<?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-9016414579215258859</id><updated>2011-08-03T21:58:03.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A walk to remember</title><subtitle type='html'>Maturity is only a short break in adolescence.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>84</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-4879274808884349540</id><published>2009-07-24T13:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T13:51:23.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye.</title><content type='html'>Going back on hiatus. Shutting it down again. Have no mood to blog. Probably sometime during the holidays I'll reopen it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I do, it'll be password protected, so make sure you msn me for the password.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm, bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit;// Victor Niemann abandoned me in school today. Left me waiting like an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;Pat sent me home. See, that's why Pat's sucha good boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit;2// Currently having all the symptoms of H1N1. There's not a single one that I don't have. Ew. Being sick sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-4879274808884349540?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/4879274808884349540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=4879274808884349540' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/4879274808884349540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/4879274808884349540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2009/07/bye.html' title='Bye.'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-7549162552819183997</id><published>2009-07-20T18:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T19:06:09.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>If anyone HAS noticed, I reopened my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cause of it? The &lt;b&gt;trigger&lt;/b&gt;? After all, it's been what, more than 6 months since I've blogged.&lt;br /&gt;Let's just say, child abuse is widely practised around the world, and yet, no statutory obligation has been given to abolish it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My layout's getting boring. I have another grey one, but it's rather clicky and I don't like clicky blog layouts. Maybe I'll stick to boring. Blehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Infatuation surpasses all and any form of love. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;That is, if the love is ever existing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shan't announce my reopening. Let's see how long it is before someone notices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, I'll be ranting somewhere else. Catch me. Reewind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-7549162552819183997?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/7549162552819183997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=7549162552819183997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/7549162552819183997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/7549162552819183997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2009/07/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-5985104456767339144</id><published>2008-12-27T00:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T00:09:39.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>damn.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;DAMN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I have to fight with &lt;b&gt;EVERYONE?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;My parents.&lt;br /&gt;My brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully I still have friends. &lt;s&gt;it'll take a miracle&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Least my baby sister hasn't slapped me in the face or kicked me in the gut or tore my heart yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit:// My sis poked me in the ribs for accidentally changing the TV channel xDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-5985104456767339144?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/5985104456767339144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=5985104456767339144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/5985104456767339144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/5985104456767339144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/12/damn.html' title='damn.'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-1603660828195690544</id><published>2008-12-25T09:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T09:49:46.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Last year I didn't get to wish anyone on my blog&lt;br /&gt;because I quit blogging in November.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there's nothing there.. I hid it all..&lt;br /&gt;just a link here. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas wishlist?&lt;br /&gt;Let's see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T FREAKING WANT ANYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;you hear me.&lt;br /&gt;I got in enough trouble with my parents already. Don't want to have to explain that friends think of me (if they ever do) during the holidays and got me gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.&lt;br /&gt;Rest be assured that i might not be able to get you guys anything.&lt;br /&gt;MIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm home-bound. Even if you've seen me in Jusco or smth, I accompanying my mom.&lt;br /&gt;My birthday sucked. Christmas sucked. (well i'm not sure about that since it's just the morning)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrapped one of the music CDs I already listened to tons of times and put it under the christmas tree for myself.&lt;br /&gt;opened them last night.&lt;br /&gt;yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Oh my gosh mom. i love this CD! Thank you so much!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents gave me a funny look after that. xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought my sister &lt;b&gt;A PINK EDUCATIONAL KIDDY LAPTOP&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures later. xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I freaking slept 5 hours only. Blahh.&lt;br /&gt;Parents had &lt;i&gt;exercises&lt;/i&gt; *COUGHS BADLY* last night&lt;br /&gt;or rather, this morning.. and I woke up in the middle of their &lt;s&gt;orgasmic&lt;/s&gt; busy &lt;b&gt;activities&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN. I'm not going to interrupt them right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pushed the play on my walkman (I forgot to unplug them from my ears last night) and turned away from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blahh.&lt;br /&gt;At least their done now.&lt;br /&gt;I excused myself (After an hour) to the *cough* toilet.&lt;br /&gt;BLAHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What. not my fault I sleep with my parents. xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously. not my fault.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I try to claim my own room we have a shouting match. so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damndamn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn me to the pittest pits of armpit land.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-1603660828195690544?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/1603660828195690544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=1603660828195690544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/1603660828195690544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/1603660828195690544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-7166212836470484572</id><published>2008-12-23T17:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T17:30:15.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday celebrations</title><content type='html'>The 21st of December every year holds a special meaning for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, this year, that very Sunday could possibly have been the worst 21st December of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still would like to thank those very few who came to wish me&lt;br /&gt;(in order)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Lim Hui Zen&lt;br /&gt;2. Looi Kian Seng&lt;br /&gt;3. Ashwin Narayan (i read your card late, you should have been 1st. sorry!)&lt;br /&gt;4. Maverick Yeung&lt;br /&gt;5. Ling Xing Xin&lt;br /&gt;6. Sean Chan&lt;br /&gt;7. Zhong Wei&lt;br /&gt;8. Sylvia Ng&lt;br /&gt;9. Patsakon Treewarangkul&lt;br /&gt;10. Amiera Azhar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;thank you for remembering my birthday.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am no longer now, &lt;b&gt;Finally a teenager&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have moved up a rank *wink*   [Go figure.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evelyn is now &lt;s&gt;finally&lt;/s&gt; officially &lt;b&gt;a &lt;i&gt;teenager&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*round of applause*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you, thank you, you're too kind. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now, officially, 14 years of age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course my 14th birthday must have had a special moment.&lt;br /&gt;Let's see. What stands about above all the crying and moping.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kicked somebody's shoe *grins sheepishly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now that somebody owes me half his shoe. [Since I never got mine back]&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for it. Don't think I forget xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YOU OWE ME HALF YOUR SHOE, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SENIOR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-7166212836470484572?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/7166212836470484572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=7166212836470484572' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/7166212836470484572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/7166212836470484572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/12/birthday-celebrations.html' title='birthday celebrations'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-554626684921735884</id><published>2008-12-18T23:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T23:47:35.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tada =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;bahh. I can't even talk to my own boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;had a really big fight today. (or maybe to me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's just another blowoff to him from his stupid annoying girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, all she did was wait 6 hours for him, chat for 10 minutes, spend 1 hour get stared down by him, and then couldn't stand the hurting anymore and just went offline right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no big right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, taking in all the blame... *traces off into moronic rants*&lt;br /&gt;like i said, bahh.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's my big comeback to blogging (after a few days xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my big come back to playing in church. =)&lt;br /&gt;I haven't played for duno how many months due to some &lt;s&gt;controversy&lt;/s&gt; confusion,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My senior, Joash, is coming us out tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;so it'll be just me, my dad, and Joash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the people practically abandoned us for other countries and snooker games.&lt;br /&gt;*glare*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really have no reason to blog,&lt;br /&gt;but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10 things Evelyn Chua covets&lt;/b&gt; (which is a sin no?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I covet people who can &lt;b&gt;sing. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  I covet people who can &lt;b&gt;draw&lt;/b&gt;. electronically or non-electronically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  I covet people with &lt;b&gt;supernatural force fields&lt;/b&gt;. (what? I can dream right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  I covet those fictional story book people who have all the &lt;b&gt;sad stories. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, sad. They always end up with a happy ever after anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  I covet people who have that tad bit of &lt;b&gt;freedom.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  I covet people who aren't that &lt;b&gt;clumsy&lt;/b&gt;. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  I covet my little sister (SHE'S MINE. Back off! XDD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  I decided not to covet anymore.&lt;br /&gt;9.  I decided not to covet anymore.&lt;br /&gt;10.I decided not to covet anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, and I also decided that this post really sucked. I couldn't even complete the 10 covet thingies!&lt;br /&gt;[*psst* I got stuck at number 3, ransacked my brain for 4,5,6,7, and gave up at 8,9,10]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm, I tag Sylvia, Kian Seng, and Hui Zen. (Ashwin, too? I wasn't too sure on tagging you in case you didn't have anything to covet about xP)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s/ I feel like changing my layout. But to what?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-554626684921735884?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/554626684921735884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=554626684921735884' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/554626684921735884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/554626684921735884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/12/tada-d.html' title='tada =D'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-495882446339508535</id><published>2008-12-14T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T17:47:00.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Three words.</title><content type='html'>okay i've got three words for you guys. (excluding the explanations)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;word 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haircut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;word 2 and 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;explanations; I wanted to blog about this, but well, forgot.&lt;br /&gt;Blahh. I hate myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-495882446339508535?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/495882446339508535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=495882446339508535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/495882446339508535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/495882446339508535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/12/three-words.html' title='Three words.'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-6209024769845893867</id><published>2008-12-07T17:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T20:46:47.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spider Goats</title><content type='html'>I remember last term when Ashwin announced to the class about the Spider's Web being induced in Goats.. and Mr. Raj and the class were laughing about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FOUND THE LINK. XDD&lt;br /&gt;haha, I was curious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jesus-is-savior.com/End%20of%20the%20World/Genetics%20Nightmare/spider_goats.htm"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spider Goats (and click!)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the milk that the goats produced have super strong silk... and is now used for SUPER BULLETPROOF VESTS! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, I was wondering what the super spider goats would look like.. and I was being curious, nosy, and bored. xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. I found a few pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spider goat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it a spider with a goat head..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/STvE9q1BEEI/AAAAAAAAAo0/1IMDN6cSrJU/s1600-h/spins_sheep_spider.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 244px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/STvE9q1BEEI/AAAAAAAAAo0/1IMDN6cSrJU/s400/spins_sheep_spider.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277027952142389314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or, just simply a goat spinning a spider's web..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/STvE9WbNTYI/AAAAAAAAAok/TG7HTD9m5Pw/s1600-h/5_7_genetics.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 228px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/STvE9WbNTYI/AAAAAAAAAok/TG7HTD9m5Pw/s400/5_7_genetics.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277027946665430402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or, is it my personal favourite, THE SPIDER&lt;s&gt;MAN&lt;/s&gt;GOAT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/STvE9qqquKI/AAAAAAAAAos/96NVPU05fNM/s1600-h/SPIDERGOAT.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/STvE9qqquKI/AAAAAAAAAos/96NVPU05fNM/s400/SPIDERGOAT.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277027952098982050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teehee, sorry Ashwin xD&lt;br /&gt;I just couldn't resist!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-6209024769845893867?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/6209024769845893867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=6209024769845893867' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/6209024769845893867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/6209024769845893867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/12/spider-goats.html' title='Spider Goats'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/STvE9q1BEEI/AAAAAAAAAo0/1IMDN6cSrJU/s72-c/spins_sheep_spider.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-7690315954410248881</id><published>2008-12-07T16:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T17:15:31.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flourchylde robbery.</title><content type='html'>I feel like changing my layout.&lt;br /&gt;AND my blog link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://flourchylde.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had people pronounce it as &lt;b&gt;flour-che-de&lt;/b&gt;, and &lt;b&gt;fla-chy-le-deh&lt;/b&gt;, and &lt;b&gt;flour-chie-led&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's pronounced &lt;u&gt;flour-child.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Representing a child, a kid (not a goat), a young adolescence, made of flour.&lt;br /&gt;Anything made of flour is well, fragile and delicate, ready to fall apart any time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Flourchylde&lt;/i&gt; (Flour Child)&lt;br /&gt;A delicate child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, before I go to the topic of posting, I'm going to rant some more xD&lt;br /&gt;well, not rant la, just, crapping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I'm sorry you have to see so many pictures, I'll upload some later. =D&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, Sylvia and Hui Zen, and Zhong Wei for not updating lately.&lt;br /&gt;November 29 isn't &lt;b&gt;THAT&lt;/b&gt; long ago.. xP&lt;br /&gt;just a week. =D&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, the topic of posting.&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to blog about this yesterday.. but yeah.. I think I kinda forgot when I turned on the computer xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day before yesterday some guy tried to break into my house.&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;My maid was cleaning up the house.. It was around 5 am..&lt;br /&gt;when she suddenly heard the dogs barking like mad&lt;br /&gt;so she went out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she saw some guy climbing over the gate.. DESPITE THE DOGS BARKING.. he's still climbing over it like nobody's business.&lt;br /&gt;My maid panicked, and screamed, and so the guy cabut-ed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(for non-malaysians.. cabut means runaway xP)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, yeah. This morning at 4am the alarm went off.. My maid said she didn't open any doors..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a feeling the guy's gona come back because a few houses around my neighbourhood has been broken into.. some twice.. one breaken in 4 times (all in vain la.. they got loaded security system xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*gasp*&lt;br /&gt;maybe that's why all my dogs died. HE POISONED THEM! =OO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, now I'm just over reacting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gona blog a second time, different post. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-7690315954410248881?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/7690315954410248881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=7690315954410248881' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/7690315954410248881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/7690315954410248881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/12/flourchylde-robbery.html' title='Flourchylde robbery.'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-3237375724222717511</id><published>2008-11-29T21:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T22:08:49.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pups</title><content type='html'>my favourite picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/STFGeP2b1dI/AAAAAAAAAn0/oJnNYzirEYk/s1600-h/IMG00005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/STFGeP2b1dI/AAAAAAAAAn0/oJnNYzirEYk/s400/IMG00005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274074124092429778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so effin cute la =DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told her to say cheese XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So erm, I &lt;b&gt;had&lt;/b&gt; originally 6 dogs...&lt;br /&gt;but one dog (female, &lt;b&gt;Brownie&lt;/b&gt;) had her leg run over.. she was suffering so bad we put her down.. This was about 6 months ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another dog.. The longest dog ever to be with us.. 4-5 years I think? Was a pure bred Belgium shepard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/STFIgKT2kJI/AAAAAAAAAn8/fp6g32-DPpc/s1600-h/P1000899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/STFIgKT2kJI/AAAAAAAAAn8/fp6g32-DPpc/s400/P1000899.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274076355988197522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My maid tied him up.. he jumped.. and he hung.. like.. strangled to death. This was about a month ago. He was the only dog of ours who had his own birth certificate. xD&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;b&gt;Boris Amatuer Martin Wolfgang&lt;/b&gt;; I love you and will always remember you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beethoven.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Offspring of Boris and Holly. (so was Brownie)&lt;br /&gt;Male, Light brown, Curled tail, like a Siberian Husky, died of poison. Age, 1 and a half years. My maid's favourite dog. We didn't expect him to die.. He collapsed in the garden right before we went to school.. A week ago.&lt;br /&gt;Buried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bach&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Offspring of Boris and Holly.&lt;br /&gt;Female, Darkish brown with black snouth, black tail, and white stripe right down from the neck to halfway of the tummy.&lt;br /&gt;Died severely of poisoning. Bled, suffered, and cried to death. Vomitted and passed out blood. Collasped when she couldn't take it anymore. I swear, the blood puddle..&lt;br /&gt;Died a few hours after Beethoven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bach gave birth to a litter of puppies, 2 white + brown, and another 6 pure brown.&lt;br /&gt;They all died one by one, 3 before Bach died because they were runts, another 4 after she died from starvation. We fed them through the syringe with milk, but they couldn't take it in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only left is the one below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/STFGd8GroHI/AAAAAAAAAnk/-WhRHyAHsw8/s1600-h/IMG00072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/STFGd8GroHI/AAAAAAAAAnk/-WhRHyAHsw8/s400/IMG00072.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274074118791864434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sebastian Bhen Jerome.&lt;/b&gt; =D&lt;br /&gt;yeah, He's sleeping with me while I'm typing this. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sure hope he survives.. the other two just only died this morning.. T________T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Holly&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 years old, given to us by Ling Xing Xin together with Cross, (Cross died a long time ago from poisoning) gave birth twice, first litter 7 puppies, second litter 8 puppies, 1 died&lt;br /&gt;before we spayed her on the day of Brownie's death.&lt;br /&gt;She's still here with me, I say on par with the best dog I ever had, Chippy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Blackie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 year (?) Used to be the fiercest of the litter, still is fierce, but only if you irritate him.&lt;br /&gt;If you ask him to come to you, he's a chicken, but he reminds me so much of Boris and Bach, especially Bach. They were damn close.&lt;br /&gt;He suffered from poisoning too, same time as Beethoven and Bach, but he survived. Thank God.&lt;br /&gt;He's still here, running with Holly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chippy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Died 18 October, 2005. Born, duno when.&lt;br /&gt;Best dog, pinscer. Killed 4 snakes, 2 monitor lizards, 2 rats, GREAT guard dog.&lt;br /&gt;He even bullied Boris.&lt;br /&gt;Finally died of poisoning, we cried our hearts out.&lt;br /&gt;Cremated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I really hope you will be well, Sebastian Bhen Jerome. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;aka Seb Seb&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-3237375724222717511?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/3237375724222717511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=3237375724222717511' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/3237375724222717511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/3237375724222717511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/11/pups.html' title='pups'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/STFGeP2b1dI/AAAAAAAAAn0/oJnNYzirEYk/s72-c/IMG00005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-8377297268936205862</id><published>2008-11-29T11:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T12:00:35.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss you</title><content type='html'>I EFFIN MISS HIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you hear me?&lt;br /&gt;I hope you read this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you&lt;br /&gt;I miss you&lt;br /&gt;I miss you&lt;br /&gt;I miss you&lt;br /&gt;I miss you&lt;br /&gt;I miss you&lt;br /&gt;I miss you&lt;br /&gt;I miss you&lt;br /&gt;I miss you&lt;br /&gt;I miss you&lt;br /&gt;I miss you&lt;br /&gt;I miss you&lt;br /&gt;I miss you&lt;br /&gt;I miss you&lt;br /&gt;I miss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like someone TORE out my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I tell you how much I hate the holidays?&lt;br /&gt;Even it's only been a day..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-8377297268936205862?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/8377297268936205862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=8377297268936205862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/8377297268936205862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/8377297268936205862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-miss-you.html' title='I miss you'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-6251126032778234662</id><published>2008-11-25T23:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T23:38:28.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pain.</title><content type='html'>For the first time &lt;s&gt;okay maybe not the first&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to hurt.&lt;br /&gt;I want to cry.&lt;br /&gt;I want &lt;b&gt;something.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe in cutting myself. That's just freaking stupid. I cannot take physical pain.&lt;br /&gt;Mental pain. That's something that drives you crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotional pain.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;daddy's&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;mommy's&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;Patsakon's&lt;/s&gt; the dead little girl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-6251126032778234662?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/6251126032778234662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=6251126032778234662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/6251126032778234662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/6251126032778234662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/11/pain.html' title='pain.'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-4885215505255419212</id><published>2008-11-25T22:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T22:26:10.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate music</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;THREE BIG WORDS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SSwGH3ZgyqI/AAAAAAAAAnc/6I1ZPoYOC8g/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 159px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SSwGH3ZgyqI/AAAAAAAAAnc/6I1ZPoYOC8g/s400/Untitled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272595995943815842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however much I played it last time,&lt;br /&gt;however much I loved it last time,&lt;br /&gt;however much I bonded with it last time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however much I wished my entire life encircled around it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SSwGHZYFZBI/AAAAAAAAAnU/96WQ0fiyusY/s1600-h/312147339_8116a38a1a_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SSwGHZYFZBI/AAAAAAAAAnU/96WQ0fiyusY/s400/312147339_8116a38a1a_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272595987884762130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-4885215505255419212?