HAND IN THE REPORT ALSO? Or if you wanna mail it down, tell me hor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-3422348865077907269?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/3422348865077907269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=3422348865077907269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/3422348865077907269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/3422348865077907269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-going-down-tp-tml-instead.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-3727099476149740056</id><published>2008-03-18T11:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T11:21:50.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2nd failed attempt to sleep early. LOl. Jiunn yoong called and crapped all the way till 1.46am. [around there laah] Ooh. I haven't finish reading my magazine la! Pfft. Bye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching princess hours later. Waiting for Fabian's call. *Hope he's going down to TP too!* (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, is there parade tml?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-3727099476149740056?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/3727099476149740056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=3727099476149740056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/3727099476149740056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/3727099476149740056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/2nd-failed-attempt-to-sleep-early.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-7763112835748118817</id><published>2008-03-17T22:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T23:31:57.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1st failed attempt to sleep early. I stayed up to read magazine and paint my nails. Hah. That's total crap. Oh yeah, my dad told me to look out for Mas Selamat during my Bukit Timah hike this saturday. Who knows he'll spot me and capture me. Then, kill me. That would be so sad. Awww. Mourn for me then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, morning was like shiat. Bloody construction started again. So, i closed the windows and curtains. But, it doesn't help. And i got up unwillingly. Getting so bored of using the comp, i watched princess hours again. And went to my grandma hse. Rot there for a while before meeting li xian. Here comes the highlight. I PEED FOR FREEEE! Love the nurse there sehh. I was like damn happy when she told me, 'Aiya, it's okay lah.' Lucky i managed to stop myself from kissing her. HAHA. Yeah, and after that, li xian headed to chinatown while i went back to my grandma hse. Watched crappy shows, eat and headed out again. Met the don't- want- have- the- hair- cut- in- THEONE- person. Then ate and studied a lil. H2 chem and physics like shit sia. So bloody difficult. I still prefer physics to chem. Like i told tawan, chem knows me but i don't know her. LOL. Oh yessssssssss! Saw so many people today! (: First, it was Jiunn yoong, followed by Sai Ken, then, DeJun, Justin, Yuheng and Jervy. Then, an ni. And last but not least, Tawan. (: Sai ken scared me totally. Haha. 'Cause when lixian and i were walking towards the library, he walked behind lixian and just looked at me side way. Lol. I thought it was some crazy guy. Then, when i turned, WHOOO! Sai ken! He was holding a lil girl. At the moment i still thought she's his child WHICH IS NOT POSSIBLE. LOL. Kidding ahh. (: No offence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of meeting those old friends is so great! I mean, you don't get to meet them everyday. And it's like fate/coincident. (: Time passes uber slow today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes my rants. I'm bloodily going down to Tp tml. This is crap. I'm going down like ALONE. LAAA. Anyone wanna tag along? (: I hate to be alone. And when school starts, it's gonna be the case. Who cares. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i just told Julitta i'm bleaching. I've got limited usage of words. Haha. Oh well, I AM bleaching. Lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't cancel parade luhhs. Or i'll be rotting at home. I'm turning greeeeen. Mould grow you see. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so lazy to type. Pfft.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-7763112835748118817?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/7763112835748118817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=7763112835748118817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/7763112835748118817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/7763112835748118817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/1st-failed-attempt-to-sleep-early.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-136986725304657256</id><published>2008-03-16T22:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T23:25:12.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello butterflies of the world. I managed to pass the time faster while working with the help of Janice(: Oh well, working still sucks. Although people there makes life better by making me laugh etc. (: Working life is so much different. Pfft. So, i must complete my damn Diploma and get myself a good job or rather, self- employed if possible. Haha. Then i'll get a good life. It's like so important in Singapore itself nowadays. No money, no talk. I want my condo! My endless pit of $$. Not that i'm money minded or what. I'm just being realistic. Hello. Singapore okay. Everything is rising. Even fish cakes and fish balls are rising 15cents of it's original price. I think a fish ball will cost $2 in the near future, let's say, 10 years. Haha. That's ridiculous anw. &lt;br /&gt;I'm going to pay 8bucks to pee tml. Shucks. This sounded so unglam. But wait, who doesn't pee? Oh well, not everyone spend 8bucks to pee. