<?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-13660420</id><updated>2011-06-02T04:32:20.101-07:00</updated><category term='bbq photos'/><title type='text'>`crybaby</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>658</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-2194135203292203497</id><published>2008-03-25T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T22:29:13.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogger VS LJ</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's not that i dont wanna blog anymore, it's just that i've decided to move blog currently to LJ for the time being.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://broadwaylove-11.livejournal.com/"&gt;http://broadwaylove-11.livejournal.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://broadwaylove-11.livejournal.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://broadwaylove-11.livejournal.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://broadwaylove-11.livejournal.com/"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can, happy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh by the way, please remember to either tag or comment here or there respectively. I've already enabled comments for my LJ. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks and Love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-2194135203292203497?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/2194135203292203497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=2194135203292203497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/2194135203292203497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/2194135203292203497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/03/blogger-vs-lj.html' title='Blogger VS LJ'/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-7514501672456365522</id><published>2008-03-18T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T06:02:55.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing Race for Secondary 3.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;http:broadwaylove-11.livejournal.com&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- second blog.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- may be alternating updates.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HEY HEY YOU YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YES YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you happened to chance upon this entry of mine and is a secondary 3 student studying at Kranji Secondary School, please read this. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;AMAZING RACE 2008 for the secondary 3.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Date:&lt;/strong&gt; 3 April 2008 (yet to be confirmed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am not lying. The secondary 4 (us) had planned a nice, fun, interesting, enriching, &lt;em&gt;shiok-ing&lt;/em&gt; and wet (you perspire, i'm sure) Amazing Race for you. Each secondary 3 class is to send 4 representatives as a group so that you can represent your class to take part in it and you might even get the top 3 placings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you like running and sweating like a mad cow (this thing just popped into my head), you should really take part in it. No regrets, I can assure you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, you are gonna enjoy the whole race. Why? That's because we have a list of &lt;strong&gt;nice&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;friendly&lt;/strong&gt; facilitators who are going to be 'participating' with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;For example: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ME!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fun guaranteed, you's never know if your group is the&lt;em&gt; lucky&lt;/em&gt; one to&lt;br /&gt;get me as your facilitator! WOOHOO. Are you excited till you're jumping up and&lt;br /&gt;down alr? Well, it's really normal, trust me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So what are you waiting for? When you see the flyer pinned up on your class regarding this Amazing Race (most probably up be tmrw), dont hestitate, sign up with the teacher now. This whole thing will be better than celebrating your birthday, I hope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, for more enquires, please look for Mr Ashlee Tan or any secondary 4 seniors involved in this Amazing Race. People like Jiazhi, Eric, Aisyah, Nurul, Iskandar, Cindy, Syahirah and of course, not forgetting me! (: (Pardon me if your name is not up there.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call this number in case of emergency. 1800-930-675. NOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-7514501672456365522?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/7514501672456365522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=7514501672456365522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/7514501672456365522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/7514501672456365522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/03/amazing-race-for-secondary-3.html' title='Amazing Race for Secondary 3.'/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-3755237838690353646</id><published>2008-03-13T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:38:30.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Step Up 2 + Bowling =  ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elaine:&lt;/strong&gt; I'm sorry i didnt go for your birthday celebration. I figured out that it was too disorganised and very last minute. And you guys went to town right? I dont really like going there since i've got phobia of crowds. So, yeah. Hope you enjoy this celebration in my absence. Love you loads okay. Have a sweet sixteen birthday this year! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R9kGj_saAEI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/z6Gf39_KHMM/s1600-h/stepup2_galleryposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177176462101971010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R9kGj_saAEI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/z6Gf39_KHMM/s320/stepup2_galleryposter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched &lt;strong&gt;Step Up 2: The Streets&lt;/strong&gt; today with Yunhui, Timothy, Roger, Asaph and one of their church friend, Jinquan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yunhui was late when we (Timothy, Her and Me) were supposed to meet at the Yew Tee MRT Station at 11.30am. I thought i was late but she was the latest. Waiting for her seemed like ages. :X Didnt board the first train we see cause Asaph was late and we met them (Roger and Asaph) at the first cabin of the next train. Met with Jinquan at Woodlands MRT Station. Went to buy the ticks as yunhui called them, 6bucks each since there's student price, and had lunch at the Foodcourt later. After looking for seats and buying our food, we realised we only had 10mins left before the movie starts. So we masticated our meals quickly and had mass &lt;em&gt;wee wee &lt;/em&gt;(okay, sounds wrong) and then entered the theatre. The seating sucks like hell, we were at the centre and i had thought it would be okay, but it turned out i was so wrong. we had to sit slanted and had to strain our neck during the whole movie just to get a good view of the movie. Like crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the movie was great with the many cool dance moves and nice songs. Was really excited when i heard some of the songs which i've got, no idea why though. Asaph and Yunhui were commenting during the movie, okay, i was too. Asaph's comment was the most 'memorable' i guess. There was this kissing scene and he was like 'Er...', LOL. Back to the movie, those who are really into breakdance/streetdance, i recommend you to go and watch it. For those who like those comedy types, this movie doesnt suit you, so i suggest you watch &lt;strong&gt;Horton&lt;/strong&gt; instead. Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, we took the train to Bukit Batok since we wanted to bowl. Asaph left and the 5 of us remained. (okay, this sentence is very stupid, i know. -.-) Walked to the CSC Club and thankfully, there were lanes available. We had 2 rounds and it was great, i'm telling you, since i have not played bowling for like so long alr. Camwhored a little and then we started changing our names for the game. Roger was the most pitiful. Timothy and Jinquan grabbed hold of him while Yunhui changed his name from RL to &lt;strong&gt;Rog-girl girl&lt;/strong&gt;. Then Roger finally got his chance and changed his name to &lt;strong&gt;RL the Greatest&lt;/strong&gt;. (starts rolling eyes) And we did changes to other names too. Roger had his turn and my name was changed to &lt;strong&gt;Shufen the Sucker&lt;/strong&gt;. Crap. So i went to change it to &lt;strong&gt;Shufen the Cleverest&lt;/strong&gt;. Hahah! Jinquan was &lt;strong&gt;Jinquan the Geek&lt;/strong&gt; and Timothy was &lt;strong&gt;Timo the Goondu&lt;/strong&gt;. super funny i tell you. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the second round, i fumbled with the machine there and realised i could actually edit my scores. Since Yunhui didnt play during the second round as she had lost badly in the first, I was the lousiest among them. So i went to edit my scores. From 84 to 160. And i became the highest, YAY! :DD Timothy edited his too, and from i dont know what, he edited it to 111. Jinquan who got the highest, 105, lost to us in the end since we edited the scores. Hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked back to Westmall in the end and then took the train home. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R9kGk_saAFI/AAAAAAAAAoY/nOgNd97Qnjk/s1600-h/Image(2673).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177176479281840210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R9kGk_saAFI/AAAAAAAAAoY/nOgNd97Qnjk/s320/Image(2673).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yunhui trying to imitate Simlin! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R9kGlvsaAGI/AAAAAAAAAog/5Q8WEEABO14/s1600-h/Image(2676).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177176492166742114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R9kGlvsaAGI/AAAAAAAAAog/5Q8WEEABO14/s320/Image(2676).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R9kGmPsaAHI/AAAAAAAAAoo/uovERDqvO0s/s1600-h/Image(2677).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177176500756676722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R9kGmPsaAHI/AAAAAAAAAoo/uovERDqvO0s/s320/Image(2677).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R9kGmfsaAII/AAAAAAAAAow/5DTk0APuRHI/s1600-h/Image(2680).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177176505051644034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R9kGmfsaAII/AAAAAAAAAow/5DTk0APuRHI/s320/Image(2680).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI: Whenever Timothy got a strike or a spare, he danced like an idiot and i managed to capture one of his retarded act. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R9kHGvsaAJI/AAAAAAAAAo4/dKqjtfikboo/s1600-h/Image(2683).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177177059102425234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R9kHGvsaAJI/AAAAAAAAAo4/dKqjtfikboo/s320/Image(2683).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R9kHG_saAKI/AAAAAAAAApA/oxk3-L-IyME/s1600-h/Image(2684).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177177063397392546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R9kHG_saAKI/AAAAAAAAApA/oxk3-L-IyME/s320/Image(2684).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R9kHHPsaALI/AAAAAAAAApI/Rs1motNmHTA/s1600-h/Image(2686).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177177067692359858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R9kHHPsaALI/AAAAAAAAApI/Rs1motNmHTA/s320/Image(2686).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROG-GIRL-GIRL. (took this without him knowing, HEHE.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R9kHHfsaAMI/AAAAAAAAApQ/gyY4YYE_VpY/s1600-h/Image(2687).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177177071987327170" style="WIDTH: 201px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px" height="216" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R9kHHfsaAMI/AAAAAAAAApQ/gyY4YYE_VpY/s320/Image(2687).jpg" width="267" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R9kHHvsaANI/AAAAAAAAApY/l2cVY61dmeY/s1600-h/Image(2688).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177177076282294482" style="WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px" height="184" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R9kHHvsaANI/AAAAAAAAApY/l2cVY61dmeY/s320/Image(2688).jpg" width="210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: Click on images for larger version. The before and after scores because of editing. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R9kHYfsaAOI/AAAAAAAAApg/E5VvbBV53D0/s1600-h/Image(2692).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177177364045103330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R9kHYfsaAOI/AAAAAAAAApg/E5VvbBV53D0/s320/Image(2692).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R9kHYvsaAPI/AAAAAAAAApo/D_GpUAa89-Q/s1600-h/Image(2693).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177177368340070642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R9kHYvsaAPI/AAAAAAAAApo/D_GpUAa89-Q/s320/Image(2693).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R9kHY_saAQI/AAAAAAAAApw/J2UUBVn1zro/s1600-h/Image(2694).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177177372635037954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R9kHY_saAQI/AAAAAAAAApw/J2UUBVn1zro/s320/Image(2694).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ignorance isnt bliss, really.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-3755237838690353646?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/3755237838690353646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=3755237838690353646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/3755237838690353646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/3755237838690353646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/03/step-up-2-bowling.html' title='Step Up 2 + Bowling =  ♥'/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R9kGj_saAEI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/z6Gf39_KHMM/s72-c/stepup2_galleryposter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-238448675490982106</id><published>2008-03-12T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:38:31.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just For Laughs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R9eQI_saACI/AAAAAAAAAoA/BTLunbj6uuQ/s1600-h/Image(2663).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176764780896714786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R9eQI_saACI/AAAAAAAAAoA/BTLunbj6uuQ/s320/Image(2663).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R9eQJfsaADI/AAAAAAAAAoI/XIg4M9ucMiI/s1600-h/Image(2662).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176764789486649394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R9eQJfsaADI/AAAAAAAAAoI/XIg4M9ucMiI/s320/Image(2662).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: The main character of these photos is not Timothy himself. It is the sign and the uneven surface which yunhui and i found so funny. Such a small area and they have to put this sign next to it. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-238448675490982106?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/238448675490982106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=238448675490982106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/238448675490982106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/238448675490982106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/03/just-for-laughs.html' title='Just For Laughs'/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R9eQI_saACI/AAAAAAAAAoA/BTLunbj6uuQ/s72-c/Image(2663).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-3722153959160170065</id><published>2008-03-10T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:38:33.369-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;KAIXIN:&lt;/strong&gt; I am sorry, i feel very sian of using the computer these days. now i only use MSN and Bloggger. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EMILIA:&lt;/strong&gt; I WILL MISS YOU LOADS NEXT YEAR! OH AND DEBORAH TOO! Separations are always inevitable but i am glad to know a cute junior like you okay! Do miss me too! :)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176077285481643906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R9Ue3fsZ_4I/AAAAAAAAAmw/HmT8fUNJFzI/s320/Image(2604).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R9UglPsZ_6I/AAAAAAAAAnA/zwfxNWJ2qTU/s1600-h/Image(2607).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176079170972286882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R9UglPsZ_6I/AAAAAAAAAnA/zwfxNWJ2qTU/s320/Image(2607).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R9Ug3PsZ_7I/AAAAAAAAAnI/06qeUK-pDGM/s1600-h/Image(2610).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176079480209932210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R9Ug3PsZ_7I/AAAAAAAAAnI/06qeUK-pDGM/s320/Image(2610).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R9Ud5vsZ_0I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/LBqVtzseKpo/s1600-h/DSC00335.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176076224624721730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R9Ud5vsZ_0I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/LBqVtzseKpo/s320/DSC00335.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R9UkAfsZ__I/AAAAAAAAAno/Rs_5lBtgLLY/s1600-h/Image(2631).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176082937658605554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R9UkAfsZ__I/AAAAAAAAAno/Rs_5lBtgLLY/s320/Image(2631).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R9Ukc_saAAI/AAAAAAAAAnw/XBy8mCtIvEc/s1600-h/Image(2635).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176083427284877314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R9Ukc_saAAI/AAAAAAAAAnw/XBy8mCtIvEc/s320/Image(2635).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R9UlHvsaABI/AAAAAAAAAn4/eeiNqpgR3kw/s1600-h/Image(2652)-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176084161724284946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R9UlHvsaABI/AAAAAAAAAn4/eeiNqpgR3kw/s320/Image(2652)-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R9UgUfsZ_5I/AAAAAAAAAm4/4fgiULDlc5k/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176078883209478034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R9UgUfsZ_5I/AAAAAAAAAm4/4fgiULDlc5k/s320/Image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-3722153959160170065?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/3722153959160170065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=3722153959160170065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/3722153959160170065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/3722153959160170065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title='Photos'/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R9Ue3fsZ_4I/AAAAAAAAAmw/HmT8fUNJFzI/s72-c/Image(2604).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-3247232006050073010</id><published>2008-03-09T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T04:58:22.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;okay, i know it has been long since i update but i really dont feel like updating for no reason.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camp was okay, i think the last year's was better. anyway, shall let the photos do the talking. like they always say, 'A picture says a thousand words.'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okay. i think i will update tmrw, since there's a problem with the upload. ):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-3247232006050073010?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/3247232006050073010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=3247232006050073010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/3247232006050073010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/3247232006050073010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/03/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-7373770629707446949</id><published>2008-03-02T01:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:38:33.467-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Water Horse: Legend of The Deep</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R8p5R_51IXI/AAAAAAAAAlA/TSOexqBwWxk/s1600-h/mpathewaterhorseposter2b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173080472107164018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R8p5R_51IXI/AAAAAAAAAlA/TSOexqBwWxk/s320/mpathewaterhorseposter2b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rather nice movie, quite touching it made me cry. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SIMON!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-7373770629707446949?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/7373770629707446949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=7373770629707446949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/7373770629707446949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/7373770629707446949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/03/water-horse.html' title='The Water Horse: Legend of The Deep'/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R8p5R_51IXI/AAAAAAAAAlA/TSOexqBwWxk/s72-c/mpathewaterhorseposter2b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-6132020721460638926</id><published>2008-03-01T19:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:38:34.965-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're telling me you're so confused.</title><content type='html'>Screw Annual Road Run, those who didnt go were clever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was raining and there was a lightning risk thus they cancelled the run for the upper secondary. we were told to wait under the shelter for nearly 1hr until we could finally leave. while waiting, i was busy taking photos and playing regina's PSP. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R8k6H_51IOI/AAAAAAAAAj4/Q70QTX0MxFA/s1600-h/Image(2555).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172729556099211490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R8k6H_51IOI/AAAAAAAAAj4/Q70QTX0MxFA/s320/Image(2555).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R8k6IP51IPI/AAAAAAAAAkA/bMiKAyJDVSw/s1600-h/Image(2558).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172729560394178802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R8k6IP51IPI/AAAAAAAAAkA/bMiKAyJDVSw/s320/Image(2558).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R8k6If51IQI/AAAAAAAAAkI/j-WxG8SZ26w/s1600-h/Image(2557).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172729564689146114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R8k6If51IQI/AAAAAAAAAkI/j-WxG8SZ26w/s320/Image(2557).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R8k6Iv51IRI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/6rirJYqs2w0/s1600-h/Image(2559).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172729568984113426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R8k6Iv51IRI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/6rirJYqs2w0/s320/Image(2559).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R8k6I_51ISI/AAAAAAAAAkY/CVG4hgV6aps/s1600-h/Image(2560).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172729573279080738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R8k6I_51ISI/AAAAAAAAAkY/CVG4hgV6aps/s320/Image(2560).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R8k6hf51ITI/AAAAAAAAAkg/gnVMFCWQGrk/s1600-h/Image(2561).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172729994185875762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R8k6hf51ITI/AAAAAAAAAkg/gnVMFCWQGrk/s320/Image(2561).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R8k6hv51IUI/AAAAAAAAAko/xKiUtJ2NtWo/s1600-h/Image(2562).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172729998480843074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R8k6hv51IUI/AAAAAAAAAko/xKiUtJ2NtWo/s320/Image(2562).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R8k6hv51IVI/AAAAAAAAAkw/IUFNZuzVAno/s1600-h/Image(2564).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172729998480843090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R8k6hv51IVI/AAAAAAAAAkw/IUFNZuzVAno/s320/Image(2564).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R8k6h_51IWI/AAAAAAAAAk4/wnUclChAi3c/s1600-h/Image(2565).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172730002775810402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R8k6h_51IWI/AAAAAAAAAk4/wnUclChAi3c/s320/Image(2565).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I don’t care what they say,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I’m in love with you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;They try to pull me away,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But they don’t know the truth.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-6132020721460638926?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/6132020721460638926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=6132020721460638926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/6132020721460638926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/6132020721460638926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/03/youre-telling-me-youre-so-confused.html' title='You&apos;re telling me you&apos;re so confused.'/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R8k6H_51IOI/AAAAAAAAAj4/Q70QTX0MxFA/s72-c/Image(2555).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-7389536118284201925</id><published>2008-02-29T20:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T04:34:23.634-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here we are, at the crossroads once again.</title><content type='html'>Ohmypatrick! I survived after (counts) 4 days of not touching the computer! I cant believe it, okay, actually it was 3 days. But i got my reason, i was busy doing my social studies project. (: anyway, shall update briefly about this whole week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: The only thing i remembered on Monday is that Mr Lim was being so funny during Chemistry lesson. he took Ivy's teddy bear and squashed and squeezed it, so unlike him! it made us laugh like crazy hyenas! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: I got to know my physics common test results. And i passed! Not those borderline ones, pass by a lot, was super happy with myself. Yet, the topics like electricity for example was not tested so that explains why i could get quite well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: I am giving this day lots of smiles. ((((((: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, GEORGE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday: &lt;em&gt;ahem ahem&lt;/em&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;(oh, and i found out today that many's digital watches do not have the date for leap year.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THOSE BORN IN THE LEAP YEAR!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-7389536118284201925?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/7389536118284201925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=7389536118284201925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/7389536118284201925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/7389536118284201925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/02/here-we-are-at-crossroads-once-again.html' title='Here we are, at the crossroads once again.'/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-3539405869348980137</id><published>2008-02-22T21:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T05:54:09.707-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2am, and the rain is falling.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"If practice makes perfect, then why nobody in the world is perfect?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, my blog is dead. T.T sigh, but nevermind lah, i think i will only blog once a week now. D: i have to convince myself that this is good for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;from today onwards, i will only be online on friday nights and weekends, unless neccessary. why the sudden change? apparently, my juniors, namely zhenyi and yongkian realised that i am always online and it seems like i never study, so i shall prove them wrong, by using the time which i normally use for computer usage for studying. this may be a good start to prepare myself for the 'O' Levels. (I am quite scared about it actually, since this whole week have been common tests, common tests and more common tests and i am already feeling the examination stress.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay, i will also reflect on what i have done this 2 months. i will try to do better, i've got evidence to show that. for once, i am actually planning to study for the pure history test next week tmrw. this may be very - for you, yet, to me, it is a big step of improvement alr. okay, all this stuff is getting so boring. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;common test week was sucky, and i am actually relieved it's finally over. the whole week passed so fast as though i was sitting in a bullet train for 5 days. with common tests over, although not well done, the burden in my heart has decreased. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i hate today a lot, we had chemistry and a.maths test today, one after another. i could jump down the building, totally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i think i have flunked my chemistry common test, since i lost 9 marks from it alr. one of the free-response questions happened to be printed on the same paper as the page where we write our questions' answers on, and i happened to pluck out the answering page and did not see the free-response question behind. when the teacher told us to stop, i stapled the papers back together and it was then i realised i just lost 10 marks. so i quickly scan through the free-response question and realised i could get 1 mark. 'Define the meaning of allotropes.' Easy, 1 mark secured, yet 9 marks gone. i knew how to do that question and it was seriously a waste. if they are going to determine the bandings by looking at the chemistry marks from the common test, i am sure i would be at the bottom of the list, and get into the lousiest band. I NEED TO BUCK UP, SERIOUSLY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mr Kat marked the papers later, and said that many flunked their MCQ, i believed i was one of the many, since i was confused with the many equations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A.Maths, i've got nothing to say. Only the graph question, surprisingly, was easy. the rest used up a lot of my brain cells and you could say all the cells went to waste. i tried my best to attempt every question, yet, some questions were too tough, and i was weak at Trigonometry. i dont want to talk about it alr. i am alr immune to failing, i know i shouldnt think that way. BUT. nevermind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;this post is so darn emo-ish, so i guess many would skip reading the contents. i am on the verge of breaking down, but i know i have to be strong, whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-3539405869348980137?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/3539405869348980137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=3539405869348980137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/3539405869348980137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/3539405869348980137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/02/2am-and-rain-is-falling.html' title='2am, and the rain is falling.'/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-3930861771426479120</id><published>2008-02-18T13:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T21:39:31.475-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I shouldnt love you, but i want to.</title><content type='html'>SICK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you happen to be late for school and is rushing to school at around 8 which is quite stupid, you might see a girl wearing a blue tee with her mama next to her walking on the way to the clinic, that's me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so boring stuck at home, with a head feeling so heavy that it might topple off anytime. i miss HCL common test and Chemistry IP, oh wow. that's great. that means i have to stay back on one of these days to do my common test ALONE and catch up on Chemistry, and that sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not that i wanna be sick, i seriously hope i will be okay by tmrw, and do my best in English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRAP. just typing these few words make me so tired alr, i feel so vulnerable. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-3930861771426479120?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/3930861771426479120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=3930861771426479120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/3930861771426479120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/3930861771426479120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-shouldnt-love-you-but-i-want-to.html' title='I shouldnt love you, but i want to.'/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-3066274819434577983</id><published>2008-02-17T21:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T05:07:37.344-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clumsy 'cause i'm falling in love. ♥</title><content type='html'>OMG. i was on youtube and i chanced upon this video of Steven Lim commenting on his self-claimed idol, Edison Chen.&lt;br /&gt;(Note: Do not view this after having a full meal.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WxCk4TM8GBc&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WxCk4TM8GBc&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so obvious that he is making use of Edison Chen's Scandal to let himself rise to fame. YUCK. Not only does he disgraces himself, Singapore is also being disgraced. Comments i read have people asking whether the people living in Singapore are like this. NEH SHIT can! by the way, there are more of his videos, just look at the links. i am too lazy to post all his videos up on my blog, plus it might make my blog lag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, this video reminded me a lot of the Chris Crocker's version on Britney Spears, the video where he kept saying 'Leave Britney Alone!' hahah! JUST FOR LAUGHS! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i ran at the stadium today, 6rounds, not really a lot i know. but this is only the starting. yeah, so i planned to run every sunday i guess. I WANNA BURN MY FATS! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shitty CT week starts tmrw, while the Sec 2 and 3 are having fun in their camps. Oh, i will get over it, hurhur.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-3066274819434577983?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/3066274819434577983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=3066274819434577983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/3066274819434577983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/3066274819434577983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/02/clumsy-cause-im-falling-in-love.html' title='Clumsy &apos;cause i&apos;m falling in love. ♥'/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-7640987020147043232</id><published>2008-02-14T20:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:38:35.402-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And the hearts are all over the world tonight. ♥</title><content type='html'>hello, i love you. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R7QtsrZxvVI/AAAAAAAAAjg/erwXXmtg238/s1600-h/Image(2434).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166804918089137490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R7QtsrZxvVI/AAAAAAAAAjg/erwXXmtg238/s320/Image(2434).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(pack of twisties and wangwang biscuits not included)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R7Q2h7ZxvXI/AAAAAAAAAjw/6oQWsmbyKhA/s1600-h/Image(2437).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166814629010193778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R7Q2h7ZxvXI/AAAAAAAAAjw/6oQWsmbyKhA/s320/Image(2437).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found these hidden deep within my refrigerator which i believe was one of the valentine's gift i received &lt;strong&gt;2 years ago.&lt;/strong&gt; T.T&lt;br /&gt;(i threw them away after taking this photo. sorry about the flash.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R7Qu6bZxvWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/37iJIvNNmlg/s1600-h/valentine08.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166806253823966562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R7Qu6bZxvWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/37iJIvNNmlg/s320/valentine08.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;google is always so creative. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY VALENTINES' DAY AND HAPPY BIRTHDAY, A.HAFIZ!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-7640987020147043232?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/7640987020147043232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=7640987020147043232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/7640987020147043232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/7640987020147043232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/02/and-hearts-are-all-over-world-tonight.html' title='And the hearts are all over the world tonight. ♥'/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R7QtsrZxvVI/AAAAAAAAAjg/erwXXmtg238/s72-c/Image(2434).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-4244852262137014399</id><published>2008-02-12T21:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T05:44:42.718-08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Cause you said forever. ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fourcee-oheight.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333333;"&gt;FOURCEE! ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#666666;"&gt;VISIT IT AND TAG, PEOPLE, REVIVED AND ALL EDITED BY NURULAIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;----------------------------&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;neh shit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of my computers crashed on me. D:&lt;br /&gt;i lost all my new songs inside and will never get it back alr. DD:&lt;br /&gt;the photos i uploaded recently for the CNY and the Sentosa Flower Fair are all gone. DDD:&lt;br /&gt;i am not going to upload the photos on blog anymore, sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah, dont know why can. i was like just using the computer like usual, then suddenly it blacked out. i switched the computer off, and then switched it on again. NOTHING. -.- heartpain heartpain. :C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to ms tock's house today to bainian. a bit late though, hahah. and she lives at the 26storey, super high can! we took turns looking at her wedding photos, photos when she was younger, etc. and then we took group photos. (: later she gave us &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;angbao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;valentine's day is coming, can i dont go to school on that day? ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont feel like giving anybody anything this year, although i just bought them. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;very tired alr. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-4244852262137014399?