<?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-3209977271894527113</id><updated>2012-02-16T12:40:39.934-08:00</updated><title type='text'>{/ of anarchy!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209977271894527113/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Aen,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13977538106251342059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BmL9PP_4g0Q/TWJyxLLKYVI/AAAAAAAAASw/uTgeZqfmSNM/s220/b%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209977271894527113.post-5692928811094103184</id><published>2009-12-15T07:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T07:42:08.284-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tumblr tumblr tumblr for christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fxohzcC-wYA/Syet1vfXl2I/AAAAAAAAAL8/R-bnkpZDAis/s1600-h/bokeh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fxohzcC-wYA/Syet1vfXl2I/AAAAAAAAAL8/R-bnkpZDAis/s320/bokeh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415488215729018722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm stuck to tumblr now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://www.thecitynever-sleeps.tumblr.com&lt;/span&gt; ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will still be posting here, alright.&lt;br /&gt;see you there. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;made the picture cause i was bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209977271894527113-5692928811094103184?l=reminiscin-g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/feeds/5692928811094103184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/2009/12/tumblr-tumblr-tumblr-for-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209977271894527113/posts/default/5692928811094103184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209977271894527113/posts/default/5692928811094103184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/2009/12/tumblr-tumblr-tumblr-for-christmas.html' title='tumblr tumblr tumblr for christmas'/><author><name>Aen,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13977538106251342059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BmL9PP_4g0Q/TWJyxLLKYVI/AAAAAAAAASw/uTgeZqfmSNM/s220/b%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fxohzcC-wYA/Syet1vfXl2I/AAAAAAAAAL8/R-bnkpZDAis/s72-c/bokeh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209977271894527113.post-1977498990950550443</id><published>2009-12-13T10:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T10:26:56.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>light up high.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://21.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ku8c0jqU8V1qzr04eo1_500.jpg" alt="icanread:  (by xparisisforever)" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngee Ann City's taxi stand fails in 3 ways.&lt;br /&gt;1. No ventilation - can't breathe.&lt;br /&gt;2. Super hot - no aircon/fan/AIR&lt;br /&gt;3. Unbelievably noisy - whistle/car horn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nighttime, @ Church, watched the 'Parables of Jesus'. (:&lt;br /&gt;Sister was in one of the acts, so whole family came - including aunt &amp;amp; uncle + cousins (and their family).&lt;br /&gt;Sat next to MWX, big mistake.&lt;br /&gt;He asked me to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;castrate&lt;/span&gt; him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The following is rated&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; T for TEEN&lt;/span&gt;, please highlight only if you&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; have a strong heart&lt;/span&gt; and no weak constitutions, not pregnant and don't have spinal problems. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;WX: When your sister comes, I'mma gonna run to the toilet and have a super long break there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Me: ...You're really mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;WX: What?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Me: You want me to cut off that part is it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;WX: Okay lor you do it lor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-pause-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Me: WHAT?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-laughter ensues-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Seriously, like what.&lt;br /&gt;Anyw, the moral of this whole thing is:&lt;br /&gt;Buzz Lightyear, Pokemon &amp;amp; the soya sauce from sashimi.&lt;br /&gt;(Long story.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WX gave me a card from some apparently nice japanese restaraunt.&lt;br /&gt;(Sound like some advertisement lah he. -.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209977271894527113-1977498990950550443?l=reminiscin-g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/feeds/1977498990950550443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/2009/12/light-up-high.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209977271894527113/posts/default/1977498990950550443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209977271894527113/posts/default/1977498990950550443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/2009/12/light-up-high.html' title='light up high.'/><author><name>Aen,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13977538106251342059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BmL9PP_4g0Q/TWJyxLLKYVI/AAAAAAAAASw/uTgeZqfmSNM/s220/b%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209977271894527113.post-1257082311567354363</id><published>2009-12-10T22:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T22:40:51.197-08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>Before I start this post I'd like to put a big thank you to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AMANDA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;yay whee i feel so loved. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't have deviantART you're kinda missing out.&lt;br /&gt;A LOT.&lt;br /&gt;Jin - (behindinfinity on deviantART) recently updated his journal,&lt;br /&gt;And I have to say it's one of the best updates ever.&lt;br /&gt;Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I guess I'll take this opportunity to share some thoughts about friendship. People often comment how much our friendship shines through our pictures and these stories of our adventures and funny exploits. It makes us happy to share the happiness and fun, but I hope that people who say they hope to make bonds like ours are aware that that's not all there is to friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're not friends merely because we manage to have all that fun together. Apart from all the silly stuff, we talk about our dearest hopes, greatest dreams and darkest fears. We're not just playmates. Real friendship is sometimes difficult. We help each other through the low points of our lives. There are also times that we might hurt each other. It's only natural for friends to fight sometimes, I think. It seems inevitable that people who allow themselves to be raw and open and vulnerable in front of each other might sometimes lead to conflict out of disagreement or misunderstanding. While it sucks when we find ourselves in those situations, but once it's all sorted out I realize that it's those rough patches that make our bonds stronger. I guess somehow fighting is one of the ways in which I really get to know a person, and it also gives me an opportunity to learn about myself. It sheds some light on we manage our anger, it forces us to get to know those raw emotions and thoughts that lie below surface, and it shows how much we are capable of hurting each other. Most importantly though, is how it makes us realize how much the other person really means to us. If after hurting each other and being aware of how difficult you both can be, you still feel that life would not be complete without one another, then that's a friendship worth keeping and fighting for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad as it is, we have been forced to accept that there really are people who are only there for the ride when it's time for fun, but will not hesitate to turn on us when times get tough. They're not willing to invest patience and understanding, and they refuse to grasp what it truly means to say sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img46.imageshack.us/img46/4342/tumblrkse9eqrolc1qzxgcfc.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, though - this does not justify being a doormat if the other person is truly abusive. You ought to know when you're being treated fairly. But this is about those fights caused by misunderstandings between friends. They shouldn't be confused with forms of fighting as a competitive sport where there is one clear winner and titles and trophies are at stake. There is nothing to gain from trying to "win" a fight with a friend. (Or we could say that you can win the title of Ultimate Asshat and a gift certificate from the Universe that entitles you to a lifetime of being friendless and lonely.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of trying to decide who was right, shift your focus on how to make things better. We all make mistakes. We have our stupid moments. I myself have times when I require a solid punch to the face. Real friends won't hold your mistakes against you if you show willingness to change and grow. Those can be forgiven and taken as opportunities to learn if you allow yourself to be humble enough to consider what others have to say, and be open to finding ways to work things out and to be a better person - even if it means having to listen to and accept difficult truths. Sure, it can hurt. But in the long run, it makes for better relationships compared to ones where people just sweep the bad stuff under a metaphorical rug and pretend that the world is made of sunshine and rainbows. It's really not. But that's why it's beautiful (sunshine and rainbows are so overrated), and knowing true friendship makes the rough paths a little easier to walk in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is the secret of our friendship. Which is not really a secret, really. But sometimes it seems that there is little appreciation in this world for common sense. I apologize for the walls of text, but I do hope some of you were able to pick up some bits of sense in all that. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(http://behindinfinity.deviantart.com/journal/28860563/)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I just changed my whole view on friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well perhaps I have been one of those idiots who 'swept everything under a metaphorical rug and pretended that the world was, indeed made of rainbows and sunshine and those green leprechauns that appear out of nowhere - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shut up Neka you're losing the point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't deny it, up to now I am usually acting - acting that I'm fine and pretending, well, that everything is picture perfect.&lt;br /&gt;But that is the point.&lt;br /&gt;Pictures do not showcase true feelings if they are not shown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For so long I have failed to see that real friends will not hold grudges against you for no reason. Which is rather retarded in this case, as I indeed am still holding a grudge (I shall drop it right now) and this is, indeed my fault. However even in other cases whereby you are being treated unfairly and everybody around you is acting too, you start to lose hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;True is false, Who is Who?