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;I'm totally not excited upon going poly. Life's gonna get hectic. Everything's gonna change for sure. But, LIFE GOES ON. Haha. Okay. Got to remind myself. No matter how much i hate the life i'm leading, the world won't stop turning. Pfft. Is the end of world really on 2012? I hope not so soon. Perhaps after i get married and get enough of those blissful life. Hah. Crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think i'm gonna sleep early tonight. No, sleep late tonight. B4 12am. I've been sleeping real 'early' everyday, 2am. (: I want a day whereby there's no need for me to set alarm and get up automatically. I'm waiting for that day. *waiting* Maybe Tuesday bah. There's parade on Wednesday! (: And it's only PT kit. Thursday, swimming. Friday, Easter celebration. Saturday?! Bukit Timah Hike. I haven't been exercising for the past 3 months. Shucks. I'm gonna pant to death over there. Mourn for me then. No running for me tomorrow. I need a rest. Standing for 7hrs is real tiring. Haha. Tues? Maybeeeee. Why am i like so busy? Lol. I thought i'm free. Oh yes, and next sunday, WORK! Damn. Money is hard to earn. Yeah, this is the fact i finally acknowledged. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna buy nail polish! Yes, again. But what colour? Hmmm. Lime green? (: Ahh. I realised i've been going real nuts over green tea items. I saw this real cool thingy at Guardian! Guess what!? I got so excited after i saw it. It's, &lt;b&gt;GREEN TEA TISSUE!&lt;/b&gt; Woah. Nice nice. And i saw &lt;b&gt;GREEN TEA DARLIE COLGATE&lt;/b&gt;. And i'm using &lt;b&gt;GREEN TEA&lt;/b&gt; facial foam and shampoo. Waliao. Drinking &lt;b&gt;GREEN TEA&lt;/b&gt; at the moment. Lol. Sheesh. I'm nuts. I can somehow/roughly/estimatly(okay, i don't think this word exists) imagine how my future house will be filled of. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;So, should i cut my hair, or not. Vexing over this dumb question. I regretted cutting my hair can. If not, i'd have have it rebonded and highlighted. TSK. But i'm not prepared to cut my around 4year-old hair! I waited for bloody 6 years before i can keep my hair long okay. Why is there such rule in my primary school stating that 'girls are not allowed to keep long hair'. Why is this so? It's like so, dumb. Aiya, neat lah. Lol. Nerd too. Okay. I think i'm tired. So, i'm off to have my teeeeeeeeeeeeeth brushed and *POOF!* I'll be sleeping soundly, i hope (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*praypray*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I need a good night sleep. I really need one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, goodnight people!&lt;br /&gt;Toodles!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-136986725304657256?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/136986725304657256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=136986725304657256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/136986725304657256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/136986725304657256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/hello-butterflies-of-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-3965351507307011192</id><published>2008-03-15T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T23:23:52.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, starting of the day was a total crap. The plan was, meet li xian at 11am. So, i set my alarm at 9.30am. But due to my laziness, i got up from bed at 10am. Dragged myself down to my grandma hse to pass her lunch. Then, dragged myself to meet li xian. After we met, we dragged ourselves to the Healthway TPY clinic to PEE and take li xian's eyesight test. She din bring her spectacles AGAIN! Hah. Blur her. And then, we asked for the doctor. Anddddddddddddddddddd, here comes the disgusting part. That lady said the doctor is not in and we can't do our PEE test without her. Walan eh. Then got to go back on monday lo. She better be there. Or else... You'll never know what i'll do. Muahahaha. I'm now a changed person. More evil than ever. 'Cause, i no longer have feeeeeeeeeeeeeeel. LOL. I'm currently evolving into a saddist! (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah shucks. Just got the news that my dad IS going to stay in Singapore FOREVER from today onwards. OMG. Bye freedom! :( No mood alr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, i like the sevice in CHC today. The pastor is so hilarious. And i still think Catherine is damn pretty. Lucky Alvin. And, SOMEONE fell asleep while praying. HAHAHAHAHA. That happened not once. But twice. HAHA. Whoops. Okay. I shall stop laughing. Think i'm going for the Easter celebration. Sounds really fun. Pastor Kong is still somehow the one whom can actually catch my attention (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole of today i felt damn sleepy. Haha. As if i donated my blood like SOMEONE did. No, i think it's because mr khoo woke me up early in the morning. [Early = Before my alarm rang] That causes the sleepy me today, i suppose. Tml working! Damn it. OOH! There's this BEG pte ltd called me and asked to down for interview. And i checked online. There isn't this company. Wonder if it's a scam or something. Which means, i don't think i'm going down. It's located bloodily at Eunos. Which is like DAMN far for me. Haha. No money alr la. Yes, i'm officially declared penniless. Bo lui ahh. I need to sleep. But.. I can only fall asleep after 2am. It's like, standard alr. Sheeesh. This suck big time. Life's cruel! But, it goes on. Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda's nuts over that HOT DOUGIE. OMG. He's getting hotter as days goes. I'm not going crazy over HIM like how amanda does. But, i still LOVE HIM! :D Hope they come singapore one fine day luhhs! &lt;3 I LOVE DOUGIE's voice. Haha. Danny's too. Erms, okay, the whole band. I'm kinda crazy over their songs recently. It's just SO meaningful. Oh yes, amanda, could you please cheer up. Stop thinking about you know who. And MOVE ON! :D I'm just a phone away. I'll bring dougie to you and you shall start smiling 24/7 okay!? And if i'm like, in touch with him. HAHA. Well, in our dreams (; In anyway, SMILE! (: Love you! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i think i'm dying. *OMGOMG* 'Cause i've been having headache EVERYDAY. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope i won't see jiatian tml. Haha. I think she's patrolling the whole of woodlands just to see me. ;P She thinks i worked in the toilet! Naive lah. I'm not like her okay. Haha. I work in AIR CONDITIONED PLACE. (: Yawns. Goodluck upon your CII post. (: Erm, why am i blogging about her all of a sudden? HAHAH. Shucks. Must have missed her too much. Beloved Group 6, Welfare, instructor! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't miss CIBTC. I miss the peeps. I miss the king koil bed! LOL. Randomness kills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big fat liar!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-3965351507307011192?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/3965351507307011192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=3965351507307011192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/3965351507307011192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/3965351507307011192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/okay-starting-of-day-was-total-crap.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-4358305089837687830</id><published>2008-03-14T20:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T20:47:44.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thaddeus Cheong. The guy that died after the race. His family still remembers him dearly. It hurts to lose someone. That explains that i hate parting scene. I hate to say goodbye. 'Cause it's equal to losing something. Ahh. 3 words i've learnt. No matter what happens, &lt;b&gt;Life goes on&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone seems to be in a very emo mood recently. Everyone is unhappy. But still, life goes on. Haha. No link. I'm just plain bored alright. Pfft.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-4358305089837687830?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/4358305089837687830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=4358305089837687830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/4358305089837687830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/4358305089837687830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/thaddeus-cheong.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-8403045544467041970</id><published>2008-03-14T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T15:20:19.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So finally! I've learnt how to link :D And that's like so noob. Haha. Congrats to me anw. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-8403045544467041970?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/8403045544467041970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=8403045544467041970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/8403045544467041970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/8403045544467041970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/so-finally-ive-learnt-how-to-link-d-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-5648984371736384768</id><published>2008-03-13T23:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T23:31:50.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My head is just like BURSTING. Okay, i'm initially very pissed with my mom. But, yea, it's always like this. Oh well, no mood luhhs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSSSSSSSSSSSSSSST. Promise are meant to be broken. And. I really don't know who to trust right now. Ooh. Of course i do know. There are a handful of them whom i know i can trust. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna work my fass off. Waiting for James' reply! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww. There's no campfire tonight. So, i din went sch. Leap years was kinda boringgggggggggg. But, i still teared. Stupid siak. Emo siol. HAHAHA. Spending 12 years waiting for someone. That's sooo. Sweet (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-5648984371736384768?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/5648984371736384768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=5648984371736384768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/5648984371736384768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/5648984371736384768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-head-is-just-like-bursting.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-413163784925209032</id><published>2008-03-12T22:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T22:47:30.