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/4244852262137014399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=4244852262137014399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/4244852262137014399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/4244852262137014399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/02/so-how-will-you-clear-your-conscience.html' title='&apos;Cause you said forever. ♥'/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-7161248605780817807</id><published>2008-02-11T18:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:38:36.078-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're every minute of my everything. ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rest In Peace, Ah Meng.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R7AlErZxvUI/AAAAAAAAAjY/GqHXLZIJgBQ/s1600-h/2_200721_1_248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165669534894505282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R7AlErZxvUI/AAAAAAAAAjY/GqHXLZIJgBQ/s320/2_200721_1_248.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;does anyone dont know that Ah Meng died on Friday, 8 February 2008? Please, someone tell me that you didnt know that she has died or something if not i'd feel very WOLS to have realised about her death only on Sunday, 10 February 2008. anyway, she was 48.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;super sad lah, even though i believe i have never seen her before. but, yeah, she was quite famous leh, then die. luckily she died a natural death, not those sick then die, etc. yeah, and she's considered old alr, her age is equal to a human of around age 95. normally, orangutans living till 40yearsold is alr considered old alr, and miraculously, she lived till 48. and i feel really sad for the zookeeper who was taking care of her. he had took care of her for 34 years alr, which is about 3/4 of Ah Meng's life. it's like having someone you're closed to die. wahhhh, heartpain leh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;lastly, i hope she rest in peace. (one minute of silence.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;-------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;the old lady i mentioned about at the flower fair, i realised i've got a photo of half her face! (she's the one at the left, she may look young, but uh-uh.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R7AkxrZxvTI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/tTZIehDMM88/s1600-h/Image091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165669208476990770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R7AkxrZxvTI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/tTZIehDMM88/s320/Image091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SOURHEART!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-7161248605780817807?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/7161248605780817807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=7161248605780817807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/7161248605780817807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/7161248605780817807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/02/youre-every-minute-of-my-everything.html' title='You&apos;re every minute of my everything. ♥'/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R7AlErZxvUI/AAAAAAAAAjY/GqHXLZIJgBQ/s72-c/2_200721_1_248.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-6483337480021062714</id><published>2008-02-10T15:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:38:36.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentosa Flower Fair. ♥</title><content type='html'>DDD: the sun did not wait for me. and peiwen &lt;em&gt;pangseh-ed&lt;/em&gt; us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sentosa Flower Fair&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met with 8th aunt and 8th uncle together with shimin and my brother at the bus interchange. took bus 188 to harbourfront to meet with kaixin and jiaxin and have our early dinner. as we were sort of rushing for time, we settled for a quick dinner at KFC. the three of us, shimin, my brother and i, (the rest had eaten) had shrooms meal with the side meal change to cheese fries. we had the pasta shrimp cheez too. the pasta shrimp cheez sucks, like totally. it tastes like those breaded shrimp and even though i could see the pasta i was biting into, it taste like nothing. the only thing i could taste was the shrimp and the crust. i was even wondering if they remembered adding the cheese inside or not. such a disappointment. the cheese fries werent any better. there was too much cheese and it makes one wonder whether it should be called fries cheese instead of cheese fries. yuck, the thought of them just make me feel disgusted. i just hope only this KFC outlet (Harbourfront Centre) sells this quality of food, come to think of it, the outlet in Lot1 serves food that taste okay to me. ahh, whatever, i sound like a food critic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after eating, we went to VivoCity 3rd storey to get our admission tickets to Sentosa and then took the skytrain to the Flower Fair. when we finally reached, there were so many people. O.O then we started camwhoring with the pretty flowers. hahah. darkness came fast but we were still busy camwhoring. the wind was strong and i was loving every moment there. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh ya, i remember there was this &lt;s&gt;old hag&lt;/s&gt; old lady who is so _______. she asked my 8th uncle to help her take a photo of her next to the flowers and she was like so _______. before she asked my uncle, she had actually asked someone else to help her take, and i overheard their conversation. she was like telling the person who was helping her take the photo to retake her photo again cause she claimed she saw the person's hand trembling and she's afraid that the photo might not be nice. LIKE LOL?! people help you take photo very good alr, still complain so much. yuckyuck. then my uncle was the unlucky one. halfway helping her to take her photo, the memory/battery ran out. so we, yes, WE had to wait for her to change and for our uncle to help her retake the photo again. and she was like asking the others who are also taking photographs at the same place to like 'go away' first cause she want to take a photo. -.- so irritating can, i dont like (her). D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we stopped at a place for a rest and ate those baby oranges with our 8th aunt brought. and we camwhored &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt;. we had actually wanted to go up to the merlion later, but it was too late and the charges were not worth the money. imagine, 8bucks for a tiring and sweaty climb up to the merlion head just to see the &lt;em&gt;ohsobeautiful&lt;/em&gt; night view (ok, i just remember there's lifts to take up to the merlion's head), but still, it's not worth it. i rather buy myself a new tee or something, gahh. :D oh by the way, something random, &lt;strong&gt;Subway&lt;/strong&gt;'s just so tempting. we walked past it and the smells kept drifting out. (&lt;em&gt;drools&lt;/em&gt;) anyway, we went around walking 'aimlessly' and we saw the luge (skyride) and the go-kart thingy. we had actually wanted to have a try on the go-kart but sad to say, there were too many people queueing up for it and it was almost 9 alr. D: nevermind, i believe we'd have the chance to go on it next time. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a while, we decided to leave Sentosa. And so we boarded the skytrain and went back to VivoCity. We left and went our own ways, with jiaxin and kaixin leaving with their parents who were already there, and the rest of us leaving with shimin's parents and her brother. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall, i guess the trip was great except for the fact that peiwen &lt;em&gt;pangseh-ed&lt;/em&gt; us and that the Sun left before i was at Sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Dear Shufen,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello. I have been fine lately. I am sorry I couldnt be there waiting for you to come as I have to go home for my reunion dinner. I waited for you for long yet you did not arrive and it was almost time for me to go. I guess we will still meet again some other time so please do not feel sad. Lastly, I hope you enjoy yourself at the Flower Fair even without my companion. I hope to see you soon. Goodbye and Take Care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO, with lots of love,&lt;br /&gt;Your friend,&lt;br /&gt;Sun. ♥ &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos coming soon, i've still yet to get the photos from Shimin.&lt;br /&gt;(okay, maybe i should put some that i took/got from others.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;NewYearDayOne&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R66h_bZxvRI/AAAAAAAAAjA/7oPNB0Aktlg/s1600-h/LOVEE-017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165243933700242706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R66h_bZxvRI/AAAAAAAAAjA/7oPNB0Aktlg/s320/LOVEE-017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;NewYearDayTwo&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R66h-bZxvQI/AAAAAAAAAi4/Huc24J7VyE4/s1600-h/LOVEE-079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165243916520373506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R66h-bZxvQI/AAAAAAAAAi4/Huc24J7VyE4/s320/LOVEE-079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R66q-7ZxvSI/AAAAAAAAAjI/UcnP9TJzSo8/s1600-h/Shoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165253820714958114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R66q-7ZxvSI/AAAAAAAAAjI/UcnP9TJzSo8/s320/Shoes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;NewYearDayThree&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R66h9rZxvPI/AAAAAAAAAiw/JW7QnX_HhgM/s1600-h/DSC00248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165243903635471602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R66h9rZxvPI/AAAAAAAAAiw/JW7QnX_HhgM/s320/DSC00248.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will update on the photos soon. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All i wanna do is find a way back into love. ♥&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-6483337480021062714?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/6483337480021062714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=6483337480021062714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/6483337480021062714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/6483337480021062714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/02/sentosa-flower-fair.html' title='Sentosa Flower Fair. ♥'/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R66h_bZxvRI/AAAAAAAAAjA/7oPNB0Aktlg/s72-c/LOVEE-017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-6337228489015731057</id><published>2008-02-09T15:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T22:03:25.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>okay, i shall update a very detailed post today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;7 February 2008&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up and then went to maternal grandparents' house to &lt;em&gt;bainian&lt;/em&gt;. received lots of angbao, okay very lame, update on this i know. but this is supposed to be a very detailed post remember? :D entertain myself by observing what my other cousins were wearing and doing. apparently, one of them had brought this thing called the PSP along and the younger cousins were all obsessed by it and kept on wanting to play with it, i was super &lt;em&gt;sian diao&lt;/em&gt;. i totally have no idea what is so nice about PSP, can someone like convince me its good points that makes people fight for it like aunties in the market fighting over some fishes? (okay, i am exaggerating.) ate brunch later and chatted over poly-jc stuff with cousins, then left for home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waited for the other cousins to come to &lt;em&gt;bainian&lt;/em&gt; since my paternal grandparents are staying with us. after like so long, finally some arrived. as usual, getting of red packets. after that, we chatted and then camwhored, decided on movie, took lame video, etc, as mentioned in my previous post. had dinner later and lame jokes were told, later went to shimin's house to play cards. and it was so effin hot even when the air-con was on, and in the end, we realised that the air-con was set to fan mode. -.- later, kaixin and jiaxin left, followed by the rest. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;8 February 2008&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;laoyusheng&lt;/strong&gt;! peiwen's mother brought the things needed for them and we &lt;em&gt;laoyusheng&lt;/em&gt;! so happy can, LOL. once again, my hands and clothes were soiled by the&lt;em&gt; lao-ing&lt;/em&gt; and there were bits of carrot etc everywhere, even on my hair! :/ kaixin and jiaxin arrived late, so when they reached my house, we were already finishing the &lt;em&gt;yusheng&lt;/em&gt;. crapping later and playing of the same card game in my room, (with peiwen torturing my stuffed toys, i swear next time i'd get some safety deposit box to store my stuffed toys the next time she's coming). camwhored (again) and had a so-called early dinner since we were catching the movie (CJ7) later. after dinner, jiaxin, peiwen, kaixin, shimin and i went down the estate for a walk, cause we figured out that it's better than staying at home doing nothing. hahah. after the trip back, we camwhored again (very narcissistic i know)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we reached home, the adults were like saying all of us have to go to 8th aunt house since they wanna go to &lt;em&gt;taijinpo&lt;/em&gt; house to &lt;em&gt;bainian&lt;/em&gt; and they were planning to leave us at 8th aunt house since 8th aunt live quite near&lt;em&gt; taijinpo&lt;/em&gt; (same block). so the guys were like playing with 8th aunt's parrot. -.- we girls camwhored at the sofa later and after that, we walked to lot 1 to catch CJ7! super lots of people and due to the renovating of the movie theatre, the counter selling the movie food was closed and there was a temporary one, which was super pathetic since they only sell packeted popcorns and mineral water! there goes our 'plan' of what to eat. :C and guess how much one bottle of mineral water cost? $2.10! &lt;s&gt;daylight&lt;/s&gt;evening robbery! :3 me and jiaxin got a lollipop each, 60cents, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the tickets were a thick stack since 20 of us were watching. :D i love the movie, super nice (to me lah)! was sucking the lollipop throughout, lol. anyway, i would have enjoyed the movie more if it wasnt for this 10year plusplus girl who sit behind me. her legs were lifted high up and were touching the back of my seat, what's more, she was kicking it. i was like distracted due to her momentum kicking and was turning back and tsk-ing all the way. if her mother wasnt with her, and if it wasnt new year, i'd asked her to stop it with a very threatening tone that would make her cry. i feel like slapping her too, and sitting behind her and kicking her seat to see whether she likes it or not. and her laughter is super super irritating. you'd laugh like hell if you hear it cause it's one of a kind. shithershithershithershither, it's so obvious that when i turned back and tsk-ed at her means i am not happy alr, and yet that &lt;s&gt;arsehole&lt;/s&gt;shitty girl continued kicking the seat. i &lt;s&gt;hate&lt;/s&gt;dislike her. DD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i still love CJ7. (: saw nicole on the way out and found out that she was watching kungfu dunk, hahah. went to Mac later to satisfy my sudden craving for Mac's fries. in the end, the fries were so not nice. D: took the bus 307 back. when we reached the lift lobby, the 12 (8 left) of us entered the lift and while on the way to the 2nd storey, the lift dropped down (cause we were too heavy). and it dropped below the first storey by a little. there was an obvious difference in the height of the life and the actual lift lobby's floor. shimin and kaixin went out and we went up first. then someone waited for kaixin (ohsosweet!). hahaha, they left a while later. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;9 February 2008&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to some Sentosa Flower Fair later with a few of the cousins, of course i'm not interested in the Flower Fair, was just interested in the word 'Sentosa' plus the scorching sun. when my aunt asked if i wanna go, i was like yes, and i thought we would be going in the afternoon but she told me we'd be going in the evening so that it wouldnt be that hot. was kind of sad for awhile since that means that i wouldnt be able to get my tan, but cheered myself up and convinced myself that the sun will still be scorching and sunny when we reached there. (pray hard okay!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Dear Sun,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello. How have you been? I haven't been visiting your rays since last year, so please, i am going to visit you today at Sentosa around the evening. Please wait for my arrival, you can put a red carpet to welcome me if you wish to, and please set your rays to the highest and make me get my nice tan. I miss you and your rays a lot and i hope you miss me and my &lt;s&gt;fair&lt;/s&gt; skin too. I hope to hear from you soon, telling me that you will still be at Sentosa waiting for me to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO, with lots of love,&lt;br /&gt;Your number one fan,&lt;br /&gt;Shufen. ♥ &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photo updates soon. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-6337228489015731057?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/6337228489015731057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=6337228489015731057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/6337228489015731057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/6337228489015731057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-8831580518939924544</id><published>2008-02-08T12:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T20:59:14.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR, HUMANS!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again, i am updating my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was an okay day only. and i realised that when we were bored, we camwhored like lots lots lots. i think half the day was spent on camwhoring. (: the latter half was spent on playing games using the poker cards and deciding on the movie we are watching (today) and the booking of them. 20 of us are going which is like so many? hahah, we decided on CJ7 by the way. watching at 7.50pm, hope it's nice. i am not gonna cross my fingers cause doing that gives me bad luck. hahah. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh before i forgot, during the camwhore period, i took a video of my &lt;em&gt;siaozhabor&lt;/em&gt; ahbu. hahha, she was pretending to be camera-shy, which she is so not, and after the 4mins long video, people who view the video dont even know how she look like. Starring: &lt;strong&gt;Miss Tan Pei Wen&lt;/strong&gt;, Co-Starring: &lt;strong&gt;Miss Ong Kai Xin&lt;/strong&gt; plus a few others and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;my melodious voice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. (the one who keeps twees-ing and waving in red is &lt;strong&gt;Ong Kai Xin&lt;/strong&gt;, and of course i dont have to say which is &lt;strong&gt;Tan Pei Wen&lt;/strong&gt; since it's so darn obvious unless you are a bit WOLS which i believe you ain't.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photos will be uploaded once i got all of them. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till now, look at this video, exclusive! :D&lt;br /&gt;(note: some parts may be quite boring. plus, you might have to tilt you heads.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9_-z7rzIxPw&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9_-z7rzIxPw&amp;rel=1" 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;em&gt;If every simple song i wrote to you would take your breath away,&lt;br /&gt;I'd write it all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-8831580518939924544?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/8831580518939924544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=8831580518939924544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/8831580518939924544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/8831580518939924544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-new-year-humans-once-again-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-7202161830300959967</id><published>2008-02-06T16:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T00:38:19.759-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, i got nothing to rant about today, serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese new year celebration was boring with the letter 'B' and yunhui and i did not go to bugis. instead we went causeway. cause we didnt really feel like going bugis, hahah. so i got nothing to say. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmm, maybe i shall put a photo here or something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*starts searching the pictures folder for something nice/funny.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, apparently i got nothing for you people to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Happy New Year (Eve)! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, PEIYEN &amp;amp; CLIVE (5FEB)!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if i could turn back the time, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i would put you first in my life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-7202161830300959967?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/7202161830300959967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=7202161830300959967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/7202161830300959967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/7202161830300959967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/02/okay-i-got-nothing-to-rant-about-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-2133538067821096352</id><published>2008-02-05T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T05:21:27.212-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my blog is dead. my blog is dead. my blog is dead. DD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got like nothing to rant about this few days, my life has been boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind, i guess i might post tmrw, since there's the new year celebration in school and also going to bugis with yunhui. so yeah. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna sleep. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And where your love has always been enough for me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-2133538067821096352?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/2133538067821096352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=2133538067821096352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/2133538067821096352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/2133538067821096352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-blog-is-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-2227262965244667174</id><published>2008-02-01T20:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:38:37.087-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R6MI-ocjhII/AAAAAAAAAig/4Zz6byL8zsU/s1600-h/Image000bn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161979469998818434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R6MI-ocjhII/AAAAAAAAAig/4Zz6byL8zsU/s320/Image000bn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R6MI-4cjhJI/AAAAAAAAAio/n3pT5vecnfs/s1600-h/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161979474293785746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R6MI-4cjhJI/AAAAAAAAAio/n3pT5vecnfs/s320/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahah. zhuo lao shi is so cute lah, i didnt write the answer to the 'li jie wen da' in full sentences and she drew that face on the paper. so cute can. hahha. and she even showed us how the face is supposed to look like. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay i know that my blog is seriously dead but these days has been so boring! ms sim didnt come again as usual and mr koh didnt &lt;em&gt;sarca&lt;/em&gt; me anymore so i guess life's good. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oops, i am afraid that i might have spoken too soon since i got an instinct that maybe my luck will be going down next week. D: okay, whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.evideo.edu.sg/sdma/voting_view.asp?v=7"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;http://www.evideo.edu.sg/sdma/voting_view.asp?v=7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;hey people who still like give me face and read my blog, please do go to this website and support KSS! your vote is greatly appreciated and if it's not troublesome, you can even ask your whole familyto help vote since 1person is only entitled to 1vote only, due to the fact that they need your nric. but trust me, this is just to ensure that one person vote a time only, so yeah, it's safe, they wont use your nric to do anything funny. (: thanks a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it was just an excuse to see each other.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-2227262965244667174?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/2227262965244667174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=2227262965244667174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/2227262965244667174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/2227262965244667174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/02/hahah.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R6MI-ocjhII/AAAAAAAAAig/4Zz6byL8zsU/s72-c/Image000bn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-1611486397200564236</id><published>2008-01-28T18:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:38:47.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates.</title><content type='html'>okay. i am updating now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday Morning plus Afternoon.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- SS Project at Woodlands Regional Library.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- The rest were late so i met with jiazhi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Had breakfast at Mac.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Looked for seats in the library after breakfast and realised that singaporeans are all so kiasu. (library opening hours at 11, and when it's not even 11, the seats which has tables are all taken.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Halfway looking for seats, Sourheart and Shark arrived.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Started discussing about the Project.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I left halfway to fetch Xuanyu. (apparently, he doesnt know how to go to the Library. -.-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Saw GuanYeow and a few others going to the Library to do the SS Project too. (what a coincidence.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Continued on Project while waiting for George to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- (Extra) I realised that George has a very low and loud voice because he called me on the phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Completion of Project and then had lunch at Banquet with the rest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Lunch was funny, with the &lt;em&gt;'chicken-ny&lt;/em&gt;' joke i made. (it was not a joke initially but they laughed at me. whatever, haha.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Saw Shunyu and gang on the escalator, guess they were going to celebrate his birthday. (yesterday) &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Went to Sweettalk and took the train home later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday Evening.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Dined at this restaurant at the Warren Golf and Country Club.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- 7-course meal plus dessert.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Tasted not bad and was full.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Camwhored like an idiot and i think many saw my retarded acts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Ms Sim didnt come. D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I think she's really pregnant. DD:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I dont like it. DDD:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- In fact, i hate it. DDDD:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Chinese lesson with the &lt;em&gt;Liaoning&lt;/em&gt; people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Quite entertaining i guess, better than normal lessons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Lunched at &lt;strong&gt;Subway&lt;/strong&gt;, yummeh. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Photos.&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R52rwocjg6I/AAAAAAAAAgw/lUilazEto_4/s1600-h/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160469600015713186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R52rwocjg6I/AAAAAAAAAgw/lUilazEto_4/s320/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R52rxYcjg7I/AAAAAAAAAg4/jL9H9lDwYRk/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160469612900615090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R52rxYcjg7I/AAAAAAAAAg4/jL9H9lDwYRk/s320/Image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R52rx4cjg8I/AAAAAAAAAhA/O7xUgiAsqCE/s1600-h/Image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160469621490549698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R52rx4cjg8I/AAAAAAAAAhA/O7xUgiAsqCE/s320/Image006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R52ryIcjg9I/AAAAAAAAAhI/cL5hC-lGZDc/s1600-h/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160469625785517010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R52ryIcjg9I/AAAAAAAAAhI/cL5hC-lGZDc/s320/Image007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;look again, stupid doodlings on the guestbook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R52tSocjg-I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/ICvj-0WOf5U/s1600-h/Image011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160471283642893282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R52tSocjg-I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/ICvj-0WOf5U/s320/Image011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R52tTIcjg_I/AAAAAAAAAhY/Mhe2RkrkTrY/s1600-h/Image013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160471292232827890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R52tTIcjg_I/AAAAAAAAAhY/Mhe2RkrkTrY/s320/Image013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R52tTYcjhAI/AAAAAAAAAhg/4HhF8vnj3hg/s1600-h/Image(2212).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160471296527795202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R52tTYcjhAI/AAAAAAAAAhg/4HhF8vnj3hg/s320/Image(2212).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R52tTocjhBI/AAAAAAAAAho/xej2wac2f6w/s1600-h/Image(2222).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160471300822762514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R52tTocjhBI/AAAAAAAAAho/xej2wac2f6w/s320/Image(2222).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i realised there's this small little gap at the door which people can peep into the cubicle. EEW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R52tTocjhCI/AAAAAAAAAhw/Mw14z6YXx9I/s1600-h/Image(2224).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160471300822762530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R52tTocjhCI/AAAAAAAAAhw/Mw14z6YXx9I/s320/Image(2224).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;trying to get an emo photo of my &lt;em&gt;mama&lt;/em&gt;, she so willing to pose for me! haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R52unocjhDI/AAAAAAAAAh4/SlDo1hfM-nc/s1600-h/Image(2238).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160472743931774002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R52unocjhDI/AAAAAAAAAh4/SlDo1hfM-nc/s320/Image(2238).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R52un4cjhEI/AAAAAAAAAiA/wol1ejxl7Ww/s1600-h/Image(2249).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160472748226741314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R52un4cjhEI/AAAAAAAAAiA/wol1ejxl7Ww/s320/Image(2249).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;ah ma&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;ah gong&lt;/em&gt;. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R52uoIcjhFI/AAAAAAAAAiI/9u7B7tArh_w/s1600-h/Image(2252).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160472752521708626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R52uoIcjhFI/AAAAAAAAAiI/9u7B7tArh_w/s320/Image(2252).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R52uoocjhHI/AAAAAAAAAiY/jI72r71hx40/s1600-h/Image(2240).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160472761111643250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R52uoocjhHI/AAAAAAAAAiY/jI72r71hx40/s320/Image(2240).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;i got over you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-1611486397200564236?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/1611486397200564236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=1611486397200564236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/1611486397200564236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/1611486397200564236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/01/updates_28.html' title='Updates.'/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R52rwocjg6I/AAAAAAAAAgw/lUilazEto_4/s72-c/Image003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-8513841959117406058</id><published>2008-01-24T18:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T02:37:01.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>'O' Level Chinese.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;very buayba, but i'm super proud of what i got. 'cause i didnt expect to get an A1 lah. (due to the fact that i'd thought i'd screw my orals) then i was so nervous like hell and i heard that 4 people got B3 and i started to get scared that i might be one of them. then during recess, ms tang was like patting me on my back and saying that 'All I can say is that I'm very proud of you'. and it left me feeling confused. my doubts were kind of cleared when mr koh said if he didnt remember wrongly, i got an A1. i was like so relieved at that moment can. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;however, when we were at the hall waiting for the release of the results, i could feel the tense atmosphere in the hall. really, and i swear many felt the same as i am. and after much talking and congratulating the top students, we finally got our results back. when ms tock finally called my name, i went up and took the 'certificate'. i dared not look can. i peep at it and saw 'ONE' and 'A'. super super happy (i know my vocab is very limited.) and i cried. very very dumb, maybe i cried because the heavy 'stone' in my heart has been heaved off, or maybe i just felt so stressed up suddenly with the others getting their results and everything. aiya, dont know lah, just cried and some thought i got a bad result. hahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;anyway, congratulations to all those who got the results they wanted. cheers. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; i'm leaving you behind with the past.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-8513841959117406058?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/8513841959117406058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=8513841959117406058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/8513841959117406058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/8513841959117406058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/01/o.html' title='&apos;O&apos; Level Chinese.'/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-5529073888041528132</id><published>2008-01-23T21:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T04:59:26.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn Everything</title><content type='html'>Damn Damn Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'O' Levels Result are being released tmrw in the afternoon. I am so nervous until i feel like just peeing in my pants. NOT. I am like so worried about my chinese results lah, like crap. i think i screwed the paper and now it's too late to complain. okay, whatever, i am just like ranting nonsense now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and ms sim hasnt been coming to school for a consecutive 3days alr, so unlike her style to be not in school for so long. i wonder what happened to her, maybe she's pregnant? (mouth hanging agape, starts thinking of the many possibilities) wahh, damn man, if she really get pregnant, 4c's maths can die. i dont want any relief teacher coming in to substitute her lessons, it's difficult to learn and concentrate. plus this year's an important year alr, &lt;em&gt;neh shit&lt;/em&gt; lah. hahah, and i realised i am talking as though she's really pregnant. CHOY ah, i dont want her to get pregnant, not being bad, at least, if she wants to get pregnant, please like wait till next year or at least after our 'O' Levels can. i feel so selfish, whatever. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i flunked my chemistry judging from the look on mr kat's face, faggot. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Te extraño.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-5529073888041528132?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/5529073888041528132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=5529073888041528132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/5529073888041528132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/5529073888041528132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/01/damn-damn-damn.html' title='Damn Everything'/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-2078078767155267198</id><published>2008-01-21T21:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T05:43:45.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RE: Nothing Better To Do.</title><content type='html'>hahaha. remember i sent an email to Viwawa.com staff? (it's the entry below this) to think they actually reply me! how shockingly, flabbergasted-ly, astonishing-ly true! (okay, i'm exaggerating.) but seriously i didnt expect an email in return from them. cause i was just like trying my luck, plus i thought it would be fun to like send something to them, very bad i know. and here's their reply:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hi crybaby,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your email verification link is: &lt;a href="http://www.viwawa.com/user/validate_email?vcode=4d9fe14b28eebde002b674810f7defac955ad8b3" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;http://www.viwawa.com/user/validate_email?vcode=4d9fe14b28eebde002b674810f7defac955ad8b3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Please click the link above. If it is not clickable, you can copy and paste the above link into your Internet Browser and it will activate your account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you require any help, do drop us an email. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Viwawa Team&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still cant close my still-hanging-agape mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It feels like my point of existence,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Has vanished with you in the distance.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whatever it takes, i'll persist to see your face again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-2078078767155267198?