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/4885215505255419212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=4885215505255419212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/4885215505255419212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/4885215505255419212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-hate-music.html' title='i hate music'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SSwGH3ZgyqI/AAAAAAAAAnc/6I1ZPoYOC8g/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-1385173113772656705</id><published>2008-11-24T21:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T21:50:37.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SSqxFpj51lI/AAAAAAAAAnM/J-sW02kgLeU/s1600-h/Untitled-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 95px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SSqxFpj51lI/AAAAAAAAAnM/J-sW02kgLeU/s400/Untitled-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272221024404493906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just for a little HTML-ing =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-1385173113772656705?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/1385173113772656705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=1385173113772656705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/1385173113772656705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/1385173113772656705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-for-little-html-ing.html' title=''/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SSqxFpj51lI/AAAAAAAAAnM/J-sW02kgLeU/s72-c/Untitled-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-483709104244007540</id><published>2008-11-22T01:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T01:43:57.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love me, feed me, never leave me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Garfield.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me, Feed me, Never leave me. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's from the Garfield series xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accept me for who I am, for that person will never change.&lt;br /&gt;Leave me alone since your feeble attempts to change me, I expected, have failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;; I have a feeling I'm on the verge or swearing. xP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-483709104244007540?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/483709104244007540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=483709104244007540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/483709104244007540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/483709104244007540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/11/love-me-feed-me-never-leave-me.html' title='love me, feed me, never leave me.'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-9199631974997540500</id><published>2008-11-16T21:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:00:02.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YMCA day</title><content type='html'>Today was one of the weirdest days of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to wake up at 8am, but since I slept at 4am yesterday due to studying of economics and playing baby games (Seriously, I was rearranging &lt;b&gt;ALPHABETS&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;NUMBERS&lt;/b&gt;. blahh what has gotten into me?) I woke up 20 minutes late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached ymca at 8:50pm, and only to find that I wasn't "allowed to help"&lt;br /&gt;WHO DOESN'T ALLOW HELP?&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;so anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to sell stuff instead xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;I was selling magazines by ymca for ymca, RM 5 each, with Maro. We walked all around, and it was funny, I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;I MANAGED TO SELL TWO =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny thing is, even with the two I sold, I sold them to a Malay and Chinese uncle.&lt;br /&gt;I did not speak English. blahh. Some school I'm in xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pat was helping out with the colouring inside xD&lt;br /&gt;Did I say colouring? YEAH. COLOURING. XDD&lt;br /&gt;He gave out papers with patterns and COLOURED WITH THE CHILDREN XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With me, Maro, Tim, Didi, Palm, David, Pinky, DaSom, Wing Yan, Jason Ling, and I think I've forgotten someone. I think I'll edit later when I remember. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate Curry and Rice and some kind of meat ball that tastes like fish. And then we were free to go =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all got certs during prize giving, except me of course. xD&lt;br /&gt;I was sitting there like a total dummy, clapping. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was allowed to go in the bus with them XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------supposed story----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to McDonalds where the teacher belanja us and had baskin robbins later. My friend who is going to Tian's house later to play sends me home =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-9199631974997540500?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/9199631974997540500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=9199631974997540500' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/9199631974997540500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/9199631974997540500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/11/ymca-day.html' title='YMCA day'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-2302502862333106051</id><published>2008-11-15T13:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T13:50:46.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just give up.</title><content type='html'>I just give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let go....&lt;br /&gt;of guilt, it's okay to make the same mistakes again.&lt;br /&gt;Let go....&lt;br /&gt;of obsessions; they seldom turn out the way you planned.&lt;br /&gt;Let go.....&lt;br /&gt;of hate, it's a waste of love.&lt;br /&gt;Let go.....&lt;br /&gt;of blaming others; you are responsible for your own destiny.&lt;br /&gt;Let go....&lt;br /&gt;of fantasies; so reality can come true.&lt;br /&gt;Let go.....&lt;br /&gt;of self-pity; someone else may need you&lt;br /&gt;Let go.....&lt;br /&gt;of wanting; cherish what you have.&lt;br /&gt;Let go.....&lt;br /&gt;of fear; it's a waste of faith&lt;br /&gt;Let go......&lt;br /&gt;of despair; change comes from acceptance and forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;Let go.....&lt;br /&gt;of the past; the future is here-right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;-KATHLEEN O'BRIEN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-2302502862333106051?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/2302502862333106051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=2302502862333106051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/2302502862333106051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/2302502862333106051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-just-give-up.html' title='I just give up.'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-8497822263900742276</id><published>2008-11-14T17:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T18:05:20.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>book review- carrie</title><content type='html'>Yes. A total of 9 days of no blogging xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to MPH just now to buy a few books that Mr Raj recommended.&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, none of them were there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did buy five =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought Carrie, Pet Sematary, and Misery by STEPHEN KING.&lt;br /&gt;I think this is probably the &lt;b&gt;FIRST TIME EVER&lt;/b&gt; I am reading horror stories.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. blahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I also bought Sense and Sensibility and Emma by Jane Austen. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;it was cheap, paperback, and nice looking =D&lt;br /&gt;and it's &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;NOT&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt; the abridged version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I am currently reading:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SR1LwEf45uI/AAAAAAAAAmk/4hNYdyejIGY/s1600-h/p_mini3537.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 151px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SR1LwEf45uI/AAAAAAAAAmk/4hNYdyejIGY/s400/p_mini3537.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268450428306646754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Carrie&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;i&gt;Stephen King&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only at Chapter 2. Mom didn't let me read because she wants me to study Econs. blahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never get to read T_______T&lt;br /&gt;Luckily I have English literature class, Far From the Madding Crowd =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I find Stephen King's books nice&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to get this one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SR1LwJqaFLI/AAAAAAAAAms/icIJtgrRPws/s1600-h/hodder_kingsite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 391px; height: 245px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SR1LwJqaFLI/AAAAAAAAAms/icIJtgrRPws/s400/hodder_kingsite.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268450429692941490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw it at the bookstore just now, but it didn't come in the set I bought.&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andandand&lt;br /&gt;I might not be doing Wuthering Heights for the extra credit thing.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'll be able to finish it in time.&lt;br /&gt;I have a feeling I'll be doing Lord of the Flies, like everyone else,&lt;br /&gt;but only because I read it before xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or Jane Eyre, because I've read that before too! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-8497822263900742276?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/8497822263900742276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=8497822263900742276' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/8497822263900742276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/8497822263900742276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/11/book-review-carrie.html' title='book review- carrie'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SR1LwEf45uI/AAAAAAAAAmk/4hNYdyejIGY/s72-c/p_mini3537.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-8452706819669054664</id><published>2008-11-05T21:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T21:28:14.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>phonecalls.</title><content type='html'>Post 66&lt;br /&gt;where does the line Route 66 sound familiar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it was from the show cars. lol xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm, I'm posting to tell you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I AM NOT ALLOWED ON THE PHONE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I repeat, I am not allowed on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;If I pick up and answer, not more than 2 minutes, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's why I'm online most of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you wana call, erm,&lt;br /&gt;well,&lt;br /&gt;better if you don't la..&lt;br /&gt;cuz my family will give all these pathetic excuses.&lt;br /&gt;blahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. msg me (online la. i tada phone xP) if anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-8452706819669054664?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/8452706819669054664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=8452706819669054664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/8452706819669054664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/8452706819669054664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/11/phonecalls.html' title='phonecalls.'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-1476425573366759064</id><published>2008-11-03T16:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T16:55:03.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MPH love</title><content type='html'>I have seriously gone back to loving MPH!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I've been brawling with my mom, and complaining&lt;br /&gt;but now, yeah, MPH has gone back to my favourite list of bookstores (of which i only know 4 XP)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;their prompt reply:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);font-family:Verdana;" &gt;Dear Evelyn,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);font-family:Verdana;" &gt;Thank you for your e-mail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);font-family:Verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Order ID: 131606 has been  cancelled because payment was not received. In this case, kindly be rest assured  that your credit card will not be charged for this order. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);font-family:Verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, as for the books ordered, one of  them is &lt;strong&gt;out-of-print &lt;/strong&gt;(no longer in publication) and therefore,  we are unable to fulfill order for the book "Return Of The Native (Ppc) (ISBN:  0140620559)". Our supplier has recommended the book "The Return of the Native  (ISBN: &lt;strong&gt;0553212699&lt;/strong&gt;)" [same content by the same author, but  published by different publisher] which is priced at &lt;strong&gt;RM21.90&lt;/strong&gt;.  The stocks are expected to reach us within &lt;u&gt;4 to 6 weeks&lt;/u&gt; time (upon  receiving your order confirmation) due to overseas shipment. If you are  interested in purchasing the recommended book, we would advice you to place  separate order for this book. If you were to combine your order for the  remaining titles, it will delay the delivery of your books as the shipping  charges are based on per transaction per shipment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);font-family:Verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the remaining titles: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;PS, I Love You (Movie Tie-in) (UK Edition) (ISBN: 0007184158)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tess Of The D'Urbervilles (ISBN: 0140620206)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jude The Obscure (Ppc) (ISBN: 0140620605)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Crime and Punishment (Penguin Popular Classics) (ISBN: 0140621806)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Can You Keep a Secret? (ISBN: 0440241901)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Remember Me (ISBN: 0440296919)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Undomestic Goddess (ISBN: 0552153141)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);font-family:Verdana;" &gt;if you are still interested in purchasing  them, kindly proceed to re-submit a fresh new online order with us.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);font-family:Verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please feel free to revert to us if you  have any enquiries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);font-family:Verdana;" &gt;Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);font-family:Verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards,&lt;br /&gt;Hema&lt;br /&gt;MPHONLINE.COM&lt;br /&gt;MPH  BOOKSTORES SDN BHD&lt;br /&gt;Phone: 03-7954 8353&lt;br /&gt;Fax: 03-7960 2278&lt;br /&gt;Webstore: &lt;a href="http://www.mphonline.com/" target="_blank"&gt;www.mphonline.com&lt;/a&gt; - Where The  Bookstore Comes To You -&lt;br /&gt;Email: &lt;a href="mailto:contact@mph.com.my"&gt;contact@mph.com.my&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;blockquote style="border-left: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 255); padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 5px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 0px;"&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 10pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;----- Original Message ----- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss HEMA? ex-teacher of our school? remember her? haha&lt;br /&gt;most unlikely though XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you MPH!&lt;br /&gt;do give me a discount for promoting your blog?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I wish hostel students can use laptop and internet more XPP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gawd, what is wrong with my msn??&lt;br /&gt;now gotta re-order everything again (though it's no trouble if i didn't have so much homework XP)&lt;br /&gt;and well, all the books just changed again XP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-1476425573366759064?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/1476425573366759064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=1476425573366759064' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/1476425573366759064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/1476425573366759064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/11/mph-love.html' title='MPH love'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-6309180028993468092</id><published>2008-11-02T20:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T21:03:23.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WORK</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SQ2hKSPFDuI/AAAAAAAAAmc/kjOUE8vzCWQ/s1600-h/comment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 232px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SQ2hKSPFDuI/AAAAAAAAAmc/kjOUE8vzCWQ/s400/comment.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264040737531825890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. just click and view XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from &lt;a href="http://myk-s.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;mav&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'s blog on &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://myk-s.blogspot.com/2008/11/heritage-day.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and read this (below) please&lt;br /&gt;I swear, it's not your typical not-so-funny-but-still-doubtful chain emails about stupid viruses and stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just read it XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;URGENT WARNING!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="title"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;         &lt;div id="content"&gt; &lt;p&gt;A dangerous virus is being passed electronically, orally, and by hand, and has been for many years. Recent advances in science have finally lead to its identification:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This virus is called &lt;em&gt;Wicked Overarching Recreational Killer&lt;/em&gt; (WORK).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If you receive WORK from any of your colleagues, your boss or anyone else by any means &lt;strong&gt;DO NOT TOUCH OR COME NEAR IT&lt;/strong&gt;. This virus will wipe out your private life completely.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Should you come into contact with WORK, immediately take your friends to the nearest bar and consume any of the proven antidotes:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Worm Incubating Neutralisation Elixier&lt;/em&gt; (WINE)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Besieged Employee Entertainment Revitaliser&lt;/em&gt; (BEER)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;In addition, any form of large-scale &lt;em&gt;Bothersome Oppressive, Or Zealous Employer&lt;/em&gt; (BOOZE) elimination is known to work as well.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If possible, combine the above for increased rate of success. Also, take the antidotes repeatedly until WORK has been completely eliminated from your system.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This message brought to you by the Ministry of Health, your local barman, and the joy of mass emails.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-6309180028993468092?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/6309180028993468092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=6309180028993468092' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/6309180028993468092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/6309180028993468092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/11/work.html' title='WORK'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SQ2hKSPFDuI/AAAAAAAAAmc/kjOUE8vzCWQ/s72-c/comment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-8748425696488168586</id><published>2008-10-31T22:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T23:02:24.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mph</title><content type='html'>STUPID MPH&lt;br /&gt;I thought MPH was one of the best bookstores in the world&lt;br /&gt;now I think Popular might be wayyyy better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now I tried to order books online and well&lt;br /&gt;Mr Raj was talking about complaint letters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll show you mine, you'll get the gist of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Good evening,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I came to complain about a wrong order placed over the internet.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Insert: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;(APPLICABLE FOR ONLINE  PURCHASES ONLY)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;We will accept returns from customers  for purchases sent back and received by us within 7 days of receipt of the  shipment on the following conditions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Incorrect or defective item(s) delivered; and &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;The items returned to us is in its original condition.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;We will extend a full refund for the  price of any item that fulfills the above requirements. We regret that shipping  cost for your purchase will only be refunded if the return had been due to an  oversight on our part. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;As stated above, I should be able to get a refund, or at least, a cancel  of the order.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;When I placed my order, I re-checked all my books.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I do not like ordering books online, but as there was a 30% discount for two  of the books in my cart for the October Specials, (PS, I Love You by Ahern,  Cecelia) and (Remember Me by Kinsella, Sophie), thus I decided to buy 9 books  online.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;However, after entering my credit card number and re-checking my order, I was  then asked to confirm my order, where I found there was an extra copy of Can You  Keep A Secret by Kinsella, Sophie placed.&lt;br /&gt;Thus, I did not press the confirm order button, and instead, went straight to  View my Cart.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;However, there were not any books in my cart, and to my surprise, the order  was placed without my prior confirming and permission.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The Order ID is &lt;a href="http://www.mph.com.my/account/orderdetail.cfm?oid=131606&amp;amp;pay=AUTHORIZE"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;P131606&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, with RM34.90 extra.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I did not place an order because I did not press the CONFIRM ORDER button  when they asked me to re-check my order, and in which I did re-check of course;  and I certainly did not request for 2 of the same books.&lt;br /&gt;If anything, there must have been a glitch with your website. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The books will only be arriving on 19 December 2008 (as stated on the Order  Status) so there is ample time for you to take this matter into your hands. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I would still like to buy these few books. If possible, I would be utterly  grateful if you could just cancel ONE COPY of Can You keep a Secret? by Kinsella, Sophie. The ISBN number is 0440241901. If that is not possible, please cancel the entire order.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Insert:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;How do I know that my order has  been successfully placed?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An e-mail will be sent to you to confirm your  order. Also, a transaction number will be given to you, which you can use to  check your order status.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Can I cancel an order after I  have confirmed it? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, you can't. However, exceptional cases will be  dealt with on a case-to-case basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I wish to make myself very clear, thus I shall repeat myself. An email was  not sent to confirm my order, because firstly, I never placed an order. I never  received an email, and neither was a transaction number given to me. Secondly, I  feel I should have the right to cancel my order because I never confirmed my  order in the first place. I repeat myself, I NEVER CONFIRMED MY ORDER. When I  found the total amount did not match the initial amount, I immediately left the  page without clicking anything. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Until now, the payment is still pending and there is no transaction ID  yet, thus no money has been transferred yet. If cancelling the order is not  possible, I wish to return the book (and I promise, untouched and brand-new)  when I have received it in December (as stated) with a refund. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I understand all the terms and conditions of MPH.com.my and thus, my case  does not fall under any of them because I DID NOT ORDER 2 OF THE SAME BOOKS and  I DID NOT MY CONFIRM MY ORDER. The order was placed without my confirming, and I  request that you do something about it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Thank you very much.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;Yours Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Evelyn Chua.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, my mom's seriously screwing me up for "ordering" two of the same books.&lt;br /&gt;I SWEAR, I checked the damn thing before entering credit card number&lt;br /&gt;and I SWEAR, I never pressed the confirm order&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SWEAR, I SWEAR, or or or or I'll lose my favourite comb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously la T__________T&lt;br /&gt;blehh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite comb is special, that's why i dare to put it on the bet.&lt;br /&gt;BEHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid MPH.&lt;br /&gt;I tried calling them nobody pick up&lt;br /&gt;My mom is well, let's say she doesn't like wasting money.. called a friend who works at the credit card bank.. they said the bank can't do anything.. we'd have to call MPH&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, waiting for MPH to reply. XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW IS HERITAGE DAY&lt;br /&gt;I'M HAPPY BECAUSE I GET TO WEAR PROPER CLOTHES TO BE WITH MY HUBBY =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I'm talking about a shirt and jeans, please, no dirty thoughts. =.=''&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-8748425696488168586?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/8748425696488168586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=8748425696488168586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/8748425696488168586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/8748425696488168586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/10/mph.html' title='mph'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-8583646045742447841</id><published>2008-10-31T15:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T16:09:01.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://disney-myspace.com/" title="Disney Myspace Graphics"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 280px; height: 247px;" src="http://disney-myspace.com/halloween/gif/Piglets-Pumpkin.gif" alt="Disney Myspace Graphics" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Halloween everyone!&lt;br /&gt;PING. I wish somebody would celebrate Halloween,&lt;br /&gt;give us all a reason to go out..&lt;br /&gt;especially me.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know.. it's so disappointing that our school, as an INTERNATIONAL school, doesn't celebrate halloween.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps they merged it with Heritage day or something&lt;br /&gt;*cough*notpossible*cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, as Malaysians, yeah, stuff like this is kinda expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the google symbol for halloween for&lt;br /&gt;Google UK&lt;br /&gt;Google China (yes China!)&lt;br /&gt;Google India (YES!)&lt;br /&gt;Google Thailand (OMG. EVEN THAILAND)&lt;br /&gt;and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SQq7uQW_XKI/AAAAAAAAAmU/SOS3sZmcFaM/s1600-h/halloween08.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 111px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SQq7uQW_XKI/AAAAAAAAAmU/SOS3sZmcFaM/s400/halloween08.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263225517875616930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as compared to&lt;br /&gt;Google Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;Google Indonesia&lt;br /&gt;Google France (EVEN FRANCE WEI)&lt;br /&gt;and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Evelyn/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SQq7t-1MMUI/AAAAAAAAAmM/DuJVEkE8frA/s1600-h/google.