<?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-659641600347340866</id><updated>2011-07-08T09:00:27.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yanbing ♥</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>78</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-659641600347340866.post-8439475424312437979</id><published>2010-05-22T23:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T23:44:31.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I GOT A NEW BLOG :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://turnedinto-ice.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://turnedinto-ice.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-8439475424312437979?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/8439475424312437979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=8439475424312437979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/8439475424312437979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/8439475424312437979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-got-new-blog-httpturnedinto-ice.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-151270912731490759</id><published>2010-05-21T04:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T04:54:43.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Goodness, it's damn late/early now. 4.12am.&lt;br /&gt;I finished gpp!&lt;br /&gt;..but lit is screwed man. Omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It kind of sucks how I'm starting to dislike trainings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really, really, really, REALLY hate getting picked on all the time.&lt;br /&gt;It's like whenever stuff is being explained, I'll ALWAYS get mentioned somehow.&lt;br /&gt;So no one makes the mistake except me? I put in extra effort and I still get picked on? While some others were putting so much lesser effort?? I can't do a drill properly, I get glared at, others can't do the drill, just ignore. Rightt, so I'm the one who makes &lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt; the mistakes. Why aren't THEY getting scolded too?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like damn upsetting on wednesday's training ugh.&lt;br /&gt;We played mini-matches, and like practically every 5mins I'll get scolded once. I know, I don't really think while playing, but still! I know my skills are so not there yet, but still!! &lt;br /&gt;It's not like &lt;em&gt;everyone else&lt;/em&gt; was doing &lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt; the right things what. It's not like &lt;em&gt;everyone else&lt;/em&gt; was playing like national players what. &lt;br /&gt;I wasn't the only one.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just easy to pick on, isn't it.&lt;br /&gt;And it's damn pissing how I can get blamed not just for what I did wrongly, but also what OTHERS did. So you can take your time to stroll to your position, talking to each other, with your backs facing the ball and be oblivious to the starting game, then miss my ball when I pass it to you after calling you too, &lt;em&gt;and you scold ME for that&lt;/em&gt;?! I get scolded for having slow reaction, not being able to stop the ball in time sometimes, okay fine, I accept that. My reaction is freaking slow. I know. But when I'm actually being faster and in the end your miss the ball, I GET SCOLDED?! What the hell, seriously. &lt;u&gt;Freaking annoying.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this goes on, I'm going to hate trainings like shit, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Okay fine, so people tell me that if I get really sian/upset/annoyed while playing, I'll just end up playing in a worser and worser manner.. But what the shit?! You think I'll want to feel so frustrated and pissed?! &lt;u&gt;I can't help it!!!&lt;/u&gt; So, what, you mean people can just scold you so many thousand times and you just ignore and still feel happy and confident about yourself and what you're doing??!&lt;br /&gt;It sucks like shit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about this is like giving me a headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow it's almost 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so angsty nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to finish replying to Maryam's letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to sleep but I'm scared that I'll oversleep again.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be late for school anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I think I still have 1 or 2 more cwos to do omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pw's screwing up too. I never thought our group will have conflicts.. But now that we actually started working together, we're like arguing over the smallest matters what the shit! Omg man. Stupid things like where to meet up okay. Damn stupid right. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;Idk how this project will end up, but I really hope it'll be good. Or at least not bad la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm damn freaking hungry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I shall just go pack my bag and go to school soon. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe I'll sleep for a while on the sofa. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I feel quite very pathetic. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I really hope things will start to look up from now on. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-151270912731490759?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/151270912731490759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=151270912731490759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/151270912731490759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/151270912731490759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2010/05/goodness-its-damn-lateearly-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-5142850156960837288</id><published>2010-05-16T22:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T22:55:25.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm. This kind of sucks.&lt;br /&gt;I hate how everyone knows everyone else. Like everyone's connected somehow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T told me about his friend E last time. She's now Dan's classmate.&lt;br /&gt;I used to not like T's friend C. Cause she used to like him and all. Like they're really close and all that? Her sister is B's classmate.&lt;br /&gt;A school mate is T's good friend now. Or is it classmate. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa. What the shitz man. I don't like C and her sister C.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH. I think i don't like the sister more. She's B's classmate ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGH WHAT THE SHIT I'M LIKE FREAKING HOPELESS MAN THIS IS BAD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-5142850156960837288?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/5142850156960837288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=5142850156960837288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/5142850156960837288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/5142850156960837288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2010/05/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-1514221088737913138</id><published>2010-05-15T00:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T00:31:32.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate it how i always get picked on all the time.&lt;br /&gt;I hate it how i'm getting bitchier by the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shitz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pierced my ears again today :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it! I wanted to go for the basketball match but nobody could/wanted to go with me!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a loner. Omg!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like my pw group! Everyone's like so easy to get along with :D&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's session was somewhat wasted again.. But it was DAMN FREAKING FUNNY man. Hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't need a parachute&lt;br /&gt;Baby, if I've got you&lt;br /&gt;Baby, if I've got you&lt;br /&gt;I don't need a parachute&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna catch me&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna catch if I fall&lt;br /&gt;Down, down, down &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-1514221088737913138?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/1514221088737913138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=1514221088737913138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/1514221088737913138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/1514221088737913138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-hate-it-how-i-always-get-picked-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-6023298319273803165</id><published>2010-05-09T15:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T15:26:53.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZrDxe9gK8Gk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZrDxe9gK8Gk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tropfest NY 2008 winner, "Mankind Is No Island" by Jason van Genderen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-6023298319273803165?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/6023298319273803165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=6023298319273803165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/6023298319273803165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/6023298319273803165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2010/05/tropfest-ny-2008-winner-mankind-is-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-6027164268682557664</id><published>2010-05-09T14:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T15:31:58.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was clearing the shit stuff on this blog, like deleting the calendar and links and all that when i came across the level blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That was such a long time ago, oh my animals!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't even remember how it was like when we first met. For now, all i know is that i love them to the bones and it's like as though i've known them all my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This feeling is so overwhelming idk what to feel.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm even at a loss of words.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've gone through so much before, but i can't remember them all. The memories feel so distant. I hate it how my memory fails me so badly ugh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/S-ZkkxAUe7I/AAAAAAAAAOg/qV9W8mS5oRQ/s1600/%E7%85%A7%E7%89%87+468.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469169380280794034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/S-ZkkxAUe7I/AAAAAAAAAOg/qV9W8mS5oRQ/s320/%E7%85%A7%E7%89%87+468.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love you all my darling levelmates. To the max.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://the-mini-zoo.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://the-mini-zoo.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-6027164268682557664?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/6027164268682557664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=6027164268682557664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/6027164268682557664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/6027164268682557664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-was-clearing-shit-stuff-on-this-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/S-ZkkxAUe7I/AAAAAAAAAOg/qV9W8mS5oRQ/s72-c/%E7%85%A7%E7%89%87+468.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-659641600347340866.post-200523618738851407</id><published>2010-05-09T13:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T16:34:18.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm blogging. Omg. After like what, one entire year?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, maryam asked me to. So i did :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to change all my previous posts to private..&lt;br /&gt;But i've no idea how to D:&lt;br /&gt;Someone help me??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boo. I've nothing to talk about. Bye to no one, i'm out~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can we pretend that airplanes &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the night sky&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are like shooting stars &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I could really use a wish right now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A wish right now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A wish right now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-200523618738851407?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/200523618738851407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=200523618738851407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/200523618738851407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/200523618738851407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2010/05/hi-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-7571748099206906816</id><published>2008-12-17T21:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T21:50:54.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh my. Hols are ending soon. 2009's coming soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay crap, I don't think I'm ready for next year. At all. Sec4 is scary. Very, very, very extremely scary.&lt;br /&gt;It's so horrible to think of it now of how I wasted so much time when I could have prepared myself better for next year, for o levels. AHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-7571748099206906816?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/7571748099206906816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=7571748099206906816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/7571748099206906816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/7571748099206906816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/12/oh-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-4388690956549301364</id><published>2008-12-01T23:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T23:22:00.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHA with special requests from munling, I've decided to blog again. But then again, there's nothing much to blog about anyway. Same thing's happening everyday hmm D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I shall mention that I ran into Siewjia the other day at courts HAHA. That was really funny. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah and I really meant nothing much to talk about. I'm done thank you.&lt;br /&gt;(Bet everyone's out having fun while I stay at home and stone/rot. Sad life.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn. My parents are crazy. They don't let me out and are probably going to ban me from the com?! Oh great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-4388690956549301364?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/4388690956549301364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=4388690956549301364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/4388690956549301364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/4388690956549301364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/12/haha-with-special-requests-from-munling.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-4511656474197184834</id><published>2008-11-22T19:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T20:23:11.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ULTIMATE BOREDOM GENERATED RANDOMNESS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes and yesterday night (aka this morning) at 5am, I was still up watching hana yori dango. I'm crazy, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well, even though I was really, really, really, really, really, really(x10000), pissed off by makino, I still continued watching episodes after episodes -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAKINO IS BAKA DESU!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, why? Oh, cause she keeps on saying that her heart is breaking and all that BUT SHE DON'T REALISE IT'S FREAKING BECAUSE SHE FELL FOR DOUMYOUJI ALREADY!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then then then she keep on having porno flashbacks of how this girl, his fiancee was sitting on him. -_- Its so annoying having to keep on seeing that CONTINUOUS FLASHBACKS =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA okay so &lt;u&gt;lame-o&lt;/u&gt; :DDD&lt;br /&gt;(I dislike Makino Tskushi! TSK TSK.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-4511656474197184834?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/4511656474197184834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=4511656474197184834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/4511656474197184834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/4511656474197184834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/11/ultimate-boredom-generated-randomness.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-6526023330152930064</id><published>2008-11-22T19:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T19:55:57.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"You know when you listen to music playing from another room? And you're singing along because it's a tune that you really love? When a door closes or a train passes by so you can't hear the music anymore, but you sing along anyway...then, no matter how much time passes, when you hear the music again, you're still in the exact same time with it. That's what love is like." - &lt;em&gt;Anonymous&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm somewhere near dead-bored.&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm not making much sense.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, bleh :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-6526023330152930064?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/6526023330152930064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=6526023330152930064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/6526023330152930064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/6526023330152930064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/11/you-know-when-you-listen-to-music.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-3151483011254544685</id><published>2008-11-18T22:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T01:21:19.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HWOA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello I'm Number One :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've finally decided to blog again since today was way too fun to not be blogged on, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met Galen first(like 2 hours plus before Nicole came eh! :o) then Nicole decided to pangseh us for her nails so we ended up eating lunch without her(OH I finally got to eat my hot devil drumlets! :DD) and after that walked around quite aimlessly for 1 whole hour waiting for her.(HAHA tried to tease her by emphasising how many time we walked around the whole marina square ;D but don't worry, not angry at you la :D) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While waiting, we found this super kawaii desu machine where you scoop up the thing and drop them onto this moving plate thing which, if you're lucky, will drop into the opening. Yup, like the sweets machine type just that it's the cuter version of sesame street haha. So Galen got hooked on to that on and meanwhile, madam Nicole Lee came. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watched Madagascar 2 haha. They planned to watch quantum of solace but then I watched it alr.. That's why it was changed to Madagascar.(Sorry again people!) But anyway I think both of them enjoyed it? (Paiseh for laughing so loud la, can't help it. When I watch comedies, it's like that one -_-) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to the arcade after that and Nicole straight away rushed over to house of the dead haha. The two of them uh, play until like siao eh, spend so much on it. Nicole spent 10 bucks on it eh! Nicole's para para skills is like.. Uh, imitating a chicken trying to fly. Yeah, perfect description HEHE DON'T KILL ME ;D K la, not that bad la better than me, not that I can even remember playing it.. :o After that we rushed over to the hitting-red-green-blue-buttons game,(bishi bashi game in Galen's words haha) and I proved to be unable to play it well since I wasted quite alot of their 50cents -_- (SORRY AGAIN! That y'all paid for my numerous game overs -_-^) Hand pain! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Starbucks; Action City, Nicole getting her fake bread smell bread stress ball HAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Galen was totally crazy over the elmo and big bird he got la and wanted more so we went back AND HE GOT NICOLE HOOKED ON TO IT TOO. -_-^ Poor me okay, had to try to hard to stop them from throwing all their money away trying to scoop up sesame street toys hur. OH THEN NICOLE WAS SUPER FUNNY, she missed the toys and scooped up nothing for 4 time consecutively! Then they took turns trying to get the freaking toys out and kept on saying last 2 dollar, last 2 dollar to me, but no, obviously they didn't stop at that 2 dollar la, spent like how much uh! Tsk tsk. And in the end I tried and at that first attempt, I GOT A BIG BIRD!(Omg I've no idea why I keep on typing big &lt;strong&gt;bard&lt;/strong&gt;! :O) They were like going to kill me alr like that la haha. But it was really frustrating and annoying how the thing can just get stuck there even though the super huge head's alr sticking out. And there was once when Galen could almost have gotten one but after the opening closed cause the try ended, like at least 4 of them dropped down! Like they slided off the opening! SO CLOSE EH. If the opening just closed like 5secs later then Galen's wouldn't have been worth 7 each, and instead be like 2 bucks each la HAHA. AND I WAS LAUGH SO HARD THROUGHOUT UNTIL MY STOMACH WAS LIKE GOING TO DROP OUT ALR LA HAHAHA! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway it was super super fun and funny, and reached home like almost 1 hour late. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270046917731396706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SSL3v_EFrGI/AAAAAAAAANU/7V2-u7W3g7o/s320/Photo082A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(Anyhow rushed a photo haha.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-3151483011254544685?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/3151483011254544685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=3151483011254544685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/3151483011254544685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/3151483011254544685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/11/hwoa.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SSL3v_EFrGI/AAAAAAAAANU/7V2-u7W3g7o/s72-c/Photo082A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-659641600347340866.post-4125662930226020999</id><published>2008-11-10T15:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T15:52:58.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have decided to accompany my blog since it's the holidays. Thats cause I'M EXTREEEEEEEMELY BORED ): Sad life luh, my mum don't really let me outtttt.&lt;br /&gt;BUT ANYWAY WE'RE GOING ON A FISHING TRIP ON CHAR-LOT-TEH'S BIRTHDAY! :D SO FUN OMG I CAN'T WAIT! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah, I don't dislike facebook anymore haha. I've been trying to look for my qifa friends. I suddenly have an urge to see them again. I miss them.. And to think the last time we were together were like 6 years ago. That's like almost half my life! HAHA. Yup heard they're having a class gathering and I really want to go too. But it'd be really extra and weird right. Like probably no one even remember or know me. That's quite sad. Like I didn't really fit in nh, and now I won't fit in in qf either. K, nevermind I shan't think too much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I have nothing else to blog about, since I haven't been doing much these few days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH WAIT I SUDDENLY REMEMBERED.&lt;br /&gt;The other day I went swimming at dan's house :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA yeah that's all actually. K, back to facebook!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-4125662930226020999?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/4125662930226020999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=4125662930226020999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/4125662930226020999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/4125662930226020999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-have-decided-to-accompany-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-3834592364655883183</id><published>2008-10-28T22:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T23:00:48.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg miss ong ziying just called me a loser when she did exactly the same thing as me okay. Haha the story goes like this..&lt;br /&gt;(During chem. lesson in the LT.. )&lt;br /&gt;Mrs C(the &lt;s&gt;wall&lt;/s&gt;internet has &lt;s&gt;ears&lt;/s&gt;eyes :o) walks around to check who didn’t bring their work. Ms XYB happens to be really suay to have totally forgotten about bringing hers and was very unfortunately sitting on along the aisle. Mrs C walks up to her while YB was kind of stoning and YB quickly pretends to take out her pencil, which was still peacefully lying in her pencil case though it was alr halfway through the lesson..&lt;br /&gt;Mrs C: Where’s your worksheet?&lt;br /&gt;YB: Uhh.. I didn’t bring it cause I didn’t know we’re using this today.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs C: We already told you all that we’re going to use this the whole of this week. This shows that you were not listening!&lt;br /&gt;YB: Uh uhh.. But I brought all the other worksheets..!&lt;br /&gt;20mins later.. (Mrs C up at the front with the microphone.)&lt;br /&gt;Mrs C: Girls, how are you all going to learn if you don’t bring your notes! Why do people bring all other worksheets but just not these mole concept worksheets! Didn’t we tell you all that we’re going to use it the whole of this week! *blah blah, goes on and on and on*&lt;br /&gt;NL whispers to YB: Eh who ask you don’t say you did bring all the other mole concept worksheets.. -_- You see la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Geog&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t get human geog. I don’t get the connection between food and geography. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bio&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were all like happily talking away hehe. It was really funny eh. OMG EH WE SHOULD START THE &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;MIDDLE PARTING GANG&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; HAHA SUPER UNGLAM I KNOW BUT EH YOU CAN’T DENY IT’S NOT HILARIOUS! ;D Omg laaaa lily(my nicolee’s new nickname ;D) called me a Chinese pervert cause apparently, I look like one when I do middle parting -_- K, I’m totally addicted to making people with fringe to do middle parting HAHA. Dan looks like doumyouji, my lily looks like a lion(cause of the weirdness of after-pin-ups, and mine happens to be much worse than hers most of the time the fringe gets totally out of shape D: ), Chelsea looks like a china doll(hmph she called me a china man -_-) and munling just looks, munling.. HAHA then me and dan wanted to get qianyi’s attention to make her do the middle parting thing too but cause she was at the other side of the auditorium, she obviously didn’t even realise we were glaring at her trying to get her attention. Then in the end me and dan had some lame debates on how qianyi’s trying to “fake awakeness”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg I’m so long winded hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyoooo I don’t want to go night safari eh so scary. I’ve a phobia of the &lt;i&gt;stuff&lt;/i&gt; eh ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;Saturday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6F gathering after a loooooong time.