<?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-4336108594593304174</id><updated>2012-02-15T22:37:33.308-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tied to my prison....in chains.</title><subtitle type='html'>children have no freedom.
naruto rocks.
music is great.


welcome to my blog.don't like it? good riddance?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>140</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-3274729741239615794</id><published>2010-01-08T04:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T04:06:31.639-08:00</updated><title type='text'>STUPID FOOLS</title><content type='html'>IF GD GOES TO JAIL I WILL NEVER FORGIVE YG ENTERTAINMENT.NEVER EVER EVER EVER.&lt;br /&gt;FOR SOMETHING SO FREAKING 'WHO-CARES' MAKE HIM GO TO JAIL???! ITS SO FREAKING SUPER DAMNASS MINOR.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-3274729741239615794?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/3274729741239615794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=3274729741239615794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/3274729741239615794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/3274729741239615794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2010/01/stupid-fools.html' title='STUPID FOOLS'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-1942720915288272554</id><published>2010-01-03T00:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T00:30:31.439-08:00</updated><title type='text'>rants rants rants freaking rants.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;draggy days and restless nights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;its crawling into my head slowly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the existence of this unforgiving nightmare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;mixing up reality with fear and darkness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;this stupid issue is making my head hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;why can't it go away. i don't want to deal with it anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;tried to deal with this,but its gotten harder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;it sucks sucks sucks freaking bloody shitzxzxs sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-1942720915288272554?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-768062940998982417</id><published>2010-01-03T00:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T00:25:01.354-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;NEW YEAR RESOLUTIONS....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;-grow taller by 2 cm,making me 155cm. i am not gonna ask for too much,i have a slow height gain but fast weight gain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;-loose 3 kg.....please let me loose 3 kg please please please....find some way and means for me to run and exercise...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;-get more A1 and A2s.at least 6 ok. please let me study the right things this year.please please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-don't mess up my CCA. i suck already,no need to suck it up even more.i just need to stay more invisible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"&gt;-don't get even more tanned.it took my skin so long to fade in colour abit during the holiday,i don't want to ruin it with PE in the heat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;please don't let this year suck in any aspect anymore.it always gets me down one aspect or another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;this is as optimistic as i can be already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;see,i'm smiling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i don't wanna mess up this year. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-768062940998982417?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/768062940998982417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-393592014333577300</id><published>2010-01-02T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T08:30:59.978-08:00</updated><title type='text'>school is starting!</title><content type='html'>today is saturday,next monday school starts! :D&lt;br /&gt;tmr gonna have a sec 3 tag along with me and evan to the holding site cos she haven't been there before.ok then,but while i wait for evan at the mrt,AWKWARD. cos she lives same condo with me,so her mum aske mine if she can tag along for first day....lol.awkward silence,i shall break it with, 'weather's fine today ain't it?' lol.&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait to get back to school apart from 1 reason,string orchestra,cos i haven't been practising much these two weeks,shit shit shit shit.this kind of pace i am not surprised if i not get picked for SYF. i got mental preparation already HARHAR.&lt;br /&gt;i need to shed some pounds quick,before the start of year height and weight.i decided to cheat at first,by tip toe-ing,but if its ms susan lim taking it,then better not. D:&lt;br /&gt;i hope i grew taller D: everyday i have been stretching and stretching.... ):&lt;br /&gt;there was this episode of star king the reality show where the showed you how to gain 2 cm,but then youtube went to block the video cos of copyright things,so i never got to know the secret!!!! ):&lt;br /&gt;sucks sucks sucks!!! ):&lt;br /&gt;why am i so freaking fat,my thighs almost as big as my waist maybe.lol!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-393592014333577300?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/393592014333577300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=393592014333577300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/393592014333577300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/393592014333577300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2010/01/school-is-starting.html' title='school is starting!'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-4905890002507313556</id><published>2009-12-25T22:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T22:35:18.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>saturday blues</title><content type='html'>its raining now,typical for such a laggish day for me.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday slept over at my cousin's cos of christmas, we were talking like all night about our weirdo cousin and what we did this year in february when we went to malaysia, remembered that time we all could see our grandma pee through this window at my super snobby act rich cousin's house.(like seriously,think he very great cos he got a big big house...)&lt;br /&gt;then we discuss my cousin's grossness when he went missing and we suspect he went to peek the whole night away,ew.&lt;br /&gt;why am i saying this??!&lt;br /&gt;oh ya,we slept at one o'clock in the morning,and my super hyper cousin made us set our alarm clocks to 6.30am,that fag!&lt;br /&gt;and in the morning,i woke up to his alarm clock sound, CRAZY FROG.do you know how annoying it is? i was having a dream,then suddenly i hear crazy frog,thinking its still a dream,but in actual fact its just the alarm clock my cousin can't wake up to shut off.so i stubbed my toe on my way down the stairs to his room to turn it off.the ass.&lt;br /&gt;raining like shit now,internet reception kinda weak.my balcony is flooded.HARHAR. my brother is making a fuss about his plants getting super drenched,(isn't that good.) and he is like drenched too when he went out in the rain to get it.haha.&lt;br /&gt;i  missed watching drake and josh and icarly xmas special movie cos i was watching 'you're beautiful'.stupid stupid me.that show can watch anytime then i go and ignore my brother's nag to watch the xmas special....&lt;br /&gt;oh ya,a shout out.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY EENING! (: your presents are still with me,nicole's and mine,so come get it,i'm not gonna move my ass to ur house(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-4905890002507313556?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/4905890002507313556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=4905890002507313556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/4905890002507313556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/4905890002507313556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/12/saturday-blues.html' title='saturday blues'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-5830917599038492805</id><published>2009-12-23T08:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T08:28:26.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/SzJEXJqb0rI/AAAAAAAAAKs/ouCAXI5I3xM/s1600-h/P241209_00.23.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418468466201711282" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/SzJEXJqb0rI/AAAAAAAAAKs/ouCAXI5I3xM/s200/P241209_00.23.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mine....(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/SzJD5-CQxMI/AAAAAAAAAKk/fKiEUktqHFs/s1600-h/P161209_17.22.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418467964864218306" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/SzJD5-CQxMI/AAAAAAAAAKk/fKiEUktqHFs/s200/P161209_17.22.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the limited edition perfume...lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/SzJD5kmTrbI/AAAAAAAAAKc/HtHJBqWIME4/s1600-h/P201209_12.10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418467958036082098" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/SzJD5kmTrbI/AAAAAAAAAKc/HtHJBqWIME4/s200/P201209_12.10.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super king sized bed at the hotel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/SzJD5RRoXDI/AAAAAAAAAKU/DQl_ccfkNH0/s1600-h/P201209_12.10%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418467952849083442" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/SzJD5RRoXDI/AAAAAAAAAKU/DQl_ccfkNH0/s200/P201209_12.10%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's actually a plush chair and a study table there...but cant really see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/SzJDpyPA5SI/AAAAAAAAAKE/45yG4wOHDDo/s1600-h/P201209_12.10%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418467686818571554" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/SzJDpyPA5SI/AAAAAAAAAKE/45yG4wOHDDo/s200/P201209_12.10%5B02%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol don t mind the ppl.told them to move away but they refuse):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/SzJDpo7cTQI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/kiA6yqqM5No/s1600-h/P201209_12.11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418467684320562434" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/SzJDpo7cTQI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/kiA6yqqM5No/s200/P201209_12.11.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bathtub with tv.my favouriteeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/SzJDpUwf1GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/k_cDUWTqioQ/s1600-h/P201209_12.11%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418467678905947234" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/SzJDpUwf1GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/k_cDUWTqioQ/s200/P201209_12.11%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two basins((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/SzJDSLUm6PI/AAAAAAAAAJs/5WWbybZqjSc/s1600-h/P201209_12.12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418467281236060402" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/SzJDSLUm6PI/AAAAAAAAAJs/5WWbybZqjSc/s200/P201209_12.12.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wash-ur-ass for you,seat-warmer-at-all-times,self-opening-toiletbowl,SUPER TOILET LIKE IN JAPAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/SzJDRmkvBnI/AAAAAAAAAJk/doOlYIZWqv0/s1600-h/P201209_12.12%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418467271371589234" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/SzJDRmkvBnI/AAAAAAAAAJk/doOlYIZWqv0/s200/P201209_12.12%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol,bed again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/SzJDRYqGMeI/AAAAAAAAAJc/VYddwCLdW7g/s1600-h/P201209_15.43.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418467267635982818" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/SzJDRYqGMeI/AAAAAAAAAJc/VYddwCLdW7g/s200/P201209_15.43.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;giant toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/SzJDG2VDG7I/AAAAAAAAAJU/IbNqDi9gBZI/s1600-h/P201209_15.43%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418467086622202802" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/SzJDG2VDG7I/AAAAAAAAAJU/IbNqDi9gBZI/s200/P201209_15.43%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the plush chair..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/SzJDGttleoI/AAAAAAAAAJM/SSxSW3xZtv8/s1600-h/P201209_15.44.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418467084309199490" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/SzJDGttleoI/AAAAAAAAAJM/SSxSW3xZtv8/s200/P201209_15.44.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my bathtubbbbb(: love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/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/4336108594593304174-5830917599038492805?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/5830917599038492805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=5830917599038492805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/5830917599038492805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/5830917599038492805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/12/pictures.html' title='pictures'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/SzJEXJqb0rI/AAAAAAAAAKs/ouCAXI5I3xM/s72-c/P241209_00.23.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-8187592053023647183</id><published>2009-12-23T08:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T08:18:16.054-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am back</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/SzJCRtzJvgI/AAAAAAAAAIs/R1zCIkiuX3A/s1600-h/P201209_15.44.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/SzJCJieTMGI/AAAAAAAAAIk/EMtmRP3eQ8A/s1600-h/P081209_13.52.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;back from jakarta finally:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;not exciting,obviously,i hardly did anything but shop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i bought so much clothes,my luggage almost burst.so i had to use another oneO.O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i took alot of pictures,but with my camera so i dont think i will upload alot.just upload the ones taken on my phone,which is basically the one night hotel stay in the hotel Kempinski.its like the best hotel in Indonesia((: and freaking expensive.why did i go there you ask? when my dad already has an apartment in jakarta? FREE ONE THEN GO STAY OF COURSE. my dad's client owner of the hotel so we get a free night,if not my dad won't spend a cent on it.cheapo(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;bought like 10 sets of shirts, dunno how many bottoms,haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and my mum bought 3 juicy couture perfumes, one is limited edition one(i want that oneeee) for her best friend,hyer bdae is next month, one Dirty English,for my dad, one bottle for me(((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i probably won't use it.lol.just put deco, i dont like perfume, makes my nose itch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;shit accidentally started the Norton security renewal.... how to close????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-8187592053023647183?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/8187592053023647183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=8187592053023647183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/8187592053023647183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/8187592053023647183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/12/back-from-jakarta-finallyd-not.html' title='i am back'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-1446599847367018024</id><published>2009-12-13T04:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T04:14:56.495-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday; tmr.</title><content type='html'>today my parents and brother and I went to east coast to eat chilli crab( YUM.) in lieu of my wonderful birthday.lol.&lt;br /&gt;don't feel like blogging much abt it, wasn't that exciting. haha. i am just lazy.&lt;br /&gt;OFF TO FACEBOOK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-1446599847367018024?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/1446599847367018024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=1446599847367018024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/1446599847367018024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/1446599847367018024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-birthday-tmr.html' title='happy birthday; tmr.'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-6231575832630351603</id><published>2009-12-11T19:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T19:47:23.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'>beyonce-irreplaceable cover in ENGRISH.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bJLcm0duDac&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bJLcm0duDac&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;"&gt;oh the horrors of engRish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;"&gt;but its really funny, i have been like day dreaming and wondering what it would be like if some korean girl group sang beyonce's Irreplaceable, and today i was surfing the web,and breaking news, girl group After School sang this cover on the radio, OMG OMG HAHA HAHA MY WISH CAME TRUE!!!! anyways, even if you don't like korean groups or whatever, just listen to it, its really ENGRISH. but i love this korean's grp song 'because of you', i play it on my music player, go and hear ((((: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;"&gt;haha i am lammeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-6231575832630351603?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/6231575832630351603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=6231575832630351603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/6231575832630351603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/6231575832630351603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/12/beyonce-irreplaceable-cover-in-engrish.html' title='beyonce-irreplaceable cover in ENGRISH.'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-6391075076426544865</id><published>2009-12-10T22:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T22:16:38.435-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8j4MuKJNP-k&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8j4MuKJNP-k&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;dont ask. its freaking funny.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-6391075076426544865?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/6391075076426544865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=6391075076426544865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/6391075076426544865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/6391075076426544865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/12/dont-ask.html' title=''/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-1644381896465587407</id><published>2009-12-10T22:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T22:10:12.494-08:00</updated><title type='text'>worse news ever!</title><content type='html'>I JUST HEARD THE WORSE NEWS ON  ALLKPOP.COM EVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G-Dragon might be facing controversy charges which may make him unable to produce and sell his music to anyone!!!and if convicted, he faces $200,ooo fine!!!&lt;br /&gt;and if that happens...NO MORE BIG BANG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did not have a nice dream last night, but it was a rather peculiar dream... D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-1644381896465587407?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/1644381896465587407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=1644381896465587407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/1644381896465587407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/1644381896465587407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/12/worse-news-ever.html' title='worse news ever!'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-224912343051420327</id><published>2009-12-10T01:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T01:05:40.672-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pooppppp</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;"&gt;WTF WHY CAN'T I ENTER MY OLD JOINED BLOG WITH EENING?! EENING YOU ARSE D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-224912343051420327?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/224912343051420327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=224912343051420327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/224912343051420327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/224912343051420327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/12/pooppppp.html' title='pooppppp'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-4664689035920847108</id><published>2009-12-10T00:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T00:57:36.644-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;today i woke up at 11.45am in the morning, wtf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;supposed to go jogging with my brother at 7am but then when he tried to wake me up i kicked him and went back to sleep... :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;then as i went back to sleep i dreamt the nicest dream ever! i was like in a naruto movie. but like, just watching from the side lines..in the movie everyone somehow ended up, i can't remember how, we ended up in the hilton hotel?? and then somehow there we had camels, so we had strapped them to bicycle stands, lol. WTFFF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;then suddenly there was this earthquake thing, and then this evil woman and then started fighting.... it seems like a weirdo freak dream but i loved it :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;.... '''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt; no wonder today felt so short. now eening is coming any second, my mum saw her and her mum at bishan junction eight, and she told me eening could almost be skinnier than me. ya as if! :D but i think if i don't excercise anymore i will definetely not get gold for napfa next year D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;and i will be overweight! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-4664689035920847108?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/4664689035920847108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=4664689035920847108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/4664689035920847108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/4664689035920847108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/12/today-i-woke-up-at-11.html' title=''/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-8661119992725675803</id><published>2009-12-09T00:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T00:20:03.592-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my most compatible star sign is LEO and ARIES</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;"&gt;my birthday is only good for one thing, my mum lets me go out.&lt;br /&gt;and she is willing to pay for once.&lt;br /&gt;i must squeeze all the money from my mum the good ol' tight wad.&lt;br /&gt;JK JK.&lt;br /&gt;MONEY IS PRECIOUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;but feel free to spend it on my presents&lt;/s&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;"&gt;haha JK JK again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;"&gt;OMG i am so happy right now (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;"&gt;one of my best compatible star signs in Aries, but thats weird, my mum and brother are both aries... but how come i don't click that well with my brother?? maybe is cos of age. maybe next time when he can actually grow out of his snot-turd stage we will be besties :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333399;"&gt;wtf the opposites i am attracted to is my dad, the taurus??! no wonder they say opposites attract, my dad and i are poles apart but we click :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333399;"&gt;wadevaaaaaaa....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;because of you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i never strayed too far from the sidewalk&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;because of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i only play on the safe side so i don't get hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;because of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i find it hard to trust not only me but everyone around me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;bacause of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i am afraiddd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;because of you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i try my hardest to forget everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;because of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i don't know how to love anyone else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and because of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm ashamed of my life because its empty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;because of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;oh yea, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm afraid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;i don't really know the chorus of kelly clarkson's because of you, i hope its right, lol, so embarassing if it isn't haha.but even if it isn't it still sounds good right? haha.NOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-8661119992725675803?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/8661119992725675803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=8661119992725675803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/8661119992725675803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/8661119992725675803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-most-compatible-star-sign-is-leo-and.html' title='my most compatible star sign is LEO and ARIES'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-3234003193163817170</id><published>2009-12-08T21:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T21:38:12.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;yay(: fairly odd parents theme song((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Timmy is an average kid,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;that no one understands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;mum and dad and Vicky are always giving him commands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;BED,TWERP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;the doom and gloom up in his room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;is broken instantly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;by his magic little fish that grant his every wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;cuz in reality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;they're his&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;odd parents, fairly odd parents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;wands and wings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;floaty crowny things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;odd parents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;fairly odd parents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;really odd,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;pea pod,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;buff pod,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;hot rod&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;obtuse, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;rubber goose,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;green moose,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;guava juice,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;giant snake,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;birthday cake,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;large fries,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;chocolate shake!