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phantom of the Opera's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Masquerade&lt;/span&gt; describes it pretty well. Everything is an act. Who do you believe, and if you only learn to trust yourself you shut the rest of the world out and keep a lonely life, then what's the point of social contact?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And pardon me, but people need overrated things in their life occasionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Anyone seen how long Barbie has lasted? And THAT'S overrated.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To have&lt;/span&gt; a friend is wonderful, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to be one&lt;/span&gt; is excellent."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps we all need to ponder on the true meaning of this.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all the ones who stuck with me through thick and thin, &amp;amp; to Jin for writing this out. (And finally letting me see something I couldn't before.)&lt;br /&gt;ESPECIALLY Amanda, Ka Sheen &amp;amp; all the other brilliant friends I have.&lt;br /&gt;Love you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209977271894527113-1257082311567354363?l=reminiscin-g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/feeds/1257082311567354363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209977271894527113/posts/default/1257082311567354363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209977271894527113/posts/default/1257082311567354363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='(:'/><author><name>Aen,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13977538106251342059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BmL9PP_4g0Q/TWJyxLLKYVI/AAAAAAAAASw/uTgeZqfmSNM/s220/b%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209977271894527113.post-8695164238167584124</id><published>2009-12-09T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T09:16:07.744-08:00</updated><title type='text'>and forever only lasted as long as ever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and i miss hong kong, i miss the past and i miss childhood innocence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and my mind is telling me shit you, neka, missing won't get you anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but trust me, readers, you don't know anything about this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;won't you come back soon, it's quiet without you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;i hope i didn't insult you. i need you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;besties forever, right? ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209977271894527113-8695164238167584124?l=reminiscin-g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/feeds/8695164238167584124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-miss-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209977271894527113/posts/default/8695164238167584124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209977271894527113/posts/default/8695164238167584124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-miss-you.html' title='and forever only lasted as long as ever.'/><author><name>Aen,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13977538106251342059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BmL9PP_4g0Q/TWJyxLLKYVI/AAAAAAAAASw/uTgeZqfmSNM/s220/b%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209977271894527113.post-7495319871827743704</id><published>2009-12-07T11:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T11:02:06.901-08:00</updated><title type='text'>unbreakable.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="http://th06.deviantart.com/fs27/300W/f/2008/034/9/5/Naruto_nindo_about_Sasuke_by_Ipernova.jpg" src="http://th06.deviantart.com/fs27/300W/f/2008/034/9/5/Naruto_nindo_about_Sasuke_by_Ipernova.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-Uzumaki Naruto on saving Uchiha Sasuke,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Makes you wonder why friendships these days can't be as strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209977271894527113-7495319871827743704?l=reminiscin-g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/feeds/7495319871827743704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/2009/12/unbreakable.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209977271894527113/posts/default/7495319871827743704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209977271894527113/posts/default/7495319871827743704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/2009/12/unbreakable.html' title='unbreakable.'/><author><name>Aen,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13977538106251342059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BmL9PP_4g0Q/TWJyxLLKYVI/AAAAAAAAASw/uTgeZqfmSNM/s220/b%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209977271894527113.post-871419520894613883</id><published>2009-12-05T09:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T09:49:11.821-08:00</updated><title type='text'>realisation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="http://images2.fanpop.com/images/photos/4100000/Quote-quotes-4121675-400-402.jpg" src="http://images2.fanpop.com/images/photos/4100000/Quote-quotes-4121675-400-402.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Being home has made me realise some things I forgot about when I moved to Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;I forgot about the park I used to play in - the one in Kennedy Town.&lt;br /&gt;Since I didn't speak cantonese, the kids wouldn't play with me.&lt;br /&gt;I was always alone - but my parents were always there for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I visited Kennedy Town the other day, I wanted to cry.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I was tearing.&lt;br /&gt;So much has changed - not the place, but me.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it's for the best, and perhaps not.&lt;br /&gt;The stairs leading up to my old home is still around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people on the MTR are mostly very considerate.&lt;br /&gt;Wellcome &amp;amp;  Park n' Shop are awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Wind blown hair and cold winters, my aunts and uncles here.&lt;br /&gt;The food, the people, the atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can simply forget everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life isn't your plan, it's God's.&lt;br /&gt;It's a journey full of ups and downs, heartbreaks and laughter.&lt;br /&gt;Bottom line - it's the journey towards death.&lt;br /&gt;But as all journeys should be, they should be wonderful, lively and amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people in the past - there are reasons why they are not in your future.&lt;br /&gt;That's why they are called the people of your past.&lt;br /&gt;Learn to let go, because that's not weakness - you are strong enough to let go and leave with a smile on your face.&lt;br /&gt;If they return, then they are true.&lt;br /&gt;If they do not, then perhaps - it was temporary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone once told me, we forgive to the extent that we love.&lt;br /&gt;To attain true happiness is to forgive yourself and accept God.&lt;br /&gt;To err is human, to forgive is to divine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;dd&gt;"And forgive us our trespasses,&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;as we forgive those that trespass against us."&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Father, thank you for opening my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;I finally understand this now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Home is home, Hong Kong, thank you for helping me open my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Letting go of everything &amp;amp; finally being free.&lt;br /&gt;Most of all, thank you dear beloved Father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; my Dad on Earth too, he may err, but he tries his best not to. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209977271894527113-871419520894613883?l=reminiscin-g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/feeds/871419520894613883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/2009/12/realisation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209977271894527113/posts/default/871419520894613883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209977271894527113/posts/default/871419520894613883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/2009/12/realisation.html' title='realisation.'/><author><name>Aen,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13977538106251342059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BmL9PP_4g0Q/TWJyxLLKYVI/AAAAAAAAASw/uTgeZqfmSNM/s220/b%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209977271894527113.post-5600924154505858188</id><published>2009-12-05T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T09:21:21.712-08:00</updated><title type='text'>while away,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3LcxJNe5k4c&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3LcxJNe5k4c&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209977271894527113-5600924154505858188?l=reminiscin-g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/feeds/5600924154505858188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/2009/12/while-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209977271894527113/posts/default/5600924154505858188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209977271894527113/posts/default/5600924154505858188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/2009/12/while-away.html' title='while away,'/><author><name>Aen,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13977538106251342059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BmL9PP_4g0Q/TWJyxLLKYVI/AAAAAAAAASw/uTgeZqfmSNM/s220/b%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209977271894527113.post-4886731999173383459</id><published>2009-11-30T14:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T14:54:21.417-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Salutations.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;WILL BE ON HIATUS FROM 1 -9TH DECEMBER,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(that is if the hotel &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;don't have&lt;/span&gt; broadband! ): )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i hope they do though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; getting ready, going to Terminal 3 - then &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;HONGKONGBABY&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;(: byebyes for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209977271894527113-4886731999173383459?l=reminiscin-g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/feeds/4886731999173383459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/2009/11/salutations.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209977271894527113/posts/default/4886731999173383459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209977271894527113/posts/default/4886731999173383459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/2009/11/salutations.html' title='Salutations.'