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/2078078767155267198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=2078078767155267198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/2078078767155267198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/2078078767155267198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/01/re-nothing-better-to-do.html' title='RE: Nothing Better To Do.'/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-2359167931335383808</id><published>2008-01-21T18:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T03:00:12.282-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing Better To Do.</title><content type='html'>iambored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oral IP was fun today. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and zhenyi and yongkian introduced this website, Viwawa.com to me. they told me i can play this game called Wahjong, which i believed that is renamed from the original Mahjong. so i went there and registered. And you know normally they will send a verification email to you one right? Yeah, it was in the junk folder and so i went there. But somehow i got distracted and dont know what i was thinking, so i deleted away the email. then after a while, i was like shit, then how to verify? then i thought maybe i should check the 'Deleted' Bin, yet, it wasnt there at all. and so i decided to send an email to the people in charge.&lt;strong&gt; NOTHING BETTER TO DO&lt;/strong&gt;, I KNOW. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Dear Staff of Viwawa,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have registered for an account in Viwawa.com and I went to the Junk Email Folder so that I can open the verification email. However, before I open it, I accidentally pressed the 'Delete' button, and when I tried to check the 'Deleted' column for it, it wasn't there already. So I went back to Viwawa.com and tried to register again, still using the same email. However, it told me that my email has already been taken. Can you help me to fix this, like eg, send me another verification email again? Thanks and I hope to hear from you soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahha. very very crazy so like me! :D oh, and come to think of it, i remember sending an email like this too, to Blogger. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're my sunshine after the rain.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're the cure against my fear and my pain.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-2359167931335383808?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/2359167931335383808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=2359167931335383808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/2359167931335383808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/2359167931335383808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/01/iambored.html' title='Nothing Better To Do.'/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-1378614717826264363</id><published>2008-01-20T18:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:38:48.697-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 3 Year Old 'Brother'. :D</title><content type='html'>i love shopping! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R5Mfx6wAY7I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/NipqabuyLcw/s1600-h/Image(2105).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157500940714009522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R5Mfx6wAY7I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/NipqabuyLcw/s320/Image(2105).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R5MfxqwAY6I/AAAAAAAAAgI/IUL93GRckTM/s1600-h/Image(2102).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157500936419042210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R5MfxqwAY6I/AAAAAAAAAgI/IUL93GRckTM/s320/Image(2102).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R5Mfx6wAY8I/AAAAAAAAAgY/5oLkU5u_EjE/s1600-h/Image(2106).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157500940714009538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R5Mfx6wAY8I/AAAAAAAAAgY/5oLkU5u_EjE/s320/Image(2106).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R5MfyKwAY9I/AAAAAAAAAgg/OLkkkbfRZWg/s1600-h/Image(2108).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157500945008976850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R5MfyKwAY9I/AAAAAAAAAgg/OLkkkbfRZWg/s320/Image(2108).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my 3year old brother! (i wish.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, AH GONG (ZHANNING)!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, I’m not paralyzed,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But, I seem to be struck by you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-1378614717826264363?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/1378614717826264363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=1378614717826264363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/1378614717826264363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/1378614717826264363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-3-year-old-brother-d.html' title='My 3 Year Old &apos;Brother&apos;. :D'/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R5Mfx6wAY7I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/NipqabuyLcw/s72-c/Image(2105).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-4559694724582097129</id><published>2008-01-18T22:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T06:17:39.967-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;disappointment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;my hopes were torn as usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;painful goodbyes that were never said and never explained.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;I really hate Jerk.&lt;/s&gt; Alot. Whatever, i dont care anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Stupid Jerk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-4559694724582097129?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/4559694724582097129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=4559694724582097129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/4559694724582097129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/4559694724582097129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/01/disappointment.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-4434074385071381706</id><published>2008-01-17T20:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T04:05:08.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;17 Dec 1992.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You find yourself in luck, both in personal and professional life. You like to share your wealth and happiness with friends. You are probably very ambitious and goal oriented. Sometimes, you getover excited and take on more than you can manage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Strength:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ability to make your own luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Weakness:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking you can do it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did this on facebook, What Does Your Birthdate Means? how very true. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was shitty as usual, with the exception of a few happy moments like during recess. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a heaty arguement with one teacher yesterday, and i think i got some of my classmates shock at the fact that i retort back at the teacher. but i wasnt being rebellious, the teacher really pissed me. she actually accused me of cheating and gave me a 0 on my paper and so i went to argue with her. she asked, 'You're not happy is it?' i was like 'hot' already, so i replied, 'Precisely!' with much anger. and the whole class was quiet. LOL. and guess what i did later? i crumpled the test paper and then cried. very very stupid i know, i was angry till i cried. i really hate being maligned. and that teacher dont even care, she continued teaching, which obviously meant that she was really oblivious to the surroundings. after the lesson, i was asked to see her. and she told me that she want me to know that she wasnt really biased against me etc. from the tone of her voice, i ____________. fill in the blanks, i dont want to say it. and lastly, she asked me to stay happy. LMAO. and then when i went back to class, some were asking me why i was laughing. -.- okay, i so hate the teacher now, but i hate shit more, if you know what i'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously i dont know what i did in my previous life to get sucky te*chers like this. oops, i didnt spell the whole word out, so i am not pointing fingers at anybody. i think that i must have done a lot of bad things to suffer under the te*chers' torture. sigh, this is my fate. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;die. i'm super addicted to &lt;strong&gt;'With You' by Chris Brown&lt;/strong&gt;. ♥ i have looped it and have been listening to it since 1hr ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DEBORAH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll divide my sense of longing into a thousand pieces,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;then fold them into paper airplanes and fly them to you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;in hope that you will come looking for me with them in your hands.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-4434074385071381706?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/4434074385071381706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=4434074385071381706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/4434074385071381706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/4434074385071381706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/01/updates.html' title='Updates.'/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-4506567473378785508</id><published>2008-01-15T20:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:38:48.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spongebob Is Gay.</title><content type='html'>my blog is dead. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is the reason why i am here today to revive it, Have got lots of things happening this week, but somehow i cant think of them at the moment. TSKTSK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and i brought my dearest patrick to school today cause i thought it might get bored being stuck at home. and i got crazy with it with some others. hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to all haters of patrick, i dont care if patrick is dumb/stupid/fat/whatever, he's cute and that's a fact. and stop comparing spongebob with patrick. they're like worlds apart. spongebob is so ugly, and he looks like a &lt;em&gt;ticko&lt;/em&gt;. i've got evidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R4yfHawAY5I/AAAAAAAAAgA/5AYB5tKADD4/s1600-h/cam.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155670623220949906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R4yfHawAY5I/AAAAAAAAAgA/5AYB5tKADD4/s320/cam.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R4yfHKwAY4I/AAAAAAAAAf4/pGQyY7ctGO4/s1600-h/SpongeBobSquarepantsWallpaper800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155670618925982594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R4yfHKwAY4I/AAAAAAAAAf4/pGQyY7ctGO4/s320/SpongeBobSquarepantsWallpaper800.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, this photo of him look so &lt;em&gt;ticko-ish.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus.&lt;br /&gt;- He has worn make-up in SEVERAL episodes.&lt;br /&gt;- In the 2002 episode "Rock-a-Bye Bivalve", SpongeBob and Patrick adopt a baby scallop. When SpongeBob and Patrick decide to take care of the scallop, Patrick says that he wanted to be the mom, SpongeBob then informs him that he can't be the mom because he doesn't wear a shirt. Spongebob then decides to be the housewife and cooks and cleans as a wife would do!&lt;br /&gt;- He has teddy bear posters with rainbows and teddy bears in general.&lt;br /&gt;- He laughs like a gay "guy" and has a girly voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yuck yuck yuck. the thought of him really digust me a lot. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, who's the pink chubby creature which wears green boxers with purple flowers on it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PATRICK LOVE! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And if our love was a story book &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We would meet on the very first page &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The last chapter would be about &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How I’m thankful for the life we’ve had.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-4506567473378785508?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/4506567473378785508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=4506567473378785508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/4506567473378785508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/4506567473378785508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/01/spongebob-is-gay.html' title='Spongebob Is Gay.'/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R4yfHawAY5I/AAAAAAAAAgA/5AYB5tKADD4/s72-c/cam.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-4546357751389238257</id><published>2008-01-12T20:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T06:01:30.094-08:00</updated><title type='text'>With You - Chris Brown ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-SO3wrhh3qM&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-SO3wrhh3qM&amp;rel=1" 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;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;With You - Chris Brown&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you boo, (oh)&lt;br /&gt;I gotta see you boo (hey)&lt;br /&gt;And the hearts all over the world tonight,&lt;br /&gt;Said the hearts all over the world tonight&lt;br /&gt;I need you boo, (oh)&lt;br /&gt;I gotta see you boo (hey)&lt;br /&gt;And the hearts all over the world tonight,&lt;br /&gt;Said the hearts all over the world tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 1]&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Little mama,&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, you're a stunner&lt;br /&gt;Hot..little figure,&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you're a winner&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so glad to be yours,&lt;br /&gt;You're a class all your own&lt;br /&gt;And..&lt;br /&gt;Oh, little cutie&lt;br /&gt;When..you talk to me&lt;br /&gt;I swear..the whole world stops&lt;br /&gt;You're my sweetheart&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so glad that you are mine&lt;br /&gt;You are one of a kind and..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bridge]&lt;br /&gt;You mean to me&lt;br /&gt;What I mean to you and..&lt;br /&gt;Together baby,&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing we won't do&lt;br /&gt;'Cause if I got you,&lt;br /&gt;I don't need money,&lt;br /&gt;I don't need cars,&lt;br /&gt;Girl, you're my all.&lt;br /&gt;And..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]Oh!&lt;br /&gt;I'm into you,&lt;br /&gt;And girl,&lt;br /&gt;No one else would do,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause with every kiss and every hug,&lt;br /&gt;You make me fall in love,&lt;br /&gt;And now I know I can't be the only one,&lt;br /&gt;I bet there heart's all over the world tonight,&lt;br /&gt;With the love of they life who feel..&lt;br /&gt;What I feel when I'm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With you (x5)&lt;br /&gt;Girl..&lt;br /&gt;With you (x5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh girl!&lt;br /&gt;I don't want nobody else,&lt;br /&gt;Without you, there's no one left then,&lt;br /&gt;You're like Jordans on Saturday,&lt;br /&gt;I gotta have you and I cannot wait now,&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Little shawty,&lt;br /&gt;Say you care for me,&lt;br /&gt;You know I care for you,&lt;br /&gt;You know that I'll be true,&lt;br /&gt;You know that I won't lie,&lt;br /&gt;You know that I would try,&lt;br /&gt;To be your everything..&lt;br /&gt;Yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bridge]&lt;br /&gt;'Cause if I got you,&lt;br /&gt;I don't need money,&lt;br /&gt;I don't need cars,&lt;br /&gt;Girl, you're my all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh!&lt;br /&gt;I'm into you,&lt;br /&gt;And girl,&lt;br /&gt;No one else would do,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause with every kiss and every hug,&lt;br /&gt;You make me fall in love,&lt;br /&gt;And now I know I can't be the only one,&lt;br /&gt;I bet there heart's all over the world tonight,&lt;br /&gt;With the love of they life who feel..&lt;br /&gt;What I feel when I'm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With you (x5)&lt;br /&gt;Girl..&lt;br /&gt;With you (x5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I..&lt;br /&gt;Will never try to deny,that you're my whole life,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause if you ever let me go,&lt;br /&gt;I would die..&lt;br /&gt;So I won't front,&lt;br /&gt;I don't need another woman,&lt;br /&gt;I just need your all and nothing,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause if I got that,&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll be straight&lt;br /&gt;Baby, you're the best part of my day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you boo,&lt;br /&gt;I gotta see you boo&lt;br /&gt;And the hearts all over the world tonight,&lt;br /&gt;Said the hearts all over the world tonight&lt;br /&gt;Woo Oh.. Yeah&lt;br /&gt;They need it boo,&lt;br /&gt;They gotta see their boo,&lt;br /&gt;Said the hearts all over the world tonight,&lt;br /&gt;Hearts all over the world tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! I'm into you,&lt;br /&gt;And girl,&lt;br /&gt;No one else would do,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause with every kiss and every hug,&lt;br /&gt;You make me fall in love,&lt;br /&gt;And now I know I can't be the only one,&lt;br /&gt;I bet the heart's all over the world tonight,&lt;br /&gt;With the love of they life who feel..&lt;br /&gt;What I feel when I'm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With you (x5)&lt;br /&gt;Girl..&lt;br /&gt;With you (x5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, this song is seriously love! ♥ i dont really like it the first time i hear it, but now i am crazily in love with it that i listen to it more than 20 times everyday. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-4546357751389238257?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/4546357751389238257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=4546357751389238257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/4546357751389238257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/4546357751389238257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/01/with-you-chris-brown.html' title='With You - Chris Brown ♥'/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-592337193567118126</id><published>2008-01-10T18:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T02:57:44.455-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to singapore poly today and seriously i hate the bus driver. and it's all because he drove so fast that makes me feel like vomitting everything out. (i've got motion sickness) hahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we reached there, we realised that it was the open house for the singapore poly and there were so many people can. LOL. so we walked walked here and there and the typical singaporeans went to grab a goodie bag (i did, cause i wanted to put my stuff inside), and a free ice cream, cornetto if i am not wrong. i didnt eat it. hahahha. walked around later and i was envious of people who got balloons so i asked around and got a black one. oh, and i saw Chen Ning, so long didnt see her already, such a coincidence. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, so the place was quite big and i learnt that you cant access all places just using the same flight of stairs. very &lt;em&gt;suaku&lt;/em&gt; i know. walked walked later (i can only use 'walked walked' cause that's what we really did) and started to get interested in the courses they offer. had a hard time finding the one i wanted, 'Drama and Psychology'. it's a new course, got me really excited. :D may and i took a photo at the photography booth later and yeah, i hate the photo cause my hair was super messy inside so may kept it. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah. went to the media place later and i grabbed another balloon while may got hers drawn there. and while we were on our way down, huisian called and told us they had boarded the bus. so we ran like hell, and in the end the bus left without us, well, 4 of us. syairah, iskandar, may and i. so we took the 4D bus instead, was super awkard and also feeling angry at some teacher at that moment cause i learnt from someone that it was the teacher who told the bus to just go. grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to school and my 2balloons got popped by that stupid timothy and roger. made me so pissed. and may, being a good and kind girl gave me one of hers. oh, i love may. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wish i could turn back time, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;back to where things were back to how they were like once before,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;where everything was perfect &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and where you were there with me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-592337193567118126?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/592337193567118126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=592337193567118126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/592337193567118126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/592337193567118126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/01/went-to-singapore-poly-today-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-5870793493906212920</id><published>2008-01-09T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T03:18:33.215-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates plus funny news. :)</title><content type='html'>okay. i am back to update after a tiring day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was hahah-ing today at the classroom early in the morning because i saw JunYuan's face on the XianZai of the chinese newspapers. his face made me feel like laughing. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had amaths test later in the afternoon which will determine whether we'd be dropping it or studying it which the teachers claimed. but i heard that if you failed but you insist on studying it, they cant do anything to you. but i think i totally flunked it already. oh whatever, i tried my best. very heck care attitude i know, but i really tried my best. D: now i just hope i can get a high pass. (pray hard)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmrw, there's outing for the sec4s at the singapore polytechnic. oh how interesting. -.- but we are gonna end lesson early, which means we will be missing ____. (went off to check timetable)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(back with timetable in hand) CE period. *plays &lt;em&gt;'chey' &lt;/em&gt;in the background* super sad, cause that was not i want to miss. hahahha. but it's better than nothing. and i am sure many will bring handphones tmrw, just hope the school wont suddenly have the urge to conduct a bag check early in the morning tmrw. :/ *touch wood*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, i heard something funny on the news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;apparently there was this 10years old boy who refused to go to school and he did something stupid so that he wouldnt have to go. he glued his hands to his bed!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like O.O and half-laughing inside when i heard the news. when i was 10years old, my innocent mind, still developing, wasnt even that '&lt;em&gt;clever&lt;/em&gt;' like this 10years old boy yet. very&lt;em&gt; peifu&lt;/em&gt; him. if i was still 10years old, i'd bet i would be like crying so that i wouldnt have to go to school instead of gluing my hands to my bed! he really deserves an applause man. (starts clapping) oh, and if you are about to ask what happen to the boy, i have totally no idea because the only interesting thing about that boy is the gluing of his hands, i didnt listen to what happen later. hahha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ZHENRUI!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lost in translation but stuck in your love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-5870793493906212920?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/5870793493906212920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=5870793493906212920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/5870793493906212920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/5870793493906212920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/01/okay.html' title='Updates plus funny news. :)'/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-3723408074240670795</id><published>2008-01-06T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T00:20:10.517-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Is So Unpredictable.</title><content type='html'>life is so unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one moment we may be alive and kicking and the next, maybe dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just like what happened to the Comedy Celeb, MC King. no one could believe it when they were informed of his death. i was shocked too. he was only 40, and at such a considered young age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this shows that we should make full use of our life everyday, and live life very very fruitfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who knows what's gonna happen to us tmrw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we cant predict the future but we can choose the way on how we want to live our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with reference to the powerpoint slides ms tock showed us last thursday, we can make choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we can choose to be happy, or to be sad.&lt;br /&gt;we can choose to hate someone, or to love them.&lt;br /&gt;we can choose to let anger take control of us, or just to let go and forgive and forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;learn to treasure/cherish your loved ones before they are gone.&lt;br /&gt;dont wait till it's too late and have regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, may MC King R.I.P.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-3723408074240670795?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/3723408074240670795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=3723408074240670795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/3723408074240670795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/3723408074240670795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/01/life-is-so-unpredictable.html' title='Life Is So Unpredictable.'/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-5252588696166990294</id><published>2008-01-04T21:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T05:12:12.432-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on Sec4 life.</title><content type='html'>i survived one week of the sec4 life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, not really one week, but counted lah. wahhh. time really flies fast man. O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm and i think sec4 life is really different from the previous 3yrs lah. it wont be soon before i feel the competitiveness in my class already, super scary. i aim to do well, and i will do it. :) and to prove my words, i do my homework on the day the teacher give it to us. you guys must be like, OMG IS THIS THE SHUFEN I KNOW? I ALWAYS THOUGHT SHE VERY SLACK ONE? I will change your impression of me. :) i am gonna mug real hard and not disappoint myself. i wasted my 3yrs already so i cant do it again. i cannot slack already. we had a physics test today to recap and all of us werent informed, so it was a surprise test, i was doubtful of myself but i made an effort to write at least an answer. and when mr koh went through a little, i got a few questions correct. i was quite happy already, but i know this is not enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MUST MUG MORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and OMG. 'O' level chinese results are gonna be released on 17jan. so early, freaking scared and nervous now, i have to get an A to continue higher chinese. I'm gonna pray hard for an A man. no A1 at least an A2 please please. please to whoever who can hear me, please grant me an A at least for chinese, i really need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh by the way, did i mention i hate filling up target setting forms? D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-5252588696166990294?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/5252588696166990294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=5252588696166990294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/5252588696166990294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/5252588696166990294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/01/update-on-sec4-life.html' title='Update on Sec4 life.'/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-8466939482610937398</id><published>2008-01-02T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T04:29:14.121-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Secondary 4 Life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hahahah. 2007 has finally flew away and here comes 2008. 2007 has been a fruitful year for me i guess, and i think this is one of those years which passed by so fast. i dont even have the time to catch up with what i have done/completed. yeah. oh by the way, i am currently in the school now using the com to update. LOL. yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i am officially sec 4 now, i know i always say that. but yeah, sec4 means a stressful year ahead with the prelims the 'O's and everything. plus intensive revision till 4 plus plus. ): but i have to be prepared for it in order to get good results . (: i promise myself to strive harder and do my best in everything this year. and this sadly includes the fact that i'll have to try not to get pissed with some teacher so that i can understand his lessons better. (: but i believed i can do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;okay, i know that paragraph above it kind of ____, but yeah, it's for me to read and remind myself of everything i have done, etc. so if you think it's boring, just ignore it. hahahha. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*parts in red are those that were being typed in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i was so happy cos we got a new mentor, ms michelle yeo not ms sim anymore. hahahha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and seeing all the new sec3s guys wearing the long pants was funny. :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realised that it always rains on the first day of school/2nd january.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, i think my blog wont be so updated since i am like sec4 already, and i need to focus more on my studies instead of blogging. so do not expect me to update often, but i will try to revive this blog when i can. please continue to tag if not my blog would be so dead. thank you people. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-8466939482610937398?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/8466939482610937398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=8466939482610937398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/8466939482610937398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/8466939482610937398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/01/hahahah.html' title='Secondary 4 Life.'/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-2085273694662642788</id><published>2007-12-30T20:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:38:51.172-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tests and Trip to Novena Furniture Store</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: gray 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 6px; BORDER-TOP: gray 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 6px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 6px; FONT: 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; BORDER-LEFT: gray 1px solid; WIDTH: 320px; COLOR: black; PADDING-TOP: 6px; BORDER-BOTTOM: gray 1px solid; BACKGROUND-COLOR: white"&gt;&lt;b style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 8px; FONT: bold 20px 'Times New Roman', serif; COLOR: black"&gt;You Are 46% Strange!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BACKGROUND: white; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; WIDTH: 200px; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: red; WIDTH: 46%; LINE-HEIGHT: 8px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: white; MARGIN: 10px; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium nonecolor:black;" &gt;You are a bit strange, though &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;still more normal than strange&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. You definitely have some quirks, don't get me wrong. But you aren't exactly freaking out old ladies on the street. It's okay though, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you've got a healthy mixture of strangeness and normality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;somewhat true. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyone has the song 'Here I Am' by Paul Twohill?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a nice song although i dont really like him. :X but yeah, send it to me if you have that song. thanks! :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hmm. went to the Novena Furniture place with my family today. my parents wanted to get a new bed so yeah. looked around.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i took many photos over there since i was like so bored. shall upload some. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R3eUg6wAYtI/AAAAAAAAAeg/38tHlKAxoko/s1600-h/Image(1630)-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149747992168784594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R3eUg6wAYtI/AAAAAAAAAeg/38tHlKAxoko/s320/Image(1630)-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R3eYAawAY3I/AAAAAAAAAfw/hC-7NJn47kc/s1600-h/Image(1600).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149751831869547378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R3eYAawAY3I/AAAAAAAAAfw/hC-7NJn47kc/s320/Image(1600).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love this set alot. hahah. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R3eTq6wAYqI/AAAAAAAAAeI/rdI576uH_QQ/s1600-h/Image(1601).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149747064455848610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R3eTq6wAYqI/AAAAAAAAAeI/rdI576uH_QQ/s320/Image(1601).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R3eTrKwAYsI/AAAAAAAAAeY/F9nilUWH2ho/s1600-h/Image(1603).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149747068750815938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R3eTrKwAYsI/AAAAAAAAAeY/F9nilUWH2ho/s320/Image(1603).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R3eUg6wAYuI/AAAAAAAAAeo/AjTqVrws5g8/s1600-h/Image(1605).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149747992168784610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R3eUg6wAYuI/AAAAAAAAAeo/AjTqVrws5g8/s320/Image(1605).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R3eUhKwAYwI/AAAAAAAAAe4/ZGSzqgTd0d0/s1600-h/Image(1610).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149747996463751938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R3eUhKwAYwI/AAAAAAAAAe4/ZGSzqgTd0d0/s320/Image(1610).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-.- i saw this picture of this yucky creature being used as an accessory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R3eUhKwAYvI/AAAAAAAAAew/5PsB7ee_1So/s1600-h/Image(1615).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149747996463751922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R3eUhKwAYvI/AAAAAAAAAew/5PsB7ee_1So/s320/Image(1615).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R3eUhawAYxI/AAAAAAAAAfA/XCYD2l_fVv4/s1600-h/Image(1619).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149748000758719250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R3eUhawAYxI/AAAAAAAAAfA/XCYD2l_fVv4/s320/Image(1619).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;look! even the lift's mirror has got the 'Novena' thing on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then my parents finally chose the bed they want and then they sat down to discuss the payment and stuff. boring, so i tried entertaining myself by taking photos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R3eWOawAYyI/AAAAAAAAAfI/D5FiClTgbQc/s1600-h/Image(1622).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149749873364460322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R3eWOawAYyI/AAAAAAAAAfI/D5FiClTgbQc/s320/Image(1622).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R3eWOawAYzI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/m0zW_QiKcCo/s1600-h/Image(1624).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149749873364460338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R3eWOawAYzI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/m0zW_QiKcCo/s320/Image(1624).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R3eWOqwAY0I/AAAAAAAAAfY/3EWOK9IVo7g/s1600-h/Image(1628).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149749877659427650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R3eWOqwAY0I/AAAAAAAAAfY/3EWOK9IVo7g/s320/Image(1628).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on the way back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R3eWOqwAY1I/AAAAAAAAAfg/RcaGZ9BSUCw/s1600-h/Image(1642).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149749877659427666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R3eWOqwAY1I/AAAAAAAAAfg/RcaGZ9BSUCw/s320/Image(1642).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R3eWO6wAY2I/AAAAAAAAAfo/1A5p19c3DKE/s1600-h/Image(1648).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149749881954394978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R3eWO6wAY2I/AAAAAAAAAfo/1A5p19c3DKE/s320/Image(1648).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;If misery loves company, well, so long, you miss me when i'm gone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-2085273694662642788?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/2085273694662642788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=2085273694662642788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/2085273694662642788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/2085273694662642788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/12/your-score-on-this-personality-test-was.html' title='Tests and Trip to Novena Furniture Store'/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R3eUg6wAYtI/AAAAAAAAAeg/38tHlKAxoko/s72-c/Image(1630)-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-1712479681572746258</id><published>2007-12-29T16:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:38:51.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Bananas &amp; Quiz</title><content type='html'>i woke up early in the morning and the moment i got into the kitchen, i got a shock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R3X7VKwAYmI/AAAAAAAAAdo/FexTXt07Oao/s1600-h/Image(1557).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149298090049561186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R3X7VKwAYmI/AAAAAAAAAdo/FexTXt07Oao/s320/Image(1557).