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;odd parents,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;fairly odd parents,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;it flips your lid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;when you're the kid with fairly odd parents!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;YEAH RIGHT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-8895190859803569443</id><published>2009-12-08T21:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T21:28:11.721-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i have always wondered what the lyrics of the 'Fairly Odd Parents' were. I don't seem to understand some of what they sing in the theme song. but i found out :D here is the spongebob one(((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;are ya ready kids?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;aye aye captain!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;i can't hear you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;AYE AYE CAPTAIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;oooooooooo......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;who lives in a pineapple under the sea?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;spongebob squarepants!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Absorbent and yellow and porous is he!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;spongebob squarenpants!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;if nautical nonsense be somethin' ya wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;spongebob squarepants!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;then drop on the deck and flop like a fish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;spongebob squarepants!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ready? Spongebob squarepants, spongebob squarepants,spongebob squarepants,spongebob squarepaaaaaaaaaants!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;captain: ah ha ha ,ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha,hargh wh..aire ha...arrrighh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;so cute(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-8895190859803569443?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/8895190859803569443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=8895190859803569443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/8895190859803569443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/8895190859803569443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-have-always-wondered-what-lyrics-of.html' title=''/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-1187335882398845377</id><published>2009-12-08T20:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T20:29:39.878-08:00</updated><title type='text'>eeningggg!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330099;"&gt;eening wants me to blog abt her, so here goes.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330099;"&gt;about the one called eening-----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330099;"&gt;eening smells worse than the dog shit in the garden outside my house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330099;"&gt;eening looks like a louse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330099;"&gt;eening annoys me with random posts of hunting the mouse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330099;"&gt;ok at least that rhymed :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330099;"&gt;excited over that freak coming to my house:D she better bring her wii games.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-1187335882398845377?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/1187335882398845377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=1187335882398845377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/1187335882398845377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/1187335882398845377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/12/eeningggg.html' title='eeningggg!'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-5835704989361909999</id><published>2009-12-07T23:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T00:02:05.102-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/Sx4Gj6x7SkI/AAAAAAAAAIc/D4aZN7BYX-A/s1600-h/P081209_13.52.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412771016289765954" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/Sx4Gj6x7SkI/AAAAAAAAAIc/D4aZN7BYX-A/s200/P081209_13.52.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;my milk supply is running lowwwwwwww.... D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;i need my milk, can't believe i finish two litres by myself in one week. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;going to finish alreadyyyyyy, noooo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;the milk poem&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;milk milk oh heavenly mik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;glorious as gold, white as snow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;praise the cow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;from which it came&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;cos without milk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; my height will remain 153 the same!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;okkk....ignore that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/4336108594593304174-5835704989361909999?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/5835704989361909999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=5835704989361909999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/5835704989361909999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/5835704989361909999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-milk-supply-is-running-lowwwwwwww.html' title=''/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/Sx4Gj6x7SkI/AAAAAAAAAIc/D4aZN7BYX-A/s72-c/P081209_13.52.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-3249608658331717383</id><published>2009-12-07T23:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T23:55:11.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wii madness</title><content type='html'>heyy--&lt;br /&gt;me and ryan just played wii for 3 hours without knowing.&lt;br /&gt;i stink like shit now, played dancing, damn funny???!&lt;br /&gt;ryan was such a sore loser as always ^^&lt;br /&gt;played rayman tv party and mario kart. AWESOMENESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/Sx4FaTGYdCI/AAAAAAAAAIE/4WAHpk38YU8/s1600-h/P081209_14.17%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412769751507694626" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/Sx4FaTGYdCI/AAAAAAAAAIE/4WAHpk38YU8/s200/P081209_14.17%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ryan trying to steer his rayman car thingy, FAIL. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/Sx4FbPKUnwI/AAAAAAAAAIU/_XRHRrWGTTM/s1600-h/P081209_14.19.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412769767630348034" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/Sx4FbPKUnwI/AAAAAAAAAIU/_XRHRrWGTTM/s200/P081209_14.19.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; ryan's rayman kart steered into a video game dimension world where it stayed stuck until the game ended....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/Sx4FaBraaJI/AAAAAAAAAH8/qTVhxsp4668/s1600-h/P081209_14.17.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412769746831173778" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/Sx4FaBraaJI/AAAAAAAAAH8/qTVhxsp4668/s200/P081209_14.17.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying desperately and yelling :D funnnnny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/Sx4Fa82X8sI/AAAAAAAAAIM/6WsPkB4ADek/s1600-h/P081209_14.18.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412769762714841794" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/Sx4Fa82X8sI/AAAAAAAAAIM/6WsPkB4ADek/s200/P081209_14.18.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;angry motions. *.*&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/4336108594593304174-3249608658331717383?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/3249608658331717383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=3249608658331717383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/3249608658331717383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/3249608658331717383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/12/wii-madness.html' title='wii madness'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/Sx4FaTGYdCI/AAAAAAAAAIE/4WAHpk38YU8/s72-c/P081209_14.17%5B01%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-3618066068850887804</id><published>2009-12-07T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T21:44:18.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pig swill.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I'm here again:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;oh man i am so bored....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;my brother's friend came over and his friend's sister kept banging the piano, so freaking loud i can't even hear myself think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;not like you can play the piano then don't contribute to noise pollution can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;my aunt came over again, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330099;"&gt;again for no apparent reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330099;"&gt;but then I was reading the newspaper then she don't let me flip the news over the boring economics section cos she wanna read, and then she takes ages to read!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330099;"&gt;now she is borrowing my laptop for the 3rd time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330099;"&gt;in a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330099;"&gt;she keep using a while and then turning it off, then ask me if can borrow again -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330099;"&gt;i guess its not that bad,don't really mind, but hmmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330099;"&gt;why cello got so much hmwk??? i can't cope with all that information, feel like my brain is bursting when i play the cello...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330099;"&gt;anywho, can't wait for next tuesday! cos we all going out for a day of fun((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330099;"&gt;min ting better accept me on facebook quick, cos i wanna see that umglam photo of evan!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-3618066068850887804?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/3618066068850887804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=3618066068850887804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/3618066068850887804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/3618066068850887804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/12/pig-swill.html' title='pig swill.'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-6930535283524000937</id><published>2009-12-07T18:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T18:18:40.534-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ahhhh...hooked.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;i am hooked to the computer now. that is bad.O_O&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhh i am hooked to 'because of you- after school'&lt;br /&gt;you can see why, i come to my blog sometimes just to listen to the song(((:&lt;br /&gt;its the first song playingggg.&lt;br /&gt;ok, what to say?&lt;br /&gt;oh ya today was my fifth attempt to waked up early and go jogging.&lt;br /&gt;and it failed again. noooo worries.&lt;br /&gt;can try again tmr, &lt;s&gt;even though i will probably just wake up,turn off the alarm and continue to snore&lt;/s&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6633ff;"&gt;6 more days to my birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6633ff;"&gt;i don't really care for it suddenly. -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6633ff;"&gt;i just hope min ting, yuting, rachel, evan can go watch movie with me ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6633ff;"&gt;if u guys are reading it now, please make it on december 14 at junction 8!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! please please please please pawn your CCCCCCCCCAAAAAA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6633ff;"&gt;i wanted to ask nicole to come, but she got tuition.its ok for her i guess,cos anytime she can just come my house and hang out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6633ff;"&gt;but i am leaving for 'holiday' on december 16 so i hope they can make it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-6930535283524000937?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/6930535283524000937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-6417753248047017005</id><published>2009-12-06T21:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T21:05:28.359-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yay!</title><content type='html'>this skin rocks,it doesn't give me trouble.yay(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-6417753248047017005?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/6417753248047017005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=6417753248047017005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/6417753248047017005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/6417753248047017005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/12/yay.html' title='yay!'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-7640336290899553403</id><published>2009-12-06T20:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T20:43:07.035-08:00</updated><title type='text'>freak this</title><content type='html'>my chatbox dissapeared.&lt;br /&gt;you know what,instead of going to the trouble, i think i am gonna change a skin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-7640336290899553403?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/7640336290899553403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=7640336290899553403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/7640336290899553403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/7640336290899553403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/12/freak-this.html' title='freak this'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-4986086908717345897</id><published>2009-12-06T20:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T20:31:49.022-08:00</updated><title type='text'>spongebobbbbb</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;so tired now after all the decoding. why can't codes be in a bigger font??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;anyway, yesterday watched spongebob season 1 episodes on spongebob.com! so nice to watch all the old episodes:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;my favourite is the episode where spongebob and patrick have a snowball fight(((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;i kinda get sick of nickelodeon always airing bubble buddy and born again krabs lol. even though its a super nice classic i can almost memorise the lines?! me and my brother once did the entire dialogue of 'bubble buddy episode'! ^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-4986086908717345897?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/4986086908717345897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=4986086908717345897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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A GENIUSSSS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;I JUST EDITED ALL THE FREAKING CODES IN MY HTML SO NOW THERE ARE CREDITS, MUSIC AND A BETTER LAYOUT!!!!! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;OH YES YES YES YES YES YES YES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;there was so much to be done, had to spend one whole hour doing it, now my mind is full of &lt; / div &gt; s' and &lt;&gt; &lt;&gt;s'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;i am typing like that cos blogger dont let me post the actual div and br thingies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-4420588219904444289</id><published>2009-12-06T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T19:24:12.964-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ba ba ba ba ba ba</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I WAS RIGHT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;today i was totally un-focused during lesson,i should have slept earlier poo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;anyway, today i had to take a taxi back from cello teacher's place to my house, had to wait freaking long for a taxi, cross the road to flag a taxi, while holding on to my bulk of a cello! then when i finally got in the taxi, realised the driver was like some...aggresive old man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;got this car in front of him, then it swerved suddenly, the taxi driver got agitated or something, started swearing repeatedly like 'faaaa...rk' over and over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;YESSS Big Bang gonna have a comeback album,yayyyyy(: but like next summer? i don't even know when summer is, singapore is only one weather: hot and wet. summer all year round. but i found out 'summer' passed not long ago, so have to wait uber uber uber uber uber mega uber super duper longggg. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;right now i am waiting for something but i won't say what it is. just play this song, even though it is nothing like what i am waiting for.not waiting for love or whatever. just a email reply.hahaaaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=4420588219904444289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/4420588219904444289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/4420588219904444289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/12/ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba.html' title='ba ba ba ba ba ba'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-1393790132203232638</id><published>2009-12-06T06:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T06:41:32.509-08:00</updated><title type='text'>boo boo boo</title><content type='html'>i am so tireless! -_-&lt;br /&gt;gonna call evan now,hope she picks up even though its like 10.32pm at night.hope she put her phone on silent-_-&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;ok she never answer.&lt;br /&gt;argh,i need someone to talk to, got so many things swirling in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;feel so overwhelmed.&lt;br /&gt;stupid sports car.every night make his/her grand entrance back into my neighbourhood so late at night,that time i was dozing happily on my bed, suddenly got this screeching tyres so damn loud,i thought got accident wtf.he think here is the JB highway or what.grrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;now i am punching my pillow to get rid of my hyper-activity.....pfft.&lt;br /&gt;debating with myself if i should watch tv now.high chance there is MTV boling points now,but i never watch the history channel,discovery or national geo at night in case got some scary things then i get scared. o.o&lt;br /&gt;i have an over-active imagination.&lt;br /&gt;tmr is another day closer to sec 2 and going to the new holding site school.&lt;br /&gt;ARGH ARGH ARGH ARGH ARGH ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;i don't even know what class i will be in yet,will i be with my friends anot??!&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i feel holidays suck more than going to school.&lt;br /&gt;i hope CCA ends forever.&lt;br /&gt;i don't wanna go CCA ughhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;am i the only one who dislikes her CCA? probably not.i know of others.&lt;br /&gt;but still,i wish i could change and stop being so anti over everything.&lt;br /&gt;and why is my post so freaking long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-1854983377472979908</id><published>2009-12-06T05:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T05:31:11.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'>flameee</title><content type='html'>arggh.&lt;br /&gt;why can't my blog show my profile and the credits section?? i have been trying to fix it,but cannot....ugh,gotta change blogskin soon unless i wanna get flameddd for something that i didn't mean to do.ugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-1854983377472979908?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-56517199663139500</id><published>2009-12-06T05:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T05:26:50.099-08:00</updated><title type='text'>today: boring.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;YABAYABAYABAYABA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;today was like ultra mega super extreme over-the-top boringggg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;today i just drifted around the house like some aimless nit. today refused to wake up cos i was in the middle of a super nice dream,(won't tell youuuuu,its super embarrassinggg)i didn't wanna ruin the moment,i refused to wake up,haha, and then my parents and brother went to the market and back,i still didn't wake up, so i scurried up from the bed,and opened the door for them so i don't get a nagging.they saw my cousin at the market today,they came back from japan yesterday,LUCKY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;my other cousin went to taiwan,so i borrowed his wii games and extra wii controller for the week,yay.played mario cart for 3 hours i think.i keep playing the easy ones,what a loser.my brother used donkey kong,and i find that amusing.he looks like donkey kong when he gets angry,hehe.tmr will play rayman(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;tmr got cello early in the morning,and i only practice for like, 2 days, one hour each? i am gonna die tmr,wahhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;want to post pictures but didn't take any.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-56517199663139500?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/56517199663139500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=56517199663139500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/56517199663139500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/56517199663139500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/12/today-boring.html' title='today: boring.'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-7364783920539712815</id><published>2009-12-05T08:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T08:17:37.158-08:00</updated><title type='text'>something's fishyyy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/SxqHG9EEPaI/AAAAAAAAAHo/St50C3T7DFA/s1600-h/P051209_23.57%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411786455779655074" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/SxqHG9EEPaI/AAAAAAAAAHo/St50C3T7DFA/s320/P051209_23.57%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/SxqHGiQjEqI/AAAAAAAAAHg/8uFwScmGB4I/s1600-h/P051209_23.57.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411786448584250018" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/SxqHGiQjEqI/AAAAAAAAAHg/8uFwScmGB4I/s320/P051209_23.57.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/SxqHGTGKZGI/AAAAAAAAAHY/M5BTElTwjqg/s1600-h/P051209_23.56.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411786444514157666" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/SxqHGTGKZGI/AAAAAAAAAHY/M5BTElTwjqg/s320/P051209_23.56.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/SxqHGBkEkMI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/BAxi9K3vz-I/s1600-h/P051209_23.55.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411786439807766722" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/SxqHGBkEkMI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/BAxi9K3vz-I/s320/P051209_23.55.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/SxqHFnVGXMI/AAAAAAAAAHI/T5dNrvYrUxQ/s1600-h/P021209_15.18.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411786432765648066" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/SxqHFnVGXMI/AAAAAAAAAHI/T5dNrvYrUxQ/s320/P021209_15.18.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to post one of ryan raising an umbrella ready to hit me,but better not,he might just gain access to my laptop and crash something cos i don't lock my laptop.ugh.but the picture is priceless man!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;off to brush my teeth.12.17am in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/SxqHG9EEPaI/AAAAAAAAAHo/St50C3T7DFA/s72-c/P051209_23.57%5B01%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-2642065975075998440</id><published>2009-12-05T07:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T08:13:33.602-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new beginning(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330099;"&gt;hey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;ok just changed the blogskin.now trying to desperately revive this blog.i know that blogs aren't all abt letting ppl see it and read about your sad life,but yeah if no one comes to read my blog,its like,talking to a wall.whatever:D occasionally ppl like nicole will come to see if my blog is still dead and then they see its not! if i manage to keep this up,that is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;why are the holidays ending faster than the battery life on my laptop.very soon will be going on holiday, which over there i will be going on a clothes spree,which i think won't help my sad plight of not liking to buy clothes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;right now my laptop is on my tummy and the vibrations of me tapping the keyboars is unsettling my tummy and now i feel all hungry.random.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;my ipod has some serious problems,cannot sync the songs from my itunes to my ipod.just now went to sim lim square to find my mum a new laptop,so she can have a back up for her accounting stuff,then saw the latest version of ipod nano and fell in love with it.it had video recorder,voice recorder,cool fitness equipment and the FM radio they should have installed long ago!this new ipod nano is probably old news.wanted to trade in my old ipod and get a new one but my ipod only fetched a pathetic 38 dollars,my mum's old version of ipod nano at least got 80 dollars,so ashamed,the mother got better ipod than the daughter,haha,weird.my mum got this transmitter thing that lets her make use of radio to put her ipod song on speaker mode,and she keep singing her weird songs in the car,makes me crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;gtg now,will blog again soon. HOPEFULLY. going to post some photos to kill time.took these in the middle of the night.(my brother's watch always ring at 12am midnight,so i know.lol.)but i gotta post in different post cos now it looks warped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;PS learnt a valuable lesson today,never write before youi post pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-2642065975075998440?