/><author><name>Aen,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13977538106251342059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BmL9PP_4g0Q/TWJyxLLKYVI/AAAAAAAAASw/uTgeZqfmSNM/s220/b%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209977271894527113.post-7026589364167248383</id><published>2009-11-30T01:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T06:11:32.844-08:00</updated><title type='text'>for cousins and beyond.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fxohzcC-wYA/SxPDImveCLI/AAAAAAAAAL0/zLh1N3nXOYY/s1600/C.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fxohzcC-wYA/SxPDImveCLI/AAAAAAAAAL0/zLh1N3nXOYY/s320/C.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409882130008115378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Super retarded today , (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;ltimate &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;ousin &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;onding &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;onday! (UCBM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to eat @ Sushi Tei, as stated below - happened through chat.&lt;br /&gt;You should see them eat sashimi, super super scary.&lt;br /&gt;I only ate 2 pieces, and all 3 dishes were finished.&lt;br /&gt;The Aburi Salmon, had 3 pieces;&lt;br /&gt;I took, Wen Jie took, Wen Xi took too, but epic fail.&lt;br /&gt;He broke the rice into 2 and managed to drop the fish eggs on the plate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to buy bread, buy gift for mum's pregnant colleague in HK.&lt;br /&gt;Ate Frolic Yoghurt (!!!) then everyone headed for our home.&lt;br /&gt;What the hell, reached home then Mr Anthony called me to cancel class, haha.&lt;br /&gt;He lazy come out of his house cause I was the only student today.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Tessa, couldn't go out with you &amp;amp; Tiff today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;FAMOUS QUOTES:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: "...need to buy a gift for my pregnant colleague."&lt;br /&gt;WX: "Your mom needs to buy a gift for the pregnant HUSBAND?!"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "The hell?! YOU ARE THE PREGNANT HUSBAND LAH!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt's friend: "Oh, Wen Xi, you sure have grown, don't you remember playing with FiFi?"&lt;br /&gt;WX: "....FiFi?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: -moves away and bursts out into laughter-&lt;br /&gt;WX: -follows- "The hell?! FIFI?! Sounds like some french toy poodle!"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "HAHAHAH YOU PLAYED WITH FIFI."&lt;br /&gt;WX: "Shut up lah!"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "NOW WE KNOW WHO'S THE WIFE OF THE PREGNANT HUSBAND."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;-While playing Metal Slug- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WX: "OMG, NEKA, I MUST PROTECT YOU AS YOUR LOVER!"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "WTFHMOFO, LOVER?! INCEST!?"&lt;br /&gt;WJ: "Crap he's a fan of Vampire Knight."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WX: "Yeah, you see, ITS A LURRRRVE SQUARE RECTANGLE."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "....-has given up hope speaking to her cousin-"&lt;br /&gt;WX: "Like, your sis loves me, I love you, you love Wen Jie &amp;amp; Wen Jie loves your sis!"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "WHAT THE HELL, YOU FORGOT FIFI LAH!"&lt;br /&gt;WJ: "....Oh my god he's officially gone stupid. For the idk-th time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WX: "NOOOO I MUST PROTECT MY LOVER FROM THE ALIENZZZZ."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "MY GOD WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WX &amp;amp; Me: "And we died in synchronisation!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WX: "AND YOU DIED IN LOVERS ARMZZZ."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Oh my god just SHUT UP ALREADY."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner @ Firestation, then came back home, they left.&lt;br /&gt;Packing things last minute for the flight home tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;HONG KONG, HERE I COME :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I(&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HEART&lt;/span&gt;)MYCOUSINS. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(EVEN MRFIFITHEPREGNANTONE.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(might be on hiatus, i dunno whether my hotel got broadband :x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209977271894527113-7026589364167248383?l=reminiscin-g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/feeds/7026589364167248383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/2009/11/for-cousins-and-beyond.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209977271894527113/posts/default/7026589364167248383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209977271894527113/posts/default/7026589364167248383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/2009/11/for-cousins-and-beyond.html' title='for cousins and beyond.'/><author><name>Aen,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13977538106251342059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BmL9PP_4g0Q/TWJyxLLKYVI/AAAAAAAAASw/uTgeZqfmSNM/s220/b%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fxohzcC-wYA/SxPDImveCLI/AAAAAAAAAL0/zLh1N3nXOYY/s72-c/C.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209977271894527113.post-2071063889916218993</id><published>2009-11-29T19:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T20:15:43.038-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'll be on the front porch all night.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fxohzcC-wYA/SxNE3h2WQ_I/AAAAAAAAALk/Lrvh3xWPvYQ/s1600/chat2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fxohzcC-wYA/SxNE3h2WQ_I/AAAAAAAAALk/Lrvh3xWPvYQ/s320/chat2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409743298171913202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fxohzcC-wYA/SxNEo4dK_3I/AAAAAAAAALc/MLkkGHWkSfk/s1600/chat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fxohzcC-wYA/SxNEo4dK_3I/AAAAAAAAALc/MLkkGHWkSfk/s320/chat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409743046542294898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Chatting to my cousin via the Facebook chat. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Meeting him, his older brother &amp;amp; my aunt for lunch, whoo.&lt;br /&gt;SUSHITEI (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my cousins, haha, super funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;crap crap today got theory class, i haven't done my work!&lt;br /&gt;mr anthony is going to give me the 'disappointed' look again.&lt;br /&gt;paiseh! D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;edit;&lt;br /&gt;12:40PM meet, but their family taking showers. -.-&lt;br /&gt;why must take shower before go out all the time ah.&lt;br /&gt;MWX hurry up lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/piscis/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/piscis/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-3.png" alt="" /&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/3209977271894527113-2071063889916218993?l=reminiscin-g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/feeds/2071063889916218993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/2009/11/facebook.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209977271894527113/posts/default/2071063889916218993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209977271894527113/posts/default/2071063889916218993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/2009/11/facebook.html' title='i&apos;ll be on the front porch all night.'/><author><name>Aen,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13977538106251342059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BmL9PP_4g0Q/TWJyxLLKYVI/AAAAAAAAASw/uTgeZqfmSNM/s220/b%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fxohzcC-wYA/SxNE3h2WQ_I/AAAAAAAAALk/Lrvh3xWPvYQ/s72-c/chat2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209977271894527113.post-2474361111123070121</id><published>2009-11-28T08:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T08:08:12.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The World Ends With You,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SubarashikiKonoSekai,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The World Ends with You, It's a Wonderful World.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="t_nihongo_kanji" lang="ja" lang="ja"&gt;すばらしきこのせかい)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="t_nihongo_kanji" lang="ja" lang="ja"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img alt="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/f/fb/The_World_Ends_With_You.jpg" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/f/fb/The_World_Ends_With_You.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I want this game super badly [!]&lt;br /&gt;As badly as I want the rest of the Kingdom Hearts series -&lt;br /&gt;CoM, 358/2 &amp;amp; Birth By Sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Neku is love, like a less hyper, more emo Naruto. :3&lt;br /&gt;(Neku's the middle skinny skinny guy, the main character.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shooter - "Meet us at the ramen shop in Dogenzaka!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neku - "We're getting ramen?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shooter - "It's our secret base!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neku - "You have a secret ramen base?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shooter - "Tell Doc what happened!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neku - "You have a ramen doctor at your secret ramen base?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Super cute right!? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="t_nihongo_kanji" lang="ja" lang="ja"&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/3209977271894527113-2474361111123070121?l=reminiscin-g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/feeds/2474361111123070121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/2009/11/world-ends-with-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209977271894527113/posts/default/2474361111123070121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209977271894527113/posts/default/2474361111123070121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/2009/11/world-ends-with-you.html' title='The World Ends With You,'/><author><name>Aen,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13977538106251342059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BmL9PP_4g0Q/TWJyxLLKYVI/AAAAAAAAASw/uTgeZqfmSNM/s220/b%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209977271894527113.post-7757356639471023906</id><published>2009-11-28T04:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T04:19:25.908-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please remember.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PRANKCALL,DARE&amp;amp;DOUBLEDARE.&lt;br /&gt;@ botak's birthday bbq / 271109'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Random guy: Hi.&lt;br /&gt;Aunty Lucy (Eddie) :You lousy piece of shit,i dont like.