&lt;br /&gt;Bussed down to boon lay, and didn’t know that the bus terminates at the interchange(where I was going) and got off like 1 stop earlier at some ulu place thinking that I was going to be bussed to some unknown place if I got off any later.. Retarded, yes. So I walked over to jurong point and used my super power navigating skills to almost successfully get through jurong point and to the bus interchange. Called esther and tried to help her find me haha and in actually fact, I was quite near her. So anyway her just as pro navigating skills helped her find me and together, we got to the mrt station to meet yanling they all. Weirdly, there was very very long queues of people at the mrt station :O Haha yeah so we found yanling. With matthew and yuen hyung. Waited a while, almost suffocated with the super crowded crowd(my nonsense) and a few of the RV people came, shereen, gayle, janice ang. Then hanson came and we left for mrs loh’s house! Haha the bus interchange was huge, loads of people, and super long dist to walk to find our bus. Didn’t know exactly where to alight, yanling was very helpful to suggest that we anyhow guess. HAHA. She had this long chain of instructions which sounded something like this: After you see sheng siong, press the bell. Get off the bus and walk through this ulu and dark path. Walk through the park, walk straight, turn right, walk forward. Yup but we didn’t really get it so mrs loh was really kind to decide to come over to the bus stop to fetch us. Mrs loh’s house is really nice but with scary steps that threatens my survival.. (K, not so serious but, you get the idea ;D)&lt;br /&gt;[Random insert of the list of people who were there haha. Yanling, weiying, me, esther, shereen, gayle, janice ang, ho ching, rachel, jollin, kaimin, yuen hyung, hanson, matthew, tianyi. 11 girls, 4 guys. 15 of us in total. Not bad, not bad eh? Though less than half the class -_-]&lt;br /&gt;The food prepared was real nice :D Talked a little, played poker, I LEARNT THIS NEW GAME :D Hahaha Pig la, and I was a level 1 pig -_- Quite fun la then the murderer game which I never got how to play -_-^ Got bored and everyone decided to go watch tv.. Nothing nice was on at first so somehow, we were watching this bollywood thing. SUPER LOL OKAY OMGGGG. HAHA. K, maybe I’ll go look up the name of the show/movie haha. Yup it was super(x100000 times) corny + hilarious + lame(if it doesn’t mean the same thing as corny haha). But anyway, we switched over to this kind-of-equally-lame movie, Octopus. We were like, eh isn’t this on some freaky huge octopus? We didn’t even see the octopus eh haha! Yeah it seemed kind of lame but maybe cause when we started watching it was alr ending. It’s like this group of people were escaping from the sewage cause it was going to blow up due to the octopus in there. But when the people came out of the sewage, the octopus came out too and the people shot it, so it died. Then we were like, eh I bet another octopus will suddenly come out! (Cause the octopus just died so easily..) But noooo it was the end. -_- HAHA. Then we went on to watch this thriller, vacancy. Was it called that? Haha quite scary la(though to think about it in the end, there’s nothing much very scary -_-) and the girls were like covering our eyes through most of the parts. Creepy psychopaths la, don’t bother watching it. But it was fun watching with so many people haha. The guys were like,(to the girls) don’t scream la, not even scary can, your screamings makes the movie scarier eh. Haha but yup I survived through the movie peeping through my fingers hehe and I was facing away from the tv most of the time -_- But I still got through the gist of the movie! Took a group photo, post it up another time when I get it! Kaimin send it to us quickly! :D Too bad I didn’t take with everyone when I brought a cam ): Whoa regret ): Kk next time! :D&lt;br /&gt;Got a lift from yanling with matthew, got home at like 11. THANK YOU TYL! :D&lt;br /&gt;Oh and if I didn’t mention, which I don’t think I did, I wore this super long skirt that too threatened my survival cause I kept stepping on it. Omg yes once again, retardation. :D&lt;br /&gt;The gathering was really really fun, hope the next one’s coming real soon! :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sunday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GE &lt;s&gt;run&lt;/s&gt;WALK(HAHA) was quite fun eh took loads of photos along the way, like excursion like that eh! HAHA. Post the photos another time, lazy to upload them now xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, there was this black spider on my bed just now! :O I don’t dare to sleep omg ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-3834592364655883183?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/3834592364655883183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=3834592364655883183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/3834592364655883183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/3834592364655883183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/10/omg-miss-ong-ziying-just-called-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-1672371638671611844</id><published>2008-10-25T16:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T17:00:48.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whoa my nails are black. So halloween-ish :DD&lt;br /&gt;Long time since I last painted them and long time since I last blogged too :D&lt;br /&gt;I can't really be bothered to blog nowadays. Not even getting onto the com so yup anyway now I'm on -_-&lt;br /&gt;Eesh I'm SO EXCITED for later's class gathering I really misss that bunch of people(♥!) very very badly since I haven't seen them in a time much longer than the last time I blogged or painted my nails added together. But well, I'll get to see them in just a few more hours yay!♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neeway, yesterday we were like finally out (also in a loooong time) WITHOUT SCHOOL UNIFORM whoo! :D Me and dan met at school to open the rc room to take out the stretcher for the secthrees and cause we were not in school uniform, the freaking disgustipating csg(chinese security guard, fyi) stopped us and wanted to check our student pass. Dan was like saying 'shouldn't he alr know us by now, see us so many times alr' -_- So yeah, we showed him la and he was like staring at us for so long wts yuck. Went down to PS for brunch at Cafe cartel with the ex-box, aisha amelia chelsea dan nicole, but they were late so the two of us walked around and went trying on loads of clothes at fox haha the clothes were real nice eh omg :O Haha then chelsea and aisha came and we were to cafe cartel and started eating bread haha. We were like totally bread crazy la, ate so much haha but that's cause it's superbly yummy aye :D Hehe we free loaded quite alot eh ;D The oreo milkshake I shared with dan was like whoa so good HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Went over to far east to meet zing and walked around, saw pap! :D Got a new pair or wedges from my favourite mondo! So pretty :DD Haha after that we had to rush back to school cause dan and zing were having evac gold lessons with munching ma'am and sylvia ma'am. And so I sat in the room and did some work for like 3 hours -_- They ended at 6++, went back to town for dinner at taka haha. Got my super-early-2-months-in-advance christmas present: treat to pepper lunch(pepper dinner haha) by dan and zing HAHA. Zing totally admitted that she's cheapskate ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O levels in like 11 more days omo :O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-1672371638671611844?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/1672371638671611844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=1672371638671611844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/1672371638671611844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/1672371638671611844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/10/whoa-my-nails-are-black.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-7247073756325608010</id><published>2008-10-08T22:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T00:08:40.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sigh 2-day marking day holiday gone preparing for open house.&lt;br /&gt;Like whoa I stayed out longer than usual school days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm even doing open hse prep now! NO LIFE OMG. Like, making the lollipops thing. But I'm still really proud of myself for having done 20 successfully. They're so cute okay! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Yesterday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to sch for this open house training course thing with qianyi and mich. Was late, omg. But anyway it started late so it's okay hehe. The course was okay but omg, so embarrassing can! I was supposed to say something to the whole crowd then when I started, I forgot just ONE word and the one and only sentence that was going to come out of my mouth was gone. And the whole time I was up there, I was just grinning like an idiot while mich and qy did all the talking. -_-&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, and I ate papaya for the first time ever in my life wow. Kind of gross eh, I don't like it D:&lt;br /&gt;Went to ps to buy materials and make some stuff. (Sorry qy and mich, I so insisted on going to ps then couldn't get most of the stuff :/) Went to kfc and spent like, what, 3 hours there? HAHA. I think we were annoyingly loud the whole time there hehe. Hilarious, talked and laughed till I had a sore throat, ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CUT MY HAIR AND IT LOOKS EXTREMELY AWFUL OMG SHEEEEEET. My fringe is dead la it looks gross. Freaking hair cutter omg I hate her I can cut so much better than her please.&lt;br /&gt;EEK OMG MY POOR HAIR ): Okay, though she killed my hair, I'm still going take her advice and let my hair grow till cny next year. HAHA means no going back to her to cut my hair. :D I haven't had long hair in a loooong time sheesh, I want to grow it long long long! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Today&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to taka and far east with zing in the early afternoon, bought her manga at kino and went over to far east, drank out milk tea and ice blended, went to school for open house prep. Not bad, not bad eh, we got quite alot of things done and is almost done with the whole preparation YAY FINALLY. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tmr&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rc meeting omg. D:&lt;br /&gt;Feels like such a chore, oh no. But I'm sure I'll still miss rc and our unit like crazy. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still gtg continue on open house prep stuff. D: Sch tmr, 2-days holiday totally wasted shit. D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-7247073756325608010?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/7247073756325608010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=7247073756325608010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/7247073756325608010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/7247073756325608010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/10/sigh-2-day-marking-day-holiday-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-6624280896038440293</id><published>2008-10-05T13:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T13:30:35.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg miss Xu Yanbing is officially the worst cook ever. Not that she can even cook, but yeah :D&lt;br /&gt;She almost drove her mum crazy by messing around the kitchen trying to chop up pumpkins and was very fortunate to not have chopped off her hand or something, haha.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing she did was right. Firstly she mistook the big onion(the round one) for garlic and was laughed at by her mum for being stupid. Then, she was told to pour one and a half bowls of water into the wok but she was kind of scared of the heat from the flame so she almost caused the whole bowl of water to swoosh out of the wok :D After that, her mum got kind of angry cause that could have like spoilt the wok or something so she was told to go pick some onions(not the same big and round ones as mentions before, these are the long ones :D) and pluck out the yellowish part and the roots. So she learnt her lesson from before and got smarter, doing as she was told, but kind of plucked off half of the whole stalk and threw it away, yay brilliant! -_- In the end she tried going back to chopping pumpkins but nah, she’s not any good at it either. She finally decided to give up torturing her poor mum and came blogging this embarrassing fact about her. I think her mum’s quite happy the kitchen klutz went off ;D&lt;br /&gt;Currently, the kitchen klutz is typing this post on microsoft word cause somehow, her internet network’s down and she’s very, very annoyed. Plus her dear brother was irritating her by saying that she only has 5mins to use the com and went to set the very cute strawberry timer to 5mins. After that, he went to play his own com games and said, oh you can use for a longer time if you want. HAHA. So that’s why she’s still here typing this post and listening to the “RUN BABY RUN” heh. She loves the song, it’s superb. Go listen if you haven’t heard it before :D (And she’s bobbing up and down plus singing along to it, tsk what a lousy pok, she can’t sing at all so it’s a failed attempt boo. :D) Oh and did she mention, she’s freezing sitting in front of the window. She just shouted to her dearest brother she’s freezing and is on the verge of jumping around the room shouting. But oh mans she can like just close the freaking window, and wham, she’ll be warm. So typically retarded of her heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT’S FREAKING COLD DUDES! Feels like winter HAHA. Whee, on a weird third person pov. Random, yes I know cause I’m bored. AGAIN (: And I’m really, really, really, really, really cold. D: Whoa luckily I didn’t decide to go running. :D But then it’d be a cool weather to run in. Oh cool, the ‘cool weather’ works for both cases. It’ll be cool and it’s cool! HAHAHA. (Whoa I had difficulty switching back from the third person pov -_- And she’s feeling kind of hot after closing all the windows. Eee so retarded!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, going off for lunch now. Luckily I didn’t cook it or we’ll probably all die of food poisoning. (Picture me accidentally adding the chopstick into the soup.. -_- )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-6624280896038440293?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/6624280896038440293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=6624280896038440293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/6624280896038440293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/6624280896038440293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/10/omg-miss-xu-yanbing-is-officially-worst.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-7789415911571843674</id><published>2008-10-05T01:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T01:05:26.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm freaking hungry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm scared to go out to hunt for food. D: SO DARK EH.&lt;br /&gt;Plus midnight snacking's fattening :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bioooooo omg. Four more chapters to go. All super long some more. AHHH. This means to say that I'm dead and will most probably flunk it and go for re-test. OH MY GAHHH. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall go sleep soon then wake up early tomorrow to mug bio. :D&lt;br /&gt;Aiya I'm like one hopeless sotong la, stay up waiting and obsessing.&lt;br /&gt;Don't come and haunt me in my dreams please, thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;I'm kind of tired boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'M GOING CRAZY OMGGGGGGG. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-7789415911571843674?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/7789415911571843674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=7789415911571843674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/7789415911571843674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/7789415911571843674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-freaking-hungry-but-im-scared-to-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-4081135288908200650</id><published>2008-10-04T21:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T22:28:59.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>K, I just random smsed people cause I was bored. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ONG ZIYING'S A GAMEAHOLIC! :D&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday she was complaining to me that she had arm aches(no such thing, yes, but idk what it's called :D) cause she was gaming in the same position for one whole hour HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes I was just going to delete smses when I realised that it's too funny to be deleted but it's taking up space in my incredibly small inbox, so I'm going to post it here :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Nicole:&lt;/span&gt; (First part of message removed cause it's on another topic :D) You also pervert la please. You can rape him on the bus if you want:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Yanbing:&lt;/span&gt; OMG OMG NICOLE DON'T TRAUMATISE ME I'M PURE AND INNOCENT OKAY :D :D HEHE. You then perverted lahh :D (Last part of message removed cause it's on the previous topic too :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Nicole:&lt;/span&gt; YANBING YOU GUILTY ALSO. THINK I DUNNO AH. EVERYTIME STAND BEHIND &lt;u&gt;(insert a boys sch name :D)&lt;/u&gt; GUYS YOU LOOK AT THEIR ASS MUSCLES AND CONTOURS AND...&lt;u&gt;(censored, my blog's PG ;D)&lt;/u&gt;.OMG?! GROSS OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Yanbing:&lt;/span&gt; Eh! Choy choy don't anyhow say uh tsk tsk i never ever do that over hurhur -_- you're the one who stands behind &lt;u&gt;(insert another boys sch name)&lt;/u&gt; guys, don't know looking at what uh! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Nicole:&lt;/span&gt; OY WHERE GOT. YOU SEE EVERYDAY, TWICE OKAY. I NEVER SEE ONE LA AHYO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Yanbing:&lt;/span&gt; -_- you also la. Hmph i'm so not perverted okay :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Nicole:&lt;/span&gt; You are okay. Trust me. Deep down underneath that sotong mind:) I know you are:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Yanbing:&lt;/span&gt; -_- don't call me sotong mind you, you you you, octopus mind!! :D bigger means more perverted thoughts ;D HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Nicole:&lt;/span&gt; Yeah right. Sotong mind, i know your secret:) Haha. HAHAHAHA I TELL YING:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Yanbing:&lt;/span&gt; (I think I deleted this one alr, can’t find it haha. So fit in something yourself :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Nicole:&lt;/span&gt; You crap. That's a lie. Hehe. Terrible pervert. I'm gonna put on eannouncements:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Yanbing:&lt;/span&gt; Omg -_- HAHA okay okay nether of us are perverts. Okay happy? Haha okay maybe we're not but same same lah who ask you to diffuse your pervertedness into me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Nicole:&lt;/span&gt; EH WATCH IT AH I TELL YOU. I KEEL YOU ON MONDAY. HORNY QUEEN:) HORNY FOR &lt;u&gt;(Insert the first boys sch name from earlier on :D)&lt;/u&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Yanbing:&lt;/span&gt; Hoho so evil i'm not horny..! :( i'm like the most pure and innocent person ever la same level as jacqueline :D HEHE. Eh sheeeet my body’s aching all over i can’t even stand up straight T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Nicole:&lt;/span&gt; Jac- is some horny person too. Now you're admitting it eh:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Yanbing:&lt;/span&gt; Haha why am i admitting it! I didn’t and i will not :D Hehe. :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Nicole:&lt;/span&gt; You did and you will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And btw, I was drinking my nice and hot soya milk from mr bean (I LOVE MR BEAN OMG! :DD HAHA.) then halfway through, jx came over and went, hmm can I have some :D So I, being the super duper nice person let him take a sip.. THEN HE TOOK THE WHOLE THING!! (Actually only half a cup left la but yeah, he still took the whole thing!! T_T) Then he patted his stomach and went like, mmh nice! AND JUST WALKED AWAY LIKE THAT!&lt;br /&gt;Rawr my soya milk~ T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New update on random conversations haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Z*ING* = Zing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I close my eyes and the flashback starts, = me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Z*ING* [-Prepared for re-exams]] says (22:07):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Z*ING* [-Prepared for re-exams]] says (22:07):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Z*ING* [-Prepared for re-exams]] says (22:07):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Z*ING* [-Prepared for re-exams]] says (22:07):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SAW A FREAKING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Z*ING* [-Prepared for re-exams]] says (22:07):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MELON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I close my eyes and the flashback starts, says (22:07):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Z*ING* [-Prepared for re-exams]] says (22:07):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT WASN't THAT BIG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Z*ING* [-Prepared for re-exams]] says (22:07):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Z*ING* [-Prepared for re-exams]] says (22:07):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUITE SMALL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Z*ING* [-Prepared for re-exams]] says (22:07):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUESS THE PRICE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I close my eyes and the flashback starts, says (22:07):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80 plus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I close my eyes and the flashback starts, says (22:07):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Z*ING* [-Prepared for re-exams]] says (22:07):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I close my eyes and the flashback starts, says (22:07):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Z*ING* [-Prepared for re-exams]] says (22:07):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the grapes are 8- plus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Z*ING* [-Prepared for re-exams]] says (22:07):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I close my eyes and the flashback starts, says (22:07):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i overestimated it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I close my eyes and the flashback starts, says (22:08):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I close my eyes and the flashback starts, says (22:08):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see before :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Z*ING* [-Prepared for re-exams]] says (22:08):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got one was like 118&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Z*ING* [-Prepared for re-exams]] says (22:08):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I close my eyes and the flashback starts, says (22:08):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH YEAH SEE BEFORE! :D:D SO COOL RIGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Z*ING* [-Prepared for re-exams]] says (22:08):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UN GLAMNESS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I close my eyes and the flashback starts, says (22:08):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I close my eyes and the flashback starts, says (22:08):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like eating gold like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I close my eyes and the flashback starts, says (22:08):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why unglam :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Z*ING* [-Prepared for re-exams]] says (22:08):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Z*ING* [-Prepared for re-exams]] says (22:08):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEND ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Z*ING* [-Prepared for re-exams]] says (22:08):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Z*ING* [-Prepared for re-exams]] says (22:08):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I close my eyes and the flashback starts, says (22:09):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I close my eyes and the flashback starts, says (22:09):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay wait uh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I close my eyes and the flashback starts, says (22:09):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh you meant the photo's unglam -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I close my eyes and the flashback starts, says (22:09):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought the price of the grapes HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Z*ING* [-Prepared for re-exams]] says (22:10):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm finally done with this overly long post, aren't you glad hahaha :DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-4081135288908200650?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/4081135288908200650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=4081135288908200650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/4081135288908200650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/4081135288908200650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/10/k-i-just-random-smsed-people-cause-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-6957504384476283775</id><published>2008-10-04T19:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T19:46:14.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sheeeeet I'm hopelessly obsessed &lt;u&gt;again&lt;/u&gt;. D:&lt;br /&gt;Sucks like shit manzxzx, sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kind of wasted another day. I'm supposed to be mugging very hard for bio since it's tomorrow tomorrow but somehow I keep on coming onto the com and wasting my time so now I end up lagging behind for bio mugging. D:&lt;br /&gt;OMG 4 CHAPTERS MORE TO CHIONG..! I DIE, WTS! T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-6957504384476283775?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/6957504384476283775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=6957504384476283775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/6957504384476283775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/6957504384476283775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/10/sheeeeet-im-hopelessly-obsessed-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-7157414086499991644</id><published>2008-10-04T15:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T15:31:06.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Somehow, I'm still here wasting time though I have like 6 chapters to finish by tmr night. Omg I'm crazy. Yes, and wasting time doing random quizzes some more. HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35 little secrets:&lt;br /&gt;Be honest no matter what!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ZERO]: Who was your last text from?&lt;br /&gt;Coley (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ONE ]: Where was your default pic taken&lt;br /&gt;Uh, friendster? In the rc room ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ TWO ]: What' s your profile name?&lt;br /&gt;Uh, Yanbing? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ THREE ]: your relationship status?&lt;br /&gt;Single. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ FOUR ]: Have you ever lost a close friend&lt;br /&gt;Who hasn't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ FIVE ]: What is your current mood?&lt;br /&gt;Bored, that's why I'm doing this you root poot. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ SIX ]: whats ALL of your brothers and sisters name?&lt;br /&gt;I only have one. And I'm glad I only have one manzxzx omg haha. Jiaxin. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[SEVEN]: Whats your favorite color(s)?&lt;br /&gt;Red(Charlotte! Don't fight with me over red!! I'm willing to share it okay HAHA.), orange, purple. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[EIGHT]: If you could go back in time and change something, would you?&lt;br /&gt;Yes of course. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[NINE]: Have a crazy side?&lt;br /&gt;YEAH MAN ;DD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[TEN]: Ever had a near death experience?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah D: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ELEVEN]: Something you do alot?&lt;br /&gt;Sleep talk sms study. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[TWELVE]: Angry at..