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/2642065975075998440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=2642065975075998440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/2642065975075998440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/2642065975075998440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-beginning.html' title='new beginning(:'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-9217579748298146522</id><published>2009-10-28T05:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T06:25:11.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>malay village till 2nd last day of school...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/SuhE86HLUVI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Ji50szLXmDM/s1600-h/P281009_18.34%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397639966585737554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/SuhE86HLUVI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Ji50szLXmDM/s320/P281009_18.34%5B02%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/SuhE8sChzmI/AAAAAAAAAFo/nZc8e93lwRA/s1600-h/P281009_18.34%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397639962808143458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/SuhE8sChzmI/AAAAAAAAAFo/nZc8e93lwRA/s320/P281009_18.34%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/SuhCl63QkUI/AAAAAAAAAFg/PBKHrMtYPhU/s1600-h/P281009_12.20%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397637372627161410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/SuhCl63QkUI/AAAAAAAAAFg/PBKHrMtYPhU/s320/P281009_12.20%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/SuhClqfzRJI/AAAAAAAAAFY/10uodI8K8FI/s1600-h/P281009_12.16.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397637368233804946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/SuhClqfzRJI/AAAAAAAAAFY/10uodI8K8FI/s320/P281009_12.16.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/SuhClfk1S3I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/pL8EgoI9-Mk/s1600-h/P28-10-09_14.01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397637365302119282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/SuhClfk1S3I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/pL8EgoI9-Mk/s320/P28-10-09_14.01.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/SuhCk7Fz7cI/AAAAAAAAAFI/QYQJfTQVMQo/s1600-h/DSC02353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397637355508329922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/SuhCk7Fz7cI/AAAAAAAAAFI/QYQJfTQVMQo/s320/DSC02353.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397637350314223554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/SuhCknvcJ8I/AAAAAAAAAFA/62Wys8FPJRA/s320/DSC02332.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;malay village was ok...i only liked the bus ride....lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i didnt really understand anything.i liked to eat with my hands though(: i find the food tastes better using hands.haha.or maybe just cos i am hungry -_-&lt;br /&gt;playbuilding on friday. watched the drama plays. could not really hear anything though, the mikes were so soft. but i cheered like nuts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sun yat sen villa was OK.... but the pictures were so scary. got the foot binding pictures and this pictures where the terrorist guy had this bomb that exploded on himself.the intestines were everywhere.and got ppl beheaded pictures!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ancient civillisation museum was quite nice! wahlao.&lt;br /&gt;now then the teachers tell us we got free one year pass.hmph.today last day of skating lesson.wah wah wah.but then got take pictures with the coaches.haha.some pics of the last few days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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/4336108594593304174-9217579748298146522?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/9217579748298146522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=9217579748298146522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/9217579748298146522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/9217579748298146522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/10/malay-village-till-2nd-last-day-of.html' title='malay village till 2nd last day of school...'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/SuhE86HLUVI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Ji50szLXmDM/s72-c/P281009_18.34%5B02%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-8298725685725160455</id><published>2009-10-21T01:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T01:41:41.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>enrichment, day 2 and 3</title><content type='html'>last friday was sports carnival(:&lt;br /&gt;one unity fighting :D (enqi's comment)&lt;br /&gt;i am using enqi's laptop to blog now.cos i am now lazing on her bed.^^&lt;br /&gt;i got tanned even more. so sad, i am so dark already still have to be even darker.... -_-&lt;br /&gt;at least we got into semi-finals! but we lost to faith! no matter. karyee is so tall O.O&lt;br /&gt;then went watch a movie with min ting, yuting, evangeline, and rachel( the recently turned 13 girl(: )&lt;br /&gt;i watched IMAGINE THAT! a Will Smith movie.its so cuute^^ but i didnt really get the fantasy stuff.&lt;br /&gt;then today was Sec One Reflection. i thought it was going to be boring. but i was way WRONG.WRONG WRONG.this team came and we went all crazy,played many different role playing stuff.and then this guy Damien got 'married' with Amanda.&lt;br /&gt;then the reflection part was so sad, lots of people cried! i almost cried man.ok got a bit tears, but i was just snivelling.(how to spell.) jiayi cried then she said her eyes were sweating.right...-_-i hugged almost everyone,and yes, even huiyi ok.she is quite nice actuallyO.O&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for reflection next year(:&lt;br /&gt;tmr is malay village(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-8828764549834453131</id><published>2009-10-15T02:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T02:49:58.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>enrichment, day one</title><content type='html'>i don't think anybody ever reads my blog now!&lt;br /&gt;cos i have not posted in ages, will not be surprised if cobwebs gather.&lt;br /&gt;just read susana's blog, pity her man! why her auntie, uncle and cousins so bad one, cannot even celerbrate with her!!! so i think i must get her like a super nice cake and present! ok me and evan already got the present but i starting to think its not enough. aiyah should have gone with my mum to popular just now so can get her another gift. but i wanted to stay at home to secretly watch naruto! (:&lt;br /&gt;today was first day of enrichment! omg skating was so fun!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;these really big shot ppl came to coach us,they like all the world champions in skating and they can skate freaking cool man!!&lt;br /&gt;then obviously i will go to the beginner cos i cant skate for nuts. but then the trainer called ken ask me if i fake dunno how to skate.so paiseh man,first time anyone ever ask me that lor.i rarely get praised,better keep this incident in my mind forever! ((((:&lt;br /&gt;then got this guy,dunno how to spell his name, something like 'rowing' one, he also like damn cool, but like abit flirt man.haha.he can skate damn good, all of us were like 'wah!' he look abit like Key from SHINee,but on closer inspection, not so much similarity.then actually he wanted to skate to the canteen, but the security guard was like damn fierce,dont let him go,say later he spoil the track.then damn funny, the skating guy keep saying only going on pavement,then the guard still dont allow! in the end he never went to the canteen.lol.the security guard maybe jealous, anyone can see that wheels wont spoil the track...its not like we are wearing gear for ice-skating....&lt;br /&gt;next we had 45 minute recess,but turned out to be only 15 minutes,cos the skating gear so hard to take out!!!&lt;br /&gt;then got financial literacy...&lt;br /&gt;one word.&lt;br /&gt;BORING.&lt;br /&gt;i rather skate all day and become even more tanned then go to financial literacy!&lt;br /&gt;cant believe they keep talking abt money money money and banking.i think a certain P_ t_ r  T_y should go cos he loves money so much-_-&lt;br /&gt;thats it for enrichment,day one(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-8828764549834453131?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/8828764549834453131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=8828764549834453131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/8828764549834453131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/8828764549834453131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/10/enrichment-day-one.html' title='enrichment, day one'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-5101003245256775988</id><published>2009-09-27T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T00:05:21.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>(: reviving the blog!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;hello everybody, trying to revive my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;nothing to write about now, except enqi is at my house now, and we are supposed to like study,but at least we finished homework!!! geog,geog oh geog, i have to mug geog later!):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;geography is my all time most hated subject.i always study the hardest for it and i get so low!!!!sickening.roar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;maybe i will post pics of my new house on this blog.but i am so lazy....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-5101003245256775988?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/5101003245256775988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=5101003245256775988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/5101003245256775988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/5101003245256775988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/09/reviving-blog.html' title='(: reviving the blog!'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-8492878941976975399</id><published>2009-09-19T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T10:30:28.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blog is revived!</title><content type='html'>my blog has to be revived(:&lt;br /&gt;ok gonna move house soon, like a few days later((((:&lt;br /&gt;so excited,but i will miss my old house.sure the first few weeks can't sleep well lor.&lt;br /&gt;haiz my cello best can fix two weeks later,so xian.&lt;br /&gt;nowadays me and susana keep taking the 6.20am bus from YCK so can see angmoh boy.actually cos susana wanna see,i go to see the innocent boy only. ^^ i think ang moh boy look like justin bieber thats why she wanna see,haha.&lt;br /&gt;its 1.26am in the morning, just finish watching naruto new episodes,it was so sadddddd!!!!i scared the series gonna end soon cos almost all the chapters are finishing!!!!! ahhhh!!!! my worst fear):&lt;br /&gt;today went to celebrate Sam's birthday((: so lame lor,everyone went upstairs to play,but me and sam just bashed the balloons up and down the stairs.....lamos.&lt;br /&gt;but i used this plastic rod thingy to bash,like practice for softball like dat...then after that watched the History channel whole day, like a couch potato...&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for morning to come!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ok i am gonna read enid blyton books now,i am so freaking bored!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-8492878941976975399?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/8492878941976975399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=8492878941976975399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/8492878941976975399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/8492878941976975399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-blog-has-to-be-revived-ok-gonna-move.html' title='blog is revived!'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-5073253020944033366</id><published>2009-08-28T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T07:26:22.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>boring~</title><content type='html'>heyyys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so boring mans.&lt;br /&gt;now having a conversation with claudia and eening.&lt;br /&gt;today my cello got banged):&lt;br /&gt;never mind. just a crack. JUST.&lt;br /&gt;i changed phone today! not really change, i just use my previous LG Viewty, but its irritating to use.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-5073253020944033366?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/5073253020944033366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=5073253020944033366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/5073253020944033366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/5073253020944033366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/08/boring.html' title='boring~'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-2854016637579862924</id><published>2009-08-26T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T07:51:41.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>password!</title><content type='html'>i finally remembered my password!&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to say except i totally flunked term 3(: ok i didnt flunk term 3, i just flunked math.i blame my fever(: hehe.pushing the responsibitlity!!!! &lt;br /&gt;_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ was damn mean to ashley lately. sucker lah she. biased to _ _ _! ok i know there's alot of blanks.&lt;br /&gt;yay yay yay yay! claudia's coming to st nicks next monday for visit! shu ning,denise and nanyang pals coming tmr!!! but i not staying back O.O the raffles gang too lazy to come -_-&lt;br /&gt;me and claudia gonna have a food fest(: blue bowl, orange bowl, auntie meow lang, auntie jenny(:&lt;br /&gt;susana never come school almost whole week liao! she got fever....get well soon susana! miss u on the MRT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so damned hungry. but now everytime i eat my stomach feels very uncomfortable...sigh.&lt;br /&gt;crap,i'm starving....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shaomin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-2854016637579862924?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/2854016637579862924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=2854016637579862924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/2854016637579862924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/2854016637579862924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/08/password.html' title='password!'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-2554892956633694559</id><published>2009-08-09T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T20:38:05.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what should I eat?</title><content type='html'>today should be a relatively good day, cos the only worry is on what to eat. should I go my aunt's house to enjoy nice steaming beef rice (oh delicious) or go to my cousins's house,where they are having a 'last barbeque' cos they are moving house. beef rice sounds better, but i dont wanna miss out on the barbeque.oh man, i feel like going both places!! if i go to my aunt's house can enjoy the super expensive bed that is damn shiok! somemore can watch tv in bed...ah....but then the stupid children in the house will disturb me by playing pokemon while i watching singapore idol yesterday! it was damn funny. got so many lousy ones.&lt;br /&gt;gtg, claudia types damn fast today in msn.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-2554892956633694559?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/2554892956633694559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=2554892956633694559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/2554892956633694559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/2554892956633694559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-should-i-eat.html' title='what should I eat?'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-8256404040455196942</id><published>2009-08-08T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T21:18:00.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>national day!</title><content type='html'>here are some pics from national day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/Sn5Ms4vITSI/AAAAAAAAADY/4bm4OOsqpo8/s1600-h/DSC02628.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sj="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/Sn5Ms4vITSI/AAAAAAAAADY/4bm4OOsqpo8/s320/DSC02628.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;jia yi,me,susana and evan^^ its a side shot so jiayi's head is the biggest! (((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/Sn5MuvmJYvI/AAAAAAAAADg/zGWKMEVI6EU/s1600-h/DSC02629.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sj="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/Sn5MuvmJYvI/AAAAAAAAADg/zGWKMEVI6EU/s320/DSC02629.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;us again! susana not in red and white!! XD LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/Sn5M0lzmqeI/AAAAAAAAADo/CgErL2v7Kbk/s1600-h/DSC07337.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sj="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/Sn5M0lzmqeI/AAAAAAAAADo/CgErL2v7Kbk/s320/DSC07337.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;we are holding the flags...evan looks like she wanna kill somebody.no lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/Sn5M6SIQkII/AAAAAAAAADw/-ZSBwNgyJ5Y/s1600-h/DSC07339.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sj="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/Sn5M6SIQkII/AAAAAAAAADw/-ZSBwNgyJ5Y/s320/DSC07339.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;waving the flag and singing songs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/Sn5M993OssI/AAAAAAAAAD4/6W9AURwQgq8/s1600-h/DSC07335.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sj="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/Sn5M993OssI/AAAAAAAAAD4/6W9AURwQgq8/s320/DSC07335.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;freestyle everybody! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;ok i got alot more pics but i lazy to upload!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-8256404040455196942?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/8256404040455196942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=8256404040455196942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/8256404040455196942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/8256404040455196942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/08/national-day.html' title='national day!'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/Sn5Ms4vITSI/AAAAAAAAADY/4bm4OOsqpo8/s72-c/DSC02628.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-3815520821499994352</id><published>2009-08-08T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T21:11:58.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>things at the bazaar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;cotton candy and popcorn!i realised my calendar at the background really goes with the food(:&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/Sn5J-JYXvdI/AAAAAAAAAC4/nNVUJyWnJCQ/s1600-h/DSC02654.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sj="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/Sn5J-JYXvdI/AAAAAAAAAC4/nNVUJyWnJCQ/s320/DSC02654.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/Sn5KFnozuaI/AAAAAAAAADA/AG-CBVLiawo/s1600-h/DSC02661.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sj="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/Sn5KFnozuaI/AAAAAAAAADA/AG-CBVLiawo/s320/DSC02661.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i bought all these stickers to paste at the back of EZ-link cards(: i am giving away the Ben 10 one though.for some of my childish boy cousins.some naruto ones are my brother's.mr noisy is mine(: ok this is lame.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-3815520821499994352?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/3815520821499994352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=3815520821499994352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/3815520821499994352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/3815520821499994352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/08/candy-and-popcorni-realised-my-calendar.html' title='things at the bazaar'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/Sn5J-JYXvdI/AAAAAAAAAC4/nNVUJyWnJCQ/s72-c/DSC02654.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-5776173257483915288</id><published>2009-08-08T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T20:55:15.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>da bazaar!</title><content type='html'>ok now blogger is even worse than usual.thats a huge bummer, as yesterday it was still alright.anyways, this morning i went down to my condo's annual bazaar,which is something like a carnival,where the residents can put up stalls and sell stuff, and there are games and free flows of popcorn and cotton candy...yum.anyway,i set up stall last year selling food(duh), and well,i dont exactly like the idea of standing there yelling and sweating.so today i just walked around with my brother and bought stuff!&lt;br /&gt;since i have to finish my chemistry coursework,i decided to do it easy and just use some easy elements like helium,so i have to take pictures with a blooming balloon.i made ryan go and get me some abandoned balloon on the floor of the carnival,cos i dont wanna look like some pathetic second-hand balloon stealer.ok so now that part of the project is done.next, i have to take pictures with some indian bangles,so i went to the stall and pretended to look interested,snapped some pictures and made off.i just hope the bangles were made out of gold.&lt;br /&gt;for the part to take with a swimming pool,i have to wait till the bazaar is over,then sneak down and snap a quick picture and RUN.i cannot risk for the uber irritating neighbour THE SLY GINGER (the only person who knows who the hell sly ginger is,is eening) to see me photo whoring next to a pool.&lt;br /&gt;i saw sly ginger today though,he was yelling like a zebra then when he saw me looking at him in a funny way he looked damn embarrassed! haha.saw him at my bro's tuition too.he was going thru the door, then he said 'finally the door can open today!' i think if he read the 'push' sign,the door could open any day.stupid boy.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday my grandma's maid creeped me out.like seriously.she got a new phone then she asked me to send her some english songs,then she lend me her phone,got a picture of her photo whoring on the front,i tried not to laugh.hehe.then i sent her lots of stuff.afterwards she ask me to see a video, she say very funny,her friend sent her,i agreed,then she let me watch this video, it was sick.something about snow white and the seven dwarfs,but snow white was like naked? lucky it was a cartoon.ok then the dwarfs were like raping snow white.and it was in hokkien.ok i ran into the toilet after i watched like 10 seconds of it,it was so sick ok.the maid has issues.then after i came out,she asked me if i believed in destiny.i was like,'um,i dont know'.&lt;br /&gt;i hope something gets done about this.O.O&lt;br /&gt;ok i got to use another post now,this is getting really long and nonsensical.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-5776173257483915288?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/5776173257483915288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=5776173257483915288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;so i had to use eening's method, i am glad it worked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;today i am ultra-pissed.more pissed than i ever have been in the entire month. and&amp;nbsp;this month was really some rollercoaster ride i tell you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;i hate getting sick.ruins my entire schedule! now everything is a mess and i left to pick up the pieces i dropped while lounging at home being sick like a dog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;i lost&amp;nbsp; my science coursework paper and my ting xie list! SO IRRITATING. this may sound small-scale but i get really narked up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;and i forgot to bring my geography textbook home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;today we celebrated national day early at st nicks. good cos only need to go school 3 hours,bad cos i could not sing, my voice is still like a dying horse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;i wanted to sing this song like really loudly today ohkay.damn it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/V07xhLbUzt8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/V07xhLbUzt8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;i watched this music video like 5 times in the doctor's office liao.memorised already...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;i am gonna say the pledge at 8.22pm on sunday! do it with me people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;(i think i scared evan today cos i was yelling about not having peace thru the phone when i called her to ask about coursework.haha, evan sounded worried,even offered to help me copy down notes.i should do this more often.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-6793243537830052816?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/6793243537830052816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=6793243537830052816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/6793243537830052816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/6793243537830052816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-am-so-pissed.html' title='i am so pissed!'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-8116820895151142348</id><published>2009-07-29T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T19:17:47.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the blogger fonts are back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yay blogger is fixed! just like how my temperature is getting fixed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i think can go school tmr,temperature almost all subsided.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but yesterday it shot up to 39.3 degrees,so scary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i hope mr sam don't go and void my d and t sketch man....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;after i spent 15 minutes on it! lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i should be blogging more but i am home-bound with nothing to do so its boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i miss school!!!!!!!!!! D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i hate staying at home,so damn boring,and i am not even allowed to raid the fridge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;thanks  evan,for helping to collect my homework((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;thanks to nicole,susana and etc that gave me support, i was really cooped up at home,thanks you guys(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;these fews days i have been practising piano,memorising marriage d'amour and transposing it.(see i am so bored)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and i also now starting to learn 'again and again' by 2PM on the piano,cos it looks easy enough for a patient that is as weak as a sick dog.lol....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;now i am eating 4 kinds of yucky medicine every 3 hours. blech.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-8116820895151142348?