&lt;br /&gt;Random guy: Hello?&lt;br /&gt;Aunty Lucy: I dont like you,I dont like.&lt;br /&gt;Random guy: Who are you?&lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt;... &lt;span class="text_exposed_link"&gt;&lt;a onclick="'CSS.addClass($("&gt;See More&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Aunty Lucy&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;: I'm Aunty Lucy A.K.A HY.&lt;br /&gt;Random guy: What?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Aunty Lucy&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;: Aunty Lucy A.K.A HY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;You know I realised the recent awesome things happen on something 7/11/09.&lt;br /&gt;Like, for example, 171109' (You can't forget that, surely :3 )&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was super fun, BBQ-ed on a flowerpot, literally.&lt;br /&gt;Played Blackjack, pwned Wei Sheng at BBQing (PWNED!) &amp;amp; ate cake, ran around the neighbourhood, watched TV &amp;amp; realised the 3 'E's are all aunties.&lt;br /&gt;That's right, AUNTIES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FROM HIGHEST RANKING AUNTY TO LOWEST -&lt;br /&gt;1. Aunty Elton-a&lt;br /&gt;2. Aunty Lucy Eddie&lt;br /&gt;3. Aunty Edwin-a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never seen guys get so enthu about Singapore Chinese Dramas, really.&lt;br /&gt;You could say it was an eyeopener.&lt;br /&gt;Overall super fun, (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ (Today was super boring, nothing to blog about)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209977271894527113-7757356639471023906?l=reminiscin-g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/feeds/7757356639471023906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/2009/11/please-remember.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209977271894527113/posts/default/7757356639471023906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209977271894527113/posts/default/7757356639471023906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/2009/11/please-remember.html' title='Please remember.'/><author><name>Aen,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13977538106251342059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BmL9PP_4g0Q/TWJyxLLKYVI/AAAAAAAAASw/uTgeZqfmSNM/s220/b%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209977271894527113.post-5786509198370368981</id><published>2009-11-27T01:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T02:02:59.938-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUBISH = RUBBISH , (:</title><content type='html'>At Botak's house now, his BBQ Party.&lt;br /&gt;Some part of the class is here, we're BBQ-ing in a pot.&lt;br /&gt;No seriously.&lt;br /&gt;A pot.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyw, my blog disappeared for awhile, and it's back.&lt;br /&gt;Will redo the layout later or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Juen Yi says hi, Mel &amp;amp; Tessa are BBQing mushrooms, &amp;amp; Edwin's acting cool, &amp;amp; everyone else is spastic. Gotta love my class. Seriously. -squints eyes- Maybe. xD)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'D LIKE TO THANK MY &lt;strong&gt;TRUE &lt;/strong&gt;FRIENDS FOR BEING THERE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AND THEIR UNCONDITIONAL SUPPORT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WILL POST MORE LATER. CIAO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209977271894527113-5786509198370368981?l=reminiscin-g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/feeds/5786509198370368981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-password-is-fubish-go-try.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209977271894527113/posts/default/5786509198370368981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209977271894527113/posts/default/5786509198370368981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-password-is-fubish-go-try.html' title='FUBISH = RUBBISH , (:'/><author><name>Aen,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13977538106251342059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BmL9PP_4g0Q/TWJyxLLKYVI/AAAAAAAAASw/uTgeZqfmSNM/s220/b%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209977271894527113.post-9144041092440808163</id><published>2009-11-19T04:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T02:02:35.662-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PETER THE PANDA, HO HO HO.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fxohzcC-wYA/SwU7HYYRJ_I/AAAAAAAAALM/KZ27Llunty4/s1600/DSC05630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405791925717510130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fxohzcC-wYA/SwU7HYYRJ_I/AAAAAAAAALM/KZ27Llunty4/s320/DSC05630.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;PETER THE PANDAAAA&lt;/span&gt; = ELTON LIM.&lt;br /&gt;(He also super ego man. SUPER EGO. SUPER SUPER EGO. But he's still a good friend (: )&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Results came back today, and I'm really super pleased.&lt;br /&gt;Not like I did fantastic for everything,&lt;br /&gt;(Haha sorry Zhou Lao Shi, failed you &amp;amp; HCL :x )&lt;br /&gt;If you're kapoe, you ask me for my results.&lt;br /&gt;(Not gonna be like others post everything here)&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;But, &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;I TOPPED ENGLISH, FOR THE WHOLE YEAR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, seriously, I started screaming when I saw the result screen thing.&lt;br /&gt;Just, just woah.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to Juen, Alyssa, Elton, Edwin, Lester, Chris, Botak, Justin, Tao &amp;amp; Luis for uh, helping me calm down while waiting for results.&lt;br /&gt;I super owe you all.&lt;br /&gt;Tao insists that he let me top English, whatever, but okay fine - Thanks. xD&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Weather was horrible today, flash floods, overflowed drain.&lt;br /&gt;Stuck in school for like 2 hours, cause the rain so heavy.&lt;br /&gt;Darren, Elton, Mel, Tessa, Tehniyat, Juen, Alyssa, Me, Edwin, Lester, Justin &amp;amp; Chris (Did I miss anyone out?) all waiting for rain to stop like mad.&lt;br /&gt;While waiting, retarded lah.&lt;br /&gt;Saw Elton's HP wallpaper, the Simpsons.&lt;br /&gt;Told him to change it to our Class Photo, so I sent him the photo.&lt;br /&gt;LOL HIS PHONE NAME IS &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;PETER THE PANDA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;(At first it was Turkey Bacon Cheeseburger)&lt;br /&gt;So now I call him that, or PTP for short.&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;My house , the carpark is flooded.&lt;br /&gt;Like swimming pool.&lt;br /&gt;The cars inside are all dead.&lt;br /&gt;Some blocks also don't have electricity. :/&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is the last day of school, I feel happy and sad at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;This year was super fun, up &amp;amp; down, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Staying back tomorrow for a class photo without (G) youuu (S) know (B) whooo.&lt;br /&gt;1 Integrity 09' rocks.&lt;br /&gt;It's been a great year. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209977271894527113-9144041092440808163?l=reminiscin-g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/feeds/9144041092440808163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/2009/11/peter-panda-ho-ho-ho.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209977271894527113/posts/default/9144041092440808163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209977271894527113/posts/default/9144041092440808163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/2009/11/peter-panda-ho-ho-ho.html' title='PETER THE PANDA, HO HO HO.'/><author><name>Aen,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13977538106251342059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BmL9PP_4g0Q/TWJyxLLKYVI/AAAAAAAAASw/uTgeZqfmSNM/s220/b%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fxohzcC-wYA/SwU7HYYRJ_I/AAAAAAAAALM/KZ27Llunty4/s72-c/DSC05630.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209977271894527113.post-8809369337182149756</id><published>2009-11-17T23:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T00:41:50.039-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super in love with life! &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.tinypic.com/n56br7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.tinypic.com/2zrm7it.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;171109' Sentosa + Vivo City 1 Integrity Outing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(Plus Christopher's birthday celebration)&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yesterday was super super, super super &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;effing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fun.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not joking, I haven't had much fun like that at Sentosa, ever.&lt;br /&gt;I shall start from the beginning then.&lt;br /&gt;(Also, lucky we went yesterday, it's storming like crazy today.)&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Woke up at 8:30 , couldn't go back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Too excited (DUH) so used computer till 10:30.&lt;br /&gt;Juen Yi's mom came to pick me up,&lt;br /&gt;(Thank you aunty!) and went to Vivo City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to eat lunch with Juen Yi, so we wandered up to the 3rd level.&lt;br /&gt;But on the escalator, suddenly heard lots of shouting.&lt;br /&gt;"YOU BLIND AH!?"&lt;br /&gt;So turned around, saw Hui Yeh, Elton, Eddie, Chris &amp;amp; Lester at Burger King.&lt;br /&gt;Super retarded, didn't even notice them till they yelled.&lt;br /&gt;Went to the toilet, Juen changed, then went to Starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;After buying coffee, saw Tessa &amp;amp; Mel.&lt;br /&gt;Joined them, went to meet up with Edwin and Darren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked to Daiso, Darren bought a silver ball to play soccer.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently the person at Daiso super sick or something.&lt;br /&gt;Shall not elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;Went back to Monorail Station , waited for everyone to come.&lt;br /&gt;Total list that came yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;GUYS:&lt;br /&gt;Byvan, Christopher, Wei Sheng, Darren, Elton, Lester, Edwin, Hui Yeh, Ronjo, Feng Tian, Eddie and Tao.&lt;br /&gt;GIRLS:&lt;br /&gt;Tehniyat, Me, Juen Yi, Tessa, Alyssa &amp;amp; Melissa.&lt;br /&gt;(Plus, Chris's driver).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first monorail we saw was super full, so we waited for the next one.&lt;br /&gt;Eddie, Lester &amp;amp; Chris still went on, they heck care. -.-&lt;br /&gt;We in return also heck care them, say we meet up later, so they went off first.&lt;br /&gt;Halfway while waiting, Hui Yeh went completely bonkers and ran to the other side of the station, where the people are supposed to get off.&lt;br /&gt;After a minute Ronjo went to join him.&lt;br /&gt;Later, monorail came, got on, got off at Beach Station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First we very blur, can't find the other 3 that went off first.&lt;br /&gt;Then later they started screaming "THEY OVER THERE LAH!".