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; bananas! call me &lt;em&gt;suaku&lt;/em&gt; or what, i have never seen&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; bananas in my whole 15 years of life. O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i feel i need to try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i peeled it open and guess what i saw??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R3X-VawAYnI/AAAAAAAAAdw/GuZckcJUMT8/s1600-h/Image(1574).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149301392879411826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R3X-VawAYnI/AAAAAAAAAdw/GuZckcJUMT8/s320/Image(1574).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the flesh's &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt;! (*plays 'chey' in the background*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took a bite and it tasted like...&lt;br /&gt;A NORMAL BANANA loh. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough of sharing my banana experience. we shall do a quiz now. :D haven been doing that for ages! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECTION 1 - YOU!&lt;br /&gt;- Known as: Chua Shufen&lt;br /&gt;- Born: 17Dec1992&lt;br /&gt;- Hair color: Black with a few white&amp;amp;gold strands. -.-&lt;br /&gt;- Eye: Hazel brown mixed with dark brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECTION 2 - HAVE YOU EVER&lt;br /&gt;- Fallen off the bed? when i was a baby? i dont know. :/&lt;br /&gt;- Broken someone else's heart? think so.&lt;br /&gt;- Had your heart broken? yeah.&lt;br /&gt;- Had a dream come true? twice if i didnt remember wrongly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECTION 3 - CURRENTLY&lt;br /&gt;- Wearing: White IP Zone Tee &amp;amp; Shorts.&lt;br /&gt;- Listening to: 你最近还好吗 by S.H.E&lt;br /&gt;- Location: Masterbed room&lt;br /&gt;- Chatting with: no one. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECTION 4 - DO YOU&lt;br /&gt;- Have any piercings/How many/Where? yes. 2. on my ears.&lt;br /&gt;- Drive: gonna do that when i am of age. :)&lt;br /&gt;- Drink: very rare.&lt;br /&gt;- Have a cell phone: DUH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECTION 5 - LAST PERSON YOU'VE&lt;br /&gt;- Hugged: dont remember. :/&lt;br /&gt;- Talked with on the phone: Mum&lt;br /&gt;- Text: Timothy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECTION 6 - PERSONAL&lt;br /&gt;- What do you want to be when you grow up? i aim to be a psychologist. :)&lt;br /&gt;- What comes first in your life? My love ones.&lt;br /&gt;- What do you usually think about before you go to bed? What time to wake up tmrw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECTION 7- FAVORITES&lt;br /&gt;- Show: dont have lehs.&lt;br /&gt;- Store: nope.&lt;br /&gt;- Food: it depends. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECTION 8 - DO YOU&lt;br /&gt;- Like to give hugs: erm, it depends.&lt;br /&gt;- Like to walk in the rain: NO. i hate it when the raindrops fall on my specs and make it blur till i cant see my way.&lt;br /&gt;- Prefer white or black? : i am greedy, i like both. :D&lt;br /&gt;- Sleep on your side: sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;- Have stuffed animals: of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECTION 9- THIS OR THAT(pick)&lt;br /&gt;- Pierced nose or tongue: i prefer neither.&lt;br /&gt;- MTV or BET: MTV&lt;br /&gt;- Chocolate or flowers: Chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;- Color or black-and-white photos: depends.&lt;br /&gt;- Stay up late or sleep in: depends on who i am with.&lt;br /&gt;- Sun or moon: if i want to get a tan, i would want the sun. if i want to just stare up the sky at night, i would want the moon.&lt;br /&gt;- Left or Right: Right&lt;br /&gt;- 10 Acquaintances or One best friend: One best friend&lt;br /&gt;- Spring or Fall: Spring&lt;br /&gt;- Happy or sad: Happy&lt;br /&gt;- Wonder or amazement: can i have both? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECTION 10: FIRSTS&lt;br /&gt;- First self purchased CD: dont remember. :/&lt;br /&gt;- First pet: mealworms. -.-&lt;br /&gt;- First piercing/tattoo: when i was 4 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECTION 11: LASTS&lt;br /&gt;- Last GOOD cry: long ago, i've grown up.&lt;br /&gt;- Last phone call: Mum&lt;br /&gt;- Last time showered: 10plus in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECTION 12: CURRENT.&lt;br /&gt;- Current mood: BORED.&lt;br /&gt;- Current food: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; banana. -.-&lt;br /&gt;- Current hair: MY hair?&lt;br /&gt;- Current annoyance(s): why is it like so hot here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECTION 13: WHO LAST&lt;br /&gt;- Made you smile: Vernon A and Justin Ang. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;- Saw you cry: no one. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECTION 14: WOULD YOU RATHER..&lt;br /&gt;- Be serious or be funny: depends on who i am with.&lt;br /&gt;- Drink whole or skim milk: whole. fattening but nice. (:&lt;br /&gt;- Spend time with your parents or enemies? Parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECTION 15: DO YOU PREFER&lt;br /&gt;- Do you prefer gray or black? black&lt;br /&gt;- Lust or love? Love.&lt;br /&gt;- Sunrise or sunset? i've been thinking of this since the start of the year, and it's gonna be 2008 soon and i still cant decide which one is better.&lt;br /&gt;- M&amp;amp;M's or skittles? M&amp;amp;M! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECTION 16: ANSWER TRUTHFULLY&lt;br /&gt;- Do you like anyone? i dont like anyone. I LOVE EVERYONE! :D&lt;br /&gt;- Do you believe in love at first sight? no.&lt;br /&gt;- Do you fall for the wrong guy or girl? maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There are too many things that I haven't done yet, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;too many sunsets I haven't seen; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you can't waste the day wishing it'd slow down.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-1712479681572746258?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/1712479681572746258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=1712479681572746258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/1712479681572746258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/1712479681572746258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-woke-up-early-in-morning-and-moment-i.html' title='Red Bananas &amp; Quiz'/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R3X7VKwAYmI/AAAAAAAAAdo/FexTXt07Oao/s72-c/Image(1557).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-3572238234828298551</id><published>2007-12-28T16:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T04:30:20.815-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Dream. (:</title><content type='html'>hahah. i haven been posting for some days already. so i shall update. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been having lots of dreams these few days and i dreamt of something. very very nice but too bad, it's a dream. it's gonna be my favourite dream of year 2007 (LOL).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here goes:&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt that i scolded at someone who taught me, someone whom i hated a lot (no, i am not saying who, i think it's quite obvious) and the feeling was so shiok. i was like telling him all the biased-ness blah blah, everything i kept in my heart, all the hatred i felt for him. so shiok really, cos he was quiet all the while when i was like complaining to him. hahahha. and his face looked super guilty which make my scolding a nice one. and what's more, after i was done scolding, some other girls and guys helped me to scold and complain him as well. and it's shocking to know who the guys and girls were. hahahh. and then the best part, he left the school and we got someone new to teach us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAS SUPER HAPPY AT THAT MOMENT, UNTIL I WOKE UP AND REALISED IT WAS ALL A DREAM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like faggot lah, stupid dream, make me so happy for nothing. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really hope that dream of mine comes true lah, really. then i wouldnt have to suffer anymore. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and school's reopening in a few days time. which means time to &lt;em&gt;chiong &lt;/em&gt;my homework. D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-3572238234828298551?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/3572238234828298551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=3572238234828298551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/3572238234828298551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/3572238234828298551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/12/hahah.html' title='Funny Dream. (:'/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-5318359960676468841</id><published>2007-12-25T16:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:38:56.424-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas, XOXO. ♥</title><content type='html'>okay. i know i have to update if not i would be bashed by some people. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i had many weird dreams last night. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one of them was that i was eating with a &lt;em&gt;shuai ge&lt;/em&gt; (he's really &lt;em&gt;shuai&lt;/em&gt; but i have never in my life seen him before, -.-) and his mother. then we were eating &lt;strong&gt;chicken rice&lt;/strong&gt;, so diao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;another one was about some guy i know (heck, i dont know why i dreamt of him, nightmare! :D) who was about to play basketball, and he asked me to take care of his (okay, this is gonna be so weird) measuring tape which he had wrapped around his waist before he played basketball! O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay. back to what i have been doing these few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;23 Dec 2007&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;outing with cousins! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they lied to me! ): they met earlier at 1.30pm while they told me to meet at 3pm.&lt;em&gt; pangseh &lt;/em&gt;me. make me go cityhall alone. sobsobs. then when i reached, they called me and told me i was late. -.- then asked me to walk to esplanade alone leh. ))): hahahha. and i chose to walk under the hot sun, because that means i would pass by those places where i had fond memories of the amazing race. (: then when i finally reached esplanade, they pretended to&lt;em&gt; dao&lt;/em&gt; me. and in the end, i found out that they were busy preparing my birthday present and stuff. thanks so much ah! ♥ okay, i am too lazy to say more. we then walked to citylink mall and then peiwen requested for a change in the place we are going to have our dinner. we actually had reserved seats in Secret Recipe, but in the end, she chose NewYork NewYork so yeah. settled. but i dont call it NewYork NewYork, i called it NewYorkSquare. hahahh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then we shopped shopped at Raffles City and later got jiaxin to queue with me for donuts at the Donut Factory. 20 minutes for 1/2 a dozen donuts. hahah! bought tako balls later (i am super scared to eat them now, since i have been eating them for consecutive 3 days!) and then went to the top with the rest to settle down and eat. and the security guard over them told us to eat somewhere cos we were sitting in a hotel. -.- it doesnt even look like a hotel, LOL! walked walked a little and the rest of us went to NewYorkSquare to settle down while shimin and kaixin went to suntec to buy something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then there was this friendly waitress over there at NewYorkSquare and yeah. we love her, Jacqui Lyn (pronounced as Jac-ki Lin). really very 'high', she waved like crazy when she saw us. make me feel like laughing so happily. (: &amp;amp; the food was superb, we ordered one of them two times. :D after much eating plus loads of camwhoring, we were finally done over there. hahahah. the waitress, Jacqui had actually told us that she had wanted to give us candy floss but apparently the machine broke down. AWW. D: feeling full and contented, we left for esplanade where we camwhored. and then later at the merlion that side, and camwhored again. hahah. left later. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;24 Dec 2007&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;made ic with yuxuan today. went to the ICA building and got our photos taken. super super super super ugly and uglier than the one i took in school with my coconut fringe. the man over there made me take off my specs and i looked super white plus my dimple is so obvious! ))): &amp;amp; waited for so long to register. blah. went to bugis later and shopped. there were so many people there, dont like. lunched on KFC Buddy Meal, so full and fattening. :/ and we shopped for christmas presents, yuxuan had to buy for her friends, had a hard time deciding on which to buy and got &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some photos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R3C-0awAYRI/AAAAAAAAAbA/NksSl3AtH28/s1600-h/CIMG2267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147824181827625234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R3C-0awAYRI/AAAAAAAAAbA/NksSl3AtH28/s320/CIMG2267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the photo which they took while i was still innocently in the mrt thinking i was early.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R3C-06wAYSI/AAAAAAAAAbI/ehZ2oKztbe0/s1600-h/CIMG2288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147824190417559842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R3C-06wAYSI/AAAAAAAAAbI/ehZ2oKztbe0/s320/CIMG2288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R3C-1KwAYTI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/mAJLEzhlqXA/s1600-h/CIMG2289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147824194712527154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R3C-1KwAYTI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/mAJLEzhlqXA/s320/CIMG2289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147824199007494466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R3C-1awAYUI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dIL5iCBkij8/s320/CIMG2292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R3DAFawAYWI/AAAAAAAAAbo/ZyGgVkK9Pb8/s1600-h/CIMG2294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147825573397029218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R3DAFawAYWI/AAAAAAAAAbo/ZyGgVkK9Pb8/s320/CIMG2294.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R3C-1qwAYVI/AAAAAAAAAbg/tgnWR1DAOHg/s1600-h/CIMG2293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147824203302461778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R3C-1qwAYVI/AAAAAAAAAbg/tgnWR1DAOHg/s320/CIMG2293.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R3DCeawAYhI/AAAAAAAAAdA/tnR9lysAQlA/s1600-h/DSC01692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147828201917014546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R3DCeawAYhI/AAAAAAAAAdA/tnR9lysAQlA/s320/DSC01692.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R3DAFqwAYXI/AAAAAAAAAbw/6llwLO8FL1w/s1600-h/CIMG2296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147825577691996530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R3DAFqwAYXI/AAAAAAAAAbw/6llwLO8FL1w/s320/CIMG2296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R3DAF6wAYYI/AAAAAAAAAb4/bOvEW5orCEw/s1600-h/CIMG2300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147825581986963842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R3DAF6wAYYI/AAAAAAAAAb4/bOvEW5orCEw/s320/CIMG2300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147825586281931154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147828201917014578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R3DCeawAYjI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/K6Fgz1cCkiM/s320/DSC01705.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R3DCeqwAYkI/AAAAAAAAAdY/nhxmfamswZw/s1600-h/CIMG2362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147828206211981890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R3DCeqwAYkI/AAAAAAAAAdY/nhxmfamswZw/s320/CIMG2362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R3DDr6wAYlI/AAAAAAAAAdg/q2C9gC6b-iE/s1600-h/1_225393510l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147829533356876370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R3DDr6wAYlI/AAAAAAAAAdg/q2C9gC6b-iE/s320/1_225393510l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; they are being loved. ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;MERRY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CHRISTMAS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;PEOPLE!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-5318359960676468841?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/5318359960676468841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=5318359960676468841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/5318359960676468841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/5318359960676468841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/12/okay.html' title='Merry Christmas, XOXO. ♥'/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R3C-0awAYRI/AAAAAAAAAbA/NksSl3AtH28/s72-c/CIMG2267.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-8494773252887521135</id><published>2007-12-21T14:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:38:58.572-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chalet `07 and other updates! &lt;3</title><content type='html'>hahahah. so i shall update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;17 Dec 2007&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahah. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YUXUAN, JEANLE, MY COUSIN'S NEWBORN BABY &amp;amp; ME!!! (abit belated now i know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i really wanna thank the ppl who wish me happy birthday, be it calling, sms-ing, testimonial-ing, facebook-ing, tagging at my blog, etc. I LOVE YOU GUYS LOADS! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;18 Dec 2007&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chalet. i didnt stay cos i wasnt in the mood to, so i went back home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;woke up early and met with yvonne, adeline, jiazhi, shunting, sandy, yanying, minyan, vernon and dexter at shengsiong to buy the necessities like food, etc. then met with some of the rest at cck and set off. :D i had expected the trip to be long since we are like going to pasir ris but in the end, the whole trip seems short. probably bcos i was like listening to songs half the time. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;bought lunch later and then waited while everyone was done we took bus 403 to meet yvonne's mother so that she could bring us to the chalet. and i tell you, the chalet is big! :DDDDDDD hahahahhah. okay i haven been updating for only a few days but i guess i have lost many descriptive words i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;erm. then we settled down and had our lunch, chicken rice, so not nice, i am telling you. never go to white sands shopping mall's foodcourt and eat the chicken rice. :/ played mahjong later and due to the fact that i kind of forgot how to play it, i kept losing all the time. (because i though when you &lt;em&gt;'hu'&lt;/em&gt;, you need like 2 pair of &lt;em&gt;'yan jing'&lt;/em&gt;. then many times, i actually can &lt;em&gt;'hu'&lt;/em&gt; but i didnt cos i was waiting for my another pair of &lt;em&gt;'yan jing'.&lt;/em&gt;) if you play mahjong, you would know what i am talking about, i know i am stupid. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;later watched tv awhile and then went out with jiazhi to fetch yunhui and the rest. later we ran up and played uno stacko and stupid things happened but this time i wasnt the stupid one. :X hahahah. we were playing uno stacko as said just now, and then it's like, uno stacko there's like 3 blocks every level lah, then it's like if you remove the block in the middle, the remaining 2 blocks will be the ones left to support the uno stacko correct? and then jiazhi removed one of the remaining 2 blocks without thinking. then of course, the uno stacko toppled. okay, it's not funny here and maybe you dont understand what i am saying, but at that moment, it was so so funneh, and i rolled on the floor laughing, i am not lying. it was seriously funny and i felt the urge to tell anyone that came into the room at that time, ppl like shunting and huisian. but i got thrown with a pillow and a blanket by jiazhi when i tried to tell the others. :D hahahhah. and we were afraid that the blocks would topple and we put a pillow and a blanket surrounding it but in the end it fell in the middle. ROTFL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;a while later, we were told to make fruit punch using the cordial and then we were like LOL. why us? but in the end, jiazhi and i went to make it. and we did alot of things and added a lot of tap water. &lt;em&gt;whoops&lt;/em&gt;. :/ we were like super unhygenic while making the cordial, not telling though. :XXXX hahahah. six oclock came fast and we tried to start the fire. it was tough since all the fire starters we bought has got no &lt;em&gt;'hair'&lt;/em&gt;. ): so we tried every way to start it, like burning matchboxes, sticks with butter, leaves, paper plates, tissue paper and toilet papers. yes, toilet papers. we burnt more than 5 rolls of it if i didnt remember wrongly, just to keep the fire burning. i was like joking, that the bbq food might cause diarrhea (spelling according to my phone's dictionary), and if they need to go toilet, then too bad. hahah. but overall it was successful lah. yeah. and the last minute marinated chicken pieces and cheese chicken we invented tasted fabulous so the bbq was great! (: hahah, but i have to say, the guys were like sooooo. only like shunyu, wei chang and junjie stay to help with the bbq. was kind of disappointed in a way. i thought we are having this chalet to unite one another again? but yet, the guys went to rent bicycle/cycle. then when they come back, some of the girls were already not happy le. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;then someone took out the cake we bought earlier and they invited yuliang and me to sit on the &lt;em&gt;'bao zuo'&lt;/em&gt;. then they started singing the birthday song. really sad that yuxuan couldnt join us. ): we then made wishes, blew the candles and cut the cake. very funneh, but i was happy. (: yeah. ate the cake and then helped a bit in the cleaning up then started washing up and preparing to leave with a few others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;took bus 403 and yunhui was shrieking here and there about a bug which is so not on her body at all, and i have no idea why she keep shrieking. hahaha. she kept asking if it's on her body, but it's so not on her body but on mine. -.- no matter how hard we say no, she kept on asking, making me pekchek and told her it's on her body. and her reaction was funny. hahahha. then the rest were like let's change place. LOL. went to 7/11 and then some of them got some snacks and drink. i was kind of full so i kope a little from them only. took the train back and it was quite empty. and we treated as though the whole train was ours. we talked loudly, me especially. hahah, dont care! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reached home around 11 plus. yeah. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;amp; i kinda regret not going to vivo with someone, but i know there will be still other chances to go out. hahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;19 Dec 2007&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;slacking. hahahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;20 Dec 2007&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;updated yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Today&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;woke up early in the morning at 7 plus to accompany my brother and mum to unity sec school to register for my brother and buy books and uniform. *yawns* super tired canz. and i found out that unity sec school has got the record board for the NAPFA test thing. it got me interested bcos if i am in that school, i could break one of the record there. SUPER BUAYBA! i checked the inclined-pull ups and the sit and reach for the females, cos that's what i am better at. the highest record was 41 for inclined-pull ups and i got a prize last year for the highest in the lower sec last year because i did 42! hahahahahh. yay! i broke it. their sit and reach was 62 cm but my highest record was 61cm only and that was when i was in primary 5! hahahah. &lt;em&gt;bu ke neng&lt;/em&gt; break theirs one! my current one is like 48cm only. super lousy already! D: &amp;amp; i took a photo of it. :DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;as usual, click on image for larger version. (: (sorry for the poor image quality for some of the photos.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R2tcxawAYHI/AAAAAAAAAZw/wyCkgZqC84s/s1600-h/Image(1391).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146309003264942194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R2tcxawAYHI/AAAAAAAAAZw/wyCkgZqC84s/s320/Image(1391).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chalet photos. not alot cos i didnt get any from those who really took lots. :X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R2tcx6wAYJI/AAAAAAAAAaA/_LfsR4uVL1o/s1600-h/Image(1326).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146309011854876818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R2tcx6wAYJI/AAAAAAAAAaA/_LfsR4uVL1o/s320/Image(1326).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R2tcx6wAYKI/AAAAAAAAAaI/tDxoiRykV_w/s1600-h/Image(1327).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146309011854876834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R2tcx6wAYKI/AAAAAAAAAaI/tDxoiRykV_w/s320/Image(1327).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it fell in the middle, so the pillow and the blanket were useless. D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R2tcyKwAYLI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/RHxYdkzhf-E/s1600-h/Image(1329).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146309016149844146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R2tcyKwAYLI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/RHxYdkzhf-E/s320/Image(1329).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the very pitiful corn which stay next to the charcoal for 3947509375092750927 years before someone realised that it was still inside!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R2tezKwAYMI/AAAAAAAAAaY/BrvuEwfvTlY/s1600-h/Image(1330).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146311232352968898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R2tezKwAYMI/AAAAAAAAAaY/BrvuEwfvTlY/s320/Image(1330).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R2tezawAYNI/AAAAAAAAAag/r91QPW1ltDQ/s1600-h/Image(1331).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146311236647936210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R2tezawAYNI/AAAAAAAAAag/r91QPW1ltDQ/s320/Image(1331).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R2tezqwAYOI/AAAAAAAAAao/GDi40daRwtY/s1600-h/Image(1335).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146311240942903522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R2tezqwAYOI/AAAAAAAAAao/GDi40daRwtY/s320/Image(1335).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R2tezqwAYPI/AAAAAAAAAaw/S55PsldfbeY/s1600-h/Image(1336).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146311240942903538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R2tezqwAYPI/AAAAAAAAAaw/S55PsldfbeY/s320/Image(1336).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;candid!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R2tezqwAYQI/AAAAAAAAAa4/wreqYqX88uc/s1600-h/Image(1338).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146311240942903554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R2tezqwAYQI/AAAAAAAAAa4/wreqYqX88uc/s320/Image(1338).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think that guy on the right thought i wanna take a photo of him. no lah, not hawt enough for me! :D look at the reflections! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R2tcxqwAYII/AAAAAAAAAZ4/lGLWwowZu6g/s1600-h/Image024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146309007559909506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R2tcxqwAYII/AAAAAAAAAZ4/lGLWwowZu6g/s320/Image024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;empty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YAY. i am finally done. (: cheers. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-8494773252887521135?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/8494773252887521135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=8494773252887521135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/8494773252887521135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/8494773252887521135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/12/chalet-07-and-other-updates-3.html' title='Chalet `07 and other updates! &lt;3'/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R2tcxawAYHI/AAAAAAAAAZw/wyCkgZqC84s/s72-c/Image(1391).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-2084697509947602002</id><published>2007-12-20T16:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:38:58.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving Up Blogging?</title><content type='html'>i am tired of blogging. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i had actually wanted to update on the chalet yesterday but i found out i lost my sense of blogging so i decided to save the post and not update instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel like quitting blogging like what yuxuan did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i dont think i am gonna do that. YET.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;whatever. think i will update tmrw then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;today is the sad 1yr anniversary of my lost phone. DD:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R2okVawAYGI/AAAAAAAAAZo/4ylbblPpnjw/s1600-h/no6280_00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145965474600738914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R2okVawAYGI/AAAAAAAAAZo/4ylbblPpnjw/s320/no6280_00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss you dear phone, i know you do too. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;You gave me the chance to say everything out but i didnt make use of it. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;But i know if i could do it over, I would trade, give away, all the words that I saved in my heart that I left unspoken.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-2084697509947602002?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/2084697509947602002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=2084697509947602002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/2084697509947602002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/2084697509947602002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-am-tired-of-blogging.html' title='Giving Up Blogging?'/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R2okVawAYGI/AAAAAAAAAZo/4ylbblPpnjw/s72-c/no6280_00.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-8558431567935782164</id><published>2007-12-15T19:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T04:31:41.439-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update over the week.</title><content type='html'>hahahhah, finally went for an eye checkup today. and YAY, my degree went down from 800+ on the left eye and 900+ on the right eye to 725 on the left one and 850 on the right one. it's alot kay, i thought my degree would like increase since it's like i used the com for more than 5 hours everyday. :/ and double YAY, i am getting a new spec soon. :DD i tried on like 16 pairs of frame until i finally found the one i like. okay, i dont really like it, but it suits me best. not too nerdy not too over. hahhaha. i had actually want to get a white one but the lenses were too small for my eyes and the optician told me the design comes like that and he cant make the lenses bigger for me. how sad. D: okay, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; next week, i will be like so busy. D: and i have yet to complete my homework, i've done physics 2005 paper though, sense of accomplishment. maths tys and 10 compos left. &lt;em&gt;HOW INTERESTING&lt;/em&gt;. i'd bet i would spend my last week of hols &lt;em&gt;pia-ing&lt;/em&gt; my homework. and i haven been out with friends for so long. DD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17 Dec 2007:&lt;/strong&gt; Off to the supermarket to get food. :D (birthday celebration belated) probably with yuxuan, minyan, shunting (okay, i have no idea why she's coming, maybe 'seduce' the ppl there to give us discount. :/), yanying and some guys i guess. (i hope it's &lt;em&gt;ah gong&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;ah ma&lt;/em&gt; again! :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18 Dec 2007:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;BIRTHDAY CELEBRATION WITH YUXUAN!!!&lt;/strong&gt; (we're gonna like check in the chalet, say byebye to others and tell them we are having a celebration to make them jealous. LOL.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18 Dec 2007 to 20 Dec 2007: &lt;/strong&gt;2A`o6 class chalet! looking forward to see the 2A-ians. :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21 Dec 2007:&lt;/strong&gt; Meeting at Limbang Mac with Sec3 ELDDS-ians to discuss on graduation show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22 Dec 2007:&lt;/strong&gt; Off to get my new specs. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23 Dec 2007:&lt;/strong&gt; Christmas Dinner with beloved cousies! &lt;3&gt;&amp;amp;yuxuan:&lt;/strong&gt; lol. i am really bored you know. but dont worry, i wont be that lame on 17 dec! heheh! :DDD and my com is so not a les. :/ if it is, it will get jealous when i am talking to girls. hahahhah! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-8558431567935782164?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/8558431567935782164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=8558431567935782164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/8558431567935782164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/8558431567935782164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/12/hahahhah-finally-went-for-eye-checkup.html' title='Update over the week.'/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-7329138105040775564</id><published>2007-12-14T13:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T04:32:07.227-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fooling people and some complaints.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;OMG OMG OMG. I CANT BELIEVE IT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was looking for some important documents and i found out something very big that i didnt know about it for 14 years! as i was looking for something, i came across my birth certificate and i found out that my birthday isnt 17dec at all. mine was 28april! i was so shocked and i screamed for my mum to come. i showed her the birth cert and she was shocked too! she then went to find my brother's birth cert and realised that she had mixed up our birthdates totally! neh shit, this means i have been celebrating my 'birthday' on the wrong day for 14 years already! till now, i am still very shocked by the fact that i am actually older than most of my friends. i cant believe it man. my brother was shocked too, and he blamed my mum for telling him that he was born on 28april. OMG. i cant believe it's happening to me. 3 more days to my 'birthday' leh. :X can you believe it? all i am saying is so true!!&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahha, my birthday is really on 17dec lah. there wasnt any mistakes or whatsoever. i just wanna get ppl's attention. and yes, my birthday is coming in just 3days time. dont excuse yourself and say that you forgot about it cos you thought my birthday is 28april. so not funny. hahahha. so &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY BIRTHDAY IS 17DEC, OKAYYYYYYY! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i have bolded it and put a larger font so there's no excuse you forget my birthday. hahahahhah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; i am celebrating my birthday with yuxuan in a supermarket this year. -.- HOW INTERESTING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;due to the fact that the class chalet is from 18-20dec, yuxuan and i decided to be noble people to be in charge of buying food and beverages for the class. &lt;em&gt;OH HOW SWEET IS THAT&lt;/em&gt;. (rolls eyes) and we even sacrifice our birthday just to buy the food and beverage. sure hope our friends going to the chalet really appreciate it and dont complain things like what 'eh, why you buy XXX brand hotdogs? YYY brand one nicer' etc. &lt;strong&gt;i will poke you in your eyes if you do that&lt;/strong&gt;. :D of course, i am good, so if you really wanna complain, i am fine with it, just bribe me with presents and i will willingly listen to your complaints and pretend that you are just singing to me. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and crap. my house now reeks of paint. the painters came to our house to paint and yeah, i finally got to choose what colour i want for my room. SWISS BLUE. hahhahah. but then it's really smelly. D: but painting means having to eat out so i guess i am okay with it. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and lastly, i found out that my computer is a &lt;strong&gt;male&lt;/strong&gt; yesterday. HOW? i realised that whenever i talked to girls on msn, it doesnt lag or hang on me. but whenever i talked to guys, it either lags like hell or hang. crap. i think the computer is jealous of me talking to guys. (starts rolling eyes again) hahahha. that's lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay whatever. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-7329138105040775564?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/7329138105040775564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=7329138105040775564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/7329138105040775564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/7329138105040775564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/12/omg-omg-omg.html' title='Fooling people and some complaints.'/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-3369864557923563980</id><published>2007-12-10T21:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T04:32:25.954-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Problem With Guys.</title><content type='html'>hahahah i saw this email i receive and i realised how true &lt;strong&gt;some of the things&lt;/strong&gt; are. (: no offence to anyone in particular though, esp guys. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Problem With Guys:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you treat him nicely, he says you are in love with him.&lt;br /&gt;If you dont, he says you are proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you dress nicely, he says you are trying to lure him.&lt;br /&gt;If you dont, he says you are from kampung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you argue with him, he says you are stubborn.&lt;br /&gt;If you keep quiet, he says you have no brains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are smarter than him, he'll lose face.&lt;br /&gt;If he's smarter than you, he is great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i left out a few cos i dont wish to put them up here-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you tell him your problem, he says you are troublesome.&lt;br /&gt;If you dont, he says you dont trust him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you scold him, you are like a nanny to him.