&lt;br /&gt;Someone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[THIRTEEN]: Whats stopping you from going for the person you love?&lt;br /&gt;Idk. Myself maybe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[FOURTEEN]: When is the last time you cried?&lt;br /&gt;Can't remember. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[FIFTEEN]: Who would you do anything for?&lt;br /&gt;Family and friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[SIXTEEN]: who has been ur fav bf/gf ?&lt;br /&gt;No one, never had one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[EIGHTEEN]: Do you like someone in your top frends?&lt;br /&gt;No. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[NINETEEN]: What kind of phone do you have?&lt;br /&gt;Sony Ericsson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[TWENTY]: Who do you trust most?&lt;br /&gt;There isn't the 'most', I trust lots of people, but maybe my mum and bro. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[TWENTY-ONE]: Do you still watch kiddy movies or tv shows?&lt;br /&gt;Yup, like who don't ;D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[TWENTY TWO]: Have you kissed someone with the following letters m,j ,c ,f&lt;br /&gt;Uh J maybe? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[TWENTY- THREE ]: Do you speak any other languages?&lt;br /&gt;Other than what? I speak english chinese japanese korean maths science and lots more, haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[TWENTY-FOUR]: Who is your friend that your really close to?&lt;br /&gt;(Hmm the sentence sounds kind of wrong, and shouldn't it be you're instead of your? HAHA.) Anway, it's Dan(the prawn), Zing, Coley. ♥♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[TWENTY-FIVE]: Describe your life in one word?&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA idk how to describe la :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[TWENTY-SIX]: Have you ever kissed in the rain?&lt;br /&gt;Uh, no? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[TWENTY-SEVEN ]: What are you thinking about right now?&lt;br /&gt;Something. ;D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[TWENTY-EIGHT ]: What should you be doing right now ?&lt;br /&gt;Mugging for bio. OMG YES I REALLY SHOULD. D: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[TWENTY-NINE]: What is your favorite memory?&lt;br /&gt;There's so many (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[THIRTY]: What are you listening to?&lt;br /&gt;Taylor Swift; Love Story&lt;br /&gt;Dan the prawn got me hooked on -_- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[THIRTY- ONE]: Who was the last person that told you I love you?&lt;br /&gt;Nobody. Omg I'm so unloved :o T_T &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[THIRTY-TWO]: Who was the last person who yelled at you?&lt;br /&gt;Idk, can't remember. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[THIRTY- THREE ]: Do you act differently around the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;Idk eh. But I think a little? The sort-of-unnatural way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[THIRTY-FOUR]: What is your natural hair color?&lt;br /&gt;Blackish brown/ brownish black. I ♥ MY HAIR! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[THIRTY- FIVE]: Who was the last person to make you smile?&lt;br /&gt;Jx. He made me jump around and dance in the public, in front of loads of people. Like, omg? HAHA. It was fun though :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Romeo take me somewhere we can be alone;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-7157414086499991644?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/7157414086499991644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=7157414086499991644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/7157414086499991644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/7157414086499991644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/10/somehow-im-still-here-wasting-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-3279681404734587854</id><published>2008-10-04T00:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T15:07:07.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SOZItlW_A9I/AAAAAAAAAMM/8E89uQqmzO4/s1600-h/r306i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252965963334091730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SOZItlW_A9I/AAAAAAAAAMM/8E89uQqmzO4/s320/r306i.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG I REALLY REALLY WANT THIS ):&lt;br /&gt;THE CHAMPAGNE WHITE ONE PLEASEEEEEE )): My mum won't get it for me D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-3279681404734587854?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/3279681404734587854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=3279681404734587854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/3279681404734587854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/3279681404734587854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/10/omg-i-really-really-want-this-champagne.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SOZItlW_A9I/AAAAAAAAAMM/8E89uQqmzO4/s72-c/r306i.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-659641600347340866.post-6488707581483436471</id><published>2008-10-03T13:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T13:45:05.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg I'm freaking aching everywhere! In out down up left and right &lt;em&gt;EVERYWHERE&lt;/em&gt; rawr! That just shows how unfit I am T_T WTS. But I've only been on the jog-for-at-least-35mins plan for merely 2 days!! How pathetic is that, wahh. ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YES. And did I mention how I totally hate it that every single person is carrying that red crumpler bag with a white stripe. I HATE IT, I HATE IT TO THE CORE. What's so nice about it! WHY MUST YOU ALL GO AGAINST ME AND CARRY THAT FREAKING EYE CATCHING RED BAG! Especially like these two days. I see at least one every 30mins. Literally. Sigh it pops out in front of my eyes so easily AND I HATE HATE HATEEEE IT. Now there's some kind of irony concerning that bag. Wtp I'm angry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit I sound like a grouchy old woman complaining. -_- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more days till the end of EOYS! :DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-6488707581483436471?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/6488707581483436471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=6488707581483436471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/6488707581483436471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/6488707581483436471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/10/omg-im-freaking-aching-everywhere-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-514869103277607899</id><published>2008-10-02T18:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T19:02:22.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg I totally hate myself for ‘not having the mood’ to mug bio. ): I bet I’m so going to regret it few days later. ): But I really don’t have the mood to! )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boo anyway I shall be proud to announce that I finally decided to start getting rid of the disgusting fats on me (:&lt;br /&gt;[Oh actually I started on it quite a while ago but it didn’t really work. D: Then again, it could have been the muscles..! :D Hehe I strongly believed that I’m still as huge as ever cause of the new gained muscles and that they’re 3 times heavier than fats :D]&lt;br /&gt;Yes, so as I was saying, I went jogging today whoo! (I doubt I’ll be able to persevere for more than 3 times actually -_-ll) Not much, but still! I’ll give myself some encouragement. xD&lt;br /&gt;BTW! I saw something super gross while jogging. Like this dead rat/mouse thing. It was squashed flat and the stomach's kind of like split open? Could see red pinkish stuff inside. Eew freaking gross. I almost stepped onto it and literally 'jumped in shock' when I saw it. Wts I'm grossed out. Hmph and I bet I just grossed you out ;D HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I feel really guilty of slacking the time off now boo. D:&lt;br /&gt;I think I’ll go off SOON. ;D (Just a while more ^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOA I CAN’T WAIT FOR EOYS TO END AND GO ENJOY LIFE MANZXZX. :DDD&lt;br /&gt;Like, to sentosaaaaa ♥ Tan tan tan! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes and did I mention, Dan the prawn totally got me hooked onto love story. But it’s nice so yeah. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I'm kind of glad I'm almost over. Though another one's coming, but I'm sure I'll get over it faster. I hate you, you freak!!&lt;br /&gt;There there, I helped myself my getting over you. Finally, whoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very grateful to you for helping me waste 3 years of my youth, thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;Not.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-514869103277607899?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/514869103277607899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=514869103277607899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/514869103277607899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/514869103277607899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/10/omg-i-totally-hate-myself-for-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-7199627569188716627</id><published>2008-09-14T16:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T16:56:32.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SMzLNit9XHI/AAAAAAAAAME/mtAIycjNAVw/s1600-h/Kim+Jeong+Hoon+(14).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245791099498093682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SMzLNit9XHI/AAAAAAAAAME/mtAIycjNAVw/s320/Kim+Jeong+Hoon+(14).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boo yaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit manzxzx not only today, but the whole weekend's so wasted. Omo ):&lt;br /&gt;And I've been waking up so late these two days, like around 11. :o&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I shouldn't have stayed up so late yesterday.. To read that damned annoyingly cute book -_- Now I'm addicted and I want to read another one, yikes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;介止&amp;amp;夏媛, 江炫&amp;amp;海娜 are the love whoo~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I especially love love love 介止! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh yes btw, today's my dear Jx's birthday! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JX!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; You're old already so please stop being so gay&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;(tsk tsk seriously, quit it, you horrible gay duddee!!)&lt;/span&gt; and annoying&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;(stop fighting with me, gay gangster!)&lt;/span&gt; thank you. Haha happy birthday dude! ;D&lt;br /&gt;I still love you though I don't exactly love you! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to &lt;s&gt;write&lt;/s&gt; sing you a &lt;s&gt;love&lt;/s&gt; birthday song,&lt;br /&gt;unless you need one,&lt;br /&gt;da da da da da~ (I can't remember the rest of the lyrics -_-)&lt;br /&gt;[Oh fyi, in case you didn't get what I was trying to "sing", it's to the song Love Song by, uh, what's-her-name-I-forgot-whoops. ;D ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you, my gay retard gangster mr xjx! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy mooncake festival peopleee!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I sort of dislike pork floss mooncakes -_- They taste horrible. Don't try. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rawr shit manzxzx like 1 more week left to EOYs SHIT SHIT SHITTTTTTT! &gt;[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;(I'm freaking scared omg!)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-7199627569188716627?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/7199627569188716627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=7199627569188716627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/7199627569188716627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/7199627569188716627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/09/boo-yaw.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SMzLNit9XHI/AAAAAAAAAME/mtAIycjNAVw/s72-c/Kim+Jeong+Hoon+(14).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-659641600347340866.post-833616792460107702</id><published>2008-09-13T23:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T23:05:55.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's going to be over. Over, over, over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 years isn't that long but neither is it short. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sure will miss those 3 years where I so look forward to something everyday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-833616792460107702?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/833616792460107702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=833616792460107702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/833616792460107702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/833616792460107702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-going-to-be-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-1643001837474464742</id><published>2008-09-05T17:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T17:34:05.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dilemma. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How how how, I know I should go by the current situation but I really don't know. &lt;br /&gt;Idk idk sigh how. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't want and can't stand being so selfish but I don't know, I can't stand the other choice either. URGH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-1643001837474464742?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/1643001837474464742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=1643001837474464742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/1643001837474464742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/1643001837474464742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/09/dilemma.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-5994791401132461094</id><published>2008-09-05T16:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T16:45:16.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eesh so annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I type out loads of stuff then try to save it, the 'Internet Explorer cannot display the webpage' page pops out ARGH! And after retyping and trying to save it a few more times, it works only when I decided to copy the thing before saving. ARGH ARGH ARGH ANNOYING POS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay anyway, yesterday I went to make new specs and the optician was really cute hahaha. I hope I don't actually look weird in it D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to watch the hana yori dango movie eh. Even though I'm not really interested in the japanese version(the cast isn't really that good looking and all that -_-), and the plot too(seems really cliche and boring). But still, I'd want to go watch it haha.&lt;br /&gt;Oh I want to watch Bolt! It's so cute aye :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wall.e(I have no idea how to type it -_-) and cyborg she are really good! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go out, I want to slack.&lt;br /&gt;But I would rather work hard first than feel that disappointment at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everybody's gone to &lt;s&gt;war&lt;/s&gt;mug. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-5994791401132461094?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/5994791401132461094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=5994791401132461094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/5994791401132461094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/5994791401132461094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/09/eesh-so-annoying.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-8498400980007830030</id><published>2008-09-05T15:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T15:53:02.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Tag replies :D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zing: Haha don't worry, after eoys or something we'll teach you! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danielle and siewjia: Yes I realised -_- But who ask them to have similar names! Tsk tsk. I always mix them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jingrui: HEHEHE ^^ Oh and I'm sorry! I'll pass you your present the next time I see you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clive: Hahaha it was fun ;D super funny lah. Oh yeah and it's xie xie -_- xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Azidah ma'am: Hahah hello ma'am :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Munling: -_- HAHAHA okay okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-8498400980007830030?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/8498400980007830030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=8498400980007830030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/8498400980007830030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/8498400980007830030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/09/tag-replies-d-zing-haha-dont-worry.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-8946492187060510821</id><published>2008-09-03T00:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T01:14:26.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NEW DISCOVERY: Emo people talk about stuffing the fist into the mouth at midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA that was super funny talking to gladys at the start of a new day. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(23:49) gladys (: the gi: i just cracked my jaw while stretching&lt;br /&gt;(23:49) gladys (: the gi: haha&lt;br /&gt;(23:49) 5 o'clock and a: -_-&lt;br /&gt;(23:50) 5 o'clock and a: how'd you crack your jaw wow haha!&lt;br /&gt;(23:50) gladys (: the gi: i don't know&lt;br /&gt;(23:50) gladys (: the gi: i stood on the chair&lt;br /&gt;(23:50) gladys (: the gi: stretched up to touch the ceiling&lt;br /&gt;(23:50) gladys (: the gi: and i yawn&lt;br /&gt;(23:51) gladys (: the gi: and then "piack! piack! piack!"&lt;br /&gt;(23:51) gladys (: the gi: you know that sound&lt;br /&gt;(23:51) gladys (: the gi: haha&lt;br /&gt;(23:51) 5 o'clock and a: hAHAHAHHAHA&lt;br /&gt;(23:51) 5 o'clock and a: no not really -_-&lt;br /&gt;(23:51) gladys (: the gi: i think now i can put my fist in my mouth&lt;br /&gt;(23:51) 5 o'clock and a: HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;(23:51) gladys (: the gi: eh can leh&lt;br /&gt;(23:51) gladys (: the gi: haha!&lt;br /&gt;(23:51) gladys (: the gi: superb!&lt;br /&gt;(23:51) 5 o'clock and a: HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;(23:51) gladys (: the gi: i got super talent&lt;br /&gt;(23:51) gladys (: the gi: but my lips hurt&lt;br /&gt;(23:52) 5 o'clock and a: okay i just tried that out&lt;br /&gt;(23:52) 5 o'clock and a: and i can barely stuff my fist in till the knuckles&lt;br /&gt;(23:52) 5 o'clock and a: -_-ll&lt;br /&gt;(23:52) gladys (: the gi: wah&lt;br /&gt;(23:52) gladys (: the gi: you go so far!&lt;br /&gt;(23:52) gladys (: the gi: haha&lt;br /&gt;(23:52) gladys (: the gi: i didn't!&lt;br /&gt;(23:52) gladys (: the gi: haha&lt;br /&gt;(23:52) gladys (: the gi: i just clenched my fist&lt;br /&gt;(23:53) gladys (: the gi: and my fingers managed to go in&lt;br /&gt;(23:53) gladys (: the gi: HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;(23:53) 5 o'clock and a: HAHAHAHA NO NO WAIT MY KNUCKLES COULDNT GO IN&lt;br /&gt;(23:53) 5 o'clock and a: not even the fingers hahaha&lt;br /&gt;(23:53) gladys (: the gi: haha ok luh can reach the knuckles&lt;br /&gt;(23:53) gladys (: the gi: but if i try stuffing it in more i would vomit&lt;br /&gt;(23:53) gladys (: the gi: haha&lt;br /&gt;(23:54) gladys (: the gi: it's like swallowing my heart&lt;br /&gt;(23:54) gladys (: the gi: same size!&lt;br /&gt;(23:54) gladys (: the gi: my mouth feels so stretched now&lt;br /&gt;(23:54) 5 o'clock and a: new discovery: emo people talk about stuffing the fist into the mouth at midnight&lt;br /&gt;(23:55) 5 o'clock and a: HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;(23:56) gladys (: the gi: we should all do mouth exercises before oral&lt;br /&gt;(23:56) gladys (: the gi: and i will bring my sweet&lt;br /&gt;(23:56) 5 o'clock and a: HAHAHHA&lt;br /&gt;(23:56) gladys (: the gi: "makes people talk"!&lt;br /&gt;(23:57) 5 o'clock and a: then you see a row of people trying to stuff the fist into the mouth&lt;br /&gt;(23:57) gladys (: the gi: haha&lt;br /&gt;(23:57) gladys (: the gi: yeah!&lt;br /&gt;(23:57) 5 o'clock and a: then when they're called to go in for oral, they cant close the mouth already&lt;br /&gt;(23:57) 5 o'clock and a: HAHAH&lt;br /&gt;(23:57) gladys (: the gi: we would score higher for commendable effort!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay that was really long haha. Wait there's more. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(00:00) 5 o'clock and a: WHOO NEW DAY!&lt;br /&gt;(00:00) 5 o'clock and a: SMILEEEEEEEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;(00:00) gladys (: the gi: haha&lt;br /&gt;(00:00) gladys (: the gi: it's 3rd sept&lt;br /&gt;(00:00) gladys (: the gi: haha&lt;br /&gt;(00:00) 5 o'clock and a: start a new day gaily!&lt;br /&gt;(00:00) gladys (: the gi: gayly&lt;br /&gt;(00:00) gladys (: the gi: haha&lt;br /&gt;(00:00) 5 o'clock and a: no wait is it gayly or gaily&lt;br /&gt;(00:00) 5 o'clock and a: hahahah&lt;br /&gt;(00:01) 5 o'clock and a: i have no idea&lt;br /&gt;(00:01) gladys (: the gi: your first spelling error of the day&lt;br /&gt;(00:01) gladys (: the gi: haha&lt;br /&gt;(00:01) gladys (: the gi: gayly&lt;br /&gt;(00:01) 5 o'clock and a: HAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;(00:01) gladys (: the gi: you don't spell gay as gai&lt;br /&gt;(00:01) gladys (: the gi: haha&lt;br /&gt;(00:01) gladys (: the gi: gaily&lt;br /&gt;(00:01) 5 o'clock and a: =.=&lt;br /&gt;(00:01) 5 o'clock and a: okay fine&lt;br /&gt;(00:01) gladys (: the gi: like guyly&lt;br /&gt;(00:01) gladys (: the gi: haha&lt;br /&gt;(00:01) 5 o'clock and a: hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;(00:01) gladys (: the gi: finnneeea&lt;br /&gt;(00:01) gladys (: the gi: finneeaaa&lt;br /&gt;(00:01) gladys (: the gi: my new word&lt;br /&gt;(00:01) gladys (: the gi: finea&lt;br /&gt;(00:01) gladys (: the gi: haha&lt;br /&gt;(00:01) 5 o'clock and a: okay i shall make you GAILIER by telling you a joke&lt;br /&gt;(00:01) 5 o'clock and a: hahaha finea&lt;br /&gt;(00:02) gladys (: the gi: okay gai partner!&lt;br /&gt;(00:02) 5 o'clock and a: HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;(00:02) 5 o'clock and a: SO GAI!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha night late night partner, night gai partner, night gla-dy-see (: ♥ you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rawr-aiyo (rawraiyo haha) I'm such a pig omg I can't believe it I literally ate a whole mountain of fried rice and straight after that I slept for 3 hours straight. So sinful tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenny's on 987, I haven't heard it in a while. (: It feels great to hear it, no reason why.&lt;br /&gt;I've no idea why I'm still up at this hour doing nothing sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Real love stories never have endings." Richard Bach&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-8946492187060510821?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/8946492187060510821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=8946492187060510821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/8946492187060510821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/8946492187060510821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-discovery-emo-people-talk-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-4500008825613373020</id><published>2008-08-31T18:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T00:50:07.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I HAVE NO LIFE OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't even remember when the last time I came onto the com was. 1 or 2 weeks ago probably :o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-4500008825613373020?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/4500008825613373020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=4500008825613373020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/4500008825613373020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/4500008825613373020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-have-no-life-omg.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-1171038103751110852</id><published>2008-08-19T20:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T20:44:12.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whoa I really want to blog on saturday when we went for the ri-st margs funfair, it was quite fun in the end hahah &lt;em&gt;especially the haunted house&lt;/em&gt;! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I think I'll update on this next time :D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THIS MORNING WAS FREAKING HORRIBLE&lt;/strong&gt; OH MY GAHHH. &gt;[ Okay maybe it wasn't THAT bad but still. I sort of regret it over what I did, but I think no matter what, I would've done what I did so yeah nevermind, it's only that 10% that do I regret (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah then it was quite weird that I was facing plus standing right infront of the sec2/1 guy (shortsss) and I started smiling to myself at one point of time.. :o Eeek and I was so near, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalala english was quite funny, that salome HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;"She was quite okay, just that she was interupted a few times.."&lt;br /&gt;(Everyone's heads suddenly jerked to turn to face her. With a shocked look -&gt; O.O + :O&lt;br /&gt;Yep and fifi was like paused for a while when she heard the word interupt HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;And salome she didn't even realise what she did! PRONESS TSK TSK ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mr tee looks like hello panda :o&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH. Or at least he reminds me of one ;D&lt;br /&gt;Well, I was actually quite hungry then xD HEHEH. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm so going to start working hard hur!&lt;br /&gt;But then again, I guess I'm not really working on that since I'm like busy blogging again now -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels sort of like hermia.. But then again, I'm not THAT desperate, I know my limits okay. That's why it's been left like that for so long. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-1171038103751110852?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/1171038103751110852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=1171038103751110852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/1171038103751110852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/1171038103751110852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/08/whoa-i-really-want-to-blog-on-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-2980374187913166168</id><published>2008-08-15T20:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T20:43:28.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I felt like doing this :D &lt;br /&gt;HAHAH. I'm like the boliao-est person ever lah ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ex is crossing the street, what do you do?&lt;br /&gt;→ I don't have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your bestfriend is pregnant what do you do?&lt;br /&gt;→ Console her, try to help her whatever way I can. But then again, I don't think that will even happen to her till she gets married hahah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is the last time you wanted to punch someone in their face?&lt;br /&gt;→ THIS MORNING &gt;[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the last thing you spent money on?&lt;br /&gt;→ My cheese toast :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if your last ex called and wanted you back?&lt;br /&gt;→ NA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your name?&lt;br /&gt;→ (You random crap!) Yanbing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you craving right now?&lt;br /&gt;→ Idk nothing much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing you cried about?&lt;br /&gt;→ That piece of shit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you buy something and your change is 2 cents, what do you do?&lt;br /&gt;→ I'd ask the cashier, WOW cool how come 1 cent coins are still in use! I never knew that! &lt;br /&gt;Eesh omg so lame -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever blocked someone?