&lt;br /&gt;Some people went into Coffee Bean to buy drink, then others sat down or went to 7-11 behind.&lt;br /&gt;Mel bought Coke Slurpee, dropped a bit on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, super awkward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discussed, then decided to go to Siloso Beach first.&lt;br /&gt;Took the tram there, retarded trip.&lt;br /&gt;People went to sit on the chairs, then realised bloody hot, decided to stand under the shade.&lt;br /&gt;Once got there, dumped bags and ran to the sea.&lt;br /&gt;Water super cold &amp;amp; nice lah!&lt;br /&gt;But stupid 'private property', kept changing location of our belongings cause cannot put there, cannot put here, only for paying customers, (wth).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys later made everyone play soccer,&lt;br /&gt;Retarded, someone kick until the ball fly into a tree, then came down, almost hit this couple lying below the tree.&lt;br /&gt;Very paiseh, like disturbing their 'moment'.&lt;br /&gt;After a while got bored, then went to the sea, then moved to another part of Siloso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to swim to the other beach nearby, going to start swimming then a really, really weird lifeguard came over tell us not to.&lt;br /&gt;Say it's cause he don't want to save our lives (Seriously, what kind of lifeguard, don't want to save our life -.-) so don't endanger ourselves, cause the water too deep or what.&lt;br /&gt;Fine, so continued playing, took pictures and then cleaned up, went to the Luge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked there, then bought tickets, sat on the skyride.&lt;br /&gt;SUPER SUPER FREAKY THE FIRST TIME.&lt;br /&gt;Alyssa, Juen Yi &amp;amp; I kept praying and singing Christian songs,&lt;br /&gt;"I love God, God loves me! I love God, God loves me! I LOVE GOD AND GOD LOVES ME OKAY GOD BLESS YOU LAH DON'T FALL DOWN."&lt;br /&gt;Paranoid, super high up from the ground.&lt;br /&gt;When we finally reach the other side, then the chant became:&lt;br /&gt;"YES GOD LOVES ME A LOT SO I NEVER DIE HAHAHA."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luge was awesome, speedy &amp;amp; bumpy.&lt;br /&gt;I was second place, then Lester was behind and he SPEED LIKE CRAZY.&lt;br /&gt;Almost bump into me, then lucky he never.&lt;br /&gt;He almost beat Juen Yi, that's how fast he was.&lt;br /&gt;Plus he was actually behind us, started later then us.&lt;br /&gt;Found out it's cause he doesn't slow down at all.&lt;br /&gt;Just continue speeding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edwin came in last for both his rounds,&lt;br /&gt;(And like Lester said, he wants to be an F1 driver, so slow, haha.)&lt;br /&gt;Took the Luge &amp;amp; Skyride 3 times, placing:&lt;br /&gt;3rd, 3rd, 1st.&lt;br /&gt;Good enough for me, haha.&lt;br /&gt;Alyssa, Edwin &amp;amp; I bought the Luge handbands, $3 each.&lt;br /&gt;Blue, Red &amp;amp; Orange respectively.&lt;br /&gt;(Idk why either, bought on a whim, I suppose.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Birthday Boy (Chris) wanted to go ride the Megazip.&lt;br /&gt;It's this 55 second flying fox from a hill thing to a small beach.&lt;br /&gt;$29 for one ride.&lt;br /&gt;We missed the tram (it was too crowded) so we walked all the way there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited for 1 HOUR FOR THEM TO COME DOWN.&lt;br /&gt;While waiting it wasn't peaceful either.&lt;br /&gt;These people from ____, played Concentration.&lt;br /&gt;They were older then us somemore, super noisy (no offence).&lt;br /&gt;Most of us were playing games, couldn't concentrate.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly they changed to Constipation halfway.&lt;br /&gt;"Shit shit, 1,1."&lt;br /&gt;Super...weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked to the beach, then later saw Chris and Botak come down.&lt;br /&gt;HUGGING EACH OTHER.&lt;br /&gt;Like, waited so long for them to come down, then still must have some more shock.&lt;br /&gt;Later it was explained because Botak too light, can't sit by himself.&lt;br /&gt;Went back to Vivo afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to watch movie, but then no nice movie to watch.&lt;br /&gt;Timeslots also not suitable, so went to eat dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Guys went to eat Carl's Jr, Girls ate Kolo Mee.&lt;br /&gt;Met at Arcade after that, played a lot of games.&lt;br /&gt;TESSA ALMOST WON THIS POOH BEAR.&lt;br /&gt;But the pooh bear super stubborn, won't drop in, and everyone wasted all their money on it.&lt;br /&gt;(I bet about $70 so, they spent.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Tenshi, then went back arcade, then went to Daiso.&lt;br /&gt;Bought drinks, then walked around Vivo, cause waiting for Tehniyat's mom to pick her up.&lt;br /&gt;Botak, Elton &amp;amp; Wei Sheng actually didn't mind following us around.&lt;br /&gt;Went into NUM, saw this shirt that had this picture, looked like Wei Sheng! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;The girls went into Topshop &amp;amp; Forever 21, guys went into Addidas.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone went into River Island, they sell REALLY WEIRD THINGS.&lt;br /&gt;Again, shall not elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;Then the guys left, left only Tehniyat, Mel, Tessa &amp;amp; I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tehniyat went home, then we walked to Harbourfront taxi stand, called taxi &amp;amp; went home.&lt;br /&gt;Melissa and I sat in my lift lobby waiting for her mom.&lt;br /&gt;While waiting these people came in, and we were super hyper, so:&lt;br /&gt;Me: "GOOD EVENING 8D."&lt;br /&gt;Mel: "MERRY CHRISTMAS. 8D"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "...wait. WHAT?"&lt;br /&gt;Then Mel's mom came, I went back up, back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE SLIGHT SUNBURN ON MY FACE AND ARMS, BUT NOTHING SERIOUS.&lt;br /&gt;Whole body aching cause we walk so much!&lt;br /&gt;But worth the fun, haha. (:&lt;br /&gt;Hope when we have another class outing, it's going to be as fun, or even more fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I typed a lot already.&lt;br /&gt;Super sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;+ This post makes up for all the days I never posted, haha. c:&lt;br /&gt;+ The rest of the photos are on Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209977271894527113-8809369337182149756?l=reminiscin-g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/feeds/8809369337182149756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/2009/11/super-in-love-with-life-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209977271894527113/posts/default/8809369337182149756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209977271894527113/posts/default/8809369337182149756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/2009/11/super-in-love-with-life-3.html' title='Super in love with life! &lt;3'/><author><name>Aen,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13977538106251342059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BmL9PP_4g0Q/TWJyxLLKYVI/AAAAAAAAASw/uTgeZqfmSNM/s220/b%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i45.tinypic.com/n56br7_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209977271894527113.post-5286273431614680672</id><published>2009-11-05T03:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T05:47:23.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Red, &amp; Loud, like BOOMZ. 'MANDA'!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fxohzcC-wYA/SvKxHb2OOrI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/wuCRAkPq5gg/s1600-h/NEKA%21.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 249px; height: 195px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fxohzcC-wYA/SvKxHb2OOrI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/wuCRAkPq5gg/s320/NEKA%21.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400573644463028914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fxohzcC-wYA/SvLIRfHm3gI/AAAAAAAAAKY/dOHPN1iL1GQ/s1600-h/AMANDA+FANGIRLY.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 182px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fxohzcC-wYA/SvLIRfHm3gI/AAAAAAAAAKY/dOHPN1iL1GQ/s320/AMANDA+FANGIRLY.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400599105907383810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AMANDASARAH__&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;ORANGESTRIPS&lt;/span&gt;CHIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm dedicating this post to her, whoot whoot. c:&lt;br /&gt;(Thank you for that picture ah,)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WHY SHE IS &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MORE AWESOME&lt;/span&gt; THEN YOU:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Orientation Friend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Met her at RGPS orientation, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;"HI THIS IS MY DAUGHTER AMANDA CHIN YEAH WHAT'S YOUR NAME OH THAT'S A NICE NAME I SEE WOULD YOU LIKE TO BE FRIENDS SHE LIKES READING AND YEAH OKAY I'LL LEAVE YOU 2 ALONE NOW BYEBYE." - Amanda's Mom.&lt;br /&gt;"YEAH HI I'M AMANDA CHIN YEAH I LIKE HARRY POTTER AND YOU'RE GOING TO BE MY FRIEND RIGHT YEAH I KNOW RIGHT YEAH etc etc." - Amanda after her mom left.&lt;br /&gt;Do note that this was all said in one breath.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Total Sermon - Entertainer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(...BUTTCRACK &amp;amp; holy dot marker, "I SHALL INDUCT YOU INTO UTMOST HOLINESS!")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fellow Fangirl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(OMG YEAH RIGHT OKAY OKAY HEEKYUMINZ! YEAH! LIKE, WHOOT!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mega Eyebrow Spasm Mode!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ooh yeah -eyebrows go into mega spasms- really really?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Supuuur&lt;/span&gt; Smartass!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(....ANNEKA CAN YOU HELP ME WITH MY HOMEWORK.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1H/2H Classmate, remembering the good old days!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(YELLOW TEAM! NO, BLUE TEAM! OH REMEMBER MS CAROLINA TAN? erguhh...whut.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Super &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;un&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FAITHFUL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(OMGOMGOGMG NEKA I WAS JOGGING AND I SAW THIS REALLY CUTE GUY AND HE LOOKED AT ME!!! OMGOGMOGMG!!! AND HE WAS WEARING ORANGE STRIPED SHIRT!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sms spaz, :} !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(OMG ANNEKA I JUST ASKED __ AND __ SAID YES! AHHH! 8D!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Super Stalker!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(OMGOMGOGM I WAS ON THE WAY HOME FROM SCHOOL AND I SAW ORANGE STRIPS!!!! OMGOGMOGMGOMG!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matching... DPs! &amp;amp; ...PMs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(No you will not ask what our PMs mean. ESSSS TEEEE!&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;boomz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fxohzcC-wYA/SvLIqaPI49I/AAAAAAAAAKg/mkZd4vEwN_A/s1600-h/AmandaSPAZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 376px; height: 235px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fxohzcC-wYA/SvLIqaPI49I/AAAAAAAAAKg/mkZd4vEwN_A/s320/AmandaSPAZ.