&lt;br /&gt;If he scolds you, it is because he cares for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you break your promise, you cannot be trusted.&lt;br /&gt;If he breaks his promise, he is forced to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you smoke, you are a bad girl.&lt;br /&gt;If he smokes, he's a gentleman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you do well in your examinations, he says it's luck.&lt;br /&gt;If he do well in his examinations, it's brains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you hurt him, you are cruel.&lt;br /&gt;If he hurts you, you are too sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah, okay, so i am done. :D guys can be so weird and contradicting sometimes huh. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-3369864557923563980?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/3369864557923563980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=3369864557923563980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/3369864557923563980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/3369864557923563980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/12/hahahah-i-saw-this-email-i-receive-and.html' title='The Problem With Guys.'/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-8994460026787264584</id><published>2007-12-08T13:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T04:41:59.122-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Okay.</title><content type='html'>yesyes. i was abit emo yesterday but the whole post was nothing actually. it concerned my friend and someone. not what some of you ppl think. i have people asking me during msn questions like these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Eh shufen, your post very emo leh. break up with your bf ah?'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Hey, you wanna break up with your stead is it?'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. really made my day loh. make me laugh. the post is not about what BGR or breakup or whatever lah. and i am single ok? (: LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; i have to complete all my homework before my bday if not i think my mummy wont let me go out. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far out of the homework i have, i have completed 3 chinese compos, geog assignment and history workbook.&lt;br /&gt;i still got like a 2006 MYE or EOY (i cant remember) physics paper, maths tys, 10 compos (4 english ones &amp;amp; 6 chinese ones) not yet done. )))):&lt;br /&gt;plus i have to study for the AMATHS test which everyone has to take next year, 1 chem test and 1 social studies test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; sadder news.&lt;br /&gt;yuxuan dearest is only free after 4pm on 171207. ): plus i cant get my patrick starfish from jiazhi this year due to some reason. ))))))):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;told you i will have the saddest birthday of my life this year.&lt;br /&gt;and it's really not linked to the previous post, see?&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i thought i think too much, but instead i think you people think more that i do. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh, whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-8994460026787264584?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/8994460026787264584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=8994460026787264584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/8994460026787264584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/8994460026787264584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/12/yesyes.html' title='I&apos;m Okay.'/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-1251980730369776145</id><published>2007-12-07T12:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T04:42:28.852-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All Good Things Come To An End</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;all good things must come to an end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a story, which has a beginning will always have an ending.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;may told me that nothing last forever yesterday or somewhere along that line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so i have decided to put an end to everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;长痛不如短痛.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i guess i will bring up the question tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but i need courage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nevermind, i shall drink beer to boost it up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;NOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and i hope i suffer a memory loss right after i asked the question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then i wouldnt have to remember anything at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;all the memories, the pain, everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if i really did suffer a memory loss, i would forget someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;someone i thought i couldnt forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;on the brighter note, if it really happen (as in suffering a memory loss), maybe i would forget all my maths and physics formulas. that would be so great, maybe the school will make arrangements for me not to take maths and physics next year. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that got me thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i wonder if that would really happen in the case of people suffering from memory loss. would they really forget all those things they learn before? mmm. maybe it would be better for them this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you know sometimes i wish i was born like cold-blooded? so that i wouldnt have to know how to love how to hate someone/something. or maybe i was born dumb. like they always say '傻人有傻福', maybe it's true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Note To Self: Never to cry tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"i never think about you, but you're always on my mind."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;maybe i should listen to 'I'm Getting Over You' by The Click Five everytime. looped it until i got the whole song playing in my mind. then it shall be the day that i am convinced that i am really getting over you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i predict i will have the saddest birthday of my life this year. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okay, whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when darkness turns to light, it ends tonight, it ends tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-1251980730369776145?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/1251980730369776145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=1251980730369776145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/1251980730369776145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/1251980730369776145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/12/all-good-things-must-come-to-end.html' title='All Good Things Come To An End'/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-3334013200825433616</id><published>2007-12-06T20:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T04:43:46.038-08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>today was half love and half sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i will get over it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-3334013200825433616?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/3334013200825433616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=3334013200825433616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/3334013200825433616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/3334013200825433616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/12/today-was-half-love-and-half-sad.html' title='-'/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-1307512822591437223</id><published>2007-12-03T13:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:39:01.564-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool Inventions. (:</title><content type='html'>hahahahha. i saw some interesting stuff in an email and thought it would be cool to share it with you guys since i've got like nothing to blog about these days and Mongkok is asking me to update. :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things That Make Life Easier. (Great Inventions)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CUP &amp;amp; COOKIES&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Smart cup in which you can put 2-3 of your favourite cookies. You don't need extra plates. It's made for right handed and left handed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R1OLMdbAyhI/AAAAAAAAAXg/x46ybnR_lcE/s1600-R/cup.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139604645932485138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R1OLMdbAyhI/AAAAAAAAAXg/eUTKeo27h0U/s320/cup.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BANANA GUARD - Protect Your Banana!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are you fed up with bringing bananas to work or school only to find them bruised and squashed? Banana Guard allows you to safely transport and storage individual bananas letting you enjoy perfect bananas anytime, anywhere. And you know what else this one can be used for. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R1OLqtbAyiI/AAAAAAAAAXo/x_-lqmXXV_Y/s1600-R/banana.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139605165623527970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R1OLqtbAyiI/AAAAAAAAAXo/XipzmDSXIS8/s320/banana.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOCK CUP - Anti-Theft Coffee Cup.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are you tired of others stealing your coffee cup? Well now there's a solution. The Lock - Cup has a hole which prevents most people from using it. Only the owner of the cup can use his/hers shaped key to close the hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R1OLq9bAyjI/AAAAAAAAAXw/HVJI04I8Zzs/s1600-R/lockc.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139605169918495282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R1OLq9bAyjI/AAAAAAAAAXw/FZElJxgtVvg/s320/lockc.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PENGUIN TEA TIMER&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Making tea, though easy to do, is also time consuming. Once you pour the hot water into the cup, you must patiently hover over it, waiting for the tea to steep. Well, the Penguin Tea Timer happily does the waiting for you. Place your tea cup under the beak and set it to the desired time. As you turn the timer dial, the beak lowers the tea into the hot water. When time is up, a bell sounds and the penguin automatically lifts his beak, removing the tea bag from the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R1OMRNbAykI/AAAAAAAAAX4/9wkjETvcbCw/s1600-R/penguin.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139605827048491586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R1OMRNbAykI/AAAAAAAAAX4/sWmekj2nCzA/s320/penguin.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TRANSPARENT TOASTER&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You love toast, but you always burn it? Than, this invention us for you. This transparent toaster allows you to see the bread while it is toasting so you just have to take it out when the colour is right. This idea is based on a transparent heating glass technology. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R1OMRdbAylI/AAAAAAAAAYA/LOpx7UcS6ZU/s1600-R/toaster.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139605831343458898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R1OMRdbAylI/AAAAAAAAAYA/VOca3taxV0g/s320/toaster.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUTTER CUTTER&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One Click Butter Cutter controls your portion as an important part of staying healthy. This ingenious butter cutter delivers one standard pat with each click of the handle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R1OMRdbAymI/AAAAAAAAAYI/0L4IPy3n2Y0/s1600-R/butter+cutter.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139605831343458914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R1OMRdbAymI/AAAAAAAAAYI/PXPUcN33PQI/s320/butter+cutter.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GIANT REMOTE&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never lose your remote again! With giant buttons, this extra-large remote is easy to use and impossible to lose. It's a 6-in-1 remote so you can use it to control your TV, VCR, DVD player, satellite, cable and auxiliary A/V device. It even features glow-in-the-dark buttons, so you can easily find the remote in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R1OO-9bAynI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/zHXXVfYuOuQ/s1600-R/remote.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139608812050762354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R1OO-9bAynI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/EBeW6F98xL0/s320/remote.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAYCLOCK&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What day is today? You don't know? Then you need a DayClock. It's uniquely designed to keep track of weekly events like your golf day, card night, movie night, and so much more. It's ideal for vacations and cruises when it's easy to lose track of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R1OO-9bAyoI/AAAAAAAAAYY/4pbGQtQzMzI/s1600-R/dayclock.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139608812050762370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R1OO-9bAyoI/AAAAAAAAAYY/SsewtoeulEA/s320/dayclock.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CRIME SCENE TOWEL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chalk outline crime scene beach towel - be the coolest person on the beach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R1OO_NbAypI/AAAAAAAAAYg/Or-vh4qWRsc/s1600-R/crime+scene+towel.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139608816345729682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R1OO_NbAypI/AAAAAAAAAYg/D5jQczb-dUg/s320/crime+scene+towel.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LASER SCISSORS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Laser ScissorsCutting a straight line has never been easier. Just aim the pin-point laser and follow the line. The scissor blades are stainless steel and cut very clean with a micro serrated edge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R1OO_NbAyqI/AAAAAAAAAYo/zQoTpFeTZ1Y/s1600-R/laser+scissors.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139608816345729698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R1OO_NbAyqI/AAAAAAAAAYo/3jofREVHmrc/s320/laser+scissors.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TOILET SEAT LIFTER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Who left the Toilet Seat up?' The PeaceMaker will end the battle of the toilet seat. Merely step on the pedal to activate the lifting mechanism. When finished, remove your foot from the pedal and the seat gently comes to a rest where it started. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R1OO_dbAyrI/AAAAAAAAAYw/2XZtTnJoNnk/s1600-R/lifter.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139608820640697010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R1OO_dbAyrI/AAAAAAAAAYw/u5prcaWrCKY/s320/lifter.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ILUMINATING CAR SLIPPERS&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you get up at night to drink water, go to the toilet. Do you wish you could see in the dark? Remarkably bright LED lights are triggered by your footsteps and light up the floor 30 feet in front of you; ultra-soft plush style are extra comfortable and cozy warm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R1OQoNbAysI/AAAAAAAAAY4/QAG8lVt1Ft8/s1600-R/car.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139610620231994050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R1OQoNbAysI/AAAAAAAAAY4/NZoqzmp6MOY/s320/car.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'THE THING' - INFANT PILLOW&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Zaky is an ergonomic infant pillow designed by a mom to mimic the size, weight, touch, and feel of her hand and forearm to help her baby with comfort, support, protection, and development. The Zaky can help calm your baby and help your baby sleep better through the night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R1OQodbAytI/AAAAAAAAAZA/u08-Hi7xggM/s1600-R/pillow.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139610624526961362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R1OQodbAytI/AAAAAAAAAZA/U85IyqNT7R4/s320/pillow.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TRAVELER'S PHRASE BOOK T-SHIRT&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you are traveling a lot and don't always know the language of the country you are visiting, then this T-shirt is for you. It has a phrase book printed on it so just point a finger at the pictogram you need and then point it twice at the question mark, which means, 'Where is it?' and in no time you have found what you were looking for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R1OQodbAyuI/AAAAAAAAAZI/sOrbxwMopUA/s1600-R/shirt.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139610624526961378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R1OQodbAyuI/AAAAAAAAAZI/LtR92EkG4kQ/s320/shirt.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MODERN LADDER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Realy cool modern ladder. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R1OQotbAyvI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/RamF4CRfPXE/s1600-R/ladder.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139610628821928690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R1OQotbAyvI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/tRCvfPmfSYs/s320/ladder.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LATEST DESIGN WAITER/WAITRESS TRAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anatomic tray, for waiters. No more dropping trays. We just don't know is it comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R1OQotbAywI/AAAAAAAAAZY/09OkVxTjWL0/s1600-R/tray.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139610628821928706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R1OQotbAywI/AAAAAAAAAZY/u5mHVq0xB_U/s320/tray.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHEEL-MOVING BENCH&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whether you want to sit on the sun or in the shade, near the river or under the tree. Now you have your movable bench, to sit wherever you like. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R1ORTtbAyxI/AAAAAAAAAZg/0wyEDyKx2So/s1600-R/moving+bench.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139611367556303634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R1ORTtbAyxI/AAAAAAAAAZg/DJCaRSYC5N4/s320/moving+bench.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;tell me, did you fall for a shooting star?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-1307512822591437223?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/1307512822591437223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=1307512822591437223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/1307512822591437223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/1307512822591437223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/12/hahahahha.html' title='Cool Inventions. (:'/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/R1OLMdbAyhI/AAAAAAAAAXg/eUTKeo27h0U/s72-c/cup.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-2232589564736459074</id><published>2007-11-30T14:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T04:45:11.955-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ELDDS Camp `07 ♥</title><content type='html'>okay. i am back here after a good night sleep yesterday to update on what has been happening to me in camp. it's gonna be so boring so i suggest you guys not to read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but before i start, i shall talk about something else. recently i submitted a collage on the 2a-ians to U-weekly. and it got selected. (pls refer to this week's U-weekly to see/find out more) i actually took a photo of the magazine page but it's in the other com now and i am lazy enough to transfer it here, so i shant post it up then. hahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway camp. :DD this camp was like fun-ner than those i had last time, no idea why, there wasnt a moment when i feel sad, i was happy plus tired throughout the 3days in school. :))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuesday, 27 Nov 2007&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i reached the school, many were already there. left our stuff in the 2a (love) classroom and the 2h classroom., the girls and the boys respectively. went spin room and got to know our new trainer, Mr Helmi Fita. he looked so darn strict but actually he's quite funny. plus he is able to control ppl, someone in particular. hhahahahha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were told to introduce ourselves first and then we had our first physical training which includes stuff like front roll, back roll, headstand, handstand and cartwheel. plus those piggyback thing. i was partnered with emilia and yeah, i think everyone enjoyed it. Mr Helmi made all the stunts seem like so easy, i think it's ok. after all that, lunch came. cooked by asyiqin's mother and i think it's great. her mum is a good cook. :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after lunch, Mr Helmi split us into groups and we had to think of a group name. natalie neo wanted sexy in the name so in the end, we were known as the 'sexy psychos'. :) then we were told to brainstorm for ideas for the Traffic Light Project thingy. eg. what does a traffic light means to us, the three colours of it represented what, etc. and we were told to construct a mindmap to show the different colours. and yongkian said 'bra' for all 3. that &lt;em&gt;pervert&lt;/em&gt;. hahahha. he played some music later and we were supposed to feel ______. i tried hard to feel but somehow i dont really get it. the music sounded funny, i swear. it sounded like ppl moaning. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later in the evening, i went with weisheng to lot 1 to collect the cakes and flowers for ms fazlin, ms maryrajoo and the seniors. there was this monster mash dance which we missed cos the dance were taught when we&lt;br /&gt;were away. then i went around the school seeing the juniors getting prepared for the horror night thingy. their costumes were great and i think they put in a lot of effort in it. yepps. (: &amp;amp; i love huda's hairband which shuhua wore for the horror thingy. it was like when you wear it, a knife seemed to like stab through your head. aiya. diff to explain over here. :/ the sec4 came later and many took photos. then we had this prize presentation thing and yeah, it was really very ______, touching? i cant find a suitable word lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the juniors started dancing later to the monster mash songs, super cute and funny. :D:D we had dinner cooked by ms fazlin if i am not wrong and later cakes. super yummy. ((: games later and many got dirty in the flour game. messes were all around and we all helped in clearing up. then we were told that we could clean up and sleep already. bath in the boys toilet (no one was inside and we got permission from the guys already) since there was not enough cubicles in the girls' one and there were less number of boys in ELDDS. emilia was tired and she went to sleep early while deb and i went to play card games with some of the sec1 juniors plus yongkian since they have not sleep yet. we played this 'hamburger' game, cheat etc. so so fun playing in the dark. slept at like 2 plus plus later and everytime i woke up, either feeling cold, or pain due to the fact that my tail bone hurts. the floor felt so hard. DD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday, 28 Nov 2007&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was aching all over when i woke up the next day. D: we had eggs and hotdogs plus milo for breakfast prepared by doreen, weisheng, guanyeow and andrey if i am not wrong. thanks. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later during physical training, we lied down on the floor and listen to the peaceful music. it was so long and at times, i thought the music was about to end, it continued playing. :/ were told to do those stunts we learnt the day before on mats later. and then after that, we played A E I O U . funfun. Mr Helmi was like trying to make me laugh so i kept on rolling my eyes so that i wouldnt have to look at his funny face. we had this exercise later to like pretend to be that somebody that Mr Helmi told us to be, eg. professional model, lion, prostitute, etc. (: got into our groups again and discussed our scripts for the Traffic Light Project thing. and yeah, we were considered done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunched later on nasi lemaks by the food catering. felt full. if i am not wrong, we had this game later when we were like given a stick and we had to act as though it was something else. i used it as a paintbrush. hahahhahhah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later in the eveing, we played TABOO and had dinner after that. we gave each other funny nicknames. i was BeeHoon, i had no idea why, Deb was KOKOKRUNCH, Emilia was Mongkok and YongKian was YongTauHu/YongTauFu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had group rehearsals later and it was so fun. okay, i know my vocab is very limited since i kept using the word 'fun' but i dont care if you hate it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;showered later and then we had this nightwalk thingy. super not scary cos i knew the way around even though we were being blindfolded. my group's facilitator was haikal/haiqal/haiqel and he was patient with us. then we went to the place which he claimed to be the 'Most Haunted Place in School, The DnT Block', which was actually the HomeEcons room cos i smelt milo which was for supper. make me laugh, no idea why. before we entered the 'Most Haunted Place in School, The DnT Block', there were ppl with brooms and feather dusters brushing our feet plus some blowing on our necks. and i was like 'eh, blow more leh, i super hot canz.' hahhahahhah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supper later with milo, cream of chicken and cream of mushroom soup which was yummy. later had card games in 2H classroom and then later outside on the floor in front of the lift. hahahhah. we felt hungry later and ms tang gave us some milk biscuits which was yummy and some were still hungry after that and so we went to ask ms tang for maggi mee. there were too many who were hungry and so ms tang told all of us to go to bed instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thursday, 29 Nov 2007&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slept well that night, no idea why and then woke up to prepare breakfast for the rest with emilia, deb, yongkian and hwaiyi. i was in charge of cooking the hotdogs since i dont know how to crack eggs. (yes, pls dont laugh, everytime i crack eggs, the shell goes into the egg white/egg yolk.) french toast and milo were cooked by the others and then the rest started coming in for breakfast. later we had this omelette which looked like an underwear so it was called the '&lt;strong&gt;Underwear Omelette&lt;/strong&gt;'. hahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training later again in the spin room and we had games. like duck duck goose and Dog &amp;amp; Bone. my group thrashed the other group in the Dog &amp;amp; Bone game, (10-5) so we got free massage from them, but in the end, we formed this massage train and walked around while massaging. there were obstacles in the way like eg, we had to climb on top of the chairs and tables, or maybe like crawl under the table. i enjoyed it. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had this rolling game. where many had to lie flat on the mats while others rolled on them. once in a lifetime experience. :D i think it was cool. dont think that you are light/skinny that when you roll over, you wont hurt anyone. Natalie Tan is like super skinny, but when she rolled over, it hurts cos she's too bony. :/ then we had this Impromptu storytelling session, i didnt go, cos i was so shy. hahhahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch later with asyiqin mother's cooking again. the sec3 sat together and we talked a little about the grad show next year. rehearsals later and then it was the actual performance later. blahblahblah. we had group photo with Mr Helmi and then we decided to have him for our trainer next year. sad that next year, i am gonna be sec4 and will be like leaving soon. DD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we packed up later and a few of us went to eat at Mac, we talked, laughed like crazy and it was home sweet home. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am done with posting but it doesnt really look lengthy to me. ahhhh, whatever. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we're crashing into the unknown.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-2232589564736459074?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/2232589564736459074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=2232589564736459074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/2232589564736459074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/2232589564736459074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/11/okay.html' title='ELDDS Camp `07 ♥'/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-4588340603766465296</id><published>2007-11-29T20:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T04:45:27.899-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired. -.-</title><content type='html'>hahahahahah. i am back from camp!!!!!! :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am like so tired. so i shant post on what happened during camp today. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-4588340603766465296?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/4588340603766465296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=4588340603766465296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/4588340603766465296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/4588340603766465296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/11/hahahahahah.html' title='Tired. -.-'/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-1319707359505063494</id><published>2007-11-26T14:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T04:45:46.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates! :D</title><content type='html'>hohohohohohoh. it's been 458734958639561286592865918659056826586534 zillion years since i last updated. the first reason is because i am too lazy. :/ the second reason is that i am currently addicted to maplestory again. :D it seemed so fun now, i just hope i wont get too addicted till i neglected my studies and hols homework. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, EL camp tmrw, 27nov till 29nov. wont be updating these days so pls dont expect me to update or something. instead, pls miss me. (: i haven pack my camp stuff yet, gahh. plus i am not going in any weird costume since i have decided not to take part in the horror theme. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm sorry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you ain't anything worth remembering so i decided to forget you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i did.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-1319707359505063494?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/1319707359505063494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=1319707359505063494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/1319707359505063494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/1319707359505063494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/11/hohohohohohoh.html' title='Updates! :D'/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-4393573674400951860</id><published>2007-11-21T20:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T04:46:12.712-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Predictions on the World End.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"The only truly painful goodbyes are the ones that are never said and never explained."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;i read the newpapers (wanbao) yesterday and saw this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;21 dec 2012.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;some scientists or what predict that the world is coming to an end on 21 dec 2012. and it caught my attention, so i went on reading. it was like a rumour they said, and also claimed that now many were like talking abt it. (really meh? how come i never hear about it de? read newspapers then know. =.-) then they went to interview ppl, super &lt;em&gt;boliao,&lt;/em&gt; whether they believe or not. stupid. :/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i mean like, of course the world will come to an end one day what. believe or dont believe what they predict also no use. you cant stop the world from coming to an end right? but then hor, i dont want to die so young leh. *started counting with fingers* i will be like about 20years old. if i used the predicted world-end date. huh??!! so young leh. i dont want leh. tskkkk. somemore they say is all because of what global warning. okay, acceptable reasons. better than what they predict would happen years back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;like eg:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- 27 November 1997: the world is gonna end because aliens are going to attack the earth. (I laughed like hell i tell you. maybe the scientists watched too much cartoons.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- July 1999: the king of evil is coming down to earth from heaven. =.-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- 11 August 1999: Moon Eclipse. (more reasonable, but i cant see any link with the world coming to an end)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- 31 January 2001: i dont know what the reason is cos i dont understand the chinese words. what &lt;em&gt;yeshu&lt;/em&gt; thing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- 29 September 2004: a planet was found. they were afraid it would crash into the earth.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- 2006: same reason as the one in 2004.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; EXCLUSIVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;other dates of the world-end. okay. i should cancel out the 's' in the date. cos i only took one reason which is super funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- 2038: a lot of people will die cos &lt;em&gt;lao tian ye&lt;/em&gt; want to punish people. (super super weird plus funny. :DD)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;grad night for some sec 4 and pri 6 people. saw many wearing proper prom attire at the yewtee mrt station today. and my brother today, grad night too. went to the school of cos, pri school, what do you expect. those lousy and cheap buffet, un-air-conditioned hall, with noisy fans. -.= and the theme this year for his school is hip-hop. so common. tsktsk. somemore they still have to pay 5bucks to go. diao. &lt;em&gt;xiang dang nian&lt;/em&gt;, my batch dont even need to pay for the lousy grad night lohr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, but this is better than my cousin's. she is sec 4 and actually the school planned for them to go to some grand hotel, i dont remember it, but yeah, in the end, the venue was changed to the school's hall. LOL. somemore they still have to pay, i think, 10 bucks? crazy. wear those prom attire to be just hanging out in the school hall? no way man!&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;buying camp food for eldds tmrw. TROLLEY! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;they ignore each other &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; look the other way &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but they both know &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;deep down inside, that it &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wasn't supposed to end this way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-4393573674400951860?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/4393573674400951860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=4393573674400951860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/4393573674400951860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/4393573674400951860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/11/only-truly-painful-goodbyes-are-ones.html' title='Stupid Predictions on the World End.'/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-1567830392931211272</id><published>2007-11-19T19:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T04:46:35.747-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random and Lame.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Smile. Because you dont know who is falling in love with your smile."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and so i did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;:):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;:):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;:):):):):):):):):):):):):):)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;has anyone fallen in love with my smile already? no. okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;:)))))))))))))))))))))))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;:]:]:]:]:]:]:]:]:]:]:]:]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(my jaws are getting stiff)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;:l:l:l:l:l:l:l:l:l:l&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh and did i mention i've got a variety of fruits at home? like:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- bananas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- grapes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- kiwi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- rock melon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- apples&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- orange &lt;s&gt;juice&lt;/s&gt; :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;SO BORED. I WANT TO GO OUT SOON. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you know why bill gates is like so rich?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i analyse his name for a few hours. and i finally know why. you know his name is bill right? then billionaire short form is bill, so yeah. (: plus 'bill gates' seems like a place where you can store millionbillionzillion loads of money, so therefore he is so so so so so so so &lt;strong&gt;RICH&lt;/strong&gt;!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay. i was being lame. stupid entry today cos i am too bored. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;we all sing "we aint got nothing, nothing to do, a big fat nothing, nothing for me nothing for you." (((:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-1567830392931211272?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/1567830392931211272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=1567830392931211272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/1567830392931211272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/1567830392931211272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/11/smile.html' title='Random and Lame.'/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-8388808339646821765</id><published>2007-11-17T16:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T04:46:56.648-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random. -.