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/8116820895151142348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=8116820895151142348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/8116820895151142348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/8116820895151142348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/07/blogger-fonts-are-back.html' title='the blogger fonts are back!'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-8338181535179667212</id><published>2009-07-28T01:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T01:17:28.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blogger posts are fixed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;i love eening.thanks for the help with the posting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;anyways today I get to pon school.got smeller fever.(: but i dont really like pon-ning school. makes me uneasy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;this is a seriously short post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-8338181535179667212?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/8338181535179667212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=8338181535179667212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/8338181535179667212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/8338181535179667212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/07/blogger-posts-are-fixed.html' title='blogger posts are fixed'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-8663197874283144671</id><published>2009-07-27T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T06:51:06.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fevers suck.</title><content type='html'>i am sickkkk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yuck i got a fever! must be my brother spread to me one.his temperature above 39 degrees leh.later kena brain damage.touch wood.&lt;br /&gt;just completed my bridge design!!! i am so proud of it.it looks 3D enough but it is like really messy.&lt;br /&gt;i not gonna watch naruto today.....must sleep early.sob.&lt;br /&gt;omg the designer already did the new house design!! its so niceeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;but my room looks ugleeeeehhhh.i think. cos its not purple.&lt;br /&gt;but my brother's room have naruto wallpaper,and it actually looks kinda cool.he also has an elevated platform.damm it.i can't even have a nice comfortable swivel-rocking-escalating chair.i wanted the one that feels like you're sitting in a first class airline seat!!! but my mum says too bulky.so now i think i have to stick to a stuuupid crampy chair.&lt;br /&gt;at least the kitchen is nice.there's a biggg fridge.yummmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have taken my temperature like 6 times already!! and i ate 2 panadols,but my temperature is still friggin high.it almost 39 degrees....at least i have reason to fail math!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-8663197874283144671?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/8663197874283144671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=8663197874283144671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/8663197874283144671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/8663197874283144671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/07/fevers-suck.html' title='fevers suck.'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-5650272187102495433</id><published>2009-07-25T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T07:05:06.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the past</title><content type='html'>why eening???! why you change to livejournal??i can't navigate aroundddd...&lt;br /&gt;call me stupid but i can't find eening's links.or did she just dont want to put them.eening seems even more depressed lately.wished there was some way to help but i better not make things worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways today i felt like slapping people.&lt;br /&gt;my mum is so biased ok. to my brother everything is fine.&lt;br /&gt;last week i ran a freaking high fever and she didnt even flinch,she just said that i ate too many chocolates(which i didnt even touch for a week or so).&lt;br /&gt;then my brother gets a fever then she is running all over the place getting a doctor,spending hundreds on vitamins.&lt;br /&gt;and my brother keeps exagerating his condition.walking around pretending to be weak ad 'huffing and puffing'.&lt;br /&gt;attention grabber.&lt;br /&gt;at causeway point today i saw this man and woman in the car park.quite young,and i think the man's father was following them.the man's father was old,and could barely open the door,but the man and woman just kept groping each other and cuddling,made me sick.they didnt even care abt the old man?? the old man was trying to get around on a grimy old umbrella but they did not even care if he fell.the man didnt help him up the stairs but only cared abt how his bitch girlfriend was doing,getting up a few damn stairs.&lt;br /&gt;they went to the doctor,i thought they were gonna let the old man see the doctor,but it was for the bitch.they made the old man go and do the arrangements,then they went to grab seats and the poor old man had to stand.&lt;br /&gt;how can people be so inconsiderate these days.have they any heart? have they forgotten about what their parents helped them with? seeing this on tv is one thing,but seeing this is real life? this shows how lousy some ppl can get.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-5650272187102495433?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/5650272187102495433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=5650272187102495433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/5650272187102495433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/5650272187102495433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/07/why-eening-why-you-change-to.html' title='the past'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-4576865268828596265</id><published>2009-07-24T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T07:33:15.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wish you could see this</title><content type='html'>i have officially started writing a lamo story(:&lt;br /&gt;its gonna be about me&lt;br /&gt;but using a different name&lt;br /&gt;cos when i am rich and famous this story is gonna be pretty embarrasing.&lt;br /&gt;anthea's dad bought her a 80 freaking GB ipod??!!! its like 20 times more than my ipod GB.&lt;br /&gt;but i dont think its dat good cos i can't accumulate so many songs.&lt;br /&gt;and anthea only has 20 so far.haha.(:&lt;br /&gt;anthea is so adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today me and nethania(how to spell,evan???) talked about evan in the library and gossiped about her bad points.evan's cheeks were a constant red and sometimes she bursts out having a fit.&lt;br /&gt;then the fat librian will come and give us the pink paper with the warning sign.&lt;br /&gt;i think we got 10 of those already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dont understand how some people actually like it.because i don't at all and how we feel about it is so different.&lt;br /&gt;which is why i wanna look for a change of scenery.well,at least they are happy with what they have.because i know i will never be happy with it,and don't intend to.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-4576865268828596265?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/4576865268828596265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=4576865268828596265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/4576865268828596265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/4576865268828596265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/07/wish-you-could-see-this.html' title='wish you could see this'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-9145620354562462473</id><published>2009-07-24T07:02:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T07:14:17.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i love food.</title><content type='html'>what the hell is my freakin blog's problem.sighs.i hope it will go back to normal.the blog page is all funny looking.&lt;br /&gt;i have an obession with korean songs lately.&lt;br /&gt;almost every track in my ipod is korean.&lt;br /&gt;the good thing about korean songs is that cos you don't understand it so you wont get sick of it.&lt;br /&gt;its catchy too(:&lt;br /&gt;i just found this cool pack of mints.&lt;br /&gt;ALTOIDS MINTS&lt;br /&gt;curiously strong mints&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i realised that me and eening's old OG tuition the Nitwit and eening used to called me MINT.&lt;br /&gt;vija does it too sometimes but she doesnt dare say it twice.&lt;br /&gt;i remember she used to stink.&lt;br /&gt;maybe she needs some mints.&lt;br /&gt;but she was quite an ok girl,just that she wouldn't stand up to the nit.&lt;br /&gt;eeks the curiously strong mints are smokin.&lt;br /&gt;haha my brother is a dead shit now.&lt;br /&gt;he stole my burglar alarm and now its ringing non-stop.too bad for him! i warned him so many friggin times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-9145620354562462473?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/9145620354562462473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=9145620354562462473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/9145620354562462473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/9145620354562462473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-love-food.html' title='i love food.'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-2800856768159613413</id><published>2009-07-24T07:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T07:02:19.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i love foo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-2800856768159613413?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/2800856768159613413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=2800856768159613413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/2800856768159613413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/2800856768159613413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-love-foo.html' title='i love foo.'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-566905989027931043</id><published>2009-07-13T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T06:19:23.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pink toenails</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;heyssssss....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i have just painted my toenails pink! using the paul and joe nail polish my aunt gave me last christmas which hasnt even been touched(: until now.and i really suck at painting nails... even though the colour looks normal pink from the outside of the bottle,its actually very light and faded): but i like the bottle design^^ i still don't know why i did this tiny act of vanity,maybe just for fun(: its quite ok lah,but i hate waiting for it to dry.delayed my bath time by 20 minutes! cos i also kept repainting....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;eek i hope i didnt ruin the polish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;ok evan wanted me to blog about her trauma during mrs seah lesson now O.O today mrs seah was really hot tempered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;today we had this transfer student coming for two months(: i like her accent.she is half middle east and chinese i think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i am gonna lend evan my library book 'the wrong boy'.i cried reading it! i have a soft spot for sad stories(: and a weak spot for horror(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i cant believe nicole still having nightmares abt ganush and drag me to hell(: jiayous nicole,continue to fight the lama(is it lama?) in your dreams!!!!^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;speaking of nicole,i can't believe she is gonna give me the BOF soundtrack collectibles(: yayayayayayay!!!^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i really like jing mei's magazines! but so ex!and i am very poor so i have to borrow from her(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;today got science back(: didnt do too badly luckily(: but i was honest and went to minus one mark.so now got 23 over 40....-_-sighs. why does jia ii have to top the class in everything????ahhhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;just now i was watching spongebob and chewing gum,after a while the gum got soggy then i just took it out....and fell asleep.so the gum was stuck on my hand and got all mushy....i must stop the acts of total grossness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;today dont have zhao lao shi's lesson then me and nicole didnt know so we stayed in the MEP room having live performances with the cello^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i am having headaches at night and in the morning,maybe due to over usage of ipod!!! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;now i am gonna post 'yearning heart' by AST'1 for jiayi to hear(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;ashiwoon maeumingeol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jFxBaEC6k-E&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jFxBaEC6k-E&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" 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href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/07/pink-toenails.html' title='pink toenails'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-1440072375224504210</id><published>2009-07-12T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T01:26:07.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shrimp pasta</title><content type='html'>yucks my cousins have come over.&lt;br /&gt;now they are going over to the park, i am not gonna follow them.&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe they used my laptop to surf porn ahhhh&lt;br /&gt;JUST JOKING. if they surf porn i'll gorge their eyes out.&lt;br /&gt;they went to check their email,and one of the arses forgot to sign out from the email!&lt;br /&gt;now i am sending all sorts of chain mail to me^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yucks my mum is gonna cook dinner!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;run for cover,today she is making shrimp pasta.yuckkkkkkkk.i have not even started revising math,sighs.i can't even watch naruto!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-1440072375224504210?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/1440072375224504210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=1440072375224504210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/1440072375224504210'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;yay feeling much better cos i have not only successfully sync the ipod songs but i even got the album art(: remind me to use mediafire more^^ LOL.&lt;br /&gt;i like the album art so much, ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was planning to go cut my fringe this weekend but then sudddenly i don't feel like already):&lt;br /&gt;so i put it off to next week.&lt;br /&gt;so to avoid getting scolded during surprise spot-checks or something i have retardedly flipped my fringe to one side so it looks mis-porportioned&lt;--is there even such word.&lt;br /&gt;but i won't plan to grow it long and let it flop to one side like ryna's cos i won't look as niceO.O&lt;br /&gt;so it will be inevitable for me to cut it):&lt;br /&gt;i hope my mum doesn't bring me to the stupid salon opposite where there is this deaf woman who can't tell the difference between 1cm and 10cm-_- a long time ago she cut almost my whole fringe off after i took a few years to grow it. if she can't make out what 2cm looks like i am sure she can make out what a hammer looks like and me holding it over her head.&lt;br /&gt;oh cow i am starving now cos ryan lim has gotten macdonalds and i got stupid fish noodles that has a funny coloured soup.eeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-2091194116769336553?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/2091194116769336553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=2091194116769336553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/2091194116769336553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/2091194116769336553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/07/today-is-worse-day.html' title='today is a worse day.'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-3101864481855359248</id><published>2009-07-11T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T00:47:10.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>drag me to hell</title><content type='html'>eeks just now i visited yuting's blog where she put this big picture of drag me to hell on the page.the show wasn't that bad,but the sound effects were creepy.&lt;br /&gt;we got the couple seats,three sets,i sat with nicole cos she saw the movie before and know where the creepy parts are and can inform me ^^ anyways i was like 'is it coming is it coming is it coming' then she was like 'after this part' then i tell min ting and yuting then they start hiding behind the jackets.evan was unfortunately not informed and kena all the scary parts.&lt;br /&gt;but it was good cos i only got mightmares for one day.^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope S.O dont choose to play canon in d for the farewell party.i seriously suck at that,i dont want to embarrass everyone): why can't we just sing like the original plan???!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am getting sick of my blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;and some very strange incidents have been happening lately.all very suspicious):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised there was a draft in my phone about some thing that happened in malaysia during chinese new year that was actually hilarious.&lt;br /&gt; the story is like that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and my cousin anne were like fooling around in the restarurant playing with phones when i saw this funny looking guy that kept looking at the table.i was like 'is that a man or woman' just for fun then anne said 'woman lah' at this point i was confused cos that guy looks a lot like a man to me then we started arguing about his gender.then anne saw him go outside then she ran out.when she came back she told me she asked if he got his menses yet and he said yes.what the ****??!?? is that man for real??&lt;br /&gt;when we were walking out of the restaurant she asked again 'you have your menses yet' then heard him say 'sorry i dont know what is menses.' then he smiled and walked away.retarded.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-3101864481855359248?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-4341364007976382718</id><published>2009-07-04T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T21:24:15.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bored to tears</title><content type='html'>thank you abi toh help me print the d and t worksheet tyvm^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i managed to watch boys over flowers on my aunt's bed.but i didn't feel good cos the bed was 15000 dollars and i was drinking milo.i scared the milo drop on the bed and i will die a death.my mum will kill me.but my aunt said if i spoil the bed better then can use the warranty get a even better one(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then me and evan were sms-ing about the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evan: i am watching bof now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: me too i very scared of the bed.15000 dollars.my mum will never buy one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evan:woah so ex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: ji hooooooooo hoot hooot hoot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evan: ahh.ji hoo.the phone call so funny.ju jun biao so exaggerating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: he very funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evan:so stupid(: that ju jun biao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: ji hoo somehow reminds me of a koala(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evan:yah but koala is cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: especially appealing to our evan here....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evan: LOL.hey the height contrast between jan di and jun biao so huge.make me think of felicia and mrs seah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so on and so forth. we were chatting for the entire one and half hour of the show.ok only one hour cos evan sms-ed me after half and hour of the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope she won't kill me for posting part of the convo. there are many funny parts in the convo lah(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-2718621240246571040</id><published>2009-07-01T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T01:30:54.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a day in history</title><content type='html'>yesterday we had history lesson that was really cool.&lt;br /&gt;mr tan was talking about all the religion then we all were like listening closely.&lt;br /&gt;then mr tan showed us a pic of this guy with lots of needles sticking in him and he was carrying an altar with flowers drapped around him.nicole called him a flowering cow.&lt;br /&gt;i think we might have upset alot of deities in that one hour):&lt;br /&gt;mr tan then started talking abt death i dunno how he got started then he gave us this question 'can you gaurantee you can live until tomorrow?' then all of us went quiet and then we looked at each other and were all deep in our thinking,then suddenly mr tan banged the table really loud and gave me a heart attack.then he kept saying touchwood. oh yah and he jumped around and made evan shout.-_-&lt;br /&gt;after school that day me,nicole,evan,yuting,rachel and min ting went to the mcdonalds near school after the classes ended then we were eating and chatting when suddenly this bald guy in a purple sleeveless shirt comes up and talks to us like we very close like that?? then he asked us if we were primary 1 or 2 then min ting said we were primary 3 and the guy believe.he also asked if we can let him eat abit but lucky all the food finish liao later give us swine flu....then we all sat there in silence and mumbled replies to his weird questions):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shaomin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-3439273816316825577</id><published>2009-06-25T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T07:15:29.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GOG</title><content type='html'>eening and claudia are being irritating now(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are msn-ing and i just signed in and dunno what they talking....all about GOG and WOG and dunno what else.they say i am not a monk so cannot tell me.-_-lamos.&lt;br /&gt;anyway i heck care....i busy trying to edit my brother's theory homework.stupid shithead dunno how to do then in the end I get all the blame for some reason of the unknown.&lt;br /&gt;my brother is the stupidest jerk in the world!!! i helped him do theory cos he was rushing it and i was trying to be kind,then i couldnt see the notes well and i reading it opposite then some of it i got wrong.his teacher ask why get wrong then he go and say its i do one??! what the shit.&lt;br /&gt;ok i gonna watch family guy now.i dunno why i watch it.its rubbish,vulgar, disgusting and retarded.but its damn funny(:  not recommended for minors though(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sayonara.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-3439273816316825577?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/3439273816316825577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=3439273816316825577' title='0 Comments'/><link 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that is quite nice but i dont like anything too commercialised....&lt;br /&gt;there are a couple of nice ones but i think eening has already used them and i dont wanna be labelled as a copy shit.damn you eening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-6876900210901256584?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/6876900210901256584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=6876900210901256584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/6876900210901256584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/6876900210901256584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/06/blogskins.html' title='blogskins(:'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-1389121284735650066</id><published>2009-06-21T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T20:18:43.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>all they do</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;O.O joe jonas dissed taylor swift!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;joe jonas's latest song 'much better' is so totally dissing taylor swift.at least they are even now(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;eeks I hope my laptop dont run out of battery! in my mum's office now waiting for her to finish up her work....I am starving to death here manzszxszx......i tell you I got stomach problems.like some kind of bottomless pit(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;oh shits i am finishing the battery and my mum is still not done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;and eening has not come online yet! she said she will be right back but she didnt ok.): i might have to sign off....listening to mariage damour now and wishing i could play like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;ok gonna change 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do'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-6461707279179001413</id><published>2009-06-21T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T06:47:50.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>if i were somebody else</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I got the taylor swift and jason mraz CDs today. I dunno why, I never liked getting CDs, but today I just went into the shop grabbed the CDs and paid.-_- I am behaving really weirdly nowadays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;my old problem came out again! I am starting to feel hungry all the time again! I have just finished munching on a packet of chips. my third pack already in the day already(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;nothing much to say today lah.just mooched around in my grandma's house all day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;LIST OF THINGS I DID TODAY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-watched pink panther with brother and laughed.followed by a bad case of hiccups.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-complained about being starved to death after eating one hour before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-pretended to strangle my dog,then he kicked me on the shin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-walked all the way to thomson plaza alone,intending to buy myself some snacks but ended up getting two CDs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-sang along to the naruto theme song horribly then got scolded by brother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-took a nap and listened to ipod.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-played bro's PSP till it was out of juice.got yelled at by brother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-played on the swing until my legs went numb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;what a totally boring day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-6461707279179001413?