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 100px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SQq7t-1MMUI/AAAAAAAAAmM/DuJVEkE8frA/s400/google.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263225513170448706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they're &lt;b&gt;disappointed&lt;/b&gt; that we have no name as an INTERNATIONAL PRIVATE SCHOOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, if something happened long time ago, CORRECT THAT MISTAKE LA&lt;br /&gt;instead they stop everything.&lt;br /&gt;later on another mistake gona crop up i tell you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-8583646045742447841?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/8583646045742447841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=8583646045742447841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/8583646045742447841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/8583646045742447841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-halloween.html' title='happy halloween!'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SQq7uQW_XKI/AAAAAAAAAmU/SOS3sZmcFaM/s72-c/halloween08.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-8596035561502595719</id><published>2008-10-29T23:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T23:42:20.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pateve</title><content type='html'>got called to the principal's office today.&lt;br /&gt;blehh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what's unfair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's only the international stream. (SHE PUT IT THAT WAY, not me)&lt;br /&gt;it's only the senior school (obviously, cuz juniors too dumb)&lt;br /&gt;it's only OUR class. (wth. our class rocks socks kay)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they're gona call my parents.&lt;br /&gt;they didn't call today&lt;br /&gt;let's see what happens tomorrow.. or even Friday..&lt;br /&gt;hopefully nothing la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blehh. and you what's stupid too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The so called juniors who "identified me", I think, were from LAST YEAR. last day of school. (i think)&lt;br /&gt;I mean, walking together is wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past few weeks me and Pat have been sitting at the Year9, Year10S classroom benches, eating, talking, sometimes even econs homework XP&lt;br /&gt;If anything why take action NOW when there's nothing wrong being done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blehh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best of luck to all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck XP&lt;br /&gt;don't be surprised if you see nuclear weapons coming in tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and and and&lt;br /&gt;just now when coming back from dinner i saw a shooting star =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least, i think it was.&lt;br /&gt;It could have been a firework..&lt;br /&gt;but fireworks don't go DOWN right?&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;no matter star or no star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it won't help me niwayz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I might be putting blog on private mode for a little while.. sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Just for safety precautions.&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry. This is all radioactive-less.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-8596035561502595719?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/8596035561502595719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=8596035561502595719' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/8596035561502595719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/8596035561502595719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/10/pateve.html' title='pateve'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-7110424684950836930</id><published>2008-10-28T17:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:35:43.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21</title><content type='html'>BLEHH.&lt;br /&gt;sorry for the 1 week 2 days of no blogging XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually every 1 or 2 days also got post&lt;br /&gt;but lately I've been telling myself&lt;br /&gt;EVELYN YOU BLOG TOO MUCH&lt;br /&gt;EVELYN YOU BLOG TOO MUCH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and well, there's nothing to blog about also XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched 21 yesterday. The casino movie.&lt;br /&gt;great plot =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVELOVELOVE THE PROFESSOR'S EXPRESSION AT THE END&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=OOO&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pity the guy a bit la.&lt;br /&gt;The movie's good when you actually get annoyed at a character&lt;br /&gt;not annoyed at how freaking stupid the movie is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. good movie =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gona watch Picture This by Ashley Tisdale. (huizen recommend)&lt;br /&gt;I love you, YouTube =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OH OH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bryan + Pat = ftw WIN.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryan Janier, kay. not the Bryan Liew or Bryan Chan or Bryan Au Yong pleaseee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch High School Musical 3 because everyone's watching it!&lt;br /&gt;and I wanna read loads of other books&lt;br /&gt;If only I had the friggin TIME. blehh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-7110424684950836930?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/7110424684950836930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=7110424684950836930' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/7110424684950836930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/7110424684950836930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/10/21.html' title='21'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-6022071107922019926</id><published>2008-10-19T01:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T01:24:34.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A walk to remember.</title><content type='html'>Saturday was stupid. blehh.&lt;br /&gt;Everybody, yes everybody even Pat, well, let's just say we never got along T___T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amiera, OMG, I miss you. Chatting with you today, we caught up on so much =D&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I was so busy that I couldn't answer your calls, or I replied late on msn&lt;br /&gt;I promise, I will from now on, only phone calls could be a problem, because well, mom not so keen on chatting on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blehh, Anyway I watched A Walk To Remember today (just re-read the book yesterday night)&lt;br /&gt;Well Friday night then, it's 1:20am and officially sunday XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't Jamie Sullivan supposed to live?!! In the movie she didn't! I was expecting Landon to say the all famous line,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "I now believe, by the way, miracles can happen."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blehh, nice story nice book =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am seirously getting more books.&lt;br /&gt;As soon as I finish Far From The Madding Crowd and Wuthering Heights.&lt;br /&gt;Blehh.&lt;br /&gt;Homework. Gahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Pat's present, well, let's just say I love Tiffany and Sean and Kath and Abbe sooooo much =D&lt;br /&gt;oh, and my mom too!&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not, she contributed a big part of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my mom.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. I'm like super close to her nowadays =D&lt;br /&gt;haha. and no complaints about the no going out thing. I mean, I &lt;b&gt;DO&lt;/b&gt; get to go out at LEAST right XP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-6022071107922019926?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/6022071107922019926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=6022071107922019926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/6022071107922019926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/6022071107922019926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/10/walk-to-remember.html' title='A walk to remember.'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-3845213055564312967</id><published>2008-10-17T17:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T17:38:44.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures of him.</title><content type='html'>Does ANYONE have pictures of Pat?&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a super emergency&lt;br /&gt;Any pictures will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preferably from prom (2007 or 2008 whichever also can)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pleasee, for his birthday =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am wondering if i should print myself or bring to shop to print...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-3845213055564312967?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/3845213055564312967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=3845213055564312967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/3845213055564312967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/3845213055564312967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/10/pictures-of-him.html' title='Pictures of him.'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-53765836047546957</id><published>2008-10-16T17:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T18:01:49.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seaweed</title><content type='html'>OH MY GOSH.&lt;br /&gt;I love Thailand seaweed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, the one that comes in the thin thin strip that I originally ate&lt;br /&gt;erm the one that has 5 pieces stuck together&lt;br /&gt;blehh, that one is actually okay okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but this one, is like, SUPER SUPER YUMMY.&lt;br /&gt;It's like chicken, with like, i duno&lt;br /&gt;but it's really relaly nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pat gave me four packets (each packet 4 pieces)&lt;br /&gt;I ate two packets already..&lt;br /&gt;blehh. I want to eat the rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but must save for next time&lt;br /&gt;or at least when pat comes back&lt;br /&gt;so that can at least share with him laa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SPcNP4saLGI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/Fpqx6NNencM/s1600-h/IMG00001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SPcNP4saLGI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/Fpqx6NNencM/s400/IMG00001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257685656546192482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. that is how it looks like. The food super super yummy, the packet SUPER SUPER SUPER CUTE.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;seriously the guy is damn damn cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder, yeah!&lt;br /&gt;We can advertise this seaweed =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now to think of plot.. XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;someone PLEASEEEE tell me where I can get THIS exact brand of seaweed in Malaysia? Smuggled or not smuggled, I'm addicted to it!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-53765836047546957?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/53765836047546957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=53765836047546957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/53765836047546957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/53765836047546957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/10/seaweed.html' title='Seaweed'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SPcNP4saLGI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/Fpqx6NNencM/s72-c/IMG00001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-1951237618617379915</id><published>2008-10-16T00:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T00:42:43.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh diu.</title><content type='html'>OH DIU.&lt;br /&gt;I think I spoilt Pat's phone T_______T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pat had these very very nice photos&lt;br /&gt;that I needed (tell you all next week)&lt;br /&gt;and then I was asking Kelvin and Hui Zen on msn (same convo)&lt;br /&gt;whether either of them had USB to transfer photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Kelvin (or Hui Zen, forgot which one) suggested to take out the memory card&lt;br /&gt;and see if my laptop got built in card reader.&lt;br /&gt;I took it out, and in vain, NO CARD READER.&lt;br /&gt;fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I tried to put it back.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't! However hard i pressed or gently I slot, or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Then finally i think 20 friggin minutes later&lt;br /&gt;I found I had to slide it into the cap before i could close it.&lt;br /&gt;BAHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think in the process of putting back the memory card&lt;br /&gt;I might have scratched it or smth&lt;br /&gt;anyway, when I was trying to cap it, the phone dropped on the floor&lt;br /&gt;and the battery fell out.&lt;br /&gt;I almost screamed. OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put everything back in order, and onned it.&lt;br /&gt;And when i onned it, NOTHING WOULD MOVE.&lt;br /&gt;like wtf?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've onned it for like 5 times edi.&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;5 times. I counted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and neither would MOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleh..&lt;br /&gt;I don't care LOOI KIAN SENG. If it really &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt; spoilt, I &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;will&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt; buy him a new phone.&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care anymore.&lt;br /&gt;omg. I shouldn't have taken it out in the first place laa.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE MYSELF. BLEHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bahh. stupid stupid day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-1951237618617379915?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/1951237618617379915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=1951237618617379915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/1951237618617379915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/1951237618617379915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-diu.html' title='oh diu.'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-7705145187667621771</id><published>2008-10-13T23:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T23:46:54.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>worst day ever.</title><content type='html'>This could possibly the worst day of my existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it is already the worst term.&lt;br /&gt;It is already the worst month.&lt;br /&gt;It is already the worst week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is it up for grabs as the worst day of my entire life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. HE DIED. T_______T  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have seen someone, or heck something, HANGING. like. HUNG to death, and just strapped there in the middle of the night when you're out to feed the dogs, trust me, it would be on your top worst nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. One of my best friends actually decided to blurt out something that I specifically told him I would slaughter him if he did.&lt;br /&gt;AND HE ACTUALLY DID.&lt;br /&gt;I SWEAR, I was so pissed that day I did mean it when I said I would kill.&lt;br /&gt;I think right now I'm up to it as well. STUPID IDIOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Pat didn't call.. It's not that like, I'm selfish and expect him to call. Nono, I'll wait for him for years if I have to.&lt;br /&gt;Pat didn't call and I'm not angry. No. I'm not sad either.&lt;br /&gt;I'm freaking hell worried in case something happened.. cuz usually he'll call me or smth&lt;br /&gt;and I hate myself for not buying a phone.&lt;br /&gt;But then, it's useless cuz then I'm afraid I'll disturb Pat during something important..&lt;br /&gt;HECK. I just hate hate hate life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span class="th3"&gt;มีมูลค่าสูง&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;พ่อ, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;โปรด&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;หายป่วย&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;เดี๋ยว.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;ตัว&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;ครอบครัว.. (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;ซึ่ง&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;ฉัน&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;หวัง&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;รวมถึง&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;ฉัน..) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;กระวนกระวายใจ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Pat.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;ฉันรักคุณมากเลย.. call me soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My worst day ever.&lt;br /&gt;I am NOT NOT NOT an angel of death. DON'T YOU EFFIN EVER CALL ME THAT.&lt;br /&gt;One step away from swearing. blehh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-7705145187667621771?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/7705145187667621771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=7705145187667621771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/7705145187667621771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/7705145187667621771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/10/worst-day-ever.html' title='worst day ever.'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-1577839505809441222</id><published>2008-10-12T00:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T00:33:45.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>convo</title><content type='html'>Evel    y   n         Nuttisa     ตกหลุมรัก    Pat     says:&lt;br /&gt;you scared of my mom?&lt;br /&gt;  Evel    y   n         Nuttisa     ตกหลุมรัก    Pat     says:&lt;br /&gt;pat is XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$3@|\| says:&lt;br /&gt;no la im not scared&lt;br /&gt;$3@|\| says:&lt;br /&gt;but that day ah .. like i was looking at ur car and pointing at it while talking to tian suddenly ur mum get out of the car and walk towrds me wei .. i run la&lt;br /&gt;$3@|\| says:&lt;br /&gt;i thought coming to kill me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Evel    y   n         Nuttisa     ตกหลุมรัก    Pat     says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;  Evel    y   n         Nuttisa     ตกหลุมรัก    Pat     says:&lt;br /&gt;very funny XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$3@|\| says:&lt;br /&gt;but actually looking 4 u onli&lt;br /&gt;$3@|\| says:&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Evel    y   n         Nuttisa     ตกหลุมรัก    Pat     says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;  Evel    y   n         Nuttisa     ตกหลุมรัก    Pat     says:&lt;br /&gt;XP&lt;br /&gt;  Evel    y   n         Nuttisa     ตกหลุมรัก    Pat     says:&lt;br /&gt;lolllllllll&lt;br /&gt;  Evel    y   n         Nuttisa     ตกหลุมรัก    Pat     says:&lt;br /&gt;seriously?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$3@|\| says:&lt;br /&gt;yeh&lt;br /&gt;$3@|\| says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehee. my mom.&lt;br /&gt;the US navy will surrender their nuclear weapons to her XP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-1577839505809441222?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/1577839505809441222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=1577839505809441222' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/1577839505809441222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/1577839505809441222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/10/convo.html' title='convo'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-5348105411966802283</id><published>2008-10-10T20:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T22:55:23.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>song</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YEAH,&lt;br /&gt;Kelvin, you're right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am kinda too selfish..&lt;br /&gt;pat, take your time.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This Love"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, I,&lt;br /&gt;I can see it in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Taste it in our first kiss&lt;br /&gt;Stranger in this lonely town (this lonely town)&lt;br /&gt;Save me from my emptiness (save me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You took my hand&lt;br /&gt;You told me it would be ok&lt;br /&gt;I trusted you to hold my heart&lt;br /&gt;Now fate is pulling me away, from you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if I leave you now&lt;br /&gt;And it breaks my heart&lt;br /&gt;Even if I'm not around&lt;br /&gt;I won't give in&lt;br /&gt;I can't give up&lt;br /&gt;On this love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've become a piece of me&lt;br /&gt;Makes me sick to even think&lt;br /&gt;Of mornings waking up alone&lt;br /&gt;Searching for you in my sheets&lt;br /&gt;Don't fade, away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if I leave you now&lt;br /&gt;And it breaks my heart&lt;br /&gt;Even if I'm not around&lt;br /&gt;I won't give in (won't give in)&lt;br /&gt;I can't give up (can't give up)&lt;br /&gt;On this love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't just close the door&lt;br /&gt;(on this love)&lt;br /&gt;I never felt anything like this before&lt;br /&gt;(like this love)&lt;br /&gt;Tell me the truth no matter what we're going through&lt;br /&gt;Will you hold on too 'cause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if I leave you now&lt;br /&gt;And it breaks my heart&lt;br /&gt;Even if I'm not around&lt;br /&gt;I won't give in&lt;br /&gt;I can't give up&lt;br /&gt;On this love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if I leave you now (leave you now)&lt;br /&gt;And it breaks my heart&lt;br /&gt;Even if I'm not around (not around)&lt;br /&gt;I won't give in (won't give in)&lt;br /&gt;I can't give up (can't give up)&lt;br /&gt;I won't give in (won't give in)&lt;br /&gt;I can't give up (can't give up)&lt;br /&gt;On this love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-5348105411966802283?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-1342362437328679148</id><published>2008-10-10T18:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T20:49:30.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This post for pat</title><content type='html'>Pat, I miss you T______T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to ask you when you are coming back&lt;br /&gt;because that would be just selfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you all the best for your father,&lt;br /&gt;please, stay with him as long as you can.. even if it's 1 month&lt;br /&gt;or 6 months&lt;br /&gt;or 1 year.. I'll be here..&lt;br /&gt;even if 2 years, heck I'll come find you after year 11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I know you read this blog so don't give excuses XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have your jacket with me, I'll sleep with it okay?&lt;br /&gt;Your phone.. I'm sorry when you tried to call me from Penang at 4:30pm I didn't answer&lt;br /&gt;I saw the missed calls&lt;br /&gt;then at 5pm I called you back.. but that time i think you go already&lt;br /&gt;then I saw at 5:30pm miss call again T______T&lt;br /&gt;Then 6pm I call you back.. you really go already la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The phone was on silent.. i didn't know..&lt;br /&gt;usually I will put general, but put on vibrate la&lt;br /&gt;so that time when ring, I didn't know ring.. T____T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, i think God really want to bully us la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father strong, but still take care of him okay?&lt;br /&gt;Tell him I love him too oki?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why God want to bully us a?&lt;br /&gt;Like this week.. make the bus late so you cannot come on Monday&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday.. Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;Thursday my stupid teeth.. I shouldn't have gone yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;Then Friday.. today.. so short..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. actually I don't write here wan la.. but you read my blog more than the email la so I thought I post here so you can read faster XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;อีวลิน &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;รัก ฮัน นา..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;ฉัน&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;ค&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;อย &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;พัด &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;กระทั่ง&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;กระทั่ง&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;หรือ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;ปี&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;หนึ่ง..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;รักษา&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;พัด&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;พ่อ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;นา..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;รักษา &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;พัด&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;แม่&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;ก็..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;อีวลิน&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;คอย&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;พัด&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;โทรทางไกล..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;และ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;อีวลิน&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;จะไม่ทำ&lt;span class="th3"&gt;ร้องให้&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;อีก..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;จะต้องทำ&lt;span class="th3"&gt;เถียร&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;กับ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;แฟนฉัน&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;และ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;พ่อ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ขอร้อง&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;กลุ้ม&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;อีวลิน..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;ขอร้อง&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;กระต่ายหมายจันทร์&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;อีวลิน &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;จะได้เชื่อ..จะต้องได้ยิ้ม..จะต้องได้รัก..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;ไม่จำเป็นต้องเทคแคร์กันเกินเหตุ เพราะเป็น&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;ดี&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;คู่ควง..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ถูก? XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;เดี๋ยวพบกันที่รัก..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;ด้วยความรักและคิดถึงค่ะ nuttisa.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit://&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.. I couldn't keep that promise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;ขอโทษ.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;ฉัน&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;กลืนน้ำลายตัวเอง&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;ฉัน&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;หมั่น&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;คิดpat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;อีวลิน &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;เก็บกด&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span class="th3"&gt;เพราะ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;ไม่ได้&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;การช่วยงาน&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;แฟน..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;สัญญา&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_EC_EC_th3"&gt;&lt;span class="th"&gt;อีวลิน pat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;ดูแลตัวเองนะ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;และ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;พ่อ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;และ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;แม่&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;และ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;พี่ชาย&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;และ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;ครอบครัว..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;เผื่อ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;วันนี้&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;วันสุดท้าย&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;ฉัน&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;เข้าหา Pat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;ฉันรักคุณเหมือนเดิม.