-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Your dad must be a thief, because he stole the stars and put them in your eyes." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;corny yet sweet. (:&lt;/div&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;(random)&lt;br /&gt;my brother was mapling just now and a guy he partied keep giving him missions. =.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like eg: - I shall sit and heal here while you try to protect me from getting 'hurt'.&lt;br /&gt;- Collect 1000 horny mushroom caps.&lt;br /&gt;- Collect 500 charm of the undead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super funny i tell you. plus, he asked us to ask him why he's giving us all these so-called missions. and so my brother &lt;em&gt;fu yan&lt;/em&gt; him and asked him. why? then know what he said? &lt;strong&gt;"Because mission make it (fighting) exciting and we'll have the mood to train."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make me laugh like hell. no idea why. ((((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ELENA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What hurts the most was being so close&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And having so much to say and watching you walk away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And never knowing what could have been&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And not seeing that loving you is what I was trying to do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-8388808339646821765?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/8388808339646821765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=8388808339646821765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/8388808339646821765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/8388808339646821765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/11/your-dad-must-be-thief-because-he-stole.html' title='Random. -.-'/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-8479559164204057761</id><published>2007-11-16T13:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T04:47:29.459-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Screw Myself.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"I can forgive. But if you're asking me to forget, you're asking me to give up experience."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;maybe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;iamborediamborediambored. talk to me when i'm online.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i dont feel like doing any homework now. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;screw hols, i'd rather have lessons now. i dont know how to plan my hols schedule like many did. i cant set goals and targets myself and complete them. screw me. ))):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;going back to school later to hand in physics. sian. so lazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You wanna make a memory&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You wanna steal a piece of time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can sing the melody to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I can write a couple of lines&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-8479559164204057761?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/8479559164204057761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=8479559164204057761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/8479559164204057761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/8479559164204057761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-can-forgive.html' title='Screw Myself.'/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-8394598116463794760</id><published>2007-11-15T15:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T04:48:21.032-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anti AhLians.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://aalteam.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://aalteam.blogspot.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;introducing the anti-ahlian blog. (: thanks to may for the website. i think she stumbled upon it or something. interesting stuff over there, plus plus, BONUS! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://antiaalteam.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://antiaalteam.blogspot.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the ah lians decided to revoke! hahahahhaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;PLUS MORE/EXCLUSIVE. (PLEASE DO NOT CLICK THE LINK IF YOU JUST ATE A HEAVY BREAKFAST/LUNCH/DINNER, NO OFFENCE TO ANYTHING I SAID SINCE IT'S ONLY MY OWN OPINION.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/user.php?statpos=bc&amp;amp;uid=20491558"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://profiles.friendster.com/user.php?statpos=bc&amp;amp;uid=20491558&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i cant stand it lah, saw this website from someone's comment on the aalteam blog. then i was curious so i went to see it. was digusted, if you have seen it, you'd know what i mean. plus, i think the person in the profile loves the attention given to her b__bs. fill in the blanks. she seems to enjoy people giving her those sick comments plus the fact that she's not happy since she's reaching 18 soon and cant grow ____ anymore. i read a comment where someone say something bad like eg, someone say she not sexy, then she said something like you jealous i got big b__bs is it? i mean example lah, since i am too disg_____ enough to go back and look at the comments again. x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I don't say this now I will surely break&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As I'm leaving the one I want to take&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Forgive the urgency but hurry up and wait&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My heart has started to separate&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-8394598116463794760?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/8394598116463794760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=8394598116463794760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/8394598116463794760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/8394598116463794760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/11/httpaalteam.html' title='Anti AhLians.'/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-2620743427540698348</id><published>2007-11-14T03:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T04:48:50.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update plus Touching Story. (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"LIFE IS LIKE CHEMISTRY. EVAPORATE YOUR WORRIES. FILTER YOUR HAPPINESS. AND YOU WILL FIND CRYSTALS OF LOVE."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kope from my cousin. how true. (: i am sure all chemistry teachers would be happy to see this. hahahhah.&lt;br /&gt;i realised i haven been updating for days. so i shall update to fu yan ppl. :D&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why, but i keep receiving the stupid email on the orangeshark games thing. very very dumb, super irritating i tell you. normally, i already have lots of junk mail in my account, but all thanks to the birth of this website, i have to delete more mails now. rahhhh. somemore i went to the website to have a look and it's like _____. for those who are really bored. :/ they even have levels. ROTFL. my brother is kind of hooked on to it now that i told him about this website which is =.- NICE MEH?? )): (after a few minutes of browsing) okay, i think it's okay lah. hahahahahha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out today with wanlin and yunhui to JEC to study. we took a hard time hailing a cab from my house there and i was WOLS enough to realise that i took a COMFORT taxi. i found out when i was about to alight which is like so long long. hahahahha. cos i was busy distracting myself in the taxi by keeping on talking since i got motion sickness. :/ lunched at Kobayashi and i seriously think we ate a lot, but it was worth the money. (: studied later and then had 'teabreak' at the cafe in the library. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;九十八次的爱和等待&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有那样一个男孩，和一个女孩。 　　&lt;br /&gt;他们非常的相爱。 　　&lt;br /&gt;有一天女孩要搬家到遥远的城市去了，男孩非常的伤心，却不敢留她。 　　&lt;br /&gt;另一个城市里有她的父母，有她很好的生活环境，而男孩什么都没有，男孩不敢留她，怕留下她，她会跟着他吃苦.所以他最终什么都没有说.而女孩一直在等他开口说不要走，她等啊等，一直等到上飞机，他都没有说.上飞机前，女孩递给男孩一个可爱的小毛猪，女孩说：想我了，就摸它一下吧.然后，女孩就上了飞机，她没有回头。 　　&lt;br /&gt;晴朗的天突然下起了雨，男孩含着眼泪看着飞机升空，就在这一刻，他突然发现自己犯了一个可怕的错误，他竟然没有问女孩在新城市里的地址和电话！ 　　&lt;br /&gt;于是，从此他开始等待，每一天每一天的守着电话不敢离开，他想女孩一定会打电话来的。 　　&lt;br /&gt;但是没有，一直都没有。他想念女孩的时候，就摸一下那个小毛猪的头，他摸了一次又一次，只让自己更加想念。 　　&lt;br /&gt;他等了整整三个月，后来他绝望了。他觉得女孩一定是放弃了他，他甚至开始恨那个女孩了。后来，男孩走出了自己的屋子，从这一刻开始，他决定忘记这段感情，他要重新开始。于是，他抱起那个小毛猪，想了想，狠心将它仍出了窗外。 　　&lt;br /&gt;扔掉了关于女孩的一切回忆，男孩从此再也不回头了。 　　&lt;br /&gt;第二天一早，有个饿清洁工到楼下打扫卫生，她看到了那个小毛猪。她把小毛猪抱了起来，摸了一下它的头，再摸了一下，突然，小毛猪动了。 　　&lt;br /&gt;小毛猪的嘴巴慢慢张开，吐出了一张字条。字条上，是女孩在新城市的地址和电话。 　　&lt;br /&gt;小毛猪是女孩专门跑到一个玩具厂找人定做的，费了很大的心思.如果摸了猪头一百下，小猪就会吐出她写在里面的字条来，她已暗暗决定，只要接到了男孩的电话。她就不顾一切的赶回来，再也不和他分开。 　　&lt;br /&gt;但是，男孩最终只摸了九十八下。 　　 　　&lt;br /&gt;清洁工想：多么好玩的小猪呀，带回去给儿子玩吧。 　&lt;br /&gt;她抱走了小猪，扔掉了字条。 　　&lt;br /&gt;男孩和女孩从此错过了一生。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad story. kope from may's blog. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-2620743427540698348?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/2620743427540698348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=2620743427540698348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/2620743427540698348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/2620743427540698348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/11/life-is-like-chemistry.html' title='Update plus Touching Story. (:'/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-2390292309739864138</id><published>2007-11-10T21:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T04:49:28.381-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Outing At Cityhall.</title><content type='html'>open house was super ______.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;outing later was fun. caught a movie, THE GAME PLAN, at suntec and later cam-whored a little at the esplanade, plus shopping and eating at marina square. and i swear i am never going there to shop again unless someone knows the place darn well, cos we had a hard time finding the place we wanted to go to. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE GAME PLAN is quite a nice movie, with some touching parts, and i cried, a little. yeah. :) and i think i ate more than 1/2 of the popcorn. :X salted popcorn sucks like big time since it's super salty. hahahhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;i just realised that the spongebob squarepants underwear i posted in my previous previous entry looks as though mould has grown on it. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We're the new faces of failure.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-2390292309739864138?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/2390292309739864138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=2390292309739864138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/2390292309739864138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/2390292309739864138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/11/open-house-was-super.html' title='Outing At Cityhall.'/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-8979084814825172017</id><published>2007-11-09T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T04:49:51.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ZZZ.</title><content type='html'>open house tmrw. so not looking forward to it. luckily i am in the morning shift, probably going out later. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahha. and it's such a coincidence. 2a`o6 class chalet from &lt;strong&gt;17 DEC&lt;/strong&gt; to 21 DEC. if you dont know why i bolded the &lt;strong&gt;17 DEC&lt;/strong&gt; ? no idea. think again. it's ... YUXUAN AND MY BIRTHDAY!!! such a coincidence canz, i can imagine the (not that i care) look on your face. but heheheh. perhaps i will have a really HAPPY birthday this year. remember my present on that day ok? hahahha. so darn BUAYBA. :D anyway, it's super cheap can. $120 only? for like 4 days plus it's like a bungalow? those 2 storeys one, with 3 rooms. :)) and hahahah. yuxuan and i took charge of food. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if i say it like i mean it, then maybe i'll believe like it's true.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-8979084814825172017?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/8979084814825172017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=8979084814825172017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/8979084814825172017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/8979084814825172017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/11/open-house-tmrw.html' title='ZZZ.'/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-1688316227690891129</id><published>2007-11-08T15:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:39:07.455-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spongebob Underwear and Mistakes.</title><content type='html'>hahahah. i was searching for icons on google.com just now to make a new blogskin and i saw this icon which had a funny quote/whatever you call it. super true and funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"If &lt;strong&gt;emo&lt;/strong&gt; people want to die, why dont they just kill themselves?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;agreed. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RzK8o1vXG1I/AAAAAAAAAXY/S8Nmw1URy-8/s1600-h/ke5826.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130370335334931282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RzK8o1vXG1I/AAAAAAAAAXY/S8Nmw1URy-8/s320/ke5826.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;underwear for sale, anyone? hahahah. i think i am going crazy soon. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;amp; see this. i happened to see this banner at yewtee mrt station there. and they made a slight mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RzK7TFvXG0I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/VbTtPShef3Y/s1600-h/Image(732).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130368862161148738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RzK7TFvXG0I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/VbTtPShef3Y/s320/Image(732).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;have you spot the mistake? (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RzK7S1vXGzI/AAAAAAAAAXI/E7iE_2CmKgI/s1600-h/Chia+Chu+Kang..png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130368857866181426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RzK7S1vXGzI/AAAAAAAAAXI/E7iE_2CmKgI/s320/Chia+Chu+Kang..png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahahahah. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i realised i dont need you to feel happy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-1688316227690891129?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/1688316227690891129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=1688316227690891129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/1688316227690891129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/1688316227690891129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/11/hahahah.html' title='Spongebob Underwear and Mistakes.'/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RzK8o1vXG1I/AAAAAAAAAXY/S8Nmw1URy-8/s72-c/ke5826.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-8815928363292344859</id><published>2007-11-07T14:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T04:50:41.502-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo-ish.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Sometimes just a small action is enough to show you how important you are to someone."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it's is always like that or at least that's what i believe in. agree?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the fun i had, gone with the wind, &amp;amp; never coming back.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-8815928363292344859?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/8815928363292344859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=8815928363292344859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/8815928363292344859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/8815928363292344859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/11/sometimes-just-small-action-is-enough.html' title='Emo-ish.'/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-4286238387335981620</id><published>2007-11-06T18:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:39:07.834-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Toddler. :D</title><content type='html'>hahahah. i was still thinking of the incident which i threw my socks away. anyway, i recalled my mum once told me &lt;strong&gt;she accidentally flushed one of her undergarments down the toiletbowl&lt;/strong&gt;. super funny. :DD she claimed she tried to rescue it but it had already disappeared. hahahahahahahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;rahhhhh, super suay last sunday. was at causeway and i saw mr PH and his wife and his kid, okay, his whole family. hahahah. and my mum saw him buying 4D. :S then i got a photo of him. :D but i didnt edit it so that i could show you guys more clearly which one he is, but nevermind. here it is: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/Ry2lPX6JWfI/AAAAAAAAAWo/xx0aXPgtAGo/s1600-h/Image(712).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128937234179381746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/Ry2lPX6JWfI/AAAAAAAAAWo/xx0aXPgtAGo/s320/Image(712).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's the one far back in black shirt and grey bermudas. and the one in pink is his wife, and i have to admit, his wife is quite pretty. hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you guys should see this! i saw a very funny toddler in the Metro store that day. he love the mirror so much, he kept standing in front of it and did funny stuff. i was stupid enough ton stand there and just stare and later realised that i could have video-taped it down. so i took 3 videos of him, secretly! :/ but they aint funnier than the ones i didnt video-taped down. hahahah. sorry for the poor video quality though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; if you guys cant see the video, here are the links:&lt;br /&gt;funny toddler part 1: &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=oUMAIzUCH1M"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=oUMAIzUCH1M&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny toddler part 2: &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=olC5Qf7OFqs"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=olC5Qf7OFqs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny toddler part 3: &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=266uJTcR8DU"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=266uJTcR8DU&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The White One Is Evil by Elliot Minor MV: &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=rpo7A5xUNmM"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=rpo7A5xUNmM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oUMAIzUCH1M&amp;amp;rel=" width="375" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/olC5Qf7OFqs&amp;amp;rel=" width="375" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/266uJTcR8DU&amp;amp;rel=" width="375" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; anyone has got this song? if so, mind sending it to me? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;The White One Is Evil by Elliot Minor&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rpo7A5xUNmM&amp;amp;rel=" width="375" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sit back, I'll take you for a ride&lt;br /&gt;To anyplace where you decide&lt;br /&gt;Keep holding on and don't let go too quickly&lt;br /&gt;Knocked down, I'm lying on the floor&lt;br /&gt;Oh shit, he's coming back for more&lt;br /&gt;What can I do, where can I hide&lt;br /&gt;For safety&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strive to kiss again, she blinds&lt;br /&gt;I've been here once before&lt;br /&gt;You keep me running in circles&lt;br /&gt;Can't stand it, I'm running empty handed&lt;br /&gt;It's not a waste of time&lt;br /&gt;I know you do it for pleasure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were you sent to destroy me&lt;br /&gt;Look I'm still breathing&lt;br /&gt;I warned you the white one is evil&lt;br /&gt;She will kill you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Downtown, I'm going by the store&lt;br /&gt;Oh look, she's coming back for more&lt;br /&gt;I need to run, don't wanna catch me&lt;br /&gt;Today she's serious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trapped, caught and now I'm going under&lt;br /&gt;Strike her down with bolt of thunder&lt;br /&gt;Play your game but when I dare ya&lt;br /&gt;Keep on trying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strive to kiss again, she blinds&lt;br /&gt;I've been here once before&lt;br /&gt;You keep me running in circles&lt;br /&gt;Can't stand it, I'm running empty handed&lt;br /&gt;It's not a waste of time&lt;br /&gt;I know you do it for pleasure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were you sent to destroy me&lt;br /&gt;Look i'm still breathing&lt;br /&gt;I warned you the white one is evil&lt;br /&gt;She will kill you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were you sent to destroy me&lt;br /&gt;Look i'm still breathing&lt;br /&gt;I warned you the white one is evil&lt;br /&gt;She will kill you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing stalling, always falling&lt;br /&gt;Story of my life&lt;br /&gt;Dying, kissing come embrace me&lt;br /&gt;Always giving up&lt;br /&gt;Standing stalling, always falling&lt;br /&gt;Story of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sit back, I'll take you for a ride&lt;br /&gt;To anyplace where you decide&lt;br /&gt;Keep holding on and don't let go&lt;br /&gt;Too quickly&lt;br /&gt;Knocked down, I'm lying on the floor&lt;br /&gt;Oh shit, he's coming back for more&lt;br /&gt;What can i do, where can I hide&lt;br /&gt;For safety&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strive to kiss again, she blinds&lt;br /&gt;I've been here once before&lt;br /&gt;You keep me running in circles&lt;br /&gt;Can't stand it, I'm running empty handed&lt;br /&gt;It's not a waste of time&lt;br /&gt;I know you do it for pleasure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were you sent to destroy me&lt;br /&gt;Look I'm still breathing&lt;br /&gt;I warned you the white one is evil&lt;br /&gt;She will kill you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were you sent to destroy me&lt;br /&gt;Look I'm still breathing&lt;br /&gt;I warned you the white one is evil&lt;br /&gt;She will kill you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RzBGYX6JWgI/AAAAAAAAAWw/MhJ4luJ0WyU/s1600-h/Image(718).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129677360123697666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RzBGYX6JWgI/AAAAAAAAAWw/MhJ4luJ0WyU/s320/Image(718).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, WEI SHENG!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-4286238387335981620?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/Ry2lPX6JWfI/AAAAAAAAAWo/xx0aXPgtAGo/s72-c/Image(712).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-6204415562656177864</id><published>2007-11-05T14:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T04:51:53.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Many many things. :D</title><content type='html'>sad day with a few happy moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw 7 out of the 12 2a`o6 guys today, such a coincidence seeing them at different places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, saw chinseng walking in the direction to lot 1 with some of his classmates.&lt;br /&gt;secondly, saw keng wee, yuliang and pit soon. (not from 2a`o6) i saw them walking into the temple near our school. i was bewildered, why in the world would they go into a temple after school? pray? or maybe they just want to take a shortcut, but i think it's rude. :/&lt;br /&gt;thirdly, saw ah ma, ah gong, vernon and another guy (i didnt see who it was, maybe another 2a`o6 guy) at limbang.&lt;br /&gt;forthly, saw junjie on the way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just plain coincidence but still yeah. and i was shocked when ah ma gave a slight nod of acknowledgement when he saw me. and i just fake-smiled back. cause i was too stunned to react. hahahah. never know that ______________________. it's difficult to fill in the blanks. due to the separation last year, it felt great that 2a`o6 have not become strangers even though we are in different classes now. sigh. the good old times~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home and i absentmindedly threw my socks into the dustbin. i cant remember what i was thinking about at that time but it seemed important and i treated my socks as litter and threw them. felt stupid. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i realised that i bought the wrong brand of moo moo sweet although they tasted quite the same. may has got the original wrapper and it's totally different. ))))):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, if you guys happened to go to westmall, heard from jiazhi that shunting is working at 'TOM&amp;amp;STEFANIE' at night and you guys can drop by and visit her. but i dont advice you guys to go and scare her, for fear that she might scream suddenly and get fired. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; i hope they'd bully you more cause in a way, they are helping me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-6204415562656177864?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/6204415562656177864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=6204415562656177864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/6204415562656177864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/6204415562656177864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/11/sad-day-with-few-happy-moments.html' title='Many many things. :D'/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-1878360559782013073</id><published>2007-11-01T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:39:08.149-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOO MOO SWEETS.</title><content type='html'>moo moo sweet! I FINALLY FOUND IT, ALL THANKS TO MAY! :DDDDDDDDDD super yummeh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RylyB36JWdI/AAAAAAAAAWY/HQok29SaxKs/s1600-h/Image(680).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127755027251288530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RylyB36JWdI/AAAAAAAAAWY/HQok29SaxKs/s320/Image(680).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahah. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knew about the banding for english class today. heard that ms lai is gonna teach the band 1 for combined class of 3c&amp;amp;3e. then ms lee will be teaching the band 2 and ms yong the band 3. only 35 students go to ms lai class and 7 remain in ms lee class. honestly i would prefer having ms lee teaching me again, but this meant that my english is getting lousier. :/ hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; hweisze's favourite hobby is smashing her face with burgers. hahahah. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RylyCH6JWeI/AAAAAAAAAWg/mRe9ap7lARo/s1600-h/Image(682).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127755031546255842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RylyCH6JWeI/AAAAAAAAAWg/mRe9ap7lARo/s320/Image(682).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dont love you like i did yesterday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-1878360559782013073?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/1878360559782013073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=1878360559782013073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/1878360559782013073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/1878360559782013073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/11/moo-moo-sweet-i-finally-found-it-all.html' title='MOO MOO SWEETS.'/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RylyB36JWdI/AAAAAAAAAWY/HQok29SaxKs/s72-c/Image(680).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-5155085811812853382</id><published>2007-10-31T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:39:08.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>'O' Level Chinese Exam plus Love for Patrick! ♥</title><content type='html'>hahahah. have been kinda lazy these days. didnt feel like blogging but since the o lvl chinese is over, here i am! hahahah. o lvl chinese today, finally over! so happy canz. :) the paper was okay, and i think i will fare averagely. i sure hope i get an a1 lahr, which i dont think which will happen because i flunked my orals. i hope my orals doesnt affect or pull down my grade. good luck to me! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RyhM5n6JWcI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/oedNLoufj7U/s1600-h/Image(671).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127432728610429378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RyhM5n6JWcI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/oedNLoufj7U/s320/Image(671).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my entry proof to enter the examination hall. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and recently fell in love with patrick!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RyhM4X6JWZI/AAAAAAAAAV4/Q4a33SfOv7I/s1600-h/Image(657).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127432707135592850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RyhM4X6JWZI/AAAAAAAAAV4/Q4a33SfOv7I/s320/Image(657).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RyhM436JWaI/AAAAAAAAAWA/Z3zEo2wVi3I/s1600-h/Image(660).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127432715725527458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RyhM436JWaI/AAAAAAAAAWA/Z3zEo2wVi3I/s320/Image(660).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;anyone has a 'higher' butt than hers? :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RyhM5H6JWbI/AAAAAAAAAWI/0JknL0kcOpI/s1600-h/Image(673).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127432720020494770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RyhM5H6JWbI/AAAAAAAAAWI/0JknL0kcOpI/s320/Image(673).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe we're torn apart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe the timing is beating our hearts.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We're empty.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-5155085811812853382?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/5155085811812853382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=5155085811812853382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/5155085811812853382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/5155085811812853382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/10/hahahah_31.html' title='&apos;O&apos; Level Chinese Exam plus Love for Patrick! ♥'/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RyhM5n6JWcI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/oedNLoufj7U/s72-c/Image(671).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-2688017160518032208</id><published>2007-10-26T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:39:08.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Parent Meeting plus Being Sick.</title><content type='html'>pfft. meet the parents session just now. and for starters, i was relieved i got ms sim. (: took a while to settle down and ms sim started the usual talking on the results blah. and then she looked at me and started 'nagging' away. wah, i tell you, i never felt so dizzy before in my whole life. she was like chanting to me. and the only word i can hear is 'practise, practise, practise and more practise'. i was about to go crazy i tell you. and so my mind drifted away, i looked here and there, then on her table, where there was a name list with the whole class's percentage on maths i guess. i was like looking and looking and then pretending to be listening to her by looking up at her a few times. and the more i looked and listened to her, the dizzier i felt. seriously, i dont know if that is how the &lt;strong&gt;Monkey God, Sun Wu Kong&lt;/strong&gt; felt when his &lt;em&gt;shifu&lt;/em&gt; chant. but i think it must have been the same and the feeling was terrible. and my dad was like listening to and i think he dont feel okay either. cos he was quiet the whole while when ms sim was 'chanting' away. hahah. and i was like when is this going to end, until like finally, she passed me the survey form, i was like wahh. FINALLY canz. :D i know it's bad to complain about her cos it's for our own good, but yeah. i can die from nagging. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, went to the doctor just now. sad, i have medicine to eat and i hate the cough mixture, taste so ____. the throat lozenges is so effin big! hahah. and i cant eat all those fried stuff as usual. sad. but i lost weight. like 2-3kg? great, cos i am prepared to gain weight during hols. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and random stuff. i seriously dont know why the unhealthy stuff taste so nice, but those healthy stuff taste like so bland and so ugh. i think the nicest healthiest food so far is veggie. hahah. and i also dont get why i can memorise the long string of song lyrics by just listening to the songs for like 1-2 times without looking at the lyrics, but if you ask me to memorise those big chunk of formulas i just cant. it's so ____. dumb maybe. maybe the teachers in the future will invent songs for the formulas and stuff so that it will be easier to score during exams. and i can imagine the scene in the examination hall, people singing the songs to the formulas, that's so cool, provided no one goes out of tune which is so impossible. and plus the fact that when the teachers teach the students the songs, they have to go for vocal training lesson so that they wont&lt;em&gt; 'throw their own faces'. &lt;/em&gt;hahah. it's nice to daydream and imagine the impossible sometimes. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: My head still hurts from the nagging.&lt;br /&gt;Double P/S: My leg still hurts thanks to huisian when we head-crashed and her body hit my leg yesterday when i was trying to act out a scene. hahahah. &lt;div&gt;Triple P/S: My medicine. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RyGZJX6JWXI/AAAAAAAAAVs/mcJYhTg_YVo/s1600-h/Image(615).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125546237240105330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RyGZJX6JWXI/AAAAAAAAAVs/mcJYhTg_YVo/s320/Image(615).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;everything back but you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-2688017160518032208?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/2688017160518032208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=2688017160518032208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/2688017160518032208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/2688017160518032208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/10/pfft.html' title='Parent Meeting plus Being Sick.'/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RyGZJX6JWXI/AAAAAAAAAVs/mcJYhTg_YVo/s72-c/Image(615).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-711746428782018332</id><published>2007-10-25T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T04:54:45.558-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Comes First? Plus Nostalgia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Ever wonder which came first, the chicken or the egg?&lt;/strong&gt; (: let's solve this once and for all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This question appears regularly in the question file, so let's take a shot at it. In nature, living things evolve through changes in their DNA. In an animal like a chicken, DNA from a male sperm cell and a female ovum meet and combine to form a zygote -- the first cell of a new baby chicken. This first cell divides innumerable times to form all of the cells of the complete animal. In any animal, every cell contains exactly the same DNA, and that DNA comes from the zygote. Chickens evolved from non-chickens through small changes caused by the mixing of male and female DNA or by mutations to the DNA that produced the zygote. These changes and mutations only have an effect at the point where a new zygote is created. That is, two non-chickens mated and the DNA in their new zygote contained the mutation(s) that produced the first true chicken. That one zygote cell divided to produce the first true chicken. Prior to that first true chicken zygote, there were only non-chickens. The zygote cell is the only place where DNA mutations could produce a new animal, and the zygote cell is housed in the chicken's egg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So, the egg must have come first.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;---&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it, this is the last day of school. and the sec 2 are being separated. the feeling is coming to me again. i remember of how 2a`o6 used to be. time passed so fast, it's been a year. i remembered the last day ended with the street dance competition and 2a got second. it was a memorable day and the class separated feeling happy for the street dance people that day. but the competition didnt mark the last of 2a. it was the chalet, we had so much fun, water bombing all these. seemed as though water bomb was our 2a hobby, like most of the time, we water-bombed. and i still remembered we had bbq at pasir park during sec 1 and some of us were scolded for wetting a shop area. :/ the sad and happy we went through, it was really great. even if there were bad things that happened to us, at least we were being scolded as one. and ms rani, remember? many funny things happened then and i recalled ah gong write a letter about &lt;strong&gt;'talking at the bottom of his lungs'&lt;/strong&gt;? jokes made in class were super funny, and probably because we are all chinese (not being racist) and we bonded even closer. and and and CFN! 210706. &lt;33&gt;you heard me say i was leaving.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybe i should.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-711746428782018332?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/711746428782018332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=711746428782018332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/711746428782018332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/711746428782018332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/10/ever-wonder-which-came-first-chicken-or.html' title='What Comes First? Plus Nostalgia.'/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-5833255142013608635</id><published>2007-10-24T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T03:16:46.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>))): all thanks to the long time in air-conditioned rooms these days, i am getting sick. or should i say i am sick? flu. feeling so horribly terribly sadly unwell. but i kept on eating like a pig. :/ think i am gonna get fat during these hols and when i take my height and weight next year, the weighing machine will break down. hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, i think i am alright with us being released late already, i have get used to it. yeah. no complaints now. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;he tried to act cool but ended up looking cute.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you asked me the wrong question and i answered wrongly in the correct way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-5833255142013608635?