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400599534093525970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Click to see it bigger! :D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ANYWAY AT THE END OF THE DAY,&lt;br /&gt;Thank you vous vous vously much, for being such an awesome spaz-boomzie tard!&lt;br /&gt;MLMLML!&lt;br /&gt;Or soon you'll become MOS!&lt;br /&gt;LOL MOS.&lt;br /&gt;Must meet up some time hor.&lt;br /&gt;(Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ I'm getting a&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; brand new &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;custom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Studio 15, Ruby Red colour Dell laptop.&lt;br /&gt;+ Thanks Dad.&lt;br /&gt;+ ...I TOPPED ART &amp;amp; ENGLISH PAPER CA1 ! YEAH.&lt;br /&gt;+ ....Justin owes me $10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/piscis/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-7.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/piscis/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-8.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/piscis/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-5.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/piscis/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-6.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209977271894527113-5286273431614680672?l=reminiscin-g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/feeds/5286273431614680672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/2009/11/red-loud-like-boomz-manda.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209977271894527113/posts/default/5286273431614680672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209977271894527113/posts/default/5286273431614680672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/2009/11/red-loud-like-boomz-manda.html' title='Red, &amp; Loud, like BOOMZ. &apos;MANDA&apos;!'/><author><name>Aen,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13977538106251342059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BmL9PP_4g0Q/TWJyxLLKYVI/AAAAAAAAASw/uTgeZqfmSNM/s220/b%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fxohzcC-wYA/SvKxHb2OOrI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/wuCRAkPq5gg/s72-c/NEKA%21.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209977271894527113.post-3051229972932785000</id><published>2009-11-01T01:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T05:51:26.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roll On The Floor Laughing - sick, ):</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="outline"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="outline"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Looking back at the previous months of this year.&lt;br /&gt;This is my reaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="outline"&gt;&lt;img class="media" id="fullSizedImage" src="http://i261.photobucket.com/albums/ii54/DarkFoxGirl13/Animated/rofl.gif" alt="rofl.gif ROFL image by DarkFoxGirl13" galleryimg="no" style="width: 250px; height: 188px; cursor: default;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="outline"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick, dear readers.&lt;br /&gt;But I feel accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;Even though my bones are aching &amp;amp; I'm coughing like there's no tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="outline"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;She has refrained from napping.&lt;br /&gt;Finished her maths homework (except the one due on Wednesday),&lt;br /&gt;Done the extra homework no one remembers,&lt;br /&gt;Packed her file,&lt;br /&gt;Planned EOYs study schedule,&lt;br /&gt;Wrote down what is being tested for EOYs for all the subjects,&lt;br /&gt;Put them on her whiteboard and has a schedule of what she's going to do for the next 3 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and guess what?&lt;br /&gt;She's sick.&lt;br /&gt;Beat that. &lt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;I'm a total guaikia, I know, sue me.&lt;br /&gt;But I actually feel &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;much, much&lt;/span&gt; better after sorting all those things out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span id="status_time"&gt;&lt;span id="status_time_inner"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Don't know whether I'm going to school tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;But I want to, cause I need to revise for EOYs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED to do well.&lt;br /&gt;Emphasise on NEED. DO. WELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pssh, other schools already started holidays.&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind, we're actually on the Sec 2 syllabus for SMSS, apparently.&lt;br /&gt;History, at any rate.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Kong told me, my best 1E buddy &lt;: (LOL TO YOU, CHUYECH , YOU TOTAL STALKEROON.)  Before I forget -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH FOR THE GET WELL WISHES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edwin Lim&lt;br /&gt;(Lol, now he's my brother. o_o)&lt;br /&gt;Justin Yap&lt;br /&gt;Harry Hong&lt;br /&gt;Nana, 黄巾庭。&lt;br /&gt;Ka Sheen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, it means quite a bit.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, going out later, meeting Aunty Winnie [!]&lt;br /&gt;Hope I don't collapse from exhaustion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ THANKYOUAGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;+ Glad Chris can come on 17/11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="outline"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209977271894527113-3051229972932785000?l=reminiscin-g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/feeds/3051229972932785000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/2009/11/roll-on-floor-laughing-sick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209977271894527113/posts/default/3051229972932785000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209977271894527113/posts/default/3051229972932785000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/2009/11/roll-on-floor-laughing-sick.html' title='Roll On The Floor Laughing - sick, ):'/><author><name>Aen,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13977538106251342059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BmL9PP_4g0Q/TWJyxLLKYVI/AAAAAAAAASw/uTgeZqfmSNM/s220/b%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i261.photobucket.com/albums/ii54/DarkFoxGirl13/Animated/th_rofl.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209977271894527113.post-5914301529797713833</id><published>2009-10-30T06:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T12:34:25.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rant rant rant ra- HEY WOAH WE'RE GOING.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 303px; height: 303px;" alt="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3389/3342896722_ef2c5b6af3.jpg" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3389/3342896722_ef2c5b6af3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; WEI SHENG,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Happy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Halloween-eve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;+ (Belated birthday to Ronjo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be going Night Safari soon, I swear.&lt;br /&gt;Annoying lah, kept changing minds, the adults.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it's raining cannot go / Oh look the rain STOPPED WE GO / No we turn around and come your house now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLY WOAH WE'RE GOING NOW.&lt;br /&gt;WILL UPDATE YOU GUYS LATER, &lt;:  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sotong, sms me if you're bored, MY GOODIE.&lt;br /&gt;(Lol can't call you bestie, so call you goodie, sounds wrong right. xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To be continued, readers, have a lovely eveeee,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;edit/!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Night Safari was a big LOL, but a bit freaky.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid RETARDED RED MAN AT THE END, )&lt;&lt;br /&gt;I was closing my eyes and covering my ears,&lt;br /&gt;Mel was bending over and hiding her face on my knee,&lt;br /&gt;Aunty Lia was...taking pictures, screaming and laughing...&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clowns were seriously freaky.&lt;br /&gt;Like Jordon said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'The smile is like from one end to one end, veli scaly one!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahha, but he wasn't joking.&lt;br /&gt;Kept looking around to make sure we could avoid the clowns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pao Woman was funny, retarded.&lt;br /&gt;Obviously there would be a head there right, -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the narrator, she said idk what,&lt;br /&gt;Nonsense, her voice like rasssspeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;No seriously, she like talking as if got sore throat.&lt;br /&gt;...I don't think they get paid enough to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyw, then later ate ice cream, Ben&amp;amp;Jerry's !&lt;br /&gt;Cherry Garcia &amp;amp; Strawberry Shortcake.&lt;br /&gt;(AUNTY SHERLY AH, KEEP TAKING PHOTOS OF ME, MEL &amp;amp; AUNTY LIA SCREAMING AND HIDING.)&lt;br /&gt;Lol, retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, even more retarded!&lt;br /&gt;@ the taxi stand, got these chain smokers tried to cut our queue.&lt;br /&gt;Stand so near Mel, like his shoulder touching her back or something.&lt;br /&gt;(Yes the guy was shorter then her.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, they kept speaking in mandarin,&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah right as if we don't know mandarin, -.- )&lt;br /&gt;Kept asking one of their friends to&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; cut the queue &lt;/span&gt;in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turned around and glared at him,&lt;br /&gt;Lame loseeeer.&lt;br /&gt;He scared and then step back.&lt;br /&gt;Pssh, think what.&lt;br /&gt;Karma will hit you back in the face, just wait. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALL THE PHOTOS ARE ON FB&lt;/span&gt;, :}&lt;br /&gt;Go see if you want, though I didn't upload some, not very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=30446567&amp;amp;id=1184307190" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img id="myphoto" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs017.snc3/12466_1172298826013_1184307190_30446566_1931280_n.jpg" style="width: 376px; height: 212px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Details on Facebooooook, (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;+ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It's okay lah, next time can make it up to me, Manda' !&lt;br /&gt;+ No you stalkers, I will not give you my FB.