&lt;br /&gt;→ Hahah yes? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wear a nametag at work?&lt;br /&gt;→ No, only the rc uniform. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you happy?&lt;br /&gt;→ Not really.. But sort of monotonous actually. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have your brothers or sisters ever told you were adopted?&lt;br /&gt;→ Hahah yeah we always joke about that cause my brother looks neither like my dad or my mum and his earlobes are detached while everyone else's are attached! (this is what science did to me) Then he'll argue back that I am the one adopted not him hahah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the last movie you watched in the movie?&lt;br /&gt;→ I can't remember, too long ago. I think it should've been 10 promises to my dog though :O &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is in your pocket?&lt;br /&gt;→ Fbts no pockets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you hurt?&lt;br /&gt;→ MY GROIN &gt;[[ (Refer to previous post. I'm not being some sick pos here but, but, but! IT REALLY DOES HURT!! ): ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's something fun you did today?&lt;br /&gt;→ I can't remember. -_- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is your birthday?&lt;br /&gt;→ 11 jan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of milk do you drink?&lt;br /&gt;→ HL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you going to do after this?&lt;br /&gt;→ Uh homework?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like pickles?&lt;br /&gt;→ I'm okay with it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is someone in love with you?&lt;br /&gt;→ How'd I know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite popcorn flavor?&lt;br /&gt;→ I don't really like popcorn. But uh chocolate? Oh wait is there even such a popcorn flavour :O &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like the color green?&lt;br /&gt;→ Somewhat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last restaurant you went to?&lt;br /&gt;→ I think it was hard rock? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many hours did you sleep last night?&lt;br /&gt;→ 6.5 hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you swear at your parents?&lt;br /&gt;→ No. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you into anyone right now?&lt;br /&gt;→ No he can go and kill himself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you kiss anyone this past summer?&lt;br /&gt;→ (Past summer?) Yeah jx. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person (besides you) in your room?&lt;br /&gt;→ Jx. Well he's still there now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you read books?&lt;br /&gt;→ Yes, I love reading for goodness sake! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like your parents?&lt;br /&gt;→ Yes why not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who thinks you hate them but you actually don't?&lt;br /&gt;→ Idk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-2980374187913166168?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/2980374187913166168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=2980374187913166168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/2980374187913166168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/2980374187913166168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-felt-like-doing-this-d-hahah.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-4576683335148671078</id><published>2008-08-15T20:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T20:15:30.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went cycling 20km yesterday at ecp for the health month activity! (The school sort of cheated us by saying that it’s 30km. But then again, 20km is enough. Those who went, you know why ;D ) It was fun, but omg my groin still hurt like shit. &gt;[[&lt;br /&gt;Heheh sorry people whom I complained to, but yeah, IT REALLY HURTS LIKE WTP MANZXZX ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay dan jingrui siewjia wailam! ♥ We were cycling together as a group! ♥ So fun omg :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay and so after the 20km ride, here’s what I summarised:&lt;br /&gt;- Never cycle behind miss Xu Yanbing.&lt;br /&gt;- She sways A LOT (reason for first point -_- )&lt;br /&gt;- Maybe you shouldn’t be within a 10m distance from Yanbing while cycling she’s way too freaky a cyclist.&lt;br /&gt;- She goes skittles high so don’t ever feed her anytime when she’s going to cycle. It’ll be too late when you find out that she goes totally high and she herself doesn’t even realise there’s a tree in front of her and crashes into it. (Not that she really did, but yeah, you get the idea.)&lt;br /&gt;- Not that she’s light and skinny at all, but she can really bounce on her seat till she like almost fell off a couple of times :o&lt;br /&gt;- Her expressions are extremely dramatic when she accelerates and thus may resemble an octopus.&lt;br /&gt;- She is quite a horrible cyclist afterall.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH OMG xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah and we cycled past the moe changi campsite, the one we stayed at for RCYC. :D Halfway, we stopped for a break and was given SUPER YUMMY POTATO CHIPS! :DD And it was like branded hahah. Wailam was like oh, so that’s where our money went to! While eating the chips, we were talking about the bicycle seats that were cause our pain -_- Wailam claims that there’s a special type of seat for guys hahah there’s a hole in the middle of the bicycle seat HAHAH. Then someone said (I think it was wailam again -_-ll ) but then wouldn’t their pants need a hole too! And the rest of us were like O.O WTP?! HAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was quite frustrating that at the end of the 20km ride, we didn’t have anytime to buy any food while the rest of the groups had stuff like burger king and macs ): I want it tooooo )): Then we were queuing for bubble tea (♥!) but then the stupid woman took so long just to make ONE cup and it wasn’t even for us! &gt;[ So in the end none of us got to eat anything &gt;[ Though we did have some food that we brought but yeah, bubble tea would’ve been great! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Can’t remember some stuff that happened already :O D: Wanted to blog about yesterday, yesterday, but I didn’t have time to!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EH OMG today I just saw the cheekopek bishan gay! SO GROSS OMG THE WAY HE WAS LOOKING AT THOSE SJI DUDES YUCK YUCK YUCK! He kept playing with his phone like trying to find the opportunity to take photos of them eek &lt;u&gt;ultimate &lt;em&gt;grossness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr:&lt;br /&gt;- Funfair at RI&lt;br /&gt;- mug for chem. spa&lt;br /&gt;- complete HCL june hols hw. (OMG YES IT’S NOT COMPLETED YET :O )&lt;br /&gt;- homework homework homework!&lt;br /&gt;And so, tmr shall be a extraordinary productive day yeah! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I doubt it will -_- Oh well, I’ll try to make the best of my time (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"True love is rare, so when you find it don't let it go just because of a barrier you can't cross". &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;- &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ray H Wall&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-4576683335148671078?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/4576683335148671078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=4576683335148671078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/4576683335148671078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/4576683335148671078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/08/went-cycling-20km-yesterday-at-ecp-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-4929775816976768199</id><published>2008-08-14T01:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T01:41:51.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why am I still here at this time of the morning, 1.40am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have gone to sleep though I have not completed my work due to after-test slackosyndrome. Aha, but well I slept for like 1.5hours from 10 haha. Should have just gone to sleep then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh I regret not making better use of my time earlier on. Now I still have my undone chinese june hols hw omg. And tmr we'll be calculating CA2 marks, which means its a zero for that section.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh why did I bring this onto myself. What if I fail my o levels. I don't even want to think about it. And to think I'd be competing against all kinds of smart ass people like lester lee the super mugger. AHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so in the end, like I said in the previous post, I did watch hana yori dango in the end :/ but then but then! Only 1 and 1/4 episodes! Which is like 30mins altogether ;D Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I should go off now. Oh yes I should -_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-4929775816976768199?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/4929775816976768199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=4929775816976768199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/4929775816976768199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/4929775816976768199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/08/why-am-i-still-here-at-this-time-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-6323877854577161524</id><published>2008-08-13T17:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T01:07:20.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My computer's been such an irritating pos &gt;[&lt;br /&gt;It can just suddenly shut down by itself when like it didn't even hang! &gt;[&lt;br /&gt;Super annoying. Especially when it shuts down after I on it again after it shut down but still shuts down after I on it again when it shut down. Get it? Okay, nevermind I'm feeling superbly random and, idk.. Like yeah, sort of emotionless actually :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh today's a math test was badddd and so was yesterday's e math quiz. I'm so tired of failing all the time sigh sigh sigh. ):&lt;br /&gt;So damn pathetic lah please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;THANK YOU TAN SIEWJIA FOR HELPING ME WITH A MATH YESTERDAY!! :D YOU SAVED MY LIFE THOUGH I THINK I'LL STILL FAIL IN THE END :o BUT AT LEAST I'M QUITE SURE I WON'T GET A 零蛋 ;D THANK YOU I LOVE YOU (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahaha finally got to read on the bishan gay dude. Eeyer omg I was like having goosebumps all over when I was reading it, yuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay anyway, yeah today was.. Okay okay. (Yesterday was &lt;u&gt;horrible&lt;/u&gt;. Like seriously.) The indian dance thing was SO FUNNY OMG. I was laughing so hard I literally cried. Hahah push up bra and porn star! I'm not being racist here but yeah as in because WE were doing the dance, it was funny ;D Then nicolee was like "Eh yanbing! Shake more lah! You see, I show you how, must shake to the right, then to the left and you put up your hands! Ahh you see, shake like that okay! Haha!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay great after not using the computer so often nowadays, I'm less addicted to the com, hooray! (Cheer for me, cheer for me!)&lt;br /&gt;Hahah but I really feel like watching HANA YORI DANGO! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;But maybe I'll go do my geog soon :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30km cycling at ecp tmr after school so fun omg :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I CAN'T WAIT FOR MIDNIGHT SUN OMGGGGG :O :DD&lt;br /&gt;I haven't read breaking dawn yet though ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-6323877854577161524?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/6323877854577161524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=6323877854577161524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/6323877854577161524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/6323877854577161524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-computers-been-such-irritating-pos.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-5652478319738914915</id><published>2008-08-06T20:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T20:29:06.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can you don't be gay. Please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't mind if you're bi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hur like seriously, you are always the cause of my depression rawr you idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm officially the most embarrassing person ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I never knew that, but yeah. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eeyo my life is sooooooo screwed. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-5652478319738914915?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/5652478319738914915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=5652478319738914915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/5652478319738914915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/5652478319738914915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/08/can-you-dont-be-gay.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-1371756272350862198</id><published>2008-08-03T19:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T19:48:52.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bubble gum, bazooka bazooka.&lt;br /&gt;Bubble gum, bazooka bazooka.&lt;br /&gt;Bubble gum, chi chi chi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cute omg! Quite annoying actually HEHEH. ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-1371756272350862198?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/1371756272350862198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=1371756272350862198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/1371756272350862198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/1371756272350862198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/08/bubble-gum-bazooka-bazooka.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-1371881117620906640</id><published>2008-08-03T19:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T19:46:29.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Obsessions are driving me crazy, sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-1371881117620906640?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/1371881117620906640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=1371881117620906640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/1371881117620906640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/1371881117620906640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/08/obsessions-are-driving-me-crazy-sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-7813564642736018491</id><published>2008-08-03T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T19:25:32.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg seriously lah, I hate SS. It makes an ice melt ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-7813564642736018491?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/7813564642736018491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=7813564642736018491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/7813564642736018491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/7813564642736018491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/08/omg-seriously-lah-i-hate-ss.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-6866226558574709501</id><published>2008-08-03T17:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T17:55:37.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg I'm such a fat cow.&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe I ate sooooooooo much D:&lt;br /&gt;And I was supposed to cut down on the amount of food I eat aye! )):&lt;br /&gt;Bet I gained weight just within these two days )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Take away love, and our earth is a tomb". &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Robert Browning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-6866226558574709501?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/6866226558574709501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=6866226558574709501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/6866226558574709501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/6866226558574709501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/08/omg-im-such-fat-cow.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-5994663430133155278</id><published>2008-08-02T22:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T16:27:35.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bleh I take back my words of the previous post rawr hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was quite an eventful day, fun-ness omg ;D&lt;br /&gt;CRD @ Compassvale sec! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boo was supposed to meet yuping at sengkang mrt station at 1120, but I left a little too early, like at least 30mins in advance. -_-&lt;br /&gt;I left 2h 10mins before the actually thing starts eh omg! -_- Wtp stupid me. &gt;[&lt;br /&gt;When yuping came, we were walking to the toilet to change then suddenly yumni and junyi popped out behind us HAHAH. So we changed, and rushed off to the school, met qianyi at the gate. At first the group of us were like trying find a way to get to where the other people are, qy suddenly came in her car. Yumni was like “ Eh! There’s someone(as in a rc person) inside the car eh. Eh? Isn’t that your friend!” Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So turns out that there’s quite little people there actually.. Took attendance, went up to the hall, formed a squad by the alphabetical order of the school. Learnt the formation thing to salute to mr ling and all that. Prize presentation, talk on joining as a volunteer instructor, got back out ulp certs, I PASSED I PASSED!! :DD talked to C2 instructors(♥♥♥!), reception. Changed, took photos, eat. Went off to ps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting stuff that happened..&lt;br /&gt;While we were rehearsing for the welcoming mr ling thing, (can’t really remember when exactly it was actually haha) melissa was talking to gene..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Melissa: Eh do you know what doraemon likes to eat (pointing to the doraemon keychain on her bag)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Gene: Uhh no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Melissa: Hahah it's the round round thing! (trys to explain by actions)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Gene: Round round thing??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Melissa: Yes! Round round thing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Gene: Wang wang ah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Melissa and rest of us: HHAHAHHAHAAH OMG NO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO HILARIOUS OMG ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way to ps(mrt-ing), some more interesting things happened! ;DD&lt;br /&gt;First, we were bored and started criticising people’s appearing. Not that we were being mean, we were just sort of laughing at those twits heheh then started making fun of their twit language heheh we still can’t get over the “art of twit” ;D Then, there was this family standing beside qianyi. At first I didn’t really notice and all until she started leaning towards them and like standing weirdly(weird as in like stretching her arm straight so that she can move further away and closer to them) to eavesdrop and to find out if they were Koreans. And after listening for a real long time, we finally came to the conclusion that THEY ARE KOREANS! :o&lt;br /&gt;Then, at the same time, omg this super super cute/hot guy in a green shirt came in with a guy friend. Omg, we were like ogling over him lah HEHEH. We all alighted at ghoby ghaut, then when we were walking to the escalator, I told her that his english sounded weird and had a weird accent, me and qy were behind them and she was like “is he Korean!” I think he turned around and looked at us then told his friend something and looking at us(or someone near us -_- that's what it looked like). The way he was smiling looked like he totally knew that we were talking about him and like thinks he's cute and all that(I just realise that a few moments ago only omg). OH MY GAH SO PS CAN! T_T We were humongously(;D) sad that he went down the escalator to change to the red line instead of out of the station )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neeway, went to ps to get qianyi her bubble tea. Kept talking about the mrt incident earlier on that we went the wrong way a few times. -_- Went up to daiso (♥) to find my pouch. Went one huge round then when we came back out to the entrance, we realised that the shelf with the pouches were near the entrance -_- So then, I found my perfect orange holey pouch! :DD Then we went off after a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I went to far east to GET MY SHOES! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS THERE IT WAS THERE!! :DD&lt;br /&gt;(Saw siewjia's teddy on the way to far east ;D she's soooo jealous haha.)&lt;br /&gt;I'M SO HAPPY I GOT MY SHOES! :D Though it's not the same pair I was eyeing the day before. It's the other pair that looks like that one, I realised that the one I bought's nicer than the one I liked the day before ;D&lt;br /&gt;Something super embarassing happened at mondo -_-&lt;br /&gt;There was this woman was standing beside me, I was sort of blocking her way so i wanted to move away and then i was holding my uniform right, I wanted to lift up my uniform (dont know why -_- ), i accidentally lifted up her skirt instead -_-ll&lt;br /&gt;Oh my gah lah, I apologised so super a lot of times but she still looked damn pissed &gt;[ Hmph not as if I did it on purpose or didn't apologise right what's her problem lah wtp! Eeyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway that's about all. Ahaha long and wordy as usual ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-5994663430133155278?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/5994663430133155278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=5994663430133155278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/5994663430133155278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/5994663430133155278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/08/bleh-i-take-back-my-words-of-previous.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-7350053127656439417</id><published>2008-08-01T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T23:17:54.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sigh, I really don't feel like going for CRD tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I feel so exhausted, no idea why..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously seriously hate the idea of going tmr..&lt;br /&gt;- I'll have to wear full u,&lt;br /&gt;- We're not allowed to change in the school itself, meaning that I'll have to change at compassvale shopping centre. &gt;[&lt;br /&gt;- The school is so freaking far from my house, why do they &lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt; choose schools so far away in the east?! Why cant they choose a more central school so that it's more convenient for everyone?!&lt;br /&gt;- It's like almost right in the middle of the day, I can't do much stuff with what's left of the rest of the day &gt;[&lt;br /&gt;- I'll have to find my way to the school by myself which I have no idea at all where it is and how to get there, rawr omg.&lt;br /&gt;- Idk what time the stupid CRD will end so maybe by the time I can finally go off to far east, the shoe may be gone already (OMG NOOOOO T_T ) or because it's too late I'll have to go straight home.&lt;br /&gt;(I can't think of anymore, but it just sucks that I've to go for CRD tmr &gt;[ )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't they just send a freaking email to tell us whether we pass or fail, wtp. If by the time I can finally go get my dear shoes and it's gone, (NO, NO, PLEASE NO! T_T ) I'm going to be so damn freaking pissed okay! &gt;[[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAWR I'M SO TIRED.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm too &lt;s&gt;lazy&lt;/s&gt; tired to go bathe omg. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish, I wish. That I won't screw up tmr for CRD. I wish, I wish. That my dear heels will still be waiting for me by the time I get there! ):&lt;br /&gt;Please please! ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-7350053127656439417?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/7350053127656439417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=7350053127656439417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/7350053127656439417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/7350053127656439417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/08/sigh-i-really-dont-feel-like-going-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-1931514493703237721</id><published>2008-08-01T22:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T23:00:35.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And that's the reason why,&lt;br /&gt;when you're young you fall in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-1931514493703237721?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/1931514493703237721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=1931514493703237721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/1931514493703237721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/1931514493703237721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/08/and-thats-reason-why-when-youre-young.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-1460913468906219766</id><published>2008-08-01T20:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T20:58:52.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH MY GAH! I WANT THE MONDO SHOESSSSSSS D:&lt;br /&gt;Whoaaa omg I'm so sad. I hope the pretty pretty shoes that I really like will still be there tmr! D:&lt;br /&gt;Please please pleaseeee! I really really like them ): But I didn't bring money out today )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, all of us discovered the joy in the "art of twit language", whoa oh my gah. So gosh damn funny man oh my goodness we were laughing like crazy &lt;s&gt;twits&lt;/s&gt; shits in the room yesterday during rc HAHAH. Like seriously lah, okay this is an example.&lt;br /&gt;HIIEX...Mango here...1994 would lyk 2 make more frens out there...any age will do...me nt a malay...me was a mix blood...Do add me in friendster...hotzmemango@hotmail.com or write 2:blk487A Tampines Ave9 #11-100 (s)520487...me 100% eply...include ur no...cya...:) swit&lt;br /&gt;HIIEX: Wtp? HAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;Mango: Hello, my name is Pineapple Lee, nice to meet you. ..wtp? HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;was&lt;/u&gt; a mix blood: So what are you now -_-&lt;br /&gt;hotzmemango@hotmail.com: We just couldn't stop laughing at it, I'm sorry HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;swit: Wtp is this man oh my gah HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GAH AND THERE'S THIS sOtOng Laopo! HAHAHAH WHAT THE SHIT MANZXZX SUPER FUNNY CAN! We came to this conclusion that twits like to either call themselves by the name of food or animals. -_-&lt;br /&gt;K imagine this..&lt;br /&gt;Hiiex everyone! We're a new &lt;s&gt;twit&lt;/s&gt; band The Cool Animals! Hiiex I'm the drummer, Giraffe! I'm the guitarist, Cat! And I'm the lead singer, Baboon!!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAH omg so &lt;s&gt;lame&lt;/s&gt; funny so &lt;s&gt;lame&lt;/s&gt; funny I can't stop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I think I'm being mean, oops HEHEH. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and yesterday after rc, I was at the bus stop with nicolee. A bus went pass, there was the magnum ice cream ad on it.&lt;br /&gt;I pointed at it and said: "Look, the ice cream looks so good. I want to marry it."&lt;br /&gt;Nicolee giving her usual you're-definitely-crazy look: "What?!"&lt;br /&gt;Yb giving her usual blank look: "Yeah, I want to marry that ice cream. Then I can eat it everyday."&lt;br /&gt;Nicolee burst out laughing &lt;s&gt;like a mad woman&lt;/s&gt; and gave yb her usual orhor-you-pervert-wahahah look: "Orhor yanbong ah, so sick ah! Want to eat it everyday! WAHAHAH!"&lt;br /&gt;Yb giving her usual huh-what-talking-you-you-crazy-person look: "Huh what? I don't get it. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;Nicolee still laughing like a psycho: "You want to eat it everyday, eat it everyday, eat it, it, it, it! Get it! Get it! Ohh hahahah! You still don't get it! I'm going to call ziying and make sure you understand what it means! WAHHAHAH"&lt;br /&gt;(Nicolee calls zing while yb stands there looking totally lost.. :o )&lt;br /&gt;Nicolee: "Aiyah that ziying never on her phone lah! Anyway, do you still not get it?? (Looking shocked) Aiyo, eat IT (She emphasised it -_-) everyday get it! Get it now! AHAHA YOU PERVERT! :D "&lt;br /&gt;Yb (Oh-my-gah-I-finally-get-it look.): "Omg nicole -_- YOU PERVERT!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG NICOLEE YOU PERVERT! -_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-1460913468906219766?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/1460913468906219766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=1460913468906219766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/1460913468906219766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/1460913468906219766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/08/oh-my-gah-i-want-mondo-shoesssssss-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-7077682790670254742</id><published>2008-07-30T21:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T22:09:33.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You're not alone&lt;br /&gt;Together we stand&lt;br /&gt;I'll be by your side, you know I'll take your hand&lt;br /&gt;When it gets cold and it feels like the end&lt;br /&gt;There's no place to go&lt;br /&gt;You know I won't give in&lt;br /&gt;No I won't give in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We'll make it through.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-7077682790670254742?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/7077682790670254742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=7077682790670254742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/7077682790670254742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/7077682790670254742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/07/youre-not-alone-together-we-stand-ill.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-3674545904955068796</id><published>2008-07-30T02:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T02:29:17.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eeyer shit man, I'm listening to emo music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not supposed to think about it, but it's 2am+ eh.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should go sleep soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'd still choose this superficialness over you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-8359852646043073939</id><published>2008-07-29T20:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T20:19:30.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When life give you lemons, throw them back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-8359852646043073939?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/8359852646043073939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=8359852646043073939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/8359852646043073939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/8359852646043073939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/07/when-life-give-you-lemons-throw-them.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-6777427242348614860</id><published>2008-07-28T20:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T20:23:44.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I need to reflect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-6777427242348614860?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/6777427242348614860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=6777427242348614860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/6777427242348614860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/6777427242348614860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/07/reflect.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-4972737578566118410</id><published>2008-07-27T20:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T22:13:39.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Combined CIP with FMSS at ECP yesterday! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SIxufu-EjXI/AAAAAAAAALE/Cb1_y1hBaSs/s1600-h/DSCN3468.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227674758933679474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SIxufu-EjXI/AAAAAAAAALE/Cb1_y1hBaSs/s320/DSCN3468.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥♥ Heheh sorry zing, half your face cut off. Ps ps, my lousy photo taking skills ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SIxufgfQFLI/AAAAAAAAALM/1xYXCBZxBcs/s1600-h/DSCN3469.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227674755046315186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SIxufgfQFLI/AAAAAAAAALM/1xYXCBZxBcs/s320/DSCN3469.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SIxuf-Lm8II/AAAAAAAAALU/NlWaaHw1SEg/s1600-h/DSCN3470.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227674763016990850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SIxuf-Lm8II/AAAAAAAAALU/NlWaaHw1SEg/s320/DSCN3470.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yumni! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SIxugHeMJwI/AAAAAAAAALc/o1WUrtF5hAY/s1600-h/DSCN3471.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227674765510846210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SIxugHeMJwI/AAAAAAAAALc/o1WUrtF5hAY/s320/DSCN3471.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junyi! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SIxugKDqMPI/AAAAAAAAALk/fnyp9zkS50g/s1600-h/DSCN3475.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227674766204874994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SIxugKDqMPI/AAAAAAAAALk/fnyp9zkS50g/s320/DSCN3475.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was doing peace, but mich's head blocked one finger so I'm like acting cute -_- (like y'know, the pointing one finger to cheek acting cute action, HAHAH.)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, ♥♥♥ my levelmates! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SIx1WuzKBZI/AAAAAAAAALs/-sHYPUY30so/s1600-h/DSCN3479.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227682300850472338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SIx1WuzKBZI/AAAAAAAAALs/-sHYPUY30so/s320/DSCN3479.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty and yummy biscuits! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SIx15r4SfkI/AAAAAAAAAL8/dMLHirvk-Cw/s1600-h/DSCN3481.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227682901362114114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SIx15r4SfkI/AAAAAAAAAL8/dMLHirvk-Cw/s320/DSCN3481.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lousy blogger, it was supposed to be upside down not sideways lah -_- Anyway, zing's head's in the right position HAHAH. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Stepping out~&lt;br /&gt;The song's stuck in my head omg! :D&lt;br /&gt;I love that song super a lot! ♥♥ It's like super memorable from childhood times hahah! I remember I used to watch it when I was in like end of kindergarten to pri 1 that time hahah! Aww I used to be really scared to be caught watching stuff like that, it'd show from 6-6.30pm and I'll quickly turn off the teevee when my mum comes home after work, haha. My favourite childhood show manzxzx. Oh my, reminds me of when I dug out some old photos earlier today(I'll talk about this later, finish up on this first ;D ) Oh yeah, btw forgot to mention, the show's &lt;strong&gt;HANA YORI DANGO&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;anime&lt;/em&gt; version!! ♥♥ (I love the taiwan version, meteor garden too, omg! :DD ) I don't think I could really remember what it was called. Either that, or I never knew in the first place. I'm not very sure what the song's called either ): So now I'm hooked on to hana yori dango again after so many years! :D Hanazawa rui, doumyouji, and the girl's name which I forgot heh. Omg stepping outttt! ♥ the song super a lot! ♥♥♥ The first part of the song's quite retarded and doesn't really make much sense plus the video at that part of the song's quite lame -_- But after that's really nice ((: ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, as usual, I slacked it away. Watched hana yori dango episodes 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12! ;D (Oh, I just realised that I could have typed 3-12 instead of typing it all out. -_-^ HAHAH.) Watched a little of meteor garden too :D Both are soooo good aye! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, like I said, earlier today I dug out some old photos and I was like, omg, wtp happened to me! I WAS SO CUTE THEN OMG! Like pri 2. ): SO CUTE EH. Then some were from even earlier, like when I was kindergarten and pri 1. KAWAII NEHHHH ;DDD Heheh shall bring the photos tmr to show off in school. Like how cute I was &lt;s&gt;a long time ago&lt;/s&gt; xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I haven't done podcast and it's dead, dead, DEADline was supposed to be on friday(or is it tmr :O ) after extending it for a few weeks already hehe. Rawr, I'm not sure if I'm supposed to go like "Good afternoon everyone, welcome to xxxx for today's xxx session!" Or just record the oral thing -_- Oh and zing came up with something sick for the "Good afternoon everyone, welcome to xxxx for today's xxx session!" thing -_- Like wtp?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rawr, work work work. This type of lifestyle won't really end till like after o levels, sigh. Maybe after Os, we'll finally have a level sleepover then watch loads of dramas all day and all night ;D Okay, CAN'T WAIT! ;D&lt;br /&gt;(But then again, I won't want o levels to come ): )&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;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So I look the other way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-4972737578566118410?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/4972737578566118410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=4972737578566118410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/4972737578566118410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/4972737578566118410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/07/combined-cip-with-fmss-at-ecp-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp0.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SIxufu-EjXI/AAAAAAAAALE/Cb1_y1hBaSs/s72-c/DSCN3468.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-659641600347340866.post-5720608789399698236</id><published>2008-07-26T17:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T20:21:18.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMGGGG I'm &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOT NOT NOTTTTTTTTTTTT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; perverted!!!! OMGGGGGGGGGG WTP! IT WAS AN &lt;em&gt;ACCIDENT&lt;/em&gt;, NOT INTENTIONAL, get it, you nicole lee yen ping!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;5 o'clock and a fire escape symphony, says (18:54):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;OMG OKAY I GOT TO TELL YOU SOMETHING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;DANIELLE❤ love is just a chemical creation, synthetic sensation. says (18:54):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESYES??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;5 o'clock and a fire escape symphony, says (18:54):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;LATER THAT NICOLEE TELL YOU THEN SAY IM PERVERTED -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;5 o'clock and a fire escape symphony, says (18:54):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;IM NOTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;DANIELLE❤ love is just a chemical creation, synthetic sensation. says (18:54):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;5 o'clock and a fire escape symphony, says (18:54):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;cause after you left right, me and zing were walking around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;5 o'clock and a fire escape symphony, says (18:55):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;then i was talking to her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;5 o'clock and a fire escape symphony, says (18:55)&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;so i didnt realise that there was this man walking towards me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;5 o'clock and a fire escape symphony, says (18:55):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;so i accidentally hit him with my arm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;5 o'clock and a fire escape symphony, says (18:55):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;as in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;5 o'clock and a fire escape symphony, says (18:55):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;like y'know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;5 o'clock and a fire escape symphony, says (18:55):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;when you walk you swing your arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;DANIELLE❤ love is just a chemical creation, synthetic sensation. says (18:55):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU HIT HIS THAT THING??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;5 o'clock and a fire escape symphony, says (18:55):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;5 o'clock and a fire escape symphony, says (18:55):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I THINK SO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;5 o'clock and a fire escape symphony, says (18:55):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;5 o'clock and a fire escape symphony, says (18:55):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;5 o'clock and a fire escape symphony, says (18:55):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;YUCK MAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;DANIELLE❤ love is just a chemical creation, synthetic sensation. says (18:55):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUUUCCCKKKKK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;DANIELLE❤ love is just a chemical creation, synthetic sensation. says (18:56):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGOMG YUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;5 o'clock and a fire escape symphony, says (18:56):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;BUT I THINK IT WAS JUST THE LEG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;DANIELLE❤ love is just a chemical creation, synthetic sensation. says (18:56):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH YANBING AH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;5 o'clock and a fire escape symphony, says (18:56):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;IDK!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;5 o'clock and a fire escape symphony, says (18:56):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;OMGGGGGGGGGGG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;DANIELLE❤ love is just a chemical creation, synthetic sensation. says (18:56):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;5 o'clock and a fire escape symphony, says (18:56):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;im NOT NOT NOTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT perverted!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;DANIELLE❤ love is just a chemical creation, synthetic sensation. says (18:56):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;DANIELLE❤ love is just a chemical creation, synthetic sensation. says (18:56):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do you know you hit is that thing??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;5 o'clock and a fire escape symphony, says (18:58):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;IDK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;5 o'clock and a fire escape symphony, says (18:58):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;he looked like he was in pain -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;DANIELLE❤ love is just a chemical creation, synthetic sensation. says (18:58):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kindred spirit yesterday! Whoa man, good and bad at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, I was quite scared that I'll have to be like alone for quite awhile since dan's going to be late cause she had to go get something for her mum (stephanie's with her) then nicole was only going home from cheryl's house when I was on my way already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met aisha and charlotte at tanglin cc, dan and stephanie came shortly after. Freaked out and panicked over dan's lost phone(she accidentally left it on the taxi) D: Called lots of people, got lots of calls, ran around &lt;strong&gt;LOTS&lt;/strong&gt; (OMG WTP I WAS WEARING MY &lt;u&gt;3.5 INCH HEELS&lt;/u&gt;! D: ) Nicole managed to reach in time, whoo! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the performances were quite good, (omg I forgot to take a whatever its called, program list thing :o ) GOOD JOB PEOPLE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG THE EMCEE. Shitzxzx manzxzx I almost hyperventilated, wtp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan and stephanie got angry cause their cute cute guy had to stand up and play the keyboard while dan's brother got to sit down and play the grand piano hahah.&lt;br /&gt;Dance, song, bands. Not bad, not bad :D Oh oh then we were commenting on how a band was quite stupid to use a video(the screen was put down at the back) which was more interesting than their performance, and the best part of the movie some more hahah. I bet no one was really looking and listening to the performance, the video was more interesting heheh.&lt;br /&gt;Then there was also this song performance by three female teachers. They're quite good, eh. (Though one of them was wearing orange slippers which sort of spoilt it all and she looked like she was going to the market heheh.)&lt;br /&gt;The violin performance was not bad eh, got quite angry with this group of people who were sitting in front of us. They were like making fun of the violinist, so mean omg. And they were so loud and noisy, shitty people with lousy concert ettiquete(is it called that?! :o ).&lt;br /&gt;There was this guy whose voice was really good, but dan thinks that his voice probably haven't break yet, so haha means lousy voice after his voice breaks? The emcee said he'll be the next singapore idol and if he doesn't get in, he'll kiss him or something like that HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;After the concert and all that, I went off by myself to the rtc bus stop since like dan went off with her mum and bro then stephanie was waiting at the malcolm park bus stop for her mum to fetch her, nicole went off with her friend to church or something. RAWR so freaking alot of people omg -_- Like the whole bus stop was bursting with people. Then, I saw ___, wtp wtp wtp!! &gt;[ And stood right BESIDE me some more, wtp wtp wtp wtp!!! &gt;[[ Anyway, all the buses 190 960 700 were SUPER SUPER CROWDED. But it was at the front only, the back was like quite spacious -_-^ Oh well, I won't go from the back door anyway. So I waiting for at least ONE WHOLE HOUR before the bus finally came. Cause there were two consecutive buses plus it wasn't so late already. Omggggggg lah, my legs almost died OMG! Remember the 3.5 inch heels -_-^ I was standing in it for that long. One whole hour. But at least I got a seat when I got onto the bus, phew. Got some calve muscles though -_-^ RAWR got home at 11.45pm &gt;[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, we only took 2 photos D: and the quality's real horrible. At first we took another one during intermission but stephanie or someone else I can't remember who deleted it cause she said she looks ugly -_- Then the only two photos that we took was because nicole wanted to see how her hair looks like since she strongly believes that it looks bad but none of us had a mirror. -_- Yeah I know, quite retarded. Oh then I'm too lazy to upload the photo, maybe next time ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya I feel like puking ): Haven't been eating much these few days then suddenly eat a bit more then my stomach isn't feeling well already D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-5720608789399698236?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/5720608789399698236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=5720608789399698236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/5720608789399698236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/5720608789399698236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/07/omgggg-im-not-not-notttttttttttt.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-7526510013591685185</id><published>2008-07-24T19:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T20:19:17.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm finally onto the com after 3 days! Omo, what an achievement! :D I'm soooo proud of myself omo omo omo!! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My butt and my knees are hurtingggg &lt;s&gt;like siao&lt;/s&gt; quite alot ): (And hehe had so much fun whining over it to levelmates xD for the past two days.) Haha it's cause of RUGBY(♥♥)! Bet I'm going to get muscles on my butt cause like, muscle aches y'know ;D Then there's this hugeee &lt;s&gt;orchae&lt;/s&gt;(I have no idea how to spell it :o ) patch of blue black(no wait, actually it's currently purple ._.), eeyerrrr &gt;[&lt;br /&gt;Rawr rugby's over though, no more rugby games during pe anymoreeee! )): So sadded omg. But then again, rugby on 2 consecutive days, SUPERB manzxzx! We came up with this conclusion, and that is, our front may become not just flattened but concave because we hold it so close and tightly against our body to prevent it getting snatched away by the opponents. Well, you don't know how we play rugby, it's &lt;em&gt;scaryyy&lt;/em&gt;. ;D Hahah quite very violent plus rough ;D Especially today since its that last game, there's NO RULES. So everyone were like tussling with each other trying to pry the rugby ball out of each others' arms and quite a few times, they were rolling on the field wrestling, ahaha. Some people are so rough eh omg! D: And then I almost committed suicide omg. Cause like I was trying to score but I fell and woah omg, the cone was there and my throat hit onto it. O_O So scary aye omg..!&lt;br /&gt;But then again, Mrs De said we're the &lt;u&gt;BEST RUGBY CLASS&lt;/u&gt;, whooo! ♥ And &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I LOVE RUGBY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; ♥♥♥ ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAWR I'M GOING TO MISS PLAYING RUGBY SO MUCH ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise, I promise! We'll organise it for some PT slot or for camp! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No rc today, ndp marching contingent training.. I'm so sticky euch. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, bad news, today's e math test is DAMN SCREWED. )): It's not that I couldn't do!! WE FREAKING HAD NO TIME TO EVEN ATTEMPT IT OMG! 5 questions with an average of 5 sub questions each to be completed within 45mins, trigo and coordinates geometry! Crazy eh, omg! ):&lt;br /&gt;I'm so dead I'm going to fail it so badly )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, my studies are seriously dying. Okay, anyway I'll go off now to start on work! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KS TMR OMGGGGGG :DD (I'M SUPERBLY EXCITED :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-7526510013591685185?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/7526510013591685185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=7526510013591685185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/7526510013591685185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/7526510013591685185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-finally-onto-com-after-3-days-omo.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-318725165702680672</id><published>2008-07-21T14:20:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T19:39:15.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omo I'm bored to the max ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's barely anyone onlineeeeee D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eeyer I'd rather have gone to sch omg. &gt;[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just watched this ultra lame vid, it's so funny I can't even laugh -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I saved a half done post on racial harmony day, rawr. But I'm way too lazy to talk about that day.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I do remember the (STOOOOPID) lizard incident though, and it's made quite a bit of impact on my memories of that day -_- . MUST THE IDIOTIC LIZARD GO UNDER &lt;u&gt;MY&lt;/u&gt; TABLE AND HIDE IN &lt;u&gt;MY&lt;/u&gt; FILE?!?! Omg?! I've got phobia of lizards eh omg, all the more you run to me?! WTP MANZXZX. I was like screaming (super freaked out eh omg, IT'S SO FREAKING GROSS CAN OMGGGG) and squating on my chair &gt;[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kk, shan't talk about bad memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;PHOTOS ♥&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess in the room ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SIQudRlXCzI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ZkP_S6jud28/s1600-h/DSCN3295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225352548127804210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SIQudRlXCzI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ZkP_S6jud28/s320/DSCN3295.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were doing an experiment on how the height is the same length as when you open up your arms, measuring from tip of middle finger.&lt;br /&gt;Hahah I shan't put the other one where I was measuring with my arms. It looks too obscene ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SIQudjDKSmI/AAAAAAAAAJU/y6DhYsNozlg/s1600-h/Copy+of+DSCN3300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225352552816200290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SIQudjDKSmI/AAAAAAAAAJU/y6DhYsNozlg/s320/Copy+of+DSCN3300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No use trying to cover up, zing! Wahaha there's another one there ;D&lt;br /&gt;(I wanted to take a photo of our hierarchy but zing tried to cover hers heheh, those blackened ones are mine, very the unglam ;D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Jingrui ♥&lt;/s&gt; (Removed!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;What doing we, omo. :o&lt;/s&gt; (Removed!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;We were supposed to be "fighting", the pocky's my sword aye!&lt;br /&gt;(But somehow, it looks weird -_- )&lt;/s&gt; (Removed!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me dan zing had so much fun camwhoring in the room after school ;DD&lt;br /&gt;Super funny, omo :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SIQxO0_prdI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/NcH-TR3KoRM/s1600-h/DSCN3372.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225355598470163922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SIQxO0_prdI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/NcH-TR3KoRM/s320/DSCN3372.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omo, unglamness! :o&lt;br /&gt;(Go ahead, laugh all you want -_-^ )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SIQxO3dJTLI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/mtX6IMtnmK4/s1600-h/DSCN3377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225355599130741938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SIQxO3dJTLI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/mtX6IMtnmK4/s320/DSCN3377.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zing said dan looked like she's putting the lollipop into my mouth, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SIQxPP3gkeI/AAAAAAAAAKE/j-jALuMaw2w/s1600-h/DSCN3376.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225355605683769826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SIQxPP3gkeI/AAAAAAAAAKE/j-jALuMaw2w/s320/DSCN3376.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was laughing so hard at this, even though it's laughing at myself -___-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SIQxPGms1nI/AAAAAAAAAKM/91lLS7jX8NA/s1600-h/DSCN3386.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225355603197351538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SIQxPGms1nI/AAAAAAAAAKM/91lLS7jX8NA/s320/DSCN3386.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch us do kungfu sitting down manzxzx, HAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SIQxPHBoLLI/AAAAAAAAAKU/DSLg_tdOuNA/s1600-h/DSCN3388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225355603310292146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SIQxPHBoLLI/AAAAAAAAAKU/DSLg_tdOuNA/s320/DSCN3388.