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/5833255142013608635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=5833255142013608635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/5833255142013608635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/5833255142013608635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/10/all-thanks-to-long-time-in-air.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-6772681994712764360</id><published>2007-10-23T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T02:50:23.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>xuete. intensive revision for HCL now end at either 4 or 5. it's like so darn long and for the whole week?! faggot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mdm yong, i know you want us to get good results for the O LVL, but i think you are trying a little too hard. i dont mind if you keep on giving us assignments to do, i am able to cope with the load but having us to stay back and listen to you explain for like so long, it's seriously a waste of time. i suggest you should ask if we understand the passage next time, and you can just go through all those that we dont know, not all. i really dont like having to walk home under the hot sun and then sweating like hell later thanks to the fact that we are being released late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and can you have a time management? you are either late or something. this wasted a lot of time. like today for example. we wasted like more than half an hour trying to get a space so that we can settle down, and plus the fact that we couldnt find you. please, if you are really sincere about helping us, dont be late, and we can also end early and go back home to revise. some people may find your lessons effective, but i beg to differ. yes, maybe you helped me a little in the cloze passage and maybe helped me in understanding some of the words which i have never heard of, but i think that's all i learnt. maybe you think that nanyang girls' have a very high percentage for the HCL, but we are not them. we cant compare with them, we have worked hard already. maybe the way they got so high for their papers is because they stay back till late, but what's the point of following them? it's really no use. all these are really last minute work. i am afraid to see what might happen when it comes to O LVL HCL next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;take my advice and you'll never go wrong.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-6772681994712764360?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/6772681994712764360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=6772681994712764360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/6772681994712764360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/6772681994712764360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/10/xuete.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-8658577581786965452</id><published>2007-10-19T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T03:14:09.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>))))))):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 October 2007. saddest day of my life. i really am sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;对不起。我真的不想的。&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;或许那已经是过去了。&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-8658577581786965452?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/8658577581786965452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=8658577581786965452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/8658577581786965452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/8658577581786965452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/10/19-october-2007.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-1140172917191075656</id><published>2007-10-18T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T03:47:38.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is a sad sad day, so let's cry together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i didnt fail many subjects but was very disappointed in some of the subjects i scored. sigh. but what could be done. it's no use crying over spilt milk. how i wish i had not slacked a lot during the MYE, cos i wasnt really in the studying mood then. then with the marks, my grades will be pulled down by a lot. i have to work hard for next year, if i really want to go to a junior college. i thought of many things already, actually. the L1R5 is very important. say for example, the highest grade is like eg B3 for me. then if i got the luck to get B3 for all the 6 subjects i am counting, the total score is like 18?! which is like so high. i think i will get 20 plus plus lah. )))): so in order for me to get like 15 and below, i must have like at least 3-4 A1s or A2. it's really freaking difficult and thinking of the year ahead make me have trouble sleeping. &lt;em&gt;gahhh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how can i cope next year man. i cannot be so slack already. i dont know what to do. feeling so lost right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Could it be that nothing's gonna change?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause time has got a way of taking back everything you thought you had.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-1140172917191075656?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/1140172917191075656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=1140172917191075656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/1140172917191075656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/1140172917191075656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/10/today-is-sad-sad-day-so-lets-hug-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-3338102475931804111</id><published>2007-10-16T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T21:04:00.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahahah. school's starting tmrw, say YAY! :DD this is the first time i missed school so much manz. i dont feel the same way during dec hols though. but still, HAPPY! cos i can go to school already. hahahah. i think i have put on weight already, cos i have been stuffing myself with tons of junk food since i have got nothing to do at home. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, may, dont be sad huh. i read your blog and i know how you feel now since i am a victim myself. condolences to your phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more months till the BIG DAY! hahahah. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;currently in love with this song! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/gWXwvpa1Zs/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/gWXwvpa1Zs/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bright cold silver moon&lt;br /&gt;Tonight alone in my room&lt;br /&gt;You were here just yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Slight turn of the head&lt;br /&gt;Eyes down when you said&lt;br /&gt;I guess I need my life to change&lt;br /&gt;Seems like something's just aren't the same&lt;br /&gt;What could I say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a little more luck than a little bit&lt;br /&gt;Cuz every time I get stuck the words won't fit&lt;br /&gt;And every time that I try I get tongue tied&lt;br /&gt;I'll need a little good luck to get me by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a little more help than a little bit&lt;br /&gt;Like the perfect one word no one's heard yet&lt;br /&gt;Cuz every time that I try I get tongue tied&lt;br /&gt;I need a little good luck to get me by this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stare up at the stars&lt;br /&gt;I wonder just where you are&lt;br /&gt;You feel a million miles away&lt;br /&gt;(I wonder just where you are)&lt;br /&gt;Was it something I said?&lt;br /&gt;Or something I never did?&lt;br /&gt;Or was I always in the way?&lt;br /&gt;Could someone tell me what to say to just make you stay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a little more luck than a little bit&lt;br /&gt;Cuz every time I get stuck the words won't fit&lt;br /&gt;And every time that I try I get tongue tied&lt;br /&gt;I need a little good luck to get me by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a little more help than a little bit&lt;br /&gt;Like the perfect one word no one's heard yet&lt;br /&gt;Cuz every time that I try I get tongue tied&lt;br /&gt;I need a little good luck to get me by this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it feels like the end&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to be here again&lt;br /&gt;And we could help each other off the ground so we never fall down again&lt;br /&gt;What it takes I don't care&lt;br /&gt;We're gonna make it I swear&lt;br /&gt;And we could help each other off the ground so we never fall down again&lt;br /&gt;Again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a little more luck than a little bit&lt;br /&gt;Cuz every time I get stuck the words won't fit&lt;br /&gt;But every time that I try I get tongue tied&lt;br /&gt;I need a little good luck to get me by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a little more help than a little bit&lt;br /&gt;Like the perfect one word no one's heard yet&lt;br /&gt;Cuz every time that I try I get tongue tied&lt;br /&gt;I need a little good luck to get me by this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it feels like the end&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to be here again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we could help each other off the ground so we never fall down again&lt;br /&gt;What it takes I don't care&lt;br /&gt;We're gonna make it I swear&lt;br /&gt;And we could help each other off the ground so we never fall down again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll take another chance, take it far, take a shot for you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-3338102475931804111?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/3338102475931804111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=3338102475931804111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/3338102475931804111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/3338102475931804111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/10/hahahah_16.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-1614346625528778394</id><published>2007-10-16T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:39:09.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahahah. i just realised i haven been blogging for days. so here i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ytd went to yunhui's hse and tried to design the back of the class tees. yepps. so here are 2 designs to choose from. if there's any problems, just tell us, and we can amend it if you dont like it, yeah. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RxRAYAwHtuI/AAAAAAAAAVc/RBXmKQhldGg/s1600-h/cute+peeps.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121789457489966818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RxRAYAwHtuI/AAAAAAAAAVc/RBXmKQhldGg/s320/cute%2Bpeeps.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RxRAYQwHtvI/AAAAAAAAAVk/iPjM3T5Vr6Q/s1600-h/thumbprint.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121789461784934130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RxRAYQwHtvI/AAAAAAAAAVk/iPjM3T5Vr6Q/s320/thumbprint.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'll need a little more luck than a little bit, cause everytime I get stuck, the words won't fit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-1614346625528778394?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/1614346625528778394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=1614346625528778394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/1614346625528778394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/1614346625528778394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/10/hahahah.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RxRAYAwHtuI/AAAAAAAAAVc/RBXmKQhldGg/s72-c/cute%2Bpeeps.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-5936192084533438766</id><published>2007-10-12T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T22:38:04.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wahh. sad lah. school aint gonna reopen till like thursday, which is like 1 more week away? i had actually thought that the end of exams means more freedom for me but now. too much freedom is like equal to boredom. ))): it's kind of sick being stuck at home looking at the com for hours. ): someone jio me out canz. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/bUdznrrqx9/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/bUdznrrqx9/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S.O.S by Jonas Brothers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told you I needed you&lt;br /&gt;You and me and no one else&lt;br /&gt;It's all because your girly friends&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm done&lt;br /&gt;With awkward situation's empty conversations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oohh This is an S.O.S.&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna second guess,&lt;br /&gt;This is the bottom line&lt;br /&gt;It's true&lt;br /&gt;I gave my all for you,&lt;br /&gt;now my heart's in two&lt;br /&gt;And I can't find the other half&lt;br /&gt;It's like I'm walking on broken glass,&lt;br /&gt;better believe I bled&lt;br /&gt;It's a call I'll never get&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is where the story ends&lt;br /&gt;A conversation on IM&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm done&lt;br /&gt;That's it,&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the miscommunication&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oohh This is an S.O.S.&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna second guess,&lt;br /&gt;This is the bottom line&lt;br /&gt;It's true&lt;br /&gt;I gave my all for you,&lt;br /&gt;now my heart's in two&lt;br /&gt;And I can't find the other half&lt;br /&gt;It's like I'm walking on broken glass,&lt;br /&gt;better believe I bled&lt;br /&gt;It's a call I'll never get&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time I'll see you&lt;br /&gt;I'm giving you a high five&lt;br /&gt;It's not too over rated, just FYI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oohh This is an S.O.S.&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna second guess,&lt;br /&gt;This is the bottom line&lt;br /&gt;It's trueI gave my all for you,&lt;br /&gt;now my heart's in two(yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oohh This is an S.O.S.&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna second guess,&lt;br /&gt;This is the bottom line&lt;br /&gt;It's trueI gave my all for you,&lt;br /&gt;now my heart's in two&lt;br /&gt;And I can't find the other half&lt;br /&gt;It's like I'm walking on broken glass,&lt;br /&gt;better believe I bled&lt;br /&gt;It's a call I'll never get&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;they told me i was crazy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dreamt that the sky radiated blue.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but the doctors had cleared me,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and said that it was just a case of &lt;strong&gt;too much missing you&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-5936192084533438766?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/5936192084533438766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=5936192084533438766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/5936192084533438766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/5936192084533438766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/10/wahh.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-4636346708033301875</id><published>2007-10-10T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T01:57:18.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Highights of the entry today:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. I AM BACK!!!! :DDD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. There might be a 2a chalet. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;3. There might not be olympics in Beijing next year in 2008 and...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;4. Kranji lowest acceptable aggregate score for express stream increases.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt; hahahha. yay-nesss! :D so i am not on hiatus anymore which means i shall blog on a regular basis soon. exams are officially over, unless you count the o-level chinese. :/ well. let's not think about that. hahaha. these 2 weeks have been a torment. ( i dont know how i survived. hahahha. anyway, gonna update now. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ATTENTION ALL 2A`06 STUDENTS!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;there might be a class chalet if many of you are interested in having one this year, mr teo will be booking the chalet for us if i didnt hear wrongly. so... make a decision soon and i hope it is a wise one. for more details, &lt;s&gt;please call 1800-934-5332&lt;/s&gt; please ask sandy. (: cos i got the information from her.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt; Jenny* told me that her brother's friend's friend predicted that there wouldnt be olympics held next year in Beijing. and if that really happens, the world is going to come to an end. i was shocked when i heard this. i certainly hope it's not true cause i dont want to die!!! (but if i am not wrong, the source is highly reliable.) i still want to experience many stuff. i have not gone around the whole world yet. i want to die at an old age peacefully. i dont want to die young. ): so, moral of the story is never listen to any friend who has the name jenny/never listen when friends are talking. NOT! moral of the story is to live life happy and enjoy every moment you have with your loved ones. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*name changed to protect person's privacy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp;&amp;amp; last of all. I just read my brother's PSLE book of schools blah thing. that thick booklet whereby it list the average aggregate for the different schools. and KSS upped the aggregate for the express stream. if i didnt remember wrongly, during my time (like so old liao), the lowest aggregate score needed for the express stream was like 224 or 225, now, 3 years later, it has increased to 231. wahh. like so high canz. :O but yeah, things do changed. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wish that i could find the words to say.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-4636346708033301875?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/4636346708033301875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=4636346708033301875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/4636346708033301875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/4636346708033301875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/10/highights-of-entry-today-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-6688427340383924622</id><published>2007-09-28T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T05:06:10.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wahahah. Suprised to see an entry here? Lols. Was just trying out my phone on surfing the net and it's real great! :D darn superb! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, many things had happened lately and i surely hope that they'll be resolved soon. Nothing to say already! Good luck and jiayous to all for EOY next week then! :)) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;let's create a memory that will warm our hearts down the road. &lt;3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-6688427340383924622?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/6688427340383924622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=6688427340383924622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/6688427340383924622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/6688427340383924622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/09/wahahah_28.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-4105299957617115169</id><published>2007-09-23T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T02:07:25.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ON HIATUS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be&lt;strong&gt; on hiatus&lt;/strong&gt; till i cant control my usage of the com. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that may still hasnt send me the photo. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;misses.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY, KEITH!!! (22nd Sep)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-4105299957617115169?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/4105299957617115169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=4105299957617115169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/4105299957617115169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/4105299957617115169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/09/on-hiatus.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-4864527338621697782</id><published>2007-09-22T02:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:39:09.627-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am blogging today to declare my sudden &lt;strong&gt;love for chemistry&lt;/strong&gt;! i am beginning to understand all those difficult stuff already thanks to _____. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RvTi9AwHtsI/AAAAAAAAAVM/6BXGsfocFOs/s1600-h/Image(344).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112961014774085314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RvTi9AwHtsI/AAAAAAAAAVM/6BXGsfocFOs/s320/Image(344).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RvTi9AwHttI/AAAAAAAAAVU/FGRG8jCPJsQ/s1600-h/Image(345).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112961014774085330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RvTi9AwHttI/AAAAAAAAAVU/FGRG8jCPJsQ/s320/Image(345).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super ugly. ): so girly one. EEYER. ROOFS ARE UGLIER. no photos of them though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/AfWmpyJtik/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/AfWmpyJtik/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Over You by Chris Daughtry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that it's all said and done,&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe you were the one&lt;br /&gt;To build me up and tear me down,&lt;br /&gt;Like an old abandoned house.&lt;br /&gt;What you said when you left&lt;br /&gt;Just left me cold and out of breath.&lt;br /&gt;I fell too far, was in way too deep.&lt;br /&gt;Guess I let you get the best of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I never saw it coming.&lt;br /&gt;And I should've started running&lt;br /&gt;A long, long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;And I never thought I'd doubt you,&lt;br /&gt;I'm better off without you&lt;br /&gt;More than you, more than you know.&lt;br /&gt;I'm slowly getting closure.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's really over.&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally getting better.&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm picking up the pieces.&lt;br /&gt;From spending all of these years&lt;br /&gt;Putting my heart back together.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the day I thought I'd never get through,&lt;br /&gt;I got over you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You took a hammer to these walls,&lt;br /&gt;Dragged the memories down the hall,&lt;br /&gt;Packed your bags and walked away.&lt;br /&gt;There was nothing I could say.&lt;br /&gt;And when you slammed the front door shut,&lt;br /&gt;A lot of others opened up,&lt;br /&gt;So did my eyes so I could see&lt;br /&gt;That you never were the best for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I never saw it coming.&lt;br /&gt;And I should've started running&lt;br /&gt;A long, long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;And I never thought I'd doubt you,&lt;br /&gt;I'm better off without you&lt;br /&gt;More than you, more than you know.&lt;br /&gt;I'm slowly getting closure.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's really over.&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally getting better.&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm picking up the pieces.&lt;br /&gt;From spending all of these years&lt;br /&gt;Putting my heart back together.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the day I thought I'd never get through,&lt;br /&gt;I got over you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I never saw it coming.&lt;br /&gt;And I should've started running&lt;br /&gt;A long, long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;And I never thought I'd doubt you,&lt;br /&gt;I'm better off without you&lt;br /&gt;More than you, more than you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I never saw it coming.&lt;br /&gt;And I should've started running&lt;br /&gt;A long, long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;And I never thought I'd doubt you,I'm better off without you&lt;br /&gt;More than you, more than you know.&lt;br /&gt;I'm slowly getting closure.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's really over.&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally getting better.&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm picking up the pieces.&lt;br /&gt;From spending all of these years&lt;br /&gt;Putting my heart back together.&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm putting my heart back together,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I got over you.&lt;br /&gt;Well I got over you.&lt;br /&gt;I got over you.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the day I thought I'd never get through,&lt;br /&gt;I got over you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;`30675; fate. (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-4864527338621697782?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/4864527338621697782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=4864527338621697782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/4864527338621697782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/4864527338621697782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-am-blogging-today-to-declare-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RvTi9AwHtsI/AAAAAAAAAVM/6BXGsfocFOs/s72-c/Image(344).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-1334178624676190327</id><published>2007-09-21T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:39:09.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>))): cheena paper was so difficult today. paper1 was okay but paper 2? ): forget about getting an A man. sad lah. rahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, pastamania is opening in lot 1 soon! at level 3 next to guardian. yay-ness! happy! how i wish they close siam kitchen and open subway instead! that would be great cos it means more food choices for a person who loves food a lot like me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RvOMCgwHtnI/AAAAAAAAAUk/Q6pWmjNWEi8/s1600-h/Image(320).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112583976775038578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RvOMCgwHtnI/AAAAAAAAAUk/Q6pWmjNWEi8/s320/Image(320).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIRL OR GUY?!&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;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GIRL!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(click on image for larger version)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RvOQqgwHtrI/AAAAAAAAAVE/x8k3LawxxDs/s1600-h/yucks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112589062016317106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RvOQqgwHtrI/AAAAAAAAAVE/x8k3LawxxDs/s320/yucks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wish you would turn around and look before you go.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-1334178624676190327?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/1334178624676190327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=1334178624676190327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/1334178624676190327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/1334178624676190327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/09/cheena-paper-was-so-difficult-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RvOMCgwHtnI/AAAAAAAAAUk/Q6pWmjNWEi8/s72-c/Image(320).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-2450543588566230852</id><published>2007-09-20T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T20:20:07.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wahahah. cheena exam tmrw. excited but yet nervous. so fast lah. i am gonna memorise the letter formats all these. argh. my brain is small and my memory card space not that big. rahhh. difficult to squeeze everything inside brain seh. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kHmvkRoEowc" width="390" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;video response on britney. enjoy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/h863nXDqCM0" width="390" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another one. he's sure a crazy fan of britney!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, VERNON!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;别把我对你的好当做理所当然. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-2450543588566230852?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/2450543588566230852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=2450543588566230852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/2450543588566230852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/2450543588566230852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/09/wahahah.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-1005971790749534792</id><published>2007-09-19T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T03:56:36.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>maths lesson today was &lt;3. cos ms sim added 3marks for me. :D she came in the class and suddenly called my name and ask me maths qn. oh hohoho. (((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and something &lt;strong&gt;big and unbelievable&lt;/strong&gt; happened today and left my mouth hanging open. ask me ask me okay. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;girls are so NOT petty.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-1005971790749534792?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/1005971790749534792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=1005971790749534792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/1005971790749534792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/1005971790749534792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/09/maths-lesson-today-was-3.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-2528751250737731925</id><published>2007-09-18T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T04:01:38.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>月光之下我们哭过笑过;&lt;br /&gt;月光之下你曾说你爱我.&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;重复的听着这首歌,&lt;br /&gt;自己难过一个人泪流.&lt;br /&gt;流着眼泪苦着笑我怎么逃.&lt;br /&gt;不敢说再见就是无法说出口.&lt;br /&gt;别难过, 因为所有的痛都由我默默承受.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-2528751250737731925?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/2528751250737731925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=2528751250737731925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/2528751250737731925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/2528751250737731925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-3353352828464661169</id><published>2007-09-17T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T03:56:57.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;to guy:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;are you sure about your feelings for her?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;many said that you are a flirt but she begged to differ.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if you dont like her, just say so.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;let her give up on you once and for all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dont keep giving her hopes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;once her hopes get high, she will get hurt easier.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the one who will be hurt in the end is her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;she is my friend and i really dont want to see that happen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to girl:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;are you sure that this is the path you want to choose?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sometimes it's best to listen to what your friends have to say about him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and this time you shouldnt listen to your heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;he is a flirt.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you are my friend.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dont want to see you hurt.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i really dont want to.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们的爱情像你路过的风景;&lt;br /&gt;一直在进行脚步却从来不会为我而停.&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;给你的爱一直很安静;&lt;br /&gt;来交换你偶尔给的关心.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 more months. muhahahah. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-3353352828464661169?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/3353352828464661169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=3353352828464661169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/3353352828464661169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/3353352828464661169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/09/to-guy-are-you-sure-about-your-feelings.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-1405865064241202849</id><published>2007-09-17T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T03:46:18.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;the only expression that can describe my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;visit to the dentist. had 2 fillings removed and filled again to check for decay. rahh. no more pain le. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The person who told you do this survey is&lt;/strong&gt; - Shark. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your relationship with him/her is&lt;/strong&gt; - classmates this year. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Impressions you have of him/her&lt;/strong&gt; - er, loves to laugh, can be funny at times. hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The most memorable thing he/she has done for you&lt;/strong&gt; - er, i dont think so right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The most memorable words he/she has said to you&lt;/strong&gt; - er. i dont think there is. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If he/she becomes your lover, you will?&lt;/strong&gt; roll on the floor laughing. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If he/she becomes your lover, things he/she has to improve on will be&lt;/strong&gt; - nothing. cause we are both straight. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If he/she becomes your enemy, you will&lt;/strong&gt; - i dont think we will become enemies. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If he/she becomes your enemy, the reason will be&lt;/strong&gt; - wait till if it really happen. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The most desirable thing you want to do for him/her now is&lt;/strong&gt; - i have absolutely no idea. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your overall impression of him/her is&lt;/strong&gt; - nice and friendly. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How you think people around you will feel about you&lt;/strong&gt; - Talkative. Funneh. Crazy. Childish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The characteristics you love about yourself is&lt;/strong&gt; - i can make people laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The characteristics you hate about yourself is&lt;/strong&gt; - i tend to do things first without thinking of the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The most ideal person you want to be is&lt;/strong&gt; - MYSELF! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Name 10 other people youre thinking of now. [&amp;amp; why?]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;strong&gt;Jiazhi&lt;/strong&gt; - good friends.&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;strong&gt;Yili&lt;/strong&gt; - girls' talk last sat with her felt good.&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;strong&gt;Yunhui&lt;/strong&gt; - no idea.&lt;br /&gt;4)&lt;strong&gt; May&lt;/strong&gt; - i miss sitting with her. ):&lt;br /&gt;5) &lt;strong&gt;Huisian&lt;/strong&gt; - (ahbu) had girls' talk with her too. (:&lt;br /&gt;6) &lt;strong&gt;_______&lt;/strong&gt; - my going to be (ahpa), hahahah. :DD&lt;br /&gt;7) &lt;strong&gt;Clive &lt;/strong&gt;- i still cannot figure out why he can grow so tall.&lt;br /&gt;8) &lt;strong&gt;Timothy&lt;/strong&gt; - he is funneh.&lt;br /&gt;9) &lt;strong&gt;Zhenrui&lt;/strong&gt; - she &lt;em&gt;theh&lt;/em&gt; me today.&lt;br /&gt;10)&lt;strong&gt;Yutze&lt;/strong&gt; - she laughs at almost anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who is no. 6 having a relationship with?&lt;/strong&gt; - ahem. i think it's quite obvious. it's for you to guess and for me to know. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is no. 9 a male or female?&lt;/strong&gt; - Female! DUHHH! =.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If no. 7 and 10 are together, will it be a good thing?&lt;/strong&gt; - the height problem. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is no. 2 studying?&lt;/strong&gt; - same as what i am. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When was the last time you had a chat with no. 3?&lt;/strong&gt; before visiting the dentist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What kind of music does no. 8 like&lt;/strong&gt; - no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Will you woo no. 3&lt;/strong&gt; - nope. we are straight. and she has got her ______.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How about no. 7?&lt;/strong&gt; - no. he's too tall. height problem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is no. 4 single?&lt;/strong&gt; - hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whats the surname of no. 5?&lt;/strong&gt; - Ang. or maybe ___?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whats the hobby of no. 4?&lt;/strong&gt; - going crazy over guys from a particular school. hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Does no. 5 and 9 get along well?&lt;/strong&gt; - okay okay. they are classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where is no. 2 studying at?&lt;/strong&gt; - KSS lah. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Say something casual about no.1&lt;/strong&gt; - HORNY FLIRT! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you tried developing feelings for no. 8?&lt;/strong&gt; - nope. juvenile deliquency. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where does no. 9 live?&lt;/strong&gt; - next block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What colour does no. 4 like?&lt;/strong&gt; - no idea. hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are no. 5 and 1 best friends?&lt;/strong&gt; - not really. hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Does no. 7 like no. 2?&lt;/strong&gt; - i dont think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How did you get to know no. 2?&lt;/strong&gt; - tuition in primary 4 or 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Does no. 1 have any pets?