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="th3"&gt;ตาปีตาชาติ&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll write myself a simple song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Get the whole world to sing along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll call it a love song for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And who knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm liable to take a song from the bible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And then when I'm thro'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll just sing:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Love lifted me, love lifted me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When nothing else would do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You know, love lifted me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Everybody's lookin' for a way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; To say something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Nobody said but that's hard to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; They're searchin' their mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Tryin' to find the one of a kind way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That they could say something new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I just say:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Love lifted me, love lifted me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When I was down and out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You know, love lifted me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Love 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href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-post-for-pat.html' title='This post for pat'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-517091742571195051</id><published>2008-10-08T00:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T19:14:31.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wow long</title><content type='html'>okay, this is seriously the longest story I have ever written.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Candy Wonderland English Task&lt;br /&gt;Question 3 - Point of View from a piece of candy&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Crack. Oosh, is it finally time yet? Stiff, as I was, squinted in the  darkness, embracing the small gleam that started as a white dot and soon grew to  be what i discovered, light. I used to be engulfed in the dark, only to hear  loud scraping sounds, felt things plastered to my body as I got stiffer and  stiffer, cramped and bumped and sometimes squashed. Finally, today, I got to  open my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I was a candy teddybear, and with many others, I was  finally born. Rock hard on the outside but soft and chocolatey on the inside, I  was grey with brown peppermint eyes, a chocolate chip nose, strawberry flavoured  mouth, and a soft coat of white chocolate as my t-shirt. I looked around with my  eyes and saw that I was placed in a huge transparent glass jar with hundreds of  other candy bears of all shapes and colours, each with a different t-shirt. I  saw that each of their t-shirts carried a personal message, like Sorry, Get Well  Soon, I miss you, Happy Valentine's, Happy Birthday or I love you. I looked down  and peered at my own. Swelling with pride, I turned to my nearest neighbour and  said dreamily, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One of a Kind."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;", my neighbour replied, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We  truly are one of a kind candy bears. We are the first of our kind in the world  to be created and exported. No one has heard wind of us yet. Apparently, they  want to release us next week on Valentine's Day in the biggest candy store in  the world, "Love is in the eyes", in Korea! Yes, we are truly unique. The best,  and yet maybe the worst at the same time. That is the speciality of being one of  a kind."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I was tongue-tied. Assessing my neighbour from head to paw,  I saw that my neighbour was a she. She was coloured a rather pinkish colour, or  was it purple? I wasn't really sure. She had cute pink eyes, like a rabbit's, a  sweet smile and her t-shirt was copper brown with a bit of gold tinge. The  message on her shirt stated, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My love, you are.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Curious, and yet,  at the same time, not wanting ruin my self-esteem, I asked politely, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What  colour are you? Pink, or purple? And what does that statement etched across your  shirt mean? It looks as if you didn't complete your sentence&lt;/span&gt;." Calmly, she  answered, "I&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;t is not I who picked this message. No, none of us picked our  message. We are designed by our creators to be bought and given as gifts to our  loved ones, or sometimes, not so loved ones. I am of the colour Zinnwaldite,  which is actually a shade of brown, not pink or purple. My t-shirt which spells,  'My love, you are', simply declares someone as their lover. My love, that's what  you are, or, My love? Yes, you are! I am proud of my statement."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes, it is a rather..&lt;/span&gt;", discontinued as I rackled my brains for a suitable  word, "..r&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ather nice sentence.&lt;/span&gt;" Wanting to continue our conversation, I asked,  "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What did you mean just now, by 'sometimes, not so loved ones?&lt;/span&gt;' " She nudged her  head towards the back. I turned and at once, it caught my eye. A candy bear, the  colour of ebony black with quite a nasty look had a blood red shirt with the  words, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I'm here to haunt." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh my, I wouldn't want to associate  with him. Nono, that would be just proposterous&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How typical to  judge a book by its cover, or in this case, a bear by it's shirt"&lt;/span&gt;, she replied,  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"That bear is actually very nice. It is such a pity he had to be painted like  that. I wouldn't be surprised if he were smashed the moment he were  opened."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Smashed? What did she mean by that? Didn't she just mention  that that bear was very friendly? Who would want to smash it? Perhaps there was  a different side to this young, innocent like Zinnwaldite. Yes, and in the  meantime, I should ask for her name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, you could just call me by  my colour, Zinnwaldite. As to your first question, it is not I who wishes to  crushes Ebony, no. It is our buyers. I mean, as candy bears you can't really  expect to live more than a month, can you? We are candy bears, made to be eaten.  It all depends on your shirt messages. Hopefully if I get sent to a loving girl  who likes to keep her gifts rather than eat them, I could last up to 6 months..&lt;/span&gt;"  Her voice faded in the distance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Eaten? In specific, part of our  bodies torn apart to satisfy the sweet tooth of a few spoilt children?! NO! This  cannot be! A candy bear as elegant as myself couldn't possibly have one sole  purpose in life - to be EATEN! I had to do something, to escape. I would bring  Zinnzal something with me. Heck, her name is extremely long, I shall have to  call her Zinn from now on.. Yes, I shall bring Zinn with me, and probably a few  other candy bears if they are brave enough to venture with me. We would escape  at night and go maybe to icecream and cookie land. I heard the house and living  there are exquisite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "Ecru! Ecru! Hello? Are you  alright?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I blinked. "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ecru? Who is Ecru?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    "You, of  course!&lt;/span&gt;", Zinn giggled. "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's your colour, Ecru, a light shade of  brown."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Another shade of brown? I had to be colour blind. I only saw  grey on me, and purplish pink on Zinn. Speaking of Zinn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Zinn! We  have to get out of here! I do not want to be eaten, and I am certain that you do  not want to be eaten as well. Let us go with our fellow candy bears away from  here!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   She giggled once more. I could never understand what she  found funny. "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It is every candy bear's pride to be chosen. If you are not  chosen, it would be a disgrace to you. A lifetime of shame, an eternity of  embarassment. Although each and every one of us would not want to be eaten, we  would all want to be chosen. In fact, I wouldn't mind being eaten on the spot if  I were the first bear to be chosen! Yes, it would be an honour to be the first  bear chosen. We always give respect to that first bear."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Zinn had to  be joking. All this nonsense about being chosen and eaten, it sounded like we  were sacrifices about to be handpicked by some golden God-idol. On the other  hand, her words did make sense. I would feel extremely important if I were the  first candy bear to be chosen. The best of the best. I looked down at my shirt.  '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One of a kind&lt;/span&gt;', that I was. Like Zinn said, we were each unique. I began to  drift and dream, imagining that a person clad in gold picked me first of all the  bears, Zinn clapping enthusiastically below me, being awarded a trophy, being  displayed in a crystal case..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One week  later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ecru! Wake up! Today is the big  opening!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I opened my eyes. Zinn was smiling from ear to ear, bears  around me buzzing excitedly. Today was Valentine's Day. The shop had red, heart  shaped balloons draped from the ceiling, and a huge banner draped across the  front reading HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY! Our glass jar was placed right in the  middle of the shop on a velvet table. We were tagged with an extremely high  price - probably the same amount of money you could buy a Extra Large sized soft  toy with. A bear of dark brown shade which, throughout the week, I came to know  as Bistre, was muttering to himself, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Today's the day! Tody's the big day! Gosh,  I hope my shirt looks alright. Yes, it is. My eyes, they are in place, my mouth,  oh, a slim line of red, my nose.. my nose.. MY NOSE!&lt;/span&gt;" Silence filled the  jar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Where is my nose?! I had it yesterday night! It is gone! My  poor nose! Who has taken it!?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    "Bistre, calm down, why would anyone  want to take your nose?"&lt;/span&gt; said Zinn quietly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"How should I know?!  Probably someone wanted to get their chance as first picked so badly! This is a  disaster. I have dreamed to be first picked my entire lifetime, although I knew  that alone was impossible. Now, I worry if I'd ever be picked at all!"&lt;/span&gt; I was  certain, if candy bears could cry, Bistre would be crying by now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Suddenly, a loud dragging sound of metal could be heard. The store owner was  finally opening up the shop! It was time! Bistre stopped muttering and lay  still. The other candy bears did one last check on themselves and stood silent  with paws crossed. I went to stay beside Zinn as close as I could and whispered,  "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Zinn, no matter what happens to both of us as we each go our separate ways, I  will always remember you. I, as a One Of A Kind Candy Bear want to declare  that My love, you are."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zinn,expressionless, glanced at me. She kept moving  and bumping into me, as if she wanted to move from her spot. I didn't let her. I  wanted to spend the most of our remainding time together. Why did she want to  move?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   When the shop opened, about 20 people filed into the shop at  the same time, crowding around our table. Lights flashing, cameras clicking,  fingers poking, we all stood silent as we awaited the first pick. After forty  minutes or so, the crowd was slowly starting to disperse. No one had bought us  because of the high price. People now stood around the shop, instead of around  us. I reckon they were also curious as to who would buy the first expensive  Candy Bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   A little girl dressed in a flare pink dress stepped  into the shop with a tall slender man in a tuxedo. She pointed to our jar and  said, "Daddy, I want one of those." Her father nodded his head. The girl looked  at all of us respectively, even looking at each of us twice, and finally, lifted  her index finger. This was it. Now it was time for first pick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  "Daddy, I want that dark brown one with the transparent nose."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her  father came towards us. We were all surprised. Bistre? The one with the flaw who  lost his nose and didn't think he even had the chance to be bought at all? He  was first pick? Even the little girl's father was surprised. "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Honey, why don't  you choose one of those nicer ones. After all, these are really quite expensive.  Look, that pink one is really pretty.&lt;/span&gt;" He pointed to Cerise, a hot pink Candy  Bear with a glittery bow and a t-shirt that wrote '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kiss Me'.&lt;/span&gt; The store lady came  and saw Bistre. She apologised and wanted to take Bistre off the display  table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No, daddy. I want that dark brown one. I want that one  because he is special. He is the only one among these Candy Bears with no nose,  and I do not think he is ugly. In fact, he looks rather cute without his nose.  It is like as if he does not need his nose, this extra sense of smell as all his  other senses are sharp enough for him already. And besides daddy, if I do not  love him, who would?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Her father's eyes filled with tears. He took  out his wallet, beckoned to the store lady, and pointed to Bistre. So that was  it. Bistre was first pick! We all cheered and clapped silently. Bistre, smiling  happily, waved goodbye from his little plastic bag as he was brought out of the  store by that little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   After Bistre was taken away, one by one,  we were finally chosen. A goth looking teenage girl came in and straightaway  bought Ebony without a second glance. Ebony was second pick. I didn't keep track  after that. I just kept aware of me, Zinn, and who was the one coming to  separate either of us. About another 20 minutes later, a rather tall and dark  young man came to look at us. He kept frowning at me and Zinn, as if something  were out of place. I didn't like it at all. There was nothing wrong with Zinn,  neither was there with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   The young man spoke in some foreign  language we did not understand. Before we knew it, I was separated from Zinn.  The store lady picked me up and put me in a box. I was then put in a plastic bag  and carried away by the man. He really did love sweets. I coud feel other boxes  of candy bumping against mine. All the time I was in the box, I kept thinking  about Zinn. I wanted to know who picked her, and what happened to her. Finally,  i was set down on the table. I could hear boxes being unwrapped. I peeked out of  my box and saw a petite, bespectacled woman squealing. I concluded that this man  was her boyfriend, and he was saving me for last as a Valentine's Day present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   The man took me out and as I was set down on the table, I nearly  wobbled and fell. Right on my right, was Zinn! ZINN, my brownish pink Candy Bear  from the shop! There was no mistaking her. This couldn't have been a better  ending. My questions answered, worries faded, everything forgotten as soon as I  saw Zinn. I was floating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    "Eve", &lt;/span&gt;the man spoke, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy Valentine's  Day! When I was shopping in the shop this afternoon, I couldn't keep my eyes off  these two Candy Bears. Before this, the light pink one was displayed on the left  of the grey one. It just didn't seem right. I bought them both, and decided to  redisplay them.&lt;/span&gt;" He grinned and his girlfriend, Eve, pointed to our  t-shirts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   With as little movement as possible, I looked at us in the  mirror in front of us. I smiled. This couldn't have been better even if we  planned it. With Zinn on my right, together, our shirts now read, 'My love, You  are   -   One of a Kind. Eve placed us on the mantelpiece next to her photos  while she and her boyfriend decided to watch a few movies together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It all worked out, didn't it?"&lt;/span&gt; Zinn finally spoke. I fluttered at the sound of  her voice. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I mean, you were so worried at the Candy store. I was surprised that  you didn't notice our shirts at first. If you remember, I was staying on your  left. I tried moving to your right but you just wouldn't let me. I finally gave  up, hoping that someone would notice the compatibility of our shirts. Finally,  this man did."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Mouth gaping, this was something about Zinn I could  never understand. The complexity of her mind contrasting the simpleness of her  features. How did a Candy Bear know this much? To this day, I never bothered to  find out. Why ruin what I love about her the most? Her mysteriousness and her  plainness. We are still standing together, never bitten by Eve or her boyfriend  Pat, whose name I found out after a year. The small glass case covering me and  Zinn, though not the big crystal one I dreamed about a long time ago, was just  enough hold us - the world we Candy Bears live in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Raj,  just a note; I did research on the colours I used above on Wikipedia. All these  colours, like Zinnwaldite, Ecru, Bistre, Ebony, and Cerise exist and are real  colours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-517091742571195051?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/517091742571195051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=517091742571195051' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/517091742571195051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/517091742571195051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/10/wow-long.html' title='wow long'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-4643775014310765829</id><published>2008-10-05T23:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T23:14:45.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Addiction</title><content type='html'>okay, blogging because I've nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;weee I'm starting my research paper =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on boring Ayer Tawar (no offence dad XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I THINK THE WORST PART ABOUT GETTING BRACES&lt;br /&gt;IS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*drumroll*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not the pain of the injections&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*drumroll continues*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not the yanking of the permanent teeth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*drumroll still continuing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not the bleeding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*drumroll inconsistent*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not the pain, not the uncomfortableness,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*drumroll fading*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;certainly not the look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*drummer quit, wrist sprained XD*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the NOT BEING ABLE TO EAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear,&lt;br /&gt;my appetite has DOUBLED UP ever since i pulled out my teeth and COULDN'T CHEW!&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to eat, and well, succeeding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, if you eat really fast, you get full.&lt;br /&gt;but if you eat slow, and spread your eating over a period of time, you NEVER SEEM TO BE FULL.&lt;br /&gt;that's me. XP always hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, since I can eat like, soft food&lt;br /&gt;so that I don't "rebleed" and open the stitches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only eat carbs! T______T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no veges, no fruits, no protein.. fat, well.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today dinner i managed some soft veges and mushrooms, and one BULK of mashed potatoes&lt;br /&gt;and CHEESE and did i mention big plate of RICE for lunch&lt;br /&gt;and snack i had BREAD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahh. people lose weight when they get braces.&lt;br /&gt;THEY ALL DO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and me?&lt;br /&gt;wow. i think I'm going to put on weight XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for school to start again.. I eat less on school days, wonder whyy XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s; PAT, ที่รักและผู้ชายของฉัน, you should start your homework soon.. =D&lt;br /&gt;i know you only have 3 homework so buck uppp XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and Kelvin, if you ever read my blog, thank you =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-4643775014310765829?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/4643775014310765829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=4643775014310765829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/4643775014310765829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/4643775014310765829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-addiction_05.html' title='Blog Addiction'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-7262662673118721404</id><published>2008-10-03T21:36:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T22:22:19.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Addiction</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.oneplusyou.com/bb/blog_rating"&gt;&lt;img style="border: medium none ;" src="http://www.oneplusyou.com/q/img/bb_badges/rated_g.jpg" alt="OnePlusYou Quizzes and Widgets" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;General? haha, shall curse more XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blehh I'm stupid XD&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.oneplusyou.com/bb/geek" style="background: transparent url(http://www.oneplusyou.com/bb/css/img/quiz/geek_badge.jpg) no-repeat scroll 0% 0%; text-decoration: none; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; display: block; width: 268px; height: 82px;"&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 125px; padding-top: 28px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;" &gt;24% Geek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-7262662673118721404?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/7262662673118721404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=7262662673118721404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/7262662673118721404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/7262662673118721404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-addiction.html' title='Blog Addiction'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-5702958714096514329</id><published>2008-10-03T21:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T21:07:29.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cry oh cry</title><content type='html'>here mom&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you read this&lt;br /&gt;and start planning for my medical bills as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://procrastinator-rulez.blogspot.com/2008/10/heartwarming-love-story-i-just-received.html"&gt;http://procrastinator-rulez.blogspot.com/2008/10/heartwarming-love-story-i-just-received.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from kian seng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blehh.&lt;br /&gt;I wish they'd all love me for who I am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-5702958714096514329?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/5702958714096514329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=5702958714096514329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/5702958714096514329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/5702958714096514329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/10/cry-oh-cry.html' title='cry oh cry'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-587809952639784500</id><published>2008-10-02T19:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T19:34:17.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>two teeth less</title><content type='html'>I just came back from Sitiawan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't that bad, I mean, the jabs were like ant bites =)&lt;br /&gt;I had two teeth pulled out XP&lt;br /&gt;it was okay, only downside was that the right side had to be stitched up because he did some "exploration"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Thursday I'll be going back down to put on my braces edi.&lt;br /&gt;Skipping school and then, if really cannot tahan,&lt;br /&gt;skip Friday also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then, maybe Friday I'll come back XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh shit. I forgot I have to play for the Sunday service?&lt;br /&gt;Wonder if I should cancel..&lt;br /&gt;bahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dentist put rubber thingies between my teeth.&lt;br /&gt;Freaking annoying =.=&lt;br /&gt;I think that's how the braces will feel..&lt;br /&gt;blehh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now have to take mua painkillers =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-587809952639784500?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/587809952639784500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=587809952639784500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/587809952639784500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/587809952639784500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/10/two-teeth-less.html' title='two teeth less'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-1598061304507107970</id><published>2008-10-01T23:41:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T01:33:25.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dentist appointment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't have the looks, I don't have the shape nor the height.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In fact, I don't even know what "qualities" I possess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If, that is, I even qualify for qualities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So, if you please, just let me be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;because I love him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow (Thursday) I'm following my dad down to Sitiawan to see the dentist&lt;br /&gt;T______T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did i mention i hate dentist appointments?&lt;br /&gt;YES I DID&lt;br /&gt;about 123456 times right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope they don't do anything DRASTIC to me tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;if anything, I want to go back to school NORMAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of school, I'll be bringing my laptop down so that i can finish my work&lt;br /&gt;and bring &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wuthering Heights&lt;/span&gt; to read for my english book report just in case cannot get internet.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to read a few books on the booklist, like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jude the Obscure&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tess of the D'urbervilles&lt;/span&gt; and choose which one was easiest&lt;br /&gt;now no time.. gahh i don't think i can do that anymore XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and yes I'm officially doing Ayer Tawar XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to topic; blehh&lt;br /&gt;I don't think they'll be putting my braces on for me tomorrow, I heard must dono do what, take out teeth, leave for a while then only put?&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I just want to get this over with.&lt;br /&gt;GAHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my teeth are &lt;b&gt;FINE&lt;/b&gt; except for one stupid front tooth&lt;br /&gt;blehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just another point to add to my above (top) notion *sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;edit;/ Pat thinks I'm pretty XP and he reads my blog.. so better not blog too much.. cuz i don't think he knows about the older posts link XP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;edit again;/ OMG when i was editing i smelt FIRE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LIKE FIRE! from my laptop!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I JUST PULLED OUT THE charging plug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and went sniffing my laptop blehh XP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-1598061304507107970?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/1598061304507107970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=1598061304507107970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/1598061304507107970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/1598061304507107970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/10/dentist-appointment.html' title='dentist appointment'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-3146926148991735020</id><published>2008-10-01T17:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T23:31:28.