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm pissed again, as usual. I need to go back to the clinic for re-urine test again. pfft. Thanks to my accurate period that comes so accurately la. Whatever. Omg. Guess who i met?! Ho Li Xian! (: Primary school friend seh. And she will be studying in Temasek! Whoo! Yeah. We talked till my mouth got real tired. Haha. Too many things to share alr. Haha. Lalala. We planned alot of things actually. Lol. Oh, thanks hisyam for accompanying me when i'm so loner in the clinic. (: And dzul as well. Lol. Fian's weird. No, he's nuts. Hoohoo. Saw Farah. Aww. Miss her so much. Ex- beloved- nco. Ooh. Saw yizhen also. LOL. Man. Today's full of coincidence. hahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;So, i think i'm going down to Tp tml. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWWWW. i think i'm so in love with DOUGIE. He's totally AWESOME. Gawd. I miss his old hair style siol. &lt;br /&gt;I think i love Mcfly. Amanda, let's go UK for their concert together! (: &lt;br /&gt;Then we'll get SO high. OMGOMG. Can't wait for the day to seeeeeeeeeeee DOUGIE! (:(: I still prefer Danny in his straight hair. haaa.&lt;br /&gt;And harry with his hair. hahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry's not good enough..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-413163784925209032?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/413163784925209032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=413163784925209032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/413163784925209032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/413163784925209032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-pissed-again-as-usual.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-6983068299579268248</id><published>2008-03-12T11:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T11:50:30.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ripped off from amanda's blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every girl dreams that one day she will find a boy that does these things for her. Even the smallest action can have the BIGGEST impact in someones life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• give her one of your t-shirts to sleep in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• leave her cute text notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• kiss her in front of your friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• tell her she is gorgeous..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• look into her eyes when you talk to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• let her mess with your hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• touch her hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• just walk around with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• "FORGiVE HER FOR HER MiSTAKES"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• look at her like she`s the only one you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• tickle her even when she says stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• hold her hand when you`re around your friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• when she starts swearing at you, tell her you love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• let her fall asleep in your arms..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• get her mad, then kiss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• tease her and let her tease you back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• stay up all night with her when she`s sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• watch her favorite movie with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• kiss her forehead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• give her the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• write her letters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• let her wear your clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• when she`s sad, hang out with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• let her know she`s important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• let her take all the photos she wants of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• kiss her in the pouring rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• when you fall in love with her, tell her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• and when you tell her, love her like you've never loved someone before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pfft. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is more chim than H3 maths. HAHAHHA. i admit my maths is lousy lahh. Thanks lo.. jia tian!! tskkkk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-6983068299579268248?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/6983068299579268248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=6983068299579268248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/6983068299579268248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/6983068299579268248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/ripped-off-from-amandas-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-3375615796012069197</id><published>2008-03-12T00:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T00:59:09.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My life's like full of fcukshits. I mean. Things doesn't goes the way i want. And i'm like forever making the wrong decisions. Why man. WHY!? FUCK LA. Nag non stop de can. Knn. What's wrong using the comp. fuck la. what on earth must she interfere what time i sleep. its my prob. walan. im going crazy. nvm. fthewholeworld.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-3375615796012069197?