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/6461707279179001413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=6461707279179001413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/6461707279179001413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/6461707279179001413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/06/if-i-were-somebody-else.html' title='if i were somebody else'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-7925769410089694062</id><published>2009-06-19T03:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T03:25:00.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wiped off the face of earth</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ibhqbnaTYuA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ibhqbnaTYuA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Boys over flowers song, Because I'm Stupid by SS501 (: this is the piano version^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;omg i dislike my aunts so much.from my mum's side.they always bully my grandmother. i feel like slapping them. what do they know about respect ok.they always scold my grandmother for tiny things that old people cannot do so well. seriously they should get punished. my uncles are all also damn useless and hen-pecked ok. all the adults are so pathetic. damn it I wanna punch somebody!!!! rawrrrrrrr!!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-7925769410089694062?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/7925769410089694062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=7925769410089694062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/7925769410089694062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/7925769410089694062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/06/boys-over-flowers-song-because-im.html' title='wiped off the face of earth'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-4301877745599737562</id><published>2009-06-16T01:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T01:42:25.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1uwOL4rB-go&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1uwOL4rB-go&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch this video(: its very cute but slightly racist....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACHMED THE DEAD TERRORIST!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-4301877745599737562?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/4301877745599737562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=4301877745599737562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/4301877745599737562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/4301877745599737562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/06/watch-this-video-its-very-cute-but.html' title=''/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-9038508337183466511</id><published>2009-06-14T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T22:24:10.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>save the souls of the warriors</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#330099;"&gt;yawns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330099;"&gt; eh,the house is under viewing again.never have any peace.why can't somebody just give me a million dollars(: so random(: ok the stupid viewer just slammed the door on me. I feel like slapping that piece of crap. that was the fourth time ok!!! pissed me off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330099;"&gt;I have been watching Boys Over Flowers for a few days now. watching until 1.30 am in the morning. its seriously nice ok.even though its a bit, um...kua zhang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330099;"&gt;XD no matter.the actors and actresses are so cool ^^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330099;"&gt;why this month seems to pass so fast lah!!! damn it.school reopen then have so many tests again,holy cow. the school just jumps at every oppurtunity* doesn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330099;"&gt;wish the holidays will never end!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330099;"&gt;wish that I have an never ending supply of nice korean dramas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330099;"&gt;wish I didnt have a phone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330099;"&gt;wish my ipod would magically transfer songs into itself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330099;"&gt;wish that ryan would stop bugging me to watch a horror movie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330099;"&gt;wish I didn't have nightmares about me watching the horror movie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330099;"&gt;wish that all these wishes will come true!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;doesn't matter how fast I get there&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;its what's waiting on the other side&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330099;"&gt;thats some extract from 'The Climb' :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-9038508337183466511?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/9038508337183466511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=9038508337183466511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/9038508337183466511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/9038508337183466511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/06/save-souls-of-warriors.html' title='save the souls of the warriors'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-6708084873815339711</id><published>2009-06-13T01:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T01:59:43.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;come back from holiday liao(: at first I thought the holiday would be boring cos its Malaysia again, damn it. never mind it was really fun though(: makes me look twice at malaysia.anyway, we went to this place called Lumut, near Ipoh. then we stayed at the Swiss-Gardens Golf Resort place.trust me it did not look swiss at all.but the villa was nice(: we stopped in KL first cos some of my cousins were there then we went to Ipoh where my cousin was there too...boring so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;then we went to Lumut, where the holidaying started really(: we went karaoke and then I sang like crap ok(: stupid wei ming didnt even sing lor.just lazed on the sofa and day dream.then nicholas and yi kai started singing Linkin Park. then got some sing wang lee hom!!! all the oldies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;eh....i hate blogging about my holiday it's irritating.makes me wanna go back for more.so I will leave out all the best parts ( to torture evan)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;buhbai(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;i will post a few pics.I wanna post a picture of my cousin big-like-shit house in Ipoh but its under my videos and i won't take it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;yay(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;and I will not post a picture of Nicholas's butt crack (((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;but it was friggin hilarious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BBQ area and car park area.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thats all i managed to upload((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-6708084873815339711?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/6708084873815339711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=6708084873815339711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/6708084873815339711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/6708084873815339711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/06/come-back-from-holiday-liao-at-first-i.html' title=''/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/SjNnpjx1BAI/AAAAAAAAACg/Z8TTb44My1w/s72-c/P090609_13.11.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-8011239791485540188</id><published>2009-06-04T07:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T07:49:32.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>might as well miss me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;nothing to do again, so here I am(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hehe.getting bored of my new blogskin again. looks abit weird right? yup.agree with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;how does eening know how to do all the cool stuff with fonts and blogs eh): unfair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;going to malaysia tomorrow! yippie.*yawns* after waiting for something for too long you will lose interest in it. that goes with most things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/SifcShNjPHI/AAAAAAAAACI/Bpb6dQ4jPs0/s1600-h/121%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343481693609344114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 52px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 53px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/SifcShNjPHI/AAAAAAAAACI/Bpb6dQ4jPs0/s200/121%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.google.com.sg/imgres?imgurl=http://www.tarotcollectors.com/images/emoticons/illustrations_tuzki039.gif&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.tarotcollectors.com/view_topic.php%3Fid%3D540%26forum_id%3D10&amp;amp;usg=__2ydNgxEqhTuuLZra5UKak80Vlu0=&amp;amp;h=50&amp;amp;w=50&amp;amp;sz=19&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=11&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;tbnid=BIdIYTfnMQVLBM:&amp;amp;tbnh=50&amp;amp;tbnw=50&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dtuzki%2Bsmiling%26hl%3Den%26um%3D1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;(&lt;--looks like this) my cousin got the chickenpox yay(: never really liked her, or most kids for that matter.&lt;em&gt; excuse me &lt;/em&gt;for being biased, but you gotta admit they are pretty noisy. that is one point me and eening agree on.on that note, i shall continue to squint my eyes at unruly kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i hope me and eening meet at malaysia(:&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/SifdS0BL8WI/AAAAAAAAACQ/lznb2pS3PoI/s1600-h/juicy+couture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343482798169387362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 118px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 118px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/SifdS0BL8WI/AAAAAAAAACQ/lznb2pS3PoI/s200/juicy+couture.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;oh mans I love juicy couture(: too bad its freaking expensive.even the packaging costs a bomb, probably ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;today wanted to go and see the 'Left and Right' stall at marina square.but apparently there was no time): ah well, not like I'm a fashionista(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;gonna finish watching princess hours later after i find a skin for my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;shaomin&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/4336108594593304174-8011239791485540188?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/8011239791485540188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=8011239791485540188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/8011239791485540188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/8011239791485540188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/06/might-as-well-miss-me.html' title='might as well miss me'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/SifcShNjPHI/AAAAAAAAACI/Bpb6dQ4jPs0/s72-c/121%5B1%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-573246478968036630</id><published>2009-06-03T02:41:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T03:02:59.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yay(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;changed my blogskin(: its kinda fun actually.haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;later eening will help me resize my ipod music thingy then can put it on the top of the blog instead of pathetically squashed there at the bottom O.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;i like purple(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;downloading naruto pictures now(: still not tempted to finish up that ipod song downloading job(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;mm hm.not tempted at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;unless you give me a 100 dollars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;lalalalalalallalalla.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;today gotta pack for the trip.yucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;shaomin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-573246478968036630?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/573246478968036630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=573246478968036630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/573246478968036630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/573246478968036630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/06/yay_03.html' title='yay(:'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-4064493075986160858</id><published>2009-06-03T02:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T02:41:43.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yay):</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-4064493075986160858?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/4064493075986160858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=4064493075986160858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/4064493075986160858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/4064493075986160858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/06/yay.html' title='yay):'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-219699067550639901</id><published>2009-06-02T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T01:45:37.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;ok, I think having nothing to do makes you wanna blog. like eening:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I am finally downloading songs to the ipod(: see,i'm not so lazy after all(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;korean songs are so nice lor. I never heard shinee or super junior before, but I like the ones from the korean dramas :) too bad I can't understand it.):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ok now I am going to the website where there's alot of naruto songs(: yay.gonna download to my mum's ipod.i am so evil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;maybe one day i will sabotage eening's phone or something, you know, evil doesn't rest(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;lalala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dont trust a ho&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;never trust a ho&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dont trust a ho&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a ho won't trust me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(:&lt;/em&gt; i am gonna start a new post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;shaomin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-219699067550639901?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/219699067550639901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=219699067550639901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/219699067550639901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/219699067550639901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/06/ok-i-think-having-nothing-to-do-makes.html' title=''/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-2468830855147889852</id><published>2009-06-02T03:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T03:39:53.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>eh, me again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;yay its me again(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;you must be so happy right???? at least the blog is not dead.yet.before I get so lazy and fat I cant get to the laptop then it will be dead.yay(: Smarties,anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;ok...my mum is talking on the phone and wasting a hell lot of time.if I knew she was going to be on the phone this long I might as well watch another episode of princess hours??? better not risk it.later have to go liao then I have to pause the CD again.its bloody annoying): pardon the language.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I just realised that if you look at yourself from an angle where you are lying straight on the bed,you actually can bluff yourself that you are taller than you think. so I have been feeling pretty good today(: with my new found height satisfication.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;come on guys tell me what we're doing when we can be all over the placeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;friday night and there's no where to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;kicking it together &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;but we're not going homeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;i think the lyrics are wrong....but never mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;yay((: finally can get out of the stinkin' house now.oh shit,i havent bathe yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;crapcrapcrap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;shaomin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-2468830855147889852?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/2468830855147889852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=2468830855147889852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/2468830855147889852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/2468830855147889852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/06/eh-me-again.html' title='eh, me again.'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-8138781863828396305</id><published>2009-06-02T03:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T03:25:02.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>were you weak was I strong</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;"&gt;its me again.hooray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663333;"&gt;there is nothing to do!!!!! so I just watched princess hours the whole day, while simutaneously* (how to spell?) watching Ben 10 alien force??? this is the result of boredom. I am supposed to download songs into my mum's ipod too, but I am so xian lahhhh... never mind(: so now I am just sitting here in my stupid stuffy room. I haven't mentioned it before,but I broke the fan a few weeks ago...while I was busy scrambling to get to the stupid alarm clock,I knocked over the fan and broke it into pieces.its still in my room,staring at me...): at least I can on the air con everyday lah(: but now my mum dont let me on cos very waste electricity.wahlao.i am sweating to death here): never mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663333;"&gt;cleaned my room today.it looked like a pig sty and i couldnt stand it.where's a maid when you need one?why must my mum insist on doing everything on her own???? she fired the maid then said she can clean the house all by her own. now she is going on and on about how terrible the house is, always have to clean here clean there blah blah blah. i hope when we move house she gets a maid.i mean the new house is 2 times bigger,i think we are all gonna suffer:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663333;"&gt;anyways,gotta go eat dinner((: yum,dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663333;"&gt;shaomin ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;both of us broken,caught in a moment&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-8138781863828396305?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/8138781863828396305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=8138781863828396305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/8138781863828396305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/8138781863828396305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/06/were-you-weak-was-i-strong.html' title='were you weak was I strong'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-984360728758583539</id><published>2009-06-01T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T23:06:05.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>crazier</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;omg this taylor swift song so nice lor.wanna put it on my music box on this blog but myflashfetish.com dont have it yet): sighs. its called 'crazier'....its gonna be on the hannah montana movie.lucky miley cyrus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N9B747RQM3w"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N9B747RQM3w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;  listen to the song((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;the lyrics....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I never gone with the wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;just let it flow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;let it take me where it wants to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;till you open the door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;there's so much more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;i never seen it before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I was trying to fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;but i couldnt find wings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;but you came along a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;and you changed everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;you lift my feet off the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;spin me around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;you make me crazier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;crazier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;feels like i'm falling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;and i'm lost in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;you make me crazier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;crazier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;crazier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;i watched from a distance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;as you made life your own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;every sky was your own kind of blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;and I wanted to know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;how that would feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;and you made it so real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;you showed me something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;that i couldnt see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;you opened my eyes and you made me believe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;you life my feet off the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;spin me around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;you make me crazier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;crazier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;feels like i'm falling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;and i'm lost in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;you make me crazier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;crazier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;crazier...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;ohhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;baby you showed me what living is for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I dont want to hide anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;you lift my feet off the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;you spin me around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;you make me crazier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;crazier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;feels like i'm falling in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;you make me crazier &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;crazier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;crazier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;crazier......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#00cccc;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#00cccc;"&gt;shaomin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-984360728758583539?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/984360728758583539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=984360728758583539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/984360728758583539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/984360728758583539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/06/crazier.html' title='crazier'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-6162377285659546619</id><published>2009-06-01T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T00:26:29.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rawr.life sucks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;today my friends and I passed notes in tuition(; then today one of them was really emoO.O as in,really emo,compared to usually.guess you cant know a person 100 percent can you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;smeller shaomin writes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;oi ______ why you so sad??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;kawaii kira writes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;yah lor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the emo one writes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it happens again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i think sometimes i can be a really lousy person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;there are alot of things you people dont know about me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;good things and bad things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and its because of all this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i refuse to see the joy in other people's happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;cos i cant see the joy in my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;what i have is a fake mask&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;you can't see pass it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;you dont know what i am thinking sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;sometimes i really hate you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;sometimes i really love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;what makes a true friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;everyone knows,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but they dont recognize it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;thats why there are getting less and less true friends in this world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i thank you guys that have been true friends, i recognize what you have done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;those who only use me,back-stab me, go f*ck yourself.you dont deserve what i have done for you all these time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;smeller shaomin writes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;wow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;kawaii kira writes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;O.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;that was quite a nice convo i think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-6162377285659546619?