&lt;br /&gt;+ YES, 12 PEOPLE CONFIRMED FOR 17/11, oneaye09 -luvluvluvzz-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank you for replying so fast, oneaye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209977271894527113-5914301529797713833?l=reminiscin-g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/feeds/5914301529797713833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/2009/10/rant-rant-rant-ra-hey-woah-were-going.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209977271894527113/posts/default/5914301529797713833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209977271894527113/posts/default/5914301529797713833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/2009/10/rant-rant-rant-ra-hey-woah-were-going.html' title='Rant rant rant ra- HEY WOAH WE&apos;RE GOING.'/><author><name>Aen,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13977538106251342059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BmL9PP_4g0Q/TWJyxLLKYVI/AAAAAAAAASw/uTgeZqfmSNM/s220/b%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3389/3342896722_ef2c5b6af3_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209977271894527113.post-1246297183165057727</id><published>2009-10-28T04:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T05:56:30.342-08:00</updated><title type='text'>you're my heartbreaker, oh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a id="zoomedLink" href="javascript:void(0);" title="Click to zoom out." class="menuTrigger"&gt;             &lt;img id="fullImage" src="http://i101.photobucket.com/albums/m43/redamazon1966/7436_full.gif" alt="7436_full.gif image by redamazon1966" galleryimg="no" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;READERS,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE MOST WEIRD/AMUSING/SPEECHLESS THING OF TODAY WAS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Regina slapped Lester&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in chinese class today.&lt;br /&gt;It had something to do with pimples, I think.&lt;br /&gt;Check my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tumblr &lt;/span&gt;for more info, peepos.&lt;br /&gt;Scary woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now moving on to more boring things like me ranting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think , I can fail chinese for EOYs.&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, I don't want to, but I probably will.&lt;br /&gt;上 ：课 1 - 14&lt;br /&gt;下：课 26 -35&lt;br /&gt;Or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;Plus, it's HCL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I say &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;can&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Because, to be promoted to Secondary 2, you/I/we/potato needs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;least&lt;/span&gt; 50% pass in overall average marks for all subject &amp;amp; whole year.&lt;br /&gt;At &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;least&lt;/span&gt; 50% in English.&lt;br /&gt;English is highly important, if you fail, then cannot get promoted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I can imagine, next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;When the rest of us become twointegrity students, some of them (touchwood, really) may be still in oneintegrity.&lt;br /&gt;Walk past and go:&lt;br /&gt;"HEEEEEY ____! HOW'S LIFE?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and we played Netball in PE today.&lt;br /&gt;OUR TEAM WONNNN! 8DDDDD :DDDDD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GO &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;REDZ&lt;/span&gt;, GO &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;REDZ&lt;/span&gt;, DO THE BOOMZ, THE BOOMZ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;: We pwn the bluez, aww. My god, it was really funny. I rested for about 10 minutes, and watched them play. Like, Ryan bonked his own face with the ball, Then Xiaosen knocked her own face (Rather badly), But luckily she's okay lah. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;EE&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;EE FO'SHOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 - 2, 4 - 2 , 4 - 2, winwingame.&lt;br /&gt;English CA2 was tiring.&lt;br /&gt;Then everyone started shooting rubber bands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.- face it, my school is insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+AMANDASARAH__CHINNN REPLY LAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="zoomedLink" href="javascript:void(0);" title="Click to zoom out." class="menuTrigger"&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/3209977271894527113-1246297183165057727?l=reminiscin-g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/feeds/1246297183165057727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/2009/10/youre-my-heartbreaker-oh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209977271894527113/posts/default/1246297183165057727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209977271894527113/posts/default/1246297183165057727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/2009/10/youre-my-heartbreaker-oh.html' title='you&apos;re my heartbreaker, oh.'/><author><name>Aen,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13977538106251342059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BmL9PP_4g0Q/TWJyxLLKYVI/AAAAAAAAASw/uTgeZqfmSNM/s220/b%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209977271894527113.post-4912162183626950414</id><published>2009-10-27T04:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T05:52:59.592-08:00</updated><title type='text'>in peace we pray.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="outline"&gt;&lt;img class="media" id="fullSizedImage" src="http://i280.photobucket.com/albums/kk176/Thorpy2012/Quotes/peace-1.jpg" alt="peace-1.jpg Peace image by Thorpy2012" galleryimg="no" style="width: 400px; height: 392px; cursor: default;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Noel talked about peace on Sunday.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is peace?&lt;br /&gt;Surely, you must not just think of peace as something that relates to silence.&lt;br /&gt;Peace is not silence, or quiet air.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, you need 'peace' to sleep at night.&lt;br /&gt;But even if it is all quiet, would you be able to sleep if you are troubled in your heart?&lt;br /&gt;Or your mind, you are tossing and turning and trying to figure out what's happening, why is it seeming like it's all going wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Just believe fully in God, and he will guide you.&lt;br /&gt;He will give you your promised peace in your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="outline"&gt;Father, I pray for peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="outline"&gt;I'm torn between here and there, some parts of me lost and others, stuck in the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="outline"&gt;Everything is confusing, it's screwed up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="outline"&gt;I don't know, I'm trying, but I'm not perfect, I make mistakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="outline"&gt;I'm trying to find that calm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'm trying to be okay.&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to hold everything together so I can seem alright.&lt;br /&gt;Trying is not enough, I know.&lt;br /&gt;Father, please listen, please help.&lt;br /&gt;Give those who are in need of help, help.&lt;br /&gt;Let them have your guidance.&lt;br /&gt;We need you, father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;READERS,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Life's shit sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;But you learn to deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You take it in stride, learn how not to care &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;too &lt;/span&gt;much.&lt;br /&gt;Learn to live and love some lies,&lt;br /&gt;It's sometimes better not to know then to know everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, ON TO MORE HAPPY THINGS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NIGHT SAFARI TRIP ON FRIDAY, &lt;: &lt;/span&gt;Amanda may be coming [!!!]&lt;br /&gt;HEEEHEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'll be if she comes it'll be super spazzy awesome boomzishit!&lt;br /&gt;It'll be like:&lt;br /&gt;Amanda: SO RIGHT, __ ! __ ! __! YEAH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: OMG AWESOME, AWESOME RLY?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghost: BOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda: YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: OMGOMGGOMG AWESOMAAAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghost: ...Hello, I said BOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda: HEY YOU WANNA SPAZ ALONG TOO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghost: ...OH OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: YEAH! 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-everyone spazzes-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zy'boom.&lt;br /&gt;Halloween this year may &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; be fun.&lt;br /&gt;EOYs are coming, so better just have fun first then cram like nonsense after the Night Safari thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was okay, hmm and hmms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ LINKED YOU JIE, &lt;: LAST LONG LONG ! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="outline"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="outline"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/3209977271894527113-4912162183626950414?l=reminiscin-g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/feeds/4912162183626950414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/2009/10/in-peace-we-pray.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209977271894527113/posts/default/4912162183626950414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209977271894527113/posts/default/4912162183626950414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/2009/10/in-peace-we-pray.html' title='in peace we pray.'/><author><name>Aen,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13977538106251342059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BmL9PP_4g0Q/TWJyxLLKYVI/AAAAAAAAASw/uTgeZqfmSNM/s220/b%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i280.photobucket.com/albums/kk176/Thorpy2012/Quotes/th_peace-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209977271894527113.post-6491668238813114183</id><published>2009-10-26T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T05:17:07.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stuff like this is to be jealous of.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://17.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ks4fae0mOR1qano3co1_250.jpg" alt="OHEMGEE PATRICK! OHEMGEE SPONGEBOB!" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Its the talk of the town,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Posted here cause I know some people are too lazy to visit my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tumblr&lt;/span&gt;, \m/)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209977271894527113-6491668238813114183?l=reminiscin-g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/feeds/6491668238813114183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/2009/10/stuff-to-be-jealous-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209977271894527113/posts/default/6491668238813114183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209977271894527113/posts/default/6491668238813114183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/2009/10/stuff-to-be-jealous-of.html' title='stuff like this is to be jealous of.'