&lt;/strong&gt; - rhino? hahahahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is no. 7 the sexiest person in the world?&lt;/strong&gt; - nope. hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 people to do this survey.&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to &lt;em&gt;sabo&lt;/em&gt; anyone. if you want to &lt;em&gt;kope&lt;/em&gt;, go ahead. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;motivation. (:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-1405865064241202849?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/1405865064241202849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=1405865064241202849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/1405865064241202849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/1405865064241202849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/09/only-expression-that-can-describe-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-5505844518274072918</id><published>2007-09-16T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:39:12.519-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to limbang park for MAF ytd. met huisian and we went on looking around for ppl in 2a/3c. (: the event was okay only and we spent half the time talking and lighting the candles. girls talk, the best part i guess. many things was revealed and yeah, i sort of felt relieved for no particular reason. anyway, took some photos. sorry for the poor image quality due to the fact that my phone's camera was not set to night mode and that it doesnt have auto-focus. :/ &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and oh ya! we formed the &lt;strong&gt;anti-kengwee club&lt;/strong&gt; yesterday! :D huisian is the president, yili is the vice-president and i am the member due to the fact that they chose the 2 impt roles but nevermind. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/Ruza0tbH8rI/AAAAAAAAAS8/wFyj9HmJpQc/s1600-h/Image(194).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110700276240085682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/Ruza0tbH8rI/AAAAAAAAAS8/wFyj9HmJpQc/s320/Image(194).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the emcee, liulingling. i have to admit, she's real brave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/Ruza1dbH8sI/AAAAAAAAATE/RBjdD0ENxw4/s1600-h/Image(192).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110700289124987586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/Ruza1dbH8sI/AAAAAAAAATE/RBjdD0ENxw4/s320/Image(192).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/Ruza19bH8tI/AAAAAAAAATM/U0VDAnkyjFE/s1600-h/Image(199).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110700297714922194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/Ruza19bH8tI/AAAAAAAAATM/U0VDAnkyjFE/s320/Image(199).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;typical singaporeans queueing up for free gifts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/Ruza2NbH8uI/AAAAAAAAATU/jk7-RFSYYDg/s1600-h/Image(203).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110700302009889506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/Ruza2NbH8uI/AAAAAAAAATU/jk7-RFSYYDg/s320/Image(203).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/Ruza2dbH8vI/AAAAAAAAATc/qROo6-litJU/s1600-h/Image(204).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110700306304856818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/Ruza2dbH8vI/AAAAAAAAATc/qROo6-litJU/s320/Image(204).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he was &lt;em&gt;eating snake.&lt;/em&gt; :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RuzctdbH8xI/AAAAAAAAATs/DTQazpWbIhI/s1600-h/Image(214).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110702350709289746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RuzctdbH8xI/AAAAAAAAATs/DTQazpWbIhI/s320/Image(214).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RuzcttbH8yI/AAAAAAAAAT0/ewNC5lIA9AQ/s1600-h/Image(219).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110702355004257058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RuzcttbH8yI/AAAAAAAAAT0/ewNC5lIA9AQ/s320/Image(219).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/Ruzct9bH8zI/AAAAAAAAAT8/n1g906Iib7k/s1600-h/Image(231).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110702359299224370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/Ruzct9bH8zI/AAAAAAAAAT8/n1g906Iib7k/s320/Image(231).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RuzcuNbH80I/AAAAAAAAAUE/UwfvGwXDn1E/s1600-h/Image(234).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110702363594191682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RuzcuNbH80I/AAAAAAAAAUE/UwfvGwXDn1E/s320/Image(234).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RuzduNbH81I/AAAAAAAAAUM/CKK2WkEZxD4/s1600-h/Image(242).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110703463105819474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RuzduNbH81I/AAAAAAAAAUM/CKK2WkEZxD4/s320/Image(242).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RuzdudbH82I/AAAAAAAAAUU/OTZPFJHdMwY/s1600-h/Image(246).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110703467400786786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RuzdudbH82I/AAAAAAAAAUU/OTZPFJHdMwY/s320/Image(246).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; spot any tenses mistake?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(click on the image for larger version)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RuzdutbH83I/AAAAAAAAAUc/TZRUhqVDMXE/s1600-h/Image(247).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110703471695754098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RuzdutbH83I/AAAAAAAAAUc/TZRUhqVDMXE/s320/Image(247).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ans: when it shelters the body and comfort&lt;strong&gt;s&lt;/strong&gt; the soul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there should be an 's' behind the word 'comfort' but it wasnt included.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;advertisement on The Warren by the way. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我为什么还爱你&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;为什么还想着你&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;放开;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;这是最好的决定.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-5505844518274072918?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/5505844518274072918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=5505844518274072918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/5505844518274072918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/5505844518274072918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/09/went-to-limbang-park-for-maf-ytd.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/Ruza0tbH8rI/AAAAAAAAAS8/wFyj9HmJpQc/s72-c/Image(194).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-1957181997051703573</id><published>2007-09-14T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T04:40:50.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whee! today was a lovely and fun day and i enjoyed every moment of it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english went on smoothly. smooth-sailing, one word essay. i managed to cook up 3 pages long of story but i think it's kind of out of point. but alright. it's over. no use crying over spilt milk. so i decided to smile again. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;history was okay, kind of slacky and i love the rain cos it made the atmosphere so cosy. hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess, no comments. okay, maybe, i love my food, seafood tomyam! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;math. i actually survived this lesson. bcos i managed to understand the formulas and applied them correctly, plus the fact that it is only 1 period. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;higher chinese. D: ms eileen tock didnt come again. the third time this week. we had no chinese lessons this week lah, somemore we are having our EOY at next week. ): anyway, was given an assignment to do. so yeah, spent time on the paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;assembly period was cancelled due to the chairs and tables in the hall for the candidates. so we had to do a survey in class. those typical questions. so boring. it's either B (agree) or C (disagree) all the way. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;higher chinese for another 2 periods. completed the paper while gossipping and chatting around with may and zhen rui. found out a lot a lot of things today. hahahah. and it's for me to know and for you to guess. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ELDDS went on well and went home at 5 plus. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i know that you will miss her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;your eyes give the answer away. (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-1957181997051703573?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/1957181997051703573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=1957181997051703573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/1957181997051703573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/1957181997051703573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/09/whee-today-was-lovely-and-fun-day-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-6075097991518684815</id><published>2007-09-13T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T03:46:26.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AHHH! EARTHQUAKE EARTHQUAKE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was using the com ytd when the tremours were felt. i felt my chair shaking and i thought maybe i was shaking and i dont know, but yet, the com's monitor was shaking too. then i was like huh? so weird. so i looked around. the windows were shaking too. i shouted, "Mummy! EARRRRRTHQUAAAAKE!!!!" hahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tremours was felt again today, this time in class. i didnt know bcos i was standing and then, the rest asked me to sit down to feel it. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lessons was okay today. had a whale of a time playing murderer in class today, since ms sim didnt come. hahahah! so fun lah. yeah. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; i am moving on.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;putting behind the past and moving on.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;forgive and forget.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dont try to explain what happened.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wont listen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-6075097991518684815?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/6075097991518684815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=6075097991518684815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/6075097991518684815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/6075097991518684815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/09/ahhh-earthquake-earthquake-i-was-using.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-4162818930259970388</id><published>2007-09-12T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:39:12.694-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dont like anything that happened today. D: so anything that happened today wont be up on this entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;once again, it's so near yet so far.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;why?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;is it fate that make all these happen again?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;or is it just a coincidence?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wish i had an answer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybe she shouldnt get her hopes high next time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybe everything that happened was a big mistake.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dont know.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's hard for her and she's already tired.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;why did you give her hope when she was about to forget you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RuecrtbH8qI/AAAAAAAAAS0/QsDzCYP4qq8/s1600-h/Incomplete.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109224577016787618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RuecrtbH8qI/AAAAAAAAAS0/QsDzCYP4qq8/s320/Incomplete.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-4162818930259970388?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/4162818930259970388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=4162818930259970388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/4162818930259970388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/4162818930259970388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-dont-like-anything-that-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RuecrtbH8qI/AAAAAAAAAS0/QsDzCYP4qq8/s72-c/Incomplete.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-7467245285379760610</id><published>2007-09-11T15:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T00:51:05.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;rahhh. &lt;/em&gt;mrs ram didnt come for history lesson today because she was sick and we got a relief teacher, she is quite tall and masculine and yet she wore a skirt, and the whole class hate her! :/ she was so &lt;em&gt;gl&lt;/em&gt;! the moment she entered the library (we had our lessons there), she requested for the guys and the girls to mix together. we were like huh? cause normally the girls and guys were separated into different groups. she made them move to mix around. and she said if the guys dont want to sit next to the girls, they can &lt;strong&gt;sit on the girls&lt;/strong&gt;! O.O crazy ah! somemore, she made a girl sit next to a guy and the seat was actually occupied, we tried to tell her that, and she just said, &lt;strong&gt;'Do i look like i care?'&lt;/strong&gt; supeeeeeeeer sarcastic i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus the fact that she kept asking us what we have learnt and randomly asked questions from the history textbook. LOL. she claimed that we should start a bit of chapter 1 today. like hello? how can we learn when you keep asking stupid questions. when we didnt want to answer, she called us &lt;strong&gt;himbos and bimbos&lt;/strong&gt;. hell. then we chose not to look at her. and guess what she said?! &lt;strong&gt;'Eh, i woke up early in the morning to put make-up on, look at my face lah!'&lt;/strong&gt; crazy or what? she doesnt even sit properly. she sat on the computer table and then due to the fact that her skirt was short, she &lt;em&gt;zou guang&lt;/em&gt; a few times, not that we want to notice. she is utterly digusting and we are utterly digusted by her! GAHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in the end, yunhui and jiazhi lied to her saying that they want to go back to class to take their textbooks and they &lt;em&gt;shun bian&lt;/em&gt; 'complain' to Mr Ashlee Tan about it. and Mr Tan came and we were told to go back to class! HURRAY! no more looking at that relief teacher. thank goodness she is not a kranji teacher, if not i'm sure there's bound to be chaos. hahahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAGGOT! and i just realised that faggot doesnt mean that you are shocked. it means, from what i check at dictionary.com:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;noun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;1.&lt;br /&gt;offensive term for an openly homosexual man&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;a bundle of sticks and branches bound together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;verb&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;br /&gt;ornament or join (fabric) by faggot stitch; "He fagotted the blouse for his wife"&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;fasten together rods of iron in order to heat or weld them&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;br /&gt;bind or tie up in or as if in a faggot; "faggot up the sticks"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it can be spelt as fagot too! woah. i learnt a new word today. and i am going to use it on that teacher. FAGGOT TEACHER! (with reference to noun 1) no, tell me you didnt read that. ;DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp; let's commit the perfect crime; i'll steal your heart and you'll steal mine. (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, WANLIN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;AND JUNJIE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-7467245285379760610?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/7467245285379760610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=7467245285379760610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/7467245285379760610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/7467245285379760610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/09/rahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-3912368113455207585</id><published>2007-09-10T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:39:12.887-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahahah. my alarm clock rang at 5.45am today and i was still in the hols mood. it was ringing and i was thinking why i set my alarm so early in the morning. then i realised it's time to wake up for school. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;)))):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do they have to change our sitting positions? i am so not pleased with the way things are. they rushed this whole planning. he even told us they thought of this sitting plan while waiting for xxx's parents. hell. plus the fact that now mostly in front are all the girls and with guys behind. somemore, kengwee, leonard, pitsoon and clive are sitting in a row. come'on man. are you d___ or are you d____? they are bound to make noise lah. think also know le. many werent really happy with the new sitting arrangement either. rahhh. never thought of all these i bet. and i miss may may koh koh. ): i am okay with sitting with joey but i cant get &lt;em&gt;high&lt;/em&gt; with her. aww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to change back to the original state lah. )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RuT6ClKSXfI/AAAAAAAAASs/TII6JWkd2Lo/s1600-h/DSC02412.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108482799586926066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RuT6ClKSXfI/AAAAAAAAASs/TII6JWkd2Lo/s320/DSC02412.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taken last week. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;for he is a cold pervert which nobody can deny. :/&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-3912368113455207585?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/3912368113455207585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=3912368113455207585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/3912368113455207585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/3912368113455207585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/09/hahahah.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RuT6ClKSXfI/AAAAAAAAASs/TII6JWkd2Lo/s72-c/DSC02412.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-535772982687188639</id><published>2007-09-09T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:39:14.238-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahahahah. it has been days since i last posted and not many has tagged. )): anyway, i'm gonna upload some photos today. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the chocolates given to us by our uncle! i love the logo, crown! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RuPAplKSXYI/AAAAAAAAAR0/pOfPPpdDXfE/s1600-h/Image(063).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108138222950702466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RuPAplKSXYI/AAAAAAAAAR0/pOfPPpdDXfE/s320/Image(063).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RuPAqFKSXZI/AAAAAAAAAR8/0K64Wpuybig/s1600-h/Image(061).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108138231540637074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RuPAqFKSXZI/AAAAAAAAAR8/0K64Wpuybig/s320/Image(061).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RuPAqFKSXaI/AAAAAAAAASE/IsW2baDraMg/s1600-h/Image(067).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108138231540637090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RuPAqFKSXaI/AAAAAAAAASE/IsW2baDraMg/s320/Image(067).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they are shaped like wine bottles with different wine flavours. eg. whisky, XO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RuPAqVKSXbI/AAAAAAAAASM/60vHA28aUkE/s1600-h/Image(071).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108138235835604402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RuPAqVKSXbI/AAAAAAAAASM/60vHA28aUkE/s320/Image(071).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i took the XO one. it contains real stuff, XO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RuPBYVKSXcI/AAAAAAAAASU/SdCVVKL48v4/s1600-h/Image(077).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108139026109586882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RuPBYVKSXcI/AAAAAAAAASU/SdCVVKL48v4/s320/Image(077).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;see that shiny part? you have to bite off the top of the chocolate and you can see the wine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont quite like XO so i made my mum drink it first before i finished up the chocolate. it's quite nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RuPBYlKSXdI/AAAAAAAAASc/ovnOeuQImFY/s1600-h/Image(069).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108139030404554194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RuPBYlKSXdI/AAAAAAAAASc/ovnOeuQImFY/s320/Image(069).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i made my brother pose for it! hahaha! he sure looked spastic here! :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hols end today and i have yet to complete my homework. ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;homework not yet completed:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- english speech&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- amaths questions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- emaths hols assignment (halfway through)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- chemistry paper (almost done)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- physics TYS (i did all the wrong questions so i'll have to redo) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, apparently i have alot to do so i dont think i will be going to school tmrw, so please tell the teacher if he/she ask why i didnt come that i just got sick doing all of their homework and fainted halfway to school. NOT! hahahah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ending this post with homework! DD:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108140580887748066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RuPCy1KSXeI/AAAAAAAAASk/fIDMk37WU84/s320/Image(086).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-535772982687188639?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/535772982687188639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=535772982687188639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/535772982687188639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/535772982687188639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/09/hahahahah.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RuPAplKSXYI/AAAAAAAAAR0/pOfPPpdDXfE/s72-c/Image(063).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-2775309781307468349</id><published>2007-09-06T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:39:14.731-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/Rt9uEVKSXVI/AAAAAAAAARc/coRctV-tLAM/s1600-h/hairspray.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106921523140255058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/Rt9uEVKSXVI/AAAAAAAAARc/coRctV-tLAM/s320/hairspray.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched this yesterday. the songs are nice and the movie is great! :)) plus&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;zac efron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; winking and dancing. he is &lt;strong&gt;HAWWT&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/Rt9uj1KSXWI/AAAAAAAAARk/gLYtpdpgDAo/s1600-h/zac-efron-hairspray-london-premiere-arrivals-04g0Wa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106922064306134370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/Rt9uj1KSXWI/AAAAAAAAARk/gLYtpdpgDAo/s320/zac-efron-hairspray-london-premiere-arrivals-04g0Wa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i so adore his blue eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/Rt9uj1KSXXI/AAAAAAAAARs/teAfK5n7UPg/s1600-h/m_872e3f444a3c07c5da6b3098652ceb9d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106922064306134386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/Rt9uj1KSXXI/AAAAAAAAARs/teAfK5n7UPg/s320/m_872e3f444a3c07c5da6b3098652ceb9d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his curly strand of hair.&lt;br /&gt;oh i think i am going crazy soon! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, anyone has got the songs from hairspray? if got, can send? (((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, yesterday was my 600th post and i didnt notice! :D lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY 600th POST!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;good luck for your test today alright. (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-2775309781307468349?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/2775309781307468349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=2775309781307468349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/2775309781307468349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/2775309781307468349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/09/watched-this-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/Rt9uEVKSXVI/AAAAAAAAARc/coRctV-tLAM/s72-c/hairspray.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-1284154701385867203</id><published>2007-09-05T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T00:02:47.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was an okay there. and i found out that i prefer the square teacher more than mr PH. :/ okay, i think half the class agrees with me. lessons were kinda okay, because i managed to understand what she is teaching today. ((: sense of accomplishment. hahahah. lessons towards the end = taking photos. hahahah. took photos of cher. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching hairspray later. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;for you, a thousand times over.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-1284154701385867203?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/1284154701385867203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=1284154701385867203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/1284154701385867203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/1284154701385867203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/09/today-was-okay-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-2560136093067359418</id><published>2007-09-03T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:39:15.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yesterday was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RtuZLlKSXUI/AAAAAAAAARU/pys8OhGjZuA/s1600-h/nokia6120classic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105843026787458370" style="WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px" height="318" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RtuZLlKSXUI/AAAAAAAAARU/pys8OhGjZuA/s320/nokia6120classic.jpg" width="306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks daddy! i am still not sure of which colour to get but yeah. YAHOOO! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO TIMOTHY AND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DANSON!!! (both 2nd Sep)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-2560136093067359418?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/2560136093067359418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=2560136093067359418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/2560136093067359418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/2560136093067359418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/09/yesterday-was-3.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RtuZLlKSXUI/AAAAAAAAARU/pys8OhGjZuA/s72-c/nokia6120classic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-1654391925575590385</id><published>2007-08-31T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T01:10:35.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahahahahah. today was good. (((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was okay. and started off with walk-a-jog but no one seemed to be running so i decided it shall be called walk-a-walk. hahahah. the walk was 3.4km long and we wasted a long time strolling back. we had prize presentations later and cheered darn loudly for the teachers we like. hahahah. halfway, we called canadian pizza so that we wouldnt look pathetic with only a few cans of chips and 2 bottles of beverages. then surprise! we won the class flag competition. weee. and we got a hamper. so yeah, we chen ji used the food so that it seemed as though we bought a lot of things. hahah. the flag is real nice, drawn by ivy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class party later. was busy eating and the hawaiian and pepperoni pizza were gone in a few seconds, leaving the cheese and the tandoori chicken one. hahahah. had fun playing with cream later and also cam-whoring! :D then yunhui and i realised that there were two packets of merci chocolate left from the hamper so we decided to give them to mr koh and ms sim on behalf of 3c. hahahah. reuse, recycle. oh ya, and ms sim seriously looked nicer and yonuger in jeans and polo tee lah. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to lot 1 later to meet elena with nat. then we took the bus back to kps. turned out that we had to wait until 1 before we can enter the school. rahh. so we took the bus back to lot1, this time with raine along. met with nicole later and elena semi-treated us to bubble tea. she left for home to change and came with samuel later. took the bus and went back to kps. so darn lame i know. not a lot of people went back this year lah. )): mrs thoo has became more feminine and &lt;em&gt;yu lao shi&lt;/em&gt;, older. i think he is leaving next year if i am not wrong. dont know why, i see &lt;em&gt;yu lao shi&lt;/em&gt;, i felt a sense of nostalgia. :X anyway, a lot of them slimmed down by a lot lah, whereas i think i am the only one who is gaining the weight. so not fair! )): keith slimmed down a lot too. really. and he is so tall now. rahhhh. went home later. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a slash of cream and a cup of pepsi. (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-1654391925575590385?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/1654391925575590385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=1654391925575590385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/1654391925575590385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/1654391925575590385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/08/hahahahahah.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-2675983756077241680</id><published>2007-08-30T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T02:40:04.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay. today hasnt been good seriously. army camp was okay only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp;amp; you cared. the only happy thing that ever happened to me today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i just wish the tears would flow no more.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-2675983756077241680?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/2675983756077241680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=2675983756077241680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/2675983756077241680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/2675983756077241680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/08/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-5978629731922561890</id><published>2007-08-29T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T03:18:44.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>face it; today hasnt been a good day.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;magic show today. okay okay only. i only like the part where the guys were kena saboed to help out with the tricks. so funneh, and it seems like most of the time, the volunteers were from our school. lol. many schools came late though, i am not pointing my fingers at who, but yeah, so inconsiderate. rahh. anyway, army camp tmrw. yay-ness! hunks beware! :)))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the secret has been revealed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-5978629731922561890?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/5978629731922561890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=5978629731922561890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/5978629731922561890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/5978629731922561890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/08/face-it-today-hasnt-been-good-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-7895102791605567000</id><published>2007-08-28T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:39:15.978-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>))):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just knew about my ppr grades today. hell bad. D: no A1&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;at all. hahahah. i dont know what happened to me. my maths was worse. i got __. all thanks to my common test which pulled me down. hur. and i managed an A2 for combined humans, ms yeo used the common test marks for counting. ((: at least something to cheer up on. got A2 for chinese too. yeah. i dont want to talk more about this already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;physics common test was okay today. i dont like resistance questions though. dont really know how to count it. ughh. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp;i hope you're going. (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO SIMLIN AND &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;JUNYUAN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103693966886460706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RtP2n1KSXSI/AAAAAAAAARE/TSmeJ_h27j0/s320/z94612791.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-7895102791605567000?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/7895102791605567000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=7895102791605567000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/7895102791605567000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/7895102791605567000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/08/just-knew-about-my-ppr-grades-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdbXBNrnDqk/RtP2n1KSXSI/AAAAAAAAARE/TSmeJ_h27j0/s72-c/z94612791.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13660420.post-4332746003769218902</id><published>2007-08-27T15:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T00:57:17.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahahah. i am going to complain again today. :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's &lt;em&gt;some teacher&lt;/em&gt; who has got square inside her name. darn obvious. ((: wahh, i seriously dont know why lah. everything i do she also want &lt;em&gt;zhen dui&lt;/em&gt; with me one. rahh. firstly, i was not happy that the guys were allowed to change their seats as and when they like, i told &lt;em&gt;that teacher&lt;/em&gt; about it and she just say that they just want to focus. hur, focus, talking more like it. anyway, so it linked to the arrangement of seats. and she started asking whoever whoever, whether i am blocking her or not. not angry with whoever whoever though,&lt;em&gt; that teacher&lt;/em&gt; asked her what. then whoever whoever say sometimes i blocking her. so &lt;em&gt;that teacher&lt;/em&gt; was like next time we gonna swop so whoever whoever sit in front, while i move to the back. &lt;em&gt;that teacher&lt;/em&gt; say this is fair since i have been sitting at my current seat for the first semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(begin protesting) &lt;strong&gt;HELLO!! I ONLY SAT THERE LIKE AT THE END OF JUNE IF I AM NOT WRONG!!! TALK ABOUT FAIRNESS! MY SEAT ISNT EVEN WARM BY ME YET!! AND DO YOU EVEN REMEMBER I WAS THE ONE WHO WAS BEING BLOCKED BY WHOEVER WHOEVER LAST SEMESTER AND I REQUESTED FOR A CHANGE AND YOU AGREED TO LET ME SWOP PLACES WITH HER??? FAGGOT MAN! I DONT KNOW WHY YOU ARE LIKE THAT LAH, SOMEMORE NEVER GIVE ME A CHANCE TO EXPLAIN! I HATE YOU, YOU KNOW! SERIOUSLY, I TRIED VERY HARD TO ACCEPT YOU FOR WHO YOU ARE, TRY VERY HARD TO RESPECT YOU, BUT WHEN YOU ARE SERIOUSLY BEING SO UNFAIR, HOW CAN I BRING MYSELF TO DO ALL THIS?! YOU NEVER CARE TO THINK HOW I FELT AT THAT MOMENT AT ALL! YOU REALLY RUIN MY DAY FOR ME! SCREW YOU. DDD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus the fact, i dont know why you, okay, not only you, some teachers never find out what is really happen and they infer it themselves that the students are misbehaving or whatsoever. and i am always being maligned. then in the end, when you know the truth, you will start asking questions in a sarcastic way or whatsoever, since you dont want to admit that you malign us. i seriously think that english teachers should go and teach them inference skills man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take &lt;em&gt;mr PH&lt;/em&gt; for example, there was a time when i turned over to take my pencilcase which was inside my bag and then xxx started asking me some qns about the topic we are learning on. then mr PH just asked me and xxx to stand up and answer some qns. then later, he walked over to my table and asked me why i was talking in his lesson. obviously i told him what happen, then he was like 'take pencilcase all these need so long one &lt;em&gt;meh&lt;/em&gt;?' i swear i didnt add the &lt;em&gt;meh&lt;/em&gt; word inside. he said all that to me. i was furious. he was doubting me lah. i never had a good impression of him since then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also &lt;em&gt;that teacher&lt;/em&gt; with the square. my friend asked me some math qn, and in the end, who got the -1 mark? me. she claimed that i was talking to my friend. hell. my friend asked me qn, you dont expect me to ignore right? crazy. teach friend also wrong, somemore is my friend talk to me first. then she never get her facts right then -1 for me. screw her. i got listen to your lessons lohr, i also never do anything wrong, -1 for me. somemore when i tried explaining, you practically ignored me, as though i was invisible. DDD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is a sad day. ):&lt;br /&gt;so let's hate all biased teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you believe in someone, they will feel it regardless of where they are.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13660420-4332746003769218902?l=undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/4332746003769218902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13660420&amp;postID=4332746003769218902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/4332746003769218902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13660420/posts/default/4332746003769218902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefinedmiracles.blogspot.com/2007/08/hahahah_27.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfEt8v2Hv3A/Tdygxu6pd6I/AAAAAAAAFN0/51Rh2E3CF1U/s220/172672_10150156448883949_575873948_8297119_6697422_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