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/6162377285659546619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=6162377285659546619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/6162377285659546619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/6162377285659546619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/06/rawrlife-sucks.html' title='rawr.life sucks.'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-76106214280167722</id><published>2009-06-01T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T00:10:13.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>laughter is the best medicine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I wanna go escape theme park!!!! nicole confirm go, yuting maybe can, minting,susana and minting haven't ask yet(: too lazy lah. i wanna go but my mum is still 'thinking about it'. kena sai lah she scared later got accidentO.O dunno this type of concern good or bad anot. I know! i think maybe i will ask eening come. but later she dont wanna go to the haunted house with me then not fun liao): omg 'Princess Hours' so nice to watch lah!!!! but my CD player keep getting stuck when i keep fast forwarding, due to inadequate time to watch my show. I no choice have to fast forward cos everytime have to go out. wahlao cannot leave me alone to watch ah! hehe.i kicked ryan yesterday by accident when i was watching 'Princess Hours'... who ask him go stand in front of the projector and block the damn screen. damn, I hate projectors.i rather a smaller plasma tv(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i am designing my room now....for the new house. I am so not ruining my chance again for a room theme. i think rooms should have a theme, not just squash everything up like in ryan's brain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i wanna go to escape theme park!!!!! and watch a movie.i wanna watch night at the museum 2,maybe with nicole cos she wanna watch it.i wanna go bowling with eening then catch a movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;why is escape theme park entrance fee so ex??? 1 person 30 dollars ,commit suicide lah. sighs,why cant the holidays never end????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;shaomin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-76106214280167722?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/76106214280167722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=76106214280167722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/76106214280167722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/76106214280167722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/06/laughter-is-best-medicine.html' title='laughter is the best medicine'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-8604323060764584207</id><published>2009-05-21T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T04:58:35.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so long never post liaoXD</title><content type='html'>hi hi hi hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so long never post liao i miss my blog.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, that day me and evan went on CIP duty as stupid ushers then got this guy who dont know how to register for library card and he look like the descendant of chandragupta (if you study history you should know) then his name was chandranath? mrs nath's descendant.oh yah can't believe mrs nath gonna leave for one term!!! teachers like to abandon us lor.so bad.oh yah at the library got this 'priest' person i think he saw our dog tag thingys that said 'friends of library' then he was like, 'you very good not enemies of library ah!' then me and evan were like&lt;br /&gt;-_-'''.... then he preached to us abt 'getting away from the darkness and seeing the light and believing in jesus instead of other stuff '.he use his phone light and then put on his heart and say if we believe in jesus then it will light up then his phone off then he say if we dont pray no more light. he preached for about 15 minutes then when the other customers needed help he dont let us go help.damn it.so freaky.then also got this sarcastic and rude guy that just shove us his card like as if we his servants lor.kena sai lah.then got one impatient woman keep ranting cos she stuff her POSB card in the slot too fast and it got stuck then she like blame us like that.&lt;br /&gt;and in the end,the stupid library did not even give us the stamp of aproval so its like as if we didnt do anything at all.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like sueing them man!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!kena sai lor!!!!!!!!!!!!!1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah that day i attended my uncle's mother's funeral then it was so sad lor.my uncle's father was on a wheelchair then he kept stroking the coffin then he sang my uncle's mother's favourite song.then he forced himself to stand up to look at her one last time.&lt;br /&gt;i felt like crying. i mean you see this in drama serials but in real life?&lt;br /&gt;sob.&lt;br /&gt;(: gotta go now.see ya((((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shaomin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-8604323060764584207?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/8604323060764584207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=8604323060764584207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/8604323060764584207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/8604323060764584207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-long-never-post-liaoxd.html' title='so long never post liaoXD'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-7950003643510112619</id><published>2009-05-08T08:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T08:34:35.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the thread is broken.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;i am blogging rather excessively now.&lt;br /&gt;cos I am avoiding having to do science(;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;oh so boring now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;feel like emo-ing now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;in different colours that don't match.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;i know i am weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;i can't help it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;korean dramas make me dizzy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;emo-ness((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;......................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;ok i skipped the emo part now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;cos i don't know how to be emo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;and i will just look like a idiot if i try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;me and susana are laughing about the 'mao gao' boy in the MRT....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;he very funny ok(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;you dunno what is mao gao rite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;its a name of a school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;C______ high.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;quite obvious rite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;say the mao gao in chinese then quite obvious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;if you dont get it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;you aren't good at riddles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;or i am not good at setting riddles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;should i change blogskin???????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;that was random.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;now i wanna write a list of random things down:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;-mas selamat has been caught.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;pineapples are cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;science involves brains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;I dont like buttons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;I dont like my school uniform.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;korean dramas are addictive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;cello isnt.(to me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;i dont like my new room cos no flat screen TV anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;parents break promises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;diaries are in fashion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;ok,i am done(((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;shaomin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;standing behind you, seeing your shadow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-7950003643510112619?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/7950003643510112619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=7950003643510112619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/7950003643510112619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/7950003643510112619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/05/thread-is-broken.html' title='the thread is broken.'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-4798108578607867228</id><published>2009-05-08T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T08:25:15.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the korean drama theme song keeps playing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;argh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;stupid science!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;so freaking irritating okay.&lt;br /&gt;must write on bird flu and I know nuts on it,except that it kills birds and ppl. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;my mum is watching korean dramas again....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;but she don't let me watch 'gong' (is called Princess Hours is it?) lor!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;she say I not so free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;and she say the show not nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;dont believe her lor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;I dont care during june I gonna borrow from evan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;ok I have started to go to a very fun tuition!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;the ppl there are damn friggin funny k.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;but the teacher dont let you choose seat one lor.then I sat next to this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;nerdy girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;but actually she very cute one lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;the boys are idiots ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;but they are very fun to laugh at.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;the teacher also very funny cos she keeps sweating?&lt;br /&gt;after the lesson she will look like she jump in a swimming pool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;got one girl damn b*tch lor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;she always go and disturb the boys and flirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;so disgusting kkkkkks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;then she always wear gross clothes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;and she got one shirt saying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;'incomparable'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;in ugly fonts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;so freaking ugly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;actually I realized one unity(: the new chinese teacher horse teacher quite ke lian leh):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;shaomin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you know I count the seconds when you're gone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-4798108578607867228?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/4798108578607867228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=4798108578607867228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/4798108578607867228'/><link rel='self' 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ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt; wahlao huishi whole day change blog URL believe I kill you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;change one more time I gonna murder you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;and I won't link,smeller.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;nobody tag one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;not even fatass eening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;har har.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;fatass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;ha ha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;wahlao wanna watch the ending of the korean drama but I think there was something I needed to do on the laptop but I freaking forgot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&amp;amp;(*^(&amp;amp;)^%%^&amp;amp;*(*&amp;amp;^%$##$%^&amp;amp;*!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;damn it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;shaomin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;maybe you forgotten that promise you made to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-3787677871863675494?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/3787677871863675494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=3787677871863675494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/3787677871863675494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/3787677871863675494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/05/smelly-fish.html' title='smelly fish.'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-1874587982809028302</id><published>2009-04-24T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T23:01:56.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blah blah</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;you dont know what you are now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt; after a few months you have changed into someone you're not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;you start to say things you shouldn't you start to do things you shouldnt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;you now look twice at the things you used to hate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;you deny everything that we say but you are just denying yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;we try to help you,really,but if you dont see it what for do we try?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;well now that its too late then you start to see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;but as i have said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;its too late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ff33;"&gt;everyone's gone now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ff33;"&gt;and we have stopped caring about what you really are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ff33;"&gt;cos we fear to lose your friendship even at the cost of your real true self.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ff33;"&gt;but who can blame us? you treated us like shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ff33;"&gt;selfish,selfish girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ff33;"&gt;this is your price to pay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i wasnt trying to emo around or anything, but i have this friend we were always that close but now that we are living so far away and in different places she has started to change in a bad way and i am hoping she will see this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ff33;"&gt;anyway, i just realized my house is boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ff33;"&gt;there is a pool but i dont feel like swimming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ff33;"&gt;there is a squash court but i dont feel like um, 'squashing'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ff33;"&gt;there is a gym but i can't bear to think of napfa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ff33;"&gt;haha :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;shaomin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-1874587982809028302?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/1874587982809028302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=1874587982809028302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/1874587982809028302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/1874587982809028302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/04/blah-blah.html' title='blah blah'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-5980112351747742037</id><published>2009-04-24T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T22:46:55.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rawr!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;ahhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;I hate assignments. that geography assignment is da ultimate pits ohkay, I dont even know how to draw an accurate illustration of the map....and what the hell do we put in the legend?!!?!?! its just the map of south america,why should there be a legend?!?!!? ahhhh?!?!?! this sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;I had a nightmare yesterday of my cello teacher asking me for my blog?! lame right? but i remember i gave her a fake blog name.something like bearsarenice.blogspot.com....haahaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;monday have cello lessons again with zhao lao shi....manszszsxzs.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;geography, wo2 yao4 gen1 ni2 ping1!!!!!! that was han yu pin yin with the different levels...like in bi2 ji4, or shao4 min2....har har.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;sucking ice makes me cough but i dont care :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;I just coughed onto my geography assignment.har har! i mean um,oops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6666cc;"&gt;mondays from 2.30 to 3.30 are the worst days of the week(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6666cc;"&gt;shaomin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-5980112351747742037?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/5980112351747742037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=5980112351747742037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/5980112351747742037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/5980112351747742037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/04/rawr.html' title='rawr!'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-1901903439570955179</id><published>2009-04-22T03:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T03:46:18.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cup noodles in the morning is healthy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I like watching reality tv!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FZ_1XYG-B8I"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FZ_1XYG-B8I&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;luo mi you zhu li ye (romeo and juliet) that song damn nice ok.actually yue liang dai biao wo de xing also very nice!!!! ok i am turning really weird. the old people at the christalite methodist home were very poor thing mans....also quite scary leh....O.O!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;go to the link ok?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!? haha.actually i think all 1 unity girls know the song liao lah.we sang it to the old folks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;shaomin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-1901903439570955179?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-2781911680815963212</id><published>2009-04-17T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T06:46:56.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>homework is evil.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;wanna watch naruto!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;tmr going to Treetops Walk with smeller cousins.we wanted to go last week, but SOME PPL OVERSLEPT.ahem.so this week we are going.yay.but my uncle almost stepped on a snake there before.it was this silver snake with a green stripe along its back.creepy.i dont go on msn so often now and blog that much now,but thats cos i am refraining myself from the laptop! yay! ^^ i scared my msn gets hacked manszxzsx.alot of my frens already kana hacked liao leh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;NARUTO IS THE BEST THING SINCE CANNED BEANS!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;like seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;shaomin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-2781911680815963212?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/2781911680815963212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-5299220577437176304</id><published>2009-04-08T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T03:41:52.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>boring!</title><content type='html'>tag please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; omg i am so xian mazxszx....today after school supposed to do math,chinese,english and some other stuff but end up do only math portfolio....havent even study ting xie....tmr sure fail one!!!! ahhhhhhhh!!!!! feel like adding joanne to my links,but the template button seems so far away.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;far away.....&lt;br /&gt;far far away......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where's my phone?!?!?! i can't find it.again.one of these days i will lose my brain. damn it? where did i put it?!?!?!! i am so sick of searching for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to low eening: i know you are seriously perverted, but dont pose as me and add gross comments on my tagboard. its not funny.seriously not funny.&lt;br /&gt;and don't make ppl go sourmath.com lah!!!! the first time you gave me i was like,wtf??!?!?!?!?! like,wahlao lahs.&lt;br /&gt;mentally scar me for life.&lt;br /&gt;you'll regret it.and you owe me a letter.&lt;br /&gt;cos i bought you ice lemon tea!!!!! ahhhhhh! sorry.&lt;br /&gt;very xian ppl will suddenly go crazy.&lt;br /&gt;MRTs have pros and cons.&lt;br /&gt;to eening,the pros will that you'll get to see hot RI boys around( which by the way,they are pathetic.but no offence to them....) but i tell you,they are serious nerds.at least half of them are.like today when i was in the MRT, got some idiot RI boy keep sniffling and snorting.somemore he was standing next to me lor! i wanted to laugh but after a while not funneh liao.cos another man at the door was like conducting a sniffling orchestra with him?! like when the RI boy was sniffling and snorting,two seconds later, the man will give a huge snort.then it goes on and on.all the way until i reach yio chu kang MRT.what the hell?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shaomin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-5299220577437176304?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/5299220577437176304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=5299220577437176304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/5299220577437176304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/5299220577437176304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/04/boring.html' title='boring!'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-2526644974454013620</id><published>2009-04-08T00:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T00:29:19.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>---</title><content type='html'>I THINK I'M GAY.&lt;br /&gt;OKAY FINE, I KNOW I'M GAY.&lt;br /&gt;SHIT I'M GAY! what should i do, aww.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-2526644974454013620?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-4719852024158900595</id><published>2009-03-30T02:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T03:25:13.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>today is a day for extra big servings of love!</title><content type='html'>hey-ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; today is a rather horrendous day, as usual....got scolded by cello teacher (as usual) got into a little arguement (quite as usual)....sighs...I need a big barrel of love right about now.&lt;br /&gt;I am treating myself to some nice piano music by Jeff Bjock. Its actually quite nice if it ain't so boring... it makes me feel kinda relaxed even so....to ease my mind that is over-flowing with thoughts and emotions.&lt;br /&gt;makes me feel like writing something sad and emo-ish.pardon the next bit.you can skip it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the wind&lt;br /&gt;it blows in my hair&lt;br /&gt;the air whispers into my ears&lt;br /&gt;singing a never-ending melody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cold is right up to my toes&lt;br /&gt;but i feel nothing&lt;br /&gt;i am not dead outside&lt;br /&gt;but i am withering inside&lt;br /&gt;as i stare into the fading sunset&lt;br /&gt;the ocean below shimmers&lt;br /&gt;like my eyes as they shimmer with tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos everything is gone&lt;br /&gt;the earth is still&lt;br /&gt;no one seems to be moving&lt;br /&gt;but they do&lt;br /&gt;no one knows who i am&lt;br /&gt;no one would care&lt;br /&gt;they don't look at me&lt;br /&gt;they fidget around me&lt;br /&gt;and shrug away&lt;br /&gt;like i am the plague&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it will all end&lt;br /&gt;tonight.&lt;br /&gt;with the fading sunset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok that was seriously nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shaomin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-4719852024158900595?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/4719852024158900595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=4719852024158900595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/4719852024158900595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/4719852024158900595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/03/today-is-day-for-extra-big-servings-of.html' title='today is a day for extra big servings of love!'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-7421099868107505563</id><published>2009-03-28T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T00:02:36.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is actually a quiz to see what crayola colour i am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Which of the following words do you find most soothing?&lt;br /&gt;1)&lt;br /&gt;buttercup&lt;br /&gt;2)&lt;br /&gt;mundane&lt;br /&gt;3)&lt;br /&gt;iron&lt;br /&gt;4)&lt;br /&gt;sherbet&lt;br /&gt;5)&lt;br /&gt;affinity&lt;br /&gt;6)&lt;br /&gt;yacht&lt;br /&gt;7)&lt;br /&gt;fuzzy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) affinity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Which of the following words is the most fun to say?&lt;br /&gt;1)&lt;br /&gt;destitute&lt;br /&gt;2)&lt;br /&gt;buffont&lt;br /&gt;3)&lt;br /&gt;imagination&lt;br /&gt;4)&lt;br /&gt;legend&lt;br /&gt;5)&lt;br /&gt;eskimo&lt;br /&gt;6)&lt;br /&gt;jigsaw&lt;br /&gt;7)&lt;br /&gt;dubious&lt;br /&gt;8)&lt;br /&gt;Carpenter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)buffont! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Which of the following words is your favorite ordinary word?&lt;br /&gt;1)&lt;br /&gt;quilt&lt;br /&gt;2)&lt;br /&gt;baseball&lt;br /&gt;3)&lt;br /&gt;notebook&lt;br /&gt;4)&lt;br /&gt;salt&lt;br /&gt;5)&lt;br /&gt;golf&lt;br /&gt;6)&lt;br /&gt;rubber&lt;br /&gt;7)&lt;br /&gt;yarn&lt;br /&gt;8)&lt;br /&gt;carpet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) quilt! i love quilts.so snuggly and warm....sigh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Which of the following words is your favorite synonym for purse?