/><author><name>Aen,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13977538106251342059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BmL9PP_4g0Q/TWJyxLLKYVI/AAAAAAAAASw/uTgeZqfmSNM/s220/b%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209977271894527113.post-7884589476733262937</id><published>2009-10-26T03:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T05:57:17.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>two faces are better then one.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="http://www.lemonpencil.com/img/letgo-polaroid.jpg" src="http://www.lemonpencil.com/img/letgo-polaroid.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They like to watch you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fall&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HELLO READERS,&lt;br /&gt;KAP TRIP WAS RETARDED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;School was more or less boring today.&lt;br /&gt;Melissa got hit on the head by a flying kungfu bottle,&lt;br /&gt;(thrown by none other then Christopher Chan!).&lt;br /&gt;Lester kicked an eraser down to the first floor.&lt;br /&gt;Zhao Tong left his dictionary in the..girl's...toilet...&lt;br /&gt;I could continue, but it's mostly retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually the whole of today was retarded.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not looking forward to tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I can actually &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;feel&lt;/span&gt; boring aura spreading around.&lt;br /&gt;Finished watching Animal Farm, what a screwed up show.&lt;br /&gt;Screwed up Napoleon, Squealer, Mr.Pilkington.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, it's completely different from the book.&lt;br /&gt;Don't watch it (the 1999 version) if you're going to have exams on it, (like me).&lt;br /&gt;You'll just get confused.&lt;br /&gt;They kick out Clover and in her place, Jessie narrates the whole show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OKAY NOW SHOO ALONG TO MY TUMBLR PEOPLE,&lt;br /&gt;SHOO.&lt;br /&gt;o3o !&lt;br /&gt;-scares you away with rapid hand flapping movements-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209977271894527113-7884589476733262937?l=reminiscin-g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/feeds/7884589476733262937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/2009/10/two-faces-are-better-then-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209977271894527113/posts/default/7884589476733262937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209977271894527113/posts/default/7884589476733262937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/2009/10/two-faces-are-better-then-one.html' title='two faces are better then one.'/><author><name>Aen,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13977538106251342059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BmL9PP_4g0Q/TWJyxLLKYVI/AAAAAAAAASw/uTgeZqfmSNM/s220/b%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209977271894527113.post-6410139369285250325</id><published>2009-10-25T02:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T02:39:57.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BID, because i'm dumb (?)</title><content type='html'>Since &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tumblr is being a bridge&lt;/span&gt;, here's the post I originally made for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="http://i630.photobucket.com/albums/uu24/ATasteOfSummer/Photography/84.jpg" src="http://i630.photobucket.com/albums/uu24/ATasteOfSummer/Photography/84.jpg" mce_src="http://i630.photobucket.com/albums/uu24/ATasteOfSummer/Photography/84.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bipolar I disorder&lt;/b&gt; is a mood disorder that is characterized by at least one &lt;span class="mw-redirect"&gt;manic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="mw-redirect"&gt;mixed&lt;/span&gt; episode. There may be episodes of hypomania or major depression as well. It is a sub-diagnosis of bipolar disorder, and conforms to the classic concept of manic-depressive illness.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt;- Wikipedia, Bipolar I Disorder (Bipolar Case 1.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;However, most cases of BID are not extreme, and therefore the patients are not on medication. Like, yours truly. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209977271894527113-6410139369285250325?l=reminiscin-g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/feeds/6410139369285250325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/2009/10/bid-because-im-dumb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209977271894527113/posts/default/6410139369285250325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209977271894527113/posts/default/6410139369285250325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/2009/10/bid-because-im-dumb.html' title='BID, because i&apos;m dumb (?)'/><author><name>Aen,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13977538106251342059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BmL9PP_4g0Q/TWJyxLLKYVI/AAAAAAAAASw/uTgeZqfmSNM/s220/b%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i630.photobucket.com/albums/uu24/ATasteOfSummer/Photography/th_84.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209977271894527113.post-7216534380329755107</id><published>2009-10-25T01:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T02:22:19.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>coz' dancing is my remedy, remedy oh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;FML FKING ANNOYED,&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;keepmakingmefeelfkingpissedwithmyself,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;wthdon'tlikemyweightthenshutup,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i'mdoingmybestalready,imnotgonnaturntoastick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO READERS,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW ARE YOU I HOPE YOU HAD A NICE DAY TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church -;&lt;br /&gt;Met Sophia, her family was sitting next to mine.&lt;br /&gt;Sermon talked about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, was quite funny today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yima &amp;amp; Uncle Keong have gone off to Japan, so had Shin Kushiya for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;(Finally one Sunday without being dragged to one of the many Tung Lok Group Restaraunts, why? Cause Yima has a giant stash of coupons, and she uses them again, and again, and again. Mind you, when you use them, you'll get &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEW&lt;/span&gt; ones after you use the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OLD&lt;/span&gt; ones, so its a never ending cycle.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suntec City is like Holy Headache Country.&lt;br /&gt;It's so crowded I can't hear myself think.&lt;br /&gt;The only good things about there was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Bought Naruto Poster [!] (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Bought Hillsong &amp;amp; Planetshakers albums.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Visited the 'ROCK', the New Creation Church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Mind you, I'm a Methodist Christian, but I have nothing against the other branches of Christianity. Anyone mind explaining to me what 'New Creation' is all about? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My mother insists on me watching this episode on 90210.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what's so interesting about that show, but I'm busy on MSN.&lt;br /&gt;Ka Sheen got a new cat today, adopted it.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently they thought it was a female, but then their french neighbours were like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;"IT'S A GUY! CAUSE YOU KNOW WHILE WE WERE PETTING IT, WE FOUND A WEENER!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Seriously, the French are very vously expressive.&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't have a name yet, but I have given up thinking of a name for it.&lt;br /&gt;...Don't ask.&lt;br /&gt;Really, it's like...supposed to be a G-rated post here.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow it turned into a M16 or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postponed Theory Class for hopeful KAP Study Group tomorrow, after school.&lt;br /&gt;TUMBLR'S BEING A BRIDGE, VERY NICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm going to chiong Animal Farm now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ AMANDASARAH__CHIN, COME ONLINE SOON CAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209977271894527113-7216534380329755107?l=reminiscin-g.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/feeds/7216534380329755107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/2009/10/fml-but-still-blessed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209977271894527113/posts/default/7216534380329755107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209977271894527113/posts/default/7216534380329755107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscin-g.blogspot.com/2009/10/fml-but-still-blessed.html' title='coz&apos; dancing is my remedy, remedy oh.'/><author><name>Aen,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13977538106251342059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BmL9PP_4g0Q/TWJyxLLKYVI/AAAAAAAAASw/uTgeZqfmSNM/s220/b%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209977271894527113.post-5274940394725786229</id><published>2009-10-24T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T02:25:24.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>punch the face.</title><content type='html'>HI I'M BACK @ BLOGGER AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;(: MISS ME?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have a Tumblr, even though I'll only use it for graphics and stuff, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;{ http://thecitynever-sleeps.tumblr.com }&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, I'll only blog when I feel like it, pssh.&lt;br /&gt;I know, I'm lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planning class outing, excited excited.&lt;br /&gt;Some bumps along the way, but hopefully can smoothen it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I WOULD LIKE TO THANK:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amanda Sarah __ Chin,&lt;br /&gt;Alyssa Long,&lt;br /&gt;Elton Lim,&lt;br /&gt;Ka Sheen,&lt;br /&gt;Melissa Lee,&lt;br /&gt;Tessa Tan,&lt;br /&gt;Misholikhatun,&lt;br /&gt;Mom,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; God [!]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For cheering me up, you guys rock bombloads.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully everything will be solved soon,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:47 PM - @ Animal Farm, Chapter 10.&lt;br /&gt;Homework sucks lah, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Luis! 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