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/3375615796012069197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=3375615796012069197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/3375615796012069197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/3375615796012069197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-lifes-like-full-of-fcukshits.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-7759817882701171562</id><published>2008-03-11T22:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T23:50:21.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sky of love is f***ing nice can. I'll update the photos at a later date. -listening to that girl- &lt;br /&gt;I cried like one ass while watching. And it's damn meaningful. Haiz. Love, is complicating. &lt;br /&gt;This really touches me.. 'I want to be the sky so that i can watch over you at all times.' And, when the guy is dying, those words he says to her.. it's DAMN touching alright. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously hate my internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday Weetheng and Timothy(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh great. Rotting tomorrow. CHEERS (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes, CONGRATULATIONS TO BEATTY NPCC BOYS FOR GETTING THE CHAMPIONSHIP FOR THE BASKETBALL COMPETITION! :D AS FOR THE GIRLS, WELL DONE! :) KEEP IT UP YAA. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn la. I'm gonna miss The Leap Years. Cos it's going to end on wed and i'm so not gonna watch it. Shiat. No fate siak. Haizzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. -Sorry's not good enough- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to see doctor tml. To check whether am i going to die. I hope i'm. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sian. I've got totally nothing to do. And after realising, i've not been studying for like 5 bloody months. I've turned stupid i guess. Brain rotted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna call TP tml again. TSK. Irritating sia. Haiz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*SCREAMS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/P_K2ecZwt8E"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/P_K2ecZwt8E" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-7759817882701171562?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/7759817882701171562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=7759817882701171562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/7759817882701171562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/7759817882701171562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/sky-of-love-is-fing-nice-can.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-5113305056339354809</id><published>2008-03-10T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T22:19:10.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally walked in the rain :D FINALLY! Now having headache. Yes! Going to get sick. I'm going nuts. Oh, speak of nuts. Jia tian is really trying to be funny sia. Haha. When i said, 'you're nuts'. She replied, ' If you've ever seen such a big nut, then i am one.'. HAHAHHA! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww. My tooth hurts :( Knn. I wanna wear braces. But it hurts like F. Walan eh. I think my tooth dropping man. Nbs. Nvm :) Cheers. Drop jiu drop lo. Bo gay nia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, i've FINALLY RECEIVED THAT TEMASEK POLY'S PACKAGE. Like so finally again. Haha. I've got mood swing that swings so hard that it hits the maximum swinging speed. I'm trying to be funny but, needless to say, i've failed miserably. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yu wei is being ever so gross/disgusting/sick/yucky. He's like showing me all the pictures of his injuries where he got it from falling off the bike. And they're like DAMN GROSS CAN! And how i miss the times i stood on his bike. Pfft. I miss my childhood. Wonder how's yu zhuang. So long nva see them le. Must meet up one day. I missed the steamboat dinner due to work that day and it's like so !@#$%$$%^.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSST. i think i'm dying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-5113305056339354809?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/5113305056339354809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=5113305056339354809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/5113305056339354809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/5113305056339354809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/finally-walked-in-rain-d-finally-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-4801378707618808032</id><published>2008-03-09T23:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T23:45:17.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Surprisingly, time didn't crawl today. (: Neither did it fly. But i guess i'm just too engross in my daydreaming bah. Made a few new friends at Causeway point CS. One of them is Murul. His job is like cool.. Loss prevention officer. Just like go around to check to make sure people doesn't steal. LOL. And he's like slack can. Tsk. Playing PSP when i'm going back. AND IT'S THE REDDDD PSP. DAMN HOT. He played the shoot colour balls de. And he's actually colour blind. Oh.. He total looked like a malay but when he speaks, he spoke tamil. Chatted quite alot with him when i waited for the dettol auntie to finish packing up. Haaah. I bought facial washy and shampoooo today. Both contained green tea extracts. haha. I need something more interesting to blog luhh. Haiz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed watching love stories :) 2 become 1 just ended. I wanna watch &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;THE LEAP YEARS!