&lt;br /&gt;1)&lt;br /&gt;pocketbook&lt;br /&gt;2)&lt;br /&gt;duffel&lt;br /&gt;3)&lt;br /&gt;tote&lt;br /&gt;4)&lt;br /&gt;pouch&lt;br /&gt;5)&lt;br /&gt;knapsack&lt;br /&gt;6)&lt;br /&gt;recepticle&lt;br /&gt;7)&lt;br /&gt;sachel&lt;br /&gt;8)&lt;br /&gt;clutch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) pouch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Which of the following words is your favorite nautical term?&lt;br /&gt;1)&lt;br /&gt;bulkhead&lt;br /&gt;2)&lt;br /&gt;bridge&lt;br /&gt;3)&lt;br /&gt;knots&lt;br /&gt;4)&lt;br /&gt;hull&lt;br /&gt;5)&lt;br /&gt;skipper&lt;br /&gt;6)&lt;br /&gt;berth&lt;br /&gt;7)&lt;br /&gt;porthole&lt;br /&gt;8)&lt;br /&gt;starboard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8)starboard. i dunno why,but it just sounds kinda weird name for going right.or is it left?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 Which of the following words is your favorite synonym for clock?&lt;br /&gt;1)&lt;br /&gt;sundial&lt;br /&gt;2)&lt;br /&gt;timepiece&lt;br /&gt;3)&lt;br /&gt;chronograph&lt;br /&gt;4)&lt;br /&gt;alarm&lt;br /&gt;5)&lt;br /&gt;hour-glass&lt;br /&gt;6)&lt;br /&gt;watch&lt;br /&gt;7)&lt;br /&gt;pendulum&lt;br /&gt;8)&lt;br /&gt;timekeeper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) watch,duh.what a boring quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Which of the following words is your favorite animal?&lt;br /&gt;1)&lt;br /&gt;penguin&lt;br /&gt;2)&lt;br /&gt;bear&lt;br /&gt;3)&lt;br /&gt;Zebra&lt;br /&gt;4)&lt;br /&gt;cheetah&lt;br /&gt;5)&lt;br /&gt;elephant&lt;br /&gt;6)&lt;br /&gt;hippopotomus&lt;br /&gt;7)&lt;br /&gt;sunfish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) penguin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 What is your favorite month of the year?&lt;br /&gt;1)&lt;br /&gt;January or June&lt;br /&gt;2)&lt;br /&gt;February, October, or September&lt;br /&gt;3)&lt;br /&gt;March or November&lt;br /&gt;4)&lt;br /&gt;April&lt;br /&gt;5)&lt;br /&gt;May&lt;br /&gt;6)&lt;br /&gt;July&lt;br /&gt;7)&lt;br /&gt;August&lt;br /&gt;8)&lt;br /&gt;December&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) december,my birthday duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are most like:&lt;br /&gt;Black&lt;br /&gt;You are bold with a dark side. You make clear lines wherever you go, though you color outside of the lines. Many people may just see the surface of you and think you are merely plain, but you have a lot of depth to you as well.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shaomin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-7421099868107505563?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/7421099868107505563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=7421099868107505563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/7421099868107505563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/7421099868107505563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-is-actually-quiz-to-see-what.html' title=''/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-8832642226423923461</id><published>2009-03-28T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T23:17:04.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wii bowling rocks!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/Sc7sJ1aSIgI/AAAAAAAAAB4/yr23tG16zFQ/s1600-h/DSC02116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318447863671431682" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/Sc7sJ1aSIgI/AAAAAAAAAB4/yr23tG16zFQ/s320/DSC02116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday night was SUPER SATURDAY WII NIGHT!!!! then um, the ppl playing were, my 4 cousins, me, ryan, and my parents. but the only ppl playing bowling were me, ryan, my parents (who suck) and my 14 year old cousin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the first round:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;players- me,cousin and ryan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;winners ranking- ma and cousin had a FRIGGIN TIE while ryan came in as....the lousiest record...but he's only 6.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2nd round:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;players- parents&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;winners-who cares?! but i think was my dad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3rd round: me and ryan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;winners- me with the highest bowling record ever of 203! i bet alot of you have scored higher lah...stupid eening. and ryan got 193.impressive....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4th round- cannot believe i lost to ryan lim!!! i forgot my actual mark,but i think he got 179 and i got 169!!!! by 10 points?! i cannot believe this.the underdog ryan makes a upturn....-_-....sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i got a few pics,but i only showing the ones where i dont look like a total imbecile.and a video.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok,why does the layout never do as i say?! want to put at the bottom,go put at the side!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok,ryan lim won?!?!?!?! ahhhhh!!!!!!?!?!?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but at least,my bowling ball doesnt always go backwards and hits some poor mii nit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh yah, wii music is like, craps fun!!! just that i dunno how to do a few things...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;waiting for that dumb video to load....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;waiting...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;waiting....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh,come on! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ryan is playing by himself now cos everyone got sick of his cocky-ness!!! wahahahahahaha!!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i love super saturday wii nights... we played from 8pm to 2am in the morning...lol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok,i cannot wait any longer for that video.why load so slow?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;what the hell.they can't load it.this sucks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;shaomin&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-8832642226423923461?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/8832642226423923461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=8832642226423923461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/8832642226423923461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/8832642226423923461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/03/wii-bowling-rocks.html' title='wii bowling rocks!!!!!!!'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xulYNvycFDg/Sc7sJ1aSIgI/AAAAAAAAAB4/yr23tG16zFQ/s72-c/DSC02116.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-3349821577002202657</id><published>2009-03-27T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T09:42:46.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>boring!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;heya peepo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;omg this week pass so fast man! its like every week passing faster and faster...haiz...today had the dreaded science physics test!!! i think i gonna flunk it.today me and yu ting took the MRT and bus together to school^^ its nice for once that someone actually stays in the same vicinity as you.i saw alot of st.nicks girls there actually! i can recognise some of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;biology is nice!!!! we got mr.jason koh as bio teacher,he is abit strict lah,but at least won't sleep during lessons cos he don't spoon-feed us answrs like mr.gan! i like doing the microscope things.(: can't wait to go to the old folks' home and science centre man!!! ok,maybe not really the old folks home, cos i dunno what to do around the elderly,but i think the science centre trip should be nice. we gonna do like, D.N.A stuff....last time primary 5 also went to science centre to do DNA and cells liao...but hope this time got more things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;omg,i forgot what i want to say again.....-_-...i seriously got short-term....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;ok maybe i will talk about japanese yesterday. that stupid mr.ng guy was talking his crap again,so trying to MANAGE OUR TIME,me and lek ee went to study science! i think its not being a bad student......if jap. teacher teach the thing &lt;em&gt;watashi&lt;/em&gt; already learn, then should PRIORITISE....i think i spell wrongly....O.o! anyways, that mr.gan was droning on and on then i think he saw me and lek ee revising so he was saying "remember to listen in class,cos its very important...i am sure alot of you here need to learn japanese,so thats why you are here...so listen...." he was only telling me and lek ee,i can see,cos he was staring at us....i pretend not to hear....cos anyway,he is like,very fan gan. but maybe in time will learn to appreciate him like mr.gan....but maybe not for that jap. teacher..cos really gets on my nerves....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i hate my webcam.always so hard to use.damn it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;my mum wanna buy a new wii!!!!! yay yay yay yay! cos the old one she give my cousin as our stupid tv is actually a dumb projector so the wire not long enough for the sensor thingy etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;so my mum wanna get the wireless one.but still got problem as it will block the stupid screen.but i got a fantastic idea later i will tell my mum.then she sure will buy liao.i have the best ideas....oh yeah....LOL.too lazy to type my grand master plan.....but something to do with the angle of the projector...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I WANT A LG VIEWTY SO MUCH MAN!!!!!!!!!! it is like,much better than the iphone and its cheaper.whatsmore,ppl have described it as sophisticated,which suits me just fine!!!!!! it is like the best phone camera in the world and the stylus is way cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;gtg nows!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;shaomin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-3349821577002202657?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/3349821577002202657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=3349821577002202657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/3349821577002202657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/3349821577002202657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/03/boring.html' title='boring!!!'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-1333068501765145817</id><published>2009-03-26T04:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T04:23:56.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate physics!</title><content type='html'>hoi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i hate physics! and tomorrow there's a friggin test on it! ahhhhh! i need to memorise everything in like 5 hours.not including the fact that i have not bathed yet. damn it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i have seriously forgotten what i wanted to write. oh yah! today we changed places. i am currently sitting with susana(: happy happy((((: but i scared now mrs.nath will take my file to check cos she always take the file from the nearest seat to her to see where we stopped filing at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i always don't update the file.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now evan is sitting at the side and she HATES her seat right now.she gonna tell mr.tay like one week later so he wont suspect anything but i think mr.tay will just say 'i don't know' and rub his tummy.hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are now studying three diferent things now.&lt;br /&gt;instead of physics, we got bio.which is good.&lt;br /&gt;instead of dance, we got drama,which is good too.&lt;br /&gt;instead of doing 'sing to the dawn' we do poems, which is better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.this is getting draggy. gtg.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah (P.S Milanie, stop asking for &lt;em&gt;his&lt;/em&gt; number. i am not ever gonna give it to you. just because you seen &lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt; once doesn't mean &lt;em&gt;he &lt;/em&gt;saw you.so stop asking if &lt;em&gt;he&lt;/em&gt; saw you cos i am not answering.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shaomin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-1333068501765145817?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/1333068501765145817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=1333068501765145817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/1333068501765145817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/1333068501765145817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-hate-physics.html' title='i hate physics!'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-648606214614164360</id><published>2009-03-21T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T23:30:42.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'>always the end.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeekkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc33;"&gt; today is the last day of holidays lor.damn it. still haven't pack my friggin bag! so uber xian.then have lessons again. then have to wait for june hols! then after june hols (sob sob) will be like....i dunno, maybe have to wait till september?! xian. wait.why am i planning ahead so much? damn it. my mum is watching korean dramas all day and she too lazy bring us cycling!!!! argh!!! i invented a new word: ahkay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;it sounds nice ahkay! yesterday i watched 'MIRRORS' that stupid horror movie that scared the shit out  of me.i seriously hate horror movies. i could not sleep at all! sleep like only 2 hours. then in the morning today had to go for tuition....tried to beg my mum to let me skip,but shw won't take the hint.hmph. i am gonna tell her i want to go cycling.i dont care.i need to get out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;ahkay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;i still have not yet finished eening's letter.oops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;shaomin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-648606214614164360?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/648606214614164360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=648606214614164360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/648606214614164360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/648606214614164360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/03/always-end.html' title='always the end.'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-97804112564045500</id><published>2009-03-17T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T20:58:21.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my blog is not deaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hihi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my blog is not dead! just.......left alone for a little teeny while.cos i am very busy!!!! and school got so much hmwk lor.mrs seah still bu fang guo wo men. so baddddddddddd......holidays leh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;departures is so nice!!!!! i went to watch it with my brother and cousin....its so heart-wrenching.and the main character plays the cello.and in the show he play so damn well lor.wish i could be like that!!!!!!! ahhhhhh!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i am using my mum's computer now,since she wants to use my laptop.cos this crap desktop computer broke down a few days ago and the microsoft word thingy no more.bummer.so now my mum is using my laptop for her work.unfair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;she should seriously get a new computer.this computer is like,i think 5 blooming years! maybe she will get a apple mac desktop! i saw her looking at the apple mac brochure.&lt;s&gt;cos i put it on her table.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but that will be a long long time.cos she always either too lazy to buy or can't be bothered to remember.so i stuck using the crap computer.maybe i should infect it with a virus!!!!!! lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;shaomin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-97804112564045500?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/97804112564045500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=97804112564045500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/97804112564045500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/97804112564045500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-blog-is-not-deaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.html' title='my blog is not deaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-1172296749020275641</id><published>2009-03-16T01:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T01:30:54.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i love to lingo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;heye everybody----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;today have S.O camp.it was quite fun! we get to play huddle,squirrel &amp;amp; tree and wacko.also got one called broken television ( yes,its &lt;em&gt;broken television&lt;/em&gt;.i am not mentally retarded.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;huddle was the best lor.but there was lots of pulling and tugging.&lt;s&gt;i like it cos its violent&lt;/s&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;tomorrow going to NUS high!!!!! for the D and T exibition. &lt;---- i know its the wrong spelling.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;OMG!!!!! naruto is so great lor.I can't believe there are ppl that don't appreciate naruto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and jason mraz should really get an award for best song of all time lor. all his songs so cuteeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;anyways, miley cyrus is so bad lor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;why she wanna discriminate asians?! so bad.we also never do anything to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i hate crappy celebs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;lalalalalalalala, elmo's world!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;what should i say now? what should i do now? oh i know! go visit the class blog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;laters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;shaomin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-1172296749020275641?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/1172296749020275641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=1172296749020275641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/1172296749020275641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/1172296749020275641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-love-to-lingo.html' title='i love to lingo!'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-5088725777050195896</id><published>2009-03-12T03:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T03:29:36.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am gonna close my blog.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I not gonna close the blog lah.just messing around with my blog titles. i realised a lot of times the word 'title' i always spell as 'tittle'.....aiyah wadeva&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i was trying to study math just now.but i gave up. sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;oh yes, sharon,if you want me to add you, can you pur-lease put your blog address?! cos i asked around but no one knows! lolz.today rachel tan brought the conexio 2008 magazine to school and everyone had a look of my ugly primary 6 face!!!!! ok wadeva.going off now. i know this is really short....^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;shaomin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-5088725777050195896?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/5088725777050195896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=5088725777050195896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/5088725777050195896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/5088725777050195896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-gonna-close-my-blog.html' title='I am gonna close my blog.'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-8066687550583941265</id><published>2009-03-07T04:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T04:45:34.934-08:00</updated><title type='text'>marley and me!</title><content type='html'>heys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I heart marley and me! it totally rocks! and I almost cried.i would have cried on the spot if there wasn't so many ppl there. marley DIED!!!!! bummer. I like touching stories. How old was marley when he died? maybe.....11 to 12? hmmm...poor doggie. After the show,almost everyone was sniffling. even the males!they sniffled more than the girls lor! got one guy busy sniffling and throwing all his tissues in the bin. -_-....its ok to be sensitive,but that guy was plain sissy.^^&lt;br /&gt;sensitive is better than those act cool one lah! got some boys keep laughing after the show to show how 'tough' they are.so fake! heh.&lt;br /&gt; I don't feel like going to school and tuition.  I really despise tuition lor.so BORING AND EARLY.and I have not done the chinese newspaper article thingy....not even history leh! D:&lt;br /&gt;ohmygosh...........................................................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont feel like doing!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shaomin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-8066687550583941265?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/8066687550583941265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=8066687550583941265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/8066687550583941265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; feeling so narked today! so many people made me pissed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i won't mention names, but you can be sure they should know who they are though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; i won't specify too much on what they have done.i am not that heartless.anyway i dont wanna remind myself and get the impulse to wallop them one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;some people.....like that dumb ass rich casey tay! what is her problem? keeps bugging me with her rich antics, keep telling me how her mum is gonna get the best teachers for her just cos we are going to rock-climbing camp together.its just for &lt;strong&gt;leisure.&lt;/strong&gt;do you know what &lt;strong&gt;leisure&lt;/strong&gt; means? &lt;strong&gt;for fun.&lt;/strong&gt;you don't have to go around bragging how stinking rich you are.we all already know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ok i had my fill of complaining.better go reply claudia's msn.she is pestering me!!!!!haha. and the above mentioned person does not read my blog.so it doesn't matter anyway. muahahahahahaha!that was lame.speaking of lame, i 'composed' this poem while in tuition class.its kinda retardo,i know.but i was bored.and i didnt take my medicine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For You- by lim shaomin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;for you, the world is like a hell hole,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cos you see the world through the shattered windows of your eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;for you, the rainbow never comes,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cos you shut your eyes from the world and never seem to see&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;for you, this world is full of lies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cos you're always suspecting of people deceiving you....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;for you i would do anything&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;from loving to lying &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;from laughing to crying&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but you don't know...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cos you shut away from this cold cold world&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and you never seem to care&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;if only you knew what this girl &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;has been sacrificing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;to keep you around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;if only you knew what i have been doing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;for just one person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;that is the one in the mirror looking back at you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;everything....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;do you understand at all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that the one you have been searching for&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;was standing beside you all this time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pressing you on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;giving you comfort&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;giving you warmth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but actions don't matter&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;not to you at the very least&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you aren't so easy to appease &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;after all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;if I had wings&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I could escape&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i would come back for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;just for you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but now i realise&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that nobody deserves such treatment &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and so much commitment&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so i will leave&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;all this for that person looking back at you in the mirror&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;everything...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;for you....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;its not exactly great i know. my kaypoh tuition friend said it was not emo. whatever. i just wanted to achieve the 'retardo effect'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;shaomin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-6233494403005144425?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/6233494403005144425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=6233494403005144425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/6233494403005144425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/6233494403005144425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/03/chew-toy-for-de-stressing-is-my-bolster.html' title='chew-toy for de-stressing is my bolster.'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-4522065505554113724</id><published>2009-02-22T05:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T06:42:53.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what's the reason now....