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh lovelove</title><content type='html'>edit; but as a different post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MY FAMILY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall longate (is that a word?) this post later =)&lt;br /&gt;doing english research paper and book report..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay I'm here to elongate the post (i found the word! XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be doing my English Research paper on Ayer Tawar, my dad's hometown&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to do it on the Loch Ness Monster at first (right, Mr. Raj?)&lt;br /&gt;but there wasn't much information&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, there was, just that not enough information to cover it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now that I think of it, Ayer Tawar's really boring.. while the Loch Ness monster at least has some spark to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows? I might just switch back XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and my MS Word doesn't work T_______T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Tiff, I hope you feel better =) ILY! XD&lt;br /&gt;but i *heart* &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pat&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; more so blehh XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, just now Pat called me *squee*&lt;br /&gt;finally, I get to talk to someone XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-3146926148991735020?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/3146926148991735020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=3146926148991735020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/3146926148991735020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/3146926148991735020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-lovelove.html' title='oh lovelove'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-6371997866354593260</id><published>2008-09-30T21:50:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T23:50:59.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>delay of wishlist</title><content type='html'>now that i think,&lt;br /&gt;getting a phone would be redundant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because it'll probably get confiscated anyway T______T&lt;br /&gt;and if I hide it, it &lt;b&gt;will&lt;/b&gt; be discovered, because my mom goes through every single belonging of mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I'll probably just get a sim card like last time&lt;br /&gt;and whenever i need to use the phone&lt;br /&gt;I'll just insert the card and HUALA =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one will know because their phone bills will go back to normal, and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG i don't care if hui zen calls me a bimbo. there's an exception&lt;br /&gt;OMG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my baby sister is what, 1 year 9 months la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------this part was cut out for my family's safety reasons---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday she was peeking at my computer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Hey, what is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-It's my friend's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she launches into her *ranting* mode again.&lt;br /&gt;little did she know the blog she saw was mine XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;edit: Kian Seng helped me enable my comments! Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;for more info http://www.blogskins.com/forum/1/80456/ &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-6371997866354593260?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/6371997866354593260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=6371997866354593260' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/6371997866354593260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/6371997866354593260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/09/delay-of-wishlist.html' title='delay of wishlist'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-7248118009028027286</id><published>2008-09-30T17:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T00:47:25.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new layout again.</title><content type='html'>I've been changing layouts so often recently I think it's making people's heads spin&lt;br /&gt;Apparently Hui Zen didn't like my previous layout (And I'm thinking neither did Pat XP)&lt;br /&gt;and I just got bored of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saved the HTML so I can switch back anytime :)&lt;br /&gt;BEWARE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogger Screenshot:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SOH5NgnxALI/AAAAAAAAAgU/RYp8L0cZFJw/s1600-h/FOR+THE+LOVE+OF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SOH5NgnxALI/AAAAAAAAAgU/RYp8L0cZFJw/s400/FOR+THE+LOVE+OF.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251752650981048498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a hard time choosing a new layout&lt;br /&gt;there were so many favourites!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I had a hard time choosing between my current out and the one below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogger Screenshot:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SOH5N_ST9BI/AAAAAAAAAgc/A5QrlHh2pfk/s1600-h/chocolateLOVE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SOH5N_ST9BI/AAAAAAAAAgc/A5QrlHh2pfk/s400/chocolateLOVE.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251752659212563474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^ click to enlarge. You won't regret clicking it. In fact, you'll probably thank me =D&lt;br /&gt;(or curse me for making you hungry XP)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me hungry just looking at it T_____T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh and now with new layout, I don't have to worry about font type or font size anymore =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-7248118009028027286?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/7248118009028027286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=7248118009028027286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/7248118009028027286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/7248118009028027286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-layout-again.html' title='new layout again.'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SOH5NgnxALI/AAAAAAAAAgU/RYp8L0cZFJw/s72-c/FOR+THE+LOVE+OF.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-6689888994707389111</id><published>2008-09-29T16:26:00.023+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T18:21:09.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life is so unfair</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;PING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Amiera's mom got the iPhone 3G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;T__________T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I really want a phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;That's it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I'm BEGGING my parents for one T_____T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;but if it's not the iPhone then i also dowan XP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;greedy evee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;but seriously la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Just now wanted to sms pat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;but my mom and grandmom went out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;and no more phone at home except house phone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;and you can't sms with house phone.. (except for all the hospitals XD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;gahh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;i had to wait like more than 2 hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;before could even say hi to him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;and i couldn't even talk to him last night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;because got guest at home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;and well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;parents..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;T______T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;He's going back to Thailand tonight midnight.. I wonder if still can call him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I hope his phone is 3G =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;who cares about phone bill.. i'll sort it out later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;GAHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;i'm lonely pat, when are you coming back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-6689888994707389111?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/6689888994707389111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=6689888994707389111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/6689888994707389111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/6689888994707389111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/09/life-is-so-unfair.html' title='life is so unfair'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-1564631248932706632</id><published>2008-09-27T17:45:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T18:21:29.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wishlist 2 + (3?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Remember my first wishlist?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The wall-E customization for my sony walkman?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I got more XD greedy evee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;not forgetting, my always wanted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SN4Lngz_V3I/AAAAAAAAAf8/Y9EJ4sGLaxg/s1600-h/iPhone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250646989011375986" style="width: 312px; height: 225px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SN4Lngz_V3I/AAAAAAAAAf8/Y9EJ4sGLaxg/s400/iPhone.jpg" border="0" width="275" height="207" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Hui Zen doesn't agree with the iPhone.. he doesn't like it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;it seems fine for me =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ever since my uncle bought it, I've been thinking, WOW. it's a seirously cool phone&lt;br /&gt;Sucha pity nobody else agrees with me XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SN4Lnjn5ZZI/AAAAAAAAAf0/ynHZXKoPLIg/s1600-h/gold_iphone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250646989765961106" style="width: 279px; height: 193px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SN4Lnjn5ZZI/AAAAAAAAAf0/ynHZXKoPLIg/s400/gold_iphone.jpg" border="0" width="364" height="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;and now that I'm greedy, that's the iPhone in the colour rose gold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;it's nicer than pink or red =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;sweet colour it is, rose gold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;But then, safer also to stick with black, just in case i don't like a different version of the original XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;and then, this new product by Apple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;the iStick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;iPhone + Lipstick XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;but there's nothing in cosmetics about this gadget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SN4LnqnuLSI/AAAAAAAAAgE/6rMhrtjCbmk/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250646991644273954" style="" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SN4LnqnuLSI/AAAAAAAAAgE/6rMhrtjCbmk/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" width="283" height="230" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;it's supposed to be four sides of touch screens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;and erm, actually i don't know how it works&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;cuz then there's the question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;HOW DO WE HOLD IT? XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-1564631248932706632?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/1564631248932706632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=1564631248932706632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/1564631248932706632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/1564631248932706632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/09/wishlist-2-3-4.html' title='wishlist 2 + (3?)'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SN4Lngz_V3I/AAAAAAAAAf8/Y9EJ4sGLaxg/s72-c/iPhone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-8196148071449988058</id><published>2008-09-27T16:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T17:28:41.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;second birthday post. SEE TIFF&lt;br /&gt;you got the first XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 40th birthday mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you don't want people knowing your age, but you don't even know I'm blogging, so nevermind&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and did I mention?&lt;br /&gt;I love you ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-8196148071449988058?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/8196148071449988058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=8196148071449988058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/8196148071449988058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/8196148071449988058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-birthday-mom.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-3544636699330406526</id><published>2008-09-25T23:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T23:07:02.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weep, where have my comments gone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I just noticed!&lt;br /&gt;There isn't a comment link there anymore!&lt;br /&gt;OH MY DEAR, WHERE HAVE MY COMMENTS GONE TO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;usually underneath a post, there'll be (number) comments, posted at (time)&lt;br /&gt;and now&lt;br /&gt;there's only the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHERE'S MY COMMENTS??&lt;br /&gt;somebody help me? XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;P.S. reminder to self: If i use Verdana at normal size, it will show okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;the rest are just small. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-3544636699330406526?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/3544636699330406526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=3544636699330406526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/3544636699330406526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/3544636699330406526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/09/weep-where-have-my-comments-gone.html' title='weep, where have my comments gone?'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-5009230569536046130</id><published>2008-09-25T22:54:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T18:17:20.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>piano songs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I am seriously making my font bigger. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I finally found out how to change my layout. like finally. after 1 year XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and it's quite simple actually hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so anyway, here's the song + name + composer i promised some random person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I put it here cuz too long and tedious for my pitiful cbox XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I sat for my last and final piano exam somewhere early this year, after checkpoint.. and guess what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I GOT A MERIT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hahaha, i know it's not as good as a distinction, but it's way better than a pass and a fail right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and besides, MERIT is actually really good! some more high merit! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;thank God, =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so anyway, Grade 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Selected PIANO exam pieces 2007-2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ABRSM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A1 - Prelude and Fugue in A flat, BWV 862 (No. 17 from Das wohltemperirte Clavier, Part 1) by J.S. Bach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;B1 - Allegro con spirito (First movement from Sonata in G minor, Op. 7 No. 3) by Clementi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;C2 - The Puppet's Dance (No.5 from Puppets, book 1) by Martinu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;PS. I don't think this will do you (yes you stranger XD) much help because well, this is the 2007-2008 syllabus, and I think if you're sitting for Grade 8 next year, yours will be different.. the 2008-2009..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now can I please know who you are? XP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-5009230569536046130?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/5009230569536046130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=5009230569536046130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/5009230569536046130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/5009230569536046130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/09/piano-songs.html' title='piano songs.'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-5173005888844779047</id><published>2008-09-25T21:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T21:50:40.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>newnewnew</title><content type='html'>Haha. new layout.&lt;br /&gt;The font here is now normal, but it looks so small..&lt;br /&gt;I think I have to make it to LARGEST XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and change it to trebuchet as well =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know&lt;br /&gt;even though yesterday i regretted posting about being angry with my mom..&lt;br /&gt;I'm seriously glad I didn't take it down. because I'm seriously pissed now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Mrs. Cheah today, my like fav teacher from Std 1 until now when she doesn't teach me =)&lt;br /&gt;She was saying like, Talk to your mom la&lt;br /&gt;she's anxious about you, worried&lt;br /&gt;and i felt really guilty&lt;br /&gt;and whole day i said when i get home I'm gona hug her and kiss her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in the car she just blasted at me&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU CAN'T GET YOUR ACCOUNTING NOTES THEN I SHALL NOT LET YOU GO FOR ENGLISH LITERATURE ANYMORE.&lt;br /&gt;and english literature is like my favourite class now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hate is sucha big word.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad I'm not the type of person to use it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-5173005888844779047?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/5173005888844779047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=5173005888844779047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/5173005888844779047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/5173005888844779047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/09/newnewnew.html' title='newnewnew'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-24260753710924077</id><published>2008-09-24T18:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T19:04:40.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY =D</title><content type='html'>This is my first birthday post on this blog =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SNodYjwJVrI/AAAAAAAAAe0/34qNBU9aTp0/s1600-h/bday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249540623404979890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SNodYjwJVrI/AAAAAAAAAe0/34qNBU9aTp0/s400/bday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TIFFANY =DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SNodYb52jMI/AAAAAAAAAes/3H9gPK7PHYU/s1600-h/IMG00001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249540621298207938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SNodYb52jMI/AAAAAAAAAes/3H9gPK7PHYU/s400/IMG00001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was from our BM project. remember our "red earth" that magically changed into a red cake?&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey tiff I couldn't go shopping&lt;br /&gt;so I'll get your monkey late a bit okay XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tiffany Chau &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mei Ling&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're my beesttt girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;and tell Curtain to back off&lt;br /&gt;cuz you're MINEEE =DDDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-24260753710924077?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/24260753710924077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=24260753710924077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/24260753710924077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/24260753710924077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-birthday-d.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY =D'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SNodYjwJVrI/AAAAAAAAAe0/34qNBU9aTp0/s72-c/bday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-2503402229092764888</id><published>2008-09-23T23:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T23:19:43.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wweaaa</title><content type='html'>I seriously feel guilty.&lt;br /&gt;It's my mom's birthday this Saturday&lt;br /&gt;and I wanna get her something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been fighting so much these few days&lt;br /&gt;T______T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want someone to love me, please?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-2503402229092764888?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/2503402229092764888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=2503402229092764888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/2503402229092764888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/2503402229092764888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/09/wweaaa.html' title='Wweaaa'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-5030835444263756106</id><published>2008-09-23T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T23:05:49.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gosh. T___T</title><content type='html'>I seriously feel guilty from posting yesterday's post.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, come on, I was angry at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND DON'T YOU DARE SAY I HATE MY MOTHER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love her =)&lt;br /&gt;yes I do I do I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think I'm going to have to do my braces somewhere during this month.&lt;br /&gt;GAWD.&lt;br /&gt;I dowanna go for surgery.&lt;br /&gt;Because of one stupid tooth. =.='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why are my teeth so ugly? T_______T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, maybe one day during the Hari Raya hols I'll go down to Sitiawan to get my teeth checked&lt;br /&gt;and well, progress a.s.a.p.&lt;br /&gt;cuz my dentist's going to Australia next month AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much for the holiday T__________T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate dentists.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I don't hate the guy, I just hate dentist appointments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESH, I'm a kiddish coward XP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-5030835444263756106?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/5030835444263756106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=5030835444263756106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/5030835444263756106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/5030835444263756106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/09/gosh-tt.html' title='gosh. T___T'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-3476170336445314291</id><published>2008-09-22T22:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T22:16:41.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FCK.</title><content type='html'>hey, guess what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when I pressed the Publish Post button on my previous post,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brother chipped his tooth. no, not chipped. LOST his perfect front tooth.&lt;br /&gt;you know where?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the wall.&lt;br /&gt;you know why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because he was running.&lt;br /&gt;and you know who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my effin creator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He printed a few flowers and classified them wrongly&lt;br /&gt;My mom asked to redo everything, and he was, well, he didn't want to...&lt;br /&gt;so he said nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;just one word. nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She took out the metal hangar.. and chased him.&lt;br /&gt;You know how effin painful the metal thing is? tell you what. One wack and there's a line there colour of brown and purple for DAYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after she wacked him&lt;br /&gt;she wanted to wack him some more&lt;br /&gt;so he turned and ran&lt;br /&gt;ran&lt;br /&gt;and ran&lt;br /&gt;and was crying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so he banged into the wall and just lay on the floor crying&lt;br /&gt;It was only later on we saw that he lost his tooth.&lt;br /&gt;His beautiful permanant front tooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, she's scolding me now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing ICT E-safety Workbook so she can't tell on me for "using the computer"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-3476170336445314291?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/3476170336445314291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=3476170336445314291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/3476170336445314291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/3476170336445314291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/09/fck.html' title='FCK.'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-6114631736345528613</id><published>2008-09-22T21:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T23:07:50.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>damn.</title><content type='html'>I am so. well, hulkish XD&lt;br /&gt;even though like, she gave birth to me.. I'm still mad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were fine at dinner.. Just because I wouldn't do my brother's work for him!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. I have a heckload of work, and I still have to do my brother's work for him. DIE can?&lt;br /&gt;so i refused la.&lt;br /&gt;Then she got mad at me.. but that was like at 6pm&lt;br /&gt;she threatened to take away my mp3&lt;br /&gt;and dinner at 8pm we were okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly now at 9:30pm&lt;br /&gt;I was listening to music on the headphones.. not even singing..&lt;br /&gt;not even on the speakers.. not disturbing anyone.&lt;br /&gt;I doubt she even knew I was listening&lt;br /&gt;I bet my stupid brother told her because I didn't do his work for him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YI LYNN. YOU NO LONGER OWN AN MP3&lt;br /&gt;GIVE ME YOUR MP3!!&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU LISTENING TO MUSIC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom. It's not an MP3. It's a walkman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DON'T YOU BE SMART WITH ME A. YOU THINK YOU GENIUS OVERNIGHT A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(no. in 1 minute also can you know. genius. written on the device it's a walkman you think i study manual ah..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I gave her la, what to do..&lt;br /&gt;so much for my wall e customization.. T_________T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that I onned the music on my laptop on FULL BLAST.&lt;br /&gt;She was in the TV room.. no doubt she can hear as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I need laptop to do work.. you don't want me to fail ICT do you? ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUPID &lt;a href="mailto:%21@#$%%5E&amp;amp;#@$%"&gt;!@#$%^&amp;amp;#@$%&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-6114631736345528613?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/6114631736345528613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=6114631736345528613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/6114631736345528613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/6114631736345528613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/09/damn.html' title='damn.'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-5392423968532343690</id><published>2008-09-20T23:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T23:13:11.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wall E</title><content type='html'>Pat seriously made me love Wall E. Like SOOO MUCH =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really really want that sony customization la.. but then it's nowhere to be found T____T&lt;br /&gt;I actually wanted to put this pic as my banner.. but then I was worried I might get sued for copyright infringement.&lt;br /&gt;EHH. they gave this to us for download I can use it right?