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wtp :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SIQ1BF7rc3I/AAAAAAAAAKc/NHqAzoISH2w/s1600-h/DSCN3426.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225359760545248114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SIQ1BF7rc3I/AAAAAAAAAKc/NHqAzoISH2w/s320/DSCN3426.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...hahah, wtp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh! Then we discovered this cool function on my cam! :D While trying to find out how to set timer hahah. SUPER FUN OMG :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SIQ1BY9sbXI/AAAAAAAAAKk/isfgE0BAhZU/s1600-h/DSCN3428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225359765653974386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SIQ1BY9sbXI/AAAAAAAAAKk/isfgE0BAhZU/s320/DSCN3428.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third row first 2 photos from the left, dan's like stripping then zing censored it HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SIQ1BzZRN_I/AAAAAAAAAKs/Qeof0gUOy8o/s1600-h/DSCN3429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225359772748953586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SIQ1BzZRN_I/AAAAAAAAAKs/Qeof0gUOy8o/s320/DSCN3429.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SIQ1CM9pUJI/AAAAAAAAAK0/ud4TNsdxAbk/s1600-h/Copy+of+DSCN3430.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225359779612414098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SIQ1CM9pUJI/AAAAAAAAAK0/ud4TNsdxAbk/s320/Copy+of+DSCN3430.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last photo in the 3rd column censored heheh. ;D&lt;br /&gt;Hahah and zing's mouth too ;D (last row 2nd photo from the left)&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SIQ1CVvpLNI/AAAAAAAAAK8/SjeY9nHNYCA/s1600-h/DSCN3431.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225359781969603794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SIQ1CVvpLNI/AAAAAAAAAK8/SjeY9nHNYCA/s320/DSCN3431.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, there's way more. Won't unload it I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Zing, dan, ask me for it or just take from here :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should go start on work already, omo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-318725165702680672?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/318725165702680672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=318725165702680672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/318725165702680672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/318725165702680672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/07/omo-im-bored-to-max-theres-barely.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SIQudRlXCzI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ZkP_S6jud28/s72-c/DSCN3295.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-659641600347340866.post-7327765056546511142</id><published>2008-07-21T13:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T13:58:05.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg wtp, I almost ate a staple bullet! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was in my fried rice!! :o (bet it flew in from the stapler, no wait, I mean flew in while I was stapling stuff :D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was laughing so hard at the nicole lee vid, omg HAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i292.photobucket.com/flash/player.swf?file=http://vid292.photobucket.com/albums/mm13/nattums93/2007_0412april070043.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg okay, coley, don't be angry, I'll take it down if you don't want me to post it HEHEH. ;D&lt;br /&gt;(Nicole's like the funniest person ever, omg hahaha ;DD )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-7327765056546511142?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/7327765056546511142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=7327765056546511142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/7327765056546511142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/7327765056546511142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/07/omg-wtp-i-almost-ate-staple-bullet-o-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-4228849118542771432</id><published>2008-07-20T21:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T22:25:50.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kay, I'm really bored. And there's almost no one for me to talk to online, I'm such a loner omg, eeyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO SCHOOL TOMORROW, YAY! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Can you fill this out without answering "I don't know"?&lt;br /&gt;No, idk ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Are you involved with anyone?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Would you take an ex back?&lt;br /&gt;Never had one, but I guess not. Why break up in the first place then, retard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Where do you wish you were right now?&lt;br /&gt;Out, anywhere. I just want to go out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) What should you be doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;Mugging for e math or homeworking. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Is anything bothering you right now?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, loads. Like how I just slacked off two days, rawr &gt;[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Are you a bad influence?&lt;br /&gt;Hahah I don't think so, never considered myself as one. Don't you know how guai can I get manzxzx. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Night out or night in?&lt;br /&gt;Huh. :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Are you more of an individual or an outgoing person?&lt;br /&gt;I never knew that the opposite of individual is outgoing. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Feelings?&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) What items could you not go without during the day?&lt;br /&gt;Air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Would you share a drink with a stranger?&lt;br /&gt;Usually no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Who was the last person you visited in the hospital?&lt;br /&gt;Can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Last Hug?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Can't remember.&lt;/s&gt; My mum ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) Do you think its right for straight guys to get their tongue pierced?&lt;br /&gt;Hahah why not, not my tongue anyway. They can just go and die omg, zxzxzx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Are you more of a coffee or alcohol drinker?&lt;br /&gt;I prefer water, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) Have you ever thrown shoes on a telephone wire?&lt;br /&gt;Whatever for. I love my shoes, mind you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) What does the last text message in your inbox say?&lt;br /&gt;Lester Lee's evil laughter. -_-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm going to do more for the sake of doing ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{1}. Whats your real full name?&lt;br /&gt;(Why must it be &lt;u&gt;real&lt;/u&gt; full name -_- ) Xu Yanbing [btw, I don't like to be called &lt;strong&gt;Xu&lt;/strong&gt; Yanbing ma'am -_- Can't you just call by the name plus ma'am.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{2}. Age?&lt;br /&gt;15+++++ (About 5 more months till the next birthday! ;D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{3}. horoscope?&lt;br /&gt;Capricorn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{4}. Whats your hp model?&lt;br /&gt;Sony Ericsson walkman phone ♥ (I do need a new one though, it's olddddd D: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{5}. 1 favourite colour?&lt;br /&gt;Red?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{6}. Have a blog?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, this and the xanga one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{7}. Whats your school?&lt;br /&gt;Scgs, reminds me that earlier on, lester lee called himself an sc boy, singapore chinese boy. So lame canzxzx. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{8}. Got a crush?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, stop reminding me, for goodness sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{9}. Ever reject somebody?&lt;br /&gt;I think so.. :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{10}. Ever rejected by somebody?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{11}. Do you need a time machine?&lt;br /&gt;What for, hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{12}. Who's your ex?&lt;br /&gt;My money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{13}. What if your house is on fire , which item would you take ?&lt;br /&gt;Idk eh, whichever's the most valuable and easy to take? Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{14}. Who is beside you ?&lt;br /&gt;My piano ♥ ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{15}. Are you a christian?&lt;br /&gt;No, free thinker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{16}. Are you emotional?&lt;br /&gt;Yes :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{17}. What if you bang into the girl/boy you like?&lt;br /&gt;Bang? Omg, so super embarrasing, I don't want to bang into him.&lt;br /&gt;Do what? Say sorry of course! -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{18}. Shoe size?&lt;br /&gt;Can't remember. 6 I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{19}. ever been to oversea?&lt;br /&gt;Huh, mind your english aye. Yes I have, I'm not that lousy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{20}. Do you hate your teacher?&lt;br /&gt;Some. &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omo, I feel like more. I'M ADDICTEDDDDDDDD ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) What's he/her full name?&lt;br /&gt;Danielle Alexa Gozali Wu Ling Yi (where's the chinese name supposed to be :o )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Does he or she have a bf/gf?&lt;br /&gt;No but she has husbands. HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Do you know a secret about him/her&lt;br /&gt;I think so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) How old is the person?&lt;br /&gt;14++++++ (1 mth 3 days more ♥ )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Has he/she ever cooked for you?&lt;br /&gt;Don't think so. Bake counted? ♥♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Is this person older than you?&lt;br /&gt;No, HEHEH &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) When was the last time you thought about him/her?&lt;br /&gt;Uh, now? Cause I'll answering these random questions on her aye :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Are you really close to him/her?&lt;br /&gt;Quite (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Do you have a nickname for each other?&lt;br /&gt;Yes omg. Hahah LOADS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Do you think she/he will repost this?&lt;br /&gt;No, no blog, don't really go on friendster(I think :o ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Could you live with this person?&lt;br /&gt;Should be ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Why is this person your number 1?&lt;br /&gt;What number one -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) How long have you known this person?&lt;br /&gt;Since start of Sec1 = almost 3 years ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Have you ever had a sleep over with them?&lt;br /&gt;YES :D (I just remembered that time when we were laughing like crazy women over the witch yoohee drama ;DDD )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) If you ever moved away would you miss this person?&lt;br /&gt;YES OMG ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Have you ever given this person something?&lt;br /&gt;Yes ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) How well do you know this person?&lt;br /&gt;Quite well I think :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) Do you miss him/her?&lt;br /&gt;Hahah not really, fret not, dan poo, I still love you but I don't miss you like I'm obssessed :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) Is she/he on drugs?&lt;br /&gt;NO? :O HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) Do you know this person's shoe size?&lt;br /&gt;6, almost the same as mine :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) Have you ever worn this person's clothes?&lt;br /&gt;Yep :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) Have you and this person made up a hand shake?&lt;br /&gt;Uh, hahah no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) Has this person ever seen you dance?&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha I think so, talentime auditions. Omgggg embarrassement! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) Have you ever heard this person sing?&lt;br /&gt;Hahah yeah (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) Do you know this persons friendster password?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26) Have you and this person ever gotten into a fight that lasted more than 2 days?&lt;br /&gt;I think so, omggggg ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27) Does this person cry a lot?&lt;br /&gt;Idk eh, but I don't think so? :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28)Have you met this person's family?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, mum, dad, bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29) Have you and this person went clubbing?&lt;br /&gt;No, but to MOS, yes, omg! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30) Do you know how to make this person feel happy?&lt;br /&gt;I think so ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31) Do you and this person talk a lot?&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha yes :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32)Have this person ever yelled at you?&lt;br /&gt;I don't think so.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33) Have you and this person got into a fist fight?&lt;br /&gt;No. :OO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34) Do you love this person?&lt;br /&gt;YES I DO ;DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35) Do you want to be with him/her forever?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we'll go become nuns together with coley -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Dan just told me about the super freaky man who was sitting beside her during a movie. Now I'm freaked out, omg DDDDD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be or not to be, that is the question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my answer is not to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 more days omg! ♥♥♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-4228849118542771432?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/4228849118542771432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=4228849118542771432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/4228849118542771432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/4228849118542771432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/07/kay-im-really-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-6572007912073186002</id><published>2008-07-20T19:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T21:30:42.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;You don't get to choose, you just fall.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, sure, all the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-6572007912073186002?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/6572007912073186002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=6572007912073186002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/6572007912073186002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/6572007912073186002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/07/you-dont-get-to-choose-you-just-fall.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-3546721019573214693</id><published>2008-07-20T17:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T17:41:49.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;U+2665 you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stop it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/659641600347340866-3546721019573214693?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/3546721019573214693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=3546721019573214693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/3546721019573214693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/3546721019573214693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/07/u2665.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-877826355740554941</id><published>2008-07-20T17:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T17:32:51.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SIMFHzCvHmI/AAAAAAAAAJE/CdA4Rt_Lps0/s1600-h/DSCN3458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225025624198815330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SIMFHzCvHmI/AAAAAAAAAJE/CdA4Rt_Lps0/s400/DSCN3458.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(click on it to enlarge aye ;D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;170708 ☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH ♥ dan's so cute &lt;s&gt;and blur&lt;/s&gt; omg ;DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-877826355740554941?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/877826355740554941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=877826355740554941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/877826355740554941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/877826355740554941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/07/click-on-it-to-enlarge-aye-d-170708.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp3.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SIMFHzCvHmI/AAAAAAAAAJE/CdA4Rt_Lps0/s72-c/DSCN3458.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-659641600347340866.post-692820986703821384</id><published>2008-07-19T20:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T20:51:41.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why's this happening all over again.&lt;br /&gt;Worse than previous times some more.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I hate this, it sucks to the max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(But I will not allow myself to emo over you. Never.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Let no one who loves be called altogether unhappy; even love unreturned has its rainbow." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;- &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eaton Stannard Barret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Right. Since when, rawr.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday has been quite a bad day. My eyelids were super swollen for some reason. I could barely open my eyes ):&lt;br /&gt;But I've recovered from it both physically and mentally already, and I'm happy for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help me smile more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Waiting for your call, I'm sick, call I'm angry&lt;br /&gt;call I'm desperate for your voice&lt;br /&gt;Listening to the song we used to sing&lt;br /&gt;In the car, do you remember&lt;br /&gt;Butterfly, early summer&lt;br /&gt;It's playing on repeat, just like when we would meet&lt;br /&gt;Like when we would meet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I was born to tell you I love you&lt;br /&gt;and I am torn to do what I have to, to make you mine&lt;br /&gt;Stay with me tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stripped and polished, I am new, I am fresh&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling so ambitious, you and me, flesh to flesh&lt;br /&gt;Cause every breath that you will take&lt;br /&gt;when you are sitting next to me&lt;br /&gt;will bring life into my deepest hopes, what's your fantasy? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause I was born to tell you I love you&lt;br /&gt;and I am torn to do what I have to, to make you mine&lt;br /&gt;Stay with me tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm tired of being all alone, and this solitary moment makes me want to come back home&lt;br /&gt;(I know everything you wanted isn't anything you have)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, stupid boy lah, jx. He was shouting from another room to tell my mum that his tooth dropped out. And he was eating.. Ice cream -_-&lt;br /&gt;(And abs just told me hers fell out in a cupcake. HAHAH.)&lt;br /&gt;Mine dropped out by itself ;D&lt;br /&gt;Cheer up abs, if not we'll just go and become nuns lah (: HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, you'll have us ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-692820986703821384?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/692820986703821384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=692820986703821384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/692820986703821384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/692820986703821384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/07/whys-this-happening-all-over-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-4282346341304281855</id><published>2008-07-15T19:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T22:10:27.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I realised that I like emo music. :o Omo I'm an emo kid!&lt;br /&gt;Some of my past obsessed over songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/U6PGrub3jUc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/U6PGrub3jUc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sia; Breathe Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4HdZ1Bertnw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4HdZ1Bertnw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor Swift; Cold As You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Go see the video! :D All embedding codes for boston are removed D: )&lt;br /&gt;Augustana; Boston&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Embedding codes removed too D: )&lt;br /&gt;Bowling for Soup; When We Die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahah. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rugby during PE against The Kangaroos, 1 to 1 tackling allowed. Omg :D HAHA SO FUN OMG ;DD As in the game as a whole, not just tackling. xD ♥The Players! ♥♥♥ them (: Lots of crazy laughing, lots of loud and piercing screamings haha. Oh then cause of rugby, the rest of the day I had to go around without 1 sock D: This was what happened: Half of the class took off shoes for the game, and I was one of them, so after PE, I was washing my feet at the tap outside the toilet, holding my shoes with my socks stuffed in it. Mrs De walked past, she was telling us to go and sign up for health week activities, I turned and talk to her, she suddenly exclaimed "who's sock is that on the floor! Wet already!". I looked down and to my horror, found that one of my sock was in the water. Omo. I picked it up and stared at it like this O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O levels listening compre, quite okay. I hope. :S But I think I've got 1 question wrong already )): which means 18/20 eh omg! ): I WANT FULL MARKS PLEASEEEEE (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay now I'm very very determined to lose weight cause I seriously seriously need to. Can't believe I just so easily gained 3kg after merely 1 month of hols. OMGGGGGGGGGG. Super crisis manzxzx omg. Anyway, was quite proud of myself cause I didn't eat much. Or did I? Omg. D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-4282346341304281855?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/4282346341304281855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=4282346341304281855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/4282346341304281855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/4282346341304281855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-realised-that-i-like-emo-music.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-7806999862805258455</id><published>2008-07-14T01:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T01:39:16.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHAH so funny, me and qianyi are like sharing our feeling about this guy and what we'd want our bf to be like. Hahah. Like old spinsters like that omg HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kk I'm telling her stuff and I sound like a freaking cheekopek omg :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 1.40am! :o Omo sch tmr! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm still at my lit essay. 600 words though YAY. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-7806999862805258455?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/7806999862805258455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=7806999862805258455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/7806999862805258455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/7806999862805258455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/07/hahah-so-funny-me-and-qianyi-are-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-8955213834384186635</id><published>2008-07-13T23:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T23:51:48.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eeyer now stupid lester killed my joy over eating red bean potong &gt;[&lt;br /&gt;STUPID LESTERRRRRRRR. I'm going to kill you next time I meet you, tsk tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Cross my fingers, cross my legs. Hope I won't grow fat from it, not that I'm not already so..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some more when I said I love red bean potong, he was like is that clive's nickname. TSK still obssessed over thinking that I "like" olive. Well, I do &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;NOT&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; like him in that way. Okay? See the big big not? :D He's just a &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;friend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit manzxzx my lit essay is officially dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-8955213834384186635?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/8955213834384186635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=8955213834384186635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/8955213834384186635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/8955213834384186635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/07/eeyer-now-stupid-lester-killed-my-joy.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-445573185679621733</id><published>2008-07-13T23:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T23:43:09.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG. I ♥ my mum she got me red bean potong.&lt;br /&gt;Red bean potong's my super love right now! ;DDD&lt;br /&gt;♥♥♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-445573185679621733?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/445573185679621733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=445573185679621733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/445573185679621733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/445573185679621733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/07/omg_13.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-6371006951712113970</id><published>2008-07-13T22:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T22:32:51.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg. I just realised. That the a math test on the 16th's going to be a block test. Omg?!&lt;br /&gt;Cause like when the chapters tested was changed to 4 and 5 only, my mindset became lesser chapters = shorter test, therefore not block test anymore. Omg I'm such an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15th - O levels listening&lt;br /&gt;16th - A math block test&lt;br /&gt;17th - Chem block test&lt;br /&gt;Omg the week's going to suck like shit manzxzx. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rawr I'm going to do up a calender thing for my blog :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-6371006951712113970?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/6371006951712113970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=6371006951712113970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/6371006951712113970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/6371006951712113970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/07/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-2843879002896976204</id><published>2008-07-13T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T22:19:21.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMGGGGG SO SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;My 3 weeks overdue lit essay's going to dieeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;I'm stuck at 529 words. Limit's 800. Minimum.