</title><content type='html'>ks,got this from sarah chew,who still has not linked me......grrrs.....i am giving up on the subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What's the connection between you and the last person who called you? friends^^ (evangeline)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you ever turn you cellphone off? duh....to save battery.....^^ cos sometimes my crap charger spoil in the middle of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What happened to you at 10.00 am today? having boring tuition....yawn....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. When did you last cry? um....at night....for the people of the world. ok, i am really not bluffing. i can be a saint if i want ok?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What's your favorite thing to eat with peanut butter? um, i only eat it with bread...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What do you want in your life right now? money! and a nice housey.and more money.ok fine....health, happiness and no school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you use an umbrella when it rains or just put up your hood? umbrella! do you think i am turdy riding hood...also because my hoody once got some tissue paper and everyone was laughing at me....lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What're your favorite things to have on the bed? my snuggy quilt, smelly bolster, pillow,many other bolsters, and my naruto soft toy collection^^kawaii!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What bottom are you wearing right now? hush puppies shorts. don't laugh. i am such a sadwit i don't have any FBT of whatever shorts k....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What's the nicest text in your inbox say? dunno leh.alot of nice msgs!^^ i think from my cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you tend to make a relationship complicated? um, i don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Are you wearing anything you borrowed from someone? not! i always wear my own (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What was the last movie you caught? D-wars. some creepy movie about serpents and korean legends set in los angeles...how do you spell los angeles?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What are you proud of? me finally am rid of pimples^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What does the oldest text message in your inbox say? um, nicole sending me a message saying 'cello:)'....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What was the last song you sang out loud? naruto theme song! i sang it to evangeline over the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Do you have any nicknames? squirrel,nuts,smeller,naruto-obsesser....etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What does the last message of your inbox say? I thought got this question liao...=.='''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What time did you go to bed last night? 4 am.cos watching 'sassy girl chun-hyang' the korean drama^^ so nice lor!i woke up at 12 pm today as a result...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Are you currently happy? no.so give me money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Who gives you the best advice? mum. it always works.for some weirdo reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Do you eat whipped cream straight from the can? yuck!hate whip cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Who did you talk to on your phone last night? i think evangeline...or nicole...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Is anything bugging you right now? science graded paper...and cello lesson....* shudders*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What/ Who was the last one to make you laugh?" talking to myself in front of evangeline...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Do you wear toe socks? as in socks with holes? i wear them to school.cos they always pop out of the socks! hahax.even when have to do dance.^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Who was the last person you missed a call from? nicole....^^ oops...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Have you ever had your heart broken? nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What annoys you most in a person? 1) dont treasure friendship 2) give in to popularity 3) being mean and bossy.....etc...&lt;br /&gt;30. Do you have a crush on anyone? hmm....&lt;em&gt;yes&lt;/em&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Have you ever done cocaine? what is cocaine? let me ask my bro.... UM NO!!!!!YUEK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. What is the colour of your room? pink and white.yuek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Would you kill a person you hate for a billion dollars? maybe. pretend its accident...muahahahaha! no lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Do you believe in the saying 'talk in cheap'? yeah. i always do that. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Who was the last person to lie on your bed?My brother, reading my homework.&lt;strong&gt;wait&lt;/strong&gt;. GET OFF!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Who was the last person to hug you? myself.yesterday night cos the air-con too cold and i too lazy to change the temperature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Did anyone see the last person you kissed?......no. but i do kiss my soft toys goodnight. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Do you have a life?Yes! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Have you ever dreamed that someone died when they actually didn't? yes. and it was bloody hell scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. What's the reason behind your blog song? i like the rythmm! (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Who was the last person you saw in your dreams?forgot lah.i hardly dream...my life so monotonous right?...i think it was someone from naruto!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Last time you smiled? um...i just smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Have you changed this year? nope.sadly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. What are you listening to right now? marie digby- say it again (its so nice!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Are you talking to someone when doing this? my dad was nagging me just now.i shouted at my bro just now.i smiled at my younger bro for bringing my water^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Do you walk with your eyes open or closed? lame question. obviously open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Is there a quote you live by? 1) people change, but memories never.&lt;br /&gt;2) destiny is inevitable, but fate can be changed.&lt;br /&gt;3) don't lie to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;got so much more....but can't remember....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Do you want someone you can't have? yes!!!!! i want everyone in naruto to be my good friends!i mean some :  naruto: he is so funny!&lt;br /&gt;gaara: he so cool!=.=&lt;br /&gt;neji, temari, sai, kakashi etc....love'em!^^ i am really obsessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Have you ever played an instument? depends. if you mean playing like crap, piano, guitar, violin and most recently,cello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. What was the worst day you had in a week? having a day where you know what kind of bad things are already gonna happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. What were you doing last night at 11.00pm? watching korean drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Are you happy with your love life right now?Yes. being single is great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. What song describes your love life? i have no love life. but i would like some depressing ones^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Does that person know you like him/her?No?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Who always makes you laugh? eening, yongyi....etc.....they always make me laugh.for some weird reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Do you speak other languages other than english?Chinese! ( ni hao)&lt;br /&gt;spanish ( gracias!)&lt;br /&gt;japanese ( kso! ( 'shit' in japanese)&lt;br /&gt;french ( bonjour!)&lt;br /&gt;malay ( makan!)&lt;br /&gt;indonesian ( ...um i forgot...)&lt;br /&gt;cantonese ( just the numbers....)&lt;br /&gt;and lots more crap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. Are you blond? NO. proud of being a brunette. anyway, no offence or being racist, some ppl say blonde ang mohs are dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. What's your middle name. smelly.or turd.or squirrel.etc....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. What are you doing tomorrow? dong school time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. What do you think you are like? annoying at times and kinda blur and frank,but you can't help but adore my charm! muahahahahahaha!that is,if you are my friend and you know me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Who will you choose to die with? ppl mourning from all over the world...but thats just a weird thought...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. Where have you been today?Home.....so xian.and i have been to get something from my aunt,but was sleeping in the car so that doesn't count...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. What game do you play usually? dunno. many kinds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Who are you missing right now? claudia...shannon....eening....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. If you have to choose between friends and love which one would you pick? friends. love is crap. muahahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. What are you doing right now? breathing.this thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67.which primary school are you from? st nicks girls school^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. Name colours you like. baby blue, soft pink, violet, silver, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69.what emoctions do you like to show on msn?  ^^, O.o, -.-''', :) , XD, T.T etc....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70.what is life to you?  something ppl make too complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. If you have something troubling you, what would you do? worry,get it solved,be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72.who did you chat on msn with today? claudia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. Who do you admire the most naruto.hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74.what month were you born in? december...hint hint....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. How are you feeling right now. bored.worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. What time is it now? 10.29 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77.where are you right now? my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. What colour did you use to dye your hair. i have never dyed my hair leh...but if given a choice, i would say brown. or hot pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. Why are you doing this test? cos don't want to do hmwk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. What do you do when you're moody? mooch around.cry for no reason, vent anger on brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. At what age do you plan to marry? dunno.depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. what is more important to you?lover or friends? friends.lovers can't be really trusted.but frens can^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. Do you think you have enough confidence?nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. Who is the person you trust most? God, parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. Do you believe seeing a rainbow after the rain? not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. If you had a dream come true, what would it be?money,naruto characters come alive XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. What is your goal this year? to get great results, have more confidence and let ppl believe in me for once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. Do you believe in eternity love?Yes .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. What feeling do you love most? happiness,accomplishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. Do you really thinks it's Global Warming right now? duh.poor earth :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. What feeling do you hate the most? boredom, loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. Do you cherish every single friendship of yours?Yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93. Do you believe in God?Yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. Who cares for you the most?God! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. What do you think is the most important thing in your life? health,wealth,brains,looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96.what will you bring when you fight? magic powers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. What have you regretted doing in your life? lots of things...sighs....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98.what do you feel when no one no longer cares for you? depressed,surely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99.what if your stead two-timed  you? i will mash his brains out.for real.lol XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100.what do you want now? perfect completed homework.^^ i wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok,finally done! *panting*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shaomin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-4522065505554113724?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/4522065505554113724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=4522065505554113724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/4522065505554113724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/4522065505554113724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/02/whats-reason-now.html' title='what&apos;s the reason now....'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-3990569046253258501</id><published>2009-02-19T05:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T05:20:53.124-08:00</updated><title type='text'>uniturds!</title><content type='html'>yaye(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is a happy day.^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and nicole did some crappish cheena movie kinda thing and we did the theme song and dramatic parts.it was kinda ok i guess.^^ok,it was SUPER FUNNY AND ASSININE!!!! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,a note to claudia lim:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i chat with you on msn, i expect you to ANSWER. and i mean quickly. i know you type really slow,but there is no reason to take 20 mins to type some word like 'yaye' or stuff like that.hahas.&lt;br /&gt; oh yeah, i really like the name unitards.dunno why.uniturds also nice lah, but i don't think much of you don't mind being called a 'tard' or 'turd' for pro-long periods of time....^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shaomin!&lt;br /&gt;the uni-queen! muahahahahahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-3990569046253258501?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/3990569046253258501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=3990569046253258501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/3990569046253258501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/3990569046253258501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/02/uniturds.html' title='uniturds!'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-984978016875629596</id><published>2009-02-18T00:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T01:02:53.867-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GHOST SONG!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I READ SOMEWHERE THAT WRITING IN CAPS FORM IRRITATES PPL.SO I WILL DO JUST THAT.HEHEHE....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;NO LAH I NOT SO BAD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;today SO was so damn fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;the teachers let us play a few songs on the piano to see out of the three songs we could play,which one we want...i tell you they all sounded horrible.most of the time we just mooched around.but then when we tried playing the songs on the piano there was this japanese song called 'sakura' that sounded really spooky.and there was this old broken violin with a string missing at the corner (if michelle is reading this,yes,its the violin you borrowed from the school....) so we switched off the lights,and watched scary videos on the handphone.then afterwards,we tried out the violin and it sounded so spooky i think maybe, was it nicole? not sure,but someone shouted cos she got scared and we all laughed and switched on the light.then we chatted and decided to do a haunted house kinda thing for the seniors during SO camp. ashley will play the horrible violin which makes a screeching and eerie sound,stephanie will play the freaky piano, me and the rest will be the 'ghosts' and do weird things to the string orchestra room.like fake blood on the walls and stuff like that.and we rehearsed many times,taking turns to be the 'victims'.so we had to scare each other.it was freaky and I actually screamed really loudly.hehe.what?!it was a cold room and the ambience was freaky ok?! and whatever.^^ so we are gonna do haunted house instead of just playing the piano and doing some crap singing.yuek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;its all rather exciting.i am kinda getting mixed feelings for SO.i like the string family itself,but i don't like the lessons.but it should be alright.i am trying to practise my theory more.i am getting rusted.i actually could not recognize the 'b' note.yup.utter shock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;whatever.whenever.i still don't like MEP though.hehehehehahahahahohoho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;no offence to MEP girls who are my buddies.i just don't like how they give priority to MEP students....LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;shaomin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-984978016875629596?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/984978016875629596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=984978016875629596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/984978016875629596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/984978016875629596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/02/ghost-song.html' title='GHOST SONG!!!!!!!'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-3658647102175427902</id><published>2009-02-16T21:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T21:53:15.185-08:00</updated><title type='text'>so irritated.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;string orchestra is giving me a major headache...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;everyone is a damn MEP girl and very high piano grade.so pissed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;bet the teacher is very biased to them one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;must go boot-lick!haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;but then i scared the SYF they don't let me go leh...i know that selection thing happens like 2 years later but still...the teacher sure choose that girl I_g_id (keep the names private lor...) to go for the SYF cos she already grade 4 cellist.so irritating. I hate this unfairness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;ok so maybe it is true that giving these girls priority is the best thing but since we all got chosen for string orchestra they should give us all a fair chance and a fair start.then must work double hard for cello.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;but there is so much homework and assignments! not even two months of starting school and we are packed with so much things to do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;grrr....this is a crap and stressful life.somemore got some worrying friendship problems where that friend  is totally unaware of.or seems to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;shaomin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-3658647102175427902?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/3658647102175427902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=3658647102175427902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/3658647102175427902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/3658647102175427902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/02/so-irritated.html' title='so irritated.'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-6292517944152535159</id><published>2009-02-13T17:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T18:02:21.385-08:00</updated><title type='text'>where's my crown?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I think I have become addicted to blogging.&lt;br /&gt;oh crap.&lt;br /&gt;Just now the phone rang and I tried to answer it.&lt;br /&gt;knocking down a cup of warm water that I have been drinking to&lt;br /&gt;stop my cough.somehow I actually thought would work.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, now the table is wet, my school diary is wet and math teacher's worksheet also wet.&lt;br /&gt;if mrs seah don't kill me I probably would kill myself.&lt;br /&gt;the caller had the WRONG FREAKING NUMBER.&lt;br /&gt;why are some ppl so spastic?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;THE CONVERSATION &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt; person in italics.me in normal font.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;can I speak to mister johnny low?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;who's that speaking?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I want to speak to mister johnny low now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sorry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;mister low! are you his secretary is it? why you don't let me talk to him eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I am not his secretary. I think you got the wrong number.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;then are you mr. mah's  secretary?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I am not anybody's secretary!!!!! (start to have a fits)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;.....are you sure?...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;.....................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;may i speak to mr.johnny low?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt; ( I slam the phone down.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;who the hell is mr johnny low?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;shaomin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-6292517944152535159?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/6292517944152535159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=6292517944152535159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/6292517944152535159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/6292517944152535159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/02/wheres-my-crown.html' title='where&apos;s my crown?'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4336108594593304174.post-4813014294766131909</id><published>2009-02-13T07:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T08:07:58.098-08:00</updated><title type='text'>quiz crap.</title><content type='html'>got this quiz thingy from sarah's blog....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) First of all, how old are you?12+...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Do you believe in reincarnation? abit lah...also dunno if true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Would you rather be deaf or blind?deaf.duh...if not how to watch naruto.anyway I only read the subtitles.though I take japanese, I don't understand a word they are talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) If you found out your best friend was gay/lesbian, what would you do? accept them. I mean, what can they do? as long as they don't fall for my beauty.LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Do you consider yourself a good listener? sometimes. If its not on boring crap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Would you rather be short or tall? obviously tall! I have been average all my life! its irritating looking up at simwee everytime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Would you rather be overly happy and poor, or overly wealthy and happy?Overly wealthy and happy. still happy what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8)Would you consider your relationship with your parents bad, okay, good? okay okay lah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Do you like to dance? NO. unless its free dancing. then can be dance retarded and no one will know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Are you shy to ask someone out? probably yes.but haven't ask before so it depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Do you like to talk on the phone? lame question. DUH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Would you rather go on a walk or watch TV? usually watch tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) What’s your dream honeymoon place? in narutoland. hehehehhohooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) What would be the first thing you’d change about yourself? stop being shy and secluded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) Do you think boys or girls have it easier? boys have it too easy. they can get away with being turdy.sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) If you had a round-trip ride in any time machine, where would you go? I would go back to the 10 million TOTO draw and win the 10 million. yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) If you could be invisible for a day, what would you do?creep friends out and kick dumb teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) Do you like Adidas, Nike, Fila, or Reebok [or any other brand]? I don't even know any brands lah.... MYUK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) If you could change your name, what would it be? Colgate. no lah kidding.actually not sure.I like alot of names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) If you were in a theater and someone was crying, would you laugh? No. just tell the person to keep quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) Have you ever thought you were going to die?yeah. I get heart pangs (not broken heartness!) and weird vomiting fits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was abit boring.but good time consumer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shaomin rules.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4336108594593304174-4813014294766131909?l=walking-through-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/4813014294766131909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4336108594593304174&amp;postID=4813014294766131909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/4813014294766131909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4336108594593304174/posts/default/4813014294766131909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-through-memories.blogspot.com/2009/02/quiz-crap.html' title='quiz crap.'/><author><name>music is my soul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17218355792352587624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