&lt;br /&gt;hehe nevermind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SNUSVcDFFHI/AAAAAAAAAeA/SjjgHCTvikQ/s1600-h/178735_1_r1n-copy_sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248121100285842546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SNUSVcDFFHI/AAAAAAAAAeA/SjjgHCTvikQ/s400/178735_1_r1n-copy_sm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So since I'm not using that wall E pic for my banner, which totally fits T__T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to edit this pic down here into my now banner =)&lt;br /&gt;EHEHE. it sucks T_____T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SNUSVH4UA0I/AAAAAAAAAd4/PYNMrdLyOyw/s1600-h/webcam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248121094871974722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SNUSVH4UA0I/AAAAAAAAAd4/PYNMrdLyOyw/s400/webcam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-5392423968532343690?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/5392423968532343690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=5392423968532343690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/5392423968532343690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/5392423968532343690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/09/wall-e.html' title='wall E'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SNUSVcDFFHI/AAAAAAAAAeA/SjjgHCTvikQ/s72-c/178735_1_r1n-copy_sm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-4371972856542496841</id><published>2008-09-19T18:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T21:16:33.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>help?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;GAHH. I need help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which one should I use?&lt;br /&gt;These are banners that i used in the past.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SNT3cWdSaqI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/7uIrHxMC2Ck/s1600-h/editt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248091532230290082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SNT3cWdSaqI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/7uIrHxMC2Ck/s400/editt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehehe. the tinkerbell one.. i just used this one for 1 day and changed again XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SNODYSvaKII/AAAAAAAAAcM/3vpyqGHqpe8/s1600-h/731046749l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247682444187543682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SNODYSvaKII/AAAAAAAAAcM/3vpyqGHqpe8/s400/731046749l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this i used last time.. Reminiscence. EV. &lt;em&gt;Maturity is only a short break in adolescence.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SNODYr1VqiI/AAAAAAAAAcU/Sgnjg1Hp5uE/s1600-h/amore.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247682450923301410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SNODYr1VqiI/AAAAAAAAAcU/Sgnjg1Hp5uE/s400/amore.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is actually twilight based XD from the covers of the first three books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amore de anima.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SNODYwk-aNI/AAAAAAAAAcc/Y4Vce9vSB7w/s1600-h/masthead.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SNODYwk-aNI/AAAAAAAAAcc/Y4Vce9vSB7w/s1600-h/masthead.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247682452196845778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SNODYwk-aNI/AAAAAAAAAcc/Y4Vce9vSB7w/s400/masthead.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SNODZA9CgnI/AAAAAAAAAck/Bum22HiYU4Q/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one I was using for my old blog, &lt;a href="http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://angelicimmanent.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but if I'm going to use it for this one.. I'll change the old one =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SNODZA9CgnI/AAAAAAAAAck/Bum22HiYU4Q/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247682456592745074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SNODZA9CgnI/AAAAAAAAAck/Bum22HiYU4Q/s400/untitled.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one was for the signin lock one =)&lt;br /&gt;and yea i don't think I'm going to change this one though XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-4371972856542496841?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/4371972856542496841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=4371972856542496841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/4371972856542496841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/4371972856542496841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/09/help.html' title='help?'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SNT3cWdSaqI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/7uIrHxMC2Ck/s72-c/editt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-723687332700151707</id><published>2008-09-19T18:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T18:45:39.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SNOCei7AgcI/AAAAAAAAAcE/i51bnvLVRY0/s1600-h/1_928022178l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247681452098748866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SNOCei7AgcI/AAAAAAAAAcE/i51bnvLVRY0/s400/1_928022178l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and for some weird reason i like this picture XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-723687332700151707?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/723687332700151707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=723687332700151707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/723687332700151707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/723687332700151707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/09/and-for-some-weird-reason-i-like-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SNOCei7AgcI/AAAAAAAAAcE/i51bnvLVRY0/s72-c/1_928022178l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-6296907548811664415</id><published>2008-09-18T00:00:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T16:27:05.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ipoh's Incognito School</title><content type='html'>I am seriously a dummy XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school today, after my English Literature class (Which totally owns ACCOUNTING, you accounting people!!)&lt;br /&gt;I was rushing, because &lt;b&gt;every single Thursday &lt;/b&gt;my mom would complain WHY are you one of the last one out.&lt;br /&gt;So i was rushing&lt;br /&gt;and I saw my car parked in the middle of the road, and I was like SHOOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went over to my car,&lt;br /&gt;yanked the door,&lt;br /&gt;and..&lt;br /&gt;yanked&lt;br /&gt;and yanked&lt;br /&gt;and yanked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realised it was locked with nobody inside XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom, was actually in the office, talking to Mrs. Chandra.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, my brother was pushed down by his friend where his glasses lens popped out, bruised his forehead, and started nose bleeding.&lt;br /&gt;He went to the teacher nearby to tell her&lt;br /&gt;and guess what she said?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AIYAH. THAT'S JUST CHOCOLATE LAH.&lt;br /&gt;and she walked away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COME ON, BLOOD IS RED CHOCOLATE'S BROWN RIGHTT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;colour blind much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also, yesterday on the one year mark, Pat wanted to send the wall e present straight to my house, so he hired a taxi straight from parkson.&lt;br /&gt;He showed the taxi driver uncle my address, and he didn't know.&lt;br /&gt;So he asked the uncle if he knew St. Andrew's Presbyterian church.&lt;br /&gt;He also said he didn't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he asked. YA.&lt;br /&gt;Do you know Ipoh International School?&lt;br /&gt;NOPE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COME ON, IPOH INTERNATIONAL SCHOOL.&lt;br /&gt;RAISE YOUR STANDARDS A BIT IF YOU REALLY WANT TO BE KNOWN =.=''&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-6296907548811664415?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/6296907548811664415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=6296907548811664415' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/6296907548811664415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/6296907548811664415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/09/year-10-reading-list.html' title='Ipoh&apos;s Incognito School'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-2499197320269366969</id><published>2008-09-18T00:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T00:10:24.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>til death do us part.</title><content type='html'>You know what's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;friggin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; sad??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/51718923"&gt;http://profiles.friendster.com/51718923&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;STILL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; there.&lt;br /&gt;and i requested to be his friend like, so long ago&lt;br /&gt;he never got to accepting cuz, i guess ever since he made that account&lt;br /&gt;he only used it once, the time he made it! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still.&lt;br /&gt;like &lt;em&gt;every SINGLE &lt;/em&gt;time i go on friendster&lt;br /&gt;i still check my friend requests, seeing if he accepts.&lt;br /&gt;if he does, then. WTFFFF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;either good thing, or bad thing =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-2499197320269366969?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/2499197320269366969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=2499197320269366969' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/2499197320269366969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/2499197320269366969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/09/til-death-do-us-part.html' title='til death do us part.'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-5035367397818877620</id><published>2008-09-17T17:23:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T18:26:05.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wishlist</title><content type='html'>AAAA&lt;br /&gt;today is the 1 year mark =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i got a WALL•E girlfriend EVE plush toy =D&lt;br /&gt;erm wait, not the wall e one on the left, just the right one. the WHITE ONE called eve =)&lt;br /&gt;her hands are like, movable.. up and down&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if her head is.. erm. NOPE.&lt;br /&gt;not movable.. almost pulled it off haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SNDQlCThKqI/AAAAAAAAAb8/FJfLPIoBQro/s1600-h/walletoys10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246922900579101346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SNDQlCThKqI/AAAAAAAAAb8/FJfLPIoBQro/s400/walletoys10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gave a Calvin Klein Ck One Graffiti perfume..&lt;br /&gt;it was one of the three limited edition collector's bottles&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; (hao gui XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;the designer's bottle.. the one erm, with the thumb and three people?&lt;br /&gt;he said he finished his own already =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SNDQk5xgS1I/AAAAAAAAAb0/P3kD2L3l3LY/s1600-h/07040511139451.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246922898288954194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SNDQk5xgS1I/AAAAAAAAAb0/P3kD2L3l3LY/s400/07040511139451.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayy.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a sony walkman NWZ-S616F&lt;br /&gt;and from what i read from the internet&lt;br /&gt;there hasn't been &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;any&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; customization on this device.&lt;br /&gt;LIKE WHYY!! they even customized the new iPod Touch already, they haven't customized this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea. so that's what i'm going to try to get&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SNDNLMy2nLI/AAAAAAAAAbk/4NiEyxVPQMw/s1600-h/phone_default9973368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246919158183402674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SNDNLMy2nLI/AAAAAAAAAbk/4NiEyxVPQMw/s400/phone_default9973368.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;this WALL•E customization for my sony walkman. yeaaa that's what i crave XD&lt;br /&gt;the pic above is actually meant for an apple iTouch and i think i saw one for Zune and Creative also.. but no Sony T_______T&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andandand if i &lt;u&gt;REALLY&lt;/u&gt; can't get that, i'll get the sticker for mua laptop cover&lt;br /&gt;but then, maybe not also lehh, cuz laptop cover already pink XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SNDNLVCB05I/AAAAAAAAAbs/vnXUVkvSY_k/s1600-h/laptop_default9973368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246919160394535826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SNDNLVCB05I/AAAAAAAAAbs/vnXUVkvSY_k/s400/laptop_default9973368.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;this is the laptop skin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://disneyshopping.skinit.com/devices/"&gt;http://disneyshopping.skinit.com/devices/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is where i got it from =D&lt;br /&gt;and then quite expensive also leehh, probably cuz it's the disney official merchandise website, not like, pirated, and then like, it's in USD. hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-5035367397818877620?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/5035367397818877620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=5035367397818877620' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/5035367397818877620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/5035367397818877620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/09/wishlist.html' title='wishlist'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SNDQlCThKqI/AAAAAAAAAb8/FJfLPIoBQro/s72-c/walletoys10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-6285493142818627733</id><published>2008-09-14T23:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T23:11:44.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mistakes in life</title><content type='html'>when there's a person who loves you&lt;br /&gt;love that person back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because no one could ever love you more than that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and never, ever, ever leave the person&lt;br /&gt;just because your friends say so.&lt;br /&gt;because in the end, it's not only the person you lose,&lt;br /&gt;it's everything else as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-6285493142818627733?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/6285493142818627733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=6285493142818627733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/6285493142818627733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/6285493142818627733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/09/mistakes-in-life.html' title='mistakes in life'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-3334775850776338645</id><published>2008-09-14T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T15:32:13.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reminiscence</title><content type='html'>President..&lt;br /&gt;don't leave your crew members&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-3334775850776338645?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/3334775850776338645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=3334775850776338645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/3334775850776338645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/3334775850776338645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/09/reminiscence.html' title='reminiscence'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-4920563944079185821</id><published>2008-09-13T16:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T17:03:40.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>from a pal</title><content type='html'>he gave it to me. just in case he doesn't want to be known. =)&lt;br /&gt;thanks for everything &lt;em&gt;bro&lt;/em&gt;. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div width="200px"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.6lyrics.com/mods/singit.swf" flashvars="lyricid=12343&amp;iurl=http://www.6lyrics.com/images/scroll/0000_pre8.jpg&amp;fo=66&amp;s=31" quality="high" width="200" height="300" scale="exactfit" wmode="transparent" name="6Lyrics Widget" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" allowFullScreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="verdana"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.6lyrics.com/music/plain_white_t_s/lyrics/12343.aspx" title="1,2,3,4 by plain white t's on 6Lyrics.com" target="_blank"&gt;Plain White T's&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.6lyrics.com" title="Top albums, mp3 &amp; lyrics on 6Lyrics.com" target="_blank"&gt;6Lyrics.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-4920563944079185821?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/4920563944079185821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=4920563944079185821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/4920563944079185821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/4920563944079185821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/09/from-pal.html' title='from a pal'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-3735571248429271134</id><published>2008-09-13T12:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T12:43:06.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>knives</title><content type='html'>I deserve to be boiled, hanged, cut up, and sliced.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-3735571248429271134?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/3735571248429271134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=3735571248429271134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/3735571248429271134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/3735571248429271134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/09/knives.html' title='knives'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-567491630577554897</id><published>2008-09-13T12:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T12:40:45.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>that barrier that blocks</title><content type='html'>I'm finally crossing that barrier that's been holding me back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do catch me when i fall over the other side..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-567491630577554897?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-478950851974367694</id><published>2008-09-13T00:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T00:53:26.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ipconfig slash all</title><content type='html'>PINGPINGPINGPING&lt;br /&gt;i am going to die!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PINGPINGPING.&lt;br /&gt;i want freedom. pingping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the homework load.&lt;br /&gt;PINGPING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;die can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ps. you will understand why i have PINGs all over this post if you read the previous post)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-478950851974367694?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/478950851974367694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=478950851974367694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/478950851974367694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/478950851974367694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/09/ipconfig-slash-all.html' title='ipconfig slash all'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-288213478888218025</id><published>2008-09-13T00:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T00:51:22.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bimboism.</title><content type='html'>haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hui Zen says that since I've developed this habit of saying omg so often&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that i've become a bimbo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;excuse me. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have never worn make up BEFORE. (except for production)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My hair is always messy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my clothes are just jeans and a t-shirt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i have no scrunchy XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so anyway, instead of saying omg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i shall type PING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;happy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pingpingping. i love this laptop &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;niways. pictures!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SMqc3ka2G7I/AAAAAAAAAbM/bWBvh7zBiNM/s1600-h/webcam2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245177194509376434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SMqc3ka2G7I/AAAAAAAAAbM/bWBvh7zBiNM/s400/webcam2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOSER POSE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SMqc37tmPKI/AAAAAAAAAbU/UthdPYdJkmE/s1600-h/webcam3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245177200762043554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SMqc37tmPKI/AAAAAAAAAbU/UthdPYdJkmE/s400/webcam3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OWNED POSE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SMqc4Kj68WI/AAAAAAAAAbc/dTkfGZuBAYM/s1600-h/webcam4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245177204747989346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SMqc4Kj68WI/AAAAAAAAAbc/dTkfGZuBAYM/s400/webcam4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;erm. RANDOM POSE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hui zen = hotness? right? tell me girls. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i look like a pig.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he won't let me upload the rest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i doubt he even let me upload this three XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I LOVE MY BIG BRO!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-288213478888218025?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/288213478888218025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=288213478888218025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/288213478888218025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/288213478888218025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/09/bimboism.html' title='bimboism.'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SMqc3ka2G7I/AAAAAAAAAbM/bWBvh7zBiNM/s72-c/webcam2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-2414786728967034918</id><published>2008-09-08T20:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T23:38:02.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SS Rajjos</title><content type='html'>We had to do a brochure for English, and I did a cruise called Rajjos.&lt;br /&gt;my pride pics: XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;BEFORE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SMUgErt8A0I/AAAAAAAAAa0/o4gSfXWT2Nc/s1600-h/z162076839.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243632605969777474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SMUgErt8A0I/AAAAAAAAAa0/o4gSfXWT2Nc/s400/z162076839.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AFTER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SMUgEkzjkaI/AAAAAAAAAas/VlDHeRfzkBU/s1600-h/captainedited+copy.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243632604114293154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SMUgEkzjkaI/AAAAAAAAAas/VlDHeRfzkBU/s400/captainedited+copy.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Raj, Captain of SS Rajjos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BEFORE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SMUgFE37WfI/AAAAAAAAAbE/bRkPSwczQmo/s1600-h/ctang.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243632612722563570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SMUgFE37WfI/AAAAAAAAAbE/bRkPSwczQmo/s400/ctang.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;AFTER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SMUgEzK5qxI/AAAAAAAAAa8/cQIAvwfZmps/s1600-h/11315+copy.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243632607970306834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SMUgEzK5qxI/AAAAAAAAAa8/cQIAvwfZmps/s400/11315+copy.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;ANG, SAILOR CHIEF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hope no one kills me after this. XD&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/9016414579215258859-2414786728967034918?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/2414786728967034918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=2414786728967034918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/2414786728967034918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/2414786728967034918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/09/we-had-to-do-brochure-for-english-and-i.html' title='SS Rajjos'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SMUgErt8A0I/AAAAAAAAAa0/o4gSfXWT2Nc/s72-c/z162076839.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-8122693337088590404</id><published>2008-09-08T16:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T16:52:16.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sick like hell</title><content type='html'>Stupid stomach virus.&lt;br /&gt;I had diarrhoea late last night.. bout 1am in the morning.. and then again at 5:30pm&lt;br /&gt;each session was 30 minutes, costing me 1 hour of my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Then this morning I thought I was okay and able to go to school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, when reaching school during homeroom, i got this really bad stomach ache&lt;br /&gt;and then yea. felt like going home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually even when I have a fever I don't go home until school finishes.&lt;br /&gt;But this is too much already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not the sickness, nono it's not too much. but my mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was rushed home by my dad where i puked and made use of my digestive tract.&lt;br /&gt;And from 9:30am until 3pm when my brother came home, i slept a most horrible sleep.&lt;br /&gt;It's like you're trying to sleep but you can't because of the pain&lt;br /&gt;and yet when you try to get up and do something about the pain you can't either because you're too exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's like sleeping for 2 minutes, waking up, sleeping again for a few minutes, waking up.&lt;br /&gt;and gahh, you get the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i think I'm okay now.. and I'll try coming to school tomorrow. Just try at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why won't anybody come online!!&lt;br /&gt;gahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway... at 3pm when I woke up.. i drank some water.. ate some food..&lt;br /&gt;and my mom brought my brother home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where she started scolding me like shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SICK PEOPLE A. WHERE GOT SLEEP SO LONG WAN. YOU CAN SLEEP UNTIL YOUR BROTHER COME HOME.. PEOPLE USUALLY EVERY HALF AN HOUR GO TO THE TOILET WAN.. YOU SLEEP SO NICE HUH. WANT TO MISS SCHOOL SOME MORE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like MOM. I don't even want to miss school. you also know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT. YOU THINK I'M MAKING A BIG DEAL OVER MISSING SCHOOL IS IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. you are.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm not stupid enough to say that out loud. =.='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gawd. I should have stayed in school. I mean, come on.&lt;br /&gt;School would have been much more peaceful than at home.&lt;br /&gt;So what if I'll be going to the toilet everyonce in a while and I'll be needing extra bottles of water.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, so what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so much better than staying at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I solemnly swear that the next time I get sick, I'll stay in school no matter what.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-8122693337088590404?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/8122693337088590404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=8122693337088590404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/8122693337088590404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/8122693337088590404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/09/sick-like-hell.html' title='sick like hell'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-9180196645393638476</id><published>2008-09-01T21:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T21:40:46.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blekz.</title><content type='html'>you know, i've only 15 posts on this blog&lt;br /&gt;and i wanna shut it down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesyes i wana shut it down&lt;br /&gt;or I'll just move all the posts somewhere first for self keeping&lt;br /&gt;then shut it down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a bad idea to re-blog again.&lt;br /&gt;like whatevershh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll go the other place there. to blog. whatevvss. it's better + nicer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Pat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-9180196645393638476?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/9180196645393638476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=9180196645393638476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/9180196645393638476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/9180196645393638476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/09/blekz.html' title='blekz.'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-3537445086328277320</id><published>2008-09-01T21:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T21:33:22.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random post</title><content type='html'>haha.