&lt;br /&gt;See? I die eh. Omg ):&lt;br /&gt;If only my essay can be like as lengthy as my blog posts -_-&lt;br /&gt;Eesh this suckzxzx. I don't understand why I took up full lit omg. Like I CAN'T do lit for goodness sake omggggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh and I seriously need to lose weight omg. I'm like going to be overweight soon. AHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O levels listening on tuesday. Hope it'll save my oral marks. ))):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-2843879002896976204?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/2843879002896976204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=2843879002896976204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/2843879002896976204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/2843879002896976204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/07/omggggg-so-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-9106752827528402580</id><published>2008-07-12T22:43:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T13:38:04.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Movie with zing plus fa duty with zing jing mich. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Caution: Long post ahead!] ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ri-St margs fun fair was canceled, so me &amp;amp; zing decided to meet up for movie instead of going on sunday. Supposed to meet zing at ps at 11am but then there was a freaking jam on pie for at least 20mins omg! &gt;[ So in the end I only reached at like 1135am. :/ (I'm very very sorry, zing! D: ) And the movie was supposed to start at 1140am :o haha was just in time anyway xD&lt;br /&gt;The movie was really nice, watched the trailer of wallie (or whatever way its spelt :o ) and cyborg she. I WANT TO WATCH CYBORG SHE! :D:D:D Seems like such a great movie. So anyway, 10 promises to my dog was not bad, quite cute. Almost to the end of the movie when socks died, everyone was like crying and sniffing like siao. (well, so did I :/ ) Thought zing cried too but she claims that she was just yawning. -_- Oh oh! And the young version of the main male character was &lt;strong&gt;so cute&lt;/strong&gt;, omg. HAHA me &amp;amp; zing were like squealing away everytime he came on. And he looked super cute in that checkered shirt omgggg :D Jiro! HAHAHA omg can't believe that was the name of this other girl's dog. -_-ll Supposedly she names her dog after her boyfriends, so the dog doesnt have a fixed name haha. But well, jiro was like this toy poodle. There was this scene, super funny. The girls were shopping at road side stalls and jiro put her head into this square box and when it was pulled out, his head became square, cause like there's alot of fluff on the head. They were like, "wow jiro, new hairstyle!" HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, went down to level 1 to see the japanese and korean food fair. Zing bought this chocolate cream crepe thing, super yummy but it was like :o $4.80 for that small small skinny skinny thing. Not worth it heheh. She kept calling it "crab"! -_- Or did it sound like "crap" :o hahah. Then there was this cosplay thing and zing saw her friend. This guy was like singing, some competition thing I think.&lt;br /&gt;Then went up to daiso, bought this rice cracker thing and a tribal-ish necklace. Hahah got freaked out by the queue when we just got in. It was like abt 10m lah! But anyway, the queue was short by the time we found stuff to buy ;D&lt;br /&gt;Went down to the basement to buy takopachi! TAKOPACHI! Reminds me of qianyi's group from ulp. Ulp! ): (we're having combined cip with fmss on 26th! :D so exciting manzxz! :DDD ) Kk, digressed. The takopachi right, they were having some sort of 'sale' thing too haha cool man. 30cents for one more, haha so we got one box of 4 at $2.80! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to zing's place to eat and change. We bet 5cents on whether it's 4 or 5 stops from dhoby ghaut to chinatown -_- Haha anyway I lost, its 4. And thanks zing for the extra takopachi and ribena! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHmE7mTSK_I/AAAAAAAAAG8/5Kwbd9f3ay0/s1600-h/DSCN3250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222351402341379058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHmE7mTSK_I/AAAAAAAAAG8/5Kwbd9f3ay0/s320/DSCN3250.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHmE7sb6QXI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TSv1cNLp8f4/s1600-h/DSCN3252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222351403988173170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHmE7sb6QXI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TSv1cNLp8f4/s320/DSCN3252.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;♥ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Changed and then rushed off to meet mich and jing at farrer park mrt. When we came out of the station, jr (or was it mich :o ) was like, eh! all of us have short hair! Hahah. Okay so we saw a big crowd not very far off and couldn't decide if that was the food fair where we were supposed to do fa duty at. So we walked up and trying to see people's shirt to see if it was the correct one. Someone (can't remember who said it..) was like "eh I think it should be correct lah. I mean, its a vegetarian food fair right, they're wearing green!" HAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHmKdDQNdrI/AAAAAAAAAIM/6aSZo6N1P-0/s1600-h/DSCN3271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222357474606937778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHmKdDQNdrI/AAAAAAAAAIM/6aSZo6N1P-0/s320/DSCN3271.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yep, it was. And we were really shocked to find out that we were just supposed to sit behind the stage there, which was probably the fa base?! So the shift before us were just sitting there, eating, reading newspaper, chatting and on the phone. Hahah so it turned out to be &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;the SLACKEST &amp;amp; FUN&lt;em&gt;NEST&lt;/em&gt; FA DUTY &lt;strong&gt;EVER&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; ♥ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHmE7wC2xUI/AAAAAAAAAHU/oGz9Lk19E8Y/s1600-h/DSCN3254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222351404956828994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHmE7wC2xUI/AAAAAAAAAHU/oGz9Lk19E8Y/s320/DSCN3254.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone from the shift before us left, even ms hing, so we could slack all we want. But of course, we didn't slack &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; much ;D Hehe we did make a few rounds to 'look for casualties'. And in the end, all we treated was just this guy who had a small patch on his calve that was burnt by the engine of the motorbike, like a week ago. Then the blister burst. So, we only had to clean it with anticeptic wipe and put a plaster (I was like wow, such a huge plaster for such a small wound =.=) on. -_- Easy peasy manzxzx. That was all we got. But we heard that earlier on, there was this other person who got burnt by oil like quite badly.. :o There was this lady from the obs medical centre, I think that's what they said.. Hah. The man was from don't know what, camelot? I think its a Walking a few rounds was good for me, didn't feel so sinful seating the huge load of food. After a few rounds, me &amp;amp; mich decided to just go and sit right in front of the fan cause like the fa base was right in front of where the generators were. Like omg, so HOT. &gt;[ Quite retarded, me and mich sitting in front of the fan.. Like the hair flying everywhere, so unglam, tsk. Then we were like sitting around, boring ourselves to death at first. Went back to the fa base, zing was playing with her ds and jr was like reading her book and newspaper. (the big stack ms hing left for us, haha she said we can read it if we're bored. HAH.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHmF7zC8UQI/AAAAAAAAAHk/MxJPhL-2UDY/s1600-h/DSCN3257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222352505274126594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHmF7zC8UQI/AAAAAAAAAHk/MxJPhL-2UDY/s320/DSCN3257.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHmF8CAXYXI/AAAAAAAAAHs/2y38rCgX0G4/s1600-h/DSCN3260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222352509289849202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHmF8CAXYXI/AAAAAAAAAHs/2y38rCgX0G4/s320/DSCN3260.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHmF8OliZmI/AAAAAAAAAH0/9gjC06WYiMM/s1600-h/DSCN3261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222352512666986082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHmF8OliZmI/AAAAAAAAAH0/9gjC06WYiMM/s320/DSCN3261.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't stand the emcee. Super loud and irritating haha. Listening to the songs that they were blasting and when they were playing low, I told them about the video I watched yesterday, the one where this vjc person was using his(I assumed it was a his, it looked like a &lt;em&gt;his&lt;/em&gt; finger, haha.) fingers to dance to the song. Anyway, here's the vid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JKOknt5G_D4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JKOknt5G_D4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you see it as hands, it'll be real retarded. If you see it as a "person", it'll be cool. Hahah so we started "dancing" and laughing like crazy. Jr laugh so much eh, I was laughing at her laughter, haha.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, to think about it, we were there for 4 hours instead of 3hours. :o 4-8pm. Omg! :o &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHmE7sPmdaI/AAAAAAAAAHM/90at2KPH1-s/s1600-h/DSCN3253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222351403936544162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHmE7sPmdaI/AAAAAAAAAHM/90at2KPH1-s/s320/DSCN3253.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coolio ice kachang machine! :o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHmE7-CNUqI/AAAAAAAAAHc/X9lgKui5BMY/s1600-h/DSCN3256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222351408712209058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHmE7-CNUqI/AAAAAAAAAHc/X9lgKui5BMY/s320/DSCN3256.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey chair ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHmF8X2s8RI/AAAAAAAAAIE/nh9Rd-ar7b4/s1600-h/DSCN3267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222352515154899218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHmF8X2s8RI/AAAAAAAAAIE/nh9Rd-ar7b4/s320/DSCN3267.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Red bean potong! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHmF8SxerRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/dMZHHCnCd6Y/s1600-h/DSCN3262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222352513790815506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHmF8SxerRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/dMZHHCnCd6Y/s320/DSCN3262.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eh eh this is cool. Ice cube! Get it :D HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHmKdavqsOI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Dqf4adiUUNE/s1600-h/DSCN3272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222357480912892130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHmKdavqsOI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Dqf4adiUUNE/s320/DSCN3272.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what bored people do ;D &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;Hmm, the pros of doing the last shift. We get loads of free stuff cause they couldn't be sold out. Like alot of free food and stuff eh hahah we were walking around then mich was like " don't walk so fast leh, wait for them to give us stuff" So we got 1 packet of soya milk, 1 box of sandwiches, 1 cup of new zealand ice cream, 1 donut. There was even this game where we had to name 3 vegetarian food sold at the fair. Haha went lots of times, mich got a bottle of dove shampoo, me and jr sunsilk, zing a keychain, hahaha. Later in the evening we were talking to the lady and the man, can't remember how we digressed to start talking about palm reading but yeah somehow we just did. Hahaha super funny omg, the man was saying cause near the bottom of the palm, the lines cross so something's going to happen to us, and we were like ERHHHH, obviously something will happen to us right! HAHAHA. And like other retarded stuff like this so we were like laughing like crazy(we were super high haha). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realised that I ate super alot today, woah. Hmm I shall list it out.. ;D&lt;br /&gt;- 3 slices of bread,&lt;br /&gt;- 5 takopachis,&lt;br /&gt;- 1 packet of ribena,&lt;br /&gt;- 1 chocolate waffle (woah man, thick and crispy! Sedap! :DD ),&lt;br /&gt;- 1 can of apple juice with aloe vera,&lt;br /&gt;- 1 red bean potong,&lt;br /&gt;- 1/4 packet of rice crackers (it was really yummy! :D shall go and buy it again some other day :DD ),&lt;br /&gt;- 1 bag of soya milk (like you know, in the mee bag..),&lt;br /&gt;- 1 slice of vegetarian sandwich (I've no idea what was inside :o Thought it was tuna at first but it wasn't, mich said it tasted like tofu :o and was horrible haha! Tasted quite okay to me eh.. ),&lt;br /&gt;- New zealand ice cream! (not that nice actually :/ ), &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- 1 chocolate donut.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, okay maybe not &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; alot. But I hope I burned them off walking, uh, 6 rounds or so around the fair. Hahah! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only got home at 9 D: &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/659641600347340866-9106752827528402580?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/9106752827528402580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=9106752827528402580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/9106752827528402580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/9106752827528402580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/07/movie-with-zing-plus-fa-duty-with-zing.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp3.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHmE7mTSK_I/AAAAAAAAAG8/5Kwbd9f3ay0/s72-c/DSCN3250.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-659641600347340866.post-5270714611834932527</id><published>2008-07-11T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T22:26:49.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahaha I'm sleepy. Yay movie with zing plus fa duty with zing, mich, jr tmr! ♥&lt;br /&gt;Rugby yesterday (or was it the day before :o ) was funnily funny omg. HAHAH. It was in the basketball court, quite a small area D: Rolled on the floor trying to snatch the ball from each other a few times, coley got injured ): cause she scraped her knee on the ground and when a few of us crowded around her, she was like, eh! look, my skin!&lt;br /&gt;First redcross meeting as an nco. Quite screwed I guess. I even forgot to scold omg D: only till bersurai ended. Oh manzxzx. Plus taking over mich for her foot drill lesson, I totally didn't realise that I forgot to put the word, 'hormat', in until someone raised up the hand and told me.&lt;br /&gt;Omggggggg so embarrasing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to sleep soon. Sleeping later and later oh mans D: Like 1.30am everyday eh, I need some rest and sleep right now. But I havent bathe yetttttt ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-5270714611834932527?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/5270714611834932527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=5270714611834932527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/5270714611834932527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/5270714611834932527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/07/ahaha-im-sleepy.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-1046886545161447028</id><published>2008-07-09T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T19:50:03.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm a happy kid ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-1046886545161447028?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/1046886545161447028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=1046886545161447028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/1046886545161447028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/1046886545161447028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-happy-kid.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-730449042283331985</id><published>2008-07-09T18:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T19:16:30.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bleh yesterday's lit was bad, today's bio was bad&lt;em&gt;der&lt;/em&gt; ):&lt;br /&gt;AHHH I DIE. I CAN'T FAIL 2 BLOCK TESTS ): I need to pass &lt;strong&gt;all&lt;/strong&gt; my subjects. I need to do well, actually. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh I'm such a failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a &lt;u&gt;bad&lt;/u&gt; day. Very bad.&lt;br /&gt;I hope tomorrow won't be bad as well. I don't want to screw up my first meeting.&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite excited 'bout the combined training. It's going to be so fun, yay.&lt;br /&gt;Today's career talk was really interesting though. (: Hospitality eh! Hotel management is cooooool :D (the word makes me think of hospital work -_- )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eee k great, no tests till next wednesday. I feel so slackish. Went to SPH just now with zing to collect the tickets to that cute dog movie (whats the name of it? :o ) The notebook is so cute eh omg I WANT IT D:&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly feel like doing quizzes :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Has anyone ever told you you have pretty eyes?&lt;br /&gt;- I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How are you?&lt;br /&gt;- I'm, fine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What have you learned lately?&lt;br /&gt;- Bio hahah. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. How many pillows do you like to sleep with?&lt;br /&gt;- 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you like blue cheese?&lt;br /&gt;- Uh, no..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you trust people too easily or not enough?&lt;br /&gt;- Too easily I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What's the color of the soap in your bathroom?&lt;br /&gt;- Uhh haha idk eh, pink and white? I never really notice it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you ever bite your lip?&lt;br /&gt;- Yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What brand of body lotion do you use?&lt;br /&gt;- Nivea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Should country music die?&lt;br /&gt;- Uh, I guess not. They're not emo music. HAHA. Okay, not funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What was the last thing you bought?&lt;br /&gt;- Food during recess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Are you ticklish?&lt;br /&gt;- I shall not tell the whole world my super weakness. Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Are camera phones worth it?&lt;br /&gt;- I guess. They're more convenient than cameras but my phone cam just can't be used eh, it's like how lousy canzxzx D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Are there too many commercials on TV?&lt;br /&gt;- Haha I don't watch teevee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. When was the last time someone said unpleasant stuff to you?&lt;br /&gt;- Idk, can't remember. I only remember the pleasant stuff. HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Do you have a crazy side?&lt;br /&gt;- YEAH MAN. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Do you ever keep arguing even when you know you’re wrong?&lt;br /&gt;- Sometimes, especially with jx haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. How did you wear your hair today?&lt;br /&gt;- I tie it up all the time. Cause of how I clip my fringe, it totally looks like shit when I take it out. DDDDD: Me no likeeeeee ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Do long distance relationships work?&lt;br /&gt;- Idk, depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Scuba diving or sky diving?&lt;br /&gt;- Sky, though I won't mind scuba diving just that I don't want to get eaten by sharks hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What do you like people to call you?&lt;br /&gt;- By my name, my nicknames. I don't mind most of it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;26. Do you put your subject before you type the bulletin or after?&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Irrelevant question, but yeah, after hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What are you listening to?&lt;br /&gt;- Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Is there someone you want to fight with?&lt;br /&gt;- Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Are you missing anyone?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes, but I don't want to see you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. What were you doing an hour ago?&lt;br /&gt;- Here on the com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Where do you wish you were right now?&lt;br /&gt;- Out, shop, movie or something like that. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Are you slowly drifting away from someone close?&lt;br /&gt;- Obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. What's the closest blue thing to you?&lt;br /&gt;- My mouse. I'm touching it haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Can you do a split?&lt;br /&gt;- NO WAY MAN. I can die trying to split -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. When was the last time you held someone’s hand?&lt;br /&gt;- Uh maybe today? Can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Do you part your hair in the middle?&lt;br /&gt;- HAHAHA YEAH I'M A GAY NERD, not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Who was the last person you talked to in person?&lt;br /&gt;- Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Happy with life ?&lt;br /&gt;- Quite (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. From your experience in life , any advices?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes and specifically for coley. Abs are abs, biceps are biceps. Abs are not biceps, biceps are not abs :D HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Long John Silver or Macdonald?&lt;br /&gt;- Hahah KFC xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Whats on your mind currently?&lt;br /&gt;- I'm hungry, should I eat now or wait till dinner. I should be starting on work or I'll have to stay up late again. I need to write to peiwen ma'am and farah ma'am. I need to start studying for the next test. I feel like sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Any craving?&lt;br /&gt;- Yeahhhh like, SO MANY? D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. If you have the opportunity to act in a film, what kind of character would it be?&lt;br /&gt;- Idk, the girl who gets together with the cute guy. WAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Have you ever played timer before?&lt;br /&gt;- WHAT TIMER. Sounds like bombs haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Do you love your name?&lt;br /&gt;- Yeah man, I love bing bing! HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Are you mixed?&lt;br /&gt;- Yeah, my mom and my dad :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Any siblings/cousins staying at other country?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes all my cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Favourite shape and colour?&lt;br /&gt;- Fav shape? Hahah I don't have one. Colour, red orange purple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. Have ever thought that you are useless?&lt;br /&gt;- All the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Ever been admitted to the hospital?&lt;br /&gt;- Yeah yeah, dislocated arms. X-rays are cool though I can't remember how they're like and stuff. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. Any favourite cartoon character?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes but I can't remember what it is. HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. What do you want to buy currently?&lt;br /&gt;- So many things eh, I'm greedy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. You consider yourself wild?&lt;br /&gt;- Nope, I'm such a guaikia eh! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Favourite word used often:&lt;br /&gt;- Yeah manzxzx. (uh, so many actually. :o But then I realised that it's 'eh'. Hahah, no wait, it's haha. HAHAH :D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wheeeee. Kk, so fun so fun. I feel like doing another one! Should I! HAHA. Omg btw, I suddenly got coley a new nickname. Abs! Eh eh abs, I finally got one for you! Oh yay yay I'm happy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;YOUR BOY SIDE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] You love hoodies.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You love jeans.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Dogs are better than cats.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] It's hilarious when people get hurt.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You've played with/against boys on a team.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Shopping is torture&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Sad movies suck&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You own an X-Box&lt;br /&gt;[x] You played with Hot Wheels cars as a kid&lt;br /&gt;[x] At some point in time you wanted&lt;br /&gt;to be a firefigter&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You owned a PSP, PS2, or Sega&lt;br /&gt;[x] You used to be obsessed with Power&lt;br /&gt;Rangers&lt;br /&gt;[x] You watch sports on TV&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gory movies are cool&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You go to your dad for advice&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You own like a trillion baseball caps&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You used to/do collect football cards&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Baggy pants are cool to wear&lt;br /&gt;[ ] It's kinda weird to have sleepovers with a bunch of people&lt;br /&gt;[x] Green, black, red, blue, or silver are one of your favorite colors&lt;br /&gt;[x] You love to go crazy and not care what people think&lt;br /&gt;[x] Sports are fun&lt;br /&gt;[x] You talk with food in your mouth. (omg, yeah :o )&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You sleep with your socks on at night&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have fished at least once&lt;br /&gt;Total = 12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;YOUR GIRL SIDE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] You *need*/love to shop&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You wear eyeliner&lt;br /&gt;[x] You wear the color pink&lt;br /&gt;[x] You go to your mom for advice&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You consider cheerleading a sport.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You hate wearing the color black&lt;br /&gt;[x] You like going to the mall&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You like getting manicures and/or pedicures&lt;br /&gt;[x] You like wearing jewelry.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You cried watching The Notebook (I didn't watch it. Wait, what's it actually?? :o )&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Skirts are a big part of your wardrobe&lt;br /&gt;[x] Shopping is one of your favorite hobbies&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You don't like the movie Star Wars (I didn't watch it either omg.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You are/were in gymnastics/dance&lt;br /&gt;[x] It takes you around one hour or more to shower, get dressed, and make-up.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You smile a lot more than you should&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have more than 10 pairs of shoes&lt;br /&gt;[x] You care about what you look like.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You like wearing body spray/perfume (No, I only like deodorants :D )&lt;br /&gt;[x] You like high heel shoes&lt;br /&gt;[x] You used to play with dolls as little kid&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You like putting make-up on others&lt;br /&gt;[x] You like to be the star of everything (Who doesn't.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Pink is one of your favorite colors.&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL =  13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh cool man, almost the same :D Teeheehee so fun, omg :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-730449042283331985?