&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; And P.S I LOVE YOU. And Sky of loveeeee. Alaaaa. No money. Shiat. I need to call michael for my pay!! $$$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz. 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Pffft. Watch all of them! My loves:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-4801378707618808032?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/4801378707618808032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=4801378707618808032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/4801378707618808032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/4801378707618808032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/surprisingly-time-didnt-crawl-today_09.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-1255546377217433364</id><published>2008-03-09T23:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T23:42:38.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vywTMyQZ7oc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vywTMyQZ7oc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" 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style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;DOUGIE IS SO EVER THE FCUKING HOT!&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-1255546377217433364?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/1255546377217433364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=1255546377217433364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/1255546377217433364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/1255546377217433364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36108265.post-4245603202179752938</id><published>2008-03-08T23:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T00:01:01.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally done with replying all tags:) Found a few new blogs. [Eg. Zhuang yi, Doreen etc] Miss them like nuts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There isn't a need for me to update how's my work today. Just two words can describe it: DEAD BORING.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Expected actually. The body wash is also not very advertised. How can the company expect it to sell well? Tsktsk. Not realistic. But who cares. I'm there to rot. To waste my precious time for that pathetic 50bucks. Nvm. Still money. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I shall start my rants. Fcuk Singapore's transport fare. It's like fcuking expensive can. Knn. 1 trip down to woodlands, and back, costs around $4. WTF? Killer. I'm not some rich ass luhhs. And i still have to go back to jurong to return them the time card etc. Sianed. There's no crowd AT ALL. It's the quietest lane ever. Lol. It's LANE 8. Of all no. And sales is like kns. Nvm.. $50. I'll bear with it. Next, eh.. Yes, WHY IS MY HOUSE NOT NEAR ANY MRT STATIONS?! I walked all the way from braddell mrt back home after work. After standing like for 8hrs, i WALKED back home. And the distance is not short okayy. All because my ezlink have got no money left. *Broke down and cryys* I want my Ez link card back! :( I lost it after CIBTC ATC. SEEEEE. I paid a real huge price for that CI rank. Even includes my losing of my dearest card. :'( Haiz. Nvm. What's done is done. Blame myself for being careless. Next, I bought my favourite soap back 'cause of promotion! Worth it alright! Anw, it's Palmolive [the purple colour, lavender de]. Shan't share how i fall in love with that soap. Ya, i bought the big bottle and the small bottle for only $5.30. 'Cause there's this auntie wanna raise the things she buy up to $33 so that she can exchange dont know what shit. Then she ask me to look ard. So, i saw that love. So, i bought it. And she got her stamp. lol. And since she knows the staff there, they gave her a 10% discount. She's also a promoter there luhh. Thanks auntie. hahaha. And i realised all these are not necessary. But since life is that boring, thennnnnn i shall just waste time.Erm.It's late now. But i can only sleep like after 2. That's so saddening. Hope i can sleep well tonight. And so far, havent had a proper meal yet. Pitiful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JULITTA! WO MEN DE MEETING LEHH?! Yenlin ahh. How's school? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i'm getting blind soon. &lt;br /&gt;There goes my mom's beautiful voice. Almost scare me to death. And which means, i, gtg. Goodnight people. I'll be having a bad night! :( BYE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always remember this: Life's cruel. &lt;br /&gt;I can't receive any news of people passing away. Even though the person is not related to me, i'll still cry. Hate partings. Haiz. Its just... so sad. Hope everyone just live life to the fullest! Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36108265-4245603202179752938?l=ahhgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/feeds/4245603202179752938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36108265&amp;postID=4245603202179752938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/4245603202179752938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36108265/posts/default/4245603202179752938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahhgal.blogspot.com/2008/03/finally-done-with-replying-all-tags.html' title=''/><author><name>Rena Kua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005044668014605251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>