&lt;br /&gt;I love tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love love love loveshlyy love tea =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeshyeshyesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate coffee (even though most of my friends love it)&lt;br /&gt;I have a low tolerance for caffeine (unless it's in coke, but still.. )&lt;br /&gt;and I haven't tasted starbucks before XD haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i loveeee tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially english tea.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese tea is o-kay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but love love love English tea.&lt;br /&gt;especially Earl Grey, and and Boh fragrance tea, and jasmine, and and cammomile&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;randomnesss =)=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-3537445086328277320?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/3537445086328277320/comments/default' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-8423418440899266243</id><published>2008-08-26T20:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T20:50:48.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW.</title><content type='html'>Kian Seng, you just HAVE to see this!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and click:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://empressfunk.deviantart.com/art/Showdown-HP-vs-Twilight-95650140"&gt;http://empressfunk.deviantart.com/art/Showdown-HP-vs-Twilight-95650140&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it will be tiny when it shows, so click on it once&lt;br /&gt;and it will enlarge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then wait for it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND LULZZ on the floor!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-8423418440899266243?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/8423418440899266243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=8423418440899266243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/8423418440899266243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/8423418440899266243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/08/wow.html' title='WOW.'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-3601235828885396227</id><published>2008-08-26T17:13:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T21:04:32.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WOUTS. =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SLPJv_rBVBI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/dj9DrBPLf2k/s1600-h/draco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238752617944929298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SLPJv_rBVBI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/dj9DrBPLf2k/s400/draco.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SLPJwHl_iRI/AAAAAAAAAaE/-pSKfORv28E/s1600-h/draco13a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238752620071323922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SLPJwHl_iRI/AAAAAAAAAaE/-pSKfORv28E/s400/draco13a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SLPJwBcO2fI/AAAAAAAAAaM/WXDz-wjT7oU/s1600-h/draco_fo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238752618419771890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SLPJwBcO2fI/AAAAAAAAAaM/WXDz-wjT7oU/s400/draco_fo2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SLPJwdODZrI/AAAAAAAAAaU/lFj8Wmx_Df0/s1600-h/dracomalfoybday2or.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238752625876494002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SLPJwdODZrI/AAAAAAAAAaU/lFj8Wmx_Df0/s400/dracomalfoybday2or.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I squee here?&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMIERA, IF YOU'RE READING THIS,&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS FOR YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REPEAT,&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS FOR YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember I was all *drools* over Skandar Keynes?&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia sudah saya LUPAKAN.&lt;br /&gt;lollee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, he's still good looking.&lt;br /&gt;but I'M like. OVER IT.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duno why leh&lt;br /&gt;holidays come&lt;br /&gt;I'm lost interest in everything.&lt;br /&gt;gahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cept sleep though.&lt;br /&gt;Put me in a pig competition and I'd win first place XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now&lt;br /&gt;muah has found Tom Felton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*round of applause*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he IS good looking (I don't like Daniel Radcliffe, and I don't find teh singers that girls scream over interesting)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've always liked Draco Malfoy (the character Tom plays) in Harry Potter series (THE OH SO NICE FANDOM that Kian Seng rightfully stands by.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO IDEA WHY.&lt;br /&gt;and saya suka Narcissa&lt;br /&gt;and Lucius&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;I haven't liked them before..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE OF &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MAKANI! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;she's this super talented girl who is great at art, and her fanart is like, totally awesome.&lt;br /&gt;the best part is, she makes it all ABSURDLY FUNNY, i love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's her deviantART; &lt;a href="http://makani.deviantart.com/"&gt;http://makani.deviantart.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and her &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;AccioBrain&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; which is totally awesome! &lt;a href="http://aciobrain.ligermagic.com/gen.php"&gt;http://aciobrain.ligermagic.com/gen.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wouts. I love her art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I love &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;xcgirl08&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;on &lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/sortofbeautiful"&gt;http://community.livejournal.com/sortofbeautiful&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andand &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;burdge bug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;'s DeviantART&lt;br /&gt;andand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the girl who draws LOVELY bill-fleur parings.&lt;br /&gt;erm. oh yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;nami86 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i think her deviantART is &lt;a href="http://nami86.deviantart.com/"&gt;http://nami86.deviantart.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeshyeshyesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Keysha_Chan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;mary_dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; whose deviantart is &lt;a href="http://mary-dreams.deviantart.com/"&gt;http://mary-dreams.deviantart.com/&lt;/a&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;ktshy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and well, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;snapesnogger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; as well..&lt;br /&gt;and then there's &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;*bri-chan &lt;/span&gt;at &lt;a href="http://bri-chan.deviantart.com/"&gt;http://bri-chan.deviantart.com/&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;~selene 231&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;a href="http://selene231.deviantart.com/"&gt;http://selene231.deviantart.com/&lt;/a&gt; with her brilliant MEME, and loads others.&lt;br /&gt;THEY ARE LIKE SUPERLY TALENTED.&lt;br /&gt;lollee =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loveslylovesly.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could draw cartoons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I like still images, (you should see the one I gave Mr. Wright)&lt;br /&gt;except people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't draw people. WHY IS THAT?&lt;br /&gt;gee.&lt;br /&gt;I need Zhen Yeap. HEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways,&lt;br /&gt;gahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn my raging hormones to the deepest pits of doom.&lt;br /&gt;and yet&lt;br /&gt;I don't even have raging hormones.&lt;br /&gt;I just have hormones. HAH. wait till they rage. I'd be like KEBLONSKY XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No worries dear PAT.&lt;br /&gt;no competition here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, these are like what, worldwide know people?&lt;br /&gt;There are like 10,000 plus fanpeople (or widely known, fangirls) waiting in the wings,&lt;br /&gt;so COME ON evelyn. GET A MOVE ON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there's like a 0.000001% chance that they'll even look at Malaysia on the map&lt;br /&gt;and a 0,00000000000000000000000001% chance they'll come to Ipoh,&lt;br /&gt;and then a 0.0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000001% chance any of us will get to see them. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so wellsh.&lt;br /&gt;even if you paid me RM 100 000 to be with them,&lt;br /&gt;HAH. I'll pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;niways,&lt;br /&gt;no competition as i said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's have a metaphor. *switches to mega nerd mode*&lt;br /&gt;If I were to have a sickness, and that were my only antidote, my only supplier,&lt;br /&gt;why would I risk it and go tempting the wine again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*switches back to student slash blogger mode*&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Raj, thank you for reaching out to me, lol-ness, through xanga.&lt;br /&gt;and I think I replied you already&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, you should probably understand that above, if no one else does..&lt;br /&gt;though I'll really appreciate it if you don't mention it others.&lt;br /&gt;thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SLPKZLMwBiI/AAAAAAAAAak/RwgjcOWBMA0/s1600-h/x08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238753325413828130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SLPKZLMwBiI/AAAAAAAAAak/RwgjcOWBMA0/s400/x08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SLPKYhYvxvI/AAAAAAAAAac/wWrPqp7LnIA/s1600-h/00125263.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238753314189854450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SLPKYhYvxvI/AAAAAAAAAac/wWrPqp7LnIA/s400/00125263.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOYS BOYS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't live with them.. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;can't live without them&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't..&lt;br /&gt;no..&lt;br /&gt;that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLLELOLLELOLLE GET YOUR DREAMERS HERE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-3601235828885396227?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/3601235828885396227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=3601235828885396227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/3601235828885396227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/3601235828885396227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/08/wouts_26.html' title='WOUTS. =)'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SLPJv_rBVBI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/dj9DrBPLf2k/s72-c/draco.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-53508134901036969</id><published>2008-08-26T16:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T17:13:17.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PINK.PINK.PINK.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Hui Zen says I've gone all emo and de-blogged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;So anyways, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;As a tribute to my new laptop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I decided to put the font all in PINK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;and annoy the crap out of my fellow readers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;show you how &lt;b&gt;FRIGGIN ANNOYING&lt;/b&gt; PINK really is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;it's a VAIO CR VGGN-CR 353 Pink Sony Laptop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;(to be truthful I have no idea what I just typed, I just took it off the little paper that came with the description of the computer)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;See on Wednesday my dad brought us down to KL for a meeting, and since it was superly boring in the hotel, we went out on Sunday to the =BEST= (it's not THE best, it's name is just BEST) dealer in KLCC.. to check out the Plasma and LCD tvs they had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;when i spotted the new computer on the pameran table.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SLPGEQWUCLI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/XZ4TO07hSNI/s1600-h/vaio+notebook.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238748567972350130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SLPGEQWUCLI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/XZ4TO07hSNI/s400/vaio+notebook.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Well, not new, bout 6 months out in the market already. hee :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;niwez,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;since my dad wants his black laptop back, the Compaq one that I've been hogging for so long, (my desktop PC downstairs isn't portable) so they bought me a new one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;A freakish pink one. *epic fail*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Well, to be truthful, it isn't so bad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;In fact, last time PINK was my fav colour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;then I started to become dull.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;LULLZ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;so recently I developed a liking for the colour grey, brown, faded orange, and dark red.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;The dark red computer seemed too, well, goth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;And they didn't have this version in black, like wth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Thank God the pink bags were out of my stock, my mom was already requesting one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;So I (luckily) got a black case instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;so.. yea.. i guess it isn't THAT bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;GAHH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;PINK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;so this costs about, what RM3988? August sale in KLCC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;and with, what..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;*snatches paper*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Intel R Core TM 2 Dual Processor T8100 (2.10GHz)&lt;br /&gt;Windows Vista R Home Premium&lt;br /&gt;DVD RW. R DL. RAM Drive&lt;br /&gt;14.1 WXGA Display Clear Bright LCD Lite&lt;br /&gt;Hard Disk Drive 250 GB&lt;br /&gt;Memory 2GB&lt;br /&gt;ATI radeon Graphics Card&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;no offence&lt;br /&gt;but it's all too fancy, too much for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I mean, i was fine with my unportable CPU and dad's medical jam-packed notebook.&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, the only thing I understood above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;was the Memory 2 GB thing,&lt;br /&gt;and yet, I haven't even used up my 1GB memory on the pendrive yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;LAUGH WITH ME PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;IT'S IRONYY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Well, at least I got something.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't gotten something for a longlong time.&lt;br /&gt;excluding the walkman for my checkpoint results&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;didn't get anything for my UPSR, for my birthday, and for Christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;What is there to look forward to, EXAMS??!!&lt;br /&gt;=.=''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;LOVESLYY LOVESLYY&lt;br /&gt;MUAH DESERVES SOME APPRECIATION, DONCHA THINK?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-53508134901036969?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/53508134901036969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=53508134901036969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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Here it is. To save from the trouble of sending over the internet. Just copy and paste =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ken, Ipoh International School’s one and only Kwak Min. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[8.8.1991 - 25.7.2008]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was on Saturday, when I first got a phone call from Amiera, my classmate who had just left our school. It was late and I hadn’t much mood to talk, let alone chat over the phone for a long period of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked up the phone, and got the shock of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, I was prepared to sit on the floor with the phone in my ear with no interest whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;This, was truly the worst possible case scenario that I could have never even yet dreamed of. My parents and friends told me to sleep on it, but sleep did nothing about the sharp, cutting blades that raked up and down my body. No matter how much I wanted to, life wasn’t going to fall back in place so soon. I somehow wanted to pour bleach inside my head and let it fry my brain. To burn away the images that formed inside my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken was IS a great guy. His leaving came to me as a wave of unexpected torture. Sadness was not a new feeling to me. Depression was neither a new feeling to me. But numbness and shock and pain rolled into one was something altogether that I have never felt before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past, when a bird died I would pick it up and cradle it in my arms and demand my dad to give it his “special breathing medicine”, what I soon discovered to be called CPR. When my first dog died of food poisoning, I grabbed it, still covered in blood, put it in a box, and hid it in my mom’s closet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This emotionally weak part of me has been locked up inside of me for a long time, ever since my grandfather’s stroke. I had it put away. Ken’s going had found the 10 letter code that kept the titanium safe shut for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time I met Ken was last year (Year 8) when Ken and Jack were standing by our classroom door. My first impression of him was some random cute Korean that many, many, many of the girls in our school had a taste for. He was incredibly friendly, polite, and bubbly. However, in Year 8, I never spoke to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout my Year 9 year, I had got to know Ken really well. He was always cracking up the class, and bringing a somewhat cheery atmosphere that our class was sometimes lacking. I still remember when Puan Zalyah was frustrated with Ken and Mike because they were always fighting and interrupting her lessons, so she put me between them.&lt;br /&gt;Ken took my ruler and refused to give it back unless I asked him to in Korean.&lt;br /&gt;And so I tried. In the end, I never got my ruler back and we were laughing so hard at my endless attempts to pronounce chu sae yo.&lt;br /&gt;I kept saying Stone Soup, instead of Give it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since then, Mike and Joshua (both Korean students who have left) have been tutoring me Korean words to get back at Ken. I still remember them; ba rang sae wongsungeh, pabo tueji, and a few others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will miss these funny little conversations very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another funny time was on our trip to the Orang Asli Kampong (as Ken would put it)&lt;br /&gt;All the others had jumped into the pool already and were splashing each other.&lt;br /&gt;I was sitting outside the pool, dipping my legs into the water with only up to my knees wet.&lt;br /&gt;Ken was standing nearby laughing at Patsakon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ken, at that time, was distracted, and I decided to take advantage of the situation. I went over to Ken, and tried to push him into the waters, overly confident that I would succeed and result in him cursing at me in the pool.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How wrong I was.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ken, having quick reflexes, grabbed my elbow and my shirt, angling me southward, at the same time, exposing half my bra (according to Ellen), and dropped me into the pool.&lt;br /&gt;I grazed my ankle a bit, but all the same, it was I in the end who was in the pool cursing at him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Quick reflexes were another strong point of Ken’s. Ken’s passion for football was obvious. During coco on Thursdays he would always be playing football. Wednesdays were the days when he would be arguing (with a few other students) with Mr. Tiu to let them play football. When football was not an option, he would then move on to basketball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken’s leaving created a great uproar among his friends. It reached deep into our hearts and left us there bleeding. The lines that held us together as a whole, as what we are, as a school, as a family, were sliced apart in a swift cut, like clipping the strings to a bunch of balloons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is short. You have to make the best of the time that you have with your loved ones while you still can. Never assume that there will always be a next time. The past is history, the future is a mystery, and the present is a gift. Of what value is it to live in the past? Living in the past is different than learning from it. To live in the past means losing our focus for today. We are denied the present moment. Conversely, to learn from the past means to acknowledge it, accept having made good and bad choices along the way and then let it go. We can then focus on living for today and planning for the future.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;---------excerpt--------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;”Spell my name, Ken.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;”Okay. See this.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Evalin.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;”WHAT? Ken that's not my name. Shame on you, don't even know my name”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;”Wait. Wait. I know how. Wait.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;s&gt;Evalin.&lt;/s&gt; Evelen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;”OH come on Ken, it's” &lt;s&gt;Evalin. Evelen.&lt;/s&gt; Evelyn.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;”How would I know... Okay. You see, I will remember it.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thoroughly pleased that Ken does remember how to spell my name, but utterly furious that my name shall never appear in his handwriting again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evelyn Chua&lt;br /&gt;Year 9B, class of 2008&lt;br /&gt;Friend and classmate of Ken Kwak Min.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-7983589927231778331?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/7983589927231778331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=7983589927231778331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/7983589927231778331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/7983589927231778331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/08/for-book.html' title='For the book'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-7570402289059826787</id><published>2008-08-01T12:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T12:56:02.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breaking dawn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SJKVcXd5eEI/AAAAAAAAAY0/wLHkbS-SNi8/s1600-h/brb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229406431898859586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SJKVcXd5eEI/AAAAAAAAAY0/wLHkbS-SNi8/s400/brb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breaking Dawn is the 4th and last book of the Best Selling Twilight saga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The release date is supposed to be on August 2nd, but I saw it in Popular the day before yesterday so I jsut got lucky and got it early =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly some small supermarket in the US has already sold some breaking dawn books on Tuesday, so there hui zen, I'm NOT the first XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a book worth reading. I was wishing for some huge huge huge fight, but well&lt;br /&gt;I guess brutality &lt;s&gt;and sex&lt;/s&gt; isn't fit for the mind of teenagers &lt;s&gt;in Stephenie Meyer's opinion because her children are reading her book too.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that sucks is that the movie, Twilight, is coming later than others, or worse, in 2009 for us. YES.&lt;br /&gt;It'll be released in the US on 12/12/08&lt;br /&gt;Singapore on 25/12/08&lt;br /&gt;and Phillipines on 8/1/09&lt;br /&gt;So Malaysia, being near Singapore and Phllipines, hmm. I wonder which date suits us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FREAKING HOPE SINGAPORE.&lt;br /&gt;lol =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and I rest assure Grace, YES GRACE, this &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;IS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; the REAL DEAL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So, MOVE OVER, HARRY POTTER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-7570402289059826787?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/7570402289059826787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=7570402289059826787' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/7570402289059826787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/7570402289059826787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/08/breaking-dawn.html' title='Breaking dawn'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SJKVcXd5eEI/AAAAAAAAAY0/wLHkbS-SNi8/s72-c/brb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-2557190409593253196</id><published>2008-07-30T22:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T22:53:15.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Red drops of rubies</title><content type='html'>GAWD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My head is bleeding now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No idea why and when it started.&lt;br /&gt;but it just is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it's not like&lt;br /&gt;it's oozing blood or something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;touch with a finger, and a dab of blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best yet, it's not even painful.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, it's dead itchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if I scractch it, yeah it'll ooze blood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS REMINDS ME OF KEN, his leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can something be please un-Ken-like?&lt;br /&gt;GAHH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-2557190409593253196?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/2557190409593253196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=2557190409593253196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/2557190409593253196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/2557190409593253196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/07/red-drops-of-rubies.html' title='Red drops of rubies'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-2167743506980051852</id><published>2008-07-30T15:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T21:42:05.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.. and I'll rise with him</title><content type='html'>Many months ago, the worship team in our church was "disposed" due to the complaints of the loudness of the drums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a result, the drums were left in my house for the time being until they were needed again.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling such a waste for this expensive set of drums, I set them up in my houes (Yes, I set them up. I learned how from the members of the ex-team) for own leisure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, Ken was always playing an imaginary set of drums in class. He would have imaginary drumsticks, and always banging to the same songs, Christian songs, like "King Of Majesty" or "My Redeemer Lives" or "At the cross", songs with a fast beat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And every time he plays those Christian songs he would ask me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Do you know this song?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'd say &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he'd say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;See ya next time you come to my church and see me play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I regret so much that I'll never ever get to hear him play the drums..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone who has a video of him playing or something&lt;br /&gt;I'd happily be your lifetime slave if you could send it to me =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASEE.. =X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-2167743506980051852?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/2167743506980051852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=2167743506980051852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/2167743506980051852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/2167743506980051852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/07/and-ill-rise-with-him.html' title='.. and I&apos;ll rise with him'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-4047280722655748395</id><published>2008-07-29T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T16:17:59.