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/730449042283331985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=730449042283331985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/730449042283331985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/730449042283331985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/07/bleh-yesterdays-lit-was-bad-todays-bio.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-3369434576970641705</id><published>2008-07-07T22:41:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T00:19:49.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Geog project at bukit timah hill today with dan, zing, kartika and yumie! ♥ Yeah man, funness! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were quite early, early enough to catch lots of people exercising. Haha and cute kids running around. :D Supposed to meet at rtc bus stop at 8.30am sharp, got there a little early -_- 8.15. Kartika and dan came at almost the same time, then yumie and zing who told us to be there at 8.30 sharp was 2 mins late! Hahah! Lots of photos! ♥ Was quite shocked when I was uploading them onto my com just now. Like wow, 215 eh! In just a couple of hours, like 8.30am-12.30pm. It's 4 hours! Hahah no wonder the battery was exhausted..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(blogger uploads photos too slowly &gt;[ ) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220291698956106306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHIzpFQy-kI/AAAAAAAAACs/pvA2uKLL570/s320/DSCN3036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHIzpRHeXrI/AAAAAAAAAC0/8OZf50VMrWE/s1600-h/DSCN3037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220291702138232498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHIzpRHeXrI/AAAAAAAAAC0/8OZf50VMrWE/s320/DSCN3037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eh look at the cool seats manzxzx hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHIzpT37tkI/AAAAAAAAAC8/HS_HOM2KUyI/s1600-h/DSCN3041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220291702878352962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHIzpT37tkI/AAAAAAAAAC8/HS_HOM2KUyI/s320/DSCN3041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Visitor's centre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHIzpv2KCWI/AAAAAAAAADE/SVAM63nHYGw/s1600-h/DSCN3050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220291710387095906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHIzpv2KCWI/AAAAAAAAADE/SVAM63nHYGw/s320/DSCN3050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;♥♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHIzrVeMXuI/AAAAAAAAADM/NPaalF73waU/s1600-h/DSCN3056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220291737667002082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHIzrVeMXuI/AAAAAAAAADM/NPaalF73waU/s320/DSCN3056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eee we almost died hiking up the start. Some more kartika and yumie went off so fast without us!! Tsk tsk D&lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHI1VBgyS_I/AAAAAAAAADU/l5xac_Onauk/s1600-h/DSCN3064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220293553375300594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHI1VBgyS_I/AAAAAAAAADU/l5xac_Onauk/s320/DSCN3064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unglamness. Me and dan rolled up our pants cause it was toooooo hot. Hahah stupid lah, only the two of us in pants -_- The rest in shortsssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHI1VNtASgI/AAAAAAAAADc/FqHLTA_uGHs/s1600-h/DSCN3074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220293556647774722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHI1VNtASgI/AAAAAAAAADc/FqHLTA_uGHs/s320/DSCN3074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;♥ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHI1VTUGOzI/AAAAAAAAADk/GvE62-MAO_Q/s1600-h/DSCN3078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220293558153919282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHI1VTUGOzI/AAAAAAAAADk/GvE62-MAO_Q/s320/DSCN3078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHI1VnQ539I/AAAAAAAAADs/9ss5nYJ73_0/s1600-h/DSCN3088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220293563509235666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHI1VnQ539I/AAAAAAAAADs/9ss5nYJ73_0/s320/DSCN3088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHI1V3JlEmI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ptEhZIetDZQ/s1600-h/DSCN3092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220293567773479522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHI1V3JlEmI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ptEhZIetDZQ/s320/DSCN3092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That coolios leaf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHI5bYH12cI/AAAAAAAAAEk/chV-3FrBSI0/s1600-h/DSCN3111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220298060570417602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHI5bYH12cI/AAAAAAAAAEk/chV-3FrBSI0/s320/DSCN3111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHI5bnDLxuI/AAAAAAAAAEs/_MTyGqp8sLM/s1600-h/DSCN3112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220298064577414882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHI5bnDLxuI/AAAAAAAAAEs/_MTyGqp8sLM/s320/DSCN3112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHI5bmRIGjI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nSUD-CZSW9w/s1600-h/DSCN3117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220298064367458866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHI5bmRIGjI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nSUD-CZSW9w/s320/DSCN3117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only today did dan realise that her elbows are weird like mine. And only today did I realise that her elbows are weirder than mine. AHHAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHI5bnlVy-I/AAAAAAAAAE8/lxfGE6rC5wk/s1600-h/DSCN3124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220298064720677858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHI5bnlVy-I/AAAAAAAAAE8/lxfGE6rC5wk/s320/DSCN3124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what happens when you forget to zoom out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHI5b4JCg9I/AAAAAAAAAFE/fbal66SaWO8/s1600-h/DSCN3126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220298069165376466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHI5b4JCg9I/AAAAAAAAAFE/fbal66SaWO8/s320/DSCN3126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHI7oaJZxUI/AAAAAAAAAFM/t1xF1K9G12c/s1600-h/DSCN3127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220300483475391810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHI7oaJZxUI/AAAAAAAAAFM/t1xF1K9G12c/s320/DSCN3127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dan's hamster eyes xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHI7oTEUnnI/AAAAAAAAAFU/28G2tV_OyIs/s1600-h/DSCN3129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220300481575034482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHI7oTEUnnI/AAAAAAAAAFU/28G2tV_OyIs/s320/DSCN3129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All the better to eat you with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHI7o_Ij4QI/AAAAAAAAAFc/iC49aCjyu2o/s1600-h/DSCN3139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220300493403971842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHI7o_Ij4QI/AAAAAAAAAFc/iC49aCjyu2o/s320/DSCN3139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dan's obiang-ness! ♥ HAHAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHI7o13eG4I/AAAAAAAAAFk/AqjwTQHclkQ/s1600-h/DSCN3144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220300490916371330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHI7o13eG4I/AAAAAAAAAFk/AqjwTQHclkQ/s320/DSCN3144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHI7pE5KEXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/LstdSS_RAqE/s1600-h/DSCN3153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220300494949978482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHI7pE5KEXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/LstdSS_RAqE/s320/DSCN3153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Even dan herself said this looks emo. Ahah what a great photographer I am! HEHEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHI9xElFzLI/AAAAAAAAAF0/N9VTju0aQlA/s1600-h/DSCN3155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220302831328021682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHI9xElFzLI/AAAAAAAAAF0/N9VTju0aQlA/s320/DSCN3155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So zing, as usual, wanted to act emo too. But she was like, eh, my pink bag totally spoils the emoness leh. Hahah you drama queen ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHI9xkmUAuI/AAAAAAAAAF8/tOfnib03iOI/s1600-h/DSCN3164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220302839923081954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHI9xkmUAuI/AAAAAAAAAF8/tOfnib03iOI/s320/DSCN3164.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHI9x9ZcquI/AAAAAAAAAGE/5y03A3HoFy0/s1600-h/DSCN3165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220302846580009698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHI9x9ZcquI/AAAAAAAAAGE/5y03A3HoFy0/s320/DSCN3165.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kartika: Bye, I can't stand you any longer.&lt;br /&gt;Zing: Noooo don't go! Come back, come back!&lt;br /&gt;Kartika: No, just let me go.&lt;br /&gt;Zing: Noooo come back!!&lt;br /&gt;AHAHA I CAN JUST IMAGINE THE DRAMA QUEENS DOING THAT. :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHI9x1nCvGI/AAAAAAAAAGM/hbIPTKVJTIA/s1600-h/DSCN3174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220302844489546850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHI9x1nCvGI/AAAAAAAAAGM/hbIPTKVJTIA/s320/DSCN3174.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACBC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHI9yL0jU1I/AAAAAAAAAGU/5IufHcfOJH8/s1600-h/DSCN3178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220302850451788626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHI9yL0jU1I/AAAAAAAAAGU/5IufHcfOJH8/s320/DSCN3178.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahaha zing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(To be continued :D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kk, it's like 12++ already. Some more I haven't bathe yet. Omgggg D: Sigh tmr's lit test's going to be so screwed. I didn't study it at all. And the day after's bio's going to be just as bad. Sigh went to the library to study today cause there was some construction works going on at my void deck, I couldn't take the noise &gt;[ But yeah, was there for like 2 hours or something and I only studied like 7 pages?!?! Wtp. And I think nothing much went in. D: sigh, can't stand it. I need to focus, focus, focus! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I don't fall asleep during the test, omg! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm disappointed. Very.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-3369434576970641705?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/3369434576970641705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=3369434576970641705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/3369434576970641705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/3369434576970641705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/07/geog-project-at-bukit-timah-hill-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RZ_zqxXwn3Q/SHIzpFQy-kI/AAAAAAAAACs/pvA2uKLL570/s72-c/DSCN3036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-659641600347340866.post-4539720761831507817</id><published>2008-07-07T22:41:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T23:52:43.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm. Realised that I still haven't return zing the 10 cents yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-4539720761831507817?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/4539720761831507817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=4539720761831507817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/4539720761831507817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/4539720761831507817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/07/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-947554835711813831</id><published>2008-07-06T18:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T18:56:49.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the years to come&lt;br /&gt;Will you think about these moments that we shared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the years to come&lt;br /&gt;Are you gonna think it over&lt;br /&gt;And how we lived each day with no regrets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing lasts forever though we want it to&lt;br /&gt;The road ahead holds different dreams for me and you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes goodbye, though it hurts in your heart,&lt;br /&gt;is the only way for destiny&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes goodbye, though it hurts,&lt;br /&gt;is the only way now for you and me&lt;br /&gt;Though it's the hardest thing to say&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss your love in every way&lt;br /&gt;So say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;But don't you cry&lt;br /&gt;Cos true love never dies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a year from now&lt;br /&gt;Maybe there'll be things we'll wish we'd never said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a year from now&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we'll see each other&lt;br /&gt;Standing on the same street corner though it rains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each and every end is always written in the stars&lt;br /&gt;If only I could stop the world&lt;br /&gt;I'd make this last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes goodbye, so it hurts in your heart,&lt;br /&gt;is the only way for destiny&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes goodbye, so it hurts,&lt;br /&gt;is the only way now for you and me&lt;br /&gt;Though it's the hardest thing to say&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss your love in every way&lt;br /&gt;So say goodbye (so say goodbye)&lt;br /&gt;But don't you cry&lt;br /&gt;Cos true love never dies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you need my arms to run into&lt;br /&gt;I'll come for you&lt;br /&gt;Nothing will ever change the way I feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes goodbye, so it hurts in your heart,&lt;br /&gt;is the only way for destiny&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes goodbye, so it hurts,&lt;br /&gt;is the only way now for you and me&lt;br /&gt;Though it's the hardest thing to say&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss your love in every day&lt;br /&gt;So say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;But don't you cry&lt;br /&gt;Because a true love never dies &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was what made me cry that day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-947554835711813831?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/947554835711813831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=947554835711813831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/947554835711813831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/947554835711813831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/07/in-years-to-come-will-you-think-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-971138127985593841</id><published>2008-07-06T17:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T18:18:42.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;тзяэиċє says (17:38):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;gogo do hw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;тзяэиċє says (17:38):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;bleh ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;5 o'clock and a fire escape symphony, says (17:40):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hgahaha no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;5 o'clock and a fire escape symphony, says (17:40):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;im going to procrastinate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 o'clock and a fire escape symphony, says (17:40):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 o'clock and a fire escape symphony, says (17:40):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;og&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;5 o'clock and a fire escape symphony, says (17:40):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and do lame quizzes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 o'clock and a fire escape symphony, says (17:40):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;5 o'clock and a fire escape symphony, says (17:40):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;тзяэиċє says (17:41):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;haha kayy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;тзяэиċє says (17:41):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;have fun D&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's how I got here again xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(pass this quiz to 10 persons that you wish to know how they feel about you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Dan&lt;br /&gt;2. Zing&lt;br /&gt;3. Terence&lt;br /&gt;4. Qianyi&lt;br /&gt;5. Mich&lt;br /&gt;6. Coley&lt;br /&gt;7. Galen&lt;br /&gt;8. Lam&lt;br /&gt;9. Jingrui&lt;br /&gt;10. Nat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Who is no.6 having relationship with? (Coley)&lt;br /&gt;No one I guess. Unless! :o You never tell me! Orhor you ducky duck duck coley! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Is no.9 a male or female? (Jingrui)&lt;br /&gt;Female.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.(If no.7 and 10 are together, will it be a good thing?) (Galen and nat)&lt;br /&gt;No, I don't think so.. Idk, they don't even know each other :D But it'll be cool if they do ;DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.(How about no.8 and 5?) (Lam and mich)&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha wait, I didn't get the together thing! :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What is no.2 studying about? (Zing)&lt;br /&gt;Uh, what? :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. When was the last time you had a chat with no.3? (Terence)&lt;br /&gt;Now, msn-ing. He's blaming me that I'm not motivating him cause I keep telling him that I'm procrastinating. :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What kind of music band does no.8 like? (Lam)&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I think christian songs..? Not sure. I haven't heard from her what songs she likes before :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Does no.1 has any siblings? (Dan)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah 2 brothers and she absolutely hate one of them :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Will you woo no.3? (Terence)&lt;br /&gt;Who's 3! Who's 3! OH NO, I FAINT! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. How about no.7? (Galen)&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH I haven't recovered yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Is no.4 single? (Qianyi)&lt;br /&gt;Yeahh forever and everrrrrrr. HAHAHA NO LAH. Shan't curse you qian qian mei mei :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What's the surname of no.5? (Mich)&lt;br /&gt;Hoh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What's the hobby of no.4? (Qianyi)&lt;br /&gt;I think.. Youtubing? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Do no.5 and 9 get along well? (Mich and jingrui)&lt;br /&gt;Haha yeah man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Where is no.2 studying at? (Zing)&lt;br /&gt;Scgs 3dg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Talk something casually about no.1 (Dan)&lt;br /&gt;My danny ducky hamster! ♥♥♥♥♥ her! My boyfriendddd♥ She's so blur, she's blurer than me yay :D HEHEH. Don't kill me, dan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Have you tried developing feelings for no.8? (Lam)&lt;br /&gt;No, cause she's an ant (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Where does no.9 live at? (Jingrui)&lt;br /&gt;Balastier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What color does no.4 like? (Qianyi)&lt;br /&gt;Purple. Right? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Are no.5 and 1 best friends? (Mich and dan)&lt;br /&gt;Not really best friends but they're good ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Does no.7 like no.2? (Galen and zing)&lt;br /&gt;They don't know each other eh. But zing zing is my boyfriend so galen can't have her ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. How do you get to know no.2? (Zing)&lt;br /&gt;Levelmates, classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Does no.1 have any pets? (Dan)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah man, she owns a zoo in her house :D hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Is no.7 the sexiest person in the world? (Galen)&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH &lt;u&gt;BSB&lt;/u&gt;! Quite so, maybe, idk! :D &lt;strong&gt;Idk idk idk!&lt;/strong&gt; :D I didn't say anything k :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;тзяэиċє says (17:45):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;тзяэиċє says (17:45):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;you have ss hw to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 o'clock and a fire escape symphony, says (17:45):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hahah yeah sort of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;5 o'clock and a fire escape symphony, says (17:45):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but no one bothered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 o'clock and a fire escape symphony, says (17:45):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;none at all :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;тзяэиċє says (17:46):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;haha kayy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;тзяэиċє says (17:46):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;thats the spirirt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;тзяэиċє says (17:46):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i mean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;тзяэиċє says (17:46):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;go do D&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 o'clock and a fire escape symphony, says (17:46):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 o'clock and a fire escape symphony, says (17:46):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;5 o'clock and a fire escape symphony, says (17:46):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-971138127985593841?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/971138127985593841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=971138127985593841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/971138127985593841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/971138127985593841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/07/says-1738-gogo-do-hw-says-1738-bleh.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-8291880601730637878</id><published>2008-07-06T17:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T17:31:20.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahaha just now this girl called and she was looking for my brother. She was talking to me for like, 3mins or so. Trying to convey to me the message: I'm looking for jx and wants his neopets account username. Like diaooooo manzxzxzx. HAHAH DONT WASTE MY TIME ASKING FOR NEOPETS ACC USERNAMES. Plus plus, zxzxzx it caused my internet to disconnect. &gt;[ tsk tsk tsk quite pissed.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that, she called &lt;u&gt;again&lt;/u&gt;. Zxzxzx whats your problem man. She asked me to tell my bro to call her after he gets home. -_-&lt;br /&gt;IMPOSSIBLE! Waste my phone bills for what. Just to tell you the neopets username. HAHAH. Or maybe I'll do so. 3hours later or something :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EHHH I miss the xanga smileys leh DDD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I like the tagboarddddddddd D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Euuke who cares. I'll blog at both. When I feel like it :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-8291880601730637878?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/8291880601730637878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=8291880601730637878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/8291880601730637878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/8291880601730637878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/07/ahaha-just-now-this-girl-called-and-she.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-7356654005487777340</id><published>2008-07-06T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T16:48:45.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"But love, I've come to understand, is more than three words mumbled before bedtime. Love is sustained by action, a pattern of devotion in the things we do for each other every day." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Nicholas Sparks in The Wedding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-7356654005487777340?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/7356654005487777340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=7356654005487777340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/7356654005487777340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/7356654005487777340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/07/but-love-ive-come-to-understand-is-more.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-813289622547500814</id><published>2008-07-06T12:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T12:40:12.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eesh I hope I'll be able to exercise self control to do some constructive work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I need to study for the block tests next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or else, I dieeeeeee ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-813289622547500814?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/813289622547500814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=813289622547500814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/813289622547500814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/813289622547500814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/07/eesh-i-hope-ill-be-able-to-exercise.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-5975425952048324850</id><published>2008-07-06T03:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T03:52:54.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm happy, I'm really fortunate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why this randomness? Cause I just read this post from someone's blog. And I realised that how fortunate I really am. I felt so.. Emotional after I read it. Like, tears just welled up in my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy and shall be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I should be sleeping now cause it's almost 4am in the morning of sunday. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning everyone! Have a great day ahead (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-5975425952048324850?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/5975425952048324850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=5975425952048324850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/5975425952048324850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/5975425952048324850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-happy-im-really-fortunate.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-659641600347340866.post-339811562494263856</id><published>2008-07-05T23:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T23:16:26.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Boo, new blog :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/659641600347340866-339811562494263856?l=duckduck--goose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/feeds/339811562494263856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=659641600347340866&amp;postID=339811562494263856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/339811562494263856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/659641600347340866/posts/default/339811562494263856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duckduck--goose.blogspot.com/2008/07/boo-new-blog-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanbing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15914905908718930827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>