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's like there's a piece missing.</title><content type='html'>It's like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;half of me is GONE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My parents are so unsupportive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or rather, my mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dad's okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's my mom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just because I don't want to eat some piece of bread (that has been in the fridge for like so long due to the holidays, no school ma)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she gets mad at me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and threatens to ban me from the computer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like what is her problem?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not like I have tons of work to do..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not like I have ANY WORK to do at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sis's drawing beside me now. I spend the past few hours looking after my sis while my mom's screaming at my brother for not getting good grades in his exam (which has been long over) !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is her problem?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish Pat would come back soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is exactly why I wanted a boyfriend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because I have no security in the house, no love, no caring words or thoughts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sister throws the aircond remote at me because I refused to colour her duck purple instead of what i suggested, orange.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GAHH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss Pat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I MISS KEN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss Amiera and hui zen and kian seng and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wait&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my sister's coloured the duck green and purple now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH THE JOYY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is how it looks like,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;unfortunately we don't have colour pencils on the computer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i had to use airbrush on paint program.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SI7RlJ8-IeI/AAAAAAAAAYs/h7RwupE7zH4/s1600-h/duck.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228346653680738786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SI7RlJ8-IeI/AAAAAAAAAYs/h7RwupE7zH4/s400/duck.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;just something to keep our minds off ken for a while =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-4047280722655748395?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/4047280722655748395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=4047280722655748395' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/4047280722655748395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/4047280722655748395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-like-theres-piece-missing.html' title='It&apos;s like there&apos;s a piece missing.'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SI7RlJ8-IeI/AAAAAAAAAYs/h7RwupE7zH4/s72-c/duck.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-1172924035631588830</id><published>2008-07-29T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T15:48:26.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How could an Angel Break my Heart..</title><content type='html'>This came to me&lt;br /&gt;while I was showering my sister in the bath tub just now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was splashing me all over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I suddenly remembered this scene.&lt;br /&gt;when I was in the end of my year 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year 8, class of 2007, was situtated at the upper story of the school block. (probably now year 6 classroom if i'm not mistaken.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken and Jack were standing at the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that time I knew who Jack was and who Ken was. I had never spoke to them or said even said hi.&lt;br /&gt;I think it was right after lunch when they were hanging by the door talking to some koreans in the class.. I was standing nearby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when Jack called &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;HI EVELYN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shocked, cause I had never spoken to them, and yet still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said hi back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken didn't know my name yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so he called, HI &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;EVEIL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he pat my head and said to Jack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;"You know ya, this girl and the Ellen (points to Ellen) and the new um.. Jae Min.. they three like angel.. cute cute and very very small.. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In year 9, when Mr. Elvin Chew was teaching us DT, anushka was asking him to spell her name&lt;br /&gt;and miraculously, he got it right.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, he couldn't spell my name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Spell my name, Ken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;OKay. ya i know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;see ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Evalin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;WHAT? Ken that's not my name. Shame on you, don't even know my name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Wait. Wait. I know how. Wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Evalin.&lt;/s&gt; Evelen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;OH come on Ken, it's &lt;s&gt;Evalin. Evelen. &lt;/s&gt; Evelyn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;how i know.. you never tell me ma.. OKAY. YOU SEE YA. I will remember it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will miss these funny little conversations very very much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-1172924035631588830?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/1172924035631588830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=1172924035631588830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/1172924035631588830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/1172924035631588830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/07/how-could-angel-break-my-heart.html' title='How could an Angel Break my Heart..'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-7164806616970596700</id><published>2008-07-28T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T15:51:08.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays? for real?</title><content type='html'>This has been the worst holidays ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, it is so freaking long. 1 month!&lt;br /&gt;For those who are not going anywhere (like me) and can't go out (like me) and can't talk on the phone (like me) and can't use the computer for a long period of time (like me) and is expected to do work (like me) but is heading towards a new year so he/she doesn't even have his/her new books yet (like me) WHAT DO YOU EXPECT &lt;s&gt;ME&lt;/s&gt; US TO DO??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pat has gone back to Thailand. He cannot online because he has to work.&lt;br /&gt;I can only call him at night (and God knows when I can call him because the number will show up on the phone bill and I'll get in trouble).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the good news is that Pat will not be going to Phillipines to tuition to improve his english for fear of the same fate happening to him as to Ken because face it, it's the same thing, same situation, same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't manage to talk to Ken much on the last day of school. I truly regret that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did manage to slip in a &lt;em&gt;See You Next Term&lt;/em&gt;, which is WHOLLY THE WRONG THING TO SAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please. Lord. Bring him back. &lt;s&gt;Even though I know you won't.. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will it help if I beg?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will it help if I get 1000 people to beg SINCERELY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, what if I manage to get 100,000 people to beg from way down from their hearts. Will it help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why Ken had to go so soon is between God and Ken. (Joash's words)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot help but agree with Mr. Raj on the point that he didn't have to, but I was brought up a Christian, and shall remain one.&lt;br /&gt;Ken was a Christian, and we all hope he'll have a better life up there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless his parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like counting off the days&lt;br /&gt;and it hurts so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to count off days&lt;br /&gt;before the holidays even begun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I counted yesterday. It isn't officially the holidays yet because it was a Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the first day of the holidays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have one more month to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I go through one month of silent suffering?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. I guess I have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait till tomorrow night. Because all I ever wait for is night. The time I hope to get to call Pat (even though I haven't and I am sure something will go wrong) and then sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Have you heard of Sleepless sleeps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how about Restless sleeps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about Tiresome sleeps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how about sleeps-that-make-you-even-more-tired-than-before-you-slept-and-yet-you-still-want-to-sleep-more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't sleep&lt;br /&gt;the only way I get to sleep&lt;br /&gt;is when my eyelids and eyes are too puffy to keep themselves open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;And I'm not the type that cries easily. Nono.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;If you gave me a slap across the face I'd stare at you angrily and probably punch you back. (unless you're my mom or dad or teacher or something) &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let these holidays be over soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-7164806616970596700?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/7164806616970596700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=7164806616970596700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/7164806616970596700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/7164806616970596700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/07/holidays-for-real.html' title='Holidays? for real?'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-6917251342367801951</id><published>2008-07-28T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T15:51:43.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malay Mail</title><content type='html'>Update:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mmail.com.my/Current_News/mm/Monday/Hotnews/20080728100451/Article/index_html"&gt;http://www.mmail.com.my/Current_News/mm/Monday/Hotnews/20080728100451/Article/index_html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure it doesn't mean much, but still, it's about Ken.&lt;br /&gt;It's a bit absurd though,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it shows how unreliable and stupid Malaysians can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES. Malaysians. Despite myself being one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people they arrested, I doubt they'll get much from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the Chinese press are more reliable.&lt;br /&gt;I am not saying this as a racist or anything. The people who wrote those articles about Ken were also chinese. So there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The China Daily Night paper (i think)&lt;br /&gt;wrote a follow up&lt;br /&gt;on Ken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the results of the autopsy, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm. I am not going to post anything here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post&lt;br /&gt;is just&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about follow ups&lt;br /&gt;on his case&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you want to know about it&lt;br /&gt;you can reach me at: &lt;a href="mailto:eevee.94@hotmail.com"&gt;eevee.94@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though I don't know much at all because I don't have access to the paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish they would hold Ken's funeral in Malaysia, although I know they wouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my parents (OH MY PARENTS. Can't they be a little more understanding? Going out with friends to Jusco for lunch isn't dangerous and is not an act of disowning your family =.=''') allowed me&lt;br /&gt;I'd be on a plane to Korea to see Ken (knowing they wouldn't let us see him here in Malaysa because we're not related..) and sponsoring anyone who wants to go with me. Doesn't matter. I really don't care right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pat said he wanted to see Ken before he went to Thailand but I told him Ken was sent for an autopsy and they wouldn't let him see Ken because he wasn't related to Ken.&lt;br /&gt;So Pat went back to Thailand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, I wish you didn't take Ken so soon..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-6917251342367801951?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/6917251342367801951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9016414579215258859&amp;postID=6917251342367801951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/6917251342367801951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9016414579215258859/posts/default/6917251342367801951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/2008/07/malay-mail.html' title='Malay Mail'/><author><name>Evee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14252518416303290831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SmRGZQpBlPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/m_fqKoCrpeA/S220/cachepic_s3.php.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016414579215258859.post-2841123973843253886</id><published>2008-07-28T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T23:40:12.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby come back to me</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I've decided to take up blogging again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but I've decided to dump titles.&lt;br /&gt;from now on, all my titles shall SUCK!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have just lost a friend so dear to me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was on Saturday, about 10pm when Amiera called me.&lt;br /&gt;I was having a bad day and I didn't feel like talking to anyone, so my dad told Amiera I was asleep.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Suddenly, my dad rushed in and said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;YI LYNN. YOU HAVE TO GO OUT. SOMETHING TERRIBLE HAPPENED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I went out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Helo?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Evelyn. Ken died.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Come on la Amiera, don't joke about this kind of stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I'm not joking Evelyn. You also know I won't joke about this kind of things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Ken died.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------silence---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;are you sure?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Yeah. Aaron told Kian Seng who told Hui Zen, who told me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;and I called you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Does Pat know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I don't know.. what's his number.. I'll call him now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't believe it. I thought it was some kind of prank joke that Aaron had played&lt;br /&gt;and Kian Seng stupidly believed him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went online, and searched all over the net.&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS TRUE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was all over the news&lt;br /&gt;and stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2008/7/27/nation/21935101&amp;amp;sec=nation"&gt;THE STAR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bernama.com/bernama/state_news/news.php?id=348747&amp;amp;cat=ct"&gt;Bernama&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nst.com.my/Sunday/National/2304361/Article/index_html"&gt;News Straits Times&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those who can't click on those,&lt;br /&gt;here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE STAR: &lt;a href="http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2008/7/27/nation/21935101&amp;amp;sec=nation"&gt;http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2008/7/27/nation/21935101&amp;amp;sec=nation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bernama: &lt;a href="http://www.bernama.com/bernama/state_news/news.php?id=348747&amp;amp;cat=ct"&gt;http://www.bernama.com/bernama/state_news/news.php?id=348747&amp;amp;cat=ct&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and News Straits Times:&lt;a href="http://www.nst.com.my/Sunday/National/2304361/Article/index_html"&gt;http://www.nst.com.my/Sunday/National/2304361/Article/index_html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken was a seriously close friend to me.&lt;br /&gt;He was there for me and Pat&lt;br /&gt;Nobody knew this,&lt;br /&gt;but I talked to him&lt;br /&gt;when I had problems with Pat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember when Puan Zalyah was frustrated with Ken and Mike always fighting so she put me between them for like, 2 hours only?&lt;br /&gt;and when Ken was arguing with me about some korean words when he took my ruler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was asking him to return it but he refused to give it to me unless i told him to in Korean&lt;br /&gt;and so I tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were laughing so hard because I couldn't get the pronunciation right.&lt;br /&gt;I kept saying &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Stone Soup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; instead of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Give it back&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://sarangheyo-evee.blogspot.com/2007/11/green-eyes.html"&gt;http://sarangheyo-evee.blogspot.com/2007/11/green-eyes.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another time was on our trip to the Orang Asli Kampong (as Ken would put it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the others had jumped into the pool already and were splashing each other&lt;br /&gt;I was sitting ouside the pool, dipping my legs into the water with only up to my knees wet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken was standing nearby laughing at (i think) Pat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went over to Ken, and tried to push him into the waters, overly confident that I would succeed and result in him cursing at me in the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How wrong I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken, having quick reflexes, grabbed my elbow and my shirt, angling me southward, at the same time, exposing half my bra (according to Ellen), and dropped me into the pool.&lt;br /&gt;I grazed my ankle a bit, but all the same, it was I in the end who was in the pool cursing at him.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken &lt;s&gt;was&lt;/s&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IS&lt;/span&gt; a great guy.&lt;br /&gt;He always helped Pat in his studies&lt;br /&gt;and always quarrelled with Joshua.&lt;br /&gt;He teased Mike, and liked to poke Tiffany and call her a guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would tease him when his boxers showed.&lt;br /&gt;I still remember the type of boxers he worn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was always the red and yellow flower "hawaii" themed one.&lt;br /&gt;Another time was the Tom and Jerry white pair of boxers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I asked him to pull up his pants, he would pull up his shirt, exposing his white and flat stomach, calling me a "pervert"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few times, Pat was jealous and mad at Ken because I would laugh a lot more with Ken than with him.&lt;br /&gt;But this never ever ruined the strong friendship between him and Ken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the maths tests by Mrs. Amparo, Ken and I would finish our exams really early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would be sitting behind tiffany against the back door where the dustbin is, and Ken would be on my left behind Joshua. We would close our eyes with our hands and stick our tongues out at each other.&lt;br /&gt;Whoever sees the other's tongue would "lose"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken would always end up victorious because he liked to cheat with peepholes between his fingers and I always looked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken was a guy you just &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;HAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have spent the past few days crying and moping around the house.&lt;br /&gt;Ken's death had THAT BIG an impact on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so vulnerable emotionally, it was so easy for the devil to tear me up&lt;br /&gt;(and Joash thinks he's doing a good job thus far)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents were nagging me, saying that HE wasn't even a part of this family, and that I was making too big a fuss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was, in fact, probably, over-reacting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW and WHY I was over-reacting, is private and shall not be known to public.&lt;br /&gt;Presently, only 2 people know about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; NOT&lt;/span&gt; Pat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other person is my senior, a person very dear to me, someone who I was so annoying to, someone I could count on for anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;His name shall not be mentioned here for a few known reasons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People were saying that I shouldn't be THAT sad because I wasn't even that close to Ken.&lt;br /&gt;Truth was, I was kinda close to him.&lt;br /&gt;Ken was Pat's dearest friend, and well, you get the gist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken &lt;s&gt;was&lt;/s&gt; &lt;b&gt;IS&lt;/b&gt; an amazing guy, and nothing can ever change that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken, if you can read this, &lt;s&gt;LET US PRAY REALLY REALLY HARD THERE IS INTERNET UP IN HEAVEN&lt;/s&gt; please, know that we all miss you terribly and wish deep deep down in our hearts that you would come back &lt;s&gt;even though you can't&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ken Kwak Min, I really love and miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture has been on my walkman (Sony, that's why got picture) for the past few days and I don't intend to change it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SI2cITJxxcI/AAAAAAAAAW4/3tWQlJeSKfQ/s1600-h/1_482806686l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228006408841184706" style="CURSOR: hand" height="417" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SI2cITJxxcI/AAAAAAAAAW4/3tWQlJeSKfQ/s400/1_482806686l.jpg" width="274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from Daniel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SI2cIqADqaI/AAAAAAAAAXA/TsGLIxArH-g/s1600-h/z157184873.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228006414974429602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SI2cIqADqaI/AAAAAAAAAXA/TsGLIxArH-g/s400/z157184873.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SI2pKwv-27I/AAAAAAAAAXI/ZcukVCtez8M/s1600-h/z157184653.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228020744796953522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SI2pKwv-27I/AAAAAAAAAXI/ZcukVCtez8M/s400/z157184653.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SI2pLJGEPCI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/0kMz2vnpfE4/s1600-h/1_259681044l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228020751332031522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SI2pLJGEPCI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/0kMz2vnpfE4/s400/1_259681044l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;from Zenna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SI2pLER-K7I/AAAAAAAAAXY/muJbgKphvtY/s1600-h/1_307115869l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228020750039788466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SI2pLER-K7I/AAAAAAAAAXY/muJbgKphvtY/s400/1_307115869l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SI2pLcGm3jI/AAAAAAAAAXg/8QFERGY0E4I/s1600-h/1_467429603l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228020756434574898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SI2pLcGm3jI/AAAAAAAAAXg/8QFERGY0E4I/s400/1_467429603l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from Aaron&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I had a few pictures of Ken from Ms Jennifer's Farewell party. However, due to a virus that infected my computer, I had to reboot my CPU, ending up in the lost of these photos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I have given them to Sean and Tiffany. Hope they still keep them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;In the meantime, I hope Zenna (xanga), Aaron (Friendster) and Daniel (Friendster) allow me to use these photos while I get my own photos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Evelyn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;okay here are mine: (I just got them from Tiffany) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SI2vSawhJeI/AAAAAAAAAX0/CJoeQqPKuOQ/s1600-h/P1010823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228027473402340834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SI2vSawhJeI/AAAAAAAAAX0/CJoeQqPKuOQ/s400/P1010823.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SI2vS8IyotI/AAAAAAAAAX8/Sn-pn1j1yQs/s1600-h/P1010825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228027482362520274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SI2vS8IyotI/AAAAAAAAAX8/Sn-pn1j1yQs/s400/P1010825.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this picture was taken seconds after the first one, when i requested Kelvin (left, back) and Ken (right, front) to be my SUPERMEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SI21U8GzQJI/AAAAAAAAAYE/Zo_2nDO_UDE/s1600-h/P1010813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228034113783677074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SI21U8GzQJI/AAAAAAAAAYE/Zo_2nDO_UDE/s400/P1010813.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SI21VfmiFdI/AAAAAAAAAYM/hDSXeYiIL_M/s1600-h/DSCN0137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228034123312010706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SI21VfmiFdI/AAAAAAAAAYM/hDSXeYiIL_M/s400/DSCN0137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SI21Vz8PHdI/AAAAAAAAAYU/3lBXfqCv338/s1600-h/DSCN0145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228034128771751378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SI21Vz8PHdI/AAAAAAAAAYU/3lBXfqCv338/s400/DSCN0145.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were teasing him, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;KEN STUDY??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SI21WPWtCNI/AAAAAAAAAYc/zd75FnxFBmI/s1600-h/DSCN0151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228034136130521298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SI21WPWtCNI/AAAAAAAAAYc/zd75FnxFBmI/s400/DSCN0151.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry, this one's a little blur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SI21Wf9ELyI/AAAAAAAAAYk/VTOxW6ia6gg/s1600-h/P1010808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228034140586389282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_J3jt46_zA3s/SI21Wf9ELyI/AAAAAAAAAYk/VTOxW6ia6gg/s400/P1010808.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mr. Raj, there was a post by Kian Seng saying that he wanted his post published in the school magazine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If you want me to write something about Ken, I will, just don't post this one up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This one has rather private issues such as the thing between me and Pat, jealousy, and stuff like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;♥KEN★ ♥KEN★ ♥KEN★ ♥KEN★ ♥KEN★ ♥KEN★ ♥KEN★ ♥KEN★ ♥KEN★ ♥KEN★ ♥KEN★ ♥KEN★ ♥KEN★ ♥KEN★ ♥KEN★ ♥KEN★ ♥KEN★&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ipoh International School's one and only Kwak Min.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9016414579215258859-2841123973843253886?